I farmed in ancient times

The mountain wind howled, each battalion took its soldiers to the mountain, and waited quietly for the time of Mao to arrive.

Xia Jun at the foot of the mountain didn't notice it. Except for the guards, the others thought that the Song Jun would not find out, and most of them were asleep.

Wang Wuhu's plan was to go straight down at Maoshi, killing them all without leaving behind. The soldiers of the five battalions waited quietly outside the mountain, and the commander of the battalion looked in the direction of the fifth battalion without blinking. They are all waiting for a little fire at Maoshi.

After the midnight, New Year's Eve is the first day of the new year. There is no moon in the red sky, only the sound of the breathing of comrades who are close.

Everything in the world was very quiet, and the freezing temperature almost merged people and the world into one. At the end of the Yin hour, there was a sudden cry of pain from the mountain, followed by the clanging of soldiers and soldiers.

What's going on over there! ?Everyone thought so, and soon, the sound of fighting came from the rear of all the battalions. Chen Xinhong swung his knives heavily, and his thick voice broke through the entire quiet valley, shouting word by word: "Rear! Fang! Enemy! Raid!"

Immediately, everyone changed direction, and Chen Xinhong drove his horse towards the end of the team, "Don't mess up the formation!"

"Li Changwu, stay where you are!"

Rushing to the end of the team, Chen Xinhong felt chills in his heart, the Xia army in the valley was just a cover, the real Xia army had already ambushed on the hilltop, mantis catching cicadas, and oriole behind.

Chen Xinhong, who understood in an instant, swung a bent knife and rushed directly into Xia Jun's formation.

"Come on—"

"kill!"

There is no war drum, no gold ringing, the soldiers in the snow are all relying on momentum, as long as Xia's army is dispersed and joined with other battalions, there may be a chance of winning tonight.

"Be careful!" Li Xiurong finished speaking to Jue Ming, holding a spear, the tip of the spear crossed the snow, and drove his horse towards the formation.

The night was dark and the wind was high, and the archers couldn't tell where the enemy was, so they could only draw their bows and lean against a ball, looking around vigilantly.

The sound of soldiers fighting was endless, and the bow and arrow couldn't be used to its fullest right now, so Caesar simply put it away, took out the short dagger pinned to his waist, and held it in his hand.

Xia Jun, who was only patrolling in the valley, heard the sound echoing around the valley, and he was determined that the plan was successful. All he had to do was to encircle and suppress this group of silly Song soldiers in the valley, put on their clothes and return to the city, and cooperate with each other inside and outside. , Yuanzhou can easily break through.

The lack of movement before was just to paralyze Song Jun. Xia Jun only picked when they thought they would be least able to do it, so that they could catch them off guard and take them by surprise.

Xia Jun in the valley assembled his team, picked a direction, and surrounded Song Jun in front.

"Here they come!" shouted an archer.

"A team of nine people is staggered. We surround this area like a crescent moon, fighting and retreating." A strong man with a vicissitudes of life said, "Let them taste the power of the three battalions of marksmen!"

"Okay!" Hearing the words of the team leader, the archers were divided into squadrons, set a secret signal, groped for the battle, and drew the bow with the arrow.

It was pitch black in front of them, covered by trees, everyone had no idea, only knew that if there were too many people shooting blindly, there would always be a few hits, which was better than just watching.

The group of Xia soldiers extinguished the campfire at the bottom of the valley and went up the mountain in the dark. They could only tell where they were going by the neighing of their horses and the sound of their feet stepping on the snow.

Jueming followed in the middle of the team, clenched the black bow in his hand, and the leader of the team gave a snarl. Everyone knew that they were going to shoot arrows, so they raised their bows one after another, pinched the arrow feathers, and drew the string to the full.

Xia Jun rode closer and closer, and the team leader said, "Let go!"

Flowing arrows swarmed towards Xia Jun in all directions, and there were several cries of pain from Xia Jun.

The archers didn't stop their hands, and then put down a round, blocking Xia Jun on the road, and it wasn't until four or five rounds of arrows passed that the leader of the team shouted: "Retract the team!"

The archer immediately retracted his bow, stepped back in small steps, gradually approached the team in the camp, and released it a second time.

Chen Xinhong noticed that Xia Jun was attacking back and forth, so he assigned Li Xiurong to lead the team at the end of the team, and led the team himself at the front.

At Chen Shi, the mountainside was covered with a layer of white light, and the east was flushed red. Xia Jun knew that the sun was about to come out, and the offensive became more violent.

With the light of the sun, Chen Xinhong swung the bent knife, and the two Xia soldiers were slashed in half by brute force, and fell to the ground after spinning half a circle in inertia.

Blood splattered all over his legs, Chen Xinhong didn't dare to delay, saw a place where the troops were weak, and shouted: "Follow me!"

Those who were close quickly surrounded Chen Xinhong, Chen Xinhong gritted his teeth, and took the lead in driving his horse over. Wherever Qu Dao went, blood flowed like a river, and no one could stop him.

The Xia army at the end of the team saw that the front was about to be breached, knowing that Tianliang would be shot at by the archers in the end when he stayed here.

Song Jun will let them get what they want?Li Xiurong raised his spear, "Stop them!"

The Song army at the end of the team moved quickly, and the archers followed the team to move, firmly stopping Xia Jun, preventing them from taking advantage of it.

The golden crow jumped out, and the golden light shone on the ground. Facing the sunlight, Li Xiurong rode a black horse to the front. With a turn of his spear, he immediately picked up a Xia army and threw it aside heavily.

——How strong should he be now?

Changing the often used long sword into a spear can be used so proficiently. In the past, I am afraid that Li Xiurong himself would not dare to think so.

As soon as the sun came out, the archers lined up their arrows as if they had been reborn, and slowly approached Xia Jun.

Gradually, a group of Xia troops coming up from the valley disappeared, Li Xiurong turned around and returned to help Chen Xinhong.

With the help of Li Xiurong, three or four battalions of hundreds of forces twisted into one rope, broke through the Xia army's defense line in a few rounds, and rushed towards the first battalion.

The first battalion and the second battalion were struggling to support, and the third battalion and the fourth battalion joined, and they were slightly relieved.

All the brothers who came tonight to train and brag together on weekdays, Chen Xinhong's heart sank, I am afraid that the situation of the Fifth Battalion will be even more difficult.

Wang Wuhu is still in Wuying.

Chen Xinhong gritted his teeth, "Follow me! Support the Fifth Battalion!"

Immediately, a wave of people came around, shuttling between the snow and the trees.

There are not many people left in the fifth battalion.

Wang Wuhu's swordsmanship was so vigorous that none of the surrounding Xia soldiers could approach him.

Chen Xinhong raised the bent knife, "Come on—"

The soldiers behind him raised their weapons and stepped forward, "Chong——"

The archers were divided into squadrons and opened the way ahead. The cold wind blew his face, his limbs were so cold that he lost consciousness, and it was difficult to bend and stretch his fingers.

The archers left the field for a while, and the infantry and cavalry all went into battle, rushing out a bloody path with their bodies, and approaching Wang Wuhu.

Wang Wuhu retracted his saber and pulled the rein tightly with his left hand, "Let's go!"

Xia Jun blocked him one after another, and Xia Jun forced the three battalions down the mountain to slowly move up the mountain. After rounding up with the third battalion, they broke through Xia's encirclement and surrounded Wang Wuhu tightly.

Seeing that Wang Wuhu was protected, the Xia army formed a team and surrounded them in a semicircle.

All the battalions were combined into one, and they couldn't resist Xia Jun's surging offensive, so they could only retreat while fighting.

At this moment, Wang Wuhu was determined to kill the little soldier who tipped off the news.

There is indeed Xia Jun in the valley, but Xia Jun is in ambush!

The closer to the mountain, the steeper it is. Wang Wuhu roughly pointed out the people, and when he came, he brought five battalions of about [-] people, but now there are only less than [-] people left.

But Xia Jun was crowded, no matter what, there were 2000 people.

The number was twice that of the Song army. Wang Wuhu put a sword in his hand on the snow and analyzed calmly, "It will be very difficult to rush out. Go and see if you can go around the mountain."

The confidant who was named drove his horse towards the top of the mountain, and turned back in less than a cup of tea, "Commander Wang, the other side of the mountain is falling straight down, and there is no way to go."

"Understood." Wang Wuhu raised his hand, "Yuanzhou Army! Listen to my orders!"

"Now, we have only one way to go. Break out of the siege and return to the main road to ask for support!"

Wang Wuhu's voice echoed in the valley.

Xia Jun's original intention was to kill all of these soldiers here, how could he give Song Jun time to rest and breathe, before Wang Wuhu told him what to do next, Xia Jun charged directly, and the offensive became even more violent.

There are not many arrows left, and there will always be a time when they run out.

Jueming found a protruding rock and climbed up it with both hands, which really opened up his vision a lot.

There were three leaders in Xia's army, rushing to the front.

The other one couldn't see his face clearly, but he was wearing heavy armor and was protected by several soldiers.

Jue Ming still decided to give it a try, in case the person leading the army this time is not an important figure in history, what if it succeeds! ?

Thinking of this, Jue Ming pulled out the thickest long arrow from the quiver, pinched the arrow feathers and placed it on the bow, squinting one eye to aim at the man in heavy armor.

The cold wind was filled with a rusty smell, and the surroundings were full of fighting spirit. The only thing in Jue Ming's eyes was Xia Jun on horseback and wearing heavy armor.

Pulling the black bow to the extreme, Jue Ming exerted all his force, the tiger's mouth in his left hand burst and oozes blood, exhausted all the energy in his body, Jue Ming let go of his hand abruptly.

The long arrow flew in the air, and it was fleeting. When the man turned his head to speak, it went straight into the door, and then used a momentum to bring the man off the horse.

Everything happened in a blink of an eye, and Xia Jun who was guarding around him suddenly panicked. Jue Ming only felt his limbs go limp.

Let go again, the soldier's head fell in response, and the surrounding Song Jun took the opportunity to raise the mace and smash it down hard.

This time he was really out of strength, Jue Ming lowered his hands, suddenly he heard a burst of wind and a cry of surprise.

"Cassia—"

Li Xiurong raised one leg and stepped on the saddle, held the spear in both hands and propped it on the ground, slanting in front of Cassia Ming from the side.

The long arrow pierced through the soft armor on Li Xiurong's body and sank into his chest.

Li Xiurong's eyes went dark, and he fell straight back. The two of them piled on top of each other and rolled down from the boulder.

Covering his chest with one hand, Li Xiurong said painfully: "Go quickly, bypass this mountain."

"Li Xiurong!" Jue Ming flattened himself, his mind blank.

--what can I do?what do i have to do !Li Xiurong cannot die!

Li Xiurong's face was filled with pain, and he couldn't stop panting, but his tone was unprecedentedly gentle.

"Go away and leave me alone."

"No." Jue Ming looked down at him, "You didn't give up on me back then, and I won't give up on you, even now."

——This is different from before. In the past, he might have struggled in the water, but now, he is almost dead.

Being able to save Cassia Ming was not in vain after learning these years of kung fu, Li Xiurong covered his heart, his panting became even weaker, and he almost lost the strength to speak.

——Why are you so stupid? It hasn't changed at all.

Jueming had mixed feelings in his heart, he dipped his hand in the blood from Li Xiurong's chest and smeared it on his face, climbed up the boulder again, and drew the bow again.

Xia Jun didn't know when he found out that the prince who had been guarding the rear was dead. In addition, the commander of the Xiang Army fell off his horse and was killed.

As long as he can walk, he can escape from this place, but Xiu Rong is injured, and moving will make the mess even worse.

Jue Ming jumped off the boulder, and the two armies left the valley entangled. There were corpses all around.

Jueming walked around the boulder and found that the black horse was loyally guarding the side, so he stepped forward to touch the black horse's mane.

Feeling the bloody smell approaching, the black horse scratched its heels uneasily and snorted.

Caesar reached out to grab its reins, dragged the horse behind the boulder, touched the horse's legs, and then pointed to Li Xiurong on the ground.

The black horse seemed to understand what Jueming meant, and knelt down with two front legs bent. Jueming took the opportunity to hug Li Xiurong and let him sit on it.

Patting the horse's buttocks with his hand, the black horse slowly stood up, and Caesar took the reins and directed the black horse to move forward.

Jue Ming is very fortunate now, he bought Taxue together with Li Xiurong back then and learned equestrianism.

The noon sun shone on his face, making his whole body feel warm.

From Li Xiurong's perspective, he could see half of Jue Ming's face. He pursed his lips, looking tense and cautious. Jue Ming's eyelashes were really long.

Li Xiurong turned his head, pressed his dry lips against Jueming's neck, and muttered softly at the place closest to his ear, "Jue... Ming, don't be burdened."

"Don't talk." Jueming's voice trembled slightly, with a crying tone, "Don't sleep either."

After speaking, Li Xiurong felt a drop of warmth on his neck.

Li Xiurong sneered, he suddenly found one of the reasons why Wanqian couldn't die.

Because Cassia is still there.