Chapter 65: Northern Liaoning Destruction

The cavalry of the Liao Kingdom rushed to the front of the soldiers of the Song Dynasty.

Immediately, the Song army collapsed.

There is no determination to win, nor the courage to sacrifice, but only the desire to seize military merits.

When reality exceeded one's own imagination, the soldiers of the Song army began to flee.

All of this seems so incredible.

However, it happened.

Even with strong mechanical arms, sheep are still sheep.

"Perhaps, Lu Junyi will bring me a different feeling!" Lu Yun pondered.

The army of the Song Dynasty had many types, some were waste and some were elite soldiers. Obviously, Yang Keshi’s subordinates were waste. I wonder what kind of behavior did the subordinates he was optimistic about?

It should be better than Yang Keshi.

One soldier will be a crotch, and one will be a crotch.

He is still at ease with Lu Junyi's personal charm and command ability.

However, what he has to do now is to defeat the Liao army's cavalry and rescue these Song army.

Lu Yun stretched out his hand and pointed.

The grassland cavalry who were shooting archers yelled and laughed wildly, and harvested the lives of the Song army on the grassland like a gust of wind. In their eyes, these Song army were just a group of little sheep. Even if they had good weapons, they had only brought them the best weapons.

They are cavalry on the grassland.

They are fearless.

Because of fearlessness, they are invincible.

But suddenly, their speed became much slower.

The reason why it slowed down was that the originally hard grassland under their feet suddenly became soft!

The lifted grassroots gradually penetrated into the mud bottom, and the broken weapons remaining on the grass began to sink to the mud bottom, and the horses they rode were also sinking down.

The grassland in the center of the battlefield suddenly turned into a swamp.

Lu Yun stretched out his fingers and the grassland became a swamp.

The speed of the Liao army was eliminated.

When the cavalry loses its speed, it is no different from the infantry.

The expressions of the Liao cavalry finally changed.

Now, not only can they not catch up with the Song army, which is also trapped in the swamp, but what is even more terrifying is that they can no longer avoid feather arrows like before, and they cannot even at least not let the enemy's arrows hit their vital points!

"God helps me, God helps me!"

Yang Keshi, who was watching the battle from a distance, swept away the haze of the previous battle and started roaring wildly. "The whole army attacked, took a bow and shot him to death!"

His expression was so excited that he even reached the point of incoherence.

His mood today is full of twists and turns.

He was trusted by Commander Tong Guan and was a pioneer in conquering Liao. He was confident and proud, and only thought that the beauty of making achievements was right in front of him.

But unexpectedly, the Liao army, which was beaten into a dog by some Jurchen, was so powerful that it turned its army into a dog, and he was almost about to escape.

But there is no way out, and the Liao army fell into a swamp, unable to move at all, and became a living target.

There are no other things in the Song Dynasty, but there are many bows, arrows, flying crossbows.

This time, you must attack the Liao army!

Whoosh!

With a command, the vanguard of the Liao army was dispatched, and at the same time, he took a bow and shot arrows at the Liao cavalry surrounded by swamps!

With a puff, a sharp feather arrow shot into the chest of a Liao cavalry. He frowned in pain, but he didn't have time to raise the long sword in his hand again, followed by the second arrow, the third arrow, and more arrows shot into his body again...

Finally, the cavalryman stared at the eyes and slowly knelt on the ground with unwillingness and pain, his knees sinking into the soft ground, and then fell forward.

No matter how powerful the Liao cavalry lost their mobility, they became unmovable targets. No matter how powerful their skills they had, they were shot by countless arrows and eventually they could only die of blood.

The Song army won a great victory.

The entire Liao army was wiped out.

Yang Keshi was extremely excited. This was the first victory in the Northern Expedition and it was of great significance!

But there was a little doubt in his mind.

Why do life-saving swamps appear on the grassland?

Then, he caught a glimpse of a black carriage.

This carriage is extremely luxurious, with dense lines connected to each other, even more complicated than the billions of stars in the sky at night.

Yang Keshi put away his smug expression.

It turned out that the National Normal University came to the grassland.

In front of the national teacher, there is no need for any pride.

He watched the carriage drive out of his sight in silence, his face calmed down, and said, "Prepare to camp and wait for Lord Tong Guan!"

...

"Master, will you win?" The young Yue Fei recalled the scene just now, stunned.

This was the first time he saw his master attack on the battlefield.

Just as the master stretched out his hand, the situation on the entire battlefield was reversed.

It was obvious that the Liao army was going to win a great victory, but the master fell down with one finger, and the grassland turned into a swamp, trapping the cavalry on the grassland.

The cavalry became a living target, and the Liao army was wiped out.

Wang Chongyang's eyes also flashed with some light. In the world in his dream, there was never a master, nor a person as terrifying as his master. One person decides the outcome of a war!

Even if he is not careful among thousands of troops, he may die of a life of misfortune!

In the dream world, he was so arrogant that even if he had innate skills to heal his wounds, he still suffered a lot of hidden diseases. When he was old, he finally became a big problem, which prevented him from breaking through the realm of a great master!

But his master is easy to watch on the battlefield.

Is this the power of the talisman?

"Will I lose if I take action?" Lu Yun said lightly.

Several apprentices thought about it and shook their heads together.

Where will my master lose if he takes action?

Although, winning is a bit too easy.

"There is another great master in this Liao Kingdom. This time I come, I will meet him."

As soon as his words fell, a meteor suddenly flew past in the sky.

"Wow, it's a meteor!" cried little girl Chen Liqing, very happy.

Wang Chongyang and Zeju's expression changed.

Meteors on the grassland? Could it be that who is going to die?

Lu Yun reached out and pinched his fingers. After a moment, he shook his head and laughed: "You are going to die before I can do it!"

The result of his calculation was that the high priest of the Liao Kingdom was about to die.

...

The national teacher of the Liao Kingdom and the high priest on the grassland are indeed going to die.

This old man who almost beat Lu Yun to a dog a few years ago was no longer as strong as before, and was as thin as skinny as his bones, and his complexion was extremely declining.

In the battle to suppress the Jurchens' resistance, he was cursed by seven Jurchen shamans, and his spirit began to decline.

Although the seven shamans he forced to commit suicide in the end, he was also seriously injured.

The curse technique could have been resolved, but as he withdrew from the battlefield, the 700,000 Liao troops were defeated and the national strength of the Liao Kingdom declined, and the curse became a big problem.

The Song army from the south attacked and captured many cities.

The Liao Kingdom's national strength was even weaker.

The Liao Kingdom is about to perish.

Now, he felt that he was going to return to the Tiantian of Changsheng.

"Go to the west, never... don't come back. The Liao Kingdom can still retain it. My Taoist tradition... can also be retained!" The Liao Kingdom master suddenly spat another mouthful of blood, and used the taboo technique to make the last calculation of his life.

Then, he looked at his disciple and slowly closed his eyes.

The Great Liao National Master, a priest on the grassland, died.

The young priest kowtowed three times, walked out of the tent, and said to a noble man who was waiting: "Western expedition!"

This year, the Northern Liao Dynasty was destroyed.

Yelu Dashi, the remnant of Northern Liao, swept across Central Asia and Europe, and established the Western Liao in Europe.

Western Expedition, Western Expedition!
Chapter completed!