Chapter 69

It took a lot of effort for Yang Xiaoshan to wait for Xiang Rong, the roads in the south were crisscrossed, and there was no good ambush point at all. Yang Xiaoshan could only adopt the method of casting a wide net, arranging a spy to look out wherever he thought it was possible. The hard work paid off, and finally a spy detected Xiang Rong's movements, and Yang Xiaoshan immediately led his subordinates to chase after him.

The enemies were very red when they saw each other, especially Xiang Rong remembered all the hatred of the beloved general on him and Hong Xuanjiao, and rarely carried a gun in person. Xiang Rong knew that at this moment, only by going into battle in person could he cheer up the morale of the army, and he was glad that the Taiping army was not very numerous, and half of them were female soldiers. If you want to break out, this vicious battle is inevitable, and now there are many veterans who can still follow you, and the recruits have already been lost, looking at the strength of both sides, he feels that this battle can be fought, but it must be resolved quickly. After a long time, the brigade of bandits will arrive, and then it will be very unfavorable to themselves.

Xiang Rong holds his own identity, so naturally he will not choose Hong Xuanjiao as his opponent. He stepped forward with a gun, pointed a gun at Yang Xiaoshan, and shouted: "Your Excellency report your name, I will immortalize the nameless ghost under the gun to Rong." ”

"Yang Xiaoshan, the former commander of the Taiping Army." Yang Xiaoshan did not show weakness and urged him to step forward, can he be afraid of an old man even if he is a good guy?

Xiang Rong didn't wait for him to finish, and the tip of the spear shook and stabbed straight into Yang Xiaoshan's chest. This shot came very suddenly, and it was difficult to guard against.

Yang Xiaoshan secretly scolded the old fox, fortunately, he is no longer a recruit who has just entered the battlefield, although he is answering in his mouth, his eyes have been staring at the other party's movements. Seeing his spear stabbing at him, he hurriedly used his sword to push it away.

Xiang Rong turned the head of the gun and swept Xiaoshan's head with the tail of the gun, and the action was very coherent. It can be seen from his movements that although he is old, his martial arts have not been lost, and he is still very proficient in marksmanship, and his basic skills are also very solid.

Xiaoshan hurriedly lowered his head, skillfully let this sweep pass, and avoided it alertly. Xiang Rong withdrew his gun and stabbed again, Yang Xiaoshan turned defense into offense, and used his sword to cut the tip of Xiang Rong's spear. This hand caught Xiang Rong off guard, he didn't expect the young man in front of him to be so smart, his strength was definitely not as good as him, the collision between the weapons of the two sides could be avoided as much as possible, and Yang Xiaoshan made full use of the advantage of his strength, not to fight with him, but to fight with him.

Xiang Rong is old and spicy after all, and a spear is like his own finger, which can be retracted and released freely. One moment it stabbed out like a tiger, another moment it danced up and down like a green dragon, another moment it swooped left and right like a thunderbolt, and another time it swirled in the sky like a windmill. His decades of marksmanship "poured out" at this moment, and all of them "fell to" Yang Xiaoshan.

Yang Xiaoshan was in danger for a while, he held his breath, exerted his strength to eat, and survived in this airtight gun. Far from panicking, he was extremely calm, even a little happy. Xiang Rong is a veteran who has fought for many years, and his marksmanship has benefited Xiaoshan a lot. In the match with such a master, Xiaoshan found out a lot of his shortcomings, some of which he didn't notice when he usually practiced, but they were exposed in this matchup.

After a long time, Xiang Rong's strength was a little unable to keep up. After all, he was almost sixty years old, and after playing so many moves, his face was flushed, he was out of breath, and his movements were obviously not as powerful and fast as before, and the situation began to favor Yang Xiaoshan.

Zhao Shoubei and Li Qianzong behind him saw that Commander Xiang was starting to fall into the disadvantage, and immediately gathered all the men and horses to rush up. The Li brothers and Hong Xuanjiao couldn't let Yang Xiaoshan suffer, and they also led people to meet them. The brigades of both sides were strangled in one place. Both armies fought to the death and were unable to hold each other for a while.

Fortunately, Yang Xiaoshan finally broke the balance of power between the two sides, he grabbed a gap in Xiang Rong's and slashed the brown-haired horse under his crotch with the tip of his sword. Unexpectedly, this brown-haired horse did not lift its owner down, but endured the pain and continued to fight, it was really a good war horse, but no matter how good the war horse was bleeding, it could not be supported, and finally after a lot of blood loss, the brown-haired horse was weak on all fours and fell to the ground. Fortunately, the soldiers around Xiang Rong desperately blocked Yang Xiaoshan and rescued him in time.

"Admiral, we can't afford to waste time here. This is my horse, you can ride it and go quickly. Zhao Shoubei brought his own mount over.

"Mr. Li Qian, you escort the adults away, leave it to me here." Zhao Shoubei turned his head and gritted his teeth and said to Li Qianzong that he knew that staying was equivalent to giving his life here. The time is almost an hour, and the Taiping army's brigade is estimated to be arriving soon.

"Leave me alone, run for your life, I'll live and die by myself." Xiang Rong shook his head again and again, he refused to sacrifice his subordinates for himself.

"My lord, the rest of our team can die, but you must not die. Why don't you hurry up and protect your adult leave? Zhao Garrison kept a straight face and urged Xiang Commander's personal soldiers.

So a few pro-soldiers insisted on Xiang Rong on his horse and fled desperately south.

"Xiucheng, don't let go of the arrow yet." Yang Xiaoshan was in a hurry, he was entangled by several Qing army generals, and he was about to flee when he saw Xiang Rong.

Li Xiucheng understood, and he also noticed Xiang Rong's movements, "Let's go!" A platoon of archers fired arrows in the direction of Xiang Rong's escape.

Xiang Rong hadn't run far at this time, and was still within the range of the archers of the Taiping Army, and the random arrows passed around him, and several of them were almost shot.

"Don't worry, sir, I'm here." Mr. Li Qian took his subordinates to protect him, waved the weapon in his hand in the back, and made a "shield" for Xiang Rong.

Xiang Rong finally took advantage of this opportunity and got out of the range of the Taiping army's bows and arrows. But Li Qianzong and the others were shot by several random arrows, fell off their horses, and did their last loyalty to Xiang Rong.

At this time, Xiang Rong, who has always been strong, couldn't help but cry, his men died for him one by one, how could he not be heartbroken, these people were all veterans who were brought out by themselves. He wanted to turn around and continue fighting the Taipings, but he restrained himself, he couldn't let his men die in vain, so that they would die worthless.

Xiang Rong whipped the whip fiercely, "Stay in the green mountains without worrying about no firewood", as long as he is alive, he will one day avenge them.

Yang Xiaoshan finally rushed out with a few guards as a result of two Qing army generals, and at the same time, Hong Xuanjiao also led a few cavalry to break out of the encirclement.

"Let's go after the old thief." Yang Xiaoshan looked at Hong Xuanjiao and suggested.

"Yes, everyone has their own ability to slay the demon sword. Whoever kills will be whomever it is, don't blame me for not letting you. Hong Xuanjiao glanced at Yang Xiaoshan and said confidently, as if she had killed Xiang Rong.

"Even if Xiang Rong is killed by me, it's yours." Although Yang Xiaoshan really hoped to get the demon slaying sword, the guilt of Hong Xuanjiao had always been in his heart, and if he could exchange this credit for Hong Xuanjiao's forgiveness, he would be willing.

"You saved my husband Xiao Chaogui at Liangshan Pass, and we have already cleared up. No one should talk about the past anymore, it's all over. Hong Xuanjiao's expression was calm, and she seemed to have no hatred for Yang Xiaoshan, "Chase after it, don't let the old thief run away!" ”