Zhou Yin held a shield in his left hand to protect his face, and waved a bloody sword in his right hand. He rushed up the hillside for the seventh time and met Zhao Tong head-on again. Zhao Tong held a spear in both hands and stabbed when he was distracted. Zhou Yin greeted him with a sword.
, the swords and spears intersected, and there was a loud clanging sound. Zhao Tong was condescending, and holding the spear with both hands, he took advantage of it, killing Zhou Yin until he was unsteady, retreated step by step, and saw that he was about to be defeated again.
Zhou Yin's eyes turned red. After fighting for more than half a month, he fought against Zhao Tong countless times. He was defeated every time. He was really angry. In terms of martial arts, Zhao Tong was not better than him. In terms of courage, he
Charge into battle every time, Zhao Tong
But he hid in the bunker on the mountain until the end and rushed out to intercept Zhao Tong. It was not that he couldn't defeat Zhao Tong, but by the time he reached the bunker, he had lost more than half of his men and his physical strength was severely exhausted. He was unable to fight against Zhao Tong, who was waiting for work.
If he was killed by Zhao Tong again this time, he didn't know if he would have a chance to rush up the mountain again next time.
Zhou Yin was so angry that he roared loudly and threw out the shield in his hand. The shield whirled and flew towards Zhao Tong. Zhao Tong was startled, but did not panic. He shook his arms hard and hit the shield with the spearhead.
, the shield rolled over and landed in an unknown valley.
But Zhou Yin seized this opportunity, held the knife in both hands, and stamped towards Zhao Tong's legs. Zhao Tong came to fight with a spear, and the spearhead was deeply inserted into the gap between the rocks, blocking Zhou Yin's attack.
The elastic spear handle rebounded, and the spear head pierced Zhou Yin's chest.
The scene that stunned Zhao Tong appeared again. Zhou Yin threw away the knife, stretched out his hands towards the spearhead, held it in his arms, and pulled it back with all his strength. Zhao Tong was caught off guard and was almost dragged down the mountain by Zhou Yin. He stepped forward
He took a step forward. He put one foot on the rock and tried his best to steady himself.
Zhou Yin held the spear handle tightly with both hands, kicked the mountain with both feet, glared at Zhao Tong fiercely, and laughed wildly: "Shoot me! Shoot him to death!"
When the guards behind him saw it, they immediately raised their crossbows and fired at Zhao Tong, who was pulled out of the bunker by Zhou Yin. Zhao Tong frowned, suddenly let go of his spear, bent down to cover a shield, blocked his vitals, and pulled out
He pulled out the long knife from his waist and slashed towards Zhou Yin.
Zhou Yinzheng and Zhao Tong fought for the spear with all their strength. Zhao Tong suddenly let go. He had no time to react and almost fell down. Before he could recover, Zhao Tong had already swung his sword to kill him. But he was still holding on upside down.
Holding the spear, he could not parry, so he had to roll and crawl to avoid Zhao Tong's attack. While dodging, he did not care about the spear. Zhao Tong picked up the spear with his feet, caught it in the air, and used his strength to
It was thrown towards him.
Zhou Yin was taken aback. He subconsciously stood up to avoid it. When he was in the air, he realized that he had no way to retreat. He waved his hands and rolled down the mountain road, knocking down the few remaining Buqu guards.
You have to stagger around.
"Bah!" Zhao Tong spat and returned to the bunker angrily.
Zhu Ji watched Zhou Yin rolling down the hillside from a distance and let out a long sigh. "Zhou Yin is crazy."
"We are all crazy." Pan Yan squinted his eyes, and there was no emotion on his dusty face, only indifference.
"General, you..."
"March for thousands of miles. The most important enemy is behind us. Aren't we crazy? What else could we be?" Pan Yan turned around and glanced at Zhu Ji: "You don't still think Wei Ba is here, do you?"
Zhu Ji blinked and smiled helplessly. Although Wei Ba's battle flag had been flying on the hillside for more than half a month of fighting, he had never seen Wei Ba himself show up. If his guess was right, then Wei Ba would
Ba is definitely not here, but lurking somewhere, waiting for the best opportunity to attack.
Thinking of Wei Ba's past achievements, Zhu Ji couldn't help but feel chilled in his heart. Such an adept opponent peeking in the dark was enough to make anyone tremble with fear.
"General, will he be at Jinping Mountain?" Zhu Ji asked with the last glimmer of hope.
"Even if he was here before, he should be gone now." Pan Yan glanced at the top of the mountain again and waved his hand: "Retreat. We can't wait any longer. If we wait any longer, our entire army will be annihilated."
"General, isn't it a pity to retreat now?" Zhu Ji said regretfully: "We have already attacked them. If we work harder, we may be able to seize the position and rescue your daughter."
"I also want to rescue my daughter, but neither my daughter nor Zhao Tong are our goals." Pan Yan strode towards the camp: "We don't have much military rations. If we continue to hold on, nothing will happen.
Once you encounter obstacles on the road, there is no room for maneuver. Let's go, if we can withdraw the entire army to Chenyang, it will be a victory."
Zhu Ji said no more, turned around and left.
Zhou Jun rushed to the foot of the mountain, took the bruised Zhou Yin from Buqu's hands, and complained: "Zhongying, do you want your life?"
Zhou Yin glanced at him feebly and said nothing, too lazy to say anything. When he learned that Sun Luban had returned to Wuchang, he felt that his head was no longer around his neck. If he could die in battle,
On the battlefield, it might not be a bad choice. Unfortunately, after more than half a month of fierce fighting, he failed to achieve his wish and managed to escape alive.
God is so blind, those who don’t want to die die, like my brother Zhou Xun; those who want to die but can’t, like me.
Zhou Yin sighed sadly, broke away from Zhou Jun's support, walked to Zhu Ji, and asked breathlessly: "General, are you still attacking?"
Zhu Ji smiled bitterly and said: "If we can't fight, we won't fight. The general will have to spend some time on the road."
"No fight?" Zhou Yin was stunned for a moment, and seemed to be unable to accept the result: "Then... Miss Pan won't be saved either?"
"Are you serious? Did you see that the general mentioned his daughter from the beginning to the end?" Although Zhu Ji was Zhou Yin's superior and a native of Jiangdong, he also criticized the Jianghuai clique, but when it came to fighting, he had no idea about it.
However, my peers who are smart and ruthless admire me very much, and they are much more easy-going to talk to.
Zhou Yin sighed and didn't say anything more. He spat a mouthful of bloody spit on the ground bitterly. He returned in vain, and all the people he lost here died in vain.
Pan Yan walked into the big tent, and as soon as the tent door was closed behind him, he couldn't help but shed tears. His daughter had been in the hands of the thieves for several months, and he didn't know if he was still alive. However, in order to save the lives of these soldiers, he had to retreat.
As a general, he knew that this was wise. Rushing to the Three Valleys to fight would be a disaster. The sooner he retreated, the greater his chances of survival. However, as a father, he felt powerless because he could not save his daughter from the fire.
Very sad.
On the hillside, Pan Ziyu, with red eyes, carefully bandaged Zhao Tong's wounds. The battle became more and more fierce, and Zhao Tong had been injured three times. Although none of them were fatal, they made him very tired.
After treating the wound, Pan Ziyu carefully fastened his armor and turned to leave.
"Go back." Zhao Tong lowered his head and smoothed the already flat nail leaves.
Pan Ziyu stopped but did not look back.
"Your father is at the bottom of the mountain. Go see him and give him a message." Zhao Tong lowered his head, as if talking to himself: "Tell him that he can't conquer Jiulong Mountain, and I will fight him to the end."
.”
"You can tell him yourself." Pan Ziyu hurried away, walking very quickly.
"Alas -" Zhao Tong smiled bitterly, but hesitated. He scratched his head, a look of confusion on his face.
…
By the Yuan River, Wei Ba and more than two hundred soldiers were walking quietly in the bamboo forest. The cold night wind blew the bamboo forest, rustling. Dozens of sacred dogs were comforted by the dog trainers, making no sound in the bamboo forest.
Walking through. Guan Feng, dressed in military uniform, followed closely behind Wei Ba. Jin Suo'er and Qing Suo'er followed one behind the other, watching everything around them vigilantly.
Not far away, two barbarians were talking loudly. They didn't know what they said, and they laughed loudly. If you listen carefully, you can hear that their laughter was a little dry and nervous.
They knew the existence of Wei Ba and others, and they stood here to cover for Wei Ba and others to break out of the encirclement. They spoke loudly, just to tell the patrolling Wu troops that this was the area they were responsible for, everything was fine, and there was no need to worry. However,
If Wu Jun comes closer, or if those magical dogs bark, everything will be revealed.
Wei Ba and others left quickly and disappeared into the dense forest. The husband walked at the end, waved to the two relieved barbarians, raised his hand, and threw something over. One of the barbarians caught it and looked at it.
At one glance, I was immediately overjoyed.
It's a piece of gold.
"Jingfu, why are you so embarrassed?"
"The gods will reward you." The prime minister smiled and glanced at the direction in which Wei Ba disappeared, and said calmly: "When we win the battle, the spoils will be many times greater. This little gold means nothing." He patted it.
The barbarian's shoulder: "Be careful, don't be discovered by Wu Gou."
"Don't worry, Jingfu, those Wu dogs are too proud and won't pay attention to us." Manzi put the gold into his waist and asked happily: "Jingfu, when are you going to make us rich? We also want to follow the divine general.
Yeah. Following these Wu dogs, looking at their stinky faces every day, I’m almost going to burst from the pressure.”
"Almost." The husband handed over his hand again, turned around and left in a hurry. The two barbarians looked at each other, smiled proudly, hummed a tune, and walked away leisurely. They turned around and returned to
We arrived at the camp and went straight to the tent of the tribe's jingfu. The jingfu was waiting for them. When he saw them, he asked: "How is it? Have you been discovered by Wu Gou?"
"Don't worry, Jingfu, there is no flaw at all." Manzi took out the gold and put it in front of Jingfu with both hands: "Jingfu, the prime minister, said that this is a reward from the god general, and there will be more after we win the battle."
Jingfu took the gold, weighed it in his hand, and said with satisfaction: "Well, no matter whether this god general is true or false, he is generous but nothing to say. He is much better than those Wu dogs with eyes on the top of their heads. Hehe, just
It’s my fault that I was confused for a moment and actually believed that bastard Huaigen’s nonsense. If he can be unkind, don’t blame me for being unjust. One day, I will cut off his head and give it to the gods as a meeting gift.”
ps: It’s the middle of the month, do you all have monthly passes? Lao Zhuang is ranked fifteenth in the category, and I’m about to be caught up again. I’m adding an update today, asking for motivation and support.