The sand and dust slowly moved this way. Under the dust, there was a group of ragged homeless people, densely packed, afraid of thousands of people. After the exiles, more than 100 Qiang soldiers pulled their bows and horses, like hunting, to drive the refugees. Among the Qiang soldiers, one person was dressed differently, wearing a yellow and white robe, a white jade hairpin on his head, and a bow and arrow in his hand were also white. I saw him laughing, drawing his bow, and shooting an arrow at a young girl, who had already been hit by an arrow with an "ah". Between the lightning and the fire, the rest of the Qiang soldiers released arrows together, and the arrows were like flying locusts, hitting the girl. In an instant, the girl was hit by more than 100 arrows, and she was densely pierced like a hedgehog. When the homeless people saw this, they shouted and fled in panic. At this time, another arrow hit a woman. Then, thousands of arrows, from the sky, shot the woman into a sieve.

Fan Qiang was shocked and said, "Brother, the Qiang soldiers are really murderous!" ”

Yang Yan looked at the Qiang soldiers from afar and muttered, "It's so strange. The Qiang man in the yellow and white robe, where his arrows went, where the rest of the Qiang's arrows went, why did they do this? ”

Geng Gong raised his eyebrows and said, "I know." The Qiang people are like this, it is nothing more than tempering the military spirit, and the military order is like a mountain, and no one dares to disobey it. Brother Qiang, you intercept that man's arrow and shoot it at the Qiang soldiers. ”

Fan Qiang got the order and rode forward. Just as another arrow flew first, Fan Qiang's eyes were quick, and with a volley, he intercepted the arrow in his hand, looked at a Qiang soldier, and threw it over. The arrow hit the Qiang soldier, and he screamed "ahhhh At this time, hundreds of arrows came through the air, and the Qiang soldier could not avoid it, and was immediately shot into a hedgehog. Fan Qiang was taken aback, and said secretly: "The Qiang people are really cruel, this arrow shoots a compatriot without hesitation." It seems that my brother is right, they must be training the military heart. ”

The yellow-robed Qiang people were overjoyed and said loudly: "Okay! What I point, where the arrow goes, no one violates my orders, it seems that the soldiers can also be used! ”

At this time, several more arrows were fired. Fan Qiang used the technique of the Heavenly Maiden to concoct it in the same way, and the Qiang soldiers were full of arrows all over their bodies, and they died extremely tragically, Fan Qiang couldn't bear it, and secretly thought: "Capture the thief and capture the king first, why don't I shoot the yellow and white robed man, and see what the Qiang soldiers do!" "At that moment, he grabbed an arrow, took off the tiger skin bow with his backhand, put on the arrow, drew the bow, and did not aim, towards the yellow and white robed Qiang people, the arrow went like a meteor!

The yellow-robed Qiang people are complacent. Suddenly, an arrow came, with a white light, very sharp, he was startled, knowing that this arrow could not be hard-connected, he hurriedly drew his knife and slashed it hard. The sword technique is as fast as lightning passing through the sky, however, the arrow is faster. As soon as he raised his sword, the arrow plunged into the man's right hand. In an instant, hundreds of arrows rushed in. The yellow and white robes were frightened, and the horses wanted to run, but there were arrows all over the sky, where to run? He was shot dead. Fan Qiang laughed. The Qiang soldiers were immediately dumbfounded, ran over, and shouted, "Du Lieutenant, Du Lieutenant ......"

At this time, Yang Yan led 500 soldiers, bypassed the people, one left and one right, and rushed to kill. The Qiang people were not afraid, they raised their swords to face the battle, shouted and killed, and the flesh and blood flew over, and the people had never seen such a scene, crying and scattering and fleeing. Geng Gong wanted to appease, but it was too late, and suddenly saw a figure flashing, déjà vu, and then thinking about it, the person had long since disappeared. Geng Gong sighed and returned.

After fighting for a while, Yang Yan had killed all the Qiang soldiers, rode his horse forward, and said: "Brother, the Qiang soldiers are really fierce, knowing that they are invincible, but no one is afraid and fights hard. A few of them were captured by us, but they committed suicide. ”

Geng Gong sighed: "The last time I went to Longxi to escort the car, I have seen the fierceness of the Qiang soldiers. Since we are out to fight, then we must be more bloody and courageous than them, so that we can kill Xiqiang, and make them more convinced, and never dare to rebel against the Han. ”

The sky is full of yellow sand and dust, covering the desert. Geng Gong said again: "Brother Qiang, Brother Yan, in another fifty miles, it will be Longxi, you camp here, rest for a while, wait for General Ma, and then discuss." I'll go back as soon as I go. ”

Fan Qiang said: "Brother, where are you going?" ”

"Among the displaced people, I just saw a man, who seemed to be familiar, and I saw him go west. At this point, for some reason, I was so confused that I went to look for it. With that, he clamped his legs and walked away, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Facing the wind and sand, Geng Gong rode all the way. The desert was scorched, and from time to time the people poured out, with their heads scattered and dusty, running in all directions. Geng Gong looked around in panic, and the familiar back seemed to evaporate in the world. Geng Gong asked all the way, searched all the way, and found nothing. He jumped off his horse and leaned against a lonely tree, panting for breath, his eyes full of Gobi.

The autumn wind rises, the wind and sand are eroded, and the hearts of the people are eaten. Out of nowhere, there was a low sobbing, if there was nothing, ethereal. Geng Gong was shocked, turned on his horse, looked for the cry, and looked for it. Turning over the rocky beach, wading through the shallow river, next to a broken wall, a woman, her hair like a waterfall, her face like a peach blossom, is mourning and crying. In front of her was the corpse of a Qiang man.

Geng Gong was shocked and rushed forward. The woman looked up sadly, tears streaming down her face. Geng Gong was stunned, isn't this woman Yurong? Yurong was also shocked, she thought it was a dream. If it weren't for a dream, how could you see people who think day and night in this desert? If it was a dream, she would indulge in it and never wake up. Finally, Yurong cried and pounced, she didn't care, whether this was a dream or not, she just wanted to tell Geng Gong all the grievances, pain, and thoughts of leaving Luoyang...... The corpse next to the broken wall was bleeding as black as black.

Yurong threw herself into Geng Gong, tears wet the robe, all this, so real, how could it be a dream? Yurong cried even more sadly, the wind and sand were related, and the slanting sun was sad. Geng Gong patted Yurong's back, tears rolling down unconsciously...... After a long time, Yurong sat on the broken wall with a sad expression, letting the wind blow the long wind and flying up and down. Geng Gong stood stunned. Yurong sobbed: "Brother Geng, I didn't expect to meet you in this life, even if I die now, I am willing to ......" After all the life and death, Yurong couldn't be reserved for a long time.

Geng Gong was silent for a moment, and then said, "Yurong, why are you here?" ”

Princess Yurong hid her face and cried, and after a while, she went to Longxi with Li Cheng, and lived in seclusion in the mountains, but was discovered by Zhang Xu, and Li Cheng was killed.

Geng Gong sighed: "General Li is really a righteous man! He looked at it, the crystal clear stone hairpin, diagonally inserted in Yurong's hair, slightly revealing a little tail, flashing in the residual sun, Geng Gong regretted, thinking: "If it weren't for this stone hairpin, how could Li Cheng die?" He really didn't understand, this stone hairpin, for Yurong, was more important than life. Of course, he didn't know that in Longxi, the wind and rain were like obscurity, the green lights were accompanied by the moon, Yurong caressed the stone hairpin, sat at the head of the bed, and wept sadly, which was the only sustenance of his life. Yurong cried once, holding back her tears, not daring to look at Geng Gong, and those pains rolled in like wind and sand.