Xiao Fuzi was already on the verge of collapse, and his left leg was covered with blood from the wound caused by Lin Chong's shot. At this moment, when he saw the cavalry general wielding a knife to fight him, he couldn't help but smile... Two Qingshan battalion cavalrymen carrying a woman on their backs were about to
When I came to the rescue, I saw a war horse coming from the diagonal stab to kill quickly!
A spear pierced out like lightning, and before the Forbidden Army cavalry officer could see clearly who was coming, he was pierced through the throat with a spear... The sword fell to the ground with a clang, and the extraordinary Forbidden Army officer turned over and fell from his horse. Before he died, he was still full of heart.
It's a question...where did the thief come from?...What a fast gun!
Song Wen led the cavalry to disperse the Forbidden Army, and immediately turned around and came to kill him... Under the moonlight, he saw a young Forbidden Army member with a pale face and a complicated expression sitting on a horse... It was Lin Chong!
Song Wen breathed a sigh of relief, and just as he was about to speak out of surprise... he saw another group of forbidden troops coming from the Chenqiao Gate after hearing the news, holding torches and rushing toward him!
Lin Chong looked back at Chen Qiaomen and shouted to Song Wen from afar: "Brother, hurry up, if you are late, it will be too late!"
Behind the cavalry of the Qingshan Camp, there were several people driving the twenty or thirty magnificent war horses in reserve, and they traveled thousands of miles to the south of the Yangtze River to attack and escape. These good horses from the north provided by Brother Yelushan were Song Wen's biggest reliance on galloping to the south of the Central Plains!
Lin Chong held his hand from a distance, and then continued to say while driving his horse: "Brother, hurry up, I will lead the pursuers eastward...Brother, you have to take care!"
Song Wen was a little dazed in surprise, and An Chun, who was next to him, grabbed Song Wen's reins... "Brother, it's not too late! Let's go... Sister Green Slave is still waiting for brother in front!"
Song Wen watched helplessly as Lin Chong rode towards the city gate, sighed and turned his horse back... "Xiao Fuzi, where is Xiao Fuzi?"
Next to him, a soldier brought by Song Wen was quickly wrapping a bandage on Xiao Fuzi's wound. Song Wen rushed over and asked with a frown: "How did you get hurt? Are the brothers injured?"
Xiaofuzi said with a pale face: "Xiaofuzi is incompetent. A total of five brothers have been lost since the city gate, including two brothers from Liangshan... The rest are all worried! Brother, Sister Green Slave is in front.
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Song Wen frowned: "Let's leave here first! Chunzi, protect Xiao Fuzi... The rest of the people, take care of the Liangshan brothers to bandage their wounds and get on the horse!"
Wu Erlang and Wu Dalang supported each other and came to Song Wen. Wu Dalang raised his hand and said: "Fortunately, Song Langjun came in time, otherwise we would have been annihilated!"
Wu Erlang laughed and said: "It's so fun to kill! It's so fun! The dog emperor's bird soldiers know how to bully the common people, so they deserve to be killed!"
Song Wen nodded: "I will send people to quietly collect the bodies of the Liangshan brothers who died, don't worry! The pension... will be given to the family members three times as much as I will from Qingshan Camp!"
"Thank you Mr. Song!"
The current Wu family brothers still don’t know how much the three times the Qingshan camp’s pension is... that may be enough gold and silver to allow a family of three to live without worries for half a lifetime!
There was chaos, everyone got on their horses, and the injured were taken care of carefully. Song Wen raised his saber and took a deep look at Tokyo Bianliang... His appearance and identity, sooner or later someone will find out that Tokyo Bianliang has spent money.
How much effort did it cost you?
I can't come back. The Song Dynasty court... I can't even step into Bianliang again.
Song Wen yelled: "Let's go!"
"As ordered..."
A group of Qingshan camp soldiers and Liangshan brothers shouted loudly. Song Wen rode up to the two cavalrymen carrying women on their backs. Before he could speak, he saw a slightly panicked woman's face quietly sticking out her cloak...
Song Wen only felt that a beam of light suddenly shone in the deepest corner of his heart... It had nothing to do with the woman's peerless beauty, but the deep feelings that the soul of this body had for this woman!
"Green slave..."
Only then did the cavalryman react and quickly dismounted and helped the green slave to Song Wen... "Mr. Lang... I... I... will escort Miss Shishi to you well! Hehehehe..."
Song Wen looked at the honest smiling face of the country soldier and the wound on his shoulder that was injured by a bow and arrow... The arrow had been pulled out, but the wound that had been bandaged in a hurry was still bleeding.
"Brother Wen... this strong man has been using his body to block the slaves' arrows! He is the slave's savior..."
Song Wen felt something strange. He hadn't seen him for several years. Only the vague shadow of the Green Slave could be identified. He still looked submissive but hiding his stubbornness... But when he opened his mouth, he was talking about this little country soldier!
Song Wen jumped off his horse and patted the soldier on the shoulder... "When you get back, be my personal guard! Let your green slave sister-in-law pour you a glass of wine... Let's go quickly!"
"Hey! Hehehe, I'm waiting to drink the wedding wine of husband and sister-in-law...hehehe!"
The country soldier smiled happily, got on his horse and ran straight to the team.
The green slave then stepped forward and looked at the young leader with a well-proportioned figure and bright eyes in front of him with a confused expression... "Brother Wen... I can still see you in this life... God has eyes!"
Song Wen already knew that Master Li was rescued from Emperor Zhao Ji's Genyue Garden, and that Master Li had no resistance to her men at all... She didn't want to stay with the old man.
Although he knew that the green slave might have been acquired by that foolish king Zhao Ji, Song Wen had a soul from later generations after all... In that era when a woman who could give her husband a first child was regarded as a moral model, Song Wen felt a little unhappy.
It's comfortable, but it will never affect his feelings for the green slave!
Song Wen got on his horse and looked at the stunning woman looking at him on the ground with sparkling eyes and stretched out her hand... "Let's go, I will never let you be wronged again in this life..."
The green slave looked into Song Wen's eyes and suddenly smiled...as if the world was alive with him! Song Wen's subtle psychological changes did not escape the eyes of the naturally intelligent green slave. She was judging...to judge whether Song Wen would dislike it.
Will you lose your mind because of jealousy?
Song Wen is already the brother Wen who protects him in the woodshed, no matter what he becomes...
Li Shishi reached out and grabbed Song Wen's arm. Song Wen pulled her up with force, then held her in his arms and placed her in front of him!
A delicate fragrance filled his eyes, and the warm fragrance of nephrite was in his arms. Song Wen lowered his head and kissed Master Li gently on the ear, causing Master Li to shiver and lean into his arms.
Song Wen drove his horse forward, and a kind of rural soldier's subordinates urged the horse to follow closely behind.
In the distance, the flames were rising above the ruins where the people had fled long ago, and the Chenqiao Gate was still swaying with flames...
The fire in Bianliang City was still burning, and coupled with the chaos outside the city... groups of forbidden troops received the news and headed straight to the north of the city with torches. For a while, Bianliang seemed to be involved in a war!
Under the firelight, Song Wen hugged Li Shishi and galloped away, followed by more than a hundred knights.
Fire is soaring into the sky, and horses and swords are fighting for love. This Bianliang... I, Song Wen, will come back!