The sharp and slender Mo Dao has been tempered and has been obtained through repeated trials. Its sharpness and toughness are not comparable to ordinary weapons, but its sharpness also makes its weight amazing, which also makes the Mo Dao hand generally more than six feet tall, and its figure is mostly developed with a tiger's back and a bear's waist.

Otherwise, waving a heavy sword is a problem. How can we break up all the people?

The narrow and long Modao blade is like a huge sickle that harvests crops, harvesting the enemy's life in constant waving. The sharp and cold-swept Modao cannot withstand its puncture. In front of Modao, the cold-forged armor of the Liao Dynasty's Tielin Army was pierced like paper.

The collision between Modao Hand and the cavalry has become fierce. Peng Qi and Zhao Li waved the Modao in his hands like madness. No one of the Tielin Army of the Liao Dynasty was his one-union enemy. The two of them used Modao to be superb. The long sword in their hands either slashed down like a giant axe that created the world and slashed the enemy in half, or stabbed the enemy in the body like a poisonous snake spitting a letter.

Although it is a big move, it can be as flexible as a dragon. A sword used in their hands is extremely powerful. Even the Tie Linjun, who was originally full of confidence, began to retreat.

Under the leadership of Peng Qi and Zhao Li, the personal guard Si Mo's sword hand behind him was even more motivated and followed them into the enemy formation like a rainbow. The length of the sword gave them a huge advantage, either stabbing or picking, slashing or slashing. The entire team advanced like a mountain entering a wall, giving people an unstoppable feeling.

The biggest advantage of the Modao Formation is their uniformity. The Modao in the city is not easy to wave. Except for the two perverts, Peng Qi and Zhao Li, the remaining Modao hands are in a normal battle. As the slogan of the marching continues to advance, it seems like a tide that no one can stop.

Where Mo Dao is approaching, people are tilted and horses are bleed, and the blood is bleeding. The continuous flow of blood makes a dark red swamp appear on the ground and becomes even more muddy. The mud not only affects the Tie Linjun on the horse's back, but also affects the personal guards with heavy hands.

Modao is an extremely physically consuming weapon. Even if the physical strength of Modao's hands is good, they will be exhausted. Even if they are specially used to deal with cavalry, they cannot fight for a long time. They need to take turns to rest. The disadvantage in number of people makes them not have much time to rest.

When facing several times of their enemies, Peng Qi and Zhao Li cannot change the situation by relying on their own strength. They can only work hard to kill the enemy and gain more time for the army's formation. On the battlefield, individual courage is always secondary. The two sides compete with the will to fight and the nerves of steel. Whoever persists until the end is the real victory.

He pulled out the sword from his waist, and Xia Shu stood beside Zhao Zhen with the sword. The civil servant robe on his body had long disappeared. He changed into a breastplate, which was the armor evolved from the breastplate cavalry, in order to provide it to the civil servants who accompanied the army.

The plate armor is too heavy and the literati's body cannot bear it, but even the breastplate makes Xia Feng, a literati who has been with documents all year round, panting. Zhao Zhen rolled his eyes helplessly. He couldn't stand still and still had to protect himself? Xia Feng is afraid that he will become the object of protection...

Xia Shu, who was already unstable, was still harassing Zhao Zhen: "Why should the official take risks with his own life? Even if he lures the enemy deeper, he cannot attack the emperor!"

Zhao Zhen said silently, but unexpectedly Xia Shu had seen through his thoughts. He deliberately hunted here to lure Yelu Zongzhen. Only by giving the enemy a chance can he give himself a chance...

Seeing that Zhao Zhen didn't speak, Xia Shu still didn't plan to give up. Zhao Zhen even suspected that the old man was wearing armor to stop being beaten by himself.

"The official family, the son of a thousand gold, cannot be buried in the hall. Throughout history, the old ministers have never heard of any king who took risks and used his own safety to lure the enemy."

Zhao Zhen pointed to himself: "Aren't I? You don't have to think about it and you should know that I have never been a proper person. He Yelu Zong really has the courage to rush to my camp for thousands of miles. Do I have no courage to take risks with me? I should have the madness of the Liao people, as well as the Song Dynasty, otherwise I will never be able to defeat him!"

Xia Shu opened his mouth but no sound came out. Now he knew that the official act was really crazy, and even a little crazy!

No wonder the military has been frequently mobilized recently, and the border troops attacked Datong Prefecture frequently at the location of the Liao Dynasty. This is also a good show for the Liao Emperor! Xia Shu, who was able to contact the documents of military affairs, suddenly woke up. No wonder although the Song Dynasty cavalry went to various places to attack, the army still shrank towards Yanzi City, which was cooperating with the official acting and deceiving the Liao Dynasty army!

Looking at the Liao people rushing towards the imperial camp, Xia Feng had to admit that the official family did have an unstoppable temptation to the Liao people. In all combat ideas, capturing the thief first was always the first. What's more, the Liao Dynasty is now out of its disadvantages. Their only chance is to kill the monarch of the Song Dynasty, otherwise it would be difficult to have a chance to turn the tables.

No wonder the officials used their own attacks. The Liao people must have been unable to withstand the temptation of the officials and planned to come to "capture the king"!

Turning his head to look at Zhao Zhen, Xia Shu sighed helplessly: "The old minister knows what the official family thinks, but has the official family ever thought about what if this plan fails?"

Zhao Zhen pointed behind him and smiled, "I believe that these thousand armored men can resist the Liao people. If the time, place and people are in harmony, I will take over it. How can I be invincible? Although I only have a thousand and six hundred people in my hands, they are all soldiers of the personal guards of the guards. Some of them have even fought with me and punished Zhao Yuanyan!"

As Zhao Zhen said, Xia Shu looked up and saw that, indeed, the personal guards with only more than 1,600 people were completely fighting against several times the enemy, and they were incomparable. The sword hand like a knife wall continued to advance, while the sword-catching hand in plate armor and holding a horizontal sword was even more flexible. They formed countless small formations on the battlefield and fought against the Liao Dynasty cavalry based on various equipment in the camp.

Even so, the guards around the official family holding crossbow arrows were still shooting and killing those who dared to approach the tent. Obviously, they were also responsible for shooting deadly crossbow arrows at the enemy.

The two armies had been fighting for more than half an hour. Zhao Zhen stood up and said to the personal soldiers beside him: "Send a signal that the reinforcements from the Liao Dynasty are coming soon, so inform Di Qing to prepare for the enemy!"

Xia Feng's hand shaking, and he brought down a small chunk of beards. Could it be that the decisive battle between Song and Liao began like this?!

Who would have thought that a surprise attack would eventually evolve into a decisive battle between two armies, two countries, and even two emperors? Xia Feng was looking forward to and worried. The vigorous decisive battle should have erupted across the board when the two armies confronted each other, but now it was coming in a surprise attack between the emperor and the emperor. Of course, he couldn't reflect it, and even felt that it was like a dream.
Chapter completed!