Eighteen years ago, Song Yang was hugged by Imperial Physician You and escaped from Dayan in a carriage;
Nowadays, the carriage is still speeding, but this is the first time in many years that I have set foot on Yan soil, but it is to track down the half-body of Imperial Doctor You.
Perhaps it was because of the bloodshot eyes that dyed Song Yang's gaze a bloody color. Even Ai Guo, who had always been fearless, did not dare to talk to him now. Shi Xiaoxiao, on the other hand, didn't care about Song Yang at all.
He looked at him with murderous intent and asked: "What happens after we get to the camp? What should we do?"
The source of the poison at Zheqiao Pass was sent back to the camp first. Even the most demented person could understand that the people escorting the source of the poison could not only be the officers and soldiers of Seoul Mountain, but also the secret envoys accompanying them. The three of them were disfigured, so they could hide it.
How can ordinary soldiers deceive the secret envoys who are accompanying them? Their whereabouts will be exposed when they get to the place.
Different from the wolf-like gaze, Song Yang's voice was calm: "It's either that I don't have a chance, or I have to gamble on luck."
"Betting on luck? Are you hoping that there will be no garrison in the mountain capture camp?" Shi Xiaoxiao smiled. There was a scar on his face across the corner of his mouth. His face seemed to be broken when he smiled: "You are well-trained against me.
How many of the soldiers formed to face the enemy can you deal with with all your strength? Eighty, or a hundred? Plus me...you wouldn't think that there are only two or three hundred soldiers in the garrison, right?"
Song Yang ignored his analysis and just shook his head: "I'm not betting on this, and I don't expect them to have fewer people. On the contrary, the more people stationed, the better." After saying that, he gave Heikou Yao a few instructions.
The words he said were all related to controlling the puppet's actions. The latter nodded and wrote them down one by one. After that, Song Yang leaned back against the inner wall of the carriage, closed his eyes and calmed down, and stopped talking.
Shi Xiaoxiao stopped pestering and turned to look at Ai Guo: "If you are going to die later, what do you think about most?"
Ayiguo bared his teeth and looked like a cannibal: "Bald turtle, I can't die. The day I was born, the eldest lady in the clan said to me: live a long life, have three wives and four concubines!"
"Long life, three wives and four concubines?" Shi Xiaoxiao laughed and shook his head: "Only the last four words, do you believe the first four words?" Then he stopped talking and took the red piccolo in his hand to play with.
, if you look carefully, there is a small seal character engraved on the first end of the flute: Tang.
Ayiguo was also very busy, constantly blowing the silent whistle and training his puppet. Under her command, the puppet waved and kicked its legs, as if fighting an invisible enemy...
The four-horse horse-drawn carriage was running as fast as the cavalry. When the Yan State checkpoint saw the troops seizing the Mountain Camp, they immediately let them go. The journey was smooth and the carriage arrived at the Seizing Mountain Camp in less than two hours.
Although it is called "Yingpan", it looks like a small town from the outside. It is built with high walls and four gates. However, the city has barracks and playgrounds instead of houses and shops. The carriage comes to the gate of the camp and leads the team.
When I issued the order, I wanted to shout, "The envoy returns to the camp and is released quickly." However, after seeing the officer in charge of guarding the camp gate, he did not dare to shout out anyway... The gatekeeper was not the gate officer, but the gate officer.
He is the chief officer of Hongqian Heavy Cavalry and the highest general who stays in the camp. During wartime, the camp commander puts aside his official title and has another title: Ying Shou Zheng.
The soldiers behind him looked respectful, but their swords were half-sheathed, their crossbows were on the strings, and they had hidden murderous intentions. There was also an imperial emissary hidden in the team, staring at the carriage with squinted eyes.
Through the window lattice of the carport, the people inside the car could clearly see what was going on outside. Song Yang nodded to Ayguo.
"According to the rules, when the army and horses return to the camp and pass through the gate, the civil servants leave the chariot and the generals dismount, and so do all the officials below our emperor." What the camp guard said was indeed true. It was mainly to prevent spies hidden in the carriages or the generals to rebel and counterattack. However, this army
This example is only used in real wartime. If the bird's message had not been sent back from Zheqiao Pass to remind the camp to pay attention to the imperial envoy and his three followers, the camp guard would not have used this article in a serious manner.
The camp guard dismounted first and said in a respectful tone: "It is difficult to disobey military orders. I hope you will understand."
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a muffled sound, and the Imperial Envoy kicked open the car door and jumped to the ground, walking towards the camp guard. The latter wanted to bow and salute, but unexpectedly, the Imperial Envoy didn't even look at him, and just walked straight away.
Without the slightest hesitation, he bumped into him directly. Coupled with the lord's iron-faced expression and cold eyes like a dead man, anyone could see that the envoy was filled with anger.
The camp guard didn't dare to exert any force, but he staggered when the opponent hit him and stepped aside.
But the imperial envoy kept walking and strode into the group of soldiers. The soldiers stepped out of the way. The imperial envoy walked until he was in front of the true relative, making eye contact with him without saying a word.
It was true that the imperial emissary was so frightened that he glared at him. He took half a step back and whispered: "You..." Unexpectedly, as soon as he opened his mouth, the imperial emissary suddenly snatched a sword from the hands of the soldiers beside him and used his strength.
Swing it down and chop it down.
The imperial envoy himself was very skilled in martial arts. Although he had turned into a puppet, his strength was still there. He grabbed the sword and chopped it off extremely quickly. The incident happened without any warning. His followers did not even have time to scream, and the body fell to the ground with blood spurting out.
Everyone was shocked. The imperial emissary let the blood spurt all over his head and face, threw away his sword, turned around and walked back to the carriage. The three "personal followers" in the carriage seemed to have just reacted now and jumped in a hurry.
After getting out of the car, he bowed his head and knelt down, as if he had committed some serious crime and wanted to ask the emissary for forgiveness.
The imperial envoy in front of the carriage stopped and kicked Song Yang in the face. Then without even looking, he walked back to the carriage. None of the three followers dared to say anything. They got up and returned to the carriage...
The camp guard and the adjutant looked at each other, but there was a sense of relief in their eyes. The entourage in the car was kicked over by the emissary, so naturally it was not a hostage. As for the emissary hacking another entourage to death... it is not difficult to guess.
Something bad happened among them, most likely because their subordinates were unfavorable and failed in some important errand, which made the imperial envoy furious and killed.
In any case, the imperial envoy killed his own people. As long as he was not kidnapped, no matter what happened, it had nothing to do with Duoshan camp.
An order came from the carriage: "Go back to your residence!" The camp guard was waving his way, and the carriage started to drive again, heading straight to the barracks of the imperial envoy and his entourage. The camp guard was observing the etiquette of his duties and led a group of officers and soldiers to escort him.
Ayiguo was sitting in the car, as if he was happy: "How is my puppetry, how is it?!" After saying that, he looked at Song Yang's wounds, which were cracked and soaked in blood because of the kick he received.
He smiled softly and said, "Don't you blame me... I really can't bear to let him kick the monk's beautiful face."
Song Yang didn't care and wiped the blood on his face: "There will be a good fight later, just follow me." As he said that, he pulled out the red sleeves of the short sword...
Shi Xiaoxiao smiled: "Are we going to fight?" He reached out and took off the businessman's coat, revealing the white monk's robe.
After a short while, the carriage stopped, and the soldier driving the carriage said: "We have arrived, sir..." Before he could finish his words, the carriage shed suddenly exploded with a bang, and a red sword light rolled up, wrapped in a
The figure jumped out, and Song Yang attacked, like a blazing beast, rushing towards the emissary's residence.
The few soldiers standing in front of him had no chance to react. Their lives were cut off by a touch of red sleeves. Aiguo followed closely with a puppet. Finally, a white robe was cut off, and Shi Xiaoxiao waved his sleeves.
The Zhonggang wind is sweeping across, making it difficult for ordinary people to get close...
Something unexpected happened, and everything happened in a blink of an eye. By the time the camp guard understood what was happening, Song Yang had already rushed into the barracks with Ai Guo, and at the same time yelled: "Broken Queen!"
Shi Xiaoxiao knew that these two words were meant for him, so he turned around and held the door, his white monk's robes fluttering in the wind, looking at Ying Shouzheng from a distance, and said seriously: "Wait, stop."
At this moment, the rain hasn’t stopped yet!
The next moment, Ayiguo, who had already entered the door, turned back to the door, put the dagger in his hand against the imperial envoy's throat, and said to Yan Jun with a smile: "If that one comes up, I'll kill him!"
Shi Xiaoxiao suddenly smiled bitterly, shook his head and said: "It's useless, go in quickly."
Sure enough, Ying Shou was not moved at all and shouted angrily: "Kill!"
As soon as the military order came out, the surrounding sergeants drew their swords and rushed... It was still a war example in the Yan Kingdom. The commander was held hostage, and if his subordinates were swayed by him, they would be guilty of treason. A single imperial envoy could not shake the Yan army at all, Ayiguo exclaimed.
He shouted: "Brother, I'm relying on you!" He picked up the puppet and turned around and ran back into the house.
Shi Xiaoxiao laughed loudly, turned his sleeves into the wind, and struck with all his strength! His martial arts was also unique. His big sleeves flew up and down, and the movement of the sword was blocked. And no matter how he changed his moves, in the final analysis he could only be on the defensive. The monk's martial arts could only be preserved.
If you don't get beaten yourself, you won't take the initiative to hit others.
Fortunately, the barracks is not a tent, but a small building with only a main entrance. The space at the entrance is small. Shi Xiaoxiao's cultivation level is slightly lower than that of Song Yang, but he has been promoted to a top-grade warrior. At this moment, he takes advantage of the favorable location and relies only on the few people present.
It is difficult for the ten soldiers to break through the pass.
"Adjust the bow and crossbow team; select strong soldiers to remove their armor and make light of their bodies, climb through the windows and enter the camp; send the heavy cavalry to line up, and if it still doesn't work, we will crush the camp." The camp guard's face was ashen and he kept giving orders.
The time left for Song Yang was extremely short. He rushed into the building without any delay. He raised his sense of smell and inhaled hard. Immediately, his face bloomed with joy. The special smell of medicine was similar to the 'poison source' in the Red City. His relatives were there.
Here! In just one breath, the wooden door was shattered by the light of the sword. In the big house in front of him, five monks were holding a package, preparing to break the window and escape.
Before their arrival, these demon monks were personally ordered to guard the source of the poison. They were not allowed to leave the small building easily, and only one of them was sent to identify the person.
There was only one real follower in front of the camp gate, but there were five more in the residence. With the help of puppets, it was barely possible to kill one of them, and it was impossible to kill all five. So when he got here, Song Yang no longer relied on the imperial envoy to fool him, but directly turned against him and took action.
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He came as fast as thunder, and the demon monk had no time to escape... So far, Song Yang had good luck, but the big luck he really wanted to bet on had just begun.
The Bugle Company moved to seize the mountain, and the officers and soldiers of the brigade swarmed in. Everyone could see that Shi Xiaoxiao was unable to resist the enemy, but the smile on his face never changed. The figure standing at the door,
Although he was shaking constantly, he never took a step back.
At this moment, the red sword light reappeared. Song Yang Benlie pounced out, temporarily forcing the enemy's siege, and shouted: "Escape!" After saying that, he turned around and ran back to the building, pulling Ayi up.
Guo, not caring about that stupid puppet, used his body skills to break out of the window at the other end of the small building and ran away.
The camp guard sneered: "Can you escape?" As he waved his hand, the hoofbeats of the Hongqiang heavy cavalry roared as they came up.
Shi Xiaoxiao followed Song Yang closely. At the critical moment of life and death, he actually laughed out loud: "I know what kind of luck you are betting on." As he said this, he pointed at the place where Song Yang was tied.
Behind the scenes, half of the corpse had been removed from the suppressive drugs...