Go back to ancient times to be God of War

That night.

There was a halo around the round moon, and the entire Longxi Grassland looked hazy.

Qi Yang brought six soldiers by his side, finished the field riding and shooting practice, and was rushing back along the river valley outside Zou's camp.

"It's going to be windy." The long-faced soldier who was watching on the school grounds during the day sang in a local accent, and sang in a wild accent: "It rains at three o'clock in the sun, haha, the wind at noon in the moon..."

As soon as the words fell, there were raindrops pattering down, and the torch in his hand shook and went out.

"Who's there?" The long-faced soldier had keen senses, and with a "clang clang" sound, the long knife was unsheathed, and the sword pointed straight at a rock reflecting the moonlight.

Qi Yang's ears moved, his arm trembled slightly, and the iron fetal bow slipped into his palm soundlessly.

There was a sneer from behind Shanyan.

"Don't come here unharmed, Chief Qi."

Accompanied by the sound of horseshoes, four tall figures appeared in front of Qi Yang and the others. They were dressed in Daxia's standard knight double-breasted mandarin duck war jacket, with weapons in their hands. He looks fierce, with a big knife on his back.

Qi Yang squinted his eyes, the raindrops wet his eyelashes, which blocked his vision a little. He looked at the man's face under the moonlight for a while, and felt very familiar, but somewhat misaligned.

He nodded, tilted his head, a little puzzled: "We...know each other?"

Liang Xiuwu turned his nose in anger on the spot.

"Brother Yang!" A brisk voice sounded from behind the rock, and another knight walked around the rock with a sword on his back. When he saw Qi Yang, he rode forward with surprise on his face, and immediately frowned: "You child, go out!" I don’t even know how to look at the sky.”

After finishing speaking, he took off the bamboo hat on his head, and firmly put it on Qi Yang's head.

"Brother Zhu, why is it you?"

Seeing that Zhu Qiu was drenched in the rain, Qi Yang held the brim of his hat with his hands, and wanted to return the hat to him, but Zhu Qiu pushed it back: "Brother is in good health, it doesn't matter—we even just came back from the martial arts arena."

Zhu Qiu performed well on the day he entered the camp, and he also joined the vanguard team. Unfortunately, he was not assigned with him, and he rarely had the opportunity to meet each other.

Wait, if Brother Zhu is here...

Only then did Qi Yang suddenly realize that the burly man in front of him was Liang Xiuwu, the aristocratic soldier who spoke rudely during the camp assessment!

This person didn't know what kind of background he got, he became a big boss as soon as he entered the camp, Zhu Qiu was unlucky to be assigned with him, and even joked about it.

I don't know why, but this Liang Xiuwu looked extremely jealous when he met his enemy, obviously the two of them hadn't seen each other since that day.

Qi Yang couldn't figure it out, so he simply ignored it, and as the rain became more and more urgent, after exchanging a few casual greetings with Zhu Qiu, he turned around with his men and wanted to leave.

The more he didn't take it seriously, the more evil fire surged up Liang Xiuwu, his small eyes narrowed, and he raised his feet vigorously: "Have you noticed that there are too many people on us, Mr. Qi?" what is it?"

It's not my business?

Qi Yang had an indifferent expression on his face, he was about to walk away, and from the corner of his eye, he casually glanced at Liang Xiuwu's moving feet.

In an instant, his pupils shrank slightly.

Those people brought by Liang Xiuwu, including Zhu Qiu, had two very familiar things hanging under the horse's belly - a small leather ring with a leather rope hanging on it. Could it be that he asked the raccoon slave to hire a blacksmith to fix it up? , and then showed Qin Hui the stirrup!It just looks a bit rough, it should just be made temporarily with soft leather and iron nails.

By the way, the person who eavesdropped at that time...!

Qi Yang's eyes fixed on the blue corner of the mandarin duck war jacket that Liang Xiuwu was wearing instead.

Seeing his expression change slightly, Liang Xiuwu showed a rather happy smile on his face: "Unexpectedly, I have already put on the watch, General Liang, and everyone has worn it."

"It's a pity, Chief Qi Shi, you are a step too late. By tomorrow, I should have been promoted to be a sentry officer."

After finishing speaking, he laughed loudly, turned around and shouted at the leader he was carrying: "Come here soon?! Didn't you have enough to eat?!"

"What's the matter, Brother Yang?" Zhu Qiu didn't move, and trotted all the way to Qi Yang's side against Liang Xiuwu's death gaze, and asked in a concerned voice, "Did that idiot bully you?"

Qi Yang shook his head and said nothing, frowned and looked at several soldiers of Liang Xiuwu who were standing a few meters away with their feet on soft leather rings, suddenly his expression changed, and he shouted: "Take out your feet—"

Before the words fell, the sharp whistle of the long-faced soldier sounded from the other end, accompanied by the crisp sound of the blades meeting.

"Enemy attack! What the hell—there is an enemy attack!"

It was too late to say it, but before the little soldier finished speaking, a giant lightning bolt pierced the sky, and the entire river valley was instantly bright as day!

The eyes of the horse under the crotch were stung by the strong light, and it gave a long neigh, and raised its front hooves, almost throwing Qi Yang off its back.

Qi Yang hurriedly clamped the horse's belly tightly, but he keenly caught the sound of breaking through the air.

"call out--"

Years of fighting intuition in his past and present lives made his heart tremble. Before he had time to think, his arm was already instinctively raised, and with a twist of his wrist, he pressed the iron tire bow in his hand!

"Chong!"

With a crisp sound, the unique wavy arrowhead of the Yi people hit the iron tire, leaving a white mark on the bow, and it fell straight down.

"Steady——! Take out your feet first! Grab my hands!" Qi Yang rode his horse and rushed towards a soldier led by Liang Xiuwu, but it was too late, and the severe pain made the soldier's injured horse gallop wildly up.

"No! No—Cheng'an!"

A heart-piercing voice sounded, Qi Yang saw that the little soldier couldn't hold on, and fell off his horse.

The soft leather stirrups now became a life-threatening rope, tightly strangling Cheng An's ankles, making him unable to break free. Almost instantly, his war horse dragged its former owner forward for tens of feet. , the heavy body fell motionless on the edge of a river beach, splashing a light red water splash.

On the rough sand and gravel on the ground, there was only a long line of traces of flesh and blood left behind, which slowly faded away after being washed by the rain.

"Cheng An!" The piercing voice sounded again, it was the dead Cheng An's comrade.

"Calm down! Follow me back! Get your feet out of that thing!" Qi Yang hurriedly stepped forward to protect the few remaining cavalrymen, and with his bow and arrow, he shot a barbarian who was attacking from afar off his horse.

There were about a dozen cavalrymen present at the scene just now. Qi Yang took a rough look and found that the few he brought were all fine, but Liang Xiuwu's side was in chaos because of the dragging of the horses. Liang Xiuwu, who was superb in riding skills, and Zhu Qiu, who subconsciously listened to his words, were left intact.

When the strong light dissipated, the depressing rumble of thunder came from the sky, mixed with the sound of pattering rain and the shouts of soldiers, and the originally peaceful river beach instantly became a purgatory on earth!

The fighting power of the barbarians in this sneak attack is not at the same level as that of the stragglers in Wuyuan Village before. There are about fifty people who come here, wearing bamboo hats and skilled bows and horses. They don't look like ordinary robbers, but rather something Organized gangs.

"Catch these big Xia soldiers alive, go back and bleed the third brother to sacrifice the flag!" The leader of the barbarians tied a bunch of small beads on his head, and shouted loudly: "Kill the man on the black horse first!"

Qi Yang was terrified.

It seems that the hatred left by the bandits before was not eradicated by cutting the weeds. Now that they come to the door, this matter may not be good!

After making up his mind, Qi Yang suddenly turned his horse's head, and galloped his horse towards the place where the barbarians were most densely populated. At the same time, he bent his bow and set an arrow, and shot the arrow towards the eyes of the barbarian leader.

The leader of the barbarians was taken aback, as if he hadn't expected that someone would break through forcibly in the face of a force several times that of his own, so he quickly avoided it and shouted: "What are you doing in a daze! Shoot the arrow!"

However, it is too late now.

The distance between the two parties was not far, and in the blink of an eye, Qi Yang had rushed into the encirclement of the barbarians. Taking advantage of these people still holding bows and arrows, before they could change into machetes in time, he raised his hand and swept the iron tire bow viciously. !

The thirty-strength bow made of cast iron is not ordinary. Its self-respect is enough to make a barbarian drink a pot. In addition, Qi Yang exerted all his strength. Wherever the bow handle touched, the head muffled and blood spattered. He directly swept off three or four barbarians around him, and lost his life in an instant under the chaos.

"Brother Yang! I'll help you!"

Zhu Qiu shouted loudly behind him, he has been in the army for several months and he is no longer the old Wuxia Amon, he was seen galloping forward, rushing straight into the encirclement of the barbarians, swinging his big sword, opening and closing, looking reckless The barbarians facing him were intimidated by his aura, they couldn't help feeling timid, they were a head shorter in aura, and before they had time to retreat, they were chopped off in half by Zhu Qiu's sword.

Seeing the two of them fighting the enemy bravely, the Daxia sergeants who had been in a mess gradually found their way. Everyone was from the vanguard. Although they were outnumbered, they were not lacking in courage. People and horses staggered, fighting with each other for a while, and there was a sound in the rainy night.

During the fierce battle, there was a ghostly figure wearing a coir raincoat and sneaking up behind Qi Yang. While he was concentrating on fighting the enemy, he took out a snake thorn from his bosom and stabbed at his back.

The wind howled, the moonlight shone, and most of the five senses were blocked. The moment the barbarian was about to succeed, a bolt of lightning suddenly slashed obliquely, piercing the dark sky.

Qi Yang was concentrating on fighting the enemy, when suddenly his vision brightened, and he saw a cold light flashing on the copper plate on the chest of Yiren, whose neck was covered with ornaments, in front of him, and the alarm bell immediately rang in his heart.

not good!Someone is attacking from behind!

The barbarian who was attacking him never expected that Qi Yang suddenly seemed to have eyes behind his back. With a sway of his waist, his whole body was leaning against the horse's back, and he stood up with his legs, and grabbed the barbarian's hand Snake thorn, knocked him off the horse with a tap of the handle.

Then suddenly borrowed strength to send it away, and the snake thorn flew out at an incredible speed.

In the torrential rain, a bit of cold light flashed by, so fast that no trace of it could be caught!

Taking a closer look, the snake thorn had pierced through the copper plate and sank into the heart of the Yi who had been fighting with it just now, only the handle of the knife was exposed.

Before the big knife in Yiren's hand could be slashed, blood foamed from the corner of his mouth, and he fell off the horse with an expression of disbelief.

"Boom--"

The thunder sounded after a long time, covering up the crisp sound of the decorations on the corpse's body colliding with each other when it fell to the ground.

In the blink of an eye, two people died at the hands of Qi Yang at the same time.

"Fuck!" The barbarian leader, who hadn't made a move all this time, saw his subordinates falling off the horse one by one, his eyes were red with anger, and he patted his horse forward, only to hear a crisp sound of metal colliding, and the weapon in his hand finally showed his true colors , was actually a nine-section steel whip nearly three feet long and as thick as a wrist.

"Die!" He yelled violently, the veins on his forehead popped out, and there was a sound of "sough", and the retractable steel whip was wrapped in the sound of wind and rain, and it rolled wildly towards Liang Xiuwu who was closest to him.

Liang Xiuwu was resisting a few stragglers in front of him, and when he reacted, the iron whip roared towards him with tremendous force.

He was terrified and unable to avoid it.In desperation, he stretched out his hand subconsciously, and pulled Zhu Qiu, who was assisting him, in front of him!

Qi Yang turned around to meet the enemy, this scene happened to be reflected in his eyes, his eyes were tearing apart, he didn't care about the enemy in front of him, he galloped towards that side: "No——!"

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Brother Yang will explode the seed tomorrow.

I’m finally going to be on the list, I’m so nervous, thank you to the little angels who have been with me when I haven’t been exposed, the comments under this chapter will randomly give 10 red envelopes~ (I hope there will be less than ten, then I’m too ashamed 2333)

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Today, when I posted the manuscript, I suddenly found that there are more reader thanks functions. It looks so interesting. I am very curious and decisive. I hope to publish it. If it doesn’t, I will postpone it until tomorrow. Thank you (～o￣3￣ )～