Your Highness asked me to pay him back his honor

Within a moment, the sound of gold and iron clashing faintly came from the mountain forest.

The white horse was tied to the entrance of the cave, keenly aware of the faint smell of blood blowing in with the wind, a little anxious, and couldn't stop turning around with its four hooves on its feet.

Yun Lang caressed the white horse's neck, stretched out his hand, and caught a few drops of rainwater stored on the rocky cliff: "Wait a while and I'll be back."

Ma was puzzled, looked at him sideways, grabbed the red tassel on Yunlang's pocket and pulled it.

"What's the rush? Your old black will be fine."

Yun Lang told it to be helpless, and fed the tender millet to it: "I'm more anxious than you, didn't I rush out to make trouble?"

The shouting outside the cave became more and more intense, Yun Lang took a deep breath, exhaled slowly, pulled out his sleeve from the horse's mouth and flattened it.

When the two were young, he had casually said that he asked Xiao Xiaowang to raise a horse for him so that he could take it to the battlefield in the future.

The little prince reads well, and the horse is well-raised, but the habit is too lawless.

If there is no black horse to discipline from time to time, all the way to the northern border, I don't know how many sleeves I would chew on him.

"Prince Xiang wants to summon private soldiers from the fiefdom, so he definitely dare not be aboveboard."

Yunlang sat cross-legged at the entrance of the cave, and with ten percent of his patience, he reasoned to the white horse beside him: "Since you want to avoid people's eyes and ears, you can't carry conspicuous weapons with you. Most of them are swords and daggers for self-defense, and your combat power will naturally be reduced."

"In this deep mountain and old forest, people and trees are mixed together. Use less to attack more, the enemy is clear and we are dark, it is the most suitable for setting up an ambush,"

Yun Langjing listened to the shouts of killing in the distance, straightened the mane of the white horse with one hand, and said slowly: "After the little prince finds my personal soldiers, he should first scatter the surrounding circle, and then send a small group to fly a kite. Keep harassing, just hit and go."

The white horse snorted, shook his head, and looked at Yun Lang.

"understood?"

Yun Lang patted it on the neck: "The elite soldiers of King Xiang's Mansion must be well-trained. They know the trade-offs, and they won't love to fight when the enemy is unknown. I can drive them to one place, and then take advantage of the favorable vegetation and flowing water in the mountains, surround more with less, and make dumplings in one fell swoop..."

Yun Lang raised his head and looked at a quiet bush outside the cave: "Is it?"

The grass moved slightly, as if being swept away by the wind, and in a blink of an eye, it quickly returned to a normal that could not be seen.

Yun Lang was too lazy to talk nonsense, and the locust stone smashed towards it with a strong wind, and a figure sprang out with its head covered.

Dao Scar stood in the grass, carefully aiming at Yun Lang.

The major general looked unharmed and moved freely, and his complexion looked even better than before.

Scar groped in the grass, picked up the locust stone, hesitated for a while, then walked over lightly, and put it back in Yunlang's hand.

Yun Lang didn't look at him, but followed the sound of killing and looked into the depths of the jungle: "The little prince asked you to come?"

"……Yes."

Scar bit the bullet and said: "Major General—"

"What general is missing."

Yun Lang said lightly: "He told you to come to me, and you really came? How did I give the order before the expedition?"

Dao Scar was afraid that Yunlang would get angry, but he was even more afraid that he would not be able to see the expression of joy and anger, so he shook his head and lowered his head in a low voice: "The young general said that His Highness King Yan should be the first in everything. If there is danger, protect King Yan first." Your Highness, protect the left, right, front and back, and there must be no loss..."

Scar swallowed, and said anxiously: "It's just—"

Yun Lang: "Just what?"

Scar didn't dare to say a word anymore, and knelt down on one knee.

His Royal Highness King Yan was in the forest at this time, leading people to encircle King Xiang's private soldiers.

In the eyes of the Shuofang army, who was used to hard bones, it was certainly not a big battle, but for the major general, there was no doubt that there was no room for sloppy treatment.

General Lian led the army to Hangu Pass, King Yan had no black iron guards to protect him, and the sword had no eyes.

The major general was guarding in the cave, handing over the battle to Prince Yan to fight, seemingly sitting still, but his heart was undoubtedly going crazy.

"Why did you go crazy?"

Yun Lang couldn't understand his face, frowned, and still played with the rein with one hand: "I can't plan a strategy? The little prince is fighting his battle, why should I be so anxious?"

Dao Scar glanced at the full cloak on Yunlang's body, and then at the tiger-headed silver gun tightly held in Yunlang's other hand. For a moment, he was still a little worried that the major general couldn't sit still and jumped up, holding the gun and killing him. Go out of the cave and directly wipe out King Xiang's private soldiers.

The young general valued King Yan so much that everyone was clear in their hearts.Dao Scar knew that Yun Lang was anxious in his heart, so he didn't dare to talk back, and tried his best to recall the obedient words taught by the old master: "Yes. While the major general is strategizing, His Royal Highness King Yan will win a thousand... a thousand steps away."

Scar carefully counted the way he came, and realized that Qianbu had said too much, so he changed his words again: "670 is five steps away."

Yun Lang glanced at him inexplicably, but couldn't hold back anymore, shook his head and laughed.

Scar was pleasantly surprised: "The major general is not angry with his subordinates anymore?"

"Why are you mad at me?"

Yun Lang sneered slightly, let go of the gun barrel that was gripped warmly, and rubbed his neck: "I'm worried about the little prince, I'm upset, I just couldn't hold back my anger."

Since Dao Scar was able to chase after him, the soldiers he brought were undoubtedly the Shuofang Army, who were used to suppressing Rong Di's cavalry with long swords and cavalry.With Xiao Xiaowang lord dispatching the strategy, it is not difficult to use the terrain to deal with the private soldiers of King Xiang.

Since Xiao Shuo would ask Dao Scar to come to the cave to look for him, it was obviously because the battle situation was not urgent and he didn't want to worry him too much.

……

Concern is chaos.

Yun Lang took a deep breath, slowly cleared away the anxiety entrenched in his chest, closed his eyes, put away the locust rock picked up by Scar, and held it in his palm.

Although there is still a lot of inventory in Prince Yan's Mansion, the weight is too heavy, but what is brought out is limited after all.

When you can save, you still have to save some.

"How's the battle going?"

Yun Lang put the locust stone back into his sleeve, and held the gun back again: "How did the little prince arrange his troops?"

"Doesn't the Major General know all about it?"

Dao Scar was stunned for a moment: "We followed what the lord said, and the small group repeatedly harassed... Those Xiangyang soldiers were in a hurry to go, and we couldn't see clearly in the forest, so we couldn't figure out how many people there were, so we just wanted to back down and avoid them." , and drove us all into a long and narrow valley.”

"The lord said that we have already shown our faces, and if we fight hand to hand, and let those people recognize them, they will guess that our strength is actually limited, so there is no need to participate in the battle any more, just hold the line at the rear."

Dao Scar repeated it as he said, looked at Yun Lang, and was careful: "My lord said again, the Major General is alone in the cave with no one to talk with, and he must be bored, so he asked me to come back and have a look."

He squatted in the grass, and heard Yun Lang and Ma patiently chatting about the formation of King Yan's troops, thinking that His Highness King Yan had discussed with the major general before leaving.

In the past few years, Yun Lang fled everywhere, no one followed him, and he didn't know how many words he had talked with horses, hares, plants, trees and rocks.

Dao Scar thought about what he had just seen, looked at Yun Lang, and felt even more sad: "At the beginning, the Major General led us to fight, and we were bored at night, so we had to arrest more than a dozen people to drink and chat with us..."

"Stop."

Yun Lang had a headache for a while: "You also told the prince about this?"

Scar hesitated for a while, then nodded: "We are afraid that King Yan will sleep with the Major General at night, there are too many rules, and we will not drink and talk with the Major General."

"We spent two nights—"

Yun Lang paused for a moment, his ears burned involuntarily, and he gritted his teeth: "You don't need to drink to talk."

Dao Scar hesitated for a while, frowned, and carefully persuaded: "His Royal Highness King Yan is enough to obey the Major General, and indeed he can no longer wake up and sing to the Major General when the Major General can't sleep..."

Yun Lang's eyes darkened:

"Did you tell His Highness King Yan about this?"

Scar looked at him hesitantly, and nodded.

In the past years of fighting in northern Xinjiang, the major general has not yet reached the championship. The first time he fought with the prince, he was only 15 years old.

The little general, who hadn't fully grown in size, followed the Shuofang army all the way to the northern border, climbing ice and lying in the snow to live in tents.The first time he drank hot blood under the knife, he had nightmares all night and couldn't sleep.

There are military law restrictions, and you can't go to Prince Duan's tent all the time.Yun Lang sat alone on the top of the watchtower, watching the stars all night long.

These reckless men in the army are ramming goods, they don't know what General Yun is humming without saying a word, and they don't know what is so good about the stars that Yun Lang is looking at.

The entire vanguard battalion got together to study how to make the little general happy.While the military judge was away, they secretly exchanged the highland barley wine from the herdsmen, drinking and chatting together, and all that was left was to imitate the elegant restaurants and theaters in Beijing, and play tunes for the young general who came to northern Xinjiang for the first time.

Bianliang's ditty is too soft and beautiful, and the pleasant warm wind can make people drunk for no reason.No one in the army could sing, only the Xunxiao, which was even hoarse, scattered intermittently in the wind, blowing out the tune of "Liangzhou Ci".

"When the major general first came to northern Xinjiang, he went to battle for the first time to kill the enemy. He saw blood under the knife, and he was haunted by nightmares and couldn't sleep every night. He had to listen to music to sleep."

Scar carefully said: "We are afraid..."

Yun Lang was so worried that his chest hurt: "What are you afraid of?"

"What if I'm scared again?"

Dao Scar sullenly said, "King Yan is so scary, the children on the street wouldn't dare to cry even if he took a look at it. It's impossible to say such a thing..."

Yun Lang asked this group of caring subordinates to take care of him everywhere, and sat cross-legged with a breath of depression in his chest, almost wanting to elope with the white horse in the chaos.

……

Almost as soon as this idea came up, a particularly dull bang suddenly came from the distant mountains.

"what sound?"

Dao Scar also mentioned it in his heart, and then looked over: "It's not the side where we fought..."

Before he finished speaking, the originally clear stream in front of the cave suddenly became turbid.

The water flow was turbulent in an instant, rising higher and higher, overflowing the flat stream beds on both sides in a blink of an eye.

Dao Scar stared at the stream, his heart sank suddenly: "Oops, I'm afraid it was rained last night and the soil was loosened, and a mountain collapsed over there, Major General—"

As he spoke, he raised his head, opened his mouth, and paused.

A rustling white shadow rolled onto the horse's back, and with the strong wind, it flew out of his eyes.

The white horse seemed to have sensed that something was wrong, the wind was blowing under its hooves, and it ran like a flash of bright lightning.

Yun Lang rode his horse fiercely, causing a heavy and icy chill to fall in his heart, and his eyes repeatedly swept across several meandering tributaries.

He had indeed been to the Luoshui River Valley a few times, but he was always sick and injured. He came here with his last breath, fell into the cave unconscious for a few days, and left when he regained his strength.

I came and went several times, but they came and went in a hurry, and I never paid attention to whether there were landslides or landslides.

The Mang Ridge adjacent to this river valley is a rock and soil that is easily weathered, and the rain has loosened it, and it is dangerous enough to collapse.If these clods of sand and gravel were mixed into the Luoshui River, it would become a deadly mudslide dragon.

The soreness in the waist and spine had not dissipated, Yun Lang closed his eyes forcefully, blinking away the cold sweat dripping between his eyelashes.

The terrain of the cave is not steep, and there is only a tributary of the stream in front of the cave, even if the water rises, it will just overflow.Stay in the cave, it's safe anyway.

However, if you encounter King Xiang's private soldiers here, there is no guarantee that these people will not secretly attack the pass along the road, and they cannot sit idly by anyway.

If Xiao Shuo hadn't snatched up this battle, he should have been leading the troops to encircle and suppress at this time.

……

It should have been him.

Yun Lang lifted the reins of his horse and was about to cross a rift when the white horse neighed suddenly and he stood up.

The horse's hooves slipped on the wet stones, Yun Lang tried his best to rein in the reins, and pierced the spear in his hand into the side stone wall to help the white horse regain its stability.

The situation in front of him almost made all the blood in his body go cold.

The soaring mudslide has completely ravaged here, the mud surged, overflowing the broken banner of King Xiang's private soldiers, and scattered broken soldiers on the ground.

With the sound of horseshoes, Scar desperately chased after him, with the gathered soldiers behind him, panting and reining in his horse: "Major General!"

With the silver spear in his hand on the ground, Yun Lang swept past a circle of mud-covered soldiers, managed to stabilize his body, and walked towards the still surging earth dragon.

The number of people who came with him was limited, and it was destined not to be able to encircle and suppress all the private soldiers under King Xiang, but only part of them could be swallowed.

If Yun Lang had come to fight this battle in person, at such a time, he would have scattered all his troops on both sides, blocking the only way out by himself.

The enemy army doesn't know the truth, so they go inside without knowing.Seeing the commander standing in front of him, and the shadows in the forest behind him like countless followers, he was naturally timid and did not dare to rush to this side.No matter whether you go left or right, you can fall into the trap, and if you turn around and retreat, you can fold your wings and just surround and outflank.

For these years, Xiao Shuo had been trying to figure out Yunlang's tactics.

Will choose... It is also a place that Yunlang will come to personally, and will definitely choose.

Yun Lang closed his eyes, pondering over and over in his heart.

If he was caught head-on by a mudslide, he would abandon his horse first and try to dodge with lightness kung fu.

Unable to avoid it, it will hook the rocks with its flying tiger claws and try to get ashore.

...Xiao Shuo didn't have the Yun family's Liuyun movement skills, nor did he have the Flying Tiger Claws.

Yun Lang's chest was in severe pain, and the old wound that had almost healed was torn, and his eyes turned black, but he tried his best to suppress it.

The first thing Hong Feng charged was King Xiang's private soldiers. Flood was faster than people, unable to run, and the more they trampled, the more chaotic they became.

If he had come, he would have been the one caught in the mudslide at this time.

Yun Lang's body was numb from the cold, he stretched out his hand into the rushing mud, was grabbed by the knife scar, and shouted anxiously amidst the rumbling water: "Major General!"

The soldiers lay in ambush on both sides, before they could outflank, they saw the mud dragon engulfing King Xiang's army all over the sky, and when they rushed forward, Xiao Shuo was gone.

A group of people have tried their best to search for it, but they have found nothing.Although the peak of the flood has passed, the flood has not stopped. Such a rushing and raging flood is covered with mud and sand, and people will die if they go down.

Yun Lang coughed twice, holding on to the gun without falling down, looking at the ferocious, cold, deadly mud.

"...only once."

In the cave, Xiao Shuo looked at him and said softly, "Call me to be your sword and protect it in front of you."

Xiao Shuo stretched out his arms and let him tie the armor, and he fastened the silk sash on the back, and wrapped his arms behind his back, his body temperature permeated the cold armor little by little.

……

If Xiao Shuo didn't come, he would be the one who told Tu Long to swallow him.

Yun Lang slowly stood up straight, he saw his own shadow in Xiao Shuo's eyes, the shadow and the voice together gave him a splitting headache: "Look for..."

Before the words were finished, the white horse suddenly broke free from the rein, and its front hooves stepped on the air and neighed loudly towards a place.

Everyone froze for a moment, then turned their heads to look at the past, their eyes widened instantly in astonishment.

Yun Lang shivered slightly, his body was almost frozen with water vapor, he only looked up, and he had exhausted the last bit of strength he had squeezed out.

With one hand, Xiao Shuo picked up the hare that had made Ma Ta faint. With his brows furrowed, he led the dejected black horse back.

The white horse didn't know people's moods, and went over happily to pick up the hare, which chilled Xiao Shuo, hesitated for a while, went around behind the black horse and flicked his tail.

"His Royal Highness King Yan!"

Scar quickly walked over: "Just now—"

"A hare passed by suddenly... startled the horse."

Xiao Shuo handed out the rabbit in his hand and pressed his forehead: "It's all right."

The two horses were raised by him himself. Originally, the white horse had a problem with chasing rabbits. Then, for some reason, the black horse also saw a rabbit and rushed to chase it.

He originally thought about asking the horse trainer to correct him, but when he saw the white horse was as happy as when General Yun was ecstatic, he thought about the two armies facing each other on the battlefield, so there would be no hares running back and forth, so he shelved it.

No one would have thought that... when the two armies confront each other, there are really rabbits.

The black horse didn't obey orders only at this time, Xiao Shuole couldn't rein, and told the horse to gallop all the way.If it wasn't for the fact that the enemy had been frightened to turn back the same way at that time, it would have almost missed a major event.

The coach transferred the enemy army into the trap, but never participated in the encirclement, and turned around to chase the hare.

He felt that he had failed his promise to Yunlang, and he was feeling depressed. At this time, seeing the mess caused by the mudslide in front of him, he couldn't help but frowned: "What's going on?"

Dao Scar hesitated to speak, looked back at Yun Lang, and shook his head.

Seeing Yunlang's situation clearly, Xiao Shuo's heart sank, he went to embrace him, and said in a low voice, "Yunlang?"

Yun Lang's eyes followed him all the time, and when he heard this sound, a faint light finally appeared in his eyes.

His body was still bone-chillingly cold, Yun Lang's hands were numb from the cold, and he lifted up slowly, tearing the armor between Xiao Shuo's arms.

Xiao Shuo raised his hand, grasped his hand firmly, and asked Yun Lang to lean on his shoulder.

"Scared."

Yun Lang tugged at the corners of his mouth, closed his painful eyes, and muttered softly: "Little prince, let's sing a song."