The wind was cold, whimpering, the moonlight had long since disappeared, the sky was full of thick dark clouds, covering the sky and the moon, the sky was getting darker and darker, almost reaching out to the five fingers, the wind was getting stronger and stronger, and the dead grass and trees were shaking more and more intensely. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

In the dark night, in the breeze, a noisy footsteps sounded, mixed with the sound of the wind, echoing with the swaying sound of the branches, and gradually being masked, so that in this situation, there was not the slightest figure in sight, only the sound of the friction of the armor, to judge that these were not ordinary people, disordered steps, it can be seen that these people are not soldiers.

Suddenly, a dazzling light appeared, followed by a sharp voice, and under the strong light, a team appeared on the road, showing very tired, weakly walking forward, as if there was a thousand pounds of gravity wrapped around the feet, the team was so scattered, there was no discipline at all.

However, this was not the end of the day, after the light and sound of the special fireworks, it was followed by arrows that emitted a cold glow, whistling towards the team.

Whoosh...

Among the weeds on the hillsides on both sides, arrows were still being shot, wave after wave, and the moment the fireworks appeared, someone shouted: "It's not good, there is an ambush, quickly, protect the leader!" ”

I don't know if it was too tired or too sudden, the team was very slow to react, even if someone shouted orders to remind, there was still a cry of pain, the sound of falling to the ground.

At this time, an order was also heard from the hillside on one side of the road: "Prepare the archers, the others light the torches, throw them out, and set fire to the dead grass near the thieves!" ”

Suddenly, in the grass on the hillside on both sides of the road, a group of Qing soldiers with torches suddenly appeared, and the torches gathered together to form two tactful and long fire dragons, all of which happened in the blink of an eye, and those torches came out of their hands and went straight to the foot of the mountain, igniting the dry grass near the road.

All of a sudden, the fire was bright, and the team was so naked under the bows and crossbows and arrows of the Qing soldiers, and those Qing soldiers did not hesitate, and released the arrow strings in their left hands, and the arrows flew out immediately.

Whoosh!

Ah~ah~

Immediately there was the sound of people being hit by arrows, and the Qing soldiers were still drawing arrows, hitching, shooting, and repeating, and a large number of corpses had fallen on the road, some of them looked like peasants, some looked like hooligans, and so on, in short, they were all peasants. There are also some who have been seriously injured a long time ago.

"Hurry up, find an obstacle to hide, and protect the leader!"

This sentence was like a guiding light in the night, and the people on the road immediately scattered and ran in a panic, hiding near the nearby rocks, in small pits, or by trees.

The dead grass is still burning, for some reason, it burns very slowly, and it doesn't have the tendency to spread quickly, but only within a certain range.

At this time, a voice sounded on the side of a boulder: "Second uncle, what should we do now?" ”

"Yongfu, don't worry, wait first, don't act recklessly, once you show your body, you will definitely be shot into a sieve by these Manchurian Tartars." A deep voice responded.

Yes, this team is the White Lotus Sect's mixed sect army, it is Luo Qiqing's department who has just broken through the siege, and the reinforcements brought by his brother Luo Qishu.

At this moment, the Qing soldiers had stopped archery, but slowly descended along the hillside, making a slight noise, the atmosphere suddenly became tense, the smell of gunpowder smoke became more and more intense, and the smell of blood filled every corner, stimulating everyone's nerves.

Suddenly, there was a persuasion voice from the hillside: "Luo Qiqing, I know it's you, who know the times, surrender quickly, don't do any more useless struggles." Otherwise, there is only a dead end waiting for you! ”

The tone is so tough and contemptuous, even so, there are people in the White Lotus Sect who are moved, they can't bear this kind of oppressive feeling that a big war is imminent, and they can't bear the threat of death, and there is even a trace of trust in the Qing generals, hoping that the other party really has the intention of surrendering.

Immediately, someone came out of hiding, put down his weapon, raised his hands above his head, his face was full of panic and uneasiness, and begged: "I am willing to surrender, I am willing to surrender, please don't let go of the arrows!" ”

"Stop, hurry back, hide, don't believe ......." Before Luo Qishu's words were finished, there was a sound of pain from the arrow

"Ah~ah~"

Soon, dozens of people fell, dead under the arrows of the Qing soldiers, this is good, no one dared to walk out of the bunker again, the atmosphere did not dare to gasp, Luo Qishu was so angry that he cursed again and again: "Damn, really damn, let you not listen to me, you deserve to die!" ”

At this time, Luo Qishu knew that now was not the time to be angry, and he secretly decided in his heart that if he could escape alive, he would definitely work with his eldest brother Luo Qiqing to rectify military discipline and create a regular army.

I can't allow Luo Qishu to think too much, my brother is the leader of the White Lotus Sect's White Horn Rebel Army, Luo Qiqing has already passed out, and now the situation is critical, so he can only make a decision as the second-in-command and personally command the sect army to break out.

So, Luo Qishu took a deep breath, calmed down, leaned his back against the stone wall, and shouted loudly: "Everyone hides, these Tartars will not accept surrender, don't have any illusions, only if you resist, can you have any hope of life, listen to my orders, take your weapons, once the Qing soldiers come down, get closer, kill them immediately!" ”

As soon as the words fell, the wind blew fiercely, and the trees made a crackling sound, as if they could not withstand the sudden intensification of the wind, and the whimpering wind became more and more poignant, making people's scalps tingle and panic.

The fire takes advantage of the wind, and the burning fire becomes stronger, and there is a faint tendency to spread, and it continues to increase.

Not only that, but the dark clouds in the sky seemed to be stirred by a big stick, and they became turbulent, and it was clear that the rainstorm was coming.

Everything came so suddenly, it was unprepared, unexpected, and the Qing soldiers took advantage of the chaotic scene to quickly descend the hill and approach the White Lotus Sect army, the arrows and steel knives emitted a cold and faint light, which made people chill.

At this moment, Luo Qishu is very anxious, in the face of such a situation, and helpless, he is simply helpless, those Qing soldiers and archers on the hillside are like a man's back, so that he does not dare to act rashly, the fire more and more arouses his hatred, at this moment, Luo Qishu is particularly eager for the coming of darkness.

Rushing!

The heavy rain came suddenly, pouring down, immediately stopped the fire, and gradually extinguished the fire, the moment the heavy rain came, Luo Qishu was happy in his heart, and instantly reacted, shouting: "Everyone is ready, once the fire is extinguished, immediately escape and gather at the original destination!" ”

Although the winter rain was extremely cold, it warmed the hearts of the White Lotus Sect and gave them hope for life.

The rain became heavier and heavier, and the fire was quickly extinguished, and the remnants of the White Lotus Sect ran like a tiger out of their cage, running quickly, wading across the muddy road, and speeding away, letting the raindrops beat and soak their hair and clothes, only thinking about the encirclement.

Stompe...

The sound of chaotic footsteps came and went, constantly echoing, and was muffled by the sound of rain, wind, and trees, and the darkness came again, shrouding the earth, and the Qing soldiers and archers on the hillside did not dare to release cold arrows again.

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