November 506 in the Great Li calendar, midwinter.

Tens of thousands of Song iron cavalry came from the Saishang Mangyuan under the leadership of the Song State Great Deacon Gomuse, and 20,000 Dali soldiers were waiting at the border of Yanzhou.

"Why don't you ask me why?" Yun Ge held back all the way, and couldn't help it.

Jiang Jue looked at him seriously, but he didn't say a word.

"I'm afraid that you will die in the hands of others," Yun Ge bent his bow and arrows in one go, a huge eagle screamed miserably, and then fell, and then he said proudly, "When I repel the Song army, I will shoot an arrow through your cold heart." ”

"Okay." Jiang Jue smiled heartlessly.

Ling Han stared at the black clouds that had just emerged in the sky, his expression grim.

"Ling Han, you have to smile more, if you are cold, I'm afraid it will be difficult to find a daughter-in-law." Yun Ge quipped.

Ling Han barely moved the corners of his mouth, and he smiled.

"What's crazy about the muse, does anyone know?" Yun Ge didn't feel that he was talking too much, and continued to ask.

Jiang Jue sent Song Guo to rescue Meng Lan and returned, bringing good news, but before the good news could spread, Song Guoda Gomuse personally led tens of thousands of iron horsemen to Saishang Mangyuan, making Li Du, who had just recovered his vitality, panic again.

There was really a Dali general who replied: "I heard that the wife and brother of the muse were killed." ”

"What does it have to do with me if I am killed?" Yun Ge asked puzzled.

The general said, "Someone blames Fu Bai." ”

Yun Ge was even more confused, blaming Fu Bai why was the muse angry with Da Li?

Jiang Jue knew that Xuan Lang had never appeared in person, even Zhi Tianzi and Meng Lan didn't know that Fu Bai was a member of the Sword Pavilion, and Fu Langxuan, the former Tai Li of Da Li, was still alive. However, Jiang Jue finally knew that the original condition that Jiang Hou promised Xuanlang was that Jiang Hou would protect Da Li Guozuo.

The Dali general didn't know much about the connection, so he had to explain: "Probably Fu Bai is from Zhongshan, and Zhongshan is dead, so he will be angry with Dali." ”

This explanation was far-fetched, but it barely fooled Yun Ge. Yun Ge's eyes were as bright as eagle's eyes, and he looked at the Great Song Iron Cavalry, which was overwhelming like a locust country, not only was not half timid, but excited.

"That idiot, is your method reliable?" Yun Ge asked, "Don't let General Ben dig for nothing. ”

Of the 20,000 Dali troops, only Yun Ge would shout Jiang Jue an idiot, Jiang Jue was not annoyed, but just stared at the Song State Iron Cavalry who was getting closer and closer, and also held Teng Yun's sword tightly in his hand.

The bitter sword was in the hands of the muse, and Jiang Jue was not reluctant. This Teng Yun saber was seized by wounding Teng Yun in Xuzhou before, and the material is also of the highest quality.

It's just a sword, how can it compare to Mr. Meng?

Is it really just a sword? There are only three famous swords among the eight famous swords, the star chasing in Jiang Wangshu's hand, the Yue Wang sword in Haimin's hand, and the bitter sword in the hands of the muse now.

The Song State Iron Cavalry had already approached from a hundred paces away, and Jiang Jue could see the leader raising his shuriken, and behind him, tens of thousands of Iron Cavalry drew their swords and sprinted with spears in their hands.

In turbulent times, the cavalry of the world's arms was the strongest, and tens of thousands of troops rushed into formation, and the momentum alone was enough to make people fearful. The only people in the world who can gather tens of thousands of cavalry are the Song State that occupies the Housai, the Chu State with strong soldiers and horses, and the Jizhou Eight-State Alliance, even the Dali Dynasty does not have this background.

Saishang Mangyuan is a natural racecourse, and Song Xiao has always regarded this place as an official ranch after occupying Saishang Mangyuan. The most suitable for running horses is the most suitable for running horses, and the cavalry can give full play to the greatest advantage in the Saishang Mangyuan.

Tens of thousands of Song Guotie cavalry rushed into battle, and they had reached a distance of fifty paces.

"Steady." Jiang Jue held Teng Yunjian tightly and shouted as hard as he could.

Tens of thousands of Great Song Iron Cavalry rushed into battle, and they had already reached a distance of thirty paces.

"Steady." Jiang Jue still tried his best to shout. Thirty paces, he could already see the face of the muse, and the face of the muse was written with hatred and pain.

Tens of thousands of Great Song Iron Cavalry rushed into battle, and they had already reached a distance of twenty paces.

"Steady." Jiang Jue shouted as hard as he could. Twenty paces, he could already smell the anger of the muse wrapped in the commotion of horse urine.

Tens of thousands of Song Guotie cavalry rushed into battle, and they had already reached a distance of ten steps.

"Shoot the arrows." Jiang Jue raised Teng Yunjian and shouted. Ten steps, but a blink of an eye.

Thousands of arrows rained down on the Song army, giving the Song Iron Cavalry, who had a high fighting spirit. Yun Ge bent his bow and arrows, and three arrows fired in succession. The first arrow was dodged by the Muse, and only one hapless Song soldier was shot; The second arrow was blocked by the muse with his sword, so he was not sorry; The third arrow passed through the tip of the muse's hair, but it was still missed.

These thousands of arrows were just a small trick for tens of thousands of iron horsemen, but the Song State Iron Cavalry that was sprinting in front fell into a trench that was not wide but long enough, and only the scattered Song State Iron Cavalry rushed forward, and were picked up by the soldiers in the front row of Dali who were armed with horse pistols and long hair.

The mount under the muse was also overturned, and he turned over with a bitter sword, slashing dozens of Li soldiers in a row.

"He's mine." Ling Han dismounted and walked away with his gun and began a fierce battle with the muse.

A round of arrow rain and a trench caused the Song cavalry to lose thousands, but it was not enough to break the muscles and bones, but it forced the Song cavalry to stop the sprinting formation.

Cavalry is the first in the world, but the infantry in short-handed combat is the eternal hegemon. The Song Guotie cavalry, who was forced to stop in the sprint, turned on their backs, and the Dali army was in high spirits, and they now had the belief that this battle with a huge disparity in strength would be won.

Ling Han's combat power was amazing, and he fought alone against the muse without losing the upper hand for a while. With the bitter sword, the muse is even more powerful, but Ling Han is not a straw bag. The muse is cold, the sword is cold, the sword is treacherous and cold; Ling Han is colder, the gun is colder, and the marksmanship is sharp and cold.

Yun Ge didn't show off his archery skills anymore, but took a long pole and chased Jiang Jue away, and the 20,000 troops behind him spread out a long front and fought bravely.

Xiaojue Mountain, the top of the mountain.

Behind the peach blossom farmer stood the Tiger of Ritan, and on the side of the Tiger of Ritan lay or squatted five colorful tigers.

"Let's fight, let's fight, the more fierce I fight, the more chances I have," Peach Blossom Farmer muttered, "Huzi, let's go, it's time to go to Lidu." ”

Muse and Ling Han were in a fierce battle, and no one dared to set foot within ten steps of the two of each other. The Dali army is more confident, the muse is a prestigious martial saint, and Ling Han is not inferior to it.

All of this is Jiang Hou's work, who doesn't know that Ling Han and Jiang Jue, two famous young people, have an inextricable relationship with Jiang Hou?

Jiang Hou alone guarded the eastern pass to block the army of Lu, Jiang Hou's two descendants were independent generals, leading the army to resist the Song army in the western border, one door and three saints, just around the corner.

Jiang Jue Titeng Yun Jian rushed to the front, Junyi and Qi Guanzhuang followed left and right, Yun Ge carried a long Ge and did not let go, even when it was time to fight, he did not forget to mock Jiang Jue: "Idiot, don't be scared and cry anymore." ”

Junyi shouted angrily: "You and I have killed more people than anyone, do you dare?" ”

Yun Ge smiled heartily, stabbed a spear into an unlucky Song soldier who had just gotten up from the trench, and then smiled defiantly at Junyi.

Not to be outdone, Junyi raised Du Ruojian in his hand and handed it out, another unlucky Song army who had just gotten up from the trench was hit.

A Song general came up with a gun, it was Long Li. He didn't spare half of his hand, and the gun stabbed straight towards Jiang Jue like a dragon. Jiang Jue naturally didn't leave his hand, and handed it out with his sword. Not long ago, the two of them, who were still plugging Mangyuan, cherished the others, and in the blink of an eye, they faced each other with guns and swords.

Long Li shot again, Jiang Jue blocked it, and Long Li said, "I'm sorry, I won't keep my hand." ”

Jiang Jue blocked this shot, and then pressed towards Long Li with a sword, and said, "I haven't seen Fu Bai, and I won't keep my hand." ”

Qi Guanzhuang and Junyi did not intervene in the battle between the two, and Yun Ge did not bother to compete with Jiang Jue for an opponent, he aimed at another Song general, and then fought with him.

"What do you call it?" The muse forced Ling Han back with a sword and asked approvingly.

"Jiangzhou Military General Ling Han is also." Ling Han picked up his gun again, Jiang Hou's men were defeated, if he couldn't defeat the muse, wouldn't he lose Jiang Hou's face? Like Jiang Jue, Ling Han never agreed that he was a great Li minister, and he always remembered his identity as a general of the Jiangzhou army.

The Song State Iron Cavalry was blocked by the trench, so they had to dismount and fight on foot, and the foot battle was a short-handed battle, and it was a victory with human lives.

The muse had a reason to win, and the one who looked down at the mountains was like a heavenly immortal looking down on the world, and occasionally killing people when the mood came. He couldn't find Fu Bai, so he had to take Jiang Jue, who was inextricably linked to Fu Bai, angry. When Jiang Jue sent an envoy to the Song Kingdom to rescue Meng Lan, how many people in the envoy team were not disciples of the Sword Pavilion, and who were they? As long as Jiang Jue was captured and a few Sword Pavilion disciples were killed, he would not believe that Fu Bai would not show up.

This mysterious Fubai killed his father, killed his mother, killed his wife, and killed his brother. Either kill Fubai or be killed by Fubai, there is no other choice.

Jiang Jue also has a reason to win, he has grown up, and he is no longer an idiot who wants Mr. Meng and Jiang Hou to shelter, he wants to shelter people who are weaker than him like Ah Da.

The winter of the Mangyuan came very early, the long winter was only a month later, and the third snow fell this year, kissing the Song Iron Cavalry and the Dali soldiers who buried the bones in the Mangyuan. Plugging the mangyuan floating corpses all over the field, and the dead grass was dyed red.

This battle, which was not evenly matched, was not over, and the Song Guotie cavalry had 30,000 remaining after being consumed by the rain of arrows and trenches, and the Dali army was only 20,000.

The battle on the first day fell, with 20,000 cavalry left in the Song State and only 10,000 in the Dali army. The battle damage was almost uniform, and the victory could only be won by piling up corpses.

When someone is respected as a hero, how many robes are buried in the bones, and only a layer of snowflakes is covered on the body?

Camp, good news, bad news. The good news is that it is snowing heavily today, so there is a truce for the time being; The bad news is that the soldiers are shivering with cold, and if this continues, I am afraid that without the muse to lead the army, the remaining 10,000 people will be defeated without a fight.

Jiang Jue held a bowl of ginger soup and handed it to Ling Han, who held the ginger soup in his hand and whispered, "Thank you." ”

Ling Han was injured, he still embarrassed Jiang Hou, it was still inferior to the muse. If Jiang Jue hadn't come to kill with a sword, I'm afraid he would have become a ghost under the sword of the muse. Jiang Jue knew that Ling Han was willing to say thank you, not because of this bowl of ginger soup, but because this cold person expressed his feelings implicitly in his own way.

Isn't it the same for you? Jiang Jue never said a word of self-consideration to Yuchan, and he didn't even dare to look at her.

Jiang Jue inspected the camp with a sword and was covered in snowflakes.

"Officer." Jiang Jue shouted.

Qi Guanzhuang hurriedly caught up with Jiang Jue and asked, "Childe, what's wrong?" ”

"Shout casually, get used to it." Jiang Jue said.

is indeed used to it, Jiang Jue only brought Qi Guanzhuang and Junyi with him on this expedition. Pu Yin did not have the slightest force, so he naturally stayed in Lidu; After Shi lost an arm, his strength was greatly reduced, and his will was even more depressed, so Zhao Miao had no choice but to accompany him; Liu Changan and Shao Ruyi were left by Jiang Jue to protect Mr. Meng, and after knowing that Luoyi was a big play, Jiang Jue cared about the people he cared about, and Mr. Meng was a scholar; So he specially didn't let Yuchan follow, Yuchan is very strong, and it is more than enough to protect Xiao Jingshu, and he can only use this way to make up for the feelings owed to Xiao Jingshu; He is not worried about handing over the evil and good to others, first, he is afraid that others will bully the evil and the good, and the other is that he is afraid that the evil and the good will go violent and hurt people, and he has explained that the evil and the good should listen to Yuchan's words, plus Zhao Miao They also live not far away, if the evil and the good run wild, they can still arrive in time.

There is no other reason to bring Qi Guanzhuang, just get used to it. The one who has been with Jiang Jue for the longest time is Qi Guanzhuang, and he casually shouted the name of Qi Guanzhuang. After knowing the truth, Qi Guanzhuang's tears fell, and he was obviously the weakest, but he was forcibly dragged to the battlefield. When Jiang Jue asked him to go back, he was cheeky and followed.

As for Junyi, he has nothing to worry about, he just wants to be a chivalrous man. In Junyi's words, that is, "the great man of chivalry, for the country and the people." Jiang Jue really couldn't resist him, so he had to let him follow.

"Childe, if one day you call the official and no one answers, I'll see who you call." Qi Guanzhuang shouted.

Jiang Jue glared at Qi Guanzhuang and said, "Don't say anything discouraged." I'd rather no one call you an official again, rather than shouting and not answering. ”

"Childe is not allowed to say anything depressing," Qi Guanzhuang began to imagine the future and said, "When the world is peaceful, Childe and I will go to be bandits again, free and happy." ”

"Okay." Jiang Jue replied. He suddenly wanted to be a bandit, preferably an idiot, an immodest bandit, no sorrow, no trouble.

"Officer." Jiang Jue shouted again.

Qi Guanzhuang shouted angrily: "Childe, are you used to it again?" ”

Jiang Jue shook his head, raised his sword and wrote on the snow, while Qi Guanzhuang read it out: "When I was a child, I envied every snow, and later tightened the winter clothes on my body. ”

Li Tu.

It was snowing, Jingshu rarely saw snow, she stood in the courtyard, held Yuchan's hand, and asked, "Sister Yuchan, will my brother be cold?" ”

Yuchan wiped the snowflakes on Xiao Jingshu's head, and replied lovingly: "As long as Xiao Jingshu is not cold, my brother is not cold." ”

Xiao Jingshu turned around and went back to get two branches, and said, "Jingshu is not cold, Jingshu still has to practice swords." ”

Yuchan took a branch, and two beauties, one big and one small, danced swords on the snow. The old servant Grandpa Qin was making tea, and the evil and good were squatting on the snow and laughing, and he didn't care if he was stained with snowflakes.