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Chapter 908 Under the Iron Hoof (1)

About thirty or forty miles northwest of Wuguan, Beiliang crossbowmen appeared. Of the six hundred crossbowmen, only a hundred cavalry led by Colonel Heng Yinyang were left.

Although this place is only thirty or forty miles away from Wuguan, the crossbowmen walked for a whole day and night, for no other reason than that they took a detour to avoid the Yan army directly north of Wuguan.

Heng Yinyang rode his horse past, his eyes scanning the surrounding hillsides from time to time. In this spring season, the vegetation on the mountains had sprouted new leaves, blocking the soldiers' view.

Si Yangshuo was following Heng Yinyang obediently, with silence in his eyes.

Ever since Yan Yu and his comrades were killed in battle, he, who was originally so cheerful, gradually became taciturn. Apart from meeting barbarians, nothing else could excite him.

Hanging at the rear of the team were No. 20 and 30 crossbowmen, erasing the traces of their horses as they marched, as if to prevent the Yan army's sentries from discovering them.

"Stab, stab, stab~"

They cut down huge branches, tied them to the horses' backs, and gently dragged them across the ground to cover most of the horse's hoof prints.

Crossbowmen rarely do this when dispatched. Doing so delays the marching time and is quite troublesome. Although the soldiers were a little confused in their hearts, they did not ask why they were doing this.

The crossbowmen who came out of Wuguan were divided into six teams, each team was like this, and a large net was cast along the northwest direction of Wuguan.

"Xiao Shuo, come here."

Heng Yinyang on horseback waved, and Si Yangshuo immediately appeared beside Heng Yinyang.

Heng Yinyang looked at this young face and said softly: "Do you know our mission this time?"

"I know! Hidden march, don't ask about anything else!"

Si Yangshuo was in the tent when the military affairs were arranged that day, and he knew all about Heng Yinyang's military orders.

"Don't you quite understand?" Heng Yinyang smiled slightly.

Si Yangshuo nodded honestly: "It has been a few years since we joined the crossbowmen. This is indeed the first time we have heard this order, but we will do whatever the prince says, without any hesitation."

Although he is young, his tone is very sophisticated and he looks like a proper veteran.

Heng Yinyang squinted his eyes and said: "According to the military regulations of the Liang Army, I cannot tell you other arrangements, but now I can tell you clearly that there will be a big battle soon, and you will have to kill a few barbarians by then.

, avenge Lao Yan!"

Si Yangshuo's eyes lit up and he nodded.

In fact, before he sent out the troops, he realized that a big battle was about to be fought, otherwise King Liang would not have seen them off in person. But now that Heng Yinyang confirmed his suspicions, he felt much more at ease.

"You kid, don't keep a straight face all day long."

Heng Yinyang's eyes were filled with melancholy: "Lao Yan has been with me much longer than you. I am sad that he is gone, but don't let your emotions affect your judgment."

"clear!"

Listening to Heng Yinyang's teachings, Si Yangshuo seemed to have figured out something, and his whole person seemed a little more energetic.

Heng Yinyang also nodded happily. He was indeed the apprentice that Yan Yu had chosen. He had a quick mind and was a talent that could be created.

Just as the two were laughing and chatting, Si Yangshuo's eyes suddenly froze, he turned to look at the jungle in the distance, and subconsciously placed his palm on the handle of the knife.

Just now, out of the corner of his eye, he seemed to catch a glimpse of someone flashing there. Si Yangshuo said in a deep voice, "Head, there seems to be someone."

"laugh!"

In just an instant, the seven or eight crossbowmen beside him cocked their arrows. Their movements were extremely fast, and their arrows were aimed directly at the small forest on the side.

"oh?"

Heng Yinyang followed Si Yangshuo's gaze and looked at the woods. After watching it for a while, he waved his hands casually: "Don't be nervous, everyone, put down your arrows. You are mistaken, I guess it is some kind of pheasant and hare."

, let’s go! Keep moving forward!”

The crossbowmen hung their arrows back on their horses and gave strict orders.

Si Yangshuo was stunned for a moment, his face full of doubts. His eyes were weak and he should be right. Moreover, Heng Yinyang looked so nonchalant and left without sending anyone to search. This

It’s not like Heng Yinyang’s character.

To be able to sit in the position of captain of the crossbowmen, one's vigilance is far beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Suddenly, he seemed to see a strange smile appear on the corner of Heng Yinyang's mouth, and he blinked playfully. In an instant, he thought of what Heng Yinyang had just said.

Don’t ask! Just do it!

"Drive~"

Si Yangshuo, who seemed to understand something, raced his horse to catch up with Heng Yinyang's figure, while the crossbowman who was at the end carefully cleaned the horse's hoof prints, erasing the traces of their passing.

After the Baishi Cavalry Crossbowmen walked away, the woods where Si Yangshuo's eyes had just stopped shook again, and several figures emerged from it.

"Damn, I was scared to death. I was almost discovered by Liang Jun."

A bald Yan Jun cursed and said: "These people have very good eyesight. Fortunately, we were well hidden, otherwise we would have been discovered long ago."

It turns out that these people are sentry riders of the Yan army. Si Yangshuo was right, there are indeed people here!

There were twenty or thirty people lying in the entire dense forest, and the war horses were tied at a distance. It was obvious that they had been monitoring Heng Yinyang and the others for a while.

"You almost killed us if you moved around!"

The man next to the bald man who looked like the leader raised his leg and kicked him on the butt.

The bald man said aggrievedly: "Head, please be gentle!"

The leader, Commander Yan Jun, was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat just now. He had twenty or thirty people under his command. If Liang Jun discovered them, they would all have to answer here today.

"Head, but I haven't seen the Liangjun scouts for quite some time. Where did they appear from? This time, isn't there a lively fight in Wuguan?" the bald man asked with a puzzled look on his face.

Since the Liang army suffered defeats in Linyi Valley and Pukou, all the crossbowmen have shrunk back to Wuguan, and the outside of the pass has completely become the world of the Yan army's rangers.

This group of crossbowmen was suddenly discovered today, and people have to be cautious.

Commander Yan Junbiao shook his head: "I don't understand, but I guess they are going to make big moves. You can see that they have to cover up their tracks while marching. It is obvious that they have a purpose. I wonder what tricks they are playing!"

Ranger operations generally focus on one person coming and going like the wind, quickly conveying military information back and forth, but this group of Liang soldiers obviously sacrificed speed and strived to achieve absolute concealment.

The bald man was stunned for a moment, and then said happily: "Then what are you waiting for? Let's report this information quickly, maybe we will be successful. Or let's follow them and see what they are doing?

"

The commander started to curse again: "Follow me! Of course I have to report back to the camp. No. 100 of the Liang Army, you have to save your life. Let's go!"
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