The laymen were in a hurry to meet, and more than a dozen generals in the army were still arguing. Yelu Dashi looked very bad. Where did the people of Jingguo come from and how did they come from? This question has always lingered in everyone's mind.

In fact, no matter how they came, they could guess that the scouts had already returned. They set out from Daizhou and went to the Weizhou area. If they wanted to go north, they would definitely go to Weizhou and be stable.

If this is the case, either they can fly, or they will instantly break through Weizhou and break through Anding. He doesn't believe this kind of thing even if the living Buddha is alive, then the defenders of Anding in Weizhou surrendered when they see Jing's army?

No matter which one it is, it is incredible. Now the two armies are only about ten miles apart, and you can see Jing Jun when you leave the camp.

"Maybe they came to Weizhou and turned around and took a detour from the Qigou Pass."

"Have you grown up your mind? The detour fox has to cross the Taihang Mountains once. Even if they don't have any obstacles, they will walk for more than this time."

"I think it's not like what their businessmen said, Jingguo is far more than ten thousand troops, maybe one hundred thousand, or even more. What we see now is just the vanguard."

"I think it's the same. I was puzzled from the beginning. Why did the people of Jingguo tell us the news? Obviously they wanted to deceive us."

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"How many people from Jingguo are there on the opposite mountain?" Yelu Dashi asked.

"I don't know, our scouts dare not get too close. There are no woods around and no other places to hide. However, from a distance, there may be more than 20,000 people." The young general replied.

The older general shook his head: "At most ten thousand people, there will be no more."

Yelu Dashi understood that the veteran's judgment was correct. Young people who had no experience would always be overestimated. After all, people are over 10,000 and are boundless.

But what he was afraid of was not the overestimation of these young generals, but the overestimation of the soldiers, especially after the frightened from the sky, morale began to float...

Yelu Dashi hesitated for a long time whether to retreat to the north of Lugou temporarily. The benefits of retreating are obvious. They can confront Lugou, and there are dangers to defend, but the disadvantage is that he is afraid that the soldiers will think that he will be afraid of the people of Jingguo and disrupt the morale of the army.

"I heard that the leader of the army opposite was King Pingnan of Jingguo. He once brought a thousand people to quell the rebellion of more than 100,000 people in the south of Jingguo." He seemed to remember something and said slowly.

"Ha, I have heard of it, but it is probably made up by people from Jingguo. Who would believe such a bizarre thing?" Someone said with disdain.

"That's right, it's too outrageous to make up stories. A sixteen-year-old child? Hahaha, who would believe it..."

"It's equally bizarre. Is it also a piece of the Jing army that fell from the sky in front of him?" he asked suddenly.

Yelu Dashi's question made everyone speechless and the big tent suddenly quieted down.

He actually knew very well that groundlessness must have its source.

Throughout history, there have been many incredible things. Our ancestors who will do great things will be regarded as gods. But no one has ever thought that these people will eventually become ancient and become ancestors of later generations. Then, in the era they are in, there may be powerful figures around them who can be talked about by future generations, and ordinary people dare not imagine their achievements and will be recorded in history forever...

Maybe this King of Pingnan is such a person. If this is true, it would be that God would destroy the Great Liao Kingdom.

Thinking of this, he suddenly became even more worried about Xiao Gan who blocked the Haihe River in Yangcun, so he drew up another battalion of troops and went east to reinforce Xiao Gan.

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After two days of confrontation on the south bank of Lugou, Jing Jun on the opposite side remained motionless. The two front scouts were only more than one mile apart when they were closest, but they still did not fight. Yelu Dashi finally saw their cavalry clearly.

Their cavalry were strange, wearing armor that he had never seen before, but their bodies were mostly exposed, wearing black and red clothes, without crossbows, only sabers, and things like daggers.

This made Yelu Dashi a little confused. How did these cavalry fight?

If they were vanguard cavalry (heavy cavalry) who charged into battle, without a spear, it would be hard to protect them if they exposed most of the armor. If they were striking and surrounding light cavalry, why not bring a bow and crossbow?

Although he didn't understand, he did not act rashly. In addition, the soldiers were frightened in the face of Jing's army falling from the sky. After two days of confrontation, he finally ordered to retreat to the north bank of Lugou and confront Jing's army across the river.

When the troops were withdrawing, the soldiers rushed to the forefront, and many people even laughed with relief.

On the north bank of Lugou, they camped again and confronted the Jingguo army.

With Lugou in front, the soldiers finally breathed a sigh of relief and their morale slowly returned. Yelu Dashi had no choice but to drag it on. In a few days, they should forget about this.

But he also felt something was wrong. Are people from Jingguo also afraid of them, or are they... waiting for something?

.........

The Yangcun area is deserted everywhere, and the soldiers live directly in private houses, and all the people in this area have been exposed.

"Prince, could it be those Jingguo merchants who lied to others? We have been waiting for so many days, but no one has come." On the riverside mail tower, the commander of the 18th Battalion of Liaoxing Army wiped the fine sweat beads on his forehead and lifted his collar and said impatiently.

"Don't talk nonsense. Since it is the king's order, just obey it well and do what you should do." Xiao Gan said seriously, but in fact he was very puzzled. If the Liao people really went north of the Bohai Sea, they should have arrived long ago. But after so many days, looking eastward, the river was calm and there was no movement at all. Two days ago, the king (the king of Yelu Dashi Nanyuan) sent him another battalion (500 people). Now it seems that it may be a redundant move and a waste of manpower.

The weather is hot and so many people have to squeeze by the river, so it is natural to have a hard time. Fortunately, in order to achieve the goal of ambush, many soldiers are ambushing among the reeds by the river, as well as a forest on the south bank of the river, and in the houses further apart, they can at least hide.

The soldiers on the mail tower need to be rotated at any time, day and night, because once there is news, they need to pull up the chains buried in the water and pull the boats of the Chinese people.

Some scouts wandered westward and investigated the river bank at any time, and reported it to him immediately when there was any news.

Time passed slowly. After the hottest noon, Xiao Gan felt that his whole body was wet. The heat after the heavy rain was uncomfortable, and the water of the Haihe River also rose a lot.

In the end, he couldn't stand it and handed over the observation and alerting the river to his subordinates, retreating to the house behind to rest and cool off for a while.

After untiing his upper body, he tied his clothes to his waist for a while, and finally cooled down. At this time, he saw the scout sent to the west from afar, rushing along the small road by the river. He stopped in front of the mail, and then rushed to the mail.

Is there any news?

Xiao Gan quickly stood up, not caring about the hot weather, wiped the sweat between his eyebrows with the back of his hand and walked towards the whistle.
Chapter completed!