The large camp of nearly 20,000 people was built continuously on the pipeline leading to Xiangling, and the closest front line to Xiangling was only about five miles away, and the location of the rear camp was almost ten miles away from Xiangling. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Fei Qian and Huang Cheng led the cavalry, and opened some distance from Zhang Lie's team, slowly following behind. Wait for the signal ahead.

The mountain road along Luliang Mountain is not flat, but as an official road, there is still a width of three carriages running side by side.

The river flows through the mountain stream on one side, sometimes slowly, sometimes rapidly, and bursts of mist, and the surrounding air and mountain peaks seem to have some moist breath.

This river is called Fenshui.

In later generations, it was also quite famous Fenjiu, but was it made with the water here?

There is no specific related thing in Fei Qian's memory, and some matters and habits about the future life have slowly faded and shrunk, giving more space to some current needs.

For example, horseback riding.

With the help of the saddle and stirrups, Fei Qian can now be more comfortable even on horseback, at least not like when he first came into contact with horses, he walked around cautiously, even if the horse was docile and did not run, Fei Qian's own hands and backs were all sweaty.

Now Fei Qian can even twist left and right on the horse's back to look at the front and back, he can also loosen the horse's reins and scratch the back that is a little itchy that is bound by the armor, and he can even shake a few spears while talking.

Although the spear flowers that were shaken out were not as powerful as the spear flowers that Huang Cheng, who played with a big knife, who came to make a cameo.

Sometimes the human body is so strange, Fei Qian can't remember how he learned to ride a bicycle when he was a child, and then he can ride like this, and this gun flower seems to be the same as the pedals on that bicycle, after a certain moment, it seems to have become a very smooth skill.

Fei Qian was also accustomed to the flow of blood, the burning smoke, and the cruel war.

It's like now.

Fei Qian grabbed the horse and stopped, and the horse snorted in dissatisfaction, as if to ask why it didn't go forward. Fei Qian bowed down slightly, patted the horse's neck and soothed it, then straightened up and looked at the scattered people about a hundred steps in front of him.

Those who are at the back are all old and weak.

are all old and weak people who can't even look down on the Bai Bo Army, and they are very disgusted.

Abandoned far away from the camp, it seems that he doesn't even have the qualifications to get closer, and can only be a group of old and weak people who are left to fend for themselves.

An old farmer got up from the ground tremblingly, and then opened his mouth wide in confusion, his toothless lips were shriveled and inverted, as tattered as the clothes on his body, his eyes were cloudy and dull, and he looked at Fei Qian and his party stupidly.

One, two, three......

Slowly, gradually, the old and weak people who had been abandoned on this mountain road got up from the ground,

Fei Qian was speechless for a moment.

These old and weak people also stood silently.

Above the official road, there was only the sound of the bubbling water on one side and the sound of horses shaking their heads and tapping.

Fei Qian kicked off the horse, and Huang Cheng also got off the horse when he saw it, and followed Fei Qian's side.

Fei Qian took two steps forward, stood still, looked around, and then let out a long sigh, clasped his hands together, made a long bow, and said loudly: "We are late for rescue, and I hope that you will forgive your sins!" ”

A group of old and weak people standing nearby hurriedly knelt down and saluted, and an old man raised his head and asked tremblingly, "Dare to ask...... Has Yongan been regained? ”

Fei Qian took a few steps forward, helped the old man up, and then said: "Yong'an has been restored, you can return home!" ”

Family?

Family!

A word that seems to have a thousand pounds of power.

The old peasant's originally dull, lifeless, frozen earth-like face instantly seemed to be pierced by this word, and hot emotions erupted from the deepest bottom, and the dark wrinkles on his face suddenly seemed to regain vitality and vitality in a blink of an eye.

"Yes...... Can it really be...... It's back to Yong'an...... Coming home......"

The old farmer's earnest eyes looked at Fei Qian fixedly, at this moment, the desire to go home had surpassed everything, so that he forgot what etiquette he should follow, and only hoped that all this in front of him was not his dream in the dark night again and again, but the next moment he woke up and turned into nothing.

"Yong'an has been restored. You can wait for you to return. Fei Qian nodded and repeated seriously.

Two lines of muddy tears poured out from the corners of the old farmer's eyes like a dry field, down the bridge of his nose, through the deep wrinkles that he didn't know how many stories he had hidden, over the rough skin that had experienced many years of wind and frost, and splashed down on the loess drop by drop, striking a thin circle of yellow dust.

Fei Qian smiled slightly, arched his hand to the surroundings, and said: "I still need to go to crusade against the white wave thief, I came in a hurry, I can't bring much grain and grass, you can wait here for a while, after breaking the white wave, I will send someone to send some food, so ......"

Just as he was speaking, Fei Qian suddenly seemed to hear some unusual sounds coming from in front of him, and couldn't help but stop talking and look up into the distance......

At this time, there was a panic everywhere in the rear camp of the Baibo Army, and several fireworks began to burn, as if something extremely flammable had been ignited, and in a blink of an eye, billowing black smoke came out and rose into the sky.

The rear camp of the White Polish Army was in chaos almost instantly.

The black smoke rising from the sky roared above the rear camp of the White Wave Army like several black dragons, and the flames that began to burn everywhere made the White Wave Army lose sight of one or the other, and the chaos was chaotic, and all kinds of shouts and shouts spread all over the land, and many of the White Wave Army were like wild mountain bees that had been stabbed into the honeycomb, buzzing and running around.

Zhang Lie and others, who were wearing the same costumes, shouted to put out the fire while shouting, but on the other hand, they kept secretly setting fires, shouting that they were their own people, and on the other hand, they turned behind them to be stabbed......

The White Wave Army has no way to distinguish at all, everyone who is scurrying around with a knife seems to be their own people, and they all seem to be enemies who have mixed in, and in the end, there is no effect at all, every White Wave soldier feels that what he sees is an enemy, and often does not even greet him, and when he meets, he will strike first, saving himself from being stabbed to death in the back......

All kinds of shouts, slashing and slashing were transmitted far and wide......

Fei Qian heard the sound, and also saw the black smoke coming out of the distance in front of him, and knew that it must be Zhang Lie who had already started, so he hurriedly ran back, turned over and got on his horse, and then arched his hand and said: "The white wave is about to be destroyed, please quickly get out of the way, and wait for us to break it......"