Liang Xiao and Zhao Yingqi lay side by side behind a boulder, observing the Minyue army camp several miles away with clairvoyance. In the center of the camp, Jing Zhao's battle flag was faintly recognizable, just as Liang Xiao had seen before.

"Jing Zhao's camp is very solid." Liang Xiao praised. He heard Huan Yuan evaluate the generals of Minyue, and Jing Zhao's characteristic is that he rarely makes mistakes. This man may not be brave enough, not smart enough, but he is very practical and there are few obvious flaws.

Zhao Yingqi put down her clairvoyance, and her eyes showed disappointment. "Then we don't have a chance?"

"Originally, it wasn't, but His Royal Highness King Qin was unwilling to cooperate, and we really didn't have much chance." Liang Xiao stopped suddenly, stretched out his hand and signaled Zhao Yingqi not to speak, and listened attentively. After a while, he laughed: "Your Highness, a guest is here." ”

Zhao Yingqi immediately became nervous. He knew that Liang Xiao's so-called guests were not real guests, but scouts of the Minyue army. They have sneaked into the vicinity of Jingzhao's camp and penetrated into the range of the alert, and it is a high probability that they will be discovered.

"What then?"

"It's okay, it's just a small team of people, and we can handle it." Liang Xiao reached out and took the bow from Beta's hand, his fingers plucked, and the strings hummed. Xia Ya took a pot of arrows, helped Liang Xiao tie it around her waist, and nodded, "Master, let's go and have a look." ”

"Well, be careful." Liang Xiao nodded, and grinned at Zhao Yingqi again. "Your Highness, rest assured, I am here with Your Highness."

Although Zhao Yingqi was still a little nervous, he still laughed, and there was some strange excitement in his heart. He has heard a lot of Liang Xiao's legend, but he doesn't have many opportunities to see Liang Xiao in action, maybe he can get his wish today.

"They're in battle too?"

"As I said, they're not ordinary women, they're Amazonian warriors, and they're better at killing than serving."

Zhao Yingqi looked at Beta and Xia who were flexibly climbing between the mountains. The color of envy overflows the face. These two exotic women are not only good-looking, slim figures, but also have a good kung fu, which is simply a rare stunner. He looked at the riding and archery kung fu of these two, and they were only performing martial arts at that time, but he didn't expect them to be able to actually fight.

Beta and Thea climbed up to the top on both sides. He took off his bow and mounted his arrows.

Alexander and a few of the rangers had already found a place to lay down, holding their breath but calmly, like a cheetah ready to attack. Zhao Yingqi looked at it in his eyes and was envious. There are also many guards around him, and he can be regarded as elite in Panyu, but compared with the subordinates around Liang Xiao, it is obviously a grade lower.

After a while. Under the cover of each other, the two Minyue scouts came over with their probes probed. They were dressed in bamboo armor and barefoot, one with a bamboo bow and an arrow on his back, and the other with a spear. They were very careful, stopped to look around after taking two steps, and kept their voices down to study each other. Something is not right.

Zhao Yingqi raised his head in surprise, and suddenly found that his eyes were empty. Except for a few people around him, Liang Xiao's parts were gone. Even Beta, who he watched climb the cliff, is gone. He carefully identified it for a long time before he saw a vague figure behind a boulder.

It turns out that these people have hidden themselves, blending in with their surroundings, and it is extremely difficult to spot.

Zhao Yingqi looked back at Liang Xiao, his eyes full of admiration. He pointed to those people. Thumbs up again.

Liang Xiao smiled. At this point, he doesn't need to be modest, the training requirements of the Liang family's troops are already strict, and these dozen or so people are the elite of the elite, and it is not too much to say that they are special forces in this world. A few months in South Vietnam. Their jungle tactics were already in no way inferior to those of the real South Vietnamese. If it weren't for that, how could he dare to fight with Zhao Yingqi. With their protection, he can run away even if he can't win.

In the Qin and Han dynasties, the army was still dominated by compulsory soldiers, and farmers who farmed the land took up arms to defend their families and the country after a year of county training. After being a guard for a year, they were discharged from the army and returned home, unless there were special circumstances, they were mainly farming. There are a small number of recruits, who take serving as soldiers as their profession and are professional soldiers in this era, but their personal skills and tactics are mainly trained by themselves, and the army is mainly responsible for tactics such as formation and coordination.

Generally speaking, these are not professional soldiers in the true sense of the word, and even if they are recruited, they have to be engaged in affairs such as tuntian and business. However, the Liang family is a real professional soldier, since they are not fighting, these people do not farm, and they conduct normal training every day. The difference between them and ordinary non-commissioned soldiers is the difference between professional soldiers and conscripts.

This kind of thing can only be done by Liang Xiao, and the daily training of Huan Yuan and Zhong Li, regardless of the investment of blood, is indispensable.

Zhao Yingqi saw the power of these people, which showed that he still had a vision.

Just when Zhao Yingqi was amazed by the strength of the Liang family's troops, more and more Minyue scouts walked into the ambush circle. Zhao Yingqi's face gradually changed. Liang Xiao only said that there were guests, but he didn't say how many people there were, and now it seems that there are too many of them, at least more than fifty.

And Zhao Yingqi and Liang Xiao only brought twenty followers.

Zhao Yingqi looked at Liang Xiao. Liang Xiao remained silent and signaled Zhao Yingqi to be calm and restless. Zhao Yingqi didn't dare to make a noise, so she had to hold her breath to see how Liang Xiao coped.

Liang Xiao closed his eyes slightly, motionless.

Suddenly, he jumped up, rushed out of his hiding place, and ran towards the Minyue scouts. As his body moved, he reached out and pulled out four arrows from his quiver, one of which was pulled on the string and three between his fingers. Almost in the blink of an eye, the strings sounded continuously, and four arrows were shot, followed by four more arrows, and the bow was drawn again.

Zhao Yingqi was stunned. He had seen many people shoot arrows, but it was the first time he had seen someone shoot arrows so fast. In less than two breaths, Liang Xiao shot eight arrows.

Zhao Yingqi didn't know how many people Liang Xiao had shot, he only knew that since Liang Xiao rushed out, the screams of the Minyue people had not stopped.

Liang Xiao's arrow was an order, a war drum, and almost at the same time, ten Liang family members, including Beta and Xia, attacked.

Beta and other archers who occupied the high place kept waving and shooting continuously, and more than ten Minyue scouts responded with arrows.

Tu Niu Er and Pang Shuo drew their swords and roared and rushed down the hillside. Tu Niu'er had a short knife in his left hand and a long knife in his right hand, and the knife flashed continuously, stabbing the two Minyue people who came up to the ground. Pang Shuo picked up the long knife and killed three people in one breath. One of them was cut in two by him, fell to the ground, looked at his lower body, and let out a terrible scream.

And Liang Xiao, who they want to protect, is following behind them, going down to the mountain and killing the Minyue people. A short distance of more than 100 steps. He shot half of his quiver. He didn't have a fixed direction of shooting, one arrow to the east and one arrow to the west, and it looked completely disorganized. But as far as Zhao Yingqi can see, almost wherever Liang Xiao's arrow goes, one person will fall to the ground, and almost never missed.

In a matter of moments, more than half of the Minyue scouts were down, and they were overwhelmed.

Zhao Yingqi was enthusiastic. He pulled out the war knife that Liang Xiao gave him, and rushed out with a strange scream.

The guards around him did not dare to slack off, and they also rushed out of the hiding place one after another.

Seeing the enemy rushing from the hillsides on all sides, the Minyue scouts quickly collapsed. They threw away their weapons, fell to their knees, kowtowed and begged for mercy.

The battle had just begun, and Zhao Yingqi hadn't even rushed down the hillside, and the victory had already been decided. The Minyue army suffered heavy casualties. Only a dozen people were left kneeling on the side of the road, their faces as pale as dirt. Sweating coldly.

"Your Highness is so brave." Liang Xiao walked over and laughed. "It's just a little slower."

"It's not that I'm slow." Zhao Yingqi's face flushed, and he argued: "It's you who are too fast." ”

Liang Xiao nodded. "Your Highness is right. I haven't killed anyone for too long, and I'm a little excited. I'll be waiting for you next time. ”

"Hahaha......" Zhao Yingqi laughed. He was originally a little worried, but after watching the scene just now, he was full of confidence. With Liang Xiao by his side, he will definitely be able to build a miracle. He has grown so big, he has seen more generals, when has he ever seen such a fight.

Although it was easy to win, after all, it was in danger. Liang Xiao didn't stay long, preparing to retreat. Food was scarce, and he didn't expect to rebel against these Minyue scouts, so he simply gave the order. "Cut off their ears, send a message to Jing Zhao, and tell him that I, Liang Xiao, are here again."

"Whoa!" A ranger boy answered, pulled out a short knife and walked over, grabbed the ear of a Minyue scout, and raised the knife in his hand.

The Minyue scout screamed in pain, wah-wow-wow. Liang Xiao didn't understand it very well, and he didn't plan to listen to it, but the interpreter next to Zhao Yingqi suddenly changed his expression, and immediately stopped the ranger who was about to cut off the other ear, rushed to Liang Xiao's side and said, "Junhou, he said that there is a situation." ”

"Is there a situation?" Liang Xiao was puzzled. "What's the situation?"

The interpreter didn't bother to say more, rushed to the prisoner's side, and shouted and asked. After a while, he came back, his face full of joy.

"There is a batch of baggage that is being transported from the north of Liangshan and is about to arrive at the Jingzhao camp."

Liangshan is the mountain range where Liang Xiao and others are located, and it is the dividing line between Minyue and South Vietnam. Shannan is Nanyue, and Shanbei is Minyue. Zhao Guang fought half of the battle, not only failed to attack the city and plunder the land, but allowed Jing Zhao to invade the territory of South Vietnam, which shows that he really didn't care.

When Liang Xiao heard this, he immediately exchanged a look with Zhao Yingqi, and then laughed evilly.

"Your Highness?"

"Prince?"

The two of them understood, stretched out their hands, slapped their palms, clasped each other tightly, shook them vigorously, and then quickly disappeared into the jungle.

In order to prevent the leakage of the news, all the Minyue scouts had their necks cut.

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In the camp of the Minyue Army, Jing Zhao followed his face and walked past the corpses lined up.

Fifty-three corpses, fifty-three scouts, one is not less, it is the vanguard he sent out not long ago to clear the Liangshan Trail. There was a baggage about to arrive, and he had to ensure the safety of the road, so he sent a team of more than 50 people to clean it up, but he didn't expect them all to be killed.

The officers of the Chinese army were very nervous. Being able to easily kill more than 50 people without alarming the soldiers of the large battalion who were close at hand, the strength of these people is inevitably too strong. A strong opponent is not terrible, what is terrible is that you don't know how strong the opponent is at all.

How many people are there on the other side? According to common sense, it should not be less, otherwise it would be impossible to kill so many people. But it can't be too much, too much, it's impossible not to alarm the Minyue army in the big camp.

This contradiction has left many people puzzled.

Jing Zhao walked back and forth twice, some gray eyebrows were twisted into pimples, and there was a faint uneasiness in his eyes.

"General?" Jing Zhao's second son, Sima Jingping, who was with the army, walked over and asked in a low voice, "Did you find anything?" ”

Jing Zhao glanced at him, pointed to the corpse on the ground, then took two steps, pointed to another, and then took a few more steps, and pointed to another. Jing Ping followed one by one and looked over, and suddenly his heart was shocked. All of them were killed by arrows, and the positions of the arrows were all surprisingly consistent, either in the heart or in the throat. At a cursory glance, there are at least a dozen people like this.

"Archer?"

"I'm afraid it's not just the archers." Jing Zhao waved his hand and walked back to the big tent. Jing Ping followed, and Jing Zhao glanced back at him. Jingping understood and took the tent door with him. The big tent darkened, and Jingping's heart also darkened. He knew that the opponent who could make his father so nervous was by no means an ordinary opponent.

"Do you remember your master Huan Yuan?"

Jing Ping was also one of Huan Yuan's disciples back then, although he was only a name, Huan Yuan did not teach them real vocal skills, but he was very impressed by Huan Yuan. Jingping immediately understood what his father meant. "You mean, my master...... Got here? ”

"It may be your master Huanyuan, or it may be your senior brother Liang Xiao." Jing Zhao walked to the desk and sat down, stretched out his hand and pinched his eyebrows, worried. "Your master is in Yuzhang, and your senior brother is in Panyu, both of them may appear here. However, the biggest possibility is your master. If Wang Hui commands the troops and goes down the river, your master is likely to accompany him. ”

"Impossible." Jingping subconsciously shouted: "If they appear here, wouldn't it mean that the western defense line has collapsed?" ”

"Your senior brother is on an envoy in Panyu, how can he appear here?"

Jingping was speechless. It does sound like this, Liang Xiao, as an envoy, is unlikely to appear here. However, to say that the Han army broke through the western defense line and had penetrated deep into the hinterland of Minyue, he did not believe it.

Jing Zhao obviously didn't believe it either. The father and son looked at each other, both feeling a little incredible. In the end, it was Jing Zhao who broke the silence.

"Whoever it is, they're a threat. Your master's way of using soldiers is so clever that I can't do it. Your senior brother is also a master of the younger generation, and he is even more cunning than your master. I still can't forget the battle outside Huiji City. We can't be careless, Ping'er, we immediately retreat and retreat to Zhangpu. ”

"Abandon the south of Liangshan?" Jingping was a little reluctant. "This is the only result we have left so far, and if we lose it again, the minister will be very unhappy."

"It's better to be unhappy than to die." Jing Zhao made a decision. "If there is only Zhao Guang, we can still deal with it, and if there is only your master or senior brother, we can also deal with it. Now that they may join forces, I am not sure, it is safer to retreat to the Zhangpu camp. Ping'er, you go and inform the baggage, you don't need to transport it here, return to Zhangpu and stand by. ”

Jingping didn't dare to slack off, and bowed down in response-

(To be continued.) )