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Chapter 448 The messenger

"Go and have a look."
Deng Tong led the way, Lei Yuan was currently walking straight, and his entourage followed one after another.
Although the battle was short, it was very intense. At this moment, there were corpses lying down from side to side, broken arms and limbs, and broken swords and weapons everywhere in the camp. The smell of blood was filled with blood on the platform, and even the strong wind could not dissipate. The old, weak, women and children in the village were gathered at the other end of the camp by Deng Tong. They gathered together and looked at the corpses of their relatives silently in the flying snow, occasionally throwing hatred eyes at Lei Yuan.
Lei Yuan has become accustomed to it. The feeling of hatred comes quickly and usually goes quickly. In this world, hatred cannot withstand the desire to survive and the instinct of obedience to the strong. When the sky clears, these elderly, weak, women, children and surrendered barbarian warriors will be forced to move to Yidu by Lei Yuan; within two or three years, they will be tamed into loyal and reliable household registration and Qimin.
At this moment, Lei Yuan had already seen a scholar in the green robe a little further away, who was diligently leading the Lei family members to count the number of prisoners and indicate the location of the materials. This person was not Lei Yuan's subordinate. Obviously, there were always smart people in the village, and they would always change their positions so quickly.
After walking a few more steps, we will reach the high slope guarded by Cao's army.
He Song was commanding his subordinates to launch a fierce attack.
At this time, the sky was completely dark, but layers of pine and open torches swayed, illuminating the slope as bright as day. The soldiers shouted loudly and kept attacking forward, as if huge waves were surging. The Cao army above the slope was standing on a semi-arctic earth wall and tried to fight back with bows and arrows, but the archers at He Song's troops below immediately shot back at several times, pressing the Cao army so hard that they could not raise their heads.
When the two sides were about to fight, the soldiers of the attacking side suddenly threw hundreds of torches into the earthen wall. Something was burning, and the flames behind the earthen wall soared into the air, forcing the Cao army to no longer hold on, so they could only roar and rush out. Under the heavy snow, the armor on their bodies shone with a cold light, and many of them were iron armor.
"It's true that they are all elites." Lei Yuan nodded.
The team of more than 100 people has a armored rate of more than 60%, of which iron armor accounts for half. This is definitely the elite of Cao's army. Lei Yuan's headquarters is just like this. It is good for more ordinary soldiers to be able to have an iron helmet.
Of course, after returning from Shu, Lei Yuan was so rich that he was afraid. In addition to rewarding the soldiers, he had invested a lot of money in the manufacturing of black armor and leather armor. A few days ago, his master Xu Shuo also recruited a group of iron workers from the iron field of Zigui Wen, and reported that he planned to transform the water pestle into wrought iron, which would help to quickly produce iron armor.
To be honest, Lei Yuan had no talent in this area. He only felt that he was a little troublesome, so he approved money and asked Xu Shuo to do it slowly. If there were any results in the future, the soldiers' armor should be equipped with more abundant armor.
"Sect Master...Sect Master?" While he was distracted, he heard He Song say, "Look, the soldiers have counterattacked."
"Oh?" Lei Yuan quickly looked at it.
Although the Cao army was elite, He Song's troops were also good at fighting brigades. They formed a dense formation and used spears and halberds to sting, which broke up the desperate attack of Cao's army. When Cao's army retreated, they followed and chased, killing and injured all the way. The blood of the casualties of Cao's army mixed into the thin snow on the ground, winding and flowing, slowly frozen into red ice.
At this time, there was a loud sound of hooves. The hundreds of cavalry teams waiting behind urged their horses to go up the slope, surrounded the side of the slope, and shot the lonely Cao army at the same time.
"This situation looks familiar." He Song sighed.
Deng Tong coughed a few times, and when he was about to say something, Lei Yuan said: "It seems like he is traveling to the mountain."
"Yes, it's like a battle in the mountains." He Song tightly held the hilt of the knife on his waist, and the blue veins on his hand burst out: "At that time, the young general led us to break the rear and resisted the Cao army. When he set out from Lu'an, there were 300 people who repelled Cao army dozens of times along the way. When Xiao... By the time the sect leader led his troops to rescue him, there were only sixty people who could fight. The young general was covered in blood, and Qu Chang Liu Yu, Yu Jian, Hou Chi, and the team led Cao Ke, Cao Meng, Lei Huan, and Huo Qing... all died in battle."
He took a few heavy breaths and gritted his teeth and said, "The situation was like this at that time. However, now the offensive and defensive aliens are strong and weak!"
Lei Yuan and Deng Tong had never seen each other in person, and almost never heard He Song talk about it. Perhaps out of some concern, the people around Lei Yuan rarely take the initiative to talk about the brave young general. Only then did Lei Yuan realize that this fierce warrior had never forgotten the tragic situation in his heart, nor his former master.
The Cao army on the platform retreated to a higher place with dense forests, intending to continue to resist stubbornly by the mountain, while the Lei family members shouted to rush to kill, without any intention of showing mercy.
Amid the fighting, He Song asked, "Sect Master, we can always avenge the young general, right? If you have the chance to fight with Cao's army, please let me be the vanguard no matter what!"
Lei Yuan nodded slightly and said slowly: "We must avenge this revenge... not only to avenge my brother, but also to avenge countless partners who died under Cao's sword over the years!"
He Song could no longer hide his surging emotions.
He bowed deeply to Lei Yuan, then strode forward, and led his personal guards straight into the battlefield.
Lei Yuan shouted: "It's better to capture that Cao's envoy alive!"
He Song waved his hand from afar, and then quickly headed towards the height of the platform.
Deng Tong listened to He Song's words silently, and explained at this time: "I heard that more than a hundred old He tribes died in the massacre of Cao's army, so he had an irreconcilable grudge with the Cao thief. Later, there was a little general... A few months ago, he heard that the sect leader defeated Xu Huang in Dangqu, and he was so happy that he had tears in his tears... Cough cough... Today is the second time he fought with Cao's army two years later, so he was inevitably a little excited."
When Deng Tong Shao was nagging and explaining for others, Lei Yuan nodded slightly and said, "I understand! I understand!"
When Deng Tong first met Lei Yuan two years ago, his rebellious and fierce look was simply shocking. But in the past two years, Deng Tong has completely accepted it. But his thoughts are still a little rough, far less than He Song.
Although He Song's words were true feelings, they were also a vague expression of his determination to serve the sect leader.
Among the few people who had real power around Lei Yuan at first, Wang Yan had actually left the front line because of his old age and several mistakes, and Xin Bin's power gradually contracted. He Song should have noticed that Ma Zhong, Wang Ping, Ju Fu and others who returned with Lei Yuan Yizhou, and even Ma Dai who was wandering as guests were all talents that would be valued in the future.
That's why He Song took this opportunity to say a few more words, just to express: We are old subordinates who have served the Lei family in Lujiang for many years. We have a firm foundation and a firm stance and absolutely loyalty. In the future, please leave us the opportunity to make achievements and not alienate our subordinates.
This is because He Song was too worried. Lei Yuan naturally knew what kind of people can be said to be the foundation and what kind of people can be said to be the wings.
At this moment, He Song hurriedly turned back from the platform.
He bowed with shame and said, "Sect Master, I just caught a prisoner and asked, saying that they had never seen the messenger again at the beginning of the battle! This guy may have run away!"
"Is he so decisive? He is also a smart and neat character..." Lei Yuan murmured.
"This person has nowhere to escape, and must be around the camp." Liao Hua said on the side: "We will occupy this village, and we have time to search slowly. When the road is closed after heavy snow, if he does not take the initiative to descend, he will have to freeze to death in the mountains."
Lei Yuan nodded. After all, he was just an envoy, and even if he was asked to escape, it would not be a big deal.
He casually asked He Song: "Did the captive explain what the envoy is, and where is the name of the messenger?"
Chapter completed!
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