Chapter 132
Fan Zhuoyuan led the bow, and shot three times in a row!
Immediately, three Liao riders fell off their horses, and the rest shouted in an uproar and retreated sharply.

The infantry who were transporting the luggage in the rear had no time to line up, and fell into panic and confusion.

Most of the Khitans and the Xiren cavalry were also carrying the luggage, and this process was of course to be able to return with some goods.

Therefore, in the face of the sudden attack of the thousand-victorious Czech army, they couldn't even find the horse in their panic.

Some people found the horse, and there was no unified command.

Some shouted to meet them, while others intended to ride their horses back to the city, making a mess.

Fan Zhuoyuan still drew his bow forward, as long as he saw an officer of the Liao army organizing an army in his sight, he would shoot at him immediately!
He used an infantry bow, the strength and range of which were far superior to those of a cavalry bow. Coupled with his precise marksmanship technique, as long as the person locked by him could basically be pronounced dead.

After successive bursts of shooting, all officers who dared to stand up and command were shot and killed.

The rest also knew that Fan Zhuoyuan was powerful, and they didn't dare to stand out. When they found their horse, they were about to flee into the city.

And soldiers without command, no matter how many there are, are nothing but a mob without organization.

Fan Zhuoyuan led a wave of cavalry shooting, first shot down one piece, then put away the bow and arrow, and held up the mace!
The rest of the Victory Army also followed the law. Those in the front row used spears, while those in the back row drew out their sabers.

They don't have any formations, and the overall look is a mess. Only Fan Zhuoyuan will always be at the forefront, which will not change!
Part of the Liao army panicked and shot scattered arrows, Fan Zhuoyuan only protected the horse under his crotch, and ignored it completely.

Wang Ting rushed to Fan Zhuoyuan's side with his gun, and saw Fan Zhuoyuan who was rushing in the front became a target, and hit several arrows in a row. When the arrows touched his steel-like muscles, they were all bounced away, not even a white mark. did not stay.

Seeing this scene, both of his eyes stared out, almost thinking that Fan Zhuoyuan was a monster, but he felt that it was too late, twenty steps, ten steps!
With the last wave of acceleration, the army of thousands of riders has completely crashed into the chaotic Liao army!

Fan Zhuoyuan swung the mace horizontally with the momentum of the horse. This blow would have caused a huge impact on his arm and fractured his arm, but he was not affected at all, and the protruding arm muscles were extremely ferocious.

Every time the mace is swung, there will be a big cloud of blood and rain, and several people will die with their brains burst, and the enemies in front of them will all collapse in panic.

With him as the front arrow, he easily pierced through the chaotic Liao army, and the next thing couldn't be easier.

Fan Zhuoyuan continued to exert his command and dispatch ability. After dividing the enemy army, he would naturally attack continuously back and forth, dividing the formation back and forth until the Liao army was completely disintegrated. Or they were driven to the Sanggan River and drowned.

This process is a bit like hunting for nomads, one cavalry chases and kills, one cavalry drives around, and one serves as a reserve team to prevent the enemy from counterattacking.

The Shengjie Army itself was well trained, coupled with Fan Zhuoyuan's command, the soldiers were single-minded, and naturally gave full play to the advantages of the cavalry, inflicting heavy damage on the enemy.

On the way to chase and kill the Liao army who had already stepped on their horses and was about to flee, they naturally divided up a small group of troops to follow behind and shoot arrows to kill them. This was as simple as shooting rabbits.

In addition, Fan Zhuoyuan also paid attention to this matter, leading the army to capture thousands of enemy horses early, leading the army to charge, and making the Liao army so chaotic that they couldn't even grab a horse.

What the Liao army did to the Song army early in the morning, everything was returned by the Shengjie army!
Most of the Liao army were either trampled to death, or driven to the Sanggan River and drowned, but some still ran across the Sanggan River and headed for Yanjing City.

This matter quickly attracted the attention of the defenders in Yanjing City. The defenders on the city watched this scene dumbfounded and were speechless.

The injured Yelu Dashi didn't know when he heard the news, regardless of the pain of the wound, he was lying on the wall at this time, seeing that the leader was Fan Zhuoyuan, he even stared out.

He slapped the wall hard, and sighed angrily: "It's this person! I didn't pay attention in the morning, and it was my fault that I led Song Jun back to the carbine!"

It's a pity that his troops were also carrying luggage outside. Of course, there were no troops to transfer, and Xiao Qian was chasing and killing the rest of the Song army. I'm afraid he hasn't heard the news yet.

But who would have thought that the Song Army, which had already been defeated and frightened, would have 1000 people come back in a counterattack?
After all, this is the second offensive and defensive battle of Yanjing. During the first offensive and defensive battle of Yanjing, Yelu Dashi defeated the Song army by 15 in three battles with [-] cavalry.

This kind of arrogant soldier mentality did not expect to be successfully used by the opponent, so that he suffered such a disastrous defeat.

The battle lasted less than half an hour, and countless Liao troops were massacred outside the city. Due to the lack of defense in Yanjing City, they did not even dare to let the defeated soldiers enter the city, fearing that they would be killed by the Song army again. Almost wiped out.

The victory came so lightly, and the thousand victorious soldiers still felt incredible, thinking that it would be a death fight where they could lose their lives at any time, but they really didn't expect...

They couldn't help looking at Fan Zhuoyuan, and some even became more confident and shouted loudly: "General Fan! Let's take Yanjing down!"

"Take Yanjing! Take back Youyun!"

"Take Yanjing! Take back Youyun!"

"Take Yanjing! Take back Youyun!"

After hearing this, many Liao people on the top of the city changed their expressions drastically.

Yelu Dashi clasped the city wall tightly, and whispered: "I heard, your surname is Fan! I want to see who you are! Do you have the ability to take down Yanjing City!"

Fan Zhuoyuan heard these yells, and the soldiers changed their name from Fan Zhuangshi to General Fan, obviously fully agreeing with him.

At the same time, a reminder came from the system that task 2 has been completed, rewarding [-] proficiency points, winning the reputation of the Jiejun: Respect.Tongguan reputation: friendly.

The excitement in Fan Zhuoyuan's heart only persisted for a while, and he shook his head and said: "Yanjing cannot be taken down with only 1000 of us, even if it is taken down, how can we defend it?"

Wang Ting sighed, and the soldiers of the Shengjie Army at the side quickly understood and shook their heads helplessly.

Fan Zhuoyuan pointed to piles of luggage that had not been removed and said: "If it is burned, even if we can't take it away, we can't leave it for the enemy!"

Wang Ting led people to light the fire, and it was about to start burning. At this time, a few horsemen came running from a distance, shouting loudly: "Wait a minute, Fan Zhuang! Commander Tong, please don't burn the luggage for now!"

Fan Zhuoyuan looked back and frowned slightly, "The envoy Xuanfu asked you to follow?"

The scout who ran over quickly said: "Tong Shuai is still very concerned about this battle. He said that if he succeeds, or can win a big victory, he hopes that Fan Zhuangshi can wait for the victory of the Jie army. He will try to return to the north before attacking Yan." Beijing!"

Fan Zhuoyuan plucked his ears, thinking that he had heard wrongly, Tong Guan, a guy who fears the enemy like a tiger, and even used to fabricate military exploits, would have such a decision?If he doesn't find himself to be the scapegoat, he already has professional ethics.

(End of this chapter)

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