The troops and horses in front of Jincheng Pass are densely packed, like dark clouds pressing down on the city. This is just the front army of the Xixia people. Their middle army has not arrived yet. Fighting is not a piece of cake. Although the Song people are not worth mentioning in their eyes, it is still safe for the sake of the overall situation.
Some are better.
Behind the dense army, a group of soldiers with low status were setting up camp. The late autumn wind in the northwest was biting and cold. If there was no preparation, many people would not be killed in the battle, but many would freeze to death first.
Xu Zizhen and Li Meng put on the clothes of Xixia soldiers, with Xixia swords hanging on their waists. They passed through the mountain path and sneaked in quietly. It was windy today, and Li Meng shivered as he walked.
Complaining all the way: "It's so cold, what a hell it is!"
His voice was neither high nor low, just enough to be heard by the people around him, and it was pure Xixia dialect. Xu Zizhen kept rubbing his hands and sighing without making a sound. Xixia soldiers shuttled around him, but no one suspected it.
their identity.
The two of them shuttled among the tents and came to a secluded corner. Li Meng lowered his voice and said, "Uncle, do you plan to come in and burn their food and grass? But this is just their front army, and the food and grass will not be delivered so early.
of."
Xu Zizhen smiled: "Xixia is not far from here. Even if they burn the food and grass, they can quickly transport it again. It will only cost them some money."
Li Meng scratched his head: "Then why are you running so hard?"
Xu Zizhen took out a fire medium from his arms: "With the Xixia people's army of 100,000, Lord Wen must have a headache at this time. Let's act as stir-ups to make the Xixia people chaotic and relieve Lord Wen's pressure."
Li Meng curled his lips: "I understand, but uncle, is your metaphor..."
Xu Zizhen also realized that he had said the wrong thing. He coughed and glared at him: "What nonsense are you talking about? Get ready to work!"
"yes!"
Each of them held a bundle of dry firewood in their hands, which they had just brought from the gang leader. One end of the dry firewood was stained with oil, and as soon as the fire medium was put on it, it quickly started burning.
Xu Zizhen raised his hand and threw out a burning dry firewood, and threw it on the top of a tent that had been set up beside him. The sky was dry and the tent suddenly caught fire.
"Let's go!" Xu Zizhen shouted in a low voice and started running. Behind him, Li Meng followed suit and threw out a piece of dry wood, causing another tent to catch fire.
This place is close to the border of Xixia, and there is only one road outside the Jincheng Pass. Anyone who comes out of the pass can see it at a glance. Only Xixia people can come to this place to set up tents, so these Xixia soldiers never expected that anyone would come.
Set a fire here.
The tents were built one after another and were very compact. This provided Xu Zizhen with great convenience. As long as he lit one, the strong westerly wind today would quickly automatically set fire to nearby tents. He could just ride a horse and run wildly.
, throwing a burning dry firewood out from time to time, and there was Li Meng doing the same thing next to him. It didn't take long for a large area of the continuous camp to burn.
The soldiers were still busy when they suddenly saw two men galloping on horseback. From time to time, they threw burning sticks out of their hands and set fire to the tents one by one. They were so shocked that they suddenly burst into an uproar and dropped what they were doing.
They shouted angrily and surrounded them, trying to stop Xu Zizhen and the others.
Xu Zizhen didn't take them seriously. He shouted loudly and swung the steel knife. The head of a soldier close to him suddenly shot up into the sky, and blood spurted out in the wind.
Li Meng was not nervous or scared at all because he fell into the enemy's circle. Instead, he was extremely excited. His little face turned red, and he held the spear tightly in his hand. He was pointing, stabbing, picking, and stabbing like a flexible poisonous dragon, dancing out patches of black.
With the shadow of a gun, no one could get close to him.
All the cavalry are confronting the Song army in front of the pass, and here is the camp area, with only some camp guards and leading troops. Without war horses, who can withstand the impact of the evil Xu Zizhen and Li Meng?
In a short time, this place turned into a hell. Not only was the sky filled with fire, but also the ground was covered with blood. The corpses of Xixia soldiers were lying everywhere.
Xu Zizhen was eager to kill, but seeing that it was getting late and fearing that something might happen if the time went on, he threw the remaining sticks of firewood onto a nearby tent with a wave of his hand and laughed: "Haha... so happy.
So happy! Xiaomeng, I'm back home!"
Li Meng followed suit, threw out the dry firewood in his hand, shouted and opened the way with his gun. He was quick with his horse and spear, and he was supported by flying rocks. Whoever stood in his way would die. At this time, in the eyes of those Xixia soldiers, he was still
This young man is clearly a thunderbolt pioneer who charges into battle, with unparalleled bravery and majesty.
After Xu Zizhen cut off the steel knife in his hand, the two of them quickly rushed out one after another, returned to the way they came, and prepared to go around the foot of the mountain to the front of the pass. At this time, the Xixia army was finally alerted, and a group of cavalry immediately withdrew from the front of the formation.
He came back, raised his sword and roared in pursuit.
Xu Zizhen shouted: "Xiao Meng, speed up!"
"Yes!" Li Meng shouted, knocked his horse with his foot, and ignored the soldiers, only focusing on charging forward.
Their horses were still obsolete war horses bought in Xizhou. They were obviously inferior to the Xixia cavalry in terms of speed. But at this time, they could no longer care about so much. Xu Zizhen gritted his teeth and pressed his body against the horse's back. The strong wind cut at the horse like a knife.
On his face and neck, behind him was the sound of horse hooves as densely as war drums, beating on his heart with a dull and shocking sound.
Xu Zizhen finally regretted it. He was still too reckless. It seemed that he might have to hand over his life here today, but it only caused Li Meng...
The valley at the foot of Gaolan Mountain is not far away. As long as you pass this valley, you will be on the road leading to Jinchengguan. But Xu Zizhen understood that their horses could no longer run, and they would soon be beaten when they reached the road.
If he catches up, he will only die. He grits his teeth and shouts: "Xiao Meng, keep running, don't look back!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he pulled the bridle hard, and the war horse under his crotch neighed and stood up. Xu Zizhen turned the horse's head, looked at the pursuers getting closer and closer behind him, with a crazy look in his eyes, and roared
He fiercely waved his sword to meet him.
This is a cavalry team of a hundred people. They are equipped with iron armor and long swords. The cavalry on the horses are strong and murderous. Xu Zizhen is a single horse and has no armor. He rushes into this cavalry team like a drop of water flowing into a river. Soon
and was submerged in it.
"Clang, clang, clang..." With a series of dense metal sounds, Xu Zizhen's sword struck the cavalry around him one after another. However, the Xixia people's smelting technology has their own uniqueness, especially their cold-forged steel armor and ordinary weapons.
It cannot be hurt at all, unless it is a hard crossbow.
Xu Zizhen attacked hard but had no effect, but similarly, his series of lightning-fast sword moves also blocked all the attacks of the pursuers. Under such circumstances, he undoubtedly suffered a loss, as long as time
After a while, once his physical strength is insufficient, he will have no choice but to wait for death.
At this moment, a cavalryman suddenly screamed and fell off his horse, covering his face, and a wisp of blood gurgled out from between his fingers.
Xu Zizhen's quick eyes and quick hands cut him off with a knife, and another person fell off his horse next to him. He heard a voice shouting angrily: "Uncle, you are not polite, leave me to kill me alone!"
Before he finished speaking, a spear passed by Xu Zizhen and pierced the throat of a cavalryman like a broken bamboo.
Xu Zizhen turned his head and saw Li Meng's slightly childish but determined face.