Bang bang bang, the sound of horse hooves trampling on the snow slowed down, and more than thirty horsemen were in a panic. Their robes, coats, hair and beards were stained with snow powder, chattering and cursing on the horseback.
"There is definitely a spy who tipped off the barbarians in Sihuang City. The last time Bailangpo fell was fifty years ago. This time the defeat was too disastrous. The soldiers and horses of our four big tribes, plus eight small tribes, gave You can lead me by the nose, and even your old foundation is lost overnight. What a coward, I still don’t understand how I lost."
"Barbarian's fire bottle, it's so damn powerful. Hundreds or thousands of them were thrown at it, burning the brothers who were rushing to kill them. They were in a mess. They had no order. They couldn't even control the horses under their crotches. How could they fight?"
"The most damn strange thing is that the Xiyu and Yongman tribes actually appeared seven or eight miles east of Bailangpo. Their base is at least a hundred miles away from us."
"I guess he got the message and wanted to raid our lair, but he was killed by the barbarian."
"That's not right, the barbarians are from the south, they"
At this moment, a sharp arrow shot through the air, interrupting the debate among the remaining soldiers of Beirong.
"Bang", a knight on horseback was hit by an arrow in the chest and was thrown from the horse's back. He danced like a cloud and flew two feet away, then fell heavily to the snow and rolled in a circle without moving.
The cavalrymen screamed like frightened birds.
"Enemy attack", "Run quickly", "Be careful".
A second sharp arrow followed, causing the cavalry to disperse in panic to find the attacker.
To the left, beside a clump of withered yellow thatch more than ten feet away, stood a black figure with a bow and an arrow, his broad sleeves fluttering, and his face could not be seen clearly.
"Where"
"There is only one, a barbarian cultivator."
"Master Meng rushed forward, brothers, surrounded and killed the barbarian."
When the cavalrymen saw the only backbone cultivator on their side, they urged their horses and swung their swords to kill the barbarian cultivator who was sneaking up on them. They immediately regained their morale, turned their horses' heads, drew their swords and bows, and shouted to each other to attack the lonely figure. .
"Too much bullying"
When the Beirong cultivator in a big coat saw the barbarian, he was still shooting arrow after arrow at extremely fast speeds at the cavalry behind him. He cursed angrily, jumped up from his horse, and used the momentum to slash at Tuo. There is still no opponent who abandons the bow.
The most hateful thing was that the barbarian turned a blind eye to him and only swayed slightly to dodge the arrows.
After the Beirong cultivator jumped up, the few cavalrymen who were shooting arrows after him put away their bows and changed their swords.
The black shadow flashed, and the Beirong cultivator lost the figure of the barbarian archer in front of his eyes. He was suddenly startled. The blade turned and swept to the right. Because his mount was rushing to the left, the barbarian would not choose to dodge to the left, probably.
Hearing a soft sound in his ears, he felt a pain in the left back of his neck. The huge vibration and tearing force made the Beirong cultivator feel that his body and head were separated into two parts. All the strength in his body disappeared quickly, and the sweeping sword was thrown away halfway. , roaring and slashing the cavalryman who was following him not far behind him in two pieces.
"Barbarian is awesome, run away"
"Escape quickly"
When the cavalry saw their mastermind, they didn't even take a single move. They were hit by arrows and rolled on the snow. They all screamed and reined in their horses. Except for the unlucky ones at the front who couldn't stop, they had no choice but to roar. He boldly swung his sword and slashed diagonally, holding in his heart a trace of shady luck.
A black shadow blurred in the snow, avoiding the rushing horses and the light of the sword.
Control the sound of the strings, the sound is terrible.
A moment later, within a radius of fifty feet in the snow, there were corpses rolling on the ground after being struck by arrows.
More than 30 war horses ran in all directions. They ran away for a while without the control of the knight, and then stopped and turned around to gather together. This is due to the gregarious nature of the horses.
Chang Siguo stood with his bow drawn and pondered for a moment, with a hint of helplessness on his face.
He was disturbed by the group of defeated soldiers escaping from Bailangpo. Otherwise, he would not have woken up so quickly. He shook his head. He could no longer immerse himself in the vague and mysterious insights left to him by the old Taoist. go.
After this realization, I don't know how much time has passed, and he has gained a lot in sword skills, boxing skills, body tempering, and even body cultivation skills.
Only the movement skills and archery skills, which he had high hopes for, failed to achieve anything, which made him quite disappointed.
He couldn't guess that the old Taoist did it on purpose.
Or is it because I was interrupted and didn’t have enough time?
There was no trace of the old ways, and he didn't bother to try to figure it out.
Chang Siguo shook his head again with regret, then collected his mood, collected the trophies from the Beirong cultivators, picked up the waistbands of other soldiers, picked up some arrows and added them to the quiver on his back, and then jumped onto the strongest war horse. On his back, he pinched the horse's belly and ran towards the northeast.
The other war horses neighed and followed one by one, galloping across the snowy field in the cold wind.
It took less than half an hour to reach the brightly lit Bailangpo.
Groups of cavalrymen drove empty horses, carrying large and small bags on their backs, and returned fully loaded from all directions, all of them beaming with joy.
Chang Siguo came running from the southwest with a group of war horses, and was naturally questioned by the patrolling sentries nearby. When they heard that Mr. Chang had returned, the five sentries were so excited that they spoke incoherently and blew bamboo whistles fiercely up the slope.
Those who didn't know it thought they were being attacked by the enemy.
But it didn't look like it. The sentry didn't raise the bow and sword in his hand, and his back was turned to the visitor.
The cavalry passing by nearby stopped and looked curiously, wanting to see who the returning master was.
"Chang Siguo is back, it's Brother Chang."
Qi Quan and the irritable Lao Wan jumped down the slope with shouts. They felt ashamed for not helping them earlier. After hearing this, Chang thought about how they could not be happy after returning from danger.
There are almost no cultivators in Sihuang City who don't know Chang Siguo. Most of the cultivators in the bandit army have heard of Chang Siguo's name. Some of them followed Governor Gai and came from Paoma Ridge along the Snow Boat Seal. By.
They had never experienced the crystal bone realm master committing murder and kidnapping Chang Siguo, so they inquired and talked one after another.
Liu Zhirou's hanging heart finally fell to the ground. He had specially sent a sentry to detect Mr. Chang's return. He quickly sent out three short and one long whistles to spread the word. He would be rewarded heavily.
It will be great to come back. It is a great blessing in life to have help from noble people.
Liu Zhirou didn't want to lose such reliance.
Not long after, Chang Siguo walked uphill quickly, accompanied by Qi Quan and Wan Qiushi, with a calm look on his face, smelling the aroma of food and meat floating in the air, smiling and nodding to the cultivators who greeted him warmly along the way, showing a harmonious atmosphere.
Can he blame some people for cowering in the face of the black-robed killer?
If it were Yi Shangyan, An Xuelun, and Song Mu who were close to each other, they might risk their lives to save each other.
Therefore, pretending to be confused is the way to get along, and everyone will be in peace.
"Brother Chang is back. Let me just say that Brother Chang has his own good fortune. Everything will be fine. Isn't he back in good condition? The mutton is just roasted. Let's eat something first to fill our stomachs. Brother Chang is here. It has been a hard journey and we have brought back so many war horses.”
Liu Zhirou took a few steps forward, cupped her hands with a smile, and pulled Chang Siguo, who returned the gift, to sit by the bonfire.
A guard quickly handed over hot soup and a large plate of chopped barbecue.
Chang Siguo thanked him and gave Liu Zhirou a few words of humility. He was really hungry, so he was not polite. He chewed the roasted golden mutton and drank the hot lamb offal soup with pepper.
There is nothing more satisfying in life than having delicious meat to eat when you are hungry on a cold, windy and snowy night.
Not long after, Governor Gai arrived from the north slope after receiving the letter. He greeted him politely again, sat down to eat meat and drink soup together, and had a pleasant conversation.
Chang Siguo responded vaguely to the fact that he was captured by the black-robed man in the Crystal Bone Realm.
No one bothers themselves with asking questions.
Liu Zhirou didn't even mention it. She just advised to eat more meat. People talk too much, so some things shouldn't be mentioned.
After all the soldiers had eaten, drank, and rested for a quarter of an hour, they split up. More than a thousand injured soldiers plus 600 intact soldiers would ride horses or snow boats, and use snow boats and horses to escort the bound women, children, and The surrendered Beirong soldiers were young and strong, and they also had groups of live sheep, live cattle, bad horses, etc., and piled as high a mountain of skins, tents, clothes, weapons and other spoils of war, and headed for the Four Wastelands City in the south.
Fei Que has already informed Sihuang City to send someone to meet them, and they will be able to meet on the road in half an hour.
After fighting such a great victory, why don’t we just expect to take credit for the spoils?
The bodies of more than a thousand dead people were carried on the backs of oxen and horses, and were brought back to Sihuang City for burial.
Another group of 4,000 cavalrymen marched with light cavalry and used an extra 2,000 war horses as transportation on the road. They ran for 150 miles to attack the Beirong soldiers who were still besieging Paomaling.
They experienced the fire bottle to attack the enemy, the baptism of powerful tactics, and their morale was high.
One by one they were gearing up to defeat the Beirong traitors, so they felt proud and proud.
I heard that Mr. Liu also arranged an unexpected ambush, preparing to encircle and annihilate the more than 8,000 Beirong troops, and to attack the hinterland of Beirong in one go. Thinking about it makes me excited. ,,,
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