We have fought to the Arctic Circle, and you want me to inherit the throne?

The personal soldier only felt a huge force coming from his hands, without feeling any pain at all, and his body flew lightly into the air.

The last thing he saw before he lost consciousness was the heat waves rising around him, explosions rang out one after another, and his companions rose into the air one after another.

Yelu He was also hit by the grenade.

Fortunately, when the guard showed him the grenade, there was another guard between them.

The impact of the explosion did not directly affect Yelu He, but he still could not avoid the large number of flying iron pieces, and a considerable part of them penetrated into his flesh.

Yelu He tightly grasped the reins of the frightened warhorse, his upper body covered in blood and flesh, and looked at the smoke-filled battlefield in confusion.

Grenades exploded in the crowd like thunderclaps out of nowhere, stirring up flowers of blood.

The huge explosion startled the Khitan war horses, and the frightened horses ran around in panic, causing a large number of Khitan cavalry to be thrown off their horses and then trampled by horses' hooves.

For a moment, screams, explosions, and roars were heard everywhere.

"What is that thing? What do the Qing people use?" Yelu He muttered to himself as if he had lost his soul.

Yelu He had also seen firearms. Whether fighting against the Qing army or the former Huan army, the other side had used firearms.

But no one told him that firearms had such devastating power!

"General, don't delay, let's go!" The surviving guards hurried forward and shouted loudly, trying to call him back to reality.

** would naturally not give the Khitans a chance to react.

Each soldier carried two or three grenades, and the ones just thrown out were only the first batch.

After the first round of explosions, the second round of grenades had already fallen from the air to the ground.

There was another series of explosions, and the Khitan cavalry in the front were almost wiped out, while the cavalry coming from behind could not stop their horses and crashed heavily into their companions.

There was no need to throw a third wave of grenades. The Khitan Wolf Cavalry, which once dominated the north, completely collapsed in just a few moments.

"Miss, it's time!"

**zhi looked at Yang Xuan beside him, who nodded slightly, crossed his hands and drew a goose-feather knife from his waist.

"Cavalry, follow me and kill!" After a delicate shout, Yang Xuan took the lead in riding his horse and rushed out with two swords in hand.

The cavalry of the National Protection Army behind him felt their blood boiling, and some raised their lances, some drew their sabers at their waists, and rushed forward closely following Yang Xuan.

The grenade made such a loud noise that the Khitan cavalry's horses were basically scared to death and completely ignored the riders' orders.

However, the horses of the National Protection Army were all safe and sound.

That's because Li Che placed the Horse Inspection Office, which was responsible for housing the war horses, outside the city, near the Gunpowder Office.

The Gunpowder Department tested gunpowder every few days, and the Fengtian Army's war horses had long been accustomed to the sound of explosions and were no longer afraid of grenades.

As for why the court sent Si Cheng, Li Che was still able to control the power of horse administration.

It’s very simple, just deal with that Si Cheng.

Li Che was a civilized man. He didn't beat him or scold him. He just arranged him to live next to a group of criminal army generals such as Wang Sanchun.

Living next to a group of vicious criminals who had turned good every day made Si Cheng live in fear all day long, and finally he expressed his desire to surrender to Li Che in tears.

There were not many cavalrymen in the National Protection Army, only about 1,500, and their horses were not as good as those in the cavalry battalion.

But by this time, the Khitan cavalry had already completely collapsed, a mess like a pile of loose sand. The National Protection Army, with its powerful generals Yang Xuan, Jie An, Jie Quan, and Jie Ming, was instantly pierced through. The Khitans howled in agony, and blood flowed like a river.

** Zhi looked at the stunned Mohe leaders behind him and said calmly, "Victory is already decided. Are you still unwilling to attack?"

There was an undeniable threat in his tone.

Many leaders felt a chill rising from the base of their tails to the tip of their heads. People are always afraid of unknown things.

Weapons like grenades were completely beyond the understanding of these Mohe people, eliminating any last bit of their dissatisfaction with the Fengtian Army.

The leaders no longer hesitated and led their troops into battle personally. Tens of thousands of Mohe cavalrymen rushed forward and surrounded the Khitan army from all directions.

At this point in the battle, there was no need for any rules. The Khitan cavalry had no intention of resisting at all, and they didn't even try to dodge when the swords were cut to their necks.

Yelu He was running in the front, with the mountains and plains behind him filled with Khitan defeated soldiers, and behind them were the National Protection Army cavalry chasing closely.

The soldiers of the National Protection Army had a great time killing. Although they had won many battles under Yang Zhongsi before, those were won at the cost of their lives.

And what about this battle?

The National Protection Army suffered almost no casualties. Apart from some casualties caused by the first wave of arrows from the Khitan cavalry, the rest was a one-sided massacre.

Under the protection of his personal guards, Yelu He fled on horseback for four or five miles without stopping until he returned to Xiangping City.

At this moment, Yelu He finally came to his senses a little. With the help of his personal soldiers, he climbed up the city wall and looked outside the city.

In the wilderness outside the city, the defeated soldiers were densely packed, with flags toppled all over the place, a horrific sight.

"Quick, gather the remaining soldiers and prepare to defend the city." Yelu He gasped.

The personal soldier looked into the distance with a pale face and said with difficulty: "General, I'm afraid it's too late."

Yelu He followed the gaze of his personal guard and saw that a flag with the word "Feng" was flying on a small hill in the distance, and the Fengtian soldiers in black clothes and armor were still at the gate of the city.

Under the commander's flag, the gaze of a man in a long robe was as calm as water.

Yelu He slowly closed his eyes in pain and squeezed out a few words from between his teeth: "Close the city gate!"

The heavy city gate slowly closed, but there were still quite a number of Khitan remnants outside the gate who had not entered the city.

Yelu He could not care less. The remaining Khitan soldiers and the pursuers were already entangled together. If the city gates were not closed, the remaining soldiers would gather more and more, and by then it would be impossible to close the gates.

The generals understood the truth, but the soldiers did not. In their opinion, they had been abandoned by Yelu He.

The remaining soldiers who failed to enter Xiangping City stood under the city wall and cursed Yelu He, while more people turned around to face the Fengtian Army that was chasing them, knelt on the ground and gave the French military salute.

** ordered all departments to restrain their soldiers and not to harm those who surrendered, to put the surrendered Khitan soldiers under centralized custody, and to mobilize troops to complete the siege of Xiangping City.

Half an hour later, Xiangping City was completely blocked by the National Protection Army.

Yelu He endured the pain of his injuries and took stock of the battle losses.

Then they discovered in despair that only 3,000 defeated soldiers had fled back. Including the 5,000 soldiers left in the city, there were less than 10,000 soldiers available to defend the city.

The National Protection Army suffered almost no casualties and still had 20,000 men.

If Yelu He had not seen the grenade, he would still dare to defend. After all, the offensive and defensive advantages cannot be covered up by the difference in troop strength.

But after seeing the grenade, Yelu He completely gave up the intention of holding out. He immediately ordered the recruitment of brave warriors to break out and ask for reinforcements from various Khitan tribes.

The ** outside the city waved his hand and ordered to strictly guard the east, west and north directions, and let anyone who broke out to the south pass.