"Yes, every year at this time the barbarians come to thresh the grass in the valley, and this time it was the most ferocious... Yesterday night, they suddenly rushed in. The city guard hurriedly led his troops to meet the enemy, and died in a deadly battle. Almost all the soldiers were killed... Later, the barbarians broke out After entering the city, they killed everyone they saw and set fire to the houses after grabbing the food. Fortunately... Her Royal Highness the Princess arrived in time and killed the barbarians, but not a single one of the people in the city was left... There was no grain left, and I'm afraid the remaining people I can’t survive this winter... Shouyang, Shouyang, Shouyang without Yang..."
Ding Shaoan clenched his fists tightly and his eyes were about to burst: "Barbarians, all deserve to die!"
At this time, a farmer came over and asked the old man to help carry the body. Seeing Jiang Fan, they said: "Don't stay here. If you are my Chinese warriors, go and help Her Royal Highness the Princess. She has already rushed to Dingyang overnight. The city walls there are old and low, and they are also the target of the barbarians."
Ding Shaoan said: "This child..."
The civilian husband shook his head: "I can't control it anymore. There are so many orphans like this..."
After that, he hurriedly took the old man away.
The little girl was tired of crying and sobbed on Jiang Fan's shoulder.
Ding Shaoan looked at Jiang Fan: "Master, what should I do?"
Jiang Fan held the little girl in his arms: "Let's go to Dingyang City."
"But what to do with this child?"
Jiang Fan did not hesitate at all: "Now that she has met me, she is destined to me, and I will take her with me."
"Can……"
"Nothing to do, let's get going!" After that, he walked out of the city first.
Jiang Fan gently washed the little girl's face. There was a crescent-shaped scar on her face, which was bandaged carefully by Jiang Fan.
From the side, Yun Fuyao stared blankly at Jiang Fan, who was blowing gently and feeding the little girl porridge spoonful by spoonful.
That young man was so gentle and attentive, and even she could feel the love in her heart. The little girl held on to the corner of his clothes tightly and never let go for a moment.
She began to be confused in her heart, was this young man really the cause of the world's troubles? Master...Master can't be wrong!
"What's your name?" Jiang Fan asked the little girl with a smile.
"My, my name is Jiujiu..." the little girl said timidly.
"Tweet, that sounds nice. Don't you have a name?"
"No, no, mom and dad both call me Jijiu."
"Then, big brother, can you get one for you?"
Jiang Fan took out a candy and put it in her hand.
"Well, what's your name..." Jiang Fan's eyes fell on her newly bandaged wound. Thinking of the crescent-shaped scar, Jiang Fan said, "Let's call her Jiang Xianyue, okay?"
"Okay..." The little girl seemed to like this name very much.
Ding Shaoan was stunned. Jiang Xianyue was indeed a good name, but what really surprised him was this surname. Jiang, Jiangfan’s river.
The carriage was speeding along the official road, the little girl was already fast asleep, and Jiang Fan looked at the night sky with cold stars in his eyes. Suddenly he said: "Alai sent a message to Jiang Qi and asked her to send me 100,000 kilograms of kerosene to Dingyang City as quickly as possible."
Ding Shaoan trembled all over. He knew what kerosene was. Jiang Fan used it to burn three hundred elite soldiers to death in Jian'an City and burn down the post house and the commander's courtyard. He still has a fresh memory of the demonic and terrifying thing that spared no bricks and tiles. One hundred thousand kilograms of kerosene, what is Jiang Fan going to do? Looking at that gloomy face and cold eyes, deep fear grew from Ding Shaoan's heart...
The battle was brutal.
The northern Xinjiang barbarians' raiding of the grass valley this time was different from the past. Not only did the number of men and horses far exceed that of previous years, but they also unbelievably attacked those fortified cities and launched siege warfare.
Dingyang City has been fighting fiercely for a whole night. The barbarians used heavy crossbows to shoot iron arrows with ropes into the city wall and climbed along the ropes. They were extremely fierce.
The city was attacked by barbarians many times. Fortunately, Princess Changying led her men to defend the city and the city was saved.
It was already bright, and the barbarians charged again.
"Hold on!" Wang Chengshou shouted in a hoarse voice, brandishing his sword.
"The barbarians should be attacking for the last time. Hold on, brothers!" a general with a broken arm roared.
Cao Ying stared at the swarming people. Suddenly, she jumped up, covered in a red whirlwind, and rushed down from the city. Like a rainbow shaking the sky, she jumped over countless barbarians and rushed towards a tall knight.
While everyone at the top of the city screamed in surprise, the royal guard yelled: "Her Royal Highness wants to kill her leader, let's shoot arrows to help!"
Cao Ying's momentum was fierce, his spear was like a dragon, and he jumped over the barbarian commander in the blink of an eye.
"kill!"
The long-tasseled spear moved forward and hit the knight's hastily raised scimitar, knocking the knight off his horse. The sharp impact also shattered the knight's scimitar, hit his breastplate, and finally penetrated his breastplate. Pass through the chest.
And the leader was also fierce, roared, and advanced instead of retreating, closing the distance even if the spear penetrated his chest. The next moment, the knight hit Cao Ying with a heavy fist and hammered her away, sending her flying.
Cao Ying's face flushed instantly in mid-air, but he held his breath and did not let the blood spurt out. His spear was like lightning and he knocked down a knight. He fell on the back of a galloping horse and let the horse run towards the city wall. He waved his spear and kept hitting. Kill the enemy.
Fortunately, they were not far from the city wall, and the war horses quickly ran under the city wall. At the same time, someone shouted at the top of the city, and a rope with a long arrow flew from mid-air. As if Cao Ying knew it, he reached out and grabbed the flying arrow. , using the power of the rope to return to the city like a bird.
"The barbarian leader is dead!"
The people at the top of the city suddenly shouted wildly.
The barbarians retreated, Cao Ying's face turned abnormally red, a mouthful of blood rushed to his throat, and he swallowed it alive.
It wasn't until the barbarians disappeared that the defenders sat paralyzed on the ground.
No one cheered, no one celebrated. The battle was too brutal. During the two-day attack, 80% of the defenders of Dingyang City were killed. Two of the four generals were killed and one was seriously injured.
Cao Ying returned to the official office without saying a word. As soon as she entered the door, she couldn't bear it anymore. Blood spurted out from her mouth, and her vision went dark and she almost fell down. That punch broke at least two of her ribs and her internal organs were also shocked.
But she just meditated briefly to calm down her energy and blood, and then came to the defense map again.
Since arriving in northern Xinjiang, Cao Ying has almost never slept. When he is tired, he will take a nap on his horse or in his chariot. There have been continuous battles in the past three days, and they have stayed up all night, wearing no clothes or armor. At this moment, her eyes were bloodshot and she was staring at the border defense map on the wall.
"Your Highness, please take a rest. You haven't slept for three days..."
A female guard came in and kept persuading. Cao Ying didn't look away from the defense map, and her voice was extremely hoarse.
"The barbarians did not capture Dingyang City today, and they will definitely do so in two days at the latest. We cannot relax for a moment."
"But... if this continues, your body will not be able to hold on."
"I'm fine. Send an order to Wang Chengshou to keep an eye on it personally and prepare a large number of rolling logs and rocks. If it's not enough, the government office will be demolished and all the gold soup will be mined."
"Yes!" The guard hesitated and said, "Also, we suffered heavy losses in today's battle. The total number of defenders in the city is less than a thousand, including wounded soldiers... Moreover, the barbarians are burning and killing everywhere, and I am afraid that the four nearby border cities cannot be spared. Send troops to help.”
