Except for the military prostitutes in the armies of some countries, Zhongzhou usually does not take women on expeditions. There are actually women under the command of the prince general of the Dayao Kingdom, who is famous for his strict discipline. It is no wonder that the soldiers of Jolo River are surprised, but since then
From what he said, it seemed that he didn't know that the woman in front of him was Yi Chenjing's princess, which naturally meant that the target was not Bai Qige.
"Prince General, where are you?" The man didn't pay attention to Bai Qige, who was holding a sword, and spoke very bluntly in Zhongzhou dialect.
"Only you came here by yourself?" Bai Qige asked rhetorically without answering, her eyes scanning the person's feet. The earth color at the edge of the tent was different from other places and there were obvious signs of being turned over. Bai Qige suddenly realized that this person came from underground.
Come.
Vulgar people tend to be impatient and cruel, and that man was no exception. When he saw Bai Qige not answering his questions, he roared low and swung the round knife and slashed at her.
The Huoluohe people make a living by hunting all year round, and they always have to fight bravely with wild animals. The men are all big and round, strong and strong, and their strength is several times that of ordinary people. This sword is extremely powerful. If it hits a person, the consequences will be the same.
The shattered short-footed case was comparable. However, Bai Qige discovered during her quick dodges that although this man was terrifyingly powerful, he had no skills. Seven or eight menacing slashes were saved by her in the blink of an eye.
Not even a hair was hurt.
After all, wild beasts cannot be compared with humans, and the wisdom and skills used to deal with wild beasts are of no use in front of humans.
Another slashing attack came, and Bai Qige's thin body leaned back, with no defense on her chest. The man's cruel face revealed a sinister smile, and he saw the right moment and slashed hard with his sword. What he thought was about to hit his eyes was flesh and blood flying everywhere, torn to pieces,
Unexpectedly, the seemingly embarrassed figure suddenly dodged to the side. Bai Qige pushed the tent with one hand and nimbly avoided the attack with the help of the reaction force. She quickly turned around and stabbed with her sword. The sharp sword penetrated deeply into the man's back.
In an instant, blood splattered like flowers.
"Don't move." Bai Qige quickly pulled out the long sword that came out of her chest. The blade of Bai Qige's sword was slightly tilted and placed across the enemy's neck. Her tone was cold and ruthless.
It was just a deliberate flaw. The attackers from the Jolo River tribe, who used their hands more than their brains, didn't notice it. After being injured in the trap, the situation reversed instantly.
"What kind of woman are you? Whose?" The man with red eyes gritted his teeth, a streak of red blood hanging from his lips, and his resentful eyes were fixed on Bai Qige's face, "If you don't kill me, I'll kill you!"
"I don't intend to let you die yet. Of course, I don't intend to die either." He kicked the man's wrist holding the knife. The strong soreness and numbness made the broad palm lose its strength, and the scimitar fell to the ground with a clang. Bai Qige provoked
At the corner of his mouth, he raised his head with a coldness and arrogance that he had never noticed before: "Don't you want to find the prince general of Dayao? He is my husband. If you want to swing a sword at him, you must first pass my level."
A look of astonishment appeared on the face of the rude man, and the incomprehensible Zhongzhou dialect became even more incoherent due to excessive surprise: "Prince's wife? Female general, no?"
Bai Qige frowned: "What a mess. Don't move around. You answer whatever I ask you, otherwise I guarantee you will be more painful than death." Thinking about the danger of one person dealing with alien soldiers with huge brute force, Bai Qige has a single hand.
Holding the sword with one hand, he half-opened the door curtain, his eyes never leaving the man: "Qiao Erhe? Qiao Erhe?"
Qiao Erhe happened to lead two horses to the tent. Hearing Bai Qige's call, he hurriedly stepped into the tent. When his eyes met the rude barbarian half-kneeling on the ground, grinding his teeth, he was speechless for a long time and could not say a word.
"Why are you so dazed? Keep an eye on him." The sword blade never dared to leave even half an inch of the man's neck. Bai Qige pointed to the edge of the camp in a low voice, "Did you come from the tunnel? How many more tunnels like this are there? Where are they all?"
With a cold snort, the Jolo River soldier turned his head to one side, his contempt clear.
After the first moment of surprise, Qiao Erhe had returned to normal. Looking at his short enemy, he suddenly remembered his brother's tragic death. His eyes were bloodshot, and he punched the wound on the man's back hard.
"Barbaric dog! Barbaric dog! Damn the bloody Jolo River barbaric dog!"
"Qiao Erhe!" Bai Qige shouted sternly to stop the young man who was overwhelmed by hatred, feeling a faint sense of guilt in his heart. Qiao Dahe died under the sword of the Jolohe soldiers to save her. As a close relative, Qiao Erhenei
It is conceivable that the heart is sad and angry, but how much endurance does it take to face the enemy but not let him vent his pain? They are still young, and the world has given them too many hardships and hardships.
"If you want to take revenge, there will be plenty of opportunities in the future. Right now, we must focus on the overall situation. If we don't figure out how they infiltrated, we will cause the army to be defeated. Neither you nor I can afford this price."
After hearing the soft words of comfort, Qiao Erhe breathed heavily and calmed down a little, but the pain in his eyes was still hard to conceal. However, the Jolo River warrior who saw such a scene not only did not feel any guilt, but instead laughed loudly: "Pigs! Kill!"
Pig! Dayao pig died well, died well!"
The anger that had been suppressed just now was stirred up again by the ruthless ridicule and curses. Qiao Erhe's mind buzzed, and there was no reason left. He raised his fist and smashed it at the stocky body like hail.
Hatred is the most terrifying thing in the world. It can create heroes, turn people into evil ghosts, and even cause two races to fight to the death.
Sighing lightly, Bai Qige shook his head and stopped stopping Qiao Erhe. The sword in his hand dropped slightly with emotion. The Huoluohe warrior was not a complete idiot. Seeing that Bai Qige was slightly distracted, his short and thick body suddenly jumped up.
, roared and rushed toward the sharp sword tip. With a muffled sound, the blood-stained long sword came out of the body again, right at the heart. The blood splashed all over Bai Qige's body, which was shocking.
Qiao Erhe and Bai Qige never imagined that the man would take the initiative to seek death. They were stunned for a moment before they came to their senses. They squatted down and felt for the man's neck pulse, but there was no movement.
"Hit him right in the heart, killing him with one blow. He must be a dead soldier." She put away the sword and shook her head, wiping the blood stains on her face. Bai Qige looked at Qiao Erhe who was still stunned and said in a low voice, "Fortunately, he was exposed.
Now that we know the location of the tunnel, at least we can guess where the soldiers who attacked the grain and grass troops came from. From this, we can deduce that the current chaos is also related to them. Qiao Erhe, are you ready?"
"Just outside the door." Qiao Erhe managed to calm down and replied.
Since the Huoluohe tribe can accurately sneak into the middle of the army in an attempt to assassinate Yi Chenjing, it is not difficult to sneak attack from behind while the Dayao frontline soldiers are fighting bravely. Such an important discovery must be notified to Yi Chenjing as soon as possible without any delay.
Picking up Yi Chenjing's armor and rushing out of the camp, Bai Qige turned over and jumped onto the horse's back, clamping the horse's belly tightly with her feet, making a neighing sound as the horse galloped towards the front line in the chaotic camp.
The battle took place two miles away. When Yi Chenjing arrived in a hurry, the Yaojun army had already suffered many casualties. The ground was full of fire and arrows, and it was a mess.
"The enemy appeared suddenly and launched an attack. Their weapons were mainly crossbows and kerosene bombs. Many of the soldiers had no time to put on their armor. In addition, the kerosene bombs fell to the ground, and there was no way to defend themselves."
Liang Gong clenched his fists tightly, "General, it's midnight now. Even if the soldiers want to fight back, they can't see clearly the situation on the other side. Should we retreat in order to advance and focus on defense? If this continues, the casualties will be more serious. For me,
The army is at a great disadvantage!"
Gazing at the occasional light or two on the opposite side, Yi Chenjing raised her eyebrows and said solemnly: "Retreating is not an option. If we retreat and they advance, the result will be the same. General Liang, you have rich experience, help me analyze, what will happen to the Huoluohe tribe this time?"
What is the purpose of a sneak attack? Such a long-distance attack can only damage our frontline troops, and they will lose their advantage as soon as dawn comes. Why go to such trouble?"
"Barbarian land, rough people, they don't know what tactics are at all. They just want to cause a few casualties to our army to boost morale."
Liang Gong's answer could not relieve Yi Chenjing's confusion, and the ominous premonition accumulated in her heart and became heavier and heavier.
The sound of horses humming interrupted the conversation between the two. Yi Chenjing turned around and saw a thin body under leather armor jumping off the horse and walking quickly, followed by Qiao Erhe who was supposed to stay at the camp.
"Qi Ge?" Yi Chenjing took a breath and held it in her chest. Yi Chenjing's eyes tightened, and she quickly stepped forward to meet him, reaching out to hold her blood-stained cheek, "Where are you injured?"
Bai Qige shook her head and pointed at the large blood stain on the leather armor: "It's not my blood. I'm fine."
After looking over and over to confirm that Bai Qige was not injured, Yi Chenjing turned to Qiao Erhe with a stern face and said in a cold tone: "Who asked you to bring the princess here? Send her back immediately!"
"I insisted on coming, and it has nothing to do with him. Just now, there was a sneak attack by the Huoluohe people in the camp. They sneaked into the camp from the tunnel. I suddenly remembered that in these two surprise attacks, they appeared suddenly like ghost soldiers descended from the sky. Could it be?
Could it be that they all come from the tunnel?”
"Authentic?" Yi Chenjing and Liang Gong looked at each other and looked at the enemy who was still attacking on the opposite side.
If the speculation is true, the loess they stepped on hid the omnipresent and dense tunnels of the Holo River Khanate, then the weak attack from the opposite side was probably just a bait, and the real threat came from underground, from... behind them.
Hitting the crossbow with a heavy punch, Yi Chenjing shouted in a deep voice: "Immediately order the entire army to retreat! Concentrate all troops as close to the camp as possible!"
The soldier in charge of delivering the order bowed to accept the order, but before he could turn around to execute it, a long arrow with colorful feathers stuck to its tail whizzed towards the flesh and blood body and thudded into the body - it was a strong bow made by the Jolo River tribe.
, made entirely of fine iron, the arrow clusters are so sharp that ordinary leather armor cannot withstand it.
For a moment, there was deathly silence.
"Yes, there is a sneak attack!" After a while, there were cries of panic. The Dayao soldiers who were busy dealing with the enemy hiding in the night were in a mess in front of them. Several short figures loomed in the chaos. One of them was only five feet away, holding a bow and arrows full of arrows.
Xian, facing directly in the direction where Yi Chenjing and Bai Qige were standing.
Between life and death, the heart is like a string.
Her shoulders sank, and Bai Qige's heart sank as well. She looked up in surprise, and it was Yi Chenjing who subconsciously held her tightly in his arms, using his broad shoulders to face the enemy, building a flesh-and-blood barrier for her.