Lin Chong grabbed the reins of the horse, the horse stood in the wind, and let out a long neigh, he saw the traces on the yellow sand, his heart was happy, and he admired it, "Brother Wu, you are right, the Liao people really take this road." ”

Shi was stopping on the horse to drink, and when he heard Lin Chong's words, he threw the wine jar, stroked his sleeves, and said with red eyes, "Big brother, let's go, my hands are already itchy, let's go kill a few Liao dogs to have fun." ”

"Okay." Wu Song took out the Longquan knife, "Later, the stone will be responsible for the fight, Brother Lin, you will be responsible for covering, after I save people, retreat immediately, don't fight." ”

"Okay." The two of them clenched the weapons in their hands, rode side by side, and disappeared at the end of the yellow sand.

Along the traces on the yellow sand, the three of them tracked all the way to a sand dune, the cold wind howled, the sun was dusk, the basil fell, the weeds withered, the three of them had come to the border of the Liao, Jin and Song dynasties, where the Liao and Song dynasties had been disputed for hundreds of years, the rolling yellow sand did not know how many soldiers on the border had swallowed up, the halberd sank into the sand, it could be called the land of tigers and wolves.

The three of them stopped in front of the sand dune, Wu Song's brows furrowed, he heard the sound of gold and iron faintly coming out of the dune, in the case of the enemy and me, if Jin Liao's army was fighting, even if the three wanted to escape, they couldn't avoid the enemy's sword.

After thinking for a moment, Wu Song made a gesture to lurk forward, and Lin Chong and the others were stunned for a moment, but they didn't react. The stone asked, "Big brother, what are you comparing to this?" ”

Wu Song patted his head, he unconsciously used the sign language in the organization, Lin Chong and the others naturally didn't understand, he could only explain, "This is a sign language in my hometown, which means walking slowly, try not to let others find out our whereabouts." The two were relieved.

Wu Song didn't talk nonsense, holding the reins with both hands, and as soon as his feet clamped the horse's belly, the horse walked quietly on the sand like a rattlesnake in the desert. Stones, Lin Chong is even better, they control their speed and approach behind the sand dunes.

The sound of killing became louder and louder, mixed with the language that the three of them could not understand, and the three of them glanced at each other, it seemed that these people were either Jin people or Liao people, they clenched their respective weapons and increased their vigilance.

The three horses unconsciously approached the sand dune, and as soon as Wu Song and the three of them pulled the reins, the horses stopped. They could already see behind the dunes, a large natural basin, about a hundred feet wide.

The sound of gold and iron came from here. Sure enough, a skirmish was taking place here. In the middle of the basin, a group of infantry with swords and shields huddled together, using their shields to defend against the cavalry archers who fired arrows around them, and some men in different clothes with sabers surrounded them, and the swords in their hands fell, splashing large patches of blood.

Judging from the clothing and appearance, it should be the Liao people who are surrounded, and the soldiers and horses on the periphery must be the soldiers and horses of the Jin State. The centaurs in the middle, all of them seemed to be guarding a delicate carriage in the middle, and soldiers stood on the wheels to prevent the golden man's hidden arrows. Inside the carriage, there seemed to be a shadow floating.

Seeing this scene, Wu Song's originally calm mind suddenly became hot, and he only had time to say, "Action." Then he slapped his horse and killed the golden people on the periphery.

The stone, which had long been uncontrollable, went out at almost the same time as Wu Song, and there was an angry roar, like a thunder in the desert, and the Jin and Liao people were stunned at the same time.

Lin Chong, who was good at kung fu immediately, had already galloped his horse, his leopard's eyes were wide open, and the Zhangba snake spear had already penetrated into the chest of a cavalry archer, and the tip of the spear was raised, and the golden man flew out like a sack and hit another cavalry archer, who turned over and fell off his horse and ate a mouthful of yellow sand.

Wu Song's horse rushed straight to the center of the basin, and the Jin people had already reacted, and some of the infantry held the horse chopping sabers, bent down and squatted, and waved the horse chopping sabers in their hands, they actually wanted to cut off the horse's feet. Wu Song on the horse sneered, pulled the reins, slapped the horse's buttocks, and the horse's front feet immediately knocked over a golden soldier on the periphery, Wu Song jumped off the horse, and stepped on his neck, the man's head was not in the yellow sand, and he couldn't live anymore.

The stone was not as alert as Wu Song, he was cut off by the Jin soldiers on the feet of the horse under the seat, the horse neighed in pain, the horse leaned forward, the stone was thrown off the horse, and several people nearby hurriedly waved the horse chopping knife, and the blade beckoned to him. But the horse insect on the stone, the horse is a fierce tiger when dismounting, the two snowflake ring knives are flying in turn, the horse chopping knife has been blocked, the stone falls on one knee, and when he stands up, the eyes that look at Jin Bing are already full of killing intent.

With the strength of one person, Lin Chong almost chased those cavalry archers, bending the spearhead like a snake, which was already stained with blood.

Wu Song killed a golden soldier, and the nearby golden soldiers immediately swung their swords, the blade flashed brightly under the yellow sun, and seven or eight white blades slashed at him. He didn't have the slightest look of fear, he didn't retreat but advanced, the knife flashed, and before the four or five people in front of him could react, they had already been knocked over by Wu Song, and there was a blood mark on his neck. The chopping knife was cut into the air, Wu Song reflexively stabbed, and the Longquan knife penetrated through the back of a golden soldier, and a blood-red color immediately appeared on the yellow sand.

In Wu Song's eyes, the movements of these golden men are as slow as snails, and he is clothed in strong waves, like a fast boat in the waves, with turbid waves on both sides, the difference is that the color of these waves is blood red.

In the encirclement, a Liao man who was struggling to resist the Jin soldiers noticed Wu Song, he looked big-eared, a pair of eagle eyes were not intimidating and angry, holding a long-handled battle axe in his hand, and the bright light armor was dazzling, this person was either a general or handsome, but at this time he was pointing to the battle axe, fighting on the front line, this alone is enough to prove that this person is a hot-blooded man, not a man who is greedy for life and afraid of death.

He looked at the sudden Wu Song and the three of them, and was surprised and happy in his heart, surprised that the kung fu of the three of them was so high, and he was happy that the originally dangerous situation had finally taken a turn for the better.

Among the cavalry archers who were fighting with Lin Chong, a golden general with an iron hook gun suddenly said something, and the cavalry archers beside him suddenly stopped running away, and turned to meet Lin Chong, who was chasing behind, which was tantamount to a moth to a fire, and Lin Chong's snake spear was stained with blood again.

But because these people were not afraid of life and death, that person temporarily got rid of Lin Chong and rode towards Wu Song. While controlling the horse under him, he picked up his hemp-backed bow and took out a carved arrow in the quiver, which pointed directly at the Liao man holding a battle axe on the periphery.

An arrow shot out and hit one of the man's arms, and the man roared angrily, and the Liao soldiers around him hurriedly protected him with their shields. But the man did not flinch, broke the tail of the arrow, took up the battle axe with his uninjured hand, slashed at a golden man, and continued the battle. Seeing that this person was so brave, the soldiers next to him all had expressions of looking at death as if they were at home, and their fighting spirit was high again.