The sound of the Tartars stunned all the people for a while, and the Tartars who swooped down from the mountains roared through the village, and the people who ran into the streets in panic were dragged by long knives, and with the momentum of their horses, they were decapitated without difficulty.

Despite the small force that had sneaked up on the mountain paths, the Tartars maintained the habit of attacking their opponents on the steppe, and did not rush into every house to loot their property, but rushed by, with the help of a fierce momentum, breaking the enemy's formation and dismissing all the enemy's courage to resist.

The small village had received information in advance that there were no officers and soldiers stationed there, and the purpose of their crossing the village was to prevent the villagers from escaping.

However, the Tartars who rushed to the front quickly swept to the entrance of the village, and were stunned to find hundreds of officers and soldiers standing there in full array, with bows and arrows drawn and arrows as dense as a forest.

But they had no time to analyze why a group of officers and soldiers suddenly appeared in the village, and the men of the fire sieve were the most fierce in Tatar Mongolia, and this thousand-man team sent to grab food was even more brave and good at fighting, and when they were slightly stunned, they screamed and swooped down with their weapons and weapons.

The Tartars who saw the situation here behind all rushed to the horse, while picking up their bows and arrows, the Mongols were good at riding and shooting, and they were very skilled in opening their bows and arrows immediately, and they had entered the state of attack in a moment's effort.

Seeing this situation, Yang Ling knew that he could not delay any longer, there were no four hundred healthy horses hidden in the village, in order to hide people's eyes, this army of officers and soldiers were all foot soldiers, and a rain of arrows could only be stopped for a moment, if they were rushed into the formation by the Tartars, they were afraid that hundreds of people would have to die here.

This place is so close to Datong, and there is the Great Wall in front of it, and the Tartars have not yet appeared in this area, coupled with the fact that Boyan's main force turned to attack Pingshun and Hukou, Yang Ling never imagined that a stream of Tartars would suddenly appear on Fang Mountain, this is really a praying mantis catching cicadas and yellow finches behind.

If the Tartars want to bypass the Great Wall and raid the rear, they can only sneak and sneak between the mountains and mountains where the Great Wall has not yet been built, but it is extremely difficult to move there, and the army is not allowed to pass at all, and these thousand men are already the limit.

As soon as he thought of this, Yang Ling weighed it in his heart, and he immediately shouted: "No matter the official thief, they are all Han people, it is their duty to catch thieves, and it is our duty to kill criminals. ”

The bowstring was noisily, and Yang Ling gave an order, and the four hundred archers immediately turned the direction of the arrows, and a burst of eagle arrows shot towards the frantically pounced Tartar.

The galloping Tartars fell off their horses, and several stocky Mongolian horses with arrows on their backs turned around and fled with a scream, their dead bodies still hooked in the stirrups dragging a bloody streak in the snow and ice.

Yang Ling saw more than a thousand iron horsemen in the village swarming over, but his heart became extremely calm, although he almost never personally carried a knife on the battlefield, but he saw a lot of battles, and now hundreds of guards are obedient, he must protect the lives of his brothers, this is his responsibility.

Yang Ling's eyes swept and shouted: "The entrance to the village is narrow, which is not conducive to the Tartar cavalry to rush, the imperial guard got on his horse and blocked the intersection for me, and the rest of the men and horses immediately retreated to Baishan Mountain and defended the mountain!" ”

After a brief period of astonishment, the courage of the Ouchi guards had already returned, and when they heard this, they immediately saddled their horses and brandished their long-handled knives towards the intersection. Liu Dabang's usual official tone, at this time, he was excited, and the Laiyang accent of his hometown in Shandong came out: "Qin'er, I said his grandmother, why did so many dazzling tartars slip out of these six ditches?" ”

As he spoke, he picked up the iron rod and was about to get on the horse, but Wu Hanchao grabbed him and shouted, "What are you doing?" It is to kill a thousand Tartars, if the adults make a mistake, you have no place to cry, and escort the adults to retreat to Baishan Mountain! ”

He had been led away once, and almost killed Yang Ling, so he naturally guarded Yang Ling tightly at this time, not daring to leave an inch. The people at the entrance of the village turned over on their horses, and the fight was inextricable, the Tartars relied on the fast horses to collide, and the force was in a hurry, and the twenty guards guarding the entrance of the village relied on their martial arts, and there were fans next to them who kept releasing arrows to support, and they could resist for the time being, but Yang Hu and the others were still standing in place with hesitant expressions, and Wu Hanchao was afraid that they would burst out and hurt people, so he stared at them with his eyes tightly, and did not dare to slack off.

The red lady glanced at the calm Yang Ling, threw away the wooden board in her hand and walked to her horse a few steps, got on the horse, raised the steel knife in her hand, and said crisply: "The surname Yang, I hope you remember this sentence, no matter the official thief, they are all Han people, we will kill the Tartar first." ”

She glanced at Yang Hu, Yang Hu looked at the murderous Tartar who was constantly pouring in, and then looked at Yang Ling who was close at hand, still hesitating, Cui Ying'er couldn't help but shout angrily: "Boss, personal grievances will be counted later, Tartar is the enemy of all Han people, what are you hesitating about?" ”

She glared at Yang Hu angrily, grabbed the horse's belly, and rushed towards the entrance of the village, Fifth Uncle Huo was afraid that his niece would be lost, so he also floated up when he saw this, like a big eagle whirling on his horse's back, shook the horse's reins, pursed his lips and let out a sharp roar, and rushed towards the tartar.

Seeing this, Yang Hu paused and said, "Get on the horse and kill the Tartar!" ”

When six or seven bandits heard the boss's words, they immediately mounted their horses and rushed to the entrance of the village. The red lady is exquisite, all by her legs to control the horse, such as the arm to make the fingers, advance and retreat freely, equestrian is more skilled than the perennial riding of the Mongolian people, she has a steel knife in her hand up and down, in an instant three or four Tartars have been cut under the horse, Cui Yinger led the horse forward, fell into the enemy formation, blocked the four unmanned horses, shouted to the rear: "The officers and soldiers with good equestrian skills come over two, take the horse and kill the Tartar!" ”

When the officers and soldiers saw that a woman was also so brave, they immediately aroused their competitive spirit, and immediately four officers and soldiers hung up their bows and swords, grabbed their saddles, and got on their horses. The Tartar drove the horse wildly, and the whistling sound turned into a loud roar, only to hear the bowstring roaring, the arrow roared piercingly, and the Tartar also opened his bow and released the arrow to shoot back, and the three-edged wolf's tooth arrow roared, easily shooting through the light armor and penetrating into the human body.

I don't know which hard archer with superior arm strength must have made a three-stone bow, and an arrow slanted into the ribs of a Ouchi guard who had just killed two Tartars, took him out of his horse, and slammed him to the ground with more than a foot of slamming.

Yang Ling's eyes were split, and he roared: "Release the arrows, release the arrows, suppress them!" ”

Another rain of arrows fell, and the men and horses of both sides continued to fall from their horses, and the warriors who were still alive turned into a puddle of mud under the horses' hooves in an instant. At some point, more than 20 men with firearms began to shoot at the Tartars, taking the houses on both sides as cover.

Bang bang a series of sounds, the smoke of gunpowder suddenly filled the entrance of the village, the war horse that lost the control of the master was frightened by the harsh sound of the sound of the beetle and ran in all directions, the Tartar brave mostly relied on horsepower, the war horse was in chaos, and the formation was suddenly disrupted, and the morale was also discharged.

Yang Ling stared nervously at the entrance of the village, and found that although the martial arts of those inner guards were high, they were far inferior to those habitual bandits, they were simply slashing and smashing, accompanied by a loud roar, and the horses in their hands were swirling and dancing, and one of the two sides within three knives must fall off the horse in the sonorous impact.

And those inner guards practice kung fu are all flickering and moving, there are real and virtual skills, if they fight alone, in addition to Yang Hu, Red Lady and Huo Wuye, few of these horse thieves can walk under them, but the battle array kills the enemy, their fighting style is more fierce and effective.

Yang Ling couldn't help but feel a move in his heart, if our army can practice such a simple and effective chopping technique, and abandon unrealistic showmanship, it will not be difficult to train, and the improvement of combat power will be rapid and effective.

The rear team of 200 fans has begun to retreat to Baishan Mountain in a hurry, Wu Hanchao said: "My lord, hurry up and retreat to Baishan Mountain, if you don't go, the brothers dare not retreat, someone has rushed to the city to report the news, let's go to the mountain to guard the small half, reinforcements will come!" ”

To rely on Wu Hanchao, I can't wait to let Yang Ling ride a fast horse and flee back to the city alone, but the marshal in the battle will flee first, and there will be no need to lead troops in the future, Yang Ling will not agree, and this Ming army has few cavalry, if the Tartar is shrewd, he can see that he is a big man, and it is better to ride and chase after him, it is better to go up the mountain and wait for reinforcements.

Yang Ling nodded, and after getting on the horse, he ordered a hundred households: "The foot soldiers retreat in turn, quickly avoid Baishan Mountain, and the horse pawns are delayed, be sure to guard the entrance of the village!" ”

As soon as he said this, the shadow was like lightning, and a five-foot-long javelin roared, Wu Han shouted: "Be careful", the sword in his hand desperately stopped, "click", the sword blade and the javelin rubbed a string of sparks, the javelin changed direction, and the "poof" was inserted into the ice and snow in front of Yang Ling's horse, more than a foot into the ground, and the tail of the gun was buzzing and trembling, this force was really terrifying.

Although the sword in Wu Hanchao's hand was skillfully unloaded, it was still broken by this huge force, and the tiger's mouth was numb for a while, Yang Ling and Wuhan Chao were shocked into a cold sweat when they saw this might, and at this time the second javelin roared again, Liu Dabang mallet laughed, grabbed the iron rod of the steel in his hand, and smashed the wooden-handled javelin into two with a "clang" sound.

In the distance, several Tartars guarded a big man in animal skin, dozens of meters away, and there was a faint smoke in the air, so he couldn't see the person's appearance clearly, but Yang Ling could feel that the man was not throwing a gun indiscriminately, he had already seen that he was the leader of this Ming army.

Wu Han said in a hurry: "My lord, go, avoid Baishan Mountain." He and Liu Dabang guarded Yang Ling, turned the horse's head, and galloped in the direction of Baishan Mountain, the leader of the Tartars in the distance gave a few orders to his subordinates, and the Tartars beside him gave orders in Mongolian.

The two iron horsemen began to quickly assemble their ranks, and then went around the two sides of the village, while some of the Tartars began to dismantle the door panels of the villagers, breaking into the houses and snatching out the low tables, which were used as rudimentary shields to force the entrance of the village.

These 400 officers and soldiers are equipped with short-handled swords, and they are all first-class swordsmen in foot combat, but they are used to deal with the horse warriors who are riding horses and rushing wildly, and they are bound to be defeated.

The hundred households stood on a boulder, although his heart was like a drum, but he still shouted: "Go up the mountain immediately, hold all the intersections, reinforcements will arrive soon, hurry, hurry up the mountain!" ”

The fans raised their spirits, climbed up the mountain along the snow slope, the oncoming slope was not steep, and the healthy horses could also go up, Yang Ling rode a horse to the halfway up the mountain and looked back, only to see the snowy field, the three-way cavalry was chasing from behind, on both sides was the Tartar who was chasing around the village, the two-mile road became three miles, the foot was farther, and the middle of the road was in front of the guards and Yang Hu who abandoned and fled back, and the main force of the Tartars was reluctant to bite it.

Yang Hu fled all the way and was angry all the way, this damn call it back, I knew that it was better not to come, maybe I could get rid of this thorn in the eye with the help of Tartar's hand.

Now it's good, although his brothers sometimes go down the mountain to rob the people, and the officers and soldiers are mortal enemies, but they are more disgusted and hateful to the Tartars, and they have an instinctive sense of racial rejection. Besides, his wife has already rushed up, and the people in the Cui family's old village will definitely not leave, and they can't leave if they want to.

In order to plunder quickly, the Tartars transported the grain and grass back before the officers and soldiers heard the news, and the thousands of soldiers sent were all good horses, and they chased a horsetail and horsetail with Yang Hu and others.

There were only twelve or thirteen of the twenty guards left, and two of the Bazhou horse thieves were also killed, and the Tartars could be chased, striking left and right, and the blood-stained steel knives wielded by Yang Hu, Red Lady and others slashed left and right, fighting while fleeing.

The red lady killed the fire, the saber in her hand turned into an arc of cold light, urging the mount, the sword wind whistling and rolling in all directions, killing a bloody road, and the corner of her eye caught a glimpse of the left and right Tartars howling and pounced, and now if you leave the Ming army and flee, you can only fall into the encirclement and die, and they have no choice but to gallop to the white mountain.

The Tartar chased closer and closer, and a Tartar grabbed the front of them, twisted the reins violently, and with a sound of "Hum~~", a cold light swept through the air, and the long knife slashed down in the air as swift as lightning, slashing at the head of the Red Lady with extreme force.

Cui Ying'er was shocked, the horse was very fast, it was too late to stop the horse, and the hooves behind her were like thunder, and the chasing soldiers were crowded, she lifted the reins of the horse, urged the crotch mount to slide two steps sideways, and the single knife in her hand was also raised at this moment.

The two horses staggered in an instant, Cui Ying'er and the horses were one, and the knife slapped heavily on the horse's stock, but the man shook on the horse, and fell to the ground, and his head was immediately stepped into the snow by the hooves of a war horse with a large bowl mouth that he had no time to avoid, but there was no reaction at all.

The red lady turned the horse to the side, only delayed for a moment, the two horses behind her had already caught up, and the sharp sword of the cold also followed the shadow, and the more than 20 healthy horses galloped all the way to Baishan Mountain, separated from each other by the land of the two horses, even the nearest Yang Hu and Huo Wushu were not rescued.

Huo Lao Wu shouted: "Ying'er be careful, behind you!" ”

Cui Ying'er suddenly hid in a kick, slashed the air with two knives, and the three horses were already riding side by side, her body swept under the belly of the galloping horse very flexibly, and came out from the other side, turning over to the horse's back like a fish swimming against the horse's body, and at the same time, most of her body leaned out of the horse's back, and grabbed the rib crack of the tartar with a knife.

When Bai Mountaineering arrived, Yang Ling peeked at the opportunity on the mountain and shouted: "Release the arrow!" ”

A row of sharp arrows dodged the guards and Yang Hu and others who were in the front, and shot down a group of Tartars who were behind them, Yang Hu and others took the opportunity to speed up the mountain, and the few Tartars who followed behind did not dare to go up the mountain alone, and suddenly slowed down their horses and watched them go up the mountain.

Yang Hu and the others rushed to the mountain, holding down the horse breathlessly, looking up at Yang Ling, the expressions of both sides were a little weird, just now they were your life-and-death opponents, but now they want to fight the same enemy and defend against foreign enemies, but they are enemies and not friends who fight side by side, and that kind of mood is really difficult to express.

Yang Hu and Yang Ling looked at each other, their moods were very complicated, Yang Hu did not speak, and silently stood behind the mountain pass where the archers were standing nervously with his own people, sat on the horse, closed his eyes, and took a long breath of relief.

The red lady looked at Yang Hu and then at Yang Ling, and couldn't help but hold a wry smile on her lips.

Yang Ling looked nervously at the bottom of the mountain, the people and horses under the mountain were crowded, and the stars in the center surrounded the big man in the animal skin, although he was going over the mountains and mountains to pretend to be robbers, there were still people behind him with a banner.

Regarding the strength of the Tatar tribes and the relationship between them, through the information sent by Han Lin, Yang Ling already knew something, although there was no text on this flag, it was just a totem, and he could see some of the doorways. Boyan Khan is a direct descendant of Genghis Khan's golden family, and the banner he plays is a wolf as a totem, and this banner is a fiery red flying eagle.

Yang Ling couldn't help but change color slightly, this is the most elite army in Tatar, not a small tribe that took advantage of the fire to rob and steal into the border pass to loot, if they looted the property and returned immediately, if the general who led the team was not stupid, he immediately ordered to attack the mountain, how long could the soldiers who each carried only one pot of arrows be able to resist?

He turned his head to look into the distance, the snow was vast, and the reinforcements were still nowhere to be seen, Yang Ling's heart sank, and his face became solemn. The general under the mountain is the fire sieve subordinate Sola Di, and one of his soldiers presents a crossbow and a short fire gun that is not very useful on the battlefield from the hands of the dead Ming army, and Sora Di looked at the bow and crossbow that is much better made compared with the bow and crossbow used by the border army, and then picked up the rare short fire gun and looked at it, and the corner of his mouth showed a smug smile.

He looked up to the sky and laughed and said: "God bless Tumutemong, this Ming army is by no means an ordinary border army, their leader must be a big man, the Great Khan of Boyan is now very dissatisfied with the Goljin Banner, and all tribes are doubting the courage of our banner master, if we can kill the big man of the Ming army, the prestige of the fire screen will revive the desert steppe."

Sora raised his saber and shouted: "Warriors, the mountain is an important leader of the Ming army, killing him will be more glorious than taking thousands of cattle and sheep, their reinforcements will arrive soon, for the honor and survival of the tribe, we will rush up and kill them!" ”

Shouting like thunder, the Tartars clamored, the brigade of men and horses under the order of Sola Di, desperately rushed to the mountain, the arrows rained down, the Tartars also continued to fire arrows back, for a while the sky was full of arrows, and people kept screaming and falling to the ground, and the two hundred households nervously urged the soldiers to suppress the attack of the Tartars.

However, only the dense rain of arrows could stop their attack, but the sharp arrows in the pot were one less branch, and at the same time that a corpse was dropped on the hillside, the arrows of the Ming army were also exhausted, and the two hundred households immediately made a decision, and immediately said to Yang Ling: "My lord, lead the troops to stop them, you hurry down the mountain from the other side, I believe that the reinforcements are also coming."

After speaking, the two hundred households drew their swords out of their sheaths and shouted: "Brothers, rush down, the hillside is not conducive to horse fighting, don't let them attack the mountain!" As he spoke, he ran up the hill first.

A vulture hovered in the sky and let out a terrible chirp, and hand-to-hand combat began

The target of the Tartars is in Yang Ling, according to the judgment of Soladi, this young general who is armed with hundreds of officers and soldiers equipped with exquisite weapons must be the big man of the Ming army, maybe it is the emperor of the Ming Dynasty that the banner owner talked about, if it is really him, then even if the whole army dies here, as long as he is pulled to accompany the funeral, so what?

The enthusiastic Sola Di organized a hundred-man death squad, regardless of casualties, rushed past the Ming army's blockade and killed Yang Ling directly. The Ouchi guards also drew their swords and rushed forward, and as the war expanded, Yang Hu and the others had to face it hard.

Wu Hanchao's usual sword was broken, and he picked up a Pu knife to protect Yang Ling while fighting and retreating. The top of the mountain is uneven, the loess hills are infiltrated with rocks, and many shallow valleys and potholes have been eroded and eroded.

More and more Tartar daredevils noticed Yang Ling's special identity and flocked to him. In addition to the thousands of Tartars, more than 200 people died during the attack on the mountain, and now there are 800 elite soldiers, there are only 400 people on the mountain, although they rely on the geographical advantage, they are still killed and injured by the opponent's arrow rain More than 100 people, although everyone is desperate, they can't stop them from approaching Yang Ling at all.

Wu Hanchao and Liu Dabang mallet also fought with the Tartars, Wu Hanchao was so anxious that sweat was dripping on his forehead, he opened several Tartar weapons with a knife, turned around and yelled: "My lord, retreat, leave immediately, my subordinates can't take care of it!" As he spoke, he flew over, fighting with one arm and holding a knife in the other, staring at Yang Ling with red eyes and trying to hold Yang Ling to forcibly break out of the encirclement.

Just a few steps were pounced, and several Tatar warriors who were not afraid of death swooped over to block the way, and Wu Hanchao greatly reduced the power of the heavy Pu knife with one arm, so he had to let go of Yang Ling, and with a loud roar, he split several Tartars.

Yang Hu saw that the war was not good, and while fighting with the Tartars, he approached Cui Ying'er and whispered: "The situation is not good, the Tartars are determined to be surnamed Yang, let's go, quickly, it is too late, whether the officers and soldiers gain power or the Tartars win, there is no good fruit for us to eat!" ”

Cui Ying'er snorted coldly and said, "Where to flee?" You can't ride a horse on the top of the mountain, let's fight and retreat, Yang Ling is here, and the defenders of Datong will definitely come with their lives."

She struck a forehand knife to open the Tartar's Tuotian fork, and then made progress, a backhand knife cut off his arm, kicked him away, turned his head to look at Yang Hu, and said hurriedly: "Yang Ling is a Qincha, representing the emperor and the imperial court." He said today that he personally said in front of hundreds of officers and soldiers that if he only kills foreign criminals and ignores officials and thieves, he will never lose his word. ”

Yang Hu was angry in his heart, but it was really not appropriate to quarrel with his wife at this time, so he had to vent his anger on Tartar, and his knife skills became more and more powerful.

Cui Ying'er couldn't help but smile happily when she saw her husband so majestic, and hurriedly turned her head to see Yang Ling surrounded by more than a dozen Tartars, Wu Hanchao and Liu Dabang mallets were like crazy tigers, staggering left and right, desperately resisting, and the surrounding guards had the intention to approach, but they were slashing with the Tartars, and they were afraid that they would have a sharp knife on their necks as soon as they turned around, and they were in a hurry but couldn't help.

She hurriedly shouted, made a long shot, jumped to Yang Ling's side in a few ups and downs, grabbed his arm and scolded: "A big man, it's useless, follow me!" ”

She firmly grasped Yang Ling, turned around and fled backwards, the top of the mountain was high and low, uneven, and snow was piled up everywhere, such a terrain, she couldn't jump up with Yang Ling at all, she could only drag him to run wildly.

Cui Ying'er waved a knife to stop a few tartars, pulled him to speed up, grabbed a few steps, suddenly felt the snow under her feet, she secretly screamed in her heart, just wanted to twist her body with the help of waist force to slow down the fall, Yang Ling, who was pulling in her right hand, couldn't stop her footsteps, and had already hit her headlong, knocking her into a wrong foot, and the whole person fell into the snowdrift, Yang Ling, who was holding tightly in her right hand, couldn't let go, and fell down with her.

This is actually a deep pothole, and the snow is drifting away, and although the bottom is empty, the snow on the top can slowly seal the hole, and there is no abnormality in the slightest. This is the case when the plains are covered with heavy snowfall, and the local area calls it "ghost sealed well", and when passers-by who don't know the details of the road take a shortcut, one of them really stepped into the well and drowned.

The red lady could have stopped her body, but she was knocked down by Yang Ling, and fell to the ground more than two feet, she couldn't care about grabbing Yang Ling anymore, and hurriedly threw the knife and grabbed it around, and the rock wall that was buckled was washed and corroded by the rain and was not strong, and her body only paused, and still continued to fall down.

It was estimated that it was six or seven zhang deep, and finally caught a protruding rock. The red lady just sighed, Yang Ling's body also fell, as soon as she touched her body, Yang Ling didn't think about it, instinctively reached out to hug it, and it was able to slide over the red lady's body, and hugged her thighs with both hands.

The red lady's body fell, and she almost slipped out of her hand, but she lost her hand strength, and hurriedly grabbed the rock, and in the dark, she was shocked to find that Yang Ling was holding her a pair of thighs, and her head was on her hips, and she couldn't help but shout angrily and ashamedly: "Bastard, let go of me!" ”

Yang Lingxiao's heart was beating wildly, he felt that Cui Ying'er moved his body, and hurriedly shouted: "I can't let it go, I can't let it go, if I let it go, I will fall to death!" ”

Although this scene was embarrassing, Cui Ying'er also felt funny, and she said angrily: "I don't care if you die?" If you don't let go, I'll kick you down, what will this look like? ”

Although she was wearing a thick cotton robe, she also keenly felt the chest behind her thighs beating like a drum, and it seemed that she fell suddenly, which really scared the adult, but it was not intentionally rude, thinking of this, her heart softened, and she softened her tone and said: "You grab the cliff, don't catch me!" ”

Yang Ling was really afraid of annoying her, he settled down, clasped the red lady's plump and slender, strong and straight thighs with one hand, and probed around with the other hand, the left and right sides were empty, and the hole was a little light that could not borrow strength, and I didn't know how wide the pit was, the red lady grabbed the protruding rock, so the opposite rock wall was also sunken, tried to grab a handful, but grabbed a handful of mud and sand, and fell down the hole noisily, and the frightened Yang Ling hurriedly withdrew his hand.

In this busy work, he felt that his arm strength was not enough, and he couldn't catch the red lady, so he quickly retracted his hand and hugged it, and said dryly: "There is nothing around to grasp, don't move, I'll climb up and grab the stone."

The red lady was stunned, only to feel that Yang Ling was tightly wrapped around her suspended body, her hands were staggered to her crotch, her body surged upward, and her two thighs immediately clamped her calves, followed by her hands alternately, and she actually hugged her chest, the red lady was shocked and shouted: "What are you doing?" ”

At this time, Yang Ling's hands had already reached between her chest and abdomen, and then slid down to wrap around her slender waist, the red lady grew so big except for her husband, who had ever been so close to her, her face was flushed for a while, and she was angry and annoyed: "Bastard, stop it!" ”

Yang Ling hurriedly stopped his movements, and paused for a moment before he said: "It's not a way for me to hold it like this."

Cui Ying'er said embarrassedly: "From a fart right!" It's really a wreck, Da Ming has done his best to be an incompetent general like you! ”

Yang Ling was really afraid of annoying her, and she kicked her down the deep valley, so she had to say dryly: "Then it's okay for me to be motionless like this, right?" ”

Both of them were wearing thick clothes, and they didn't feel much on their skin, but they hugged so tightly, but it made the red lady feel very irritable, and she climbed the rock with both hands, Yang Ling hugged her waist, even if she really had the ability to pass the sky, it was not easy to kick him down, but just let him hold it, and it was really not good, the red lady said helplessly: "Don't move, I'll bring you up."

She took a breath, moved her hands, firmly clasped the rock, and then freed her arm, grabbed Yang Ling's shirt with her backhand, and said, "Let go, I'll lift you up, you can grab the rock if you reach this way."

Let go and hold herself with one arm? Yang Ling's heart jumped again, but he couldn't do it if he was holding people like this, and in desperation, Yang Ling grabbed her shirt with both hands and clenched it in his hands, and then relaxed his legs.

The red lady held her breath, raised her body with one arm up, and just moved up half a foot, she found that he was clutching his clothes with both hands, and couldn't help but turn her head with a smile and said: "I won't throw you down, and I won't let you go."

At this time, she had lifted Yang Ling to the level of herself, Yang Ling was also afraid that the heavy breathing would spray on people's faces, and she was also holding her breath, unable to see in the dark, Cui Ying'er didn't pay attention, this turn of the head, the cherry lips just slid from Yang Ling's right cheek, and touched the upper lip.

Yang Ling only felt a touch of softness and warmth and her lips were touched, and she was stunned for a moment, and realized that it was her cherry lips that slipped inadvertently, this surprise was not trivial, and she couldn't hold her breath for a long time, and her heavy breathing couldn't help but spray on the cheeks and neck of the red lady.

The sound of fighting outside has faded, or it may be an illusion.

The cave was terrifyingly quiet, and Yang Ling couldn't see the face of the red lady in the dark, he was afraid that Cui Ying'er would be angry and kill him, and his hands were even tighter, and after a long time, he heard Cui Ying'er, who had turned his head, say calmly: "Let go, you can touch a rock if you climb up with both hands now."

Her voice remained calm until the last two words, and there was a faint tremor in it.

Yang Ling didn't dare to say anything else, the two of them even tacitly never mentioned Fang Cai's accidental touch, he let go of his hand with a strong face, and slowly moved upward, first touching the back of a soft hand, Yang Ling hurriedly moved to the side, tried to firmly grasp the rock, and said with a sigh of relief: "Okay, but my arm strength is limited, I'm afraid it won't last long, and I don't know what the outcome will be outside."

Cui Ying'er said softly: "I'll give you a hand when you don't have the strength, and the only way to win or lose outside is to resign yourself to fate."

"Alas!" Yang Ling sighed, raised his head worriedly, and said: "If the reinforcements are not yet there, my people will be wiped out, and as long as the Tartars add two more stones, we will die."

When he said this, he suddenly saw a foreign object fall from the corner of his eye, and then the root of his nose was sore, and tears suddenly flowed down, and it was a stone that was not light or heavy and was smashing on the bridge of his nose.

Yang Ling was caught off guard, subconsciously reached out to wipe his face, the buckle of his other hand was slippery, his knuckles froze again, and the whole person fell down suddenly.

"I say!" Before Yang Ling could curse, he saw that the entrance of the cave was dark, and a Laiyang voice cried and howled on it: "Dashuai, why did you fall to death here?" ”

(To be continued)