"He could have chosen various combat methods, and even turned back to his Xixia. He saved these seventeen thousand iron kites... but now he can only move forward, and he has lost half of his flexibility."

When Shen Mo said this, he smiled at Miss Jiang.

"As long as you find out during the battle, the choice you make is chosen by the other party for you..."

"Then you have failed!" At this time, Miss Jiang finally sighed deeply when she heard this!

At this moment, a stunning glow was shining on Miss Jiang's face. In her eyes when she looked at Shen Mo, there was both excitement and enlightenment, as well as joy and expectation!

"Where did this guy learn these things?"

At this time, Miss Jiang thought to herself: "Even the old wolf of Xixia who was in her 70s in Xifeng Wenhu was played with and applauded by him, but he... was just 19 years old!

"It's just the heroic boy... Let's try it out, repair the sky!"

At this moment, this sentence suddenly surged in Jiang Yuxin's heart!

...

Finally, after their team observed the enemy situation, Shen Mo immediately took them to the back of the valley, led the war horses and rushed up, and flew towards the east.

The war horses that Shen Mo brought today can be said to be one of the most selected BMWs among the Hequ horses. Originally, the elite troops of the Western Xia Iron Harrier were the best choices. The horses that Shen Mo and the others rode were selected from the nearly 1,000 war horses he seized in succession after the battle between Yima Town and Raofengling.

The top-notch horse came out.

During the march, their scouts would be released for more than a hundred miles to block the enemy's reconnaissance and control a large area nearby to their control.

But there was nothing we could do. The Xixia people were far less familiar with the terrain of the Han River Valley than Shen Mo and the others.

So when the top war horses that Shen Mo and the others rode quickly walked on the forest path in the mountains on the north bank of the Han River, they deliberately avoided the flat valley, so that the scouts of the Western Xia army did not realize their existence at all.

At this moment, when they rode on the war horse and galloped forward quickly, Shen Mo's heart was filled with a tide!

Because this time, the decisive battle between him and the Western Xia Iron Harrier was about to begin.

This handsome general Feng Wenhu is indeed a veteran who has been in charge of his life. He acts well and sophisticated, making people have no choice but to take advantage of it.

Their 17,000-man Dangxiang Iron Harrier Army did not divide the troops at all, but instead formed a tightly clenched iron fist, moving along the banks of the Han River without bias.

Such seemingly dull formations are actually the best way to restrain Shen Mo's light and flexible and extremely powerful troops.

Because of this Western Xia army, the current attitude they made was not to look for Shen Mo's small army and then annihilate it, but to follow the Han River and go straight to the hinterland of Lizhou East Road!

It seems that Feng Wenhu is also very clear that the black armored army that opposes them is responsible for defending the territory. He will definitely not let Iron Harrier burn and kill along the way, and slaughter the city and rob it all the way.

So, just as Shen Mo just used the extremely tragic scene in the Ginkgo Forest to hook the iron kite, making them unable to retreat. Xifeng Wenhu also used his steady tactics to force Shen Mo to fight him! Now Xifeng Wenhu and Shen Mo are like two gladiators. The steel knife in their hands has not yet been slashed out, but they have made an amazing unanimous choice - use the iron hook on the other hand to hook the other party tightly, pull it to his side, and let it go

The other party can't escape!

With the joint efforts of both of them: a cruel old wolf and a cunning little fox, no one of them has a way out now.

Now that things have come to this point, we can only fight to the decisive battle, and can only make a final life-and-death battle on an unknown road!

...

Now that Seifeng Wenhu's army is strong, Shen Mo has a strong army in the world, and the sky and time are shared by both sides.

Both sides of them were red in their eyes, and they had become a trend of immortality, and the harmony between them was equal.

But the geographical location is in Shen Mo's hands.

Shen Mo was ready, and he had already determined the location of the battlefield.

He gave up the town along the way, which had been completely destroyed by the Yeli Canghu's vanguard army. He also used the channels of Sihai Trading Company to release news, allowing the people in the towns along the Han River to avoid the marching route of the Xixia Army.

Shen Mo himself made the Mozi Camp retreat in a big way, and arranged his last battlefield in Shiquan County, the first city that was once the Song army camp and had not been poisoned by the Western Xia army.

This place is now under the control of 500 elite soldiers of the Mozi Camp, using all their resources to deploy defenses under Shiquan City in a crazy way!

It won’t take long before the Dangxiang Iron Harrier, a group of more than 10,000 people, continued to move forward for more than 300 miles. When they entered the depth of Lizhou East Road, they would eventually bump into Shen Mo’s Mo’s camp head-on!

The Xifeng Wenhu is different from the brave and unscheming reckless vanguard, the old guy showed no flaws when he led his troops, which could allow Shen Mo to win with the terrain and strange strategy.

So this battle is destined to be a head-on decisive battle!

Amid the howling wind, Shen Mo's horse ran faster and faster, and at this time a ball of flame in his chest began to burn!

It has been almost a year since he arrived in the Southern Song Dynasty.

From the beginning, he wanted to enjoy the wind and moon of West Lake and live the elegant life of the Southern Song Dynasty until he was forced to save his life and his family.

But gradually, he was still pushed and poured into this history by the tide of history, slowly entering the history, and eventually changing history.

During this journey, Shen Mo couldn't help but fall in love with this era. At the same time, he felt extremely sad and regretful for this glorious era that was about to end.

Now he has put down everything. In his will, there is only one last thought - to rescue all the 100 million living people of China from the iron hoofs of alien races!

Now Shen Mo is no longer a bystander of the Southern Song Dynasty, no longer one of the sentient beings of this era, or even a chess piece or chess player in this huge chess game.

Now he is like a person holding a blood-stained history book in his hand, sighing with regret, or an audience member who has entered his favorite movie.

No matter whether he could do it or not, he finally decided that when the craze of mountains and rushes in history, he would rise up everything he had and stand in front of this vast sea of ​​craze!
Chapter completed!