Great Sui Guoshi

So far, the tribal armies going south from all walks of life have seldom won, and the defeats have been mediocre, so he had to use all the tribe's 8000 troops to find this place, which is the weakest line of defense of the Sui army. However, the opposite Sui general The [-] soldiers he led dragged his [-] troops for several days, losing more than [-] troops.

After finally grinding the opponent down to less than a thousand, they encountered such a strange two-hundred battle formation again.

But, no matter what, he will go south to Chang'an and tell the new emperor of the Southern Dynasty that the Turks are still there, and Sabolo is still there!

"Ignore them, go south!"

Following Sabolo's order, the cavalry was ordered to fly along the large and small military formations holding the flag, and shot the arrows with their bows. Soon, the Turkic Central Army blew the horn.

woohoo~~~

The two cavalrymen who had stagnated in front of the two hundred battle formations turned their horses around, turned around like two torrents, went around the reef in the middle, and headed south.

The horseshoes shook the ground. Qu Yuanfeng stood in the formation and looked at the Turkic cavalry rushing around on both sides. He grinned and laughed suddenly. He turned his head and shouted at the surrounding soldiers: "How did I practice in the past?"

The hand holding the command flag waved: "Change!"

These are the 200 people he brought from Chang'an. They have been practicing with the Fenglin Volcano Formation. I dare not say they are handy, but as soon as the order is issued, the footsteps of one after another figures are heard densely, and they move quickly. , to separate the Yin and Yang gossip of heaven and earth.

"The yin and yang of the universe invade like fire!"

Qu Yuanfeng gathered all his mana, and let the flag pass through the sun from his hands. The moment the earthy yellow color faded, the red light of the flames lit up, and the Yin-Yang array of heaven and earth under it spun and spread out. The eyes of two hundred soldiers were red, and one of them was holding a spear Then he took a step forward and opened his clenched teeth.

Roaring: "Kill—"

"kill!"

The 200 people roared and shouted, and the continuous sound of hoofbeats sounded, one after another figure swam away like two fishes, without any restraint, violently slammed into the Turkic cavalry who were heading south on both sides.

"Ahhh-"

The galloping soldiers pierced the chest of the galloping horse with their spears, and the blood splashed. The galloping horses carried the knights above them and fell to the ground with a mournful tumbling. He slammed into another galloping horse with a bang, and with the sound of flesh and blood cracking, he fell to the ground together with the Turkic cavalry on the horseback mountain, and the entangled body disappeared under countless tumbling horseshoes in an instant.

The sudden offensive stunned the Turkic cavalry who had been going around this side for a moment, and then they were overjoyed. They blew their horns to change direction, and made a roundabout attack from behind with their bows.

Qu Yuanfeng's body was blessed by the 'fire' array, his eyes were red and hot, he turned his head sideways, and the long spear in his hand was thrown out suddenly, over the heads of the soldiers under his command, and plunged into the chest of a Turkic cavalry who turned around from behind.

Without looking at the figure of the falling horse, he waved the command flag.

"The green trees become forests!"

The soldiers who wandered away seemed to be able to feel the words of the general in their ears. They chopped off the heads of the enemies in front of them, and quickly drew up their lines. The spears were densely packed in a circle and bloomed in all directions, and they put up their battles again.

Sha Bolue, who was watching the battle from a distance, flicked his whip violently, urged the horse to walk back and forth, cursed loudly in Turkic, and once again gave way to Buli, Datou Khan's cavalry, and left the two hundred Sui people there. Just pack the infantry.

The mighty [-] infantry advanced with the sound of the horn, while Qu Yuanfeng waved the flag again.

"There is a limit to advancing and retreating, and it is as fast as the wind!"

The wind blows across the field, and there are less than 200 people in the battle formation. The wind is blowing under the soldiers' feet, and the armor is rattling. They hold their weapons and maintain a tight formation. They march quickly to the south. Launch an attack, fight for a while, shrink back and walk away, rushing out of the encirclement of the Turkic Qingqi, not giving the opponent's pawns a chance to approach.

Even with the help of the magic circle to fight against the enemy, the number of 200 soldiers was finally reduced. On the day of the delaying offensive, from morning to dusk, the number of 170 soldiers dropped to [-]. After night fell, the Turkic cavalry left a thousand corpses and retreated back to the original area. Camp and rest.

In the early morning of the next day, the Turkic Khan Sabolo advanced again, this time surrounded by cavalry in a circle to stop the 170 Sui soldiers. The Turkic infantry approached the battlefield this time. , Qu Yuanfeng was trapped in the crowd several times, relying on the maintenance of a magic circle to break through from the edge, while defending against cavalry harassment, while maintaining the formation and retreating slowly.

On the night of the third day, the two sides stopped attacking again. Qu Yuanfeng lit the bonfire, bit off the dry and hard pancake, and watched the flickering fire. Now there were only one hundred and five people around him. Relying on the thought of reinforcements on the way, It can barely maintain morale.

"...I can't retreat." He stared at the flames and murmured softly, and the soldiers around him didn't speak, they sat together quietly, bandaged their wounds, and ate dry food.

On the hillside in the distance, Sha Bo, who was observing all this, slightly kicked away a stone under his feet, raised his cloak, turned away and got on his horse.

"The cavalry go first. In addition, I don't believe that the high priest of the noisy team will come, and I can't break this group of Sui people!!"

One hundred thousand soldiers marched south and were stopped by 200 people for three days. If they didn't kill these people, how could he still have prestige?

At the same time as the military order followed the fast horses to the distance, under the darkness of night, Daxi Changru, who had fled away, had already arrived at the nearest city. The horse kept passing to all parties.

In the dark night, the mountains in the distance lighted up one after another, frantically conveying towards Chang'an in the south, and it was already early in the morning and late at night when they arrived at Beizhu Mountain.

"Sha Bolue led [-] Turkic troops to the south!"

Chapter 329 The White Wolf God

The golden morning light melted into Qingming, spread from the city to row upon row of houses and buildings, shone into the windows of the mansion in the distance, and sprinkled on the desks with open pages.

oh... oh oh ang—

The rooster crowed loudly, and the Min Mansion gradually became bustling with loud voices. A woman in a long skirt dragging the floor led a maid with porridge and cakes through the promenade, passed the crescent gate, and saw the old tree in the other courtyard from a distance. The scholar set up the easel and touched up the brush to paint.

"Master Lu."

Min Yuerou took the tray from the maidservant, carried it over in person with lotus steps, and put it on the stone table. She turned her head to look at the spread out picture scroll. There was a camphor tree standing upright with luxuriant branches and leaves. Mottled down, close your eyes and read.

Can't help but ask: "Mr. Lu, this is Mr. Shu Hua."

Lu Liangsheng nodded. When the old man was alive, this young lady of the Min Mansion had also met her before, and her words were nothing more than a pretext.

Sure enough, Min Yuerou suddenly came over with wide-eyed smiles, stood opposite the easel, raised her arms flat, turned away on the spot, and the hem of her skirt swirled and spread out in the wind.

"Well, can you draw me a picture? I want to see what it looks like on paper."

"Ah....."

Lu Liangsheng laughed softly, finished the last stroke of the portrait of his mentor, and laid a blank scroll again.

"Then you stand still."

"Ok!"

Min Yuerou folded her arms, pursed her lips into a smile, her fingers intertwined and hung in front of her belly, leaning forward slightly, like a slight blessing.

The wind blew over the camphor tree, and the branches and leaves swayed.

The sun shone through the window lattice, and Taoist Toad, who walked out of the bookshelf, stretched his waist, kicked Wang Banyan who was still sound asleep, got off the end of the bed, hopped on his short legs, climbed onto the leg of the desk, and struggled to climb up, shaking. The dense pimples on the back, humming a ditty, walked to the window frame and coiled into a lump.

"Wake up early this morning, no one can be leisurely... This old man is the most leisurely..."

He stayed where he was, and moved his limbs in one direction. Taoist Toad hummed a tune, looked at the apprentice sitting outside in front of the easel, and the woman standing opposite and kept her posture still, and continued humming.

"...And my good student, who was born with peach blossoms...that woman...is not a good family at first sight, ah bah...it looks like a long-haired girl at first glance... Lover girl~~~"

After basking in the sun for a while, I closed my eyelids and stopped looking at the men and women over there.

... As long as you don't go to the northwest and don't run into that white wolf, isn't it good to live a leisurely life?

Outside the window, amidst the rustling of camphor tree branches and leaves, Lu Liangsheng looked at the woman with affectionate eyes, and cast his eyes away from the painting. The tip of the pen outlined the old camphor tree, with a slender figure, a long skirt stroking, lightly embellished, strands of blue hair pulled high, and a bun A golden hairpin and jade beads are inserted on the head. In the rear house, the window lattice is open, and there are bookshelves and long paintings.

Half an hour later, Lu Liangsheng put down the last stroke, and blew lightly on the painting,

In an instant, a gust of wind blew, and not far from Min Yuerou, a woman's figure appeared out of thin air, and in the sunlight, she flew towards Lu Liangsheng from afar.

The woman in the painting came out, causing Min Yuerou to cover her mouth and watch this scene in amazement.

"Mr. Lu...is the me drawn alive?"

Subconsciously, she reached out to touch it, but the 'Min Yuerou' in the painting on the other side quickly moved back, her expression was lifelike, and she couldn't tell if it was real or not.

"Good life!"

At this moment, Min Changwen's voice suddenly sounded outside the Crescent Gate. Here, Lu Liangsheng put down his pen and got up, and saw the old man in an official robe with a hurried look, and walked into the other courtyard quickly.

Lu Liangsheng looked at him, he should have rushed back after the morning court, he didn't even have time to go to the backyard to change his official robes, thinking about it, he went up to meet him and raised his hands.

"My lord, what's the matter?"

The illusion over there disappeared, and Min Yuerou also restrained her smile and stepped forward, giving her father a blessing: "Father, what happened, go sit down over there and talk slowly."

Min Changwen walked to the stone bench and sat down, heaved a sigh of relief, and said.

"There was an accident in the war in the north..."

As soon as these words came out, Taoist Toad, who was basking in the sun on the window lattice, suddenly opened his eyelids, raised his upper body slightly to listen, and after a while, the words behind Min Changwen came over.

"...The Great Turkic Khan Saboloe personally led a hundred thousand soldiers from his headquarters to the south. The places where we fought in the Sui Dynasty were just his cover. When he found the place where Daxi and Changru were guarding, only 200 of the [-] soldiers remained, and only [-] of them were left before he broke out. There were many wars along the way, and the second prince had led [-] soldiers from Gyeonggi to rescue... ..”

While the old man was talking, he didn't notice that the scholar who was standing quietly listening had turned around and left. He walked into the room calmly, took the bookshelf and put it at the door.

The father and daughter over there did not react until they heard the neighing and hooves of the donkey. Min Yuerou hurriedly asked, "Mr. Lu, what are you doing?"

"It's nothing, I just delayed here for a while, it's time to go out."

Putting the old donkey's back on the bookshelf, Lu Liangsheng replied calmly, took the master from the window frame, put it into the small door of the cubicle, and whispered: "Master, fasten the rope."

Then he took the rein and bid farewell to the old man. Before Min Changwen and Min Yuerou could speak, he disappeared outside the Crescent Moon Gate in the blink of an eye.

"Father, where is Mr. Lu going?"

The woman held up her skirt and chased for a few steps, but there was no one in sight. She turned her head and looked anxiously at her father under the camphor tree. The old man sighed, sat back on the stone bench, and looked up to the north.

"He is going to the north. My father thought that there would be no accidents in the war, so he forced him to stay here for a while. Alas, it seems to be my father's fault."

The battle in the north changed suddenly, and the old man only found out about it this morning, and now the news has spread in the city, like an electric arc spreading continuously.

In the mansion with the word "Yuwen" written on the door plaque, Yu Wentuo, who has always been calm, accidentally broke the vase. Looking at the fragments on the ground, he was very anxious. He stopped in the middle of the courtyard.

Lu Liangsheng's voice faintly sounded in his ears.

"You belong to the royal family of the previous dynasty. Without the emperor's order, you can't move lightly. You will only cause trouble! Where is Yuanfeng, go there personally as a teacher."

It didn't take a while for Fa Yin to fall into his ears, Yu Wentuo calmed down, clenched his teeth, and slowly relaxed, stood for a while, and then went back into the room, the Fa sword slapped the table, looking at the bright morning sun outside the house, there was another heavy slap .

'I hope the younger brother is fine. '

......

The sun streaked across the clouds and extended to the north, and the clouds looked down. Turkic cavalry rolled up smoke and rushed to the south. A small group of Sui people made the final encirclement.

Sha Boluo urged his horse to stand on the top of the hillside, and the group of Sui people in the distance, now less than a hundred, still stubbornly tried to hold him back.

"Shaman High Priest, do you see that these Sui people used sorcery?"

Beside him, a World War I black war horse hoofed forward slowly. On the horse's back, a man in a robe of patchwork of animal skins, with a beard, and eagle-like eyes stared at the direction the Great Khan was looking at.

"Khan doesn't have to worry about the cultivators of the Southern Dynasties. Under the White Wolf God, he is no match."

3 Chapter Thirty

woo~~

woohoo-

The desolate bullhorn continued to resound through the sky, and the 97 people gathered in the formation were already exhausted. Qu Yuanfeng held the split nail leaf on his shoulder, and the blood that flowed out had already congealed into a layer of blood stains.

hoo hoo...

He was panting heavily, he had heard about Master using phantom formations to trap [-] soldiers from Nanchen, but he really did it, especially when facing the overwhelming sea of ​​soldiers, he finally felt powerless.

"Mountain!"

The encircled Turkic infantry approached with their shields up, densely packed spears pierced through the gap between the shields, and violently attacked the small formation composed of 97 men under his command. In the formation of blessed mana, the khaki magic light flickered frantically, transforming Go to the shields of Qu Yuanfeng's soldiers to offset the impact of the stabs again and again, like a crumbling reef in the tide of the ocean.

The Turkic cavalry surrounded on both sides drew their bows from time to time and shot a few arrows to harass them. They fell into the small formation. Roaring hysterically, he smashed wildly with the spears stabbing him from the opposite side.

Qu Yuanfeng deflected the flying arrow with a bang, dragged his spear and looked at the Turkic infantry who kept charging and wielding knives. He looked at the distant hillside, and faintly felt the fluctuation of mana.

"They also have cultivators?"

The moment his thoughts drifted away, on the hillside, the shaman riding a black horse turned over and reached out to take the small drum inlaid with animal bones from a bystander. There was a human skull decoration in the middle of the drum. Looking at each other, the big beard opened, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth and smiled.

"The ascetics of the Central Plains...hehe..."

Laughing twice, he suddenly raised his face to look at the blue sky, above the sky, there were white clouds like fluff, and soon, a lot of dark clouds floated in, and the vision of countless people below gradually became gloomy, when he heard a hoarse voice screaming on the hillside.

"Grizzly—"

Boom!

The boring big hand slapped the big drum, and the wind roared, and the dust between the horseshoes and human feet flew into the sky, and then descended again, directly covering the 97 people below.

The gravel whimpered and roared with the sound of the wind, and many soldiers flew into the mouths, noses, eye sockets, and ears of gravel, and even breathing became extremely difficult, waving their palms to wipe away the blockage between the mouth and nose.

"Oops."

His vision was blocked, and Qu Yuanfeng knew that it was the Turkic ascetics over there who were casting spells, but he only knew how to use Fenglin Volcano, and it could only be effective on the soldiers under his command. The sudden change made him feel a little flustered, and turned around in the confusion Stabbed to death a Turkic man who wanted to sneak attack.

He tilted his head and yelled, "Rush out!"

With a wave of the flag with the left hand, the fading light on it flickered, and the word 'wind' was attached to the soldiers' legs and feet. When the 97 people heard Qu Yuanfeng's voice, they hurriedly ran southward again, brushing against the two soldiers that were about to encircle. The middle of the Turkic phalanx rushed past at an extremely fast speed.

However, the encirclement was complete, and the phalanx of Turkic infantry on both sides slashed at the more than 90 people in the middle with knives and guns. He didn't know where he flew, and he waved the command flag messily in a bun, blessing the remaining mana to the subordinates around him.