After traveling through time, I became Han Zhang’s grandson?

"kill--!"

"Get out here!"

Yelu Yaliguo was born into a Khitan noble family, and his family has always been one of the powerful pillars of the Liao military. After years of hard work, he also became the deputy director of the Xijing Road Liaison Office.

This trip south, I thought it would be a great achievement that could be accomplished easily, but who knew that we would end up in such a disadvantageous situation.

The valley entrance was only a few feet away, but the Song army was blocking the way like a natural moat.

Especially the enemy's main general, who was wearing a pitch-black beast armor and holding a heavy-looking spear. The black horse under his crotch was breathing heavily as it moved forward, and bursts of white air were rising from its nose.

Several attacks organized by Yelu Yaliguo were all blocked by one enemy. This scene frightened the Liao soldiers so much that they hesitated to move forward. He really looked like the "Tai Sui God on earth".

"The general's name is——!"

Yelu Yaliguo was well aware of the crisis at the moment. After attacking once or twice, he found that he had not shaken the defense line of the Song general in front. He could only grit his teeth, stand up, and prepare to lead the charge himself.

"Di Zi, the commander of the Tianwu Army of the Great Song Dynasty—! Who are you?!"

With the help of the previous counterattacks, Di Zi gradually gathered momentum. At this time, he was like Master Zhang San, with great power. The spear was across his chest, and a murderous aura filled the valley.

Yelu Yaliguo was no ordinary man. He immediately searched for this person's information in his mind and replied solemnly, "It turns out that this is the son of Duke Di Wuxiang. I am Yelu Yaliguo, the Deputy Governor of the Xijing Road Resident Division!"

Di Zi raised his head and chuckled: "Son of Yelu Dilie, descendant of a Liao general, not bad, not bad!"

"If that's the case, then stop talking nonsense and show us your true strength!"

A loud shout came from Di Zi in the air. He squeezed his horse's belly hard, straightened up, and the spear in his hand rushed towards Yelu Yaliguo, who had an ugly face, like a dragon emerging from the sea.

"Hey-!"

Yelu Yali did not dare to delay and swung the mace in his hand with all his strength.

"when--!"

"Om-!"

"..."

Under the gaze of countless pairs of eyes, the spear and the mace collided with each other at an unstoppable speed.

"boom--!"

A deafening roar echoed through the valley entrance, and Di Zi and Yelu Yaliguo were both knocked back by the recoil force.

The war horses under his crotch were forced to kneel on the ground by this terrifying force, but it seemed that both horses were of high quality, and they stood up automatically in just a breath.

"Not bad, not bad..." Di Zi could only repeat these two words over and over again to suppress his excitement.

Limited by his own talent in commanding troops, Di Erlang felt sorry that he had never been able to display his martial arts skills as a fierce general.

In addition, under the constraints of Han Ming and Di Liang, he could only fight the enemy by commanding the central army.

Such repression had not erupted until today. Compared to sitting in the back and scolding Fang Qiong, Di Zi loved fighting and killing on the battlefield the most.

What he yearned for was the way of the ancient brave generals who took the enemy's heads in the midst of thousands of troops, and what he longed for was the heroic spirit of one man standing alone against ten thousand.

Today's game allowed him to vent his anger and satisfy his desire to be a fierce general.

"Come again-!"

Yelu Yaliguo knew very well that if he could not suppress the opponent's momentum, then there would be no turning back from today's defeat!

“Come on, come on—!”

Di Zi let out a long roar towards the sky, and swung his spear so tightly that it was impenetrable to the wind, tilting it madly towards Yelu Yaliguo's head.

Seeing the bravery of their commander, the Song army was not willing to be outdone. They frantically fired arrows and rocks through obstacles such as chevaux de frise to block the Liao army's advance.

At the critical moment of life and death, the Liao army also burst out its potential and charged forward madly.

They had only one thought: if they couldn't die, they would rush to death!

Yelu Yaliguo gritted his teeth and tried his best to resist Di Zi's round after round of attacks.

Every time the weapons collided, sparks flew.

Although the Liao army behind and on the sides fought hard to charge, the Song army's defense was like a solid wall, making the Liao army soldiers' madness useless.

As the situation became tense, Yelu Yaliguo suddenly shouted, changed his tactics, and swung his mace towards Di Zi's waist in a cunning manner.

Di Zi was prepared. He dodged to the side and hit Yelu Yaliguo hard on the back with the barrel of his gun.

This kind of fighting style of mutual destruction made Yelu Yaliguo's eyes bloodshot. He turned his weapon hard and used a "Raise Fire to Burn the Sky" move to block Di Zi's spear.

"boom--!"

The roar of weapons clashing resounded across the battlefield again, but this time the two sides were no longer evenly matched.

Yelu Yaliguo stumbled backward, his horse and he fell back. A trail of blood spurted from the base of his hand, and a tingling sensation spread through his wrist and forearm.

"It's truly amazing power!"

Yelu Yali was amazed and kept looking at the majestic Di Zi. He actually saw through him an even more powerful figure - Di Wuxiang!

Both sides took a short break and exhaled a few breaths to relieve the dryness and coldness in their lungs caused by fighting in the cold winter wind.

At this moment, the sound of horse hooves could be heard, followed by several shouts: "Don't be afraid, General. We are here to support you!"

It turned out that the reinforcements of the Liao army had arrived, and the Song army was suddenly under great pressure. Seeing several cavalry units of varying sizes rushing towards them, Di Zi frowned, and his heart suddenly became filled with heroic spirit, without any fear at all.

He raised his rifle, raised his arm, and shouted, "My men, today is the day for us to achieve great things and make a name for ourselves!"

"Even if there are tens of thousands of people, what does it matter?! We will never retreat--!"

"Long live the Great Song!"

Di Zi's heart-wrenching roar shook the heavens and the earth. The blood of the Tianwu Army soldiers behind him boiled, their expressions were excited, and they kept tapping their chests and breastplates with their right hands.

As they knocked, they roared in unison: "Long live the Great Song!"

"Long live the Great Song Dynasty!"

"Long live the Great Song! Long live it! Long, long live it!"

"boom--!"

"..."

The morale of the Song army was greatly boosted and the defense became tighter, which made the Liao army soldiers feel uneasy.

Although Yelu Yaliguo took the opportunity to retreat back to the formation, he felt bitter in his heart when he saw the increasingly crazy Song army, and he couldn't help but have bad thoughts about this battle.

"As expected of a descendant of Duke Di Wuxiang, this Di Zi is truly formidable."

Siwandan Yuro of the Siwandan tribe, who was ordered to reinforce, had a look of admiration in his eyes.

"Reinforcements have arrived. Reorganize your forces as quickly as possible. Time is of the essence. Now is not the time to marvel at the enemy's prowess. Be careful not to end up with your entire army buried here!"

Yuling Yila, a member of the Yuling tribe, one of the eight Khitan tribes, had a look of determination as he watched Di Zi and the frenzied Song army trying to stop them from breaking out of the valley.

"Arm your troops in formation—!"

"charge--!"

Yelu Yaliguo took a deep breath and roared out orders. The Liao army continued to advance and launched a fierce charge towards the valley entrance.

Di Zi gripped his spear tightly and kept issuing various orders. The entire Song army was fully mobilized and continuously counterattacked the Liao army. A more brutal battle began.

"What should we do? With General Xiao Di in charge, this valley entrance is going to become a deadly place!"

Xiwandan Yuro looked at Yelu Yaliguo helplessly and asked.

Yelu Yaliguo gritted his teeth, his expression darkening: "The three of us will attack together and kill the enemy first. The morale of the Song army will naturally drop!"

Upon hearing this, Xiwandan Yuro and Yuling Yila couldn't help but look unhappy.

Siege?!

They were a little embarrassed, but looking at the fighting sounds in the valley and Di Zi who was like a god descending from heaven at the valley entrance, they could only nod dejectedly.

The next second, amidst the shock of the crowd and Di Zi's excitement, a battle recorded by later generations as the pinnacle of the "Fight of Generals" began.