When Wan Sheng's cry sounded, the Khitans in front of them were stunned. The fatigue of day and night made them too lazy to even move.

Li Chongjiu's cavalry rushed away like a tsunami. Under the urging of several leaders, the Khitans barely stood up and took up the swords and guns beside them to resist. The Sui cavalry rushed past, and the swords in their hands flew quickly. Several Khitans rushed to the ground with their throats covered in blood.

The Khitans barely resisted the front line and were broken through. Dozens of Khitans in the outer peripheral areas resisted a little, and were pierced. Dozens of Khitans were instantly submerged by the Sui cavalry that kept surging up, as if swept by a huge magnificent, and they were instantly out of control, and there was not even a scum.

The Khitan leader stationed here was named Moda. He was in his fifties. When he was young, he killed wolves and tigers. He was a famous Khitan tribe within a hundred miles, but now it was time to forgive him. He knew that if he did not stop the Sui army from rushing forward, and when the Khitans reacted, the Khitan army in the entire valley would be defeated in no time. He yelled, called his eight sons, and called the youngest uncle and nephew who told him to run quickly, and there were more than a dozen clans. He immediately stepped towards the Han cavalry that was coming from the sky and rushed towards him.

A wolf-head tattoo was exposed under Moda's chest, and the mace in his hand was raised upwards, and towards the Han cavalry, he smashed the skull of the horse's head with a stick. It was like smashing a watermelon, and the horse's head was broken and broken. But the cavalry immediately slashed into Moda's neck with a knife before he even took action. The cavalry behind him knocked Moda's head over by the cavalry's head or died under the knife. The resistance of more than a dozen Khitans slowed down slightly under the Han cavalry, but it was not fundamentally changed. The final counterattack of the Khitans instantly disappeared.

Seeing that even the brave Modaba and his son were dead, the Khitans in the valley didn't care about anything, so they shouted and fled to the mountains in a hurry. Li Chongjiu's cavalry took the opportunity to chase him. Behind the Khitans, they stabbed him in the back, which was easy to be like a straw man. Screams came one after another in the valley. The Khitans in the tent had just heard the sound of horse hooves, and their heads were exposed, and a head was harvested into the sky. In just a moment, the Khitans in the valley were already running away with their heads in their arms.

"Don't stop, burn the tent, and if the horses, cattle, sheep and livestock cannot be taken away, they will be cut to death, and even the big carts will be destroyed!"

Li Chongjiu danced with a knife and shouted to his subordinates. The Cangtou cavalry carried out Li Chongjiu's orders without hesitation. When the tent was burned, the Khitans could not avoid the strong winds day and night on the grassland, and they could not get a good rest. Without horse power, they would fall down. Without cattle, they would not have the power to drag the cart, and killed the sheep, allowing the Khitans to cut off food to help.

Li Chongjiu led the cavalry to plunder in the valley and took advantage of the situation to chase and kill the results of the battle. The cavalry scattered all over the mountains and fields, killing the Khitans with blood and piles of corpses. When Dahe Duluo led tens of thousands of Khitan troops back to the rescue, Li Chongjiu called his subordinates to retreat quickly. When Dahe Duluo arrived at the valley, Li Chongjiu's result was that he killed thousands of Khitans, and killed countless cattle, sheep and horses.

When Dahe Duluo was about to take revenge, Li Chongjiu's cavalry had long been running out of sight with his abundant horsepower. Looking at the corpses of the tribes everywhere, as well as the cattle, sheep and war horses that were killed, Dahe Duluo's eyes were about to break. Although he often won and lost in the battles between the Khitans in the past, he had never seen such a cunning and ruthless enemy.

"This is to break the roots of our Khitans, Han Dog, I am incompatible with you!" Dahe Duluo pulled his hair.

On the second day, Ying Hefu and Wang Mahan cavalry carried out another pursuit, each with a capture, killing hundreds of Khitans and burning more than a dozen vehicles of food. The Khitans did not dare to fight, and after the double rebellion entangled, they continued to retreat to the northeast. Li Chongjiu led his army to the next day before dusk, but when the Khitans were buried in the pot and cooked, they led the cavalry to fight. The war was exactly the same as yesterday, and the Khitans were tired and tired. When they saw Li Chongjiu's cavalry appearing from the river, although the Khitans resisted, the entire army was too tired and they could be defeated by Li Chongjiu again. Thousands of Khitans were chased by Han cavalry. The Khitans ran violently, and blood was sprayed out of their noses and mouths. Many people were exhausted.

In this battle, hundreds of Khitan tents were seized and Yilijin, a Khitan member, arrived. When Dahe Duluo arrived, he saw countless Khitan corpses floating in Hanoi. Seeing this scene, Dahe Duluo even lowered his feet and paused his chest and cried loudly.

On the third day, the Khitans had retreated less than 200 miles from the Qin River in Wuhou. In the past two days, Li Chongjiu won six battles, which made the Khitan tribe look unfair. This time, Dahe Duluo was finally furious. On that day, he led 20,000 Khitan cavalry to ambush in a valley, waiting for Li Chongjiu's cavalry to enter their ambush circle and then annihilated it in one battle. Dahe Duluo was confident that if he talked about real field battles, the Han people were definitely not the opponent of the Khitans, and the Han people only knew some tricks of night attacks and harassment.

On this day, Dahe Duluo was looking through the autumn water, while the Khitans were ambushing in the mountains and forests, motionless for a whole day, but they waited hard for a day but didn't even see a single figure of the Han army. Could it be that the Han army withdrew, just as Dahe Duluo thought of this, at dusk, he suddenly received a report that Li Chongjiu's Han cavalry had unexpectedly joined forces and bypassed the valley where he ambushed. Then at noon, they caught up with the front of the Khitan army. Then, the Han cavalry launched a brazen attack on the Khitans.

Dahe Duluo was shocked when he heard this, and immediately rushed to the place where the front army was located, and when he arrived quickly, the war was over and the Han army retreated to the battlefield. At dusk, the hillside had turned into a large area of ​​scorched land. It can be imagined that Li Chongjiu must have led his army to break through the camp, and then set off a large fire to attack the fire. The surrounding trees were squeezing.

The fire was burning in the sky, and thousands of camps on the side were burned to pieces, and the ground was charred. The Khitans were corpses from east to west, and some were still burning fire. Goshawks were hovering on them, waiting to eat human bones, and cattle and sheep were slaughtered in large numbers, killing them everywhere. The remaining Khitans were panicked and in a daze. When they saw Dahe Duluo arrive, they sat on the ground and cried together.

This is extremely miserable. I don’t know how many years have passed since when the Khitans were so embarrassed. In the past, when the Northern Qi attacked the Khitans, although the Khitans were defeated very miserably, they were not so miserable. After all, the Northern Qi Dynasty was a big country with hundreds of thousands of elite troops. At that time, Gao Yang was also a violent king who killed people without blinking. It would be fine if the Khitans were defeated in his hands, but it was Li Chongjiu. The combined total of all the troops of the opponent was less than 10,000, but it made the Khitan army in a mess.

On the fifth day of the fourth day, Li Chongjiu fought with the Khitan again. He won all six battles and won all the battles. Later, the Khitans were almost scared and had no intention of fighting. They almost ran away when they saw the traces of the Han cavalry. A team of Han cavalry with more than a dozen cavalry even dared to chase hundreds or hundreds of Khitans. These hundreds of Khitans watched their companions be chopped down from behind one after another by Han cavalry, but at this time no one wanted to resist and just kept running forward. They ran away from their strength, ran away from their mouths and noses, and the last one was killed by the Han army's knife. Hundreds of people were buried on the grassland. In five days, hundreds of people were from Yuyi Town to the Qinshui of Wuhou, and the blood corpses of the Khitans paved the way inch by inch.

Khitan Khan Dahe Duluo sent someone to Li Chongjiu's camp to seek peace, but at this time he refused him completely. The rejection meant another fight!

On the fifth day, seeing Li Chongjiu rejected the peace proposal, Dahe Duro simply set up all the Khitan troops on the edge of the Wuhou Qin River, lined up the formation with his back, and sent a letter to fight Li Chongjiu. Li Chongjiu refused again, but led his army to set up a camp seven miles away from the Khitan army to confront him.

After three days of confrontation, the Khitans fought every day, but Li Chongjiu refused to fight. Dahe Duluo was furious and sent an envoy to Li Chongjiu's camp again. Soon after, the envoy returned to the Khitan camp with a bruised nose and a swollen face. He was originally beaten. Dahe Duluo asked anxiously when he saw it.

The envoy bowed his head helplessly and said, "I asked the Han people what to do. If they want to fight, they will fight with us Khitans quickly. If they don't fight, they will be in harmony and never point the bow and arrow at each other again. As a result, the Han people said, "You Khitan Khan, you will give me two ways of fighting, and I will also give you Khitan tribes two ways."

"Those two roads?" Dahe Duluo asked anxiously.

"Either surrender or die!"

Dahe Duluo roared to the sky and said, "Arrogant, I have lived on the grassland all my life and have never seen such a person. His ambition is even greater than that of the immortal world."

Dahe Duluo was so angry that he was trembling all over, but at this time his subordinates persuaded him to lead his army across the Wuhou Qin River overnight. Dahe Duluo refused. He was worried that if the Han army came to attack him halfway when he crossed the river, it would be bad. Just as Dahe Duluo was wondering why Li Chongjiu hesitated, a shocking news came. The Xi tribe who had originally subdued the Khitan, and the Hu people in other tribes rebelled and surrendered to the Han army.
Chapter completed!