Zamuhe was afraid that the opponent's enemy general would rush forward and hurt Sticky Han, so he hurriedly took the guards and light horses to force up.

Bu Qian Buli didn't move, he didn't want to anger Zamuhe, the most important thing now is to preserve his strength, and then take the opportunity to clean up the name of He Jiong, the inner ghost is far more terrible than the external enemy, and Qian Buli, who is familiar with history, knows this clearly.

Cloth "Ready!" A soldier in front of the catapult raised his small red flag, and Du Bing hurriedly led the cavalry to make a way, for fear that the catapult would cause accidental injuries to his own people.

Cloth "put!" The soldier waved the red flag downward, in fact, Ji Zhouguo originally used the whistle to command the catapult, but Qian Buli changed the rules, and the password of the word 'preparation' naturally came from Qian Buli's teachings.

A black shadow rose into the air, gradually dispersed in mid-air, and finally covered a dozen zhang square area, and then smashed his head and head. He ordered the soldiers to deepen the stone trough of the catapult, which was full of pebbles of all sizes, which was far less lethal than a single stone, but the deterrent effect was incomparable to that of a stone.

There was a burst of people shouting and neighing in the queue of the cloth guards light cavalry, and the scattered bullets composed of hundreds of pebbles covered too much, and in just an instant, more than 30 guards cavalry were smashed to the head and bleeding, and many war horses were frightened and galloped in all directions, stirring up the queue of the guards cavalry into a mess. However, the effect of attrition was poor, except for the four cavalrymen who were smashed and fainted and lay on the snow to raise their corpses, most of the wounded soldiers were trying their best to restrain the frightened horses.

Cloth they still carry catapults? Zamu waved his hand, and Chahar galloped over, reached to the side of the horse, scooped the sticky han from the ground, and then circled the horse and retreated. Chahar looked back at Qian Buli as he ran, and it was obvious that Sankui's inexplicable death was very shocking to him.

Cloth "Ready!" The soldier raised the little red flag again: "Put!" ”

The cloth was a black shadow rising into the air, and the guards and light horsemen silently watched the rain of pebbles flying above them, not a single one moved, no king's order, let alone smashing pebbles from the sky, even if they dropped a fireball, they would never take half a step back! This harsh military discipline was the reason why the Guards Light Cavalry became the most elite cavalry of the steppe.

Buzamuhe swept his eyes with hatred, took off his longbow and waited for the Nanying cavalry: "Retreat!" He knew very well in his heart, not to mention how much the death of Sankui had on the soldiers, even his generals had no intention of fighting again at this moment, and the relieved look on Chahar's face after returning to the formation had clearly told him this!

The black shadow of the third regiment rose into the air, but by this moment the cavalry of Zamuhe had already run out of the range of the catapult, and one pebble after another hit the snow, and the snow skin jumped and crackled in all directions.

Buqian was finally relieved, he looked at the direction of Zamuhe's escape with a smile, and was silent, although he only temporarily forced Zamuhe back, but at the end of the strong crossbow, it was difficult to penetrate Lu Min, and the guards cavalry, who had lost three games in a row, could they still organize a decent offensive?!

It's a pity that Qian Buli's smile came and went quickly, but just when he was smiling the happiest, he suddenly remembered something, something he couldn't solve, and Qian Buli's face changed.

Bu Du Bing urged the horse to run up, just wanted to open his mouth to say goodbye to Qian Bu Dao, but the face of Qian Bu was extremely ugly, Du Bing couldn't help but be stunned, what is wrong with the commander? Didn't we win?

Bu Qian didn't leave or ignore Du Bing, suddenly turned his horse, and rushed straight towards the Chinese army, Du Bing was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly urged the horse to follow behind Qian Buli.

Cloth "do not leave!" Ji Shengqing heard the news of the victory of the rear team, Xi Zizi stepped out of the car window and greeted Qian Buli, who knew that Qian Buli didn't even look at her, and rushed over from her carriage, without waiting for the war horse to stop, Qian Buli jumped and jumped into Jia Tianxiang's carriage. However, this kind of technical action is not something that Qian Wuli can master now, his body was crooked, and he almost fell under the carriage, but fortunately, Jia Tianxiang's guards were quick and grabbed Qian Buli.

Bu Qian Buli lifted the curtain and walked in, inside Jia Tianxiang was shrinking in the corner of the carriage in a daze, he saw Qian Buli suddenly break in without saying hello, he couldn't help but be stunned, and immediately saw Qian Buli's face was pale, Jia Tianxiang smiled bitterly: "You also thought of it?" ”

Buqian was also stunned for a moment, and then his face showed anger, and he roared in a low voice: "You have thought of it a long time ago?!" Then why didn't you tell me earlier!! ”

"The greatest wish of my life is the same as His Majesty's wish, that is, to let the people of Ji Zhou Kingdom no longer invade the grassland, so I have always learned about them from various sources. Jia Tianxiang shook his head slowly: "I know their combat effectiveness, if we make a slight mistake, we will probably have to stay on this snow forever, and...... There are also my old friends waiting for us in front of us! It's not easy for you to get out of here with us safely, how can I let something else distract you?! ”

Cloth "This...... How can this be considered something else? Qian Buli let out a long sigh and sat down.

Cloth: "What are you talking about?" Ji Shengqing lifted the curtain of the car and looked at Qian Buli and Jia Tianxiang in surprise, Ji Shengqing heard their conversation, but couldn't understand what they were saying.

"Your Highness, we're talking ......" Jia Tianxiang hesitated for a moment, but still decided to tell the truth: "We are talking about Snow Plains City, Zamuhe has suffered a big loss here, if he retreats, he is likely to go from Snow Plains City, and there are less than two hundred guards left behind in Snow Plains City, and Snow Plains City ...... The city will be slaughtered! ”

Cloth "Days...... Don't leave, you must think of a way! Ji Shengqing rushed over and grabbed Qian Buli's arm, and looked at Qian Buli with an expectant expression.

Bu Qian looked down at the carpet. Silent, people have feelings, although Qian Buli's personality is in line with the essence of Ci Bu's soldiers, but he left his own world and came here, and his heart was inevitably empty and lonely. In the carnival night after the great victory, the simplicity and enthusiasm of the civilians in the snowfield city deeply touched the lonely Qian Buli, the girl who was shy to offer flowers; the children who were jumping for joy; The man who stared at him persistently with adoring eyes; The old man who staggered out of the house and stood in the cold wind just to see his money; Now, can you abandon them and not save them? Money doesn't hurt in the centrifugation......

Cloth (I'm really sorry today...... There's something temporary.,There's no time to code words.,Come back in the afternoon.,Code a chapter first.,Everyone scolded me.。 ）