When the emperor comes to modern times, history collapses!

The Liao soldiers patrolling around the camp were stunned. They stared at the empty space in front of them with wide eyes in disbelief. In the blink of an eye, tens of thousands of fully armed and aggressive troops suddenly appeared in the deserted wilderness. The black crowd of people and horses swept towards the Liao camp like a surging tide.

The patrolling Liao soldiers felt a buzzing sound in their heads and were immediately struck by dizziness.

He rubbed his eyes vigorously, wondering if he was hallucinating because of excessive fatigue.

However, the reality is cruelly laid before us; the enemy forces approaching like wolves and tigers are not an illusion.

"Bang!" As a crisp gunshot pierced the sky, a bullet whizzed in at lightning speed and hit a Liao soldier's head accurately.

In an instant, blood splattered and brains burst.

Several other Liao soldiers didn't even have time to react before they were hit in the vitals by the flying bullets one after another and fell to the ground and died.

"Rush over!"

At this time, Lao Zhao was seen wearing a shiny armor, riding a motorcycle, standing majestically at the front of the team, raising his arms and shouting.

With modern equipment, ordinary bows and crossbows cannot penetrate Lao Zhao's defense.

"How dare you, Liao soldier, bully the Song Dynasty and make them lose their lives!"

He led the way and rushed towards the Liao camp like a tiger descending from the mountain.

The Liao soldiers who were cooking in the tent were startled when they heard shouts and gunfire coming from outside.

Looking at the army that had arrived at the camp, they had an expression of disbelief on their faces. They had never expected that the enemy would appear so close to them without anyone noticing. Many soldiers panicked and frantically searched for their weapons. Many of them had their weapons still somewhere else and had not yet taken them back. Some were even using them to roast cattle and sheep.

Such a big commotion naturally attracted the generals who were drinking wine in the tent.

"No, enemy attack!"

Upon hearing the news, the Liao general Yelu Xizhen hurried over. When he saw the chaotic scene, his face turned pale instantly and his eyes showed deep panic.

While shouting loudly, he directed the soldiers on guard to quickly organize a defensive line in an attempt to resist the fierce attack of the Song army.

"Bang!" "Bang!" Two more gunshots were heard, and two Liao soldiers who had just raised their shields fell down.

The firepower of the Wanchao coalition forces was extremely fierce. The dense bullets poured down like raindrops, leaving the Liao army without any chance to fight back.

For a moment, the Liao camp was filled with cries, shouts, and pleas for mercy, and the entire camp fell into chaos...

Gunshots continued to ring out, and the Liao soldiers, who had just prepared to fight the enemy, fell to the ground before they could take any action.

The entire camp fell into chaos in an instant, as if it had been swept by a strong wind.

Shouts and cries of killing and crying came one after another, and the smell of blood filled the air, which made people shudder.

This was a completely one-sided massacre without any suspense. The Song army rushed into the camp like wolves and tigers, ruthlessly reaping the lives of the enemy with their weapons.

"Damn you guys, what are those people responsible for patrolling around here doing? Are they all blind? So many Song troops were able to slip through our defense line without anyone noticing, and they couldn't even pass back any information!" A Liao general roared angrily.

Several miles away, a team of soldiers on patrol were moving slowly forward.

Not far away, I saw several people wearing different clothes.

It is certain that they are definitely not soldiers from the Liao Dynasty.

It immediately attracted the attention of the patrol team: "Haha, God is helping me! I didn't expect that there would be a lone Song soldier running here, and there are only two or three of them. Isn't this a gift to us? Brothers, come with me!"

The patrol captain shouted excitedly, then waved his whip and led his soldiers to gallop towards the riders.

However, the next moment, something happened that shocked everyone.

The empty front suddenly appeared with a huge mass of soldiers and horses, roughly estimated to be tens of thousands of people. These Song soldiers appeared in front of everyone in the blink of an eye, as if they had emerged from the ground.

The patrolling Liao soldiers were so shocked that their jaws almost dropped to the ground. Their faces turned pale, and their eyes were filled with fear and disbelief. They subconsciously pulled the reins of their horses tightly, trying to stop the horses. Then, they turned their horses around in a panic and fled madly in the direction they came from.

"What happened just now? Why did tens of thousands of Song soldiers suddenly appear?" someone shouted in horror.

"Could it be that they have been hiding here before? But there is not even a blade of grass nearby. Where could they hide?" another person asked breathlessly while running away desperately.

"Don't worry about it. Go back and report this situation to your superiors first!" the patrol captain shouted anxiously.

This group of frightened Liao soldiers did not have time to think too much. They whipped the horses under their crotch with whips and kept shouting, trying to make the horses run faster. They only regretted that they were born with two more legs and wished they could fly back to the camp immediately.

A huge noise came from behind. The Liao patrol soldier had just run a few steps when suddenly, several bloody holes appeared on his body. He groaned and fell to the ground with confusion in his eyes.

While still breathing hard, he struggled to look back.

I saw several soldiers holding something like a fire stick in their hands, aiming straight ahead.

A strange way of appearing, coupled with strange weapons.

Several people couldn't help but speculate: "Heavenly soldiers and generals?"

Seeing this, Lan Yu couldn't help but curse: "Damn it, you really scared me just now! How dare a few Liao soldiers charge at the thousands of troops behind me? If I really let you little minions get away, I will become a laughing stock and be ridiculed by everyone in the future!"

Zhu Ming at the side smiled and said softly, "To be honest, even I was shocked just now. But it doesn't matter, we have just successfully sent Lao Zhao and his men over. In my opinion, they have probably already rushed into the enemy camp. If we lead the army to charge over immediately, we may be able to take the opportunity to gain some military merits."

Hearing this, Lan Yu immediately clasped his fists and thanked him, "Thank you, King Potato, for reminding me! Emperor Song is really something. He is already an emperor, but he still has to charge into battle. Don't let anything go wrong. Brothers, speed up, lest something happens to Emperor Song!"

Never mention any achievements.

The army set off, and Zhu Ming was also in action. His figure flashed and disappeared without a trace again in an instant.

Not long after, tens of thousands of soldiers were teleported to another direction by him.

At this moment, Yelu Xizhen's face was full of grief and anger.

Recalling that not long ago, they had just defeated the Song army, and the morale of the entire army was high and they were excited.

Who would have expected that they would be attacked by surprise in their own camp.

He watched his soldiers falling down in large numbers like wheat being cut. Although it was not clear how great the losses would be in the end, judging from the current situation alone, it was likely that at least half of the more than 100,000 people here would be killed or wounded.

At this point, Yelu Xizhen knew that continuing to fight would only lead to more unnecessary sacrifices. In desperation, he had to grit his teeth, issue an order to retreat, and hurriedly fled with the remaining men.

Before he ran far, Yelu Xizhen suddenly saw a large and fierce army emerging from the sky and earth in front of him on the left.

Yelu Xizhen was delighted: "Great, reinforcements are coming!"

At this moment, reinforcements must be appearing.

Although he didn't know who was leading the group, Yelu Xizhen said in his heart, no matter who it was, he would be given plenty of wine and meat soon and he would be his real father in the future.

Not long after, a soldier with amazing eyesight said with a changed expression: "My lord, something seems to be wrong!"

"What's wrong?" Yelu Xizhen asked puzzledly.

"Look at the flag. It doesn't look like the flag of the Liao Dynasty, nor does it look like the flag of the Song Dynasty. It looks a bit like the 'Yanhuang' flag that appeared in the military camp just now."

Yelu Xizhen was shocked: "Are you sure you didn't see it wrong?"

"I am sure it is not the flag of Liao."

The army in the distance was getting closer and closer, and many sharpshooters had already seen the shining flag.

His expression changed drastically.

Yelu Xizhen is good at archery and has decent eyesight.

Without anyone reminding him again, he saw the flag.

Suddenly, he felt like his soul was about to fly away. He murmured to himself in horror, "What on earth is going on? Where are the spies patrolling in that direction? Could it be that all the spies I carefully selected to patrol and guard are spies of the Song State?"

At this moment, several of the soldiers around him shouted in panic: "The enemy is coming so fiercely, my king, please run quickly!"

Yelu Xizhen had no time to care about the remaining subordinates. Without saying a word, he immediately changed the direction of his escape and fled in a panic with only a few personal guards, in an extremely embarrassing manner.

Old Zhao, who had been closely watching the Liao generals' every move, saw Yelu Xizhen start to flee, so he made a prompt decision and immediately got on his motorcycle and stepped on the accelerator to chase after him without hesitation.

Seeing this, Zhenguan Li Jing turned around and told Yuchi Gong, "Captain Yuchi, take two people with you to support Emperor Song. Don't let anything go wrong or happen to Emperor Song."

Upon hearing this, Yuchi Gong clasped his fists and said without hesitation: "I obey your command!"

After saying that, he quickly found a motorcycle, stepped on the accelerator, and the motorcycle sped away like an arrow.

At this time, Lao Zhao stared closely at Yelu Xizhen who was desperately running away not far ahead, with a trace of regret on his face. He muttered to himself: "Oh, what a pity! This guy is riding a warhorse. It would be great if he had a slow donkey cart instead. In this way, maybe there will be a donkey cart drifting expert in the Liao Kingdom..."

Yelu Xizhen looked back nervously from time to time, and saw a man riding a strange-shaped object that he had never seen before, chasing him at a high speed in the distance.

The speed is astonishing.

Yelu Xizhen was startled, and hurriedly shouted to the few trusted soldiers around him: "You guys, go and stop this man! Don't let him get any closer!"

Upon hearing this, the guards responded in unison: "Don't worry, my king. We will do our best to stop them!"

After saying that, they turned their horses around without hesitation and galloped towards Lao Zhao.

At the same time, they all pulled the bows in their hands to their full potential, with the arrows pointed directly at Lao Zhao.

When Old Zhao saw this, his expression changed slightly.

Faced with so many sharp arrows ready to be fired, one’s life could be in danger if one is not careful.

However, Lao Zhao did not back down. Instead, he suddenly had an idea and began to perform various thrilling juggling moves with the help of the motorcycle. He was so skilled in his moves that Ah San had to call him "Big Brother".

As for Lao Zhao's shooting skills, it can basically be said that it is all based on luck.

If they were to bypass these personal soldiers and continue chasing Yelu Xizhen ahead, it would be difficult to find him if Yelu Xizhen took the opportunity to hide in the dense woods.

Thinking of this, Lao Zhao made up his mind, stepped on the accelerator, and decided to rush directly towards the soldiers. Relying on his excellent skills and powerful strength, he would take them down with his iron fist in one fell swoop.

Lao Zhao is still quite confident in his own strength.

At this moment, a loud shout suddenly came from behind: "Emperor Song, be careful, I, Yuchi Jingde, am here to help!"

When Old Zhao heard the sound, he hurriedly looked back and couldn't help feeling happy.

The man who came was none other than Yuchi Jingde, a fierce general of the Tang Dynasty who rushed to the scene at full speed!
Even though Lao Zhao didn't know much about Yuchi Jingde, a famous figure in history, he knew him well.
"Hahahaha, General Yuchi came at the right time! General Yuchi will take care of these minions. I will go hunt down Yelu Xizhen myself and avenge those tragically killed soldiers of the Song Dynasty with my own hands!" Zhao Kuangyin laughed out loud.

Yuchi Jingde also laughed heartily: "Emperor Song, don't worry, I will leave these guys to Yuchi!"

With the help of Yuchi Jingde, Zhao Kuangyin stared at Yelu Xizhen who was about to disappear from his sight, twisted his right hand to the bottom, and the motorcycle rushed out.

Those bodyguards wanted to stop them.

Yuchi Jingde snorted coldly, stepped on the accelerator suddenly, and the motorcycle under him rushed out like an arrow.

At the same time, he quickly pulled out the spear from his back and held it in one hand.

There was a loud "bang" and a soldier was knocked off his horse by the powerful impact.

Yuchi Jingde seized the opportunity, jumped nimbly from the motorcycle, and landed steadily on the back of a war horse.

After all, shooting while riding on a motorcycle is easily affected by bumps and vibrations, and is far less convenient than riding on a warhorse.

Unlike Zhao Kuangyin, the generals of the Allied Forces of Ten Thousand Dynasties, even if they were not as skilled as gods in shooting, had to at least be able to pass the test.

Moreover, even if they were used to using guns, each general would carry cold weapons and be ready for hand-to-hand combat at any time.

Several of the personal soldiers were good at martial arts, but they were no match for Yuchi Jingde.

After a few rounds, they all fell to the ground.

After dealing with these personal soldiers, Yuchi Jingde pulled the reins and stopped the warhorse under his crotch. He looked down at the motorcycle beside him and was in a dilemma: "Damn it, should I continue to chase on horseback, or change to riding this motorcycle? Although this motorcycle is fast, it is indeed not very convenient to control; but if I ride a horse, I am afraid I can't catch up..." (End of this chapter)