[That's it for tonight.] The next change is tomorrow afternoon. 】

The arrow was like a meteor, the string was like a thunderbolt, and a little cold light swept through the wind, and Hu Qianli was satisfied with a long howl before he lost his breath.

"Hu Si, shoot well!"

The robe that was fighting behind him took the time to hear a few cheers. A hard bow with a strength of more than two stones can usually shoot an enemy from a distance of forty paces. And Hu Qianli stood on the wall of the camp, and the sharp arrows shot close at hand nailed a famous Tibetan soldier to the ground.

Hu Qianli's face was tense, the sweat on his forehead flowed like the sun on dog days, and his usual laughter was like a cotton coat after winter, which was stored in the cupboard. Long arrows flew past him, and any of them could inflict heavy damage on him wearing only leather armor. But Hu Qianli still did not dodge the bow and arrows, and with steady hands, he collected another soldier in the wall into the tip of the arrow.

The target is obviously the most outstanding warrior among the Tubo people, with the Tubo soldiers in the village, and the Guangrui general who climbed over the wall and rushed to the gate of the village. Seven or eight Guangrui generals stood up against three times the enemy, and although they did not have the upper hand, they were already surrounded and difficult to move.

The strength of Hu Qianli's arms was poured into the longbow, and with a chirping sound, the stiff bowstring was torn apart.

In the scuffle below, the Tubo warrior who led the team resisted an iron whip with a rattan card, and swung his long knife vigorously when the sawdust was flying. When there was a clash of gold and iron, the Song army in front of him was split and retreated a few steps, and a flaw appeared in the defensive circle formed by several Song people in this retreat. He was about to rush forward, when suddenly his heart tightened, and he jerked his head up.

Facing the target's eyes, Hu Qianli's right hand holding the long arrow immediately loosened. The vibrating strings had not stopped, and the long arrow from the string sank into the throat of the Tibetan warrior.

With an arrow, Hu Qianli relaxed. The besieged brothers below were thrilled by the results of this arrow, and brandished their swords and spears to break up the siege at once.

Hu Qianli smiled reassuringly, but instead of cheering, there was an urgent shout from behind him, "Hu Si, be careful!" ”

Raising his eyes quickly, the two soldiers had rushed to his side at some point.

Hu Qianli hurriedly pulled his bow and arrows, but at some point his palms were wet with sweat, and his fingers slipped, and he couldn't hook the bowstring.

'Oh no! ’

Hu Qianli felt bad in his heart, and two hideous smiles had filled his field of vision.

The memories of the past are like a marquee, passing in front of them, and the heads of the Guangrui Army in the past seem to hear the sound of chains that hook the dead.

At the moment before his death, his mind relaxed, and his decades of military career came to an end when three thousand brothers raised the rebel flag together, and now he has returned to the battlefield for some reason, and died in the soldiers, and it is not in vain to fight this life.

'Should have died a long time ago. ’

A snow-bright flash of light suddenly flew up like lightning. Like a glimpse of light, it slashed past the waists of the two soldiers. With a bang, the two soldiers who rushed to Hu Qianli's eyes were split out of the distance.

And Liu Yuan, carrying a heavy axe in his hand, stepped on a pool of blood and appeared in their original position.

"Be careful!" Liu Yuan's face was stained with blood spurting little by little, and there was a long arrow under his ribs that only the first half was left.

Hu Qianli blinked, stood up straight again, and said, "Thank you!" ”

The brief conversation was fleeting in the shouting and killing, but the friendship between the robes and brothers for decades has precipitated even more.

Under an axe, the two people, who were divided into four sections, dragged only half of their bodies and cried and cried and fell down the city. The blue-purple intestines dragged in mid-air, but the break was at Liu Yuan's feet.

Since the start of the process, the smell of blood has filled the nose, masking other smells. At the beginning, he wanted to vomit when he smelled the blood, but now when he saw the blood-red liquid, Liu Yuan was like an inexplicably stimulated bull, and he was so excited that he couldn't help himself.

Liu Yuan raised his foot, and his tough intestines fell to the ground like ropes, and a moment ago, the Fan people who were still screaming at the beginning had completely lost their lives.

Turning around and saying to Hu Qianli again, there was also a wall nearly one zhang high on the inside, Liu Yuan jumped down without caring and landed firmly on the ground.

As soon as he stood still, the surrounding Tibetan defenders immediately surrounded him.

Liu Yuan shouted violently, and the heavy axe swung with the sound of the wind, and the Tubo soldiers who had just surrounded him flew upside down. Clearing a clearing around him, his eyes swept away, he turned around, picked up a heavy axe and killed at the camp gate.

Step by step. The enemy soldiers who rushed up cut it with an axe, and nothing could stop Liu Yuan, who had a pair of blood-colored eyes open.

"Crazy Liu!"

On the wall, Hu Qianli didn't know whether to scold or praise, raised his hand and an arrow, and nailed the thief who was chasing behind Liu Yuan and preparing to sneak attack to the ground.

Using a rudimentary ladder, the generals of Guangrui, who attacked the walled city, climbed the walled wall one after another. As more and more soldiers crossed the wall and entered, the camp's counterattack dissipated like a cloud of smoke.

The bows and arrows of the Tibetans did not stop, but the martial arts of the enemy army rushing up were unimaginably strong, and the arrows that shot at the vital points were removed with weapons, and the unimportant positions were simply blocked with leather armor.

Hu Qianli fired a long bow at the head of the city, still thinking in his heart, it would be convenient if he had a divine arm bow. But with their current status as village soldiers, they are not allowed to be equipped with military heavy crossbows, especially divine arm bows, and it is impossible to send them to soldiers outside the forbidden army, so they can only rely on the hard bows in their hands.

Liu Yuan finally took control of the walled gate, and with a squeak, the gate opened. The Song troops, who were blocked outside the barracks, all rushed into the camp. The stubborn resistance of the Tibetan people was instantly disintegrated. A moment later, the banner of the Song people was already flying on the city.

"This is the third one! …… There are five more below, and the forts laid out here by the Tubo people are really fucking many. A brother who knew each other lay beside Hu Qianli with his hands and feet spread, panting for breath and refusing to stand up for a long time.

Hu Qianli also sat down on the women's wall, "Who made Kenuo Fort in a good position!" ”

Whether it is a river valley road or a mountain road, if you want to go from Didao City in Xizhou to Hezhou, you must pass through Keno Fort. Compared with Kangle Village and Dangchuan Fort in Taoxi, it is ten times stronger in terms of city defense or garrison.

Liu Yuan and his team attacked a stronghold on the outskirts of Keno Fort, occupying a favorable position in the mountain, and more than 200 defenders suppressed the Song army that was preparing to leave the mountain and enter the river valley. Fort Kono is close at hand, but if you can't capture the seven or eight strongholds around Fort Kono, two miles from the bottom of the target, it's like walking on the line of death.

The sky gradually darkened, and the brothers around him fell asleep at some point, while Hu Qianli was still in the city, bowing his head and maintaining his usual love bow. The shoulder was suddenly patted heavily, and when he looked up, it was Liu Yuan.

Liu Yuan sat down beside Hu Qianli, and he didn't know where the big axe in his hand had gone. He looked at the hard bow in Hu Qianli's hand and said with a smile: "I heard that Wang Sunchen's hairy boy is said to be a thief whose beaded archery skills can press a wall. The name is almost overshadowing Liu Changzuo's magic arrow. When will you compare yourself with him? ”

"Sort of." Hu Qianli shook his head and tightened his bowstring, "Even if you win the archery, your official luck is incomparable!" said that he was a hairy boy, but he also inspected all the way. Commander Liu, your official fortune back then was not as good as him. ”

"Who's official luck can be compared, only in his early twenties...... At grandpa's age, he doesn't even have the money to buy a laugh. Liu Yuan scolded and spat hard outside the camp, "I'm with a good person." ”

"That's the light that stains the edge of the river. Didn't Han Jiyi become a court official when he was only twenty? has no military merits, boiled for a lifetime, and can boil all of them to inspect them, it is all high incense burned on the ancestral tablet. ”

Hu Qianli sighed and put away his bow. Looking at Liu Yuan's face, he felt that something was wrong. Think about it and ask: "How many brothers are gone?" ”

"Seventeen, and I'm afraid I can't wait to return to Di Dao." Speaking of his brother's casualties, Liu Yuan's face was gloomy, "The other twenty-four have already bandaged their wounds, and they can basically be saved when Di Dao arrives." ”

"Attacking the city and pulling out the fortress, damage is inevitable." Hu Qianli had already seen it, it was a good thing that he didn't die, and it was just a matter of dying, "Anyway, my life was picked up for nothing, don't think too much." Let's rest. ”

"Rest for what? You want us to do it! ”

"Still fighting?!" Hu Qianli's flat tone couldn't be maintained, "It's dark!" ”

"Night Fight." Liu Yuan sighed, "Han Jiyi argued for us for a few sentences, and then he was driven back to Di Dao. Wang Jingluo and Mr. Gao are looking forward to the defeat of both us and the Tubo people! ”

Hu Qianli sneered, "Then we will knock down Keno Castle, we can't let them get their wish!" ”

"We don't have a share in Fort Kono, it's the official army. As long as the camp of the last mountain pass is captured, it will be none of our business. ”

"Five more, right?"

"There's only one left!"

Xiangzi City is the gateway to Hezhou City, while Kono Fort is the gateway to Hezhou. After losing three garrison camps in a row, the Tibetans gave up the next four walled cities at once. Concentrate all the forces inside into the camp that holds the way out of the mountain pass.

Once you have passed the barracks, there is only a lone castle in the valley.

"What about reinforcements?" Hu Qianli asked, "The Tubo people won't watch us attack the camp!" ”

"Wang Sunchen will lead people to block the reinforcements coming from Keno Fort, and the camp in the mountain pass will be under our control."

Hu Qianli was about to speak, when he suddenly smelled a strong aroma of wine, and at a glance he saw Liu Yuan holding a small yellow-skinned gourd in his hand, "Is it wine?!" He asked in surprise.

"Burn the knife! Last time, it was a good reward for the Korean machine. It's a medicinal wine used in a sanatorium, and you can't get it outside. Liu Yuan dangled the gourd, the aroma of wine overflowing, and in a blink of an eye, a group of salivating drunkards were brought over.

"Bring the bowl," Liu Yuan patted the gourd, "Drink it." ”

A small gourd of liquor was distributed among the many brothers. The order to dispatch also arrived. Guang Rui, who had only 200 people left, gathered on the mountain road and looked at the mountain pass in the distance.

"Hu Si!"

Hu Qianli turned around when he heard the sound, Liu Yuan pointed to his left arm, which was tied with a white cloth belt, which was very eye-catching in the moonlight.

Hu Qianli looked sideways at his left arm and laughed: "Ah, I forgot." ”

Take out the strip of white cloth and wrap it firmly around your upper arm. He lifted the longbow and said to Liu Yuan: "I've been waiting for a long time!" ”

Liu Yuan raised his eyes to look at the mountain pass under the moonlight, the fortress that was only a hundred steps up and down reflected the moonlight, and he sneered: "Yes, don't let the master wait for a long time!" ”