The morning in the north is very cold, and the morning in Xiongzhou is very humid.

Everything is quiet, and spring is silent at this moment.

The sound of horse hooves tear through the silence.

The war horses rushed forward.

The Liao army was proud, and they felt that today could be a waste of bad luck.

When the Song army suddenly scattered to both sides, a burst of laughter came from the Liao army.

"They are scared, hahaha!"

The Liao army's confidence has been maintained for hundreds of years and has never been shaken, so that kind of arrogance is not something that ordinary people can imagine.

Then they saw the fire notes in the hands of the Song army.

The lit clay pot was shaking in the hands of the cavalry.

When I felt that the speed was enough, I let go of my hand and the pot flew out.

Front, Zhe Kexing led fifty horses to drag them until now.

The white fish belly in the sky reflected the long sword, and Zhe Kexing looked ahead without blinking.

"Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom!"

A dense explosion occurred among the Liao army, and countless flames burst.

The screams of the people filled my ears, and Zhe Kexing had approached the Liao army.

The long sword slashed and blocked it, and slashed in from the opponent's front.

When the blood splattered, Zhe Kexing had already rushed over.

The Liao army suffered heavy losses due to the explosion of the pottery jar. The dizzy Liao army was in the whole team, but the timely entry of Zhe Kexing disrupted their calculations.

The Liao general knew that he had to restore morale, and the best way was to kill the Song army in front of him, so he rushed over with dozens of cavalry gathered together.

The sword technique of Zhe Kexing is becoming more and more concise. There are no moves, just various chopping, but the speed, angle, and timing are not something that ordinary people can do.

clang!

The Liao general's slash was blocked by Zhe Kexing, and then both sides were about to pass by.

Zhe Kexing used a backhand sword, and Liao General blocked the sword, and the long sword slid down, scaring Liao General. He tried his best to shrink back despite the danger.

The long sword finally left a scar on the back of the war horse.

The war horse was severely damaged and the man stood up suddenly.

The Liao general clamped his legs against the horse's belly and controlled the horse with his superb riding skills.

And Zhe Kexing followed the trend and went in.

No one has ever been able to withstand his two swords. After the first sword, his second sword came quickly and tricky. When the opponent reacted, it was basically cold.

Until he met a tall Liao man.

This is a warrior in the Liao army. The long sword in his hand is heavier than others.

clang!

Zhe Kexing blocked the first knife, and the long knife sank slightly, but this was not because of his poor strength, but because he was the defensive party.

The Liao people obviously expected that the not-so-tall and burly Zhe Kexing could block his own sword, and then reclaimed the sword, blocking Zhe Kexing's sword towards the rib in time.

This is a good player!

Zhe Kexing's eyes shrank, and excitement came, and the long-lost blood courage drove the blood to start burning.

Dangdangdangdangdangdang!

He slashed three consecutive swords, and the Liao people blocked continuously, showing a decline in the third sword, and the long sword slowed down for a moment.

It was just this moment that made the Liao people look desperate.

The long sword slashed up against his arm like lightning, slid all the way across his shoulders, and slashed in from his cheeks.

The long sword encountered a hard skull and came out of the right eye of the Liao people.

A face was slanted and almost split in half, and blood burst out from the wound.

"roar!"

The Liao people roared and slashed hard with their long sword.

clang!

Zhe Kexing closed the knife in time to block the enemy. The Liao people's right eye was completely destroyed, and the left eye kept blinking because of the cut of their cheeks.

The long sword attacked again, this time it was the neck.

The heads fell and blood shot.

Zhe Kexing held the head with one hand, rode his horse back, shouted frantically: "Someone is the Zhe family! Someone is the Zhe family!"

After his father Zhe Jimin passed away, he was like a lone wolf, a young lone wolf at that time.

He was sent to the capital city and said he was a hostage, but in fact he didn't want an internal fight because of his identity.

Zhe Jimin's son should have inherited his position as the governor of the prefecture.

But he was too young, and it was impossible for the Zhe family in the court and the prefectures to agree, so he went to the capital in silence.

But youth is not synonymous with incompetence, right?

He felt like a little wolf driven out of the pack, with loneliness as his companion.

He thought he would wait in the capital for a long time until he met Chen An.

The boy gave him countless help, and his dormancy ended early.

After the post of the Wansheng Army was passed to the prefecture, the family was filled with joy, and it was said that the Zhe family finally made its debut. The young people in the family were envious and wanted to come to the capital to hang out with him...

All of this cannot be separated from Chen An's help, but what does Chen An want?

——Zundao, I look forward to your title in history books as a famous general, a famous general of the Song Dynasty!

Yes!

Anbei said that he hoped that someone would become a famous general in the Song Dynasty.

Zhe family, famous general!

He was covered in blood, holding a knife in one hand and a head in the other, and shouting and rushing back again.

"I'm the Zhe family! Who can fight with someone!"

A Liao army intercepted him, but was knocked down with just one knife.

"I'm the Zhe family! Who can fight with someone!"

For countless mornings and nights, he was silently practicing his family-born sword skills, without fancy, only speed and angle.

The second Liao army rushed over and also fell down with one sword.

"I'm the Zhe family! Who can fight with someone!"

His face was covered with blood, and he pointed a long knife ahead and asked.

Blood dripped down from the knife, one drop, two drops...

The courage of the Liao people dripped with the blood.

The Zhe Kexing destroys the tired war horse and moves forward slowly.

The sound of horse hooves was slight, but it hit the hearts of the Liao people like a sledgehammer.

"Is this the Zhe family's son? The descendants of Zhe Yuqing... are indeed powerful!"

The Liao general looked at Zhe Kexing blankly and suddenly shouted: "Retreat! Let's withdraw!"

"The Zhe family is here!"

One-third of the Liao army was blown up by the clay pot, and the Song army took advantage of the chaos to kill them. At this moment, there were only more than one hundred people left. They originally had the power to fight, but after encountering the crazy Zhe Kexing, their frustration was overwhelmed by their heads and they just wanted to run away.

As Chen An said, the only way to deal with a brave enemy is to be more brave than him.

The Liao army seemed to have encountered a devil and began to flee, and the Song army covered up and killed him behind him.

"The Zhe family is here!"

Whenever the Liao army wanted to turn around and counterattack, Zhe Kexing would suddenly rush forward.

No one dared to face his long sword, so the Liao army could no longer organize an effective counterattack and could only escape.

When it was dawn, Zhe Kexing stopped chasing.

My subordinates were a little puzzled, and someone asked, "Why did you stop?"

These cavalry were not his direct subordinates, but were temporarily mobilized this time.

This is the method of controlling troops in the Song Dynasty. It mobilized the army in the war and temporarily appointed generals to command the army.
To be continued...