Dots of red light scattered across the sky lit up the clouds in the sky.
The sky is no longer dark, it has long been replaced by the scene of "fiery clouds".
None of the hundreds of people in the sky and earth clapped their hands and applauded the magnificent scenery under the sunset. Instead, they looked solemn and prepared.
Longyuan Gorge, looking north from the "Dragon Horn", can be regarded as a smooth road. The scattered vegetation obviously cannot provide any cover. Going three miles to the west or four miles to the east, it is winding and undulating.
mountains.
Therefore, strictly speaking, the road along which Jiang Yichen and his party evacuated was also the road through which more than a hundred people from Yiyun Villa came to meet them. It was actually a relatively wide "canyon".
If it weren't for the Jianghu sects that rarely stocked up a large number of arrows, otherwise the Yinsha Sect, which appeared in a flanking posture, would not have to fight with those hundreds of people in close combat, and could just shoot the opponent with an arrow from half a mile away.
hedgehog.
There are few arrows, so it is impossible to directly crush the opponent with the rain of arrows, but the fire arrows can still have a good effect.
For people in the martial arts world, no matter how small the quantity of arrows or fire arrows is, the threat they can pose to them is really limited, but Yin Sha Sect does not expect to injure the enemy with fire arrows.
Sure enough, with everyone taking care of each other, hundreds of fire arrows did not cause any damage to anyone.
However, as the fire arrows fell to the ground and the fire gradually started, the formation of more than a hundred people was cut into pieces by the unstoppable fire in the blink of an eye.
At the same time, the disciples of the Yinsha Sect, who had already arrived at the formation, waved their weapons and charged towards them with great momentum.
Seeing the fierce enemies rushing from behind and behind, Long Yanling felt as if he was on the battlefield for a moment.
He has never been on the battlefield, but he has personally witnessed the battle between our two armies, and he has also witnessed the devastation and rivers of blood after the war. At that time, his family was destroyed, and he was hungry and cold, forcing him to drink from the ashes left behind on the battlefield.
Blood, eating human flesh.
He survived, and from then on, he made up his mind that the tragedy of shattering mountains and rivers would never happen again in the future.
Having been involved in the martial arts world for nearly twenty years, he rarely moves around the martial arts world. In addition to studying martial arts, he also teaches himself the art of war.
Because the old man told him that the disaster of the war that lasted for three years has not been eliminated, and one day the disaster will come again. He is not strong enough, so he has to prepare early and day by day.
Later, the world really seemed to be in chaos, and he was very glad that he had not wasted even a day of his efforts over the years.
Now that he has received his old man's approval and responded to Murong Chengfeng's request to lead the crowd to help, can he feel the atmosphere of this blood-stained battlefield in advance?
If he were on the battlefield, if he really had the day to lead troops into battle, he would never risk the lives of hundreds of people for the life of one person, even if that person was a general. This is the truth.
But he is from the Jianghu. Being in the Jianghu, he is more important than the word "friendship". The weight of these two words cannot be replaced by thousands of lives. Not to mention the extraordinary importance of Murong Jing to the Daoyi Alliance.
, even if Murong Chengfeng, who had retired from the world for many years, was captured, out of love, he would risk everything and lead others to rescue him.
This is Jianghu.
Therefore, knowing that the terrain here was unfavorable and that he was likely to be surrounded, he had no choice but to head towards Tiger Mountain, knowing that there were tigers in the mountains!
Long Yanling dismissed his distracting thoughts and didn't say much. He just shouted loudly, raised his gun and faced the enemy in front, and used his strength to defeat the two Yinsha Sect Hall Masters.
The battles in the rivers and lakes indeed lacked the tactics and formations on the battlefield. Except for the fire arrows at the beginning, Yinshamen directly fought with the Daoyi Alliance in a pincer attack from the front and back.
"Brother Xiaoye, you will take care of Master Murong."
During the fight, someone only heard a voice from the side. Before Jiang Yichen could respond, the one-armed figure had already rushed out with a knife.
The Lengyue Sword in that man's hand shone brightly, and in the blink of an eye it pierced into the enemy's formation like an arrow, suddenly breaking out of a gap.
Wherever Xie Yongchang passed, there were either broken arms or legs, or dead heads.
The blade of the Lengyue Sword was directed in every direction, and blood was spread everywhere.
However, the members of the Yinsha Sect are not vegetarians. After withstanding Xie Yongchang's three vicious axes, they regained their strength. Two fists are still difficult to beat with four hands, not to mention that Xie Yongchang only has one arm left to fight, and he has already
I haven't had a good rest for two days and one night.
As the Yinshamen gang huddled together, Xie Yongchang's offensive gradually weakened and could not be sustained, and the opponent's counterattack was waiting for an opportunity.
Seeing that Xie Yongchang was about to be swallowed up by the crowd, a ball of fire was thrown towards the crowd.
Just like a boulder entering water and causing waves, the figure in the fire circled around where Xie Yongchang was standing, spinning his sword horizontally, either hacking to death or injuring the people who had just surrounded Xie Yongchang, or forcing them back with fireworks.
Make it difficult to get closer.
With the help of Aban, Xie Yongchang was finally able to breathe, and thought to himself: "You are indeed old. If you were ten years younger, when would you be forced to be so miserable?"
While responding to the enemy, Abban said to Xie Yongchang: "Brother, after all, I lost an arm, so I'm still a little uncomfortable with it."
"The only one who knows me is my old brother. I have found you as my best friend in my life. Xie will have no regrets in this life!" Those who use swords are crazy, and those who use swords are very strong. Xie Yongchang is a strong person, and so is Aban. Xie
Yongchang naturally knew that what Aban said was to find a step for him, and he was grateful in his heart. Even if he lost an arm, as long as he could still move, he would never want to hide behind others and watch others struggle, tunnel,
"Old brother, how much 'playing with dragons and water' do you have left in your wine bag?"
Xie Yongchang is a good drinker, but he is definitely not a drunkard who will go around asking for drinks during fights. But wine is not only intoxicating, it can also relieve pain, and it can also make people excited. Abban knew Xie Yongchang's intention of asking for drinks, and he suddenly understood
He smiled and said: "Brother, if you are greedy, I can give you three sips, not more than one sip."
Xie Yongchang said: "Hey! You are really a drunkard, you have to argue with me for even a little bit of wine!"
Abban said: "After all, there isn't much wine left. If I drink one-third to you, it's a lot. I have to rely on the rest to make my best use of it!"
While talking, Abban had already taken off the wine bag from his waist and threw it to Xie Yongchang.
Xie Yongchang was not greedy. After swallowing three mouthfuls of wine, he threw the wine bag back to Abban.
A few moments after the drink passed down his throat, the intensity of the dragon's play in the water suddenly dissipated. Xie Yongchang immediately lost all fatigue and was full of energy. He said: "Old brother, how many years have we known each other?"
At this time, Abban had also drank all the wine in his bag, smacked his lips and tongue, as if he still wanted to return the favor, and replied: "No more, no more, sixteen years."
Xie Yongchang said: "Sixteen years are indeed not many. I would have to make friends like brothers for decades or hundreds of years to be happy!"
Abban said: "Heroes see the same thing. Brother, we still have a future, and the future is long. The little turtle grandson of Yinshamen will not be able to trap us in the future."
Xie Yongchang said: "Well said! Since ancient times, literati and poets have liked to recite poems and write poems while drinking. Now that the wine is gone and the excitement is not over, let's recite poems while killing all the turtles and grandsons of Yinshamen!"
The two of them talked freely to themselves, and the swords in their hands never stopped. The Lihuo Blade and the Lengyue Saber were combined. Even though there were twenty or thirty people in the Yinsha Sect besieging them, they were helpless.
It became a stalemate.
As the sword rose and fell, Xie Yongchang expressed his heroic spirit and said with a smile: "Brother, let me say something first, 'The cold moon shines all over the nine states, singing and dancing wildly to the sky!'"
Abban commented: "Traveling all over the Nine Provinces, dancing in the sky, my brother is indeed worthy of the title of Crazy Sword. I then added an even crazier sentence, 'I am laughing at Western Chu for being the overlord, and he is hesitating and dare not cross Jiangdong!'"
"Brother actually compared me to the King of Chu from a thousand years ago. I'm really looking up to my brother."
"Hey, old man, there is no reason for a madman to be self-effacing. Only with a mad heart can one be mad at the sword. No one can match the mad sword at its direction. So what's the point of trying to be the king of the world!?"
"Okay, okay, okay!"
After finishing the poem, after three words of "good", more than twenty members of the Yinsha Sect were all lying in a pool of blood.
Abban and Xie Yongchang looked at each other, chose the direction with more people, and continued to move forward with their swords.
"Old brother, you come first this time."
"Walking along the rivers and lakes, drinking wine and singing songs."
"As long as you are happy with your grudges, you will be free in this life!"
"What a 'Ren Xiaoyao', then let me, my brother, accompany me to live a happy life!"