Xiang Shaolong returned to the camp and put on his night clothes, put on the waist armor with needles, buckled on the mountain climbing tools, put on his bow and arrows, kissed Mrs. Ya and Xiao Zhao's daughters goodbye, and walked to the back of the camp.
When passing by Zhao Qian's tent, she couldn't help but call out at the camp gate: "Princess"
The sound of the war drums was getting louder and louder, indicating that the enemy was about to attack the mountain.
"Dong dong dong..."
Like the call of death, it struck deep into the souls of everyone on the battlefield.
Zhao Qian didn't know if she was thinking about Xiang Shaolong. When she heard his voice, she raised her tent and said in surprise: "Shaolong, why are you here? Oh" her bright eyes fell on his night clothes.
Xiang Shaolong looked at this lovely and beautiful girl like Wu Tingfang, looking at her pure and beautiful face, the deep feelings he had been suppressing surged into his heart, and he smiled and said: "I will kill the enemy now.
, Princess, won’t you give me some sexy encouragement?”
Zhao Qian was taken aback, her pretty eyes revealed a look of adoration, she raised her pretty face gently, pouted her little mouth, and waited patiently for her first kiss and the arrival of happiness. She was not timid at all, but her exquisite breasts were sharply...
Ups and downs.
Xiang Shaolong's heart was full of tenderness. He was determined to protect her to the death against any harm to her, who was regarded as a political tool by his father. He kissed her painfully on her lips, and at the same time reached out with both hands to hold her close.
In the arms.
Suddenly a shout of "killing" shook the sky at the edge of the camp.
The enemy began to attack the slope.
Xiang Shaolong and Zhao Qian, on the other hand, turned a deaf ear to it, completely lost in the intoxicating contact of intimacy, fusion, and bone-crushing flesh.
The cry of death and the sound of arrows piercing the air rose and fell like the tide.
Xiang Shaolong let go of Zhao Qian, smiled slightly and said, "With this kiss, Xiang Shaolong has the confidence to protect the princess until the end of time."
When Zhao Qian was drunk, Xiang Shaolong had already disappeared into the darkness behind the camp.
The north wind is blowing.
Xiang Shaolong used all his strength, relying solely on memory and feeling, to climb over the cliff of the mountain along the rope he had tied earlier, and fell to the rear of the enemy without anyone noticing, and then moved forward without anyone noticing.
The thieves camp sneaked away.
He has received the most rigorous military training in the 21st century, so stealing a camp in the dark is really childish.
He didn't need to carry nearly a hundred kilograms of armor, he was like a bird that had grown wings, and moved as fast as a civet cat, reaching the rear of the enemy's formation.
The camp formation formed by the bandits is called "Earth Square Formation", which forms a large and small square with five levels from the inside to the outside.
The grain camp was located at the rear, followed by two large pens containing hundreds of war horses.
The situation there is getting more and more intense, but the situation in the bandit camp is becoming more peaceful and quiet, with the lights dimmed. It seems that the bandit soldiers who have not yet had their turn to attack the mountain are trying their best to gain some time to rest.
Xiang Shaolong secretly smiled in his heart, Xiang can guarantee that your sweet dreams will not come true tonight, and all you will have is a cruel and realistic nightmare.
After careful observation, the security of the rebel camp was lax, and some guards even sat down and took a nap.
When he arrived at Mazha, he was even more amused. It turned out that twelve thieves on night watch were gambling together, happily, as if they had no idea that the enemy and we were locked in a tense stalemate over there.
As long as these twelve thieves are eliminated, he can set fire to the food and camp.
The question is how to kill these twelve fierce and experienced thieves without allowing any of them to escape?
Xiang Shaolong had a severe headache.
At this time one of the people came towards him.
Xiang Shaolong was startled at first, but luckily he saw the man unbuttoning his pants as he walked, and then he realized what he was going to do, and hurriedly dodged behind a tree.
As soon as the man stepped into the forest, the blade flashed, his throat felt cold, and he immediately took charge.
Xiang Shaolong put away Feihong, took off the man's outer armor, put it on his body, walked over in a grand manner, until he came behind two of them, reached out and grabbed their heads, and pulled them hard until their heads hit each other.
, then two palms were raised, and they struck the sides of the other two's necks quickly and unparalleledly.
These two moves were done in one go, clean and neat. When the four fell down, the other seven thieves realized what had happened.
Where the blade flashed, Xiang Shaolong held a flying rainbow in his hand, jumped on the stone that was temporarily used as a gambling table, and cut the throats of three people.
"boom"
With one kick, he hit the face of another big man who had just half pulled out the knife, knocking him unconscious.
The remaining three thieves were stunned and rolled away to both sides.
Xiang Shaolong secretly laughed in his heart, Feihong took out his hand and killed one of them from behind.
Seeing that he had lost his weapon, the two men drew their swords and rushed back.
Xiang Shaolong reached into his waist and pulled out two flying needles. With a flick of his wrist, the flying needles shot out and entered between the eyebrows of the two people.
When their bodies landed on the ground, Xiang Shaolong had already picked up the flying rainbow and submerged it into the darkness.
The shouts of killing were even more intense.
The sound of stones rumbled, indicating that the enemy was approaching the top of the slope. Cheng Xu and others had no choice but to put down the stones and attack the attacking enemies.
At this time, Xiang Shaolong had successfully demolished the horse fence at the rear. He quickly took off his big bow and walked through the horses to the side near the grain camp.
Peering into the bandit camp from this angle, I happened to see a row of more than 20 tents located at the outermost edge of the rear about three feet away. There were wind lanterns hanging outside each tent, swaying in the north wind. The camp was cold and cold, with only a few tents.
The thieves who were keeping watch at night were dozing off and were lax in their defense.
It's no wonder that they were careless because this was their main defense area and they thought that Xiang Shaolong's men were all trapped in a desperate situation.
Xiang Shaolong took advantage of the high position this morning and clearly saw that the last two rows of more than forty tents were used to store food, so he saved himself the trouble of further exploration.
The camp of this earth formation faces north and south, and the wind is blowing from the north. Therefore, if he succeeds in burning these grain camps at the north end, the fire may follow the wind and sweep across the entire vast camp soon.
In particular, the camp is still full of weeds, which can easily lead to an out-of-control fire.
After making up his mind, Xiang Shaolong knelt down on one knee, lit the rocket first, and fired at the food camp closest to him. He took the side of the tent that faced away from the camp. Unless the fire spread, it would be difficult for the enemy to detect it for a while.
After lighting the surrounding granary, he used fire to light the feed for the horses in the stable. Then he found one of the particularly strong horses without saddles and pedals, and went around the sparse forest next to the camp, embroidering toward the camp.
middle part.
At this time, thick smoke billowed out from the north of the camp, and flames flashed. Some of the bandit soldiers who were already alarmed by the sudden change shouted to put out the fire and rushed in that direction.
What made the thieves even more confused was the sound of the war horses neighing and galloping, causing the entire camp to become commotion.
While Xiang Shaolong rode his horse slowly, he kept firing rockets at the outer barracks. As long as the outer areas were on fire, the sleeping people in the inner camps would have no chance of escaping.
While everyone's attention was focused on the blazing fire at the north end, he put on the thief's armor again, openly walked through the camp, and galloped to the outer perimeter on the other side.
The thief camp was already as chaotic as the first day of the war. The robbers who were just trying to gain some rest time for the next round of attacks came out of the camp sleepy-eyed, confused as to what was going on.
Some thought there was an enemy attack and rushed out with disheveled clothes and weapons.
There were wolves and rats scurrying everywhere, and thieves in panic.
The sound of hoofbeats at the northern end turned from sparse to dense, indicating that the war horses were frightened and fled to the grassland from that end.
Xiang Shaolong rode by, but no one suspected him, and some even called him, who owned a horse, to chase the escaped horse.
Xiang Shaolong agreed, turned in a circle, and still rushed to the other side of the perimeter. At this time, the tents at the rear edge were all involved in the fire, and the fire spread to the surrounding grass and trees, quickly becoming a prairie fire.
He ran out of rockets, so he simply threw away the long bow, pulled out the Feihong Sword, and smashed the lantern when he saw it. The kerosene fell to the ground and burned immediately, which was more effective than rockets.
There was a sound in the air behind him. Xiang Shaolong hurriedly leaned on his horse, and three powerful arrows passed by his back.
He laughed loudly, clamped his horse's belly, and galloped away. After picking up more than ten wind lanterns, he felt that thieves and soldiers from far and near were coming towards him. He no longer hesitated, and galloped away quickly, heading towards his camp.
At this time, the bandit soldiers who had attacked the camp were retreating hastily. In their panic, they thought that a large number of enemies were invading, and their positions were in chaos.
Except for Gray Beard, Werewolf and four other leaders, these thieves were all infantry. When they came back, Gray Beard and the other horsemen were far ahead.
Xiang Shaolong, an expert in martial arts, was brave and put away the Feihong Sword, pulled out the flying needle with both hands, and hid it in his hand.
In the dark night, they could only use the firelight in the distance to see clearly. Gray Hu and the others thought that the people coming were their own people reporting the news, so they shouted from a distance: "What's the matter?"
Xiang Shaolong shouted and responded: "He is from Lord Xinling"
All the thieves were surprised and galloped towards him.
Gray Hu and the werewolf were behind, Xiang Shaolong secretly cried out for pity, raised his hands, and fired out flying needles.
His wrist strength was so powerful, coupled with the long tip of the flying needle, its penetrating power was astonishing. He broke through the breastplate and entered. The two bandit leaders who were galloping at the front were immediately hit.
Before the two thieves fell, Xiang Shaolong pulled out two more flying needles, passed between them, and threw them at the two people in the back row.
Graybeard and the werewolf were shocked at the same time. They took out their long swords while shouting, and rode their horses around from both sides.
At this time, the two people in the front row had overturned their horses amidst groans.
Xiang Shaolong had no time to retrieve the flying needle, rode his horse with one hand, and pulled out the Feihong Sword with the other hand to greet the werewolf coming from the left.
The werewolf roared loudly, and using the momentum of his strong horse to sprint, he struck him in the face with his sword.
Xiang Shaolong let out a long roar, raised his sword to block, and at the same time leaned outward, taking advantage of the momentum to fly up and land on the werewolf's waist.
This kick was a side kick modified from Thai boxing. It was so powerful that the werewolf screamed and fell off the horse.
At this time, the two people in the back row who had been hit by flying needles fell to the ground, making two deep sounds.
The war horses lost their master, and jumped up and neighed wildly in fright. When one of the horses stepped down, it just hit the chest of the fallen werewolf. The sound of broken bones and flesh immediately exploded, trampling the murderous man to death on the spot.
Xiang Shaolong circled around the two horses, took the opportunity to pull out another flying needle, and rushed behind Gray Beard.
Seeing that the situation was wrong, Gray Hu turned his horse's head and fled towards the camp, which was completely engulfed in fire.
Xiang Shaolong tore off the thief's armor, reduced the weight, and chased after him.
The weight of his horse was at least a hundred kilograms lighter than that of Hui Hu's horse, and it was particularly strong. In an instant, he caught up with Hui Hu seven or eight horse lengths behind.
Xiang Shaolong said nothing and threw the flying needle.
Unexpectedly, seeing that he couldn't escape, Hui Hu simply reined in his horse and turned around, just in time to avoid the flying needle.
This place happened to be between the bandit soldiers who had retreated from the mountain and the bandit camp on fire. There was no one around, so it became a one-on-one situation.
Gray Hu came back with his sword and shouted: "Who is coming?"
Xiang Shaolong laughed and said, "That's your old friend Xiang Shaolong."
Amidst the clanging sound, the two of them passed by each other and exchanged three swords. No one took advantage.
Xiang Shaolong never expected that he was both physically strong and skilled in swordsmanship. When turning the horse's head, he could control the horse purely with his legs, using his right hand to draw the flying rainbow sword and his left hand to pull out the flying needle.
These days, he spends most of his time on horseback, which makes his riding skills improve by leaps and bounds. He is no longer the Wu Xia Amen he was back then.
Gray Hu also took the opportunity to take out his crossbow, loaded it with arrows quickly, and shot an arrow at him with a "swish" sound, while holding the sword in his mouth.
Xiang Shaolong's training has always been to dodge bullets. He would be afraid of his crossbow arrows, so he would dodge to the side, avoid the arrows, catch the horse's belly, and rush forward.
Gray Hu didn't expect that he could avoid this fatal blow. He was so horrified that he threw the empty crossbow at him and reached out to take the long sword that was biting in his mouth.
Xiang Shaolong flew up and kicked away the thrown air crossbow. The flying rainbow sword flashed and swept across Hui Hu's chest.
There was an exciting "dang" sound.
Although Gray Beard narrowly blocked the sword, because he was able to parry, while the opponent was charging forward, and borrowing the power of the horse's forward charge, he was knocked upside down on his back.
Xiang Shaolong shouted loudly and threw a flying needle with his backhand.
There was a "ding" sound, and although the flying needle hit Gray Beard, it unfortunately hit his hard helmet and bounced away.
Xiang Shaolong knew that the situation was critical. If he allowed the two horses to move in opposite directions, it would be impossible to catch up with the murderer in the short distance from the bandit camp. He took a risk, turned back from the horse, and performed a somersault in the air.
, the Feihong Sword flew out from his hand.
At this time, Hui Hu had just sat upright, holding the horse's belly between his feet, when Xiang Shaolong's extremely sharp Feihong sword, crafted by skilled craftsmen from the Yue Kingdom, penetrated his back and stabbed him to death on the spot.
The horse galloped away, and more than ten feet away, Gray Beard's body fell off the horse.
Xiang Shaolong landed safely, rushed up, and pulled out the Feihong Sword.
The sound of killings in our camp was loud, indicating that Cheng Xu and others saw that the thieves were defeated and took advantage of the situation to fight out.
Xiang Shaolong's heroic spirit surged, and he cut off Gray Hu's chop. Ignoring the bleeding blood, he lifted the chop, flew up on his horse, and rushed towards the two thousand bandit soldiers who were retreating. He shouted: "Grey Hu is dead, Gray Hu is dead."
If you die, run away, run away”
The thieves who came back with torches were already panicking because they were being pursued by soldiers. They also saw people coming in front carrying gray beards. They thought a powerful enemy was coming. Those who dared to show off their strength shouted and fled in all directions.
The army was defeated like a mountain, and the thieves behind did not know what happened. In a chain reaction, they also fled for their lives.
More than 2,000 people were defeated without a fight.
Xiang Shaolong met Cheng Xu and other troops who were coming in an instant. The whole army cheered and charged towards the enemy formation which turned into a sea of fire.
The bandits lost their leader, burned their tents, lost their horses and food, and whoever still wanted to fight fled. Xiang Shaolong led the soldiers and charged until dawn, winning a complete victory.
In this battle, over a thousand thieves were killed, but Xiang Shaolong only died five people and injured more than one hundred and fifty people. With less than a thousand troops, he defeated the enemy's army of over ten thousand, with so few casualties. It is truly an unimaginable miracle. It is truly a miracle.
Xiang Shaolong's position on the battlefield was established.
But the victory is also very risky.
When the fire broke out in the bandits' camp, the gray-bearded men had cleared all the obstacles on the slopes and filled up the pits. They were about to start a battle across the trenches when they retreated because their own formation was in a hurry.
Those wooden fences turned into obstacles for the rebels to evacuate. They were killed by rolling stones and arrows fired from above, causing rivers of blood to flow. It was like a hell on earth.
The corpses of Gray Beard and Werewolf were soaked in medicinal wine and sent back to King Zhao via a shortcut by Qingqi, so that he could show his majesty to the people of the country.
This is also Xiang Shaolong's psychological offensive against Zhao Mu, making King Zhao feel more and more important to him. If things go wrong due to Zhao Qian in the future, there will be room for negotiation.
When Xiang Shaolong returned to the camp, in addition to the even more jealous Shao Yuan Jun who couldn't leave due to illness, even Mrs. Pingyuan came out to welcome him back in triumph, not to mention Zhao Ya and Zhao Qian.
Since ancient times, beauties have loved heroes. When the women's eyes turned to him, the intoxicating look made him feel like he was floating in the clouds.
In the 21st century, this situation is almost impossible to happen. Everything is collective cooperation and action, and the individual is just a small screw that makes up the whole.
But in the ancient Warring States period, it was full of personal romantic heroism, so people like Shang Yang appeared who could turn the entire situation around, and there were also famous generals like Lian Po who commanded the battlefield.
However, Xiang Shaolong is truly a product of the times. He has modern military knowledge and training, so he can repeatedly use extraordinary weapons to defeat the enemy and win.
How could all the girls not fall in love with him?
Even Mrs. Pingyuan, who was full of evil hearts, looked at him with admiration and had other thoughts. It would be a pity to waste such a talent.
Xiang Shaolong was injured in many places, and Zhao Ya and Zhao Qian dragged him to the commander's tent, where they washed his wounds and applied medicine.
Mrs. Ya was very surprised when she saw that Zhao Qian was not shy about Xiang Shaolong's body wearing only shorts. She was also worried. If the two of them got entangled, there would be endless troubles.
Zhao Qian said heartbrokenly: "Does it hurt?"
Being caressed by the jade hands of two beauties, he almost moaned in comfort. Xiang Shaolong responded with a smile, lay down on the table, and fell asleep in a daze, carrying the fragrance of the two women.