Martial arts: I, Yang Guo, really only know a little bit of martial arts

As the commander thought.

That night Yang Guo retreated all over his body.

In the next few days, night raids were frequently launched.

Once night falls.

The entire food transportation team was panicked, and the atmosphere became more and more depressing.

These more than 1000 soldiers are like a group of lambs waiting to be slaughtered, they can only be slaughtered.

As a result, the speed of the march became slower and slower.

Caught in a vicious circle.

late at night.

The autumn wind was cold, like a bone-scraping steel knife, looking at the elegant figure who moved vigorously and drew the sword fiercely and swiftly.

The Yang Guo soldiers felt a chill in their hearts, feeling invincible.

Another dozen or so soldiers who had no fighting spirit were dealt with by Yang Guo with his sword in hand.

This caused Yang Guo, who had wandered around many soldiers, to suffer a stroke.

There is an illusion that you can take the enemy's head among thousands of troops.

Of course, this is just an illusion, Yang Guo is not so inflated.

It's important to see yourself clearly.

While his internal strength was still full, Yang Guo suppressed the external injuries falling on his body, and prepared to retreat with the Nine Yin Manual of Healing Wounds.

Wait for the wound to heal, and then play again.

Yang Guo has never lacked such things as vigilance.

It just depends on whether Yang Guo wants to use it or not.

The Commander-in-Chief stared fixedly at Yang Guo's back as he left gracefully again, and gritted his steel teeth.

"My lord, this strongman frequently attacks at night. Recently, some soldiers have always taken advantage of the chaos to escape. The humble officer thinks that if this continues, the food escorted by our army may not reach the Chinese army."

Listening to the words of his brains, the commander's eyes were filled with anger, and his veins twitched violently.

He doesn't understand.

Why is Yang Guo's eyesight still so good and his actions so fast in the dark night?

Why Yang Guo was injured every time, but when we met, his injury was mostly healed.

There are so many things in Yang Guo.

Unheard of, unseen things.

This old veteran who became commander in chief by virtue of his qualifications was very confused, and even a little scared.

"Military Master, although I can fight that strong man hand to hand, if he insists on running away, I will be far behind.

How can this be good..."

Thinking of the consequences of the failure of this grain shipment.

The cold sweat on the commander's back couldn't stop breaking out, and the worry between his brows became more intense.

The military master stroked his chin, gently swaying the feather fan in his hand, and the dark night was reflected in his vicissitudes of life.

It's been a long time.

"My lord, I think it's better for us to divide the food into two or three teams."

"Oh, what's the meaning of this." The commander-in-chief showed a look of surprise in his eyes.

The military master god was there, and he looked like he was holding a wisdom pearl, and replied:
"Although that strongman has high martial arts skills, there is only one person after all. If we separate the soldiers and horses, we must be unable to compete with him.

And even if we lose a team of soldiers, horses and food, we can still deliver most of the food.

Although such an adult may be punished, he has completed the task of transporting food, so it should be fine. "

Hearing the military division's words, the commander-in-chief smiled happily.

He embraced the gentle and gentle military adviser who looked like a teacher, and laughed loudly: "Hahaha... the military teacher is still smart, the military teacher is still smart!"

After thinking of the answer, the commander immediately began to make arrangements.

Hanging far behind, Yang Guo, who was recovering from his injuries, was somewhat surprised when he saw this scene.

I saw that the original food transportation team of more than 4000 people was quickly divided into two teams.

The first team went south along the original route, which was Yang Guo's Chinese army camp.

The other team ran southeast.

"I met a smart man."

Yang Guo's expression was still indifferent, and he let out a breath of foul air slowly.

The night wind blew through his long hair, bringing a dazzling white.

...

...

Two days later.

Jiang Guodu outside.

late at night.

A blurry figure flitted quickly from the scorched black mountain forest.

Yang Guo raised his head, and saw the ancient capital city that had been through many wars.

At this time, on the crenel on the city wall, a number of soldiers with tired expressions clenched their spears tightly, staring numbly at the dark camp of Yang Guozhong's army in the distance.

These people have been fighting for half a year.

They are all soldiers of a hundred battles, and if they survive, each one is a precious seed.

The premise is...

can survive.

Yang Guo was extremely fast, carrying the smell of blood, he quickly swept away.

According to what Prince Longyang said a few days ago.

Yang Guo detoured to the north of the city, which was the only direction Yang Guo didn't send troops to surround.

Obviously this is a common method of enclosing three and one.

It is to let the people in the city who want to survive escape from the north of the city, so that Jiang Ducheng's army will be unstable.

As for whether a trap was set in the north of the city, only those who escaped would know.

And the defenders on the city wall were horrified when they saw a black shadow approaching quickly.

Just as he was about to shoot a bow and arrow, he was stopped by a woman in red beside him.

Then a hemp rope was thrown from the wall, and it just landed on Yang Guo's palm.

"Little brother, come up quickly."

Yang Guo grabbed the rope, his inner strength surged, he borrowed the strength from his arms, bowed his body down, stepped on the city wall and jumped onto the top of the wall.

"Thank you, Miss Hong."

"Our relationship... No, why do you still have gray hair after you go out?"

The red lady got closer, only then did she notice that there was a touch of white hair in Yang Guo's long black hair.

Yang Guo was slightly taken aback, but didn't think much, just replied: "These are just trivial matters, I'm going to see the prince, do you know..."

"No need, Gu has arrived."

Yang Guo turned around.

He saw a young man with a tall and straight figure, dressed in silver dragon and black armor, with a king's sword on his waist, walking towards him.

He didn't seem to have rested well, and there was a lot of tiredness on his face.

"I have seen His Royal Highness."

Everyone was about to salute, but they saw Long Yang waving his hands, saying that these are just hypocrisy, don't be so coy.

"Since you're back, Yang Shaoxia, you should take a good rest first. When it's dawn later, come to the lonely military tent with Red Lady, and we'll talk about it in detail."

Long Yang spoke concisely, and after finishing speaking, he walked down the wall and walked to the military camp under the city wall.

Yang Guo nodded, looked at the red lady, only then realized that she was staring at him with a strange expression.

"Sister Hong, why are you staring at me like that?"

The red lady shook her head, stretched out her white palm and patted Yang Guo's shoulder, and said earnestly:

"Little brother, don't blame my sister for not reminding you. If you hold back like this, you are probably going to fall into the devil's way. Be careful, don't narrow the road."

talking.

Before Yang Guo could reply, Hong Niangzi followed Long Yang in front.

Only Yang Guo was left standing there.

In fact, there is no need for the red lady to say.

Yang Guo also found that something was wrong with him recently.

Yang Guo always felt that he killed too many people and became numb.

And actually.

Yang Guo subconsciously wanted to keep himself busy and not think about Xiaolongnv...

As if in this way, she would be safe and sound.

This is called self-deception.

Plop, plop, plop...

Listening to the sound of the beating heart getting stronger.

Yang Guo suddenly felt a tightness in his chest, his throat was sweet, and blood splattered from the corner of his mouth.

"Yang Shaoxia, His Royal Highness is calling you." A soldier shouted softly.

Yang Guo managed to come back to his senses.

A look up.

Only then did I realize that at some point, the eastern sky became paler.

Time quietly came to morning.