The southerners in the Yuan army accounted for the majority. These people did not really work for the Mongols. They took advantage of the retreat and shouted that Boyan was dead everywhere. So the retreat turned into a retreat. The 100,000 troops became a pile of loose sand, and there were prisoners who kneeled down and surrendered on the ground. There were countless abandoned baggage and armored horses. Occasionally, some Mongolians who resisted stubbornly gathered together to try to fight back. Before the rebel army could be dispersed by their own defeated soldiers.

No one can suppress such chaos except Boyan. Unfortunately, Boyan was seriously injured and could not take care of himself. He was also a famous general of a generation. He was very skilled. Although he was in his forties, he could still fight ten by one. Ordinary people could not get close to him. However, when he met an opponent like Liu Yanzhi, when Huo Qubing pulled the bowstring, a hidden weapon penetrated the triple iron armor and hit him on his waist. He was immediately dismissed. I wonder if he thought Boyan had become a frightened bird.

Boyan's personal soldiers protected him and retreated for eighty miles before finding a place to rest and heal his wounds. Eighty miles were not easy for the hard-working Mongolian horses. Fortunately, they each had three spare war horses, so they rode in rotation to avoid exhausting the horses. At this time, they finally arrived at a safe area. The groom gathered the war horses, untied their saddles and let them rest and eat grass.

The military doctor put Boyan on the flat ground and untied his armor and silk robe. He found that he was seriously injured and his waist was covered in blood. They couldn't figure out what hidden weapon could hurt the coach like this.

In fact, this was just a steel nail, but Liu Yanzhi had too much force. The initial speed of the steel nail was extremely high, and it could be as fast as the bullet fired by a smoothbore gun. If Boyan was not wearing such a heavy armor, it might not have been hurt too much. At worst, the steel nail could make a transparent hole. However, the steel nails moving at high speed immediately rolled up and almost penetrated Boyan's body horizontally. Then he flipped in his pelvis, bringing in the stains on the armor and robe. In addition, the road was bumpy, and the injury was so severe that Hua Tuo could not save him even if he came.

The Doctor of the Army used strong liquor to clean the wound. Boyan was still in a coma. His personal soldiers were all experienced in battle. He understood that the commander would not be able to do this time. As a personal army, they were not protected properly. They all had to be severely punished. Instead of carrying Boyan's body back, it would be better to die on the battlefield.

The grief-in-armed soldiers picked up their weapons and were about to prepare horses. After walking a few steps, they saw the general with a white horse and silver spear chased them. This made their expectations. The Han people were concerned about the enemy not chasing them. One was afraid of being ambushed, and the other was afraid of forcing the enemy to a hurry and jumping over the wall. The trapped beasts still fought. That was the authentic way of playing. This kid did not play according to the routine.

They didn't know where Huo Qubing came from? It was a great detour and deep military strategy and tactics. They chased and fought hard for days and nights. It was just 80 miles away. It was still in the Central Plains. It was not afraid of getting lost or starving to death. It was strange that the defeated enemy would not chase him.

Huo Qubing also changed horses and chased him all the way. He stared at Boyan's escape route. The rebels couldn't persuade him and had to follow him, but they couldn't keep up with Huo Qubing's speed and were left far behind.

When the enemies met, they were very jealous. The personal soldiers rushed forward and beat Huo Qubing with the attitude of a group of wolves to challenge the lions. Since they entered the Central Plains, they had never encountered a decent opponent in the field. The hundreds of years of rule of the Song Dynasty eliminated the martial spirit of the people in the Central Plains. The Song army was fine to defend the city. The field battle was not only lacking horses, but also elite soldiers. Therefore, every time the Mongolian cavalry would cut down the Song army infantry from a high place, or shoot with bows and arrows from afar.

Boyan's personal soldiers were all authentic Mongolians, and they were machetes and short and concise riding bows. Although they were not many, their stubborn aura came out.

Seeing this formation, Huo Qubing was very pleased. He had never been on the formation to kill people since he fought Fenglangjuxu. Today he was finally able to get a chance. A silver spear danced, like thousands of pear blossoms blooming. The Mongolian soldiers were still a little worse than the ancestors of the Huns more than a thousand years ago. Whether it was courage or martial arts, after the war horse rushed over, the tassels of the silver spear in Huo Qubing's hand were soaked in human blood. He stabbed the throat with a gun, which was like a man and a gun.

Looking back at the road, the Mongolians fell to the ground. Huo Qubing stopped and shook his gun. The blood on the tassel flew everywhere and splashed on the face of Boyan who had just woken up.

Boyan just turned back. He barely opened his eyes and saw a silhouette against the dazzling sunlight. The young general immediately stood up. The general was dismounting from the horse. He walked to Boyan and leaned over and asked him, "Are you Boyan?" with a Shaanxi accent.

"Who are you?" Boyan asked struggled.

The general checked Boyan's injuries and shook his head: "It's no help. It depends on your death. This marquis tells you the truth. I am the champion of the Han emperor, the Grand Sima, and the General of the Cavalry..."

Before he finished speaking, Boyan was already dead.

"I am Huo Qubing!" The General of the Cavalry still pronounced the last three words. This was the last time he used this name. He was unwilling to be Huo Qubing again. He wanted to live in a different identity.

According to the rules of the Han army, killing enemies requires the first level to judge the merits. Even the general is no exception. Huo Qubing drew out his sword and cut off Boyan's head and hung it on the horse's neck. He said to his head with no eyes to his death: "Defeat Huo Qubing, you will not be humiliated."

Boyan's eyes were really closed.

Huo Qubing did not feel tired at all, and his energy was so full that he was surprised. Even a 24-year-old man would not be able to breathe after fighting continuously. This was due to the genetic medicine he took before coming. However, he was full of energy and could not stand the war horse, so he could only rest for a while.

After a quarter of an hour, the rebels finally caught up. They rode a short Mongolian horse with the horses covered with silk, gold and silver picked up. They were all excited. Huo Qubing shook his head when he saw it. The quality of such subordinates was worrying.

"Hero, whose head is this?" A sharp-eyed rebel soldier saw the bloody head on the horse's neck.

"Boyan's head." Huo Qubing replied.

The righteous army looked at each other and bowed one after another: "Heroes, they are really heroes!"

Huo Qubing was invited back to Jinjiang by the stars. In this battle, the rebels won a great victory, and the 100,000 troops were defeated. There were countless food and supplies discarded. The rebels not only lifted the siege, but also received huge amounts of supplies, and their morale rose sharply.

The rebels all firmly believed that this was the result of Liu Qubing, and they firmly believed that Liu Qubing was sent by God to save the world. This way of thinking was not surprising. They were almost brainwashed by Ji Yuqian before, and they liked to believe in these things.

In fact, Huo Qubing knew that there were many factors for a great victory in this battle. First of all, the enemy did not have a strong fighting will. Most of them were Han people, and the Mongols only accounted for a minority, so the morale of the army was easily destroyed. If it were replaced by 100,000 Mongolian troops, there would be only a small victory in this battle. In addition, Liu Yanzhi secretly helped and mixed in the Yuan army to kill many leading generals, eliminating all resistance invisible.

He was right. Liu Yanzhi not only attacked Boyan, but also caused someone to raise his arms and call to organize resistance in the melee, and he immediately shot him to death with an arrow, so the Yuan army was defeated.

With Boyan's head as a letter of fame, Liu Qubing undoubtedly became the leader of the Omi Rebel Army after Ji Yu left. His first order was to abandon the city, throw away all kinds of jars and jars, and the entire army would go on horseback and fight on mobile operations.

Someone raised objections, and there were not so many people in the team who could ride horses. Besides, if there was no city, what should the Mongolians do if they called him?

Liu Qubing said that there will be no Mongols who will call me in the future, but only the reason why we will call me in the future.

There were many gang forces in the rebel army. Some people refused to accept Liu Qubing and insisted on staying. Liu Qubing did not force him. He took three thousand people who were willing to follow him out of the city. From then on, he became a rush that swept the Central Plains. This is not to be mentioned later.

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Liu Yanzhi did not leave here immediately. He secretly observed Huo Qubing's actions and found that he could overcome his weaknesses, put down his figure and get along with the rebel soldiers, feeling very relieved.

It is believed that history in the benchmark time and space has been changed at this time, so he should send time and space police to correct the mistakes. This is another important purpose of Liu Yanzhi's trip.

In the early morning, on the top of Cuiwei Mountain, the crossing cabin suddenly appeared. After the hatch opened, four moderately temporal policemen crawled out from it. In order to better integrate into the historical environment, the height of most temporal policemen remained at normal levels. They were wearing robes that matched the characteristics of the times, with swords, bows and crossbows, and a dark green striped polymer box.

Liu Yanzhi knew very well what was in the box. It was a M82A2 heavy anti-equipment sniper rifle produced by Barrett. It was the most suitable for long-range sniping and illegal traversers who destroyed historical processes.
Chapter completed!