Until this moment, Sheng Beishu never figured out what went wrong. Could it really be that the meticulous work mixed in with the drinkers, secretly ventilated and reported the news, so that Xiao Shanzi died innocently in vain?

Standing at the head of the city just now, the scene of whispering is still vivid. The battle situation cannot be delayed for a moment, but he still set aside a moment to tell a few words, "Go and return quickly, don't worry about the eldest mother." There is only one seedling left in your family, and if there is a mistake, I can't afford it. ”

When Xiao Shanzi left, he sneered and said, "Isn't it ridiculous and generous for the captain to look forward and backward like this?" ”

Sheng Beishu remembered in a trance what he had unintentionally said just now, "I really shouldn't have sent you to study at Na Raushzi's private school, and read a basket of bullshit articles with those pedants who shook their heads, get out of here......"

Xiaoshanzi is gone, walking very fast, but at the age of eighteen, he is in good shape, walking like flying, and he is already a good hand in the pioneer battalion. Coupled with the relationship between the captain and the captain, it will inevitably rise to the top in the future, and what is the difficulty of getting an official and a half position in the Jincheng garrison?

It's a pity that I can't go back this time......

The rumors of the wind grabbed the weakest part of people's hearts. With a slight touch, the blood gushing out made the blood that should have been cooled boil again. Sheng Beishu stepped on the unknown corpse, and under his feet was the ground soaked in boiling blood, so he raised his knife and rushed towards Li Cunjin.

A person is strong in blood and knows strategy, but he has not experienced much baptism on the battlefield and is a little immature. And the other person has been weathered, fierce soldiers, and has also been wrapped in horse leather, fighting alone in blood. It's just that the ideals of the past have gradually faded away in the yellow sand, leaving only the hopeless spurning and tragedy of the future.

The blades intertwine in the next moment, playing the most "grand dance" of this matchup. This little spark shone under the interweaving of Jin Ge, jumping between the two. Li Cunjin strode forward and forced Sheng Beishu to retreat. Sheng Beishu took dozens of steps back and stabilized his figure, turned the Pu knife in his hand around his wrist, and slashed diagonally at Li Cunjin's shoulder.

Li Cunjin stepped back with his left foot, and the blade of the nine-ring big knife caught up, and it was another catch and fight, the two took two steps back from each other, and killed the soldiers who couldn't open their eyes on the spot.

The fighting under the city continued, Li Cunjin still dared to be bad, but the knife and axe man who should have rushed to the aid did not return for a long time. Sheng Beishu, who was also apprehensive in his heart, also looked left and right from time to time, and they were already in danger at this time.

Li Cunjin didn't say anything, stepped out of the distance of five or six feet in one step, held the hilt of the knife with both hands, and slashed at Sheng Beishu fiercely. This Luoxia eighteen style has not been used for a long time. It's not that he's negligent in martial arts, it's that he's disdainful. Over the years, he has walked on horseback more than under his feet, and he has long been accustomed to rushing forward on horseback and killing people for thousands of miles. I can't remember the last time I fought with someone.

In his heart, there are still remnants of the hearty confrontation with Li Siyuan when he was not out of Bianliang that year. It's just a place far away, who remembers autumn. What you forget will eventually forget, and what you put down will always be put down. Jincheng is close at hand, and if you take it, you will be able to be the eldest brother in the next city, and the subversion of the post-Tangjiang Mountains will be just around the corner.

Li Cunjin shouted violently, jumped three feet high on the ground, and slashed down the nine-ring knife in his hand. Sheng Beishu's double-arm knife blocked, but it was deeply pressed into the soil, and the back of the knife hit the shoulder, faintly oozing red.

The scorching sun in the sky is twilight, and the return he is waiting for is always in the future......

After a moment of confrontation between the two sides, several soldiers who wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to seek military merits came behind the two sides, but these young people did not know that between the slightest move of the master, there was a line between life and death. Sheng Beishu leaned back, raised his foot and kicked up a ball of mud that had just been soaked in blood, slashed with his backhand, stabilized his body with one hand, and ran towards the ridge on the left.

Li Cunjin succeeded in one blow, but he was disturbed by these three indiscriminate methods, and it was needless to say that he was angry in his heart. It's just that on the battlefield, natural soldiers are not tired of deceit, and no one understands the truth of doing everything. Li Cunjin, who had a sneer on the corner of his mouth, dragged the nine-ring knife to the ground, killed one person in one step, and ran in the direction of Sheng Beishu's escape.

Li Cunjin was not in a hurry to attack the city, since the main general had fled, the number of victories and defeats was a foregone conclusion. He wanted to cut off the head of this arrogant boy and throw it in front of his father to vent his anger. Just now gave Jincheng the opportunity to surrender, but the county guard didn't cherish it, and now he can only cry and beg for mercy.

Li Cunjin thought so, and didn't look back again, just stared at Sheng Beishu, watching him limp around, which was ridiculous. But as everyone knows, Sheng Beishu's move is to divert the tiger from the mountain. He had just intended to retreat to the city and hold on, but suddenly he saw a light shining on the ridge on the left, and although he didn't know who did it, it seemed that he was intending to lead him there.

At this time, the two sides are in the middle of a big battle, and if they retreat, their morale will be slumped, so it is better to run away first, divert their attention, and seek a way back. Although he didn't know if his father had a backhand, he saw that there was no one on either side to help at this time, and he had some calculations in his heart.

Behind him, Li Cunjin approached, and he didn't forget to sneer, "Sheng family child, the old man advises you to surrender quickly, don't do that dying struggle." Sheng Beishu turned a deaf ear, and his footsteps sped up a little unconsciously.

When Sheng Beishu came to a gentle slope, he glanced back with disdain, and then laughed loudly: "This is the place where you are buried." With that, he rolled down the gentle slope and disappeared. Li Cunjin muttered in his heart, but he had no intention of retreating, relying on the experience accumulated over many years of killing and conquest, how could he be frightened by this yellow-mouthed child?

Having said that, Li Cunjin Ren looked around, only to see the night wind rolling up the barren grass like a turbulent wave, but he didn't see a single soldier, a bow or an arrow. When he stood up the gentle slope and looked towards the slope, he didn't see Sheng Beishu's figure, but when he looked up again, he saw that the Sheng family child was sitting on the opposite grassy slope, looking at him from afar.

Originally, this gentle slope was a depression, and with the downward momentum, you could quickly rush up the gentle slope on the opposite side. Just when Li Cunjin raised the knife and wanted to follow, that dazzling flash came again, Li Cunjin was shocked in his heart, and subconsciously lowered his head. I only heard a whoosh, an arrow wrapped in the afterglow of the setting sun, shot out of nowhere, and if he couldn't dodge, it would kill him.

Before Li Cunjin could get up, dozens of crossbowmen appeared behind Sheng Beishu, and dozens of sword and axe hands appeared out of thin air. In the face of such disparities, even if he has experienced a hundred battles, he can only be captured.

But when did he Li Cunjin ever be so embarrassed. Then his mind moved, he looked to the rear, calculated the distance, and ran away.

Sheng Beishu didn't chase after him, but turned around and asked, "What happened just now, why are there only a few of you left?" ”

The soldiers couldn't hold back anymore when they heard the words, and a little tears oozed from the corners of their eyes, mixed with blood and slid down their cheeks. Sheng Beishu sighed with some emotion, "It seems that it is still a bad move." Wait for the city to rush to the city, and I will come as soon as I go. ”

Sheng Beishu didn't hesitate any longer, got up and walked quickly towards the flash, and after about a hundred steps, he saw three people sitting on horseback, one of them was a man, looking like a peach blossom, and a delicate woman was tied in front of him. It's just that the woman was gagged at the moment and couldn't speak.

Seeing the person coming, the woman subconsciously turned her face away, not wanting to come. Among the three of them, the dark-skinned, sturdy man turned over and dismounted, clasped his fists and said loudly: "Boy, Gu Xing, meet the captain." ”

Sheng Beishu looked puzzled, "Have you and I ever seen it?" ”

Gu Xing smiled, "No, when I was in Longshou County, I heard Ran County Shou mention it, and all kinds of deeds are still in my heart." "Of course, Ran Junshou will not tell Gu Xing about Jincheng, these are all heard from chatting with the old yellow head later.

Hearing that Gu Xing mentioned "Ran Junshou", and seeing the three of them capture Lan Qin, who came to the door with Li Cunjin, although Sheng Beishu was suspicious, he still hugged his fists and saluted back, "It turned out to be a friend of my father's deceased, disrespectful and disrespectful." I don't know what the three of them are doing? ”

Immediately, the oldest old man seemed to be a little unable to stand the polite greetings between the two, and he also turned over and dismounted and smiled, showing his mouth full of yellow teeth and said, "There is nothing else, make a deal." ”

Hearing this, Sheng Beishu hurriedly took two steps back, stabilized his body while slowly pressing his hand on the hilt of the knife, and asked in a cold voice, "Are you also here to intercept me?" ”

The old yellow head didn't have the slightest nonsense, his figure flashed in front of Sheng Beishu, pressed it on his wrist, and the smell of old tobacco leaves sprayed the captain in his face, "Lord Captain is too worried, I just want to help Jincheng retreat from the enemy, and then ask for something." ”

Sheng Beishu was restrained by this old man, but his face did not change, and he did not delay in the slightest when he heard the words, and hurriedly asked, "What is it?" This time, the beautiful man who was still sitting on horseback with a faint smile said: "I want half a tiger talisman for the Jincheng garrison!" ”

The old yellow man let go of his hand, took a step back, and looked at him with a smile. The swarthy boy crossed his arms around his chest and did not make the slightest movement. And the beautiful man on horseback continued: "Don't worry, Lord Captain, this is just a token, and I will return it with both hands when I finish using it." ”

And Lan Qin, who was bound, heard this, and began to struggle desperately, as if he wanted to stop Sheng Beishu. But when Sheng Beishu looked back at the direction of Jincheng, there was already gunsmoke everywhere, and the shouts of killing came and went, so he no longer hesitated and said categorically: "How to retreat from the enemy?" ”

The three of them all smiled with relief when they heard this, as if they had already calculated that the captain would agree to the matter. This time, it was the old man who spoke, "The old man will come when he goes." Then he jumped up, stepped on the grass, and ran toward the gate.

But after a while, I heard someone roaring, and then it came, "Oh no, General Li was captured, run!" The voice fell to the ground, and there was another shout, as if from the city gate.

Before Sheng Beishu came back to his senses, he felt a strong wind blowing in front of him, and he saw that the old man was like carrying a little chicken, and he caught the invincible General Li.

Li Cunjin didn't dare to struggle in the old man's hands, the whole person was like a leaky sheepskin sac, although he was unwilling, but he was helpless.

When he saw the few people in front of him clearly, the expression changed from shock to anger, from anger to pathos, and from pathos to helplessness, which was really wonderful. The old yellow head patted Li Cunjin's cheek, and said with a chuckle: "How is it, Lord Captain, can you see the old man's thunderous methods?" ”

Sheng Beishu never dreamed that he would be able to run a victory that he could never dream of in this run.