Chapter 952 951 [Pawns crossing the river]

The wind is howling and the blood is burning.

Go all the way south and run as fast as you can.

This place is only eight or nine miles away from the military station. In the past, I always felt that I could walk there, but now it seems that I will never be able to reach it.

Yang Ding's breathing was very steady. Even after going through a difficult fight, there were no injuries on his body. The red color on his sleeves was the blood of the barbarians.

There are six comrades beside him. The young man named Cui Shunde has been buried in the land behind them forever, just like Liu Gu and Gu Sian who took the initiative to assassinate the barbarian leader. In fact, everyone knows in their hearts that even if they can kill

Even a dead barbarian leader would never survive being surrounded by hundreds of barbarians.

It was a crude plan, a charge that was destined to end in death.

In less than a quarter of an hour, Yang Ding lost three of his comrades. Their sacrifices only gained them a distance of less than twenty feet. The barbarians were still chasing after them, and the danger of death was always there.

In such a difficult situation, he suddenly thought of his father, Yang Yingji, a senior officer in the North Camp of the Beijing Army, a middle-aged man with a cold and stubborn temperament who was not liked by others.

Growing up, he spent very little time with his father because his father was often away on business and would be ostracized wherever he went. He had to wander around until he was transferred to the Longbow Camp in the West and finally settled down. At that time, he was

Tang Youzhi, the Marquis of Jining, who was the head coach of the Longgong Camp, valued Yang Yingji very much and was very trustworthy in his employment.

The opportunity was fleeting on the battlefield. Chen Dan looked at Zhang De and other comrades turning around one after another. He couldn't help but burst into tears, almost gritting his teeth, let out a shrill roar, and then ran towards the south without looking back.

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From Yang Yingji's perspective, it is natural to hope that Yang Ding can enter the Beijing Army's North Camp.

I don’t know how long it took, maybe a few hours, maybe a few days or nights, when Yang Ding woke up from the coma, he found himself in a simple and spacious wooden house. He just moved a little, and the pain in his body was like

It hit him like a tidal wave, but even so, he still endured the pain and observed his surroundings.

So the second team of Beishan Military Station had a new recruit.

Yang Ding turned his head and looked around, feeling a surge of surprise in his heart, and shouted: "Brother Zhang, you are still alive!"

Yang Yingji, who in the eyes of outsiders could not communicate at all, would never deliberately act like a strict father in front of Yang Ding. Instead, he would calmly discuss issues with his son and even tell the truth about his experiences outside.

Before he finished speaking, he stretched out his long legs and charged towards the barbarian who was charging at the front.

Yang Ding replied sincerely and firmly: "My father is now an official in Beiying. Pei Hou and other generals respect you very much. My son knows that his father will not look after you for personal gain, but others may not be able to treat you equally. Therefore, my son

I want to go to the bitter cold places in the far north to experience it, strengthen my body, and cheer up my spirit, just like my ancestors did in the past to guard the frontier for Daliang."

Although the father and son were together less and apart more often, Yang Yingji never relaxed his encouragement and guidance to Yang Ding. No matter where he was, he would send as many letters home as possible.

Whether it is thirty taels of pension money or illusory military achievements, it can eventually bring a little hope.

However, Yang Ding took the initiative to request to go to the northern borderland.

"Okay!" Zhang De, who rushed after him, couldn't help but let out an angry roar.

Yang Ding pursed his lips tightly to prevent the breath in his chest from dissipating. He endured the barbarians' continuous attacks and never gave an inch.

These pawns have lived together for many years and have already formed a certain tacit understanding. Others instantly understood Chen Dan's thoughts. Now someone must step in and try their best to stop the crazy barbarians and buy Yang Ding time to retreat.

He also saw a torn strip of cloth wrapped around the other party's waist, stained with bright red blood.

Disembowell him!

The barbarian stared in front of him blankly, and then fell to the ground.

After entering a small road in the mountains, Zhang De gasped and shouted: "This is not the way to go!"

Now it was not just a matter of escaping, they had to send back the news of the barbarian invasion southward, so that the military station and even the Xuanhua camp could prepare as soon as possible.

He had never thought of using power for personal gain, but simply admired Pei Yue's abilities and the ethos of Beiying, especially the Tibetan Front Guards who had been tempered by the flames of war. In his opinion, they were a model of elites who had fought in hundreds of battles.

Zhang De became more and more surprised during the fight. Although he knew that Yang Ding liked to hide, he still didn't expect him to be so brave. It seemed that these general disciples did have some real abilities.

Zhang De sighed: "There are only two of us left. If that boy Chen Dan can escape, there should be three."

"Why?" Yang Yingji didn't get angry, but just asked in confusion.

At this moment, a scene that surprised everyone happened. Yang Ding, who had only been in Beishan Military Station for half a year, suddenly stopped, turned around to face the barbarian, and said loudly: "Chen Dan, I can't imitate your skills, and I will be better if you survive."

Useful! Please tell my father that Yang Ding is unfilial!"

Yang Ding smiled and said: "My ancestor is Duke Ning of Liang Dynasty. When it comes to martial arts cultivation, you are no match for me!"

Yang Ding's eyes filled with sadness, and he asked again: "What is this place?"

The moment the two sides approached, Yang Ding suddenly shrunk and appeared in front of the barbarian in a half-crouching posture. When the other party was slightly absent-minded, he suddenly exerted force on his feet and waist, rising like a liger.

Jumping up, holding the handle of the knife firmly with both hands, the sharp waist knife went from bottom to top, directly cutting through the animal skin on the opponent's body, and at the same time carved a very deep and long wound.

Time passed bit by bit, and he didn't know how many knives he had wielded. He only saw those ferocious barbarians, and he didn't even have time to pay attention to the screams of his comrades who came from beside him.

Chen Dan gritted his teeth and said: "We cannot let Liu Da and Lao Gu Bai die. We have to send people back to stop them. Yang Ding, remember what Liu Da said to you!"

The current situation is different from before.

Yang Ding did not expect that the experience would come so suddenly and cruelly.

The mountain road was narrow, less than one foot wide. Liang Jun's team used Yang Ding as the tip of the knife and the rest to protect his flanks, and actually blocked the barbarians' pursuit.

Then he was beaten to death by the other party.

His vision gradually became blurred, and he vaguely seemed to see the barbarian leader striding towards him.

Blood sprayed all over Yang Ding's face, but he just wiped it casually, and then rushed into the crowd of barbarians without fear.

However, Yang Ding knew that his father was not happy, because apart from Tang Youzhi's care, he still could not get the recognition of others in Longgong Camp. Even though those people were polite on the surface, it was difficult to hide the alienation and disgust in their eyes.

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Yang Ding was startled for a moment, then he came to his senses and said in disbelief: "What on earth do the barbarians want to do?"

At that time, Liu Gu was still there, so they had a backbone, so they could show a calm attitude. But now that they have finally managed to survive, who would not have a trace of thoughts in their hearts?

Who is willing to die heroically if they can survive?

After Chen Dan made it clear, even if some people were depressed, no one spoke out against it, because they knew that since Yang Ding was the legitimate son of the Duke's Mansion, they might be able to speak in front of Marshal Geshu, so that they could be guaranteed

Die worthy.

Zhang De looked solemn and said: "Wasteland."

He laughed silently, the knife on his waist was already curled, and his hands were no longer strong. He still stubbornly raised the knife with all his strength and slashed at the barbarian leader.

"Are you awake?" A familiar voice came from my ear.

Zhang De was stunned and scolded: "You bastard, you've only been touching the knife for half a year, why are you pretending to be a hero! Come back to me!"

There were quite a few people in the wooden house. Some were wearing military uniforms, while others were wearing ordinary civilian clothes. Most of them looked frightened and exhausted.

Because of this, Yang Ding did not become a playboy, nor did he develop a self-pitying temperament.

When Yang Ding turned sixteen and reached the minimum age limit for joining the army, the father and son had a long and frank talk.

Yang Yingji didn't say anything more, and raised her hand to pat his shoulder to encourage him.

The barbarian also didn't expect that a naive young man would dare to fight back, but such a heroic move was no different than sending him to death. The barbarian in front was tall and long-armed, and faced the rushing Yang Ding, a cruel smile appeared on his face, imitating

With an arrogant look, he stretched out his arms to block, and at the same time clenched his right fist in preparation for attack.

In today's ethical and ethical era, such a father-son relationship is extremely rare.

Only then did he realize that his and Zhang De's hands and feet were tightly tied.

Zhang De pursed his lips and lowered his voice: "The barbarians probably want to take us back to the wilderness, become their slaves, and do things for them."

Yang Ding felt extremely ridiculous, and at the same time, he felt strong uneasiness in his heart.

If it is true as Zhang De said, these barbarians are definitely not savages, they obviously have great ambitions!
Chapter completed!