The night had fallen, staining all the flags black.

The Qingqiu family's camp stretches for miles between a river and a forest. Walking through many people and woods, it is especially easy to get lost.

Sure enough, Qingqiu walked through a dozen large tents and more than a hundred campfires in a daze, and found himself disoriented.

The shadow of the moon was dim, and the fireflies were swaying from tent to tent like wandering stars.

Qingqiu was sick and smelled the aroma of barbecued meat, the taste was rich and mellow, which made his empty stomach hungry. He heard someone singing a colored ditty in the distance, and a woman giggled and ran past him, wearing only a dark cloak, and a drunken man chased after her, tripped over a raised stone in a few steps. Farther away, two spearmen across the stream, practicing their blocking and thrusting skills in the fading sky, their bare chests dripping with big men.

No one looked at him, no one talked to him, no one noticed him. Around him, all the subordinates who had sworn allegiance to the Qingqiu family, a huge army of tens of thousands. However, Qingqiu was sick and felt lonely.

Fortunately, he finally heard Blackstone's low, deep laughter coming through the rumbling of the night, so he followed the laughter and found the small corner of the Black Wind Ridge Cottage to spend the night. "Ugly ghost, come here, eat meat with us, we have got a cow. Blackstone greeted him politely.

"I saw it, handsome offspring. Qingqiu replied sickly.

The huge blood-red carcass of the ox was erected on top of the roaring campfire, and a small tree ran through the carcass on two wooden shelves. Blood and oil dripping into the flames, and the two brothers of the Savage Valley swirled cows in the river.

Seeing that Qingqiu was sick and did not come, Heishi beckoned to him.

"Thanks, call me when the cow is roasted. "In the current situation, it should not be a problem to eat before the war. Qingqiu was sick and continued to walk, and his tent was nearby.

When he came to the tent, the guard that his father insisted on sending to him was lying in the tent. Seeing that Qingqiu was sick and came back, he didn't even lift his eyelids.

"This master, is your face very good?" Qingqiu had to speak when he was sick, "You are not from the Qingqiu family's military camp, where are you sacred?"

"I, I'm desperate. The man reluctantly opened his mouth to reply. "My name is Long Wu, in fact, you can call me whatever you like, anyway, after this battle, we will go our separate ways. ”

Qingqiu is sick and looks carefully at this guy named Long Wu. He was tall, his hair was scattered, and he had a terrible scar

Exhausted the originally handsome facial features. He was dressed in nondescript clothes, and his freshly collared helmet and armor were messily thrown aside.

"You said you were a traitor, but I wanted to ask, how do you sell your life?" Qingqiu was sick and found a corner to sit down and rest against a pillar.

"I'm a mercenary, boy. I took five gold python coins from your father to participate in this battle. Long Wu glanced at Qingqiu You's illness with disdain, and continued, "But my life is not worth five gold python coins, next time if the Buyang family pays the starting price, I will join them, it's as simple as that." ”

"So you don't care if you win or lose this war, maybe when the drums of war sound, I bet you'll sneak away. ”

"Hehe, I do have this intention. But since I have received the unowned gold python coins from your Qingqiu family, I will only do the work of five gold python coins, and I will help you kill five enemies, is it enough?"

"It seems that my father has a good eye and has made a profitable deal. ”

"Of course, I'm professional, ugly. Long Wu sat up as he spoke, his body taller than what Qingqiu had seen just now. "I took the money to kill people, but your father sent me to take care of your cripples. Look at you, it will only drag me back. ”

"Take care of me, if my father wanted someone to take care of me, he would never send you!" Qingqiu was ill and did not appreciate his father's "kindness" at all.

Think of dragging a stump leg, swaying duckling on the battlefield like a duckling, no, not fighting, waiting to be killed, and this so-called "guard" sent to completely look like he doesn't care whether he lives or dies.

Qingqiu was sick and suddenly felt that his life was slim.

"You say you're a mercenary?" Qingqiu had a flash of inspiration when he was sick.

"That's right. Collect money from people and eliminate disasters for others. Long Wu said nonchalantly.

"My father gave you five gold python coins?" asked Qingqiu.

"That's right, what's the matter, you want to regret it?" said Long Wu vigilantly.

"Oh my God, I'm really ashamed of my father, how can such a capable hero give such a point?"

"What?" said Long Wu smiled faintly. "If you give me five more, I'll kill five people for you. ”

"I'll give you five hundred. ”

"Five hundred, haha, just you?" Long Wu laughed for a while, looking up and down at Qingqiu's sick rags.

Qingqiu knew that he didn't believe it. He rummaged up and down his pockets, only found seventeen or eighteen, and threw them at Long Wu. "Big man, I only have so much on me, and I will give you the rest when I enter the City of Light. ”

Seeing that Qingqiu was sick, Long Wu really threw over a dozen gold coins, and then thought about the identity of this inconspicuous cripple on the other side, Long Wu nodded. "I can trust you, because people who lie to me tend to lose their height, just one head taller. Long Wu went to pick up the gold coins one by one, and suddenly he looked up and asked, "I'm afraid I can't afford five hundred gold coins." ”

"What's the matter, Qian Duozha's hands?" asked Qingqiu strangely.

"Lord Ugly, you must know that five hundred people will be cut down for a whole morning even if they stand motionless, and I will not be able to kill five hundred people for you on the battlefield. ”

"Don't worry, my gold coins aren't for you to kill. ”

"Don't kill people?" Apparently Ryugo had never met such an employer, "Could it be to save people?" he muttered.

"Congratulations, big man, you got it right. Qingqiu said that he was sick.

"Who are you saving?" asked the big man Ryugo.

"Hmph, you idiot, of course so much money is saving me. If I'm dead, you won't get the rest of the money. ”

This time it was Long Wu's turn to be puzzled, he looked at Qingqiu again, and asked incredulously, "What do you have to save, could it be that your father is blind and will send you as a pioneer?"

"Oh, you're as wise as a prophet. Qingqiu was sick and sincerely admired. "In my father's eyes, I'm so mighty that I'll probably be at the top of an army of tens of thousands. In other words, you think my dad's five gold coins are easy to earn. ”

"Hmph. Long Wu snorted nonchalantly, "Deal." ”

Qingqiu was sick and felt a little more stable in his heart, covered with a blanket, and slept in clothes.

In the middle of the night, Qingqiu got up and went behind the tent to pee.

Ryugo was sitting cross-legged under a chestnut tree, close to the bolted horse, sharpening his sword sleepily, this mercenary didn't seem to need sleep as much as anyone else.

"You should have a good rest, my life depends on you. Qingqiu said while urinating when he was sick.

Long Wuhuo got up, his movements were as swift and graceful as a civet cat, and his palm turned his sword. "Ugly ghost, I'll be there for you when there's a war. ”

Qingqiu nodded sickly, feeling that the air at night was very warm. "Make sure I survive this battle, and you can choose what reward you want. ”

Ryugo tossed the sword from his right hand to his left hand, and then tried to swing it. "Who would want to kill a useless person like you?"

"My dad is one. He sent me to play as a striker. ”

"That's what I'm going to do. You little man raises a big shield and teaches the archers to die with headaches. ”

"When you say that, my heart is greatly lifted. Qingqiu was sick and said, "I must be crazy." ”

The dragon five long sword into the sheath. "There is no doubt about it. ”

Qingqiu returned to the tent when he was sick and slept with a smile.

...... I was so awakened by the deafening sound of drums in the darkness.

Qingqiu sat up weakly, lifted the blanket, and the horn sounded through the night sky, wild and urgent, as if shouting: Hurry, hurry, hurry. He heard the shouts of the people, the clash of swords, the neighing of horses, but fortunately he did not hear the fight.

This is the assembly order of the Qingqiu family. Isn't the army of the Buyang family a day away from us?

Qingqiu was sick and groped out of the tent.

A pale mist floated from the night, like long white fingers on the river. Men and horses stumbled in the pre-dawn cold, and people were busy saddling their horses, loading their goods onto wagons, and extinguishing campfires.

The horn sounded again.

The knights jumped onto their exhaling horses, and the infantry buckled their swords as they ran.

Long Wu ran from the fog, already fully armed and on his horse.

"What's going on?" asked Qingqiu.

"The Buyang family marched at great speed," said Long Wu, "and he took advantage of the darkness to move south, less than a mile north of us, and the whole army was in battle form. ”

"Go and get the natives ready to fight. "Qingqiu is sick and retreats back into the tent to look for armor.

And the armor haphazardly placed in the tent is simply unseemly. Qingqiu was sick and originally had a set of excellent heavy armor, which was specially crafted to suit his disabled body, but it was a pity that it was now placed in Qingqiu City, thousands of miles away from him. He had no choice but to settle for a moment, and the head of the armory scraped together the baggage wagon: chain mail and hoods, knee pads for a samurai killed in battle, iron gloves, screaming steel boots. The mess is all out of place, and it doesn't fit well.

After putting it on, without a mirror, Qingqiu knew that he was like a funny clown when he was sick.

But now he couldn't care so much, so he got out of his tent and got on his horse clumsily and galloped away.

The morning sun rises from the horizon, and a reddish glow radiates from the east. The western sky was a deep purple with a few stars.

Qingqiu was sick, and I wondered if this was the last sunrise he had ever seen in his life...... I don't know if thinking about this kind of thing is a sign of cowardice. Did my brother Qingqiu think about death before the war?

In the distance, a military horn sounded, low and mournful, making the soul shudder. The natives climbed onto their scrawny mountain mounts, cursing and taunting each other, several of them clearly drunk.

When the sick leader of Qingqiu set out, the fog in the air was gradually evaporating by the rising sun, and the grass left over by the horses was covered with dew, as if a god passed by and scattered a whole bag of diamonds.

The brothers of the Black Wind Ridge Cottage followed closely behind Qingqiu's illness, and the people of each tribe followed the gradual leader.

In the morning light of dawn, the army of the Qingqiu Spiritual Power Lord was like a steel green lotus that slowly bloomed, flashing with this cyan light.

The Chinese army was commanded by the uncle. Qingqiu Yuli has already put up a flag on a high slope. The archers lined up in three columns, separating the east and west of the road, calmly adjusting the bowstrings, the arrows dangling at their waists. Pikemen in a phalanx formation stood among the archers, followed by rows of infantry armed with spears, axes, and swords. Five hundred heavily armored cavalry surrounded Qingqiu Yuli and the other vassal lords.

The right flank was all cavalry, at least 5,000 men, all of whom were heavily armoured. Eighty percent of the cavalry of the whole army gathered here, like a huge iron fist. The team was commanded by the great general An Yang. Qingqiu was sick to see his flag bearer unfurling his banner, and under his banner, there were at least four vassal lords of the Qingqiu family.

The spiritual power of my father, Qingqiu, sits on the other highest mound. All sides were in reserve, half cavalry and half infantry, up to 5,000 men. Qingqiu's spiritual power has always commanded the reserves, and they are on the high ground where they can have a panoramic view of the battle situation, and they can put the troops where they are most needed at any time according to the situation.

Even from a distance, my father is still brilliant. His large mantle was woven with countless strands of gold, so heavy that it was difficult to float even when charging, and once mounted, it almost completely covered the hind legs of his mount. The armor was a heavy steel plate armor with dark red enamel, and the knee pads and iron gloves were decorated with a responsible gold vortex. The handguard disc is a golden sunman, and each hook is gilded with gold. The red steel armor has been polished again and again, and it is as bright as fire in the light of the rising sun.

At this time, Qingqiu was sick and could hear the rumbling war drums of the enemy army. He remembered the last time he was in the halls of the North Underworld, he saw Bu Yangfei sitting on his father's high seat, the unsheathed sword in his hand shining. He remembered that all the children of the Buyang family in the North Underworld City had snow wolves, and he thought about what would happen if the wolf attacked from the shadows and roared at him, and that little ghost would take the wolf with him?

After a long march all night, the northerners must be exhausted at this moment. Qingqiu is sick and doesn't understand what the little ghost has in mind, does he want to attack the other party while he is asleep? Such an opportunity is almost impossible, aside from other aspects, Qingqiu Spiritual Power Lord is not a layman in war.

The forward army was assembled on the left. The first was Lord Ximen Lie, the lord of the Ximen family, who rode the biggest horse that Qingqiu had seen in his life.

Long Wu glanced at him and grinned, "When you fight, remember to follow the big man." ”

Qingqiu looked at him sternly. "Why is that?"

"They're the best arrows, and look at that guy, he's going to catch the eyes of all the archers in the battlefield. ”

Qingqiu smiled sickly, and turned his head to look at Ximen Lie from a new perspective. "I've got to admit, I never thought about that. ”

Ximenlie's equipment was not flashy in the slightest, and his armor was a heavy dark black steel plate, which had many scars from the slashes of the sword, without any coat of arms or decorations. His saber was a two-handed greatsword, but Lord Ximen Lie lifted it with one hand as easily as a normal person holding a dagger. At this moment, he was pointing his sword at his subordinates, and he ordered everyone to take their positions. "Whoever dares to run away, I will kill him with my own hands!" he roared.

Ximen Lie turned his head and glanced at Qingqiu who was sick. "Second son, your position is on the left, do you see that river,"

Qingqiu looked at the river when he was sick. This was the leftmost flank of the Left Army, and as long as it was held, the Wolf Warbands of the Buyan Clan could not be outflanked from the left - unless their horses could run on the water. Qingqiu was sick and led hundreds of natives towards the riverbank.

A layer of white mist covered the surface of the river like a blanket, and the undercurrent water rushed underneath, and the shallows were covered with mud and reeds.

Qingqiu became the supreme commander of the left wing because of his illness, and he had to pretend no matter what.

"Look!" he pointed at the river with his axe, and shouted at the natives. "We're in charge of defending this place, and no enemy can be allowed to get between the river and us under any circumstances. ”

Blackstone held an axe in each hand, and when he struck it hard, it made a loud noise. "Long live the ugly ghost!" he roared.

Black Wind Ridge and Savage Valley and the other minor leaders immediately followed, and they slammed into the various weapons and shouted, "Long live the ugly ghost!

Qingqiu is sick and rides around in a circle, inspecting the battlefield. The surrounding land is rugged and the shore is soft and muddy, with a gentle uphill slope leading to King's Road, and further east is rocky, broken terrain.

The hills are dotted with trees, but most of them have been cut down to make way for farmland.

He listened to the war drums, his heart beating with the beat of the drum in his chest, and under the protection of the layers of armor and leather clothing, cold sweat flowed from his forehead.

Qingqiu was sick and soon found out.

The left flank, where he was located, was made up entirely of miscellaneous armies in the army. Archers in leather armor, a large number of undisciplined freeriders and wandering samurai, farmer with scythes and rusty swords left over from his grandparents, a few new recruits who are fighting for the first time, and, Aogaoka is sick and his group of native troops.

Compared to the well-trained hoplites on the right flank, the left flank was as funny as a child's play.

"Ugly ghost, I'm afraid I won't be blessed with your five hundred gold python coins, this is simply sending you to death. Long Wu whispered beside him, saying what Qingqiu didn't say because he was sick, and he couldn't help but nod in agreement.

Not only did the left flank have no spearmen, there were very few archers, and the cavalry was a rare species, all of them were poorly equipped and unprotected, and they were still led by a brutal and rough man who acted without brains and relied on his will...... It's so ridiculous that the army has always been expected by my father to hold the left flank?

Qingqiu was sick and didn't have time to think carefully, and the drums were getting closer and closer, and they were getting more and more urgent.

Knock knock, the sound penetrated under his skin, causing his hands to twitch.

Ryugo drew his sword, and in an instant, the enemy appeared in front of him, sprang up from the top of the hill, hiding behind a barrier of shields and spears, and marched in unison.

Qingqiu is sick and looks around, wanting to see how many of them there are.

The leaders of the enemy army, riding armored horses, led the soldiers forward. The gray-white wailing snow wolf battle flag raised by the flag bearer was gathered by more than a dozen people in the north.

He was surprised to find that it was still the Xiahou family's troops, and a few days ago, his father swore that Lord Xiahou Lei would not send troops.

The white wolf banner was visible everywhere, fluttering in the wind and flying over the long pole. The red-eyed snow wolf's head seemed to roar in all directions,

Qingqiu was sick and searched for a long time, but he didn't see the other party's coach, and he couldn't help but be secretly surprised.

The sound of military trumpets is resounding across the land.