Fantasia: The blind man at the beginning starts with playing the erhu

At night, the flames flickered in the wind, flickering on and off.

Occasionally, a gust of wind blows, rolling up a yellow cloud of smoke.

It whizzed by, and it was desolate.

In the dilapidated tent, there is a pile of weak firewood.

A fat rabbit and a pheasant were being roasted on the fire, and the strong smell of meat wafted from their nostrils.

There is only one person and one cow in the tent.

Li Pingan brought his own tent, and the other tents lived in three or five people.

Because of Lao Niu's huge body, only Li Pingan could barely squeeze in the tent.

Someone wanted to squeeze with Li Pingan, but Li Pingan said that there was no place in the tent.

The man just asked Li Pingan to take the cow out. Cows are animals, so they are not afraid of wind and sand.

Li Pingan said, "It's not a beast, it's a family member."

Under Li Pingan's control, the drizzle sword slowly flew onto the rabbit meat, and with a little force, the meat was separated from the meat.

After these days of practice, Li Pingan has been able to simply control Xiao Yujian to do some ordinary things.

It may take some time to just use the sword to injure people.

Fate: [Diligence can make up for one's weakness to achieve achievements, a little bit of success]

[When studying and practicing, the longer the time, the faster the practice speed will be obtained]

[Maximum increase from double to triple of normal practice speed]

The thought flashed.

Li Pingan visualized the Nirvana Sutra for a while, and it turned out that he had made greater progress than before.

"Moo!"

The old cow let out a cry of dissatisfaction.

Li Pingan came back to his senses, only to realize that it was because of his thoughts sinking.

As a result, Xiao Yujian danced wildly and accidentally stabbed the old cow's tail.

Li Pingan smiled and was about to comfort Lao Niu.

The sound of the wind suddenly picked up, gradually becoming louder and louder.

"Whoosh!!"

A sharp arrow broke through the tent and hit the ground three feet away from Li Pingan.

Li Pingan was taken aback for a moment.

.......my tent...

"Enemy attack!!"

Someone yelled outside.

A crossbow arrow shot out from the forest, and shot into a person's throat with a whoosh.

Turkic crossbow

This is to deal with the crossbow invented by the Turks in the siege battle

Silk and hemp are intertwined into strings, which are light, strong and elastic.

At a distance of more than three hundred steps, he can still penetrate the hard elm as deep as half an arrow, which shows that he is overbearing.

Use foot pedals, use your whole body to wind the string, and hold it stably to aim and launch.

Within range, crossbow bolts can penetrate heavy armor.

Dozens of dead soldiers in the distance leaned back, stepped on the black crossbow, and tightly hooked the bowstring with their hands.

Whoosh whoosh! ! !

The arrows are like a rainstorm, attacking the enemy like a phoenix.

In an instant, everyone in the camp became targets.

Fortunately, these people in Lichunyuan are all well-trained killers.

Or dodge, or find cover to avoid, move freely.

For unknown reasons, the other party did not send out many troops.

After two rounds of shooting, the enemy gave up the black crossbow.

Get on the horse and charge over.

These people are all well-trained elites, and they came here on horseback, lined up.

Like a tiger descending the mountain.

A small field suddenly gathered into a sea of ​​people.

The sound of metal and iron clanging continued to ring out.

Li Chun Yuan's killer is very clear about where his advantages are, and he doesn't confront the opponent head-on, and only cuts horses' legs.

From time to time, a sword stabbed from the dark, giving them a fatal blow.

Horse after horse whined and broke their legs.

A man in a white gown walked out slowly, without any weapon on his body, or he himself was a murder weapon.

His face was extremely pale, sickly, and his figure was so thin that it could be blown by a gust of wind.

His steps seemed to be slow, but within a few breaths he was close to the carriage.

Take small steps.

monk?

The man's goal was very clear, and he went straight to the carriage.

Liu Yong waved his saber, trying to stop him.

However, there was a creepy loud noise from the man's body, and heavy and heavy air permeated from his body, causing the frightened galloping horse to let out a frightened neigh.

Haoran Xuanhand waved his big sleeve.

When the air wave rolled, a violent qi hit the shaft of the chariot, and the shaft of the chariot broke in response.

The fine horse also fell to the ground, howled, and couldn't get up again.

Really terrifying.

At this time, the mysterious monk in the carriage also made a move at the same time.

A palm blasted out from inside the car.

There is no sound of wind and thunder, no whistling sound, only a strong killing spirit.

Amidst the deafening bang, the two fists and palms intersected.

In the space between the two, circle after circle of strength formed.

Suddenly, the man felt a cold light sweeping across his body, making him feel as if he had been cut by a knife.

On the battlefield, apart from the mysterious monk on the carriage, there is another master?

Amidst the howling wind, a long knife was pulled out like lightning.

The knife came so fast that the man only saw a flash of white light, and the blade had already flown to his side.

boom! !

The man raised his other hand, and the surrounding air immediately turned black, and a cold aura filled the entire space.

Stopped Li Pingan's knife.

However, he was also distracted by the mysterious monk in the carriage.

The man took a few steps back and stabilized his figure.

huh~

A crisp sound.

The handleless drizzle sword with long fingers circled around from his side and struck straight at the man's throat.

The man was taken aback, he didn't expect there to be a monk.

Don't dare to be careless, turn your breath.

A palm shook the flying sword away.

not good!

The man's heart tightened, the power of this flying sword was too small.

It is not the power that a monk should have.

Li Pingan leaned over, and his waist and abdomen suddenly exerted force, and the whole body was full of energy and blood, like a long river rushing.

The strength of the whole body is poured into one move.

Knife drawing*Slanted pulling out of the sheath

Draw a circle, and force through the bones.

The blade cut deeply into the man's breastbone.

The man's complexion changed suddenly, and he wanted to fight back.

But the mysterious cultivator in the carriage would never let go of this opportunity, pointing with his sword.

Draw an arc in the air, beheading his head.

A master's fight is often only in an instant.

A single thought can often determine the outcome.

.........

The sound of fighting became more and more fierce and chaotic.

I thought it would be a bloody battle, but when the sun rose from the sky.

The battle has already ended one step ahead.

There were corpses lying all over the ground, and the killers of Lichunyuan killed these more than [-] Turkic soldiers at the least cost.

Maybe it's because the opponent didn't have time to mobilize a stronger force, or maybe it's something else.

But it's a good thing for them anyway.

Li Pingan raised his head and heard a low voice, it was a crow hovering in mid-air.

at the same time.

Starting from Lichunyuan, the other three horse teams that left the four towns of Anbei were also attacked.

The battle situation was much more tragic than Li Pingan's side, and the three cavalry teams were all wiped out.

They are the bait, the bait used by Ma Sanniang to deliberately attract the enemy's attention and disperse the firepower

Such a stroke was recorded in the history books of later generations.

The wife and children of Xia Houshang, who blocked 30 Turkic cavalry for the Sui Dynasty and protected the peace of the border, were assassinated by Turkic people on the border of the Sui Dynasty.

It's just that it will not be recorded in the history books that the blood of a group of unknown killers flowed in that battle.

They knew that they might not return from this battle, but they headed resolutely.

It's not for the sake of being promoted to a noble, nor is it to leave a name in history.

It was for the high mountain that Xia Houshang stood on the border.

It is for Xia Houshang's perseverance for decades.

It is for Xia Houshang's sentence, "If you don't break through the Turks, you won't enter Yumen in this life"

It is also to fill the city with hundreds of thousands of children.