Amidst the low and hoarse breathing, a man wrapped in wisteria and withered grass slowly poked his head out and looked forward. While climbing the cliff, sharp rocks scratched blood marks on his arms and chest, and then he
As his muscles tensed and exerted force, a wound at the junction of his neck and shoulder also became varicose, and blood was squeezed out from time to time.
But he didn't care and just kept climbing to the top of the slope. Then he hugged the protruding rocks on the edge of the cliff with his hands and looked down with all his concentration.
This is Wu Xian's third day wandering in the mountains. These three days have been really tough.
When the accident happened in the village, Wu Xian escaped from the scene in a sudden burst of smoke and fire, but then he calmed down and began to think about what he should do next.
He encountered many unlucky things in his life. As a Taoist priest, his Taoist temple would be burned down. If he joined the army, he would encounter the Mongolian invasion.
After coming down, his nerves were tempered to be very tough, and he would not be depressed for a long time.
He initially planned to go south and report the movements of the Mongolian army to the Zhou generals guarding the passes. However, without horses, he could not walk fast even on mountain roads, and was easily overtaken by the Mongolian army who had invaded the mountainous area. He also planned to go west, directly
Rushing towards Datong Prefecture, the Mongolian army successively attacked the village and after recruiting and surrendering several guides, they searched everywhere along the mountain valleys and blocked traffic.
Wu Xian fled all the way, inquired all the way, and gathered his friends all the way. At most, he gathered sixty or seventy people. Then they all fell into the hunt of the Mongolian Qingqi, and almost lost their lives several times.
He ran for two days without closing his eyes or taking a few sips of water. However, Wu Xian was unable to escape and was instead entangled by a group of old gangsters who had also been robbers in the past.
When the Mongols attacked this time, they killed everyone they saw, leaving no survivors at all. However, these people were able to save their lives, which shows that they had a deep collusion with the Mongols.
This kind of person especially likes to ask for credit on the head of his old friend. After discovering the traces of Wu Xian, he pursued him for two days in a row, driving him crazy.
Why is this? I am now a lonely man, a lonely ghost, and I am no longer the ruthless character who led thousands of troops back then! Back then, everyone drank and ate meat in the village and shared the gold and silver, and you were not missing!
After cursing and running away for two days, Wu Xian understood.
Doing this was not only a requirement of the traitors to be rewarded for their meritorious service, but also a strict order from the leader of the Mongolian army.
The Mongolian army's light cavalry breaking into the border defense line this time is nothing. No matter how tight the border defense is in this world, it cannot be flawless. The Mongols can penetrate the front line if they break through it. But when the two sides' forces penetrate each other, there are still many problems
After bandits and grass bandits became local snakes in the mountainous area, it was rare for the Mongols to easily destroy many strongholds.
The Mongols rushed here in order to block the retreat of the many garrison troops stationed in the grasslands and block the channels for the defenders at the rear passes to send troops to respond. This task was not easy.
When they first went south, they penetrated through this mountainous area and caught the Jin army by surprise at Feihukou, Zijingguan and other places. If they tried to do the same operation a second time, they would have underestimated the brains of General Zhou's army. Not to mention Zhou's army.
The Jin Army is not a useless army. Not only can they fight, but their combat readiness level is very high and they can mobilize very quickly.
The Mongols must have used some special method to wipe out so many villages before the Zhou army could react. Moreover, this method is still secret and cannot be easily leaked. Except for a small number of guides who have taken refuge in the past, everyone who has seen this method has
Gotta die.
However, Wuxian is a stubborn person. When he gets angry, he wants to see what kind of method it is.
So he no longer walked to the outskirts of the mountainous area. Instead, he plunged back into the mountains and headed towards his home village, which he expected to be in a particularly remote location and should be the last to be targeted by the Mongols.
There was another advantage to doing this. That was that when he suddenly changed direction, the pursuers behind him were confused for a moment and were immediately thrown away. Only a few dogs with particularly sharp noses kept chasing him.
For example, at this moment, two people passed by under the cliff.
The two people were very alert. The first person held the reins and slowly walked through the winding mountain road. He kept turning his head back and forth, and all he saw was the haystacks on the roadside. He also stopped and used the scabbard in his hand.
He poked him with a long knife. The person behind him followed on foot, with a short knife hanging on his waist.
Fortunately, the two of them were too focused on the situation in front of them and on the roadside and did not raise their heads.
Wu Xian clung to the sloping stone wall and remained motionless. Until the man passed directly below him, he let go of his hands and his whole body suddenly fell.
The force of a human body weighing hundreds of kilograms falling is not small, and Wu Xian calculated it mentally and unintentionally. When he fell, he tightened his whole body and put all the weight on the small ax in his hand. After a dull thud, the palm-sized ax struck
It entered the back of the knight's head, then continued to break downwards, cutting off half of his head and his entire face.
The momentum was not exhausted even now, and the falling ax struck into the back of the horse that had no time to escape, and was deeply buried. The horse was in pain, and rushed forward with the corpse still sitting on the horse, with half of its head spurting blood.
, after hitting the rocks on the side, it rolled down into the deep valley on the other side, making a terrible wail.
Wu Xian rolled on the ground and tried to stand up with one hand on the ground. He felt pain from his palm to his arm as if it was broken.
The follower on foot did not react. He stared blankly at Wu Xian gritting his teeth and getting up, before turning back to draw his sword.
Wu Xian rushed forward and knocked the servant down.
He used his uninjured hand to hook Xin Cong's arm to prevent him from drawing the sword, but his other hand still couldn't use the strength. Xin Cong was a little awake now and struggled to push Wu Xian away.
Wu Xian opened his mouth without hesitation. He bit his opponent's throat, then shook his head wildly and tore it apart.
The mouth full of white teeth tore open the skin of the throat, blood spurted out, and the fishy smell hit his nose. The man screamed twice, stretched out his hands to scratch, and inserted his fingers into the wound on Wu Xian's shoulder. Wu Xian twitched in pain.
But the upper and lower rows of teeth are not loosened at all.
Not long after, the Cong Cong's movements slowed down. The wound opened by Wu Xian made a hissing sound, and large groups of blood bubbles began to spurt out.
Wu Xian vomited twice, let go of his mouth, and raised his head. He looked at the dying face in front of him, took out the short knife that the two were fighting over, and stabbed it into the wound in his throat.
When the knife pierced the neck, the slave's feet kicked hard several times before he died.
Wu Xian snorted and sneered a few times, stood up unsteadily, and walked back to the cliff.
He was so familiar with the terrain of this mountainous area that after just a few dozen steps, the direction of his vision would suddenly change, just enough for him to see a mountain village while ensuring his own safety.
If luck is not bad, the Mongolian army should also arrive. Brothers in the village, please die, let me see what the Mongolian methods of continuously breaking the village are...
What fell in Wu Xian's eyes was a fiercely rising flame, and what poured into his eardrums was a huge explosion and roar.
"Iron artillery?" Wu Xian was startled: "Why do the Mongols have iron artillery?"
