The soldiers and horses in front of Jincheng Pass are dense, like dark clouds pressing the city, this is only the front army of the Western Xia people, their middle army has not yet arrived, fighting is not child's play, although the Song people are not worth mentioning in their eyes, but for the sake of the overall situation, it is better to be safe.

In the rear of the dense army, a group of soldiers with a small position are setting up camps, and the late autumn wind in the northwest is bitingly cold, if there is no preparation, I am afraid that many people will not be killed in the battle, but many will have to freeze to death first.

Xu Zizhen and Li Meng changed into the clothes of Western Xia soldiers, with the knife of the Western Xia people hanging on their waists, passed through the mountain path, and quietly mixed in, today the wind is very strong, Li Meng trembled and shrunk all the way and complained: "It's cold, this ghost!" ”

His voice is neither high nor low, just enough for the people around him to hear, and it is a pure Xixia dialect, Xu Zizhen always rubs his hands and does not say a word, and the surrounding Xixia soldiers shuttle back and forth, but no one has ever suspected their identity.

The two shuttled through the camp group and came to a secluded corner, Li Meng lowered his voice and said, "Uncle, are you going to touch in and burn their grain and grass?" But this is just their front army, and the grain and grass will not be delivered so early. ”

Xu Zizhen smiled: "Xixia is not far from here, even if they burn the grain and grass, they can transport it again soon, it just costs them some money." ”

Li scratched his head fiercely: "Then why are you running so hard?" ”

Xu Zizhen took out a fire medium from his arms: "The 100,000 army of the Tangut people, Lord Wen must have a headache at this time, let's go back to stirring up, let the Tangut people mess up, and relieve the pressure on Lord Wen." ”

Li Meng pursed his lips: "I understand, but uncle, is your analogy ......?"

Xu Zizhen also realized that he had said the wrong thing, and glared at him with a dry cough: "What nonsense, prepare to work!" ”

"Yes!"

The two of them each held a bundle of dry firewood in their hands, which had just come from the gang leader, and the dry firewood was stained with oil at one end, and as soon as the fire medium got together, it quickly burned.

Xu Zizhen raised his hand and threw out a burning dry firewood and threw it on the top of a well-built camp tent beside him.

"Let's go!" Xu Zizhen let out a low snort, and the horse ran up, and Li Meng behind him concocted the same method, and threw out a dry firewood, and another camp tent caught fire.

This place is close to the Xixia boundary, and there is only one road outside the pass of Jincheng Pass, but anyone can see it at a glance when they go out of the pass, and this place to set up a tent can only be done by Xixia people, so these Xixia soldiers never thought that someone would come here to set fire.

The camp tents are one after another, and they are very compact, which provides great convenience for Xu Zizhen, as long as he lights one, with today's fierce west wind, he can quickly and automatically burn the nearby camp tents, he just rides a horse and gallops, and throws a burning dry firewood out of the river from time to time, and Li Meng is also doing the same thing next to him, and it doesn't take much effort to burn a large area of the camp.

Those soldiers were still busy working, and suddenly saw the two of them riding horses galloping, throwing out burning dry firewood from time to time, and setting the camp tent on fire one by one.

Xu Zizhen put them in his eyes, and with a loud shout, the steel knife was swung out, and a pawn who was close to him suddenly rose to the sky, and a cavity of blood sprayed with the wind.

Li Meng was not nervous and scared at all because of falling into the encirclement of the enemy, but was extremely excited, his little face was flushed, and he clenched the spear in his hand, pointing, piercing, picking, and stabbing, like a flexible poisonous dragon, dancing out of pieces of black gun shadows, and no one could get close to him at all.

All the cavalry confronted the Song army in front of the pass, and this is the camp area, there are only some soldiers and gang leaders, who can withstand the impact of the god-like Xu Zizhen and Li Meng without war horses? It didn't take much effort, and this land became like hell, not only was the sky full of fire, but also the blood was all over the ground, and the corpses of the Western Xia soldiers were lying everywhere.

Xu Zizhen was killed, but seeing that it was not early, and he was afraid that the time would drag on for a long time, he threw the remaining dry firewood to a nearby camp tent with a wave of his hand, and said with a smile: "Ha Luha...... Happy, happy! Xiao Meng, Flashman is home! ”

Li Meng did the same, threw out the dry firewood in his hand, shouted a gun to open the way, he was fast and long, and there were flying stones, who really blocked and who died, at this time, in the eyes of those Western Xia soldiers, he was still a teenager, and he was clearly a thunderbolt pioneer who charged into battle, brave and majestic.

After Xu Zizhen broke the steel knife in his hand, the two of them quickly killed one after the other, returned from the way they came, and prepared to go around the foot of the mountain to the pass, and at this time the Western Xia army was finally alarmed, and immediately a team of cavalry withdrew from the front of the formation, raising their swords and roaring after the generals.

Xu Zizhen roared: "Xiao Meng, speed up!" ”

"Yes!" Li Meng shouted, knocked the war horse under his feet, and ignored those soldiers, just buried his head and rushed forward.

Their horses are still eliminated war horses bought in Xizhou, and they are obviously inferior to the Western Xia cavalry in terms of speed, but at this time they can't care so much, Xu Zizhen gritted his teeth, his body was close to the horse's back, the wind cut his face and neck like a knife, and behind him was the dense sound of horses' hooves like war drums, and he was beaten on his heart with a dull and shocking sound.

Xu Zizhen finally regretted it a little, he was still too reckless, it seems that he can't give his life here today, but he just affected Li Meng......

The mountain valley at the foot of Gaolan Mountain is not far in front of him, as long as he crosses this valley, it is the avenue leading to Jinchengguan, but Xu Zizhen understands that their horses are almost unable to run, and they will soon be caught up on the avenue, and there will be only a dead end at that time, he gritted his teeth and shouted: "Xiao Meng, keep running, don't turn back!" ”

As soon as the words fell, he pulled his head hard, and the war horse under his crotch hissed and stood up, Xu Zizhen turned the horse's head, looked at the pursuers who were getting closer and closer behind him, a trace of madness burst out of his eyes, and he roared and waved his knife fiercely.

This is a hundred-person cavalry team, a water of iron armor long knife, the cavalry is strong and murderous, Xu Zizhen is a single horse without a piece of armor, rushing into this cavalry team is like a drop of water into a river, and it will soon be submerged in it.

"Bell bell ......" A series of dense metal sounds, Xu Zizhen's knife slashed at the bodies of those cavalry around him one after another, but the smelting skills of the Xixia people have their uniqueness, especially their cold-forged steel armor, ordinary weapons can't hurt at all, unless it's a hard crossbow can be broken.

Xu Zizhen's fierce attack did not receive any effect, but in the same way, his series of lightning-fast knife moves also blocked all the attacks of those pursuers, in this case, he undoubtedly suffered a loss, as long as it took a little longer, once his physical strength was insufficient, he would only wait for death.

At this moment, suddenly a cavalryman screamed, covered his face and fell off his horse, and a wisp of blood gushed out from between his fingers.

Xu Zizhen's eyes were quick to cut down, and another person next to him fell off the horse, only to hear a voice shouting angrily: "Uncle, you don't pay attention to it, leave me alone and kill yourself!" ”

Before the words fell, a spear had grazed past Xu Zizhen's side, piercing the throat of a cavalryman like a broken bamboo.

As soon as Xu Zizhen turned his head, he saw Li Meng's slightly childish but resolute face.