"Dong dong, dong dong, dong dong dong dong..." Accompanied by the passionate drumbeats, Yan Jiming and his group of more than 200 people suddenly accelerated, and their pure white cloaks were blown up, like moths flying into the flames.
No one turned around to look at the source of the drumming, and no one had time to look back. There was snow on the ground, and the stars in the sky were as big as buckets. There was no hope of not being discovered by the enemy when setting out to camp at night like this. Going out to camp at night like this
, everyone is destined to never return.
The wind rustles and the water becomes cold.
The sound of horses' hooves is like a song, stirring the melody of ancient times. Tonight, it's not just Yishui that's cold. The entire land of Yanzhao is trembling with the roar.
The rebels on night watch discovered the enemy's situation and quickly organized feather arrows to intercept them. Rows of eagle feathers suddenly rose into the air, and then suddenly fell down. Someone in the front row was hit by an arrow, shaking, and refused to fall from the horse. Chapter 1
The brothers in the second platoon quickly stepped in and pushed the injured to the outside of the team to keep the attack formation neat.
Another row of arrows fell and shot through the necks of several war horses. The poor beasts screamed and fell to their knees. Before dying, they refused to fall and hurt the master on their backs. The man on the horse just before his legs hit the ground,
Using the pole as a support, they flew into the air and pounced sideways on the flank of the team. They might break their muscles and bones due to the fall, which would be a waste of the selfless sacrifice of their mounts. However, they must not slow down their own attack rhythm.
The slightly injured and the uninjured continued to move forward, their legs constantly hitting the stirrups, squeezing the physical strength of their mounts to the limit. Acceleration, acceleration, during the acceleration process, the team was pulled into a smooth cone. They leaned against each other.
They were very close, as if they were ready to use their bodies to block the arrows at any time. They all closed their mouths tightly to prevent the explosive anger from spraying out from their throats. All their strength was reserved for the rebels and could not be wasted in half.
On the way, even if a rain of arrows suddenly falls from the sky, even if the blood drops are stained with the body temperature of his companions, they will be sprinkled on his face.
The rebels who were awakened by the sound of horse hooves were immediately stunned by the behavior of this group of people sending their dead. There were too few men from Yanzhao who came to steal the camp, and there were so few that the rebel generals on duty could not make up their minds to warn the whole camp.
The men from Yan and Zhao who came to steal the camp arrived in a hurry. Before the third wave of arrows fell, Zhang Feng had already approached the camp gate.
"Hengshan!" Yan Jiming, who was in the center of the team, finally spoke, and his roar was like thunder. The three riders in the lead immediately flattened the long spears in their hands. The three-foot-long spears, with the speed of their horses, pierced directly into the thick material.
The wooden camp gate. Immediately afterwards, the riders and their horses rammed into it together. "Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!" Blood and flesh flew everywhere, sparks flew, and the rebel camp gate trembled and trembled.
, crumbling.
"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom" As if unable to see the fate of the companions in front, several men and their mounts crashed into the camp gate. The thick camp gate was stained red with blood, and stood in the white snow.
It was so red that it blinked, and was as red as flames. "Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!" After more than a dozen riders hit it repeatedly, the thick camp door was smashed to pieces by flesh and blood bodies, screaming and struggling.
He stood and fell to the ground unwillingly.
"Stop..." The rebel general on duty could not have imagined that the attacker would adopt such a brutal method to break through the obstacle. For a moment, he was shocked and stunned. When he finally recovered from the shock, he shouted
He was preparing to organize a defense, but a spear had already crashed into his chest.
"Ah——" "Ah——" A few unlucky guys were stabbed at the same time. They couldn't believe what happened before them until they died. The other rebel soldiers who had rushed to the door and were preparing to gain military exploits were frightened out of their wits.
Dropping the weapon, he turned around and ran away. Before he could make it in time, the cold and cold man chased them from behind and picked them up one by one into the air.
"Turn right, northwest corner, don't stop fighting!" Yan Jiming flew away the opponent blocking his horse, raised his long spear, and shouted loudly. "Northwest corner, northwest corner!" Veteran military officers Feng Qian and Zhai Wande repeated loudly
, spread Yan Jiming's order throughout the army. The remaining 150 or so cavalry suddenly turned around, tore a bloody hole in the chaos of the rebels, pressed against the camp wall, and headed straight to the northwest of the camp, where the rebels were
Where the granary is located.
"Block them, block them. Blow the horn, blow the horn! Warn the whole battalion, warn..." Among the rebels, there were also some sensible people, adjusting their deployment hoarsely. Zhai Wande turned sideways, threw the long spear in his hand, and screamed.
The sound suddenly stopped. The nearby rebel soldiers shut their mouths and retreated for fear of becoming the next target of Chang Yan. The night attack team was like a swimming dragon, breaking through the darkness, and then plunged into the darkness.
Along the way, new rebels continued to try to intercept, and were torn into pieces by Changsha and Hengdao. The frost blades sang joyfully during the collision, the war horses neighed indulgently in the blood mist, and life was in flames and under the starlight, playing the most beautiful song.
A loud and clear chapter.
The wind rustles and the water becomes cold.
Since ancient times, there have been many generous and elegiac people in Yan and Zhao. As long as the flag is pointed, it is where the great righteousness lies. The right to die is to have a sound sleep.
More and more rebels were awakened from their sleep, and the entire joint camp was ablaze with lights. Standing on the cold city wall, the old governor Yan Gaoqing could clearly see the vigorous figures of his sons. He could not tell which one was which.
His son seemed to be every bloody fighter in the enemy camp. He seemed to be able to tell which one was his son, and saw that face that was a little childish and a little cynical.
He has been like this since he was a child. He has never followed the rules like his brother Quanming. He has never been cautious in his actions and words like his brother. He is like a stream, so clear that people can almost see the bottom at a glance. He just
Like a snowflake, so pure that people can't bear to tell others about the darkness in the world.
He was born to be bold and bold, and never took his authority as a father seriously, nor was he afraid of other authorities. He went to the capital with Shi Chaoyi, and after he came back, he criticized the current affairs and commented on the Hua Guns of the day. He himself
The father had taught him a lesson with a straight face, but he quickly lost the battle in his clear eyes. He was worried about his son all the time, lest his words and deeds were too uninhibited and would bring negative consequences to the family in the future.
He came into trouble, but he didn't expect what kind of passion was hidden under his unruly appearance.
Because you care, you will be disappointed. Because you are disappointed, you will speak freely. After you speak freely, you will still care, you will still be disappointed, and you will willingly give everything for it.
He is just a ball of fire, pure, clean, without a trace of dust.
That fire was enough to pierce all the darkness in front of him. Among the thousands of troops, the old governor Yan Gaoqing found his son again. Silver armor and snow-white cloak. Marching in the snowy night, this is the best disguise.
However, under the firelight, it is the most obvious target.
The two groups of rebels who had just arrived surrounded him, trying to completely bury Yan Jiming and the few men from Yan and Zhao around him in the sea of people. The silver armor was quickly dyed red by the firelight and blood, and the snow-white cloak also jumped.
Like a raging flame. One moment, his figure fell into the darkness, and the next moment, his figure jumped out of the darkness, shining brightly.
The enemy army fell like a scarecrow in front of his horse, while the soldiers around him tried their best to protect his wings, using horizontal knives to give a clean death to those who dared to get close. With his long front finger, he stabbed a hole in the enemy formation.
.Following that, his mount raised its front legs high and solidified into a proud statue in the firelight.
"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo According
All the camp robbers were killed tonight. The surrounding camps responded with the sound of horns, figures swaying, and horses neighing. The entire enemy army outside Changshan County was attracted by that small group of men and horses.
Under everyone's attention, Yan Jiming's figure reappeared and stabbed an enemy general who was charging over. Another enemy would ride diagonally forward to meet him, but he swiped his long spear and knocked down his mount. Senior military officer Feng Qian urged
The horse rushed forward and cut off a few rifles with his sword to prevent them from distracting Yan Jiming. More rifles came at him, but Feng Qian was unable to stop him. He jumped down from the horse's back, killing all the spears.
All in my arms.
"I won't hold you back!"
"I have been on the battlefield, and I know how to fight better than you guys. When you charge, I can open the way for you. When you retreat, I can also block the knife for you!"
I promised, and I keep my word.
"Uncle Feng!" Yan Jiming shouted, but without stopping at all, he continued to rush towards the enemy's storage location. There were less than fifty people left around him at the moment, and almost all of them were stained with blood. However, just like this
There are less than fifty men from Yanzhao, but their momentum is like thousands of troops.
A flying knight came to stop him. He must have been an old acquaintance. He shouted Yan Jiming's name. Yan Jiming stabbed at him, but failed. The opponent was approaching in a hurry. He turned slightly sideways to get out of the way of his vitals. Then he took out the knife from behind with his left hand and tilted it.
sweep.
Fighting for one's life requires courage. The general obviously did not want to die in the hands of an unknown person, so he quickly abandoned the knife and hid in the stirrup. Yan Jiming laughed loudly, and half of his clothes were stained red by the blood again. The tip of the knife quickly turned around,
Under the stunned eyes of the enemy general, he chopped down a pawn directly in front and broke through the human wall again.
One will stop him, and the other will give him the lead.
A brigade came to block it, but another brigade was defeated.
He led a small group of teenagers, like a group of shooting stars, lighting up the entire earth in the long night. The old governor Yan Gaoqing no longer bothered to beat the drum, looking at the enemy camp that was a mess and looking at his proud son, tears came to his eyes.
It's like a spring flowing again.
"Sir!" Yuan Luqian wiped his face and reminded through gritted teeth. "The blood of our brothers must not be shed in vain!"
"Their blood will not be shed in vain, never!" Yan Gaoqing suddenly held back her tears and nodded solemnly. "Send the order, open the city gate, and all the people who stayed in the city will attack the east of the city together!"
"Yes, my lord!!" Someone choked and passed the order. The heavy east city gate creaked open. The people, who had been waiting for a long time and were almost in despair, rushed out.
Former Zhending County Magistrate Jia Shen and Gaocheng County Lieutenant Cui Anshi went one behind the other, each leading more than a hundred civilians to escort the fleeing team towards the enemy camp on the east side. Most of the troops in the enemy camp on the east side were already at this moment.
They were transferred to the west of the city to stop the "outlaws", leaving only a group of old and weak soldiers. They fired a few arrows in a hurry and fled in all directions. Tens of thousands of people dragged their families and families across the camp.
In the dark night, people carried the old and the young, panting and running away, leaving Changshan City far behind. The shouts of killing came one after another, and were constantly carried into people's ears by the night wind. Everyone who heard them kept their mouths tightly shut.
, gritting his teeth, but not daring to always look back.
Everyone knows what the battle in the west of the city is about?
Everyone knows what price the young men led by Yan Jiming paid in order to find a way out for everyone. They may usually behave strangely or be unruly. But at this moment tonight, they used their blood and life to reshape the world.
The image of a man.
I may not be able to protect you, but the enemy will not touch the hem of your clothes until I die in battle.
I will protect you with my life because you are my family and my fellow countrymen.
The wind got stronger and stronger, and the shouts of death were faintly blown away, getting lower and lower. In the end, they were almost inaudible.
Jia Shen, the former magistrate of Zhending County, no longer wanted to run for his life with his head full, so he jumped off his mount and faced the northwest, kneeling down.
Gaocheng County Lieutenant Cui Anshi, who was walking at the end of the team and responsible for breaking up the rear, also fell off his horse and bowed his head deeply toward the faint light of fire in the darkness.
The people escorting the team stopped.
All men, women and children stopped in their tracks.
Tens of thousands of people looked back together, looking at the location where the fire might appear. Only a few faint red spots were vaguely visible.
Those few weak firelights were as red as blood, beating and jumping in the wind. They might be extinguished at any time, but they would never be extinguished. They could light up the entire night sky at any time.
