In early November, early winter, the wind was cold and there was not a touch of snow. The rolling Minjiang River receded by half a minute, but it was still majestic, as if it was about to sing a song "Rolling Yangtze River".

Wearing a thick coat, he exhaled a breath of cold air, and ten people surrounded him, all of them were in good spirits, looking at the Shushan army half a mile away from a distance, waiting for it, and his face was full of anger.

I heard that they want to fight? Come on! How could a man ever be afraid?

Qiu Luo stood on the platform that was half a point higher, looked at the enemy army with a strict military posture, and said with emotion: "Yang Tiantong is indeed a genius in governing the army, although five hundred people are not many, but they have the momentum of one thousand or even two thousand people!" This is beyond my reach! ”

Hearing this, the surrounding soldiers were all indignant and shouted, "How can the patriarch destroy his prestige? How can we wait for a few years in the army and retreat? Even if the enemy is a thousand troops, what should we fear? ”

"That's right! We won't back down! ”

"My mother, my wife and children are still in the clan, if they lose, they will all be gone!"

As soon as Qiu Luo said this, his morale was immediately boosted, and the soldiers vowed to wipe out the Shushan army, otherwise how would they face their relatives in the clan?

In the cold wind, a turbid heat rose in the Di army, and there was no longer a trace of cold. Qiu Luo stroked his beard lightly, revealing a smile of relief.

"Is that Yangyuan?"

Qiu Luo looked at it, and suddenly saw a colorful tiger walking to the front of the formation, and Yang Yuan sat on the back of the tiger, showing a proud smile, everyone was shocked, could this Yang Yuan still be able to resist the tiger?

"Humph......"

Yang Yuan smiled coldly, and rode the tiger slowly to the middle of the two armies, but no one dared to step forward to stop him.

"Roar!"

The tiger let out a huge roar, and its huge eyes stared at it in a terrifying way.

"The dignified Di clan is afraid of a tiger?"

As his laughter fell, the Shushan army shouted violently and laughed: "The Di people are incompetent, afraid of my fierce tiger!" The Di people are incompetent, afraid of my tiger! ”

The soldiers on the side of the Di tribe were extremely angry, and four people came out and said: "Patriarch, I beg to come out and capture the thief!" ”

Qiu Luo shouted: "Hugh is going to mess with himself! If the enemy barks, let him bark! The elite of my tribe is to stay and charge, not to hunt! - They all roared to me: 'There is no one in Shushan, so you can fight with beasts!' ’”

The soldiers of the Di tribe were all encouraged and shouted: "There is no one in Shushan, so you can fight with birds and beasts!" ”

The voices came and went, and when they reached Shushan, the faces of all the soldiers suddenly looked bad. Yang Yuan's face turned blue for a while, and when he saw that he couldn't take advantage of it, he had to drive the tiger back, but in his heart, he was weighing how to deal with it after taking Qiu Luo.

"Father, rush!"

As soon as he returned to the formation, Yang Tiantong came forward. He was wearing heavy armor but walking lightly, and the spear in his hand was like that fierce tiger, and the cold light was shining, and the tiger under Yangyuan's crotch did not dare to look directly.

Yang Yuan nodded and said, "Drum sound, assault!" ”

"Oh! Oh! Oh! ”

Seeing that Yang Yuan was moving, his pupils shrank, and he shouted, "They're going to charge!" Array against the enemy! ”

"Drink!"

The army immediately stepped forward, set up a shield, and more than 200 people formed a phalanx, waiting for the arrival of the Shushan army.

Yang Tiantong stood in front of the formation, and the corners of his mouth lifted a sneer, as if the enemy troops were all local chickens and dogs, and shouted: "Beat the drums, the front army assaults!" ”

With a trumpet and a rumbling drumbeat, the fifty Changge soldiers standing in the front army attacked in unison, shouting in their mouths, and the momentum was extraordinary. Changge is cold, but it is not fragile due to the weather, but it is harder, and can pierce through the toughest armor.

"Kill ——!"

"Boom!"

Changge and the big shield collided together, and the sound of a huge collision resounded through the sky. The Changge soldiers, taking advantage of the length of their weapons, moved forward, and actually passed through the gap in the big shield and stabbed the soldiers behind them; At the same time, the spear behind the shield struck at him, piercing his throat.

Seeing the stalemate between the front army and the Di army, Yang Tiantong shouted again: "Second echelon, third echelon, charge!" The fourth echelon followed, thinking it was back-up! ”

The soldiers of Yang Tiantong are listed as four echelons, the first echelon is the charging echelon with long weapons, and the second and third echelons are veterans with rich experience; The fourth echelon is all young recruits, and their combat effectiveness is limited, unless it is a battle to the death, otherwise they can't kill anyone in a battle.

The soldiers drew their swords in their hands, and all the weapons were replaced by Thai armor, and there were faint cracks in the cold wind. However, the enthusiastic soldiers did not find out, and still thought that the victory was in hand, and charged to the death!

"Kill!"

Qiu Luo hurriedly said: "Archer, release the arrow!" ”

Fifty archers drew their bows and shot their arrows in unison; Arrows rained down, but the Shushan soldiers were not afraid and raised their shields to resist. The bows of the Di people are all soft bows, with limited lethality, and the losses of Shushan are extremely low.

Yang Tiantong led the second echelon to charge, and when he saw that the front army was in a stalemate with it, he shouted: "The front army retreats, the second echelon makes up for it, and rush into the enemy formation for me!" ”

"Oh!"

The soldiers of Shushan were well-trained, and the remaining Changge soldiers slowly retreated, while the soldiers of the second echelon all shouted violently, and rushed towards the enemy formation without hesitation. Yang Tiantong saw it sincerely, and hurriedly ordered: "Kill!" Kill me! ”

Relying on the numerical advantage, the Shushan soldiers sprinted together, and the front row of the Di army suddenly collapsed, fighting separately, the blood was no longer bloody, and the entire battlefield was cold.

The Shushan soldiers showed a hideous smile, one of the soldiers grabbed a young Di soldier and raised his sword to slash, the young Di people thought that the general trend had gone, and all thoughts were lost, so he only lightly raised his sword to block it, and did a dying struggle.

"Dang!"

However, under the sword blade of the Shushan soldier, a crisp loud and sudden sound, accompanied by the cold wind, the sword actually broke at the waist!

"What?"

"What's going on?"

"There's a problem with the weapon!"

Qiu Luo was stunned for a moment, and instantly reflected - it must be a ghost made by Biya!

"Well done!"

He was overjoyed in his heart, and before the soldiers could react, he shouted: "Kill! The enemy is out of arms! ”

The form quickly reversed, and the Di army looked at the enemy in front of him holding the broken sword in a daze, roared angrily, and cut off their heads.

The soldiers behind Shu Shan didn't know what was happening, and still rushed forward, but when their weapons were broken by a sword, their shocked expressions could not spread, and they lost their last vitality.

Or someone reacted, repelled one or two with their strong bodies, and then was suppressed by the pikemen and became a prisoner.

"What's going on?"

Casually slashing down the two Di people, Yang Tiantong looked at the soldiers who were about to collapse in shock, and he didn't know what was happening. However, when he looked at the broken sword on the ground, his face instantly turned ugly.

"How so?"

Although Yang Yuan was far away, he could see the battle situation clearly, and he could only watch his army retreat with a confused expression.

"How...... How? How could our army be defeated? ”

However, before he realized what was happening, there was a sudden earth-shattering roar behind him, and the fifty elite soldiers led by Mao Biya and Taijia quickly arrived, directly cutting off Yangyuan's back road. Yang Yuan was shocked, the front army was far apart, and he only had ten personal soldiers to guard him, how could it be good?

"Take down Yangyuan, there will be a reward!" Biya shouted, and as soon as the long sword came out, he rushed to the front at an extremely fast speed.

Seeing that he was ahead, Taijia didn't want to fall behind, so he swung forward, and he wanted to compete with the cliff.

"It's not good, the enemy has an ambush!"

Yang Tiantong felt bad, but Qiu Luo saw the arrival of the army of Biya, was overjoyed, and took the stage and shouted: "Clansmen! Victory is on our side, rush! ”

The soldiers of the Di tribe were encouraged and moved forward bravely, and the Shushan soldiers were completely defeated, even if Yang Tiantong shouted, those soldiers could only flee backwards.

Yang Yuan was at a loss when he saw the ambush coming, and his own soldiers hurriedly said: "Patriarch, you have a tiger, ride the tiger to break through!" ”

"Yes, yes, yes...... White eyes, white eyes, go away! ”

The tiger roared violently and flew straight away.

Yang Yuan fled with the tiger and rushed in the direction of Taijia; He glanced at him, but he didn't want to touch the tiger, so he let him go. However, the Tai Jia behind the cliff smiled coldly and said, "Tiger? If you are a tiger, then I will be Wu Song! ”

Yang Yuan was still dozens of steps away from Taijia, and before he could see the latter's face clearly, Taijia roared like thunder, even the tiger was taken aback, and just about to open his mouth to threaten, Taijia's right hand had completely pierced his skull, and the scarlet eyes did not even have the movement of struggle, so they were completely dim.

After a year of training, the Thai armor has become proficient in mastering the strength, gathering the power of a thousand jun into one point, as if even a steel plate can pierce it.

"Ahhh

The tiger died suddenly, stopping its escape, but Yang Yuan flew out according to his inertia, and plunged straight into the pile of fifty people.

"Take him!"

Taijia snorted softly, and the soldiers all laughed evilly, tied up Yangyuan Wuhuanda, and didn't care how he shouted and begged for mercy.

"The thief has been defeated, and those who descend will not die!"

Taijia carried the dead, two-hundred-kilogram white-fronted tiger and coldly scolded the deserter.

The Shushan clan was still relying on this tiger, and their morale was still there, but they didn't expect that this tiger would not be able to live in the hands of the young man! Suddenly, the army's morale collapsed, and they all knelt on the ground and surrendered to become prisoners of the Di people.

Only Yang Tiantong refused, killed five or six people to break out of the encirclement, rushed towards the Minjiang River, and quickly followed. Yangtian saw the arrival of the cliff, his face was gloomy, and he raised his gun to stab; However, after all, he had been fighting for a long time, but he waited for his work, and as soon as he joined it, he picked his weapon away.

"You're defeated!"

Bi Ya pointed a sword at Yang Tiantong's throat, full of arrogance.