The soldiers are wrapped in military uniforms, and the hoofs of the horses are neighing.
As soon as a hazy light appeared in the sky, the sound of drums could be heard not far away. The drum beats were fierce and high-spirited. Along with the uniform footsteps of thousands of soldiers, it seemed that even the earth was shaking.
Right in front of the layers of iron cavalry, a man in military uniform sitting on a tall horse attracts people's attention.
His cool eyebrows narrowed slightly. Even after so many days of living in the open air, his handsome face had not changed at all. His red lips were a bit white in the past, and his uniform was stained with drops of blood that did not belong to him. However,
The most eye-catching thing is the red bean bracelet on the white wrist that shines with crystal red light in the morning light.
When he saw the less than ten thousand soldiers and horses on the day of departure, Yehua had already expected that someone must have tricked the emperor. However, since he had agreed, he had no choice but to fight to the death.
After more than ten days of tug-of-war with the enemy, Yehua first chose the holy land of Anrangang. The soldiers could hide among the strange rocks on both sides. The tall "Yang" flag fluttered in the wind.
Just like the bloodthirsty smile on the corner of Yehua's mouth.
Eight thousand cavalry against the opponent's 40,000 elite soldiers, Bai Yan, you are the only one who can be so ruthless.
Yehua knew very well that his command was not needed at all, because all soldiers knew that this was a battle of life and death, and any laxity would be fatal.
And the only thing he can do is live.
Because there was a woman waiting for him at home with another bunch of red beans.
Only 8,000 soldiers and horses were reasonably allocated into four teams. The first 1,000 troops were able to successfully introduce all the rebels into the gangsha of Anran Gang.
"Come on." Yehua's voice was a bit hoarse, but it was shocking enough.
As soon as he finished speaking, the 7,000 troops hiding in the surrounding area quickly surged forward, rushing towards all the rebels in an extremely orderly manner, surrounding them, like a layer of nightmare surrounding them.
The beating of the drums continued, and each drum beat seemed to hit the hearts of the soldiers. Yehua stood on a prominent boulder at a high place, looking at the rebel army that had just attacked the middle of the hill.
With a mocking smile, his voice was like a ghost, and he declared word for word: "Your sect has lost."
As his words fell to the ground, the war drum played its final note, and Yehua waved his wrist, leading the seven thousand soldiers to swarm forward.
The commander opposite was a middle-aged man who was over fifty years old. There was a long scar between his eyes, which made him look even more sophisticated and vicious.
The slightly raised eagle eyes flashed with incredible surprise. In fact, when he first decided to send troops here, he had already thought that if Yehua's soldiers surrounded Anran Gang, they might be counterattacked, but he
Calculating the distance, even if a large army wanted to surround him, it would still take a day and a night.
What's more, in his eyes, Ye Hua was just a raw young man, and he only had 7,000 troops to fear, so he decided to take this risk.
But he didn't expect that the men and horses rushing down from all directions would come back so quickly.
With more than a thousand troops resisting, he was unscathed, and he himself was completely surrounded.
There was a faint voice of uneasiness from the soldiers behind him, and the hand holding the spear kept tightening. He thought that he had been on the battlefield for so many years, but he was defeated by a junior. He knew that the opponent had a trap but he had to jump... This.
Reluctance and hatred welled up in his eyes, and he turned his head and snatched the bow and arrow from the archer beside him.
The bright sword tip laced with poison pointed at the man standing on the high rock overlooking the battlefield, looking for opportunities to dive.
A suit of black armor has an aura that cannot be ignored in the dim sky, and is cold and formidable.
Before he had time to think too much, he killed the enemy commander. Even if he could not return victorious today, it was still a mission accomplished. Moreover, the enemy army was encircled and suppressed lightly, and those eight thousand soldiers would definitely be defeated without his leadership.
At this time, Yehua was observing the confrontation between the two armies. At this time, he needed to lead the men on the post to rush down together and kill the enemy's wall. The food and grass from the rear had not been delivered for a long time.
Ye Hua understood that Bai Yan was determined to take his own life this time, but he couldn't get his wish.
The long sword in his hand drew a sharp arc, and his cold eyes narrowed slightly. Like a tiger ready to attack, he jumped up: "Kill!"
At this moment, the string in the rebel leader's hand suddenly opened.
The silver-white arrows flew away like Ye Hua like a strong wind.
"Ye Hua, be careful, Ye Hua." A surge of momentum made him sit up suddenly. However, when he saw the somewhat stunned imperial doctor and Qing Ge in front of him, he realized that he had just had a nightmare.
The cold sweat on her forehead flowed down her cheeks. Hua Xuanji didn't even bother to put on her shoes before she jumped up. She clutched the sleeves of the imperial doctor's robe tightly: "Xiaojiu, are you still awake?"
"Miss, don't be anxious, don't be anxious yet." Qingge quickly put the water basin in her hand to one side, winked at the imperial doctor, and reassured: "Xiaojiu is just too tired, he will be fine, yes
Imperial physician."
"Yes, yes." The imperial doctor quickly nodded in agreement, stretched out his hand to cover Xiaojiu's forehead, and suddenly found that the high fever was slowly weakening. He quickly turned around and said in surprise: "The fever has gone away. It seems that there is nothing serious."
Hua Xuanji, who was exhausted, sat on the edge of the bed with Qing Ge's help, but her little hands kept holding Qing Ge's sleeves tightly, and her helpless tears fell down together with her sweat:
"Qingge, you know, I...I dreamed about Yehua. Yehua was stabbed into the heart by the enemy's sword. There was a lot of blood...a lot of blood."
No matter how strong Hua Xuanji was in the past, when she thought of the bloody corpse in her dream, she burst into tears one after another. She grabbed Qingge's sleeves and burst into tears.
Qingge hurriedly comforted her: "Miss, have you forgotten? When Qingge once had a nightmare, she told me that dreams and reality are opposite. I can't say anything now. I'd better wait until Xiaojiu wakes up. Miss.
You don’t need to be too anxious, after all, if we are poor and worried now, we are hurting our own bodies, and it is also not good for the fetus."
"Water, water." Just as he was saying this, Xiao Jiu, who was lying on the soft couch next to him, suddenly made a weak voice. Before Qing Ge could react, Hua Xuanji, who had been crying in her arms just now, had already brought a cup.
The water was handed to Xiaojiu's mouth.
Xiaojiu drank some water and regained consciousness slightly. When he saw that the person feeding him water was Hua Xuanji, he was startled at first, and then he grabbed her sleeve tightly, his hoarse voice seemed to roll over the sand.
Qingge had a good sense and took the imperial doctor away on the pretext of boiling medicine. Hua Xuanji hurriedly asked: "Xiaojiu, tell me quickly, what happened to Yehua."
"Your Majesty, our 8,000-strong army was surrounded and suppressed by 40,000 troops. The Emperor's side has been reluctant to mobilize more troops, and the troops on that side need military symbols before they can be used by us. Now, the Prince and the remaining soldiers are blocked in the canyon.
If we don't mobilize our troops, I'm afraid, I'm afraid..." Xiao Jiu coughed violently and tightened her hand on Hua Xuanji's sleeve. "You are the only one who can save us now." Before Hua Xuanji could ask, Xiao Jiu asked again.
He continued: "The military talisman is the object that the prince asked you to take." He reached out from his arms and took out the human skin mask that Yehua once gave to Hua Xuanji: