Chiwuxing

Chapter [-] - The Hulan Nationality Steals Troops to Capture Beicheng, Yanlang Defeats Qingqi to Hujun

The top of Gruzhuo Snow Mountain submerges the dull horizon, with the coolness and vastness of the snow mist, endowing the vast land with a great heartbeat, on which there are galloping wild horses and groups of snow The wolf, the tent with the blue pattern on the top, and the Hu Qiang man with strong bones, all live and change here together, changing and changing.

Under the clear blue sky, a group of dark heads covered the hunting ground at the foot of the mountain, and the voices of people resounded in the open air.

In the center of the crowd, two black flags fluttered in the wind, with a pure white snow wolf head totem tattooed on them, the wolf eyes swollen and frightening.

And under the wolf flag, there is a huge throne, covered with animal skin armpits, it looks quite warm.At this time, the eyes of the person on the throne were heavy, and his lips were tightly pursed, apparently suppressing his emotions.

The people sitting on the same seats on both sides didn't dare to speak at this moment, they just stared at the person standing in the center of the crowd.

I saw that the man was not confused, almost the same age as the person on the throne, with a strong physique and a waist with a waist.At this moment, his face was also hesitant, and he said coldly: "My Hu Qiang tribe and the Yan Kingdom have had a long-standing grievance, and sending troops at this time is just taking advantage of the chaos. The wolf lord is still timid, but he has been at ease for too long, is he afraid that they will fail?"

The Hu and Qiang people most taboo to ridicule cowardice, when this remark came out, everyone present gasped.

The man on the throne had sharp eyes, and when he heard these words, he screamed coldly. He shouted: "Santo! Then why did you privately raise troops in the name of Hu Qiang? Who gave you the power!"

"Jingzhou in Yanbei was captured by my troops within three days! If you don't want to take the credit, it's up to you! You Utron tribe is not the only one in the tribe!" A strong man named "Santo" Geng Geng retorted, "We, Hu Qiang, don't pay attention to superiority and inferiority, and to ask for reason and speak up! Now don't be infected with the strange problem of mother-in-law and mother-in-law by Yan people!"

This means something.

The man on the throne suddenly got angry, stood up abruptly, and rushed straight to Santo, stretching out his fists to use force.The Hu people on both sides couldn't sit still anymore, and hurried forward to stop them.

A big man hugged Santo's shoulders and shouted, "Santo! Don't do it!"

"Wolf Lord, calm down!" Another man with a fierce appearance came over to persuade him, while holding Huxun's fist that was about to twist.

Those who persuaded and obstructed the fight gathered together, and there was a lot of noise for a while.

A bearded girl in a saddle-colored cavalry came to He Xuyun's side and whispered behind his ear: "Father, you don't have to be angry because of this. Santo caused trouble to the clan, and you will know it in the future."

He Xuyi also gradually calmed down, his eyes that had just been ignited by the rage became cold at this moment, and the temperature of his voice lowered at this time, and said: "Santo, it is a big deal to send troops to attack Yan, but now the entire tribe is still under the control of the Yan State. Yes, you raised your troops privately like this, not only to scare the snakes, but also completely announced the plan of the entire Hu and Qiang tribe to get rid of Yan, you are so determined to go your own way, have you considered other tribes! "

Santo said angrily: "It's not the first day we plan to cut down Yan. We have been planning for so long, but the wolf master has not moved at all. Is it intentional planning, or is he just used to living a stable life, and we are really planning to bow down like Yan Guo?" , to be the lackey of the Yan people!"

He Xuyu's anger gradually rose again, and he said: "Hu Yan's old hatred started 400 years ago when Hu Qiang returned to obedience. On that day, our Utron clan fought to the end. The whole clan was killed, and the snow-covered mountains were covered with blood. How could I forget my deep hatred?!"

"Is the wolf lord afraid?" Santo challenged, "The ancestors of the Utron tribe who died fighting for Hu Qiang 400 years ago would never have imagined that their descendants would be mother-in-law and shrink back at this time! It's ridiculous! What a pity!"

He Xuyi's face was stern, and he said in a serious voice: "As early as three years ago, I announced the plan to attack Yan with the whole family, 'build high walls, accumulate food widely, and slowly become king', only by planning step by step Only when you are clear can you raise an army. Haven’t you learned the lesson of the blood-stained Grudro a hundred years ago? If you are so anxious to win, where do you put the safety of the whole clan?”

"Hmph," Santo snorted coldly, "I don't believe in Qiu Ri's tricks, I think you were deluded by that man! He's a villager in the mountains, and he knows how to start a war! Are you really going to use what the Yan people did? What a joke! Have you forgotten that we, Hu Qiang, have always competed with each other on the strength of our bravery, and fighting wars is not just a fuss, and doing those tricky things is just for the people of the tribe Just increase the burden!"

"you--"

Hu Xuyi was full of anger and was about to explode when he heard a quiet voice from the corner:

"The defeat has already been decided, so why speak wildly."

Obviously the voice was not bright or loud, but he forced Huxue, who hadn't finished speaking, to stop talking.

Everyone followed the sound and turned to the corner of the seat just now. At this time, everyone was standing in the middle of the hunting ground to persuade the two to resolve the dispute, but there was only one person sitting upright in the last corner of the wolf lord's throne.

The man was dressed in black and plain clothes, which seemed to be a bearded outfit, and there were some strange things, which just formed a sudden bleakness against the snow-capped mountains.There is nothing eye-catching and obvious in the crowd, but if you look closely, there is an invisible temperament spreading out.

Long shoulders, untied, inconspicuous black clothes covered with faintly visible curly tails.The neck is wrapped around the neck with a black collar stand-up collar, and the two sides are open like Hu clothing. The only thing exposed on the whole body is a smooth pale face with sharp edges and corners, and a pair of deep and long eyes below the brow bone. , obscured by dark eyelashes.Immersed in the interlayer of faint alpine snow foam in the distance, it seems to have put on a stiff mask, cold and remote, and even gives people an unspeakable dead air, a sickly mournful breath permeates here Men around.

It is obviously silent, but it seems that there is an immediate mountain rain that will be overturned.

It's either a desireless immortal in the sky, or a lunatic who wants his life underground.

Santo was originally in anger, and he was even angrier when he heard the words, and said in a hateful voice: "What did you say?"

After he finished speaking, he was about to come with a knife, but someone on the other side hurriedly pulled him.

"Warrior, first avoid impatience, second avoid blindness, and third avoid betrayal. If you hit all three points, you will definitely be invincible."

"...What do you mean?" Santo couldn't help but choked with anger and shock in his heart, his thick eyebrows slanted.

The man said: "You are greedy for merit, you are eager to win and win, and you have rushed to capture Yancheng regardless of the consequences. This is a fault of impatience."

"Jingzhou is low-lying, easy to attack and difficult to defend. It is not the first place to fight after the war. You didn't know the terrain and didn't know the bottom line. This is a mistake of blind sight."

"As for the rebellion..." The man paused for a moment, and looked at Santo with deep eyes, "Do you still need me to say something?"

Santo was pointed out for the first two faults, and his face was already red and white. At this time, he heard the words and said viciously: "Isn't it because he didn't report to the wolf lord before dispatching troops, and led troops to attack the city privately! It's your turn to teach me !"

"Is it gone?" The man's voice was calm and his eyes did not change.

A question was uttered in an affirmative tone, but everyone who heard it could not help but feel puzzled.

Santo narrowed his eyes, and an incredible light appeared in his eyes, and then said: "What else?"

The voice was a little weak.

"Hu Yan has been feuding for a long time. If there is no opportunity, why would you suddenly think of cutting Yan?" Is it a coincidence to start an offensive? In other words, if there were no barbarians to contain the main force, how could you have the ability to 'siege the city in three days'."

Huxun raised his eyebrows and looked at Santo.

Santo hesitated for a moment, and he stopped being irritable just now, and said: "...The Nanman intends to unite, what a great opportunity this is! We were also threatened by Yan, so why not take advantage of this opportunity to destroy Yan together?"

The man in black stopped talking and lowered his eyes lightly.

"Santo, you actually agree with the United Barbarians?" He Xuhong's face was already serious, "Don't you know that the Southern Barbarians are cunning and cunning, and they always use strange tricks to defeat the enemy, so you are willing to obey the orders of the Barbarians?"

Santo retorted: "Yan Guo is the common enemy of Human, why can't we unite? You still don't want to raise troops! If you can't make up your mind, you should change people earlier..."

He Xuxuan said sharply: "No matter what, as long as I am the wolf lord of the tribe, you still have to obey my arrangement. The barbarians are cunning, and Fu Xuan is even more cunning, so it is not suitable to join forces with them."

"What about the city?" Santo asked back, "The Jingzhou that was just captured is gone?"

He Xuyi turned around and walked towards the throne. After sitting down, he raised his head and said leisurely, "Defend the city you conquered by yourself, and don't drag the whole tribe to clean up your mistakes."

"So the country of Yan will stop fighting?"

"Not for now."

"Okay! If you don't fight, I'll fight!" Santo was furious, and when he was about to drive away from the crowd, he suddenly thought of something, squinted his eyes, turned back, and walked a few steps.

The man suddenly saw a pair of leather martial boots in his downcast eyes in the corner.

He raised his head slightly, looking straight at the vast mountains and plains in the distance, but he didn't look into the eyes of the person standing in front of him.

Santo stared at the man from the top, and snorted coldly: "I still have doubts. This man has been in the tribe for a year or so at least. What is his role other than playing tricks in the army? Let's Hu Qiang is a descendant of the wolf clan, he believes in the survival of the strong, and he never pities the useless and the weak, if there is no result, I think it's better not to waste all your efforts in raising this cripple!"

"Podoro Santo!" He Xuyu jumped up and called his full name, already unable to bear the indignation, "If you have the ability, you can lead troops to attack Yan. Qiu Ri is now in the army. Chasa, I won't let you maliciously slander here!"

Santo didn't turn his head to look at him. When it came to this point, he simply didn't care whether the words were offensive or not, and continued to taunt the man in front of him: "Our Hu Qiang is not like the Yan people, who can have money and food to let the waste live freely. The army is holding back..."

He spoke fiercely, but found that the man in front of him was sitting quietly as usual, not only did he not show any anger, but he still looked expressionless and indifferent, and he had no intention of responding to his words at all.

He Xuxu's voice came from behind: "I have said since the first time I came here on the day of revenge, that our Hu and Qiang army can't just rely on improving force to win, and the Yan people are good at fighting in battle. , war is not a matter for one person, if you just rely on brute force, you will not be able to win the land of Yan, haven't the lessons of the previous kings been enough?"

Santo ignored him and said, "I don't care about anything else. There is no man, woman, old or young of all ethnic groups in Hu and Qiang who are not armed with force. There is no shelter here, and it is impossible to defend against him on the battlefield. Why don't we find someone to protect him by his side? "

The scene froze for a while, and several men in bearded clothes next to him kept winking at him.

A barbarian with a wide forehead in a brown and black beard stood up and said, "Chief Santo, since you want to use every possible strategy to defeat the enemy, you must try your best? Don't rush to do so before it shows results." Make a conclusion early."

Facing the man, Santo snorted softly, neither intending to leave nor answering.

When everyone was in a stalemate, the man suddenly opened his mouth without changing his eyes:

"How are you doing?"

"Oh," Santo sneered, "Since you are in Hu Qiang, you must know how the rules are here, at least let me see if you have the strength to stay here and not hinder the tribe..."

He looked down at the man in the wheelchair with a calm expression, his hands were covered with black leather gloves, which were folded between his legs at this time, and the black knuckles seemed to be piled up with a bunch of dead wood, which faded into the inside after being scorched. Black decay.

"Leader Santo has great ambition!" A female voice sounded from behind, and everyone looked at it. It was the bearded girl in the red narrow-sleeved riding outfit, with black hair tied high behind her head, her eyes were burning, and her left eyebrow was raised slightly. , the heroic spirit burst forth.

"It's been a long time since the leader made a move openly. Now I just want to see how powerful the leader is, but I don't think the leader will start to compete with people who are sick today." Is it superficial?"

"Princess's words are wrong." Santo turned his head and replied firmly, "This basic self-defense method should be mastered by everyone... Is it possible that he can't even understand the old and weak children in our Hu Qiang?" Is it not as good as it? I will check it myself, and there will be no mistakes..."

Huxun looked back coldly, and was about to answer, when he heard the man behind him say again:

"If you want to compete with me, you must have a bargaining chip."

"Stakes? What a big tone!" Santo turned around again, and said, "What qualifications do you have to talk to me about chips?"

The man still didn't look at him, and in the silence, he didn't intend to answer his words.

"Okay." Seeing his silence, Santo simply gave in, and gritted his teeth and said, "If you win against me, I will give up the cooperation between Jingzhou and the barbarians, and stop attacking Yan."

"No," he saw the man gently raised his head, which had been looking straight into the distance, and looked into his eyes calmly, "If I win you, you will continue to occupy Jingzhou according to your plan, and attack the Yan enemy."

Santo didn't understand what he meant, he didn't know whether he was too confident or too unconfident, he looked at the man's thin clothes, and replied firmly: "Okay! It's just as you said."

Seeing that the two men's martial arts competition has been decided, everyone also gave way to the open space in the middle of the hunting ground.

Santo took the Mazha knife from his subordinates, took a few steps back, and stretched out his stance against the enemy.

The man pushed the wheelchair and walked slowly to the center of the arena. The fresh wind blew gently, stirring the man's hair, making it more lively.

Everyone couldn't help but looked at the man next to him with some worry, and also wondered that under such circumstances, He Xuhong, who had always defended the enemy, would not obstruct him.

At this time, He Xuyi also got up from his seat, walked to the crowd, and asked, "What kind of weapons does Chasa need?"

"An ordinary razor will do."

The long-handled Maza knife was thrown, and the man raised his arm. Hearing the wind, the knuckles wrapped in the black leather gloves showed strength at this moment, and he grasped the handle of the knife precisely.

Santo didn't give in, he raised the knife and slashed at the door of the man in the wheelchair. The wind moved, and the man stood on the spot as soon as he couldn't hide.

The crowd held their breath.

The moment the knife slashed, it stopped suddenly when it was a few inches away from the man's cheek.

The man held the Mazha knife in his hand, resisting the horizontal knife's movement from bottom to top, and the opponent didn't move at all.

Internal force is poured in, only the person involved knows how powerful it is.

Santo looked into the man's faint eyes from a close distance. Looking closely, the depth is bottomless. It can no longer be described as calm, but completely dead and empty.

Just at the moment when he reached the blade in a daze, the man loosened his grip, and turned his wrist to forcefully change his attack from the side.

Santo was startled, and hurriedly dodged, barely evading and slashing at him with a long knife.

He was no longer careless, taking advantage of the disadvantage of the man sitting in a wheelchair, he turned around and switched attacking positions.

The man patted down with his right hand, shook the handle of the wheelchair, and turned it to the front of Santo, blocking his back attack.

Santo snorted coldly when he turned around, and swung the knife in his hand, the power of the knife was shocking.

In the midst of the fight, Santo happened to see the man's left hand twist suddenly into an inexplicable movement, and the ebony knuckles shook nimbly. The instrument is inserted into it.

"Dangdang!"

Santo let go, and the Maza knife fell to the ground. He saw a silver gray dart stuck in the back of his right hand. He was trying to avoid the blue veins between the index finger and middle finger, but it was forced into it for more than half an inch, and blood flowed from the back of the thick hand. .

"You're plotting!" Santo was furious, eager to step forward with his bare hands.

"Okay!" He Xuyi stepped forward to stop him, "If you lose, you lose, so don't deny it in the competition."

"He actually plotted against him!" Santo was furious.

There seemed to be an invisible arc in the man's eyes, and he said lightly: "How do you know that there will be no plotting by others on the battlefield."

Santo pulled out the dark dart from the back of his hand. Although the injury was not critical, he still accurately grasped the force of his hand and defeated the enemy with one move.

He glared angrily, and saw that the man's eyes were still looking straight into the distance without any ups and downs, his side face was half covered by loose curly hair, and he could see the straight and sharp nose line.

Santo sneered and said, "It really is Yanman's bastard pariah... I like this kind of unscrupulous business!"

Santo turned around and shouted to the crowd watching: "Have all the people of the Hu and Qiang tribes seen it! This is Chasa who was brought by the wolf lord! It doesn't matter what his background is, but the battle just now shows that he The intentions are sinister! This is how we Hu Qiang will defeat in the future?!"

"Everyone can think back to how useful the tactics and tricks Qiu Ri has taught him since he entered Hu Qiang! I only know that when Jingzhou was captured this time, it could still be taken without those fancy things! "

The faces of the people in the rear were not very good-looking, and some began to whisper.

"That's enough!" He Xuyi came out from the crowd and said seriously, "Podorosanto, since you lost, just go and attack Yan as you said, and I still have the right to decide the rest, Qiu Whether or not the method taught today is effective or not will be known in the future, so don't talk here to confuse the people and try to confuse people's hearts!"

"Okay," Santo waved the blood on his hand, feeling bored, pushed through the crowd and walked out, raising his eyebrows, "Hulan people, come with me now! Let's go to kill Yan together, so that other tribes can see to the end Success or failure!"

Out of the crowd came a group of brawny men in Hufu with the same proud faces, and the group left in a mighty manner, and the sound of horseshoes gradually heard in the distance.

He Xuyu looked at him coldly, then walked back to the throne, the rest of the people saw him standing silently for a while, and then said solemnly: "My Huqiang tribe has a total of eighteen clans since ancient times, and now the Utlong tribe is the leader. Don't repeat today's provocative and troublesome things. If there are people who are not angry, they will naturally understand to fight! Podoro Santo has privately cooperated with the barbarians in the name of Hu and Qiang, and started a war with Yan. He has already declared that the Hulan tribe has A split heart does not mean to repent and blame, this behavior can be regarded as an act of committing rebellion and treason."

"Nowadays the foreign aggression is coming out, and our various ethnic groups have no intention of standing idly by. It's just that the Hulan ethnic group is willing to take the lead in fighting against Yan, so let them explore the enemy's situation first.

In the middle of the hunting ground, the voice of Lord Hu Qiang and Wolf Lord echoed in the snow-capped mountains, and the leaders and family members of all ethnic groups looked up at him.

"It's getting late, everyone can leave."

The crowds were bustling and diverted, and they rode horses to the extreme north. On the back of the snow-capped mountains, where the sun is sheltered from the sky, there are many houses built with gray brick walls. The solemn walls like snow-capped mountains are piercing and cold. ——Where King Le Guin is located.

When everyone retreats, there are only two people left in the open space.

Huxue moved forward and wanted to walk to the side of the other person, but before reaching him, the man left with a wheelchair.

Two shallow traces were left on the soil.

On the outskirts of Jingzhou, dusk is gradually growing.

"General, I think they should be defenseless at this moment, why don't we attack directly from behind the camp." A young soldier lying on the mountain slope quietly said to the slender young lieutenant beside him.

"Not urgent."

Fu Chen stared coldly at the noise of the enemy camp. The bonfire was lingering and black smoke was rising. It was obviously the time for the barbarians to share their meals at night, and it was a good time to catch them by surprise.

Fu Chen fixed his eyes on the fire in the distance, and said to the soldier: "You, go back to the camp now, tell Vice General Tang to block the back roads in the outskirts of Jingzhou, lead the army to block the entrance, and all the ambush troops to hide in the dark. After hearing the movement of returning troops from my side, let him rush out again and wipe out the barbarians in the suburb camp first."

"Yes!" The soldier was about to get up, when he suddenly thought of something, he bent down and whispered in the young man's ear, "General, this...we have only transferred 1000 troops here, and it is estimated that there are at least a few Hu people stationed here. Three thousand, go straight up to head-to-head...can you pull away?"

Fu Chen didn't show his impatience, he only looked at the enemy army from a distance, and said indifferently: "Shuobei's overall terrain is extremely high, and Jingzhou belongs to Dayan. Seizing a city is much easier than defending it."

The soldier nodded and said yes: "The general is right, mark this and pass it on."

Then quietly retreated.

Fu Chen let out a breath, straightened up, and said to the soldiers who were lying on the slope at this time: "Everyone and I will go around the east path and rush from the valley below, march in groups of three, remember to walk slowly all the way, don't startle the snake. "

The young man's voice is hoarse and rough, which sounds extremely weird at first glance, like the sweep of a broken branch in the wind, but it also implies strength.

All the soldiers nodded, stood up quietly and assembled the team from the slope.

Fu Chen quickly got on his horse and led the army.

A procession quietly circled the hollow.

At this time, Hu Bingying was in full swing, celebrating the temporary victory.

A broad-faced, square-eyed man smiled and said, "Come on! Drink first!"

Hu Bing next to him handed over the wine bag and said, "Damen, the leader and the others have returned to Le Guin, so there is really no need to wait for them to come together?"

"No need," before the square-eyed barbarian could speak, another person beside him came forward with a wine bag and said with a smile, "Maybe they are still celebrating in the capital at this time, this is really cheering for us The Lan people are proud! Look at the high-spirited appearance of the Utron people. If it were a hundred years ago, they would have been the wolf masters in their turn..."

"That's right." Someone beside him responded immediately.

"Okay," Damen said with a frown, "It's too early to say that, so keep your mouth shut."

The Hu Bing who took the wine bag took a sip, and agreed: "Damen is right, you guys don't say this, now you need to use all your strength to attack Yan, what's the benefit of fighting with the wolf master?"

Those people glanced at the faces of Damen and the others, and winked at each other and fell silent.

"I didn't expect Yan's defenders to be so weak," said Hu Bing next to him. "If I had known this earlier, I would have followed Qiu Ri all day to learn what kind of formation. I should have come to seize the city before the Nanman soldiers retreated a year ago... "

Before the words could be heard here, there was a sudden noise from nowhere, and a barbarian beside him fell to the ground, with a feather arrow still stuck in his body.

The scene of the hot activities that were originally divided suddenly changed, and some barbarians shouted: "There are Yan people coming to attack the camp!"

Almost without any stop, clusters of feathered arrows swept straight down, forming a rain of arrows and landing, and Hu Bing, who couldn't dodge in time, fell to the ground with the machine.

The battalion was filled with shouts of war and disorder, and it never occurred to me that a Yan army would suddenly appear out of nowhere.

Fu Chen saw the arrows flying and slashing down, and immediately rode his horse in front, surrounded by a team of three or three red-armored personal guards, closely following behind.

Seeing the Yan army entering the camp to fight, the Hu people also gradually turned around, pulled out their Mazha swords, and adjusted their posture to face the enemy.

Fu Chen confronted the enemy with a sword. It was the first time he dealt with the barbarian's attack. While sizing up the barbarian, he was also groping for the opponent's way of handling the knife.

He saw that the Hu people were all strong and strong, and their overall size was much higher than that of the Yan people. He thought that they were even more deadly than the previous barbarians, because they were pouring real strength into the weapons in their hands.Even the weapons in his hands are the most simple and simple long-handled axes and Mazha knives, using the simplest weapons to use the most rampant strength.

The previous advantage of feathered arrows and surprise attack gradually weakened. The Hu soldiers might have seen blood in the last battle, and they were excited.

Fu Chen didn't dare to be careless, he gritted his teeth and insisted.He knew that he was good at speed, so he didn't get too entangled in the barbarian's force-exerting saber, and didn't follow the opponent's rhythm, trying to kill the barbarian with one blow first before the barbarian reacted.

Bright red blood splashed on his face, Fu Chen didn't slow down, and continued to face the enemy with a blank expression, a few barbarians around him had fallen, maybe the other party had noticed that he was the leader of this army, and gradually there were more and more barbarians Move closer to this.

Fu Chen frowned, and occasionally glanced to pay attention to the fighting situation everywhere. Hu Yan's soldiers were inseparable, and the Hu people were fierce, so they were not easy to deal with.

He once again plunged into the siege with a sword in his hand, and the barbarian swords were everywhere. He used both eyes and ears, and almost subconsciously took the lead in attacking the enemy with dangerous moves before they approached him.

Horseshoes protruding in the distance.

"The leader is here with the crowd!" some Hu people shouted.

Seeing the arrival of the reinforcements, all the Hulan people couldn't help but look happy, and the originally ignited fighting spirit attacked again with mighty force.

As soon as Santov returned to the army, he saw this posture and immediately merged into the killing formation.

Fu Chen noticed the darkening sky, his heart froze for a moment, and he shouted during the fight: "Chi Jia listens to the order! Now withdraw the troops and return to the army!"

When the Hu people heard the words, their unruly smiles became even more obvious, and they mocked in their hearts that all the Yan soldiers were useless.

Hearing this, the soldiers in red armor knew Fu Chen's arrangement in their hearts, so they acted according to the plan and began to withdraw their troops.

The barbarians have just gained an advantage on the battlefield, how can they withdraw?I saw his chasing troops on top, following the retreating red armor army and shifting positions.

Fu Chen's loud shout just now caught Santo's attention. He knew that the person who gave the order must be the leader of the Yan army, so he rode his horse to follow the sound and killed the general. He is tall and thin, with tied hair. Although he can't see his face clearly, he looks like a young man from the quick moves he makes, and the order just now is clearly the rough voice of a veteran. Could it be? He made a mistake?

The battlefield was changing rapidly, Santo didn't dare to delay, he rode his horse and galloped away to the young man, within three feet, the young swallow general seemed to be aware of it, and cast a cold glance at him between the horizontal swords.

Santo was stunned for a moment by the bloody eye sockets. With just one glance, he knew that this young Yan general was not simple, and he definitely did not recognize the wrong voice just now.As a result, bloodthirsty malice grew in his heart, and he raised the Mazha knife and approached him again.

The sound of the wind broke in his ears, Fu Chen subconsciously avoided it, bent his waist and kept turning his wrists for a moment, both offensive and defensive, and swung his sword diagonally the moment he relaxed his vigilance.

Santo's saber fell to the ground, seeing the young man bent back instantly, to the point where he was barely close to the horse's back, he was secretly lamenting that the young man's waist strength is extremely rare, so he never noticed that the young Yan general was defending In an instant, he held the sword in his left hand and slashed downwards.

His eyes touched the movement of the young man, and he was about to withdraw his hand and withdraw the Mazha knife to block back, but he suddenly noticed that his right hand, which is used to holding the knife, exerted too much force, and even the blood from the wound injured by the enemy's hidden weapon was stimulated again, and the center of the back of the hand was stabbed The feeling made him stagnate briefly.

Just stopping at this moment, Fu Chen's sword was extremely fast and fierce. Before he realized that he was dodging again, he slashed straight at the other person. The blade of the sword penetrated into the flesh. The tough arm flew out at an angle, and blood spattered.

The severe pain in the right arm joint suddenly spread, and Santo was unbelievable for a moment. It was unimaginable that his arm was cut off by the boy from Yan Kingdom. He was furious and ignored the severe pain in his arm. , the left hand wanted to attack again.

Fu Chen took advantage of the short interval between him and raised his eyes to look around the battle situation. Most of the barbarians had been led to the periphery, and his heart fell a little. He didn't want to get too entangled with this barbarian, so he prepared to retreat.Seeing that the barbarian had a severed arm, he was still unwilling to step forward to challenge him. Seeing this, Fu Chen feared that he would delay the transfer of the rest of the barbarians, so he galloped back and fled.

Santo didn't let him go, and when he saw his horse retreating, he led his horse forward too.

"Santo! You're injured!" The square-eyed Hu puppet next to him saw the blood flowing from the joint of his right arm, and hurriedly said, "Go back and stop the bleeding first!"

"Stop talking nonsense!" Santo looked impatient, "Let me kill this kid first!"

The few remaining Hu soldiers in front of the battalion saw that the leader Santo was galloping forward, and followed him closely.

Here Tang Lan had already heard the sound of fighting gradually spreading in the distance, so he raised his voice and ordered: "Chi Jia listens to the order! Get ready to attack!"

When the first barbarian broke into the formation, he hadn't noticed the danger around him, and was still focused on fighting with the Yan soldiers in front of him, but the huge rushing sound that followed made him tremble subconsciously, and then looked at the Yan soldiers in front of him. With both eyes of Bing, he has already seen the triumphant smile hidden in his pupils.

Suddenly, the Hu people who had just chased the deserters ambushed in the middle of the forest. The Hulan Hu soldiers who thought they had the upper hand at this moment were chased and intercepted by the Yan army like a turtle in a urn.

"There is an ambush! Get back!" The square-eyed barbarian saw this posture just now, and knew he had fallen for it, and shouted to Santo, who was still fighting with General Yan, "Santo! Get back!"

Santo stared at the young man in front of him and didn't want to let him go. Holding the knife in his left hand was already quite strenuous, but he felt unwilling to fall on this young man who hadn't fully grown his hair yet.

Fu Chen was eager to deal with the barbarian in front of him, his sword was even more fierce, and all his previous sword skills were revealed at this moment.

I didn't pay attention for a moment, and the sword stabbed at the shoulder of the Hu man again, and the Hu man quickly pulled back.

Santo spurted red blood straight forward, and the square-eyed barbarian at the side saw the movement here, and said in surprise: "Santo!"

The square-eyed barbarians no longer cared about Yan Bing, and shouted: "All barbarians retreat! Quickly retreat!"

This side went straight to Santo, who had blood in his mouth, and blocked the sword of the young Yan general next to him.

Fu Chen didn't want to let him go, and seeing that the new square-eyed barbarian was still quite strong, his heart sank a little, and he immediately fought back with his sword.

During the entanglement, he still couldn't help paying attention to the movement on the field. With the help of Tang Lan's ambushes, most of the barbarians who had entered the battle were wiped out on the spot, and some had already fled without a trace.

Seeing that Santo's blood was pouring, the square-eyed barbarian simply pulled up his horse and turned around to cover Santo's retreat.

There were not many barbarians left in the arena, Fu Chen had no intention of chasing him any further, so he reined in his horse and returned.

On the other side Tang Lan also came on horseback with a knife in hand, and said to Fu Chen, "How is it? Are you all right?"

Fu Chen relaxed his face, and said slowly to him: "It's okay, the barbarians stationed in the suburbs have been wiped out more than half this time, and now we can go back to the camp to prepare the next plan..."

"Well," Tang Lan nodded, and then shouted at the red-armored soldiers who were also heavily wounded in the arena, "Brothers! Go back to the camp for a truce!"

At this time, the night was as dark as ink, and the ground was stained with blood.

All the soldiers were a little tired, and the sound of horseshoes could not be heard.

Tang Lan said to Fu Chen silently to the side: "... General Liao is coming with a large army. Let's go back to defend the city and intercept them. By then, we can catch them all. This time Hu Qiang's civil strife will be over."

"... Mmm." Fu Chen said.

Tang Lan couldn't see Fu Chen's face clearly in the darkness, and he also knew that his own face was also hidden in the shadows.

"Just now I saw a few barbarians besieging you over there, are you injured?"

"……No."

"Your swordsmanship is really invincible now. I think the barbarians you led just now are all brute men with thick backs, and it is difficult to escape from your hands...It is indeed amazing."

"..."

"...Why do you talk so little now?" Tang Lan said, with a slightly relaxed tone, "You are still so silent in front of me? Are you still worried about barbarians and thinking about tactics?"

"No," Fu Chen's words were still calm, without any ups and downs, "I just... feel a little tired..."

When everything was about to rest, Tang Lan came over and patted him on the shoulder: "Rest early."

Fu Chen still hooked the corners of his lips in the darkness, facing a dark shadow in Tang Lan's direction, he responded:

"...Okay, listen to you."