The dying light of the bonfire reflected in the young man's eyes. His childish face looked a little dark and ferocious, and the more he looked at it, the more he looked less and less in line with his age.
Bai Qige took half a step back without leaving a trace, her voice and tone unchanged: "Why don't you go to bed so late? You will have another tiring day on the road tomorrow. If you don't rest early -"
"Isn't the princess sleeping too?" The young man was smart-tongued, calm and sophisticated, not as naive and timid as before. "If you can't sleep, how about I go for a walk with the princess? The night view of Kusarang is very beautiful, why don't you look around?
What a pity.”
The dagger slowly moved to his side, waiting for an opportunity to move. Bai Qige's eyes suddenly showed hostility, not because of the young man's frivolous and disrespectful tone, but because he said words that should not have appeared.
Kusarang is called Hongqueyuan in Dayao Country, which means a deserted land in the language of the Huoluo River people.
"It is said that the Huoluo River is a barbarian land. I couldn't imagine that there would be such a cunning and cunning child like you. The rumors are indeed not to be believed." With a smile on her face, Bai Qige continued to sigh, looking at the young man indifferently, her words unclear.
The word "barbarian" seemed to touch the young man's heartstrings. The calm expression he pretended suddenly turned cold. A cold aura lingered in his eyes. He raised his voice and laughed sarcastically: "As expected of Princess Dayao, she has such good eyesight. She guessed without saying anything.
It’s time for my identity. But I have to clarify one thing. I’m not a young man. You still call me ‘brother’ for your age! What, don’t you want to accept my brother’s invitation to go to the gate of hell? Or...
…You want to die here?”
As soon as he finished speaking, the young man's body moved quickly, and the bright cold light came out of its sheath and struck straight at Bai Qige.
There is no doubt that this person must be a spy of the Huoluohe tribe. Dayao soldiers mostly attack with knives and slash across the waist. This kind of fast and fierce head-on slashing style is a characteristic of the Huoluohe tribe. Bai Qige no longer hesitated at the moment.
The moment the broadsword fell, he suddenly turned sideways to avoid it. The dagger was quickly raised from bottom to top. The sharp blade cut into the man's wrist. In an instant, blood mist exploded and the stumps fell to the ground.
The screams resounded through the night sky. Not to mention the person whose hand was severed, even Bai Qige couldn't help but gasp at the sharpness of the dagger in her hand. It seemed that the dagger given to her by Ning Xizui was definitely not an ordinary thing, it must be extremely...
Precious weapons.
The situation was so urgent that there was no time to think about other things. Bai Qige looked at the enemy who was holding his wrists and bending over and screaming. Without hesitation, Bai Qige raised his leg and kicked the door hard. After a muffled groan, the young man with blood on his face fell backwards. He fell to the ground.
The young man holding his head and groaning on the ground was twisting and turning. A whistle like a bird's call suddenly sounded loud and clear. The sound of chaotic footsteps immediately came from behind the naturally formed ravine not far away. It sounded like there were no less than ten people in the group.
It was too late to wake up the sleeping soldiers in a hurry. Bai Qige gritted her teeth and rushed to the center of the camp. She picked up a pot of remaining soup and poured it towards the largest bonfire that was still burning. Suddenly, thick smoke billowed into the sky, and a line of water and fire appeared.
The mixture caused the crackling sound of the burning material to be heard continuously.
The last part of the army is about five miles away from here. Someone must have seen the thick smoke rising so high in the open plain. The only thing we can hope for now is that someone will realize that something happened to the grain and grass troops and bring someone to come. Otherwise, Bai Qige will not be able to fight to the death by herself.
He couldn't protect so many people and things, he couldn't even save his own life.
Seeing more than a dozen figures emerging from the ravine in the distance, Bai Qige took the time to look around for a moment. Bai Qige took a crossbow placed on the grain truck, stood firm, calmly closed one eye and aimed in the direction.
As soon as he let go, the crossbow arrows with iron hooks flew out, and in a moment, a man screamed in pain from the opposite side. It seemed that those people did not wear heavy armor for the convenience of the surprise attack. This discovery greatly encouraged Bai Qige, and she grabbed the arrows in the quiver.
The arrow was placed on the crossbow, and there were several whistles in the air. The long arrows that penetrated the night hit several figures one after another. In the blink of an eye, nearly half of the dozen or so people fell.
This crossbow was improved by Yaojun based on Bai Qige's drawing paper. It is much smaller than the previous hard crossbows, but its power and ease of use are greatly improved. Even the elderly, weak and injured can easily draw and aim. For physical strength
It was undoubtedly the best weapon for Bai Qige, who couldn't keep up with her brainpower and skills. Seeing that the enemy on the opposite side suffered heavy casualties in a short period of time, they didn't dare to approach quickly. The remaining five or six figures spread out horizontally to form an encirclement situation.
, each carried the body of his dead comrade to resist the crossbow arrows and slowly narrowed the encirclement.
It doesn't matter whether they will be caught if they continue to consume it. Those people's target is the food, grass and baggage piled up in the camp. As long as they set a fire a little closer, all the supplies of the distant army will be wiped out. This northern expedition will be defeated.
After defeat, accountability, and condemnation, Yi Chenjing originally planned to conquer the Huolo River Khanate in the north to make achievements and consolidate its position and strength. If he failed, how would he bear the huge blow and the wrath of Emperor Yao?
Bai Qige didn't dare to think about it anymore. Yao Huang was so scheming and would never let Yi Chenjing go for someone who didn't even care about his son for the sake of the world. As of now, she had no other choice. She had to use all her strength before the reinforcements found out and arrived.
Use all means to delay time and try your best to preserve food and grass.
Having made up her mind, Bai Qige dropped her crossbow and quickly pulled out a pile of fire sticks from the baggage cart. She lit them one by one and threw them around. She also scooped out some strong liquor to ward off the cold and poured it into a water bag, following the direction where the fire sticks landed.
Throw it out. The sparks ignited by the fire breakers meet the strong liquor gurgling out of the water bag. The fire suddenly rises. Behind the bright fire is the blocked enemy. Bai Qige vaguely hears the rude roar of the alien language, which must be cursing her.
The camp was quite large, and it was obvious that just blocking one side wouldn't stop it for long. After a little discussion, the five or six enemies avoided the fire point and surrounded them from both sides. The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and the situation was critical again.
Picking up the long knife on the ground and throwing it away from the scabbard, Bai Qige took a deep breath and grasped the heavy handle of the knife with both hands. Zhan Ting and Yi Chenjing had only taught her how to use a sword. This was the first time she had held this knife in her hands.
It shouldn't be too much. I can only maintain it as much as I can with my experience as a special forces soldier and my quick reactions. If I can block it moment by moment, the less damage I will suffer, the less danger Yi Chenjing will face.
Less than a mile outside the camp, Chen An was rushing back through the night after returning his orders to Yi Chenjing. The soldiers around him suddenly pointed ahead and screamed: "Fire! The camp is on fire!"
"What are you calling? Are you trying to scare people to death? Why don't you light a fire in the camp one night?" Chen An cursed with a low face. When he looked up, he couldn't help but be frightened - thick gray smoke rose into the sky and reached the sky, and there was a majestic fire.
It was obviously not a bonfire for heating, but a real fire, located at the edge of the camp.
"Hurry up and leave!" He yelled and slapped the horse's buttocks hard. Chen Anfei also rode straight to the camp, followed closely by two soldiers.
As he was about to approach the camp, Chen An felt chilled by the corpses of several soldiers from the distant country lying on the ground. These were the soldiers he was responsible for patrolling. It seemed that Bai Qige's worries had come true and the camp had been attacked by a sneak attack.
"Blow the trumpet! Call for reinforcements!" Staring at the blazing fire, Chen An took a breath and said with a trembling voice, "The grain and grass troops are under attack! Call for reinforcements!"
The panicked soldiers hurriedly took out their horns and blew them. The loud sound of the horns shocked the night and echoed loudly. A moment later, they were answered by the sound of horns in the distance. It would take some time for the reinforcements to arrive. Chen An spat, jumped off his horse and quickly
Rush to the camp.
He couldn't wait, couldn't wait for reinforcements. If there was any problem with the food and grass, he would have no way to explain it to Yi Chenjing, let alone Yao Huang.
Chen Anxin was frightened by the sleeping soldiers all over the ground. When he saw that the food and grass supplies were still there in the center of the camp, he relaxed a little. Then when he saw several figures in front of the fire not far away, he took a deep breath and turned pale.
"Princess!"
The person standing in the middle is the princess Bai Qige. Next to her are two soldiers from the remote army. Besides the three, there are three short aliens. From their clothes, it can be seen that they are from the Huoluo River tribe. I heard shouting from behind.
Knowing that it was Chen An who was back, Bai Qige finally let go of her heart. However, the young soldier on the left couldn't hold on any longer. He spurted out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground.
"Brother! Brother -" the cry of grief came from another young soldier on his side. The two brothers were both lucky and unfortunate. Fortunately, they sneaked out to drink and escaped the smoke of the bonfire. Unfortunately, when they came back,
At that moment, he saw six Huoluohe tribesmen surrounding Bai Qige. His elder brother raised his sword and rushed forward with red eyes, followed closely by his younger brother. The three of them stood side by side against the six enemies and guarded the grain cart for a long time.
When Bai Qige was exhausted, it was her brother who rushed in front of him and blocked three swords in a row, desperately protecting the thin but brave princess from harm, but he was stained with blood.
Six fought to five, four, three, and finally when Chen An returned, the situation was reversed.
Seeing that they had lost their advantage, the three short Huoluohe people decided to take action immediately and disappeared into the night before Chen An and two soldiers rushed forward.
"Is the princess injured?" Chen Anxin supported Bai Qige in fear, his hands stained with blood.
Bai Qige didn't have time to pay attention to Chen An's greetings. She tightly covered the fallen soldier's wound with both hands and gritted her teeth without saying a word. A large amount of blood gushed out from between her fingers. Seeing that the man would not survive, Bai Qige knew in her heart, but
She didn't want to admit it, even if it meant pressing his wounds to reduce the bleeding, at least let her do something.
The younger brother cried intermittently. The elder brother's face was bloodless, but there was still a smile on his face. He stretched out his hand and tightly grasped the corners of Bai Qige's clothes.
"Protect... the princess... guard me Dayao..."
She is just a princess with no name. How can she make a living life die for her? Bai Qige held the cold and rough palm, her dark eyes were bright and her eyes were stoic: "But there is Bai Qige."
I will never teach Dayao to be invaded by foreigners, unless I die."
No one thought carefully about whether this oath was realistic. When the eyes were lightly closed on the young face, the unknown soldier showed a peaceful expression and passed away suddenly. Everything was unimportant. Maybe it won't be long before no one remembers that there was such a person in the war.
lost life.
Except her.
"What's his name?" Jing Jing lowered his eyebrows.
"Qiao Dahe..." The young brother wiped his eyes and tried his best not to cry, "My, my name is Qiao Erhe."
Are these brothers? Bai Qige sighed softly: "Erhe, remember, I owe your brother my life, and I will definitely keep my promise to him."
Standing up and looking at the distant sky, the worries of the past few days seemed to be less important. Bai Qige suddenly realized one thing - besides Yi Chenjing and the Bai family, maybe she had more reasons to live well.