A strong wind blew through, and the narrow passage between the two mountains was immediately engulfed in fire.

The blazing flames were more than ten feet high, and thick smoke was everywhere. The fire light illuminated the entire pass, and there were fierce roars and the screams of horses everywhere. The smell of burning in the air was pungent and unpleasant. Countless shadows twisted on the stone walls.

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Danmuji in the passage below looked like a trapped beast rushing left and right.

He is now in the middle of the passage. Surrounded by choking thick smoke, the ground is full of stones and burning wood. He seems to be in a huge furnace, and the hot air burns his exposed skin.

Blisters. Several Xirong sergeants were surrounded by flames, wailing and rolling on the ground around him.

He stared angrily at the mountain, wishing he could burn the night away with his eyes.

By the light of the fire, he saw the moon-white figure halfway up the mountain. That was the enemy's commander, who had let him fall into an ambush.

The man that Xiumuye talked about.

He was returning the bow and arrow in his hand to the sergeant behind him. Then he put his hand behind his back, his eyes were heavy, neither sad nor happy, as if he already knew the outcome of this battle.

Who is he? Is he the person sent by the feudal lord to ambush him?

But when I thought about it, it was impossible. If the vassal king had such an outstanding general, why would he let King Doma conquer two cities in a row?

He stared at the man with bloodshot eyes, trying to see his face clearly. However, the man just glanced at him and looked away lightly.

That complete neglect angered Danmuji.

He roared angrily, rushed towards the stone wall, stepped on the corpse of the Xirong sergeant on the ground, and jumped up the hillside. He grabbed a corpse on the ground with his left hand and blocked it in front of him. He held the knife in his right hand and walked up the slope step by step.

The stone hit the body in front of him, making a dull sound. But it could not stop his progress.

Several men in civilian clothes jumped out of the darkness, waving wooden sticks in their hands and hitting him.

Danmuji threw the body away and slashed with his sword, cutting off all the wooden sticks in front of him. However, these men showed no fear and rushed forward holding only half of the wooden sticks left.

That's right. The look in these people's eyes is definitely not that of ordinary villagers. This kind of fighting spirit that is not afraid of death proves that they have been on the battlefield.

His thousand-man army was indeed ambushed by the Yan army.

Although I don't understand why these soldiers only have simple wooden clubs in their hands and no armor, he will not be merciful, and all enemies should die.

There was a flash of cold light, and the two men at the front had been stabbed and fell to the ground. Dan Mu quickly pulled out the bloody blade and rolled up a cold light. Like tigers entering a herd of sheep, everyone killed was killed, and they were killed halfway up the mountain.

Behind him, there were more than a dozen corpses lying strewn about, as well as several injured people struggling and wailing in a pool of blood. He did not look back to finish the attack, his target was the enemy's commander, the man standing halfway up the mountain.

Although he was ambushed, there were hundreds of warriors outside the pass. As long as he killed the enemy's commander, the battle would still end with his victory.

The sword slashed diagonally, slashed horizontally... bringing up puff after puff of blood, until he was held up with a "clang" sound.

Dan Muji felt his hands were a little numb.

The strength of this parry shows that the opponent is an enemy worthy of being taken seriously.

Dan Muji took a step back and looked at the tall, bronze-faced sword-wielding man in front of him. He looked like a general, and he seemed to be that man's general.

"I, Commander Dan Muji," Dan Muji raised his sword and pointed at the opponent, "The enemy general will give his name."

The man held the knife across his chest: "Qiu Liming."

"Very good, let's die!" Dan Muji didn't say anything nonsense. He held the sword in both hands, raised it above his head, took a step forward, and struck Qiu Liming on the head.

His physical strength also has its limits, he cannot fight endlessly, he must fight quickly. He used all his strength with this strike.

Qiu Liming saw that the opponent was coming fiercely, and he tried to parry with his sword.

There was a "cang" sound, the two swords struck each other, and a string of sparks exploded.

Qiu Liming's knees softened and he was forced to kneel down by the chop.

He met Xirong scouts and cavalry before, and in order to save Yang Cong, he killed more than ten people until they were exhausted. After returning, his physical strength had not yet recovered, so he participated in the battle again. Seeing Dan Muji slashing several people in succession and killing them up the mountain, he stepped forward.

He thought he could entangle the opponent, but Danmuji's force was beyond his expectation. One strike of his sword was so powerful.

It was a life-and-death crisis at the moment, and he couldn't allow him to think too much. He rolled to the side and barely escaped the blade of Danmu Ji.

Dan Muji pulled out his sword, caught up with Qiu Liming, and slashed with his sword again.

Qiu Liming knew that the opponent was too powerful to parry, so he was about to dodge, but unexpectedly, Dan Muji's knife did not exert any force at all. It was just a feint, and he raised his foot and kicked him hard in the chest.

This kick sent Qiu Liming flying, hitting a big tree with a bang, and the knife fell out of his hand and fell into the grass.

Qiu Liming felt as if his chest was blocked, and he couldn't even breathe smoothly. He covered his chest with one hand and supported the ground with the other to stand up. However, his legs were weak and he couldn't stand up at all.

"Dayan's generals, haha, are too weak."

Dan Muji laughed while walking towards Qiu Liming.

"Protect General Qiu!" Two sergeants shouted and rushed out of the shadows.

"You don't overestimate your capabilities, and you don't even have weapons, yet you dare to appear in front of me!" Dan Muji roared and slashed with his sword.

Qiu Liming was heartbroken when he saw two soldiers died tragically under Danmuji's sword. These soldiers were all loyal soldiers who followed him out of the country to find his lord. They died on the battlefield before they could gain fame and fortune.

He is now defenseless and unable to resist Danmuji's attack.

Are you going to die here today?

"General Qiu!" A clear and melodious young woman's voice suddenly sounded from behind him, "Go on."

Then a dark thing flew towards him with the sound of wind.

Qiu Liming stretched out his hand to grab the thing, and with a heavy hand, he looked through the moonlight and saw that it was a large wooden shield.

He did not remember that there were any blacksmiths or carpenters in the village who could do this, and the Xirong cavalry did not carry shields. Where did this shield come from?

Still stunned, Dan Muji rushed to him and slashed him with his sword. Qiu Liming quickly raised his shield, and with a dull sound, Dan Muji's sword directly split the shield and was embedded tightly inside.

Injuring his shield arm.

Before Dan Muji could draw the sword, Qiu Liming rolled with his shield and used the weight of his body to force the sword out of Dan Muji's hand.

"Kill!" The three sergeants who came to support shouted and rushed forward, piercing Danmuji's chest and abdomen with their sharpened wooden spears.

"If...if it weren't for that shield..." Danmuji's sturdy body slumped to the ground, holding the gun barrel inserted into his body with both hands, and blood kept pouring out of his mouth, "Damn it!"

If it weren't for the sword embedded in the shield, these soldiers holding wooden guns would be nothing to worry about.

Qiu Liming took off the sword from his shield, stood up, walked unsteadily to Dan Muji, held the handle of the sword and raised it high.

As the cold light struck, the sound of Danmu's illness suddenly stopped.

"General Qiu." Several sergeants rushed up and helped Qiu Liming.

Qiu Liming pushed the sergeant away and said: "I'm fine. Go and inform the lord that the enemy general is dead... By the way, the woman who just threw the shield to me sounds familiar. Where is she?"

Fortunately, she threw the shield in time, otherwise she would have been killed by Danmuji's sword.

"General Qiu, that woman... is the lord's wife."

"It's the lord's wife!" Qiu Liming was shocked, "How could she come to such a dangerous place? Where is she now?"

"She went to the mountains to find her lord."
Chapter completed!