The sun hung high in the sky, and its scorching rays scorched the earth, but it could not penetrate the deep and winding valley of Ningwu Valley, which was 700 miles away.
The cool wind blew against the soldiers of the Han army who had trekked for ten days. It was really "cool", just like the temperature in early autumn. The surface of the rocks in the valley was slightly wet, because the water vapor in the valley was extremely heavy.
Because it just rained moderately two days ago.
The soldiers had no way to light a fire, so for ten days they repeatedly ate the high-protein and high-sugar cut cakes made by Zhu Biao in a surprise attack, and drank the sweet mountain spring water in the valley. If it was only one or two meals or a day or two, for ordinary people
For the soldiers, it was indeed enjoyment. But after ten days, the enjoyment turned into painful torture.
The cut cake is so greasy that it makes people vomit. After taking a small bite, they want to drink a bamboo tube of water. But everyone knows that they must endure it.
The atmosphere in the team is silent. No matter how cheerful a person is, they will no longer be in the mood to have fun after walking on dangerous mountain roads for ten days and eating the same food day after day for ten days. But the only difference today is,
As before, the officers and soldiers of the Muzhou Army were silently eating unpalatable food. At this moment, their eyes were filled with joy and longing. One day, they would be able to reach the entrance of Ningwu Valley. This day was finally over.
Son!
For some soldiers with brave personalities, they would rather go through fire and water on the front line than have to endure the hardship day after day!
The exit of Ningwu Valley is much wider and flatter than the inside of the valley, which is suitable for large groups of soldiers and horses to enter and exit. However, given the geographical location of the Zhongshan Army, it is also very easy to be discovered. If they collide like this, if they cannot break through the blockade of the Zhongshan Army at the entrance of the valley,
The Han army was in danger of being wiped out.
To shorten the distance between the two armies as much as possible, it is necessary to get rid of Zhongshan Army's sentinels and scouts as early as possible.
This requires the help of Xing Tianxiao, Chu Jian and Shi Tianba, as well as more than 30 of their subordinates.
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"Huh..." Yang Yi took a long breath, and his nervousness eased a lot. He had just wiped the necks of two Zhongshan Army hidden sentries before, and the patrolling Zhongshan Army turned around. Fortunately, the smell of blood was not affected.
I smelled it, and I was always on tenterhooks, and finally I expected this Zhongshan Army to leave. I put my ear to the ground and listened carefully again, and the patter of footsteps became farther and farther. It turned out that the people were indeed gone.
He stood up silently.
After relaxing his body, Yang Yi put the dagger in his sleeve and glanced at the retreating back of the patrolling Zhongshan Army with lingering fear. The short quarter of an hour lying in the grass in troubled times made him feel better than if he had followed the army.
After a big battle, you are still exhausted.
A team of fully organized Zhongshan soldiers, a total of fifty people. Don't say that he is just a first-class master. Even the innate master cannot kill them all with one blow. And as long as someone shouts loudly, everyone's efforts will be completely eliminated.
All in vain.
But the result is good, I am not in danger. I can continue to move forward to check the sentinel!
Patting the dirt on his body, Yang Yi ran forward neatly, half-bowed along the rocks and grass, and ran towards a forest a hundred feet away. He felt in his heart that there was a possibility in the woods.
There is a hidden outpost of the Zhongshan Army.
The light in the valley is not very good, and it is even darker in the woods. As soon as you enter, it feels like the sky has entered the evening.
With both ears propped up, Yang Yi carefully explored the small woods. The gray-black clothes could hide well in the dim woods. Yang Yimeng, who was crouched, could see at a glance.
Almost like a giant monkey.
Three feet, five feet, ten feet... there is no gain at all.
Yang Yi's vigilant heart slowly relaxed. Maybe this forest with a depth of less than 20 feet really did not hide the secret sentry of the Zhongshan Army!
Yang Yi looked at the trees carefully. He didn't know how many years they were big trees. It was just because there was not much sunlight. Although most of the tree species were elms, neem trees and the like, which tend to have luxuriant branches, the branches and leaves in the woods were not too dense.
Too lush. The big tree has few branches but is thick...
Suddenly, Yang Yi's scalp exploded violently, and he felt a chill on his neck. Then his ears heard an almost undetectable "hissing" sound of a weapon cutting through the air.
It came from the back of his head. "Damn it! Damn it!" Yang Yi secretly cursed at himself. They were all veteran scouts who followed Xing Tianxiao to the battlefield. He didn't expect to be attacked by his colleagues today. If he died due to a sneak attack by his colleagues,
That would be too embarrassing. Even if he died, he would not have the shame to see his former brothers.
His body reflexively jumped forward, the dagger slipped from his sleeve, and he put it on his back in the "Su Qin Back Sword" style with his backhand. He heard a crisp sound of gold and iron, and a strong force came from
The sound came from behind, causing Yang Yi's forward body to accelerate even more, instantly escaping from the range of the person behind him.
He pressed his free left hand on the ground, raised his arm again, and his whole body spun around in the air and landed on the ground. The dagger on his back was also swept around by Yang Yi.
Seeing that his opponent did not follow suit, he was relieved, but then he was filled with anger, not only against his colleagues who were also attacking him not far away, but also against himself. He had really slacked off just now.
"Boy, that's good!" A word that seemed to be a compliment but was actually a mockery came out of the other party's mouth, with a condescending tone. It was like a cat that saw a mouse and didn't want to kill it, but wanted to prepare to play with it first.
One play.
"Old man, don't act like you are old in front of me. Let's see what's true under our hands."
Yang Yi carefully observed his opponent. He was probably thirty-seven or eighty-year-old, and his strength should not be at the level of fame. Otherwise, he would not have died or been seriously injured just now.
The timidity in my heart has gone away a lot. This proves that even if the opponent is stronger than me, it is not much stronger. I have to fight to the death to kill the opponent. It is best for this guy to be so crazy and come out instead of calling the police first when he finds the enemy*
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With the dagger across his chest, Yang Yi's face was like a piece of cold iron, and his whole body was like a piece of ice, exuding a chilling aura all the time.
The Zhongshan Army scout on the opposite side also seemed to realize something. He immediately put away the sadistic intent just now. The murderous look in his eyes became stronger. His body was as motionless as pouring copper. His hand was raised. The sharp sword was lying in the air. The cold light flowed, as if
The generals who set off for battle are looking forward to a bloody battle.
"Kill -" Almost at the same time, a violent cry for killing burst out from the depths of the two people's throats. The light of the sword flashed, the sound of gold and iron clashed, and the two figures were entangled and twisted together quickly.
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Just like the scouts in the era of hot weapons, the scouts in the era of cold weapons were not only the most capable and brave group of people in the army, but also the most cold-blooded group of people. Yang Yi and the Zhongshan Army scouts opposite wanted to use the most powerful methods.
Kill the opponent at a fast speed, so that once you take action, you will have no reservations. With the crisp sound of clanging, little bits of blood can't help but sprinkle on the surrounding grass.
But while the two men were fighting, the subtle sound of "suosuo" came from the branches not far away, but it was completely drowned by the sound of gold and iron.
"Creak-" It seemed to be the sound of a powerful crossbow twisting.
"噌——" Amidst the sound of the machine spring hitting, a black line shadow shot out from the treetops and passed through the air. The black cluster of arrows accurately shot towards the back of the Zhongshan Army scout.
"Ah——" The Zhongshan Army scout, who had four daggers in his body without making a single cry, finally roared in anger and fright. He was also attacked by someone, and his opponent was equipped with a powerful crossbow!
But as soon as he shouted, he quickly dodged sideways, but the two crossbow arrows shot together with the crossbow bolt accurately blocked his left and right directions. That powerful crossbow was a three-shot crossbow!
The helpless Zhongshan Army scout could only turn around and knock the crossbow arrow away.
Yang Yi, who was covered in the same blood, became energetic. When his reinforcements arrived, he started to strangle even more frantically and desperately. One knife for another, one life for one. The reinforcements behind him came to help quickly. In less than thirty seconds,
After the Zhongshan Army scout shouted out his unwillingness, he fell to the ground unwillingly.
"Let's go, I'll help you heal your wounds!" The Zhongshan Army may have noticed the movement of this fight. After all, the woods are only four or five miles away from the Zhongshan Army's stronghold at the entrance of Ningwu Valley!
"Attack—" Zhu Biao didn't hesitate at all when he saw a firework rising into the air and immediately issued the order. He knew very well that the meaning of the firework was that the Zhongshan Army was alerted during the scouting battle.
At a distance of seven or eight miles, the Han army, which had eaten, drank, and rested for a long time, marched hastily and reached the outside of the Zhongshan military stronghold in less than two-quarters of an hour.
Carrying the simplest ladder or a tree trunk, Gao Xie urged his troops to attack the Zhongshan Army camp crazily.
After Huangfu Jian introduced the characters of the three generals in detail, Zhu Biao chose two generals, Gao Xie and Yang Yanzhang, to follow him in this battle. Li Panlong, who had a somewhat slippery personality and was unsteady, stayed with Huangfu Jian and continued to block Changping.
Show off your power.
Comparing the characters of Gao Xie and Yang Yanzhang, although both of them are firm, resolute, and have strong military orders, the former is more indifferent to life, while the latter is somewhat like Zhu Biao's character.
From what Huangfu Jian said, the three of them were all generals. If we also count Jiyang Huyanqing, who had been transferred to the second wave of anti-rebellion infantry southward, and the double-whip general, there were also four talents.
Li Huizu lost half of the Northern Han army in his expedition to the north, and also lost the best of the Northern Han generals. However, it seems that there are still talents in the next generation.
"Kill..." The heavy armored infantry stepped forward and charged towards the stronghold bravely.
Braving the arrows shot down in the camp, he moved the antlers away, resisted the horse, hugged the tree trunk and ran straight into the gate and fence of the Zhongshan Army camp.
One by one, the soldiers fell in the middle, and the other soldiers followed. Gao Xie's men were like the Han cavalry in the Battle of Xiyang, who were not afraid of life and death. He himself also rushed to the front with a big sword in hand.
If outsiders didn't know better, they would probably think that the morale of Gao Xie's soldiers was at the limit, and that they would return to their country loyal to the emperor and serve the country. But Zhu Biao could clearly see from the status bar that the morale of Gao Xie's soldiers was only around 70 points, not to mention comparison.
The thousand men and horses under Zhu Biao's direct command were far inferior to Yang Yanzhang's two thousand soldiers.
"It is indeed mean and cruel!" (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to become a registered member of Piaotian Literature to recommend this work. Your support is my biggest motivation.)
