Bai Qingyan asked Xiao Ruohai to increase the weight of the iron sandbag every day in order to increase his own strength. On the tenth day, Bai Qingyan began to carry weights and practice archery.
On the 15th, when the army arrived at the city of Barbarians, Bai Qingyan held the sun-shooting bow in his hand and shot the grass on the ground with an arrow.
What Xiao Ruohai saw along the way, Bai Qingyan made efforts to pick up the sun shooting bow, and his eyes turned red: "Young Master..."
She wiped the beads of sweat from her face like soybeans with her shoulders, pulled out a feather arrow, and said to Xiao Ruohai calmly: "Pull the grass away..."
Xiao Ruohai nodded, rushed to the grass handle before the grass handle and lifted it up five feet backwards to increase the weight of the grass handle chassis.
Bai Qingyan, who was covered in sweat, pulled the bow with an arrow, and his eyes, which showed his deep sharpness, looked straight at the grass and turned the red heart.
"call out--"
The sweat hanging on her extremely long eyelashes dripped as she shot the arrow.
The sound of arrows breaking through the air is full of strength and murderous aura compared to fifteen days ago. The buzzing wings of the long arrow are particularly clear on this quiet night. After a very heavy muffled sound, Xiao Ruohai added weight.
The grass shook violently and barely stood firm again, and the arrow was still in the red heart.
Not enough, or not enough...
She pulled out another feather arrow and pulled the bow.
Bai Jinzhi stood behind Bai Qingyan and looked around the generals and soldiers who had appeared in the martial arts field.
In the past few days, the elder sister practiced arrows on time every day. General Shi Panshan, General Zhen Zeping and General Zhang Duanrui who went out to fight with the army were all here.
She felt a little troubled, afraid that the prince knew that the eldest sister was capable, and after this great victory... she would not give the eldest sister a chance to survive.
Zhen Ze calmly stared at Bai Qingyan's tall and beautiful figure. From his tough and strong daughter Lang in front of him, he seemed to see the figure of Prince Bai Qishan, the Duke of Zhenguo.
Zhen Zeping has never seen a person with a more casual archery posture than Bai Qishan in his life, nor has he seen a person with a more accurate archery posture than Bai Qishan. Bai Qingyan is no less than his father...
"It's true, a tiger father has no dog daughter!" Shi Panshan couldn't help but sigh.
"Didn't it mean that the eldest daughter of Zhenguo Duke's Mansion was completely useless after being injured and was injured, and she was a useless person?" someone asked.
"Probably after the death of grandfather, father, uncle and brothers, I want to pick up that skill again!" Zhang Duanrui tightened his sword, remembering the battle to destroy Shu with the Duke of the Kingdom that year.
This girl, known as Xiaobai, has a silver spear, and is extremely impressive. She has a sun-shooting bow and arrow without any slightest attack. Whenever she goes out to fight, she will be the vanguard and bravely break the enemy's formation.
How ostentatious!
Compared to that time, Bai Qingyan no longer had the arrogance of young people, and he calmed down and practiced this boring movement day after day. The rapid progress of progress made people frightened, calling it a thousand miles a day.
It's no exaggeration.
It is said that the Bai family of Duke Zhenguo’s Mansion never comes out of waste...
really!
Even if he was seriously injured and lost all his martial arts skills, after experiencing the severe pain of bereavement, even a girl could cheer up and calm down and try her best to grow into a good child and grandson who can withstand the glory of the Duke of Zhenguo Mansion.
For Zhang Duanrui, who had fought with the Bai family army, he could better understand the indomitable spirit and the strong character of the Bai family.
When the army set out, the prince looked at Bai Qingyan who had been walking for more than ten days. His eyes were no longer just admiration, but admiration.
The Bai family doesn’t have any waste, even the daughter Lang is so tough!
No wonder, my father was afraid of Duke Zhenguo’s Mansion...
The prince looked at Bai Qingyan and sighed, and finally got on the carriage. Quan Yu was right. He was a nobleman and a crown prince. He was not a general who fought and killed. There was no need to compete with such a tough-minded general. Who could do that.
Suffering hardships.
He wants to learn it is a method of weighing the country and governing the country.
Bai Qingyan raised his foot south and he would be at Wanping tonight, and he was getting closer... he was getting closer to Yunpoxing.
Now the Western Liang and Southern Yan coalition forces have broken through Tianmen Pass, and the army has stopped here because of peace talks and has never moved forward.
If the 50,000 troops arrive in Wanping, there will be only a urn city between them and Tianmen Mountain.
She clenched her fists tightly, suppressing the murderous intent in her heart.
Bai Jinzhi, who was following her, quietly held her hand that was so strong that she turned white, and whispered: "Sister, I'm close..."
From the way from Zhacheng to Wanping, all you can see are the refugees who pass by them from Wanping to Zhacheng.
Some are richer and drive a ox cart forward.
There are also strong men who are pushing a wheelbarrow and taking their own wives and children, there are also elderly people who are trembling with crutches and tremblingly catching up with the team for fear of being left behind, and there are also children who are crying and hungry!
Some people have no clothes to cover themselves, while others have unkempt hair and dirty faces, but without exception, everyone has vicissitudes of life and their faces are gray and yellow.
In the battles in troubled times, the people who were powerless to tie a chicken could only be forced to leave their hometowns and wander around in order to survive.
Bai Qingyan held his hands tightly, breaking the time of a month... The Jin Dynasty, which has always been prosperous and stable, makes people feel like they are broken, and the people are living in poverty.
These surviving people were all exchanged for their lives by her father, uncle and brother, and the Bai family army!
When they saw the vast army, they hurriedly avoided the sides, stopped, stared at them, and whispered.
"Is this an army sent by the imperial court?!"
"Is it that general from the Bai family of Duke Zhenguo's Mansion came to save us?"
"Is this going to go out to seize our Fengxian County?! Can we go home?!"
"Oh, what's the use? All the generals in the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion have died in southern Xinjiang. There is no general in the Bai family! Yun Poxing is so powerful... it can't be beaten!" An old man sighed.
"Which general is this?" asked a bold man.
Quan Yu, who was sitting on the eaves of the carriage, couldn't help but shout for his prince: "The prince personally leads his troops to fight! He will definitely kill Yun and break the head!"
But beyond Quanyu's surprise, the people did not shout that the prince's bravery, but they were surprisingly silent.
"Let's go! You can't win without the Bai family general! You'd better run away!" The old man holding the ten-year-old child sighed, shook his head and walked forward with a crutch.
Bai Qingyan, who was sweating steadily forward, looked at the old man in deep eyes, and looked at the old man with all his eyes. The old man paused, staring at Bai Qingyan who had passed by him, and suddenly remembered what turned around and marched towards the army.
He followed two steps in the direction.
That thin and tall figure...he has seen it!
Four years ago, Nanyan invaded, and the general defended the city was defeated by Fengxian. Just as the army in Nanyan broke through the city, the cavalry holding the black sails and white python flag of the Bai family army approached at a rapid speed. The general and the people were excited to fight back. They could take their own family.
The hoe and the latte Qiu are fighting with the Nanyan army!
The Bai family army rushed into the city, and a general named Xiaobaishang rescued his only grandson from the enemy's big knife with a silver spear.