Fifty tiger-winged light cavalry pursued the fleeing rebels, and one rebel after another was nailed to the ground by arrows.
The light cavalry relied on their horse speed to drive back and forth, like a cooperating pack of wolves.
They always maintained a distance of thirty or forty steps from the rebels, relying solely on bows and arrows to pursue them.
At the same time, there was another rebel group, with a total of more than 70 people, fleeing in the opposite direction to the west.
He was about to rush into the mountain col, but the blood on his body instantly cooled by half, and there was a man standing in the middle of the mountain col.
Wearing the armor of a high-ranking general and holding a rifle in his hand, he exuded an aura that said one man could stand in the way of all others.
These rebels had already been frightened by the heavily armored soldiers. Although Yue Fei was alone, they had no intention of fighting at all and turned around and ran towards the northern hillside.
Clang!
Yue Fei planted the bow firmly on the ground, took off the horn bow from his shoulder, picked up a crescent shovel-shaped arrow, and drew the bow to a seven-quarter circle.
As soon as his hand was released, the alien arrow flew out and hit the traitor in the heart seventy steps away.
The arrow is shaped like a crescent moon. Although its penetrating power is not strong, the damage is huge.
The rebel was rolling on the ground in pain and howling heart-breakingly.
"Elite! They are all elite warriors!"
"Not Yizhou soldiers at all!"
Yue Fei raised another diamond-shaped arrow, aimed at the rebels a hundred steps away, and killed them with one arrow without any hesitation.
Kill two people in a row, and the remaining rebels will run faster.
Yue Fei then gave up, put away his bow and arrows, picked up his rifle, and walked towards the howling rebels.
"General, please spare my life, I am eighty years old..."
Before the rebel party could even say the word "mother", the chest was pierced by Bu Shu, and she could no longer make any sound.
Yue Fei had no expression on his face. He pulled out his rifle and swiped it with all his strength, using the two blades at the tip of the rifle to cut off the head of the rebel party.
He picked up the head, untied the bun, twisted the hair a few times, tied it around his waist, turned around and walked towards the other rebel party.
On the battlefield, there is only killing and being killed.
At the same time, Wang Ben was not idle either, leading the brave warriors to chop off their heads one after another.
They brought a sack and threw the bloody heads into it.
The entire battle lasted less than three sticks of incense, and just taking the head took nearly half an hour.
A total of 307 thieves' heads were put into the bag.
As Yue Fei gathered his soldiers, there were a total of seventy-two people, and no one was killed or injured, not even the fifty horses were injured.
Wang Ben had already taken off his armor and hung it on his horse. He was walking beside Yue Fei carrying a sack of human heads.
"General, there is something I don't know whether to say or not."
Yue Fei raised his hand, his eyes were as bright as a torch, and he said in a deep voice: "No need."
"These rebels are all new recruits recruited on the spot. They have never fought in a war. They don't know the consequences of close combat with heavily armored soldiers on the battlefield."
"Although I am stupid and ignorant, after all, we are the people of the Song Dynasty. They are dead and there is no need to humiliate them anymore."
Wang Ben shrugged and said nothing, but in his heart, he scorned the Chang Sheng Army.
What bullshit rebelling against the Party is no different from...slaughtering animals.
Those veterans of the Supervisory Army are not that smart either.
I'm afraid that the so-called victorious army, that is, the master who bullies the weak and fears the strong, has never competed with the regular army.
"General, don't think I'm verbose."
"It is not difficult to capture Yizhou militarily. The ever-victorious army is just a ragtag group. Although the Yizhou soldiers are reorganized, have a large number of people, and have sophisticated weapons and armor, their morale is too low."
"I'm afraid the real difficulty is not in Yizhou, but in the imperial court."
Yue Fei kept walking. He must lead his soldiers as soon as possible and stay away from the Shibei Valley.
After all, the large army has not yet arrived. Even if they can fight, they only have 72 people. Once they are besieged, they will still be in a situation of death and no life.
On the battlefield, the gap in combat effectiveness between veterans and recruits is beyond imagination.
"I don't need to worry about the court's affairs!"
"Just send the head back to Bianjing on time."
"We charge into battle for the prince, and the prince blocks the court's secret arrows for us, and each performs his or her duties."
These words are encouraging!
Wang Ben's eyes were gleaming and he was extremely excited. He had never been afraid of the enemy. Even if he was facing the Jinguo Tiefutu just now, he would still lead an infantry battle and push forward.
What he fears most is the black hands coming from behind.
But now, there is a person standing behind them, guarding their backs. All they need to do is bravely march towards Five Thousand and fight with all their strength.
Returning to the temporary camp, Yue Fei also took off his armor and got on his horse.
"Wang Ben, I will leave the brothers to you. I will personally send the head back to Bianjing to help the prince."
Wang Ben took Yue Fei's Beiwei General's school armor and nodded solemnly.
"Don't worry, we will hide in the mountains until the big troops arrive."
"General Yue, brothers are waiting for you here!"
Yue Fei no longer hesitated and headed towards Bianjing with two brave warriors.
In addition to their mounts, they each also carried three horses.
Two of them are used to carry the head, and the remaining one is a spare horse.
Although Gao Qiu died, Yizhou's intelligence network was not destroyed. It is feared that the battle at Shibei Gou had been leaked, and a hundred thousand urgent troops had rushed to Bianjing.
No matter how fast Yue Fei is, he can't be faster than "one hundred thousand urgent troops".
Once the traitors in the court get the news, they will be intercepted and killed along the way.
Yue Fei and his three men only carried bows on their backs and brought enough arrows. Apart from that, they left all their weapons and armor behind and went into battle lightly.
There are still three days left before the deadline, so simply rushing is enough, provided there are no mishaps on the road.
Three days passed by in a blink of an eye.
Bianjing Genyue was bustling with activity, just like the reappearance of a fundraising conference.
Dignitaries and celebrities from all walks of life gathered here.
Zhao Ji was sitting high in the Jiangxiao Tower. In addition to Tong Guan and the six ministers, Zhao Huan, the organizer, was naturally also standing upstairs.
Looking at the clean and tidy school grounds, as well as the pits and valleys surrounding the school grounds, there are many big Song Erlangs.
Zhao Ji and Long Yan were delighted: "Prince Ding, I have always promoted frugality. Have you ever wasted people and money by organizing the Xiaoyuan Poetry Festival?"
As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in Jiangxiao Tower became subtle.
Not to mention the six ministers, even Tong Guan cursed his mother secretly.
As the concubine, he participated in the Xiaoyuan Poetry Club more times than Zhao Huan walked across the bridge. As a result, even when he came to Genyue, he had to pay an registration fee of two hundred taels of silver.
Zhao Huan ignored the scorn around him and grinned: "Don't worry, Your Majesty, not only did I not lose money, I actually made a small profit."
Zhao Ji suddenly became interested: "Oh? How much did you earn?"
Zhao Huan blurted out without thinking: "A whole five hundred taels of silver!"
Zhao Ji, who had been smiling just now, suddenly turned gloomy and cursed in his heart.
You are such a traitor, do you really think that my ears and eyes are blocked?
Five hundred taels? The remaining 37,500 taels were all eaten by dogs?
In front of the six ministers, you should be damned if you deceive the emperor and ignore your superiors!
Although Zhao Ji was angry, he didn't point it out. After all... he still expected Zhao Huan to take the blame.