The dozens of people in the bloody battle Yujiawan 3 crossed the mountain pass, and saw that there was still no movement on the hills on both sides, and these southern barbarians also became bolder, and they divided hundreds of people to walk towards the col. In this way, thousands of southern barbarians under the mountain have passed through the pass, and there is still no movement on the hills on both sides. Jian Feiyang turned his head and glanced at Chen Jianfei, and saw that he was leaning behind a mountain rock with his eyes closed, not moving. I was surprised: "Didn't the old general fall asleep?" If the Southern Barbarians continue to go like this, all the people are gone, so how can we talk about blocking them? ”

It's best not to do it. The Southern Barbarians walk their own at the bottom of the mountain, and we enjoy the cool on the mountain. The avenue is facing the sky, each doing his own thing, and the well water does not interfere with the river water. He was thinking about his own little calculations. Suddenly hearing a "choking" sound, Chen Jianfei pulled out his matching sword and said sharply: "Light the pine oil torch and fall the stone to wait." ”

He couldn't help but sigh. It seems that his "Han Barbarian Friendship" plan cannot be realized.

With Chen Jianfei's loud shout, Zhong Yu beside him lit the Songming torch that had been prepared long ago, and then jumped lightly, jumped onto a big stone, and shook it a few times. The shouts of killing suddenly sounded on both sides of the mountain, and then the warriors, who had been holding back their breath, jumped out of their hiding places, lifted the mountain rocks that had been prepared long ago, and threw them down according to the stars under the mountain.

I only heard a "rumbling" sound, and then there were terrible screams at the bottom of the mountain, and it was obvious that someone had been kissed by a stone. The torches at the foot of the mountain suddenly became a mess, scurrying around like a frightened glowing firefly. The Southern Barbarians were obviously unprepared for such a change.

Jian Feiyang also threw a few stones down with the crowd. But seeing that the night was deep, although the screams in the col were loud and sound, the situation below was not very clear, and I suddenly felt bored. Reaching out and touching his chest, there was also a small bottle of wine. If he died in battle, wouldn't this wine be Lang Fei, he suddenly regretted that he didn't drink it in one breath just now, but now he was on the battlefield, Chen Jianfei was next to him, he didn't dare to drink it even if he wanted to.

After this change, those southern barbarians also knew that it would definitely not work if they didn't clean up these Han people on the mountain. Some torches came together again, probably deliberating, after a short while. Numerous torches came out from below, and attacked all the way up the hills on both sides. At this time, the entire mountain was almost a sea of torches. At a glance, in the night, these torches flickered in the mountain wind. Stretching endlessly, like a ghost fire. Although Jian Feiyang was bold, he still had a little chill at this time.

Although the south-facing side of Yujiawan is steep, it is not the kind of unclimbable slope. These southern barbarians relied on the large number of people, and they were short all the way, and climbed up the mountain in dense packs. Chen Jianfei said in a deep voice: "Throw down the stones, rolling wood, etc., and kill these southern barbarians." ”

The soldiers on the hill listened to the order, and they picked up the rolling logs that had been prepared on the hill long ago, and threw the rocks down the hill again. The incessant screams rang out again, and the torches in front of him were extinguished as if they had been blown by an invisible hurricane. Seeing this, the torches in the rear stopped one after another, and some even stuck to the steep slope. Obviously, the opponent saw that the attack was very urgent, and crouched down on the hillside to avoid falling rocks.

The torches that went up the hill were almost half extinguished by this blow, and the others hid in place, hesitating. The Han army immediately cheered.

Jian Feiyang took out the birch longbow from his back, listened to the cheers on the mountain, and couldn't help but pout. I was a little unimpressed, most of these torches were probably extinguished by the Nanban themselves, and the rocks and rolling wood looked amazing, but the damage effect was probably very limited. In just such a short while, everyone prepared for a whole day of falling rocks, and the rolling wood had consumed a small half, and if this continued, the southern barbarians would have to attack sooner or later, and they would still have to fight hand-to-hand.

Baby, I'll have to rely on you to do it later, he muttered to himself as he touched the birch longbow.

He was long on the bow horse and was always conceited. Nanban is mountainous and densely forested, and this southern expedition is almost all siege warfare, and equestrianism is naturally useless. And as the captain of the personal guard as the commander-in-chief of the Left Route Army, it is even more impossible to go to the front line in person, and he does not even have the opportunity to hide behind and release cold arrows. It's just that with his character, he naturally wishes that he would never have this opportunity, but now that the matter is approaching, he has to fight as hard as he can.

Just as he was thinking about it, he heard a burst of exclamations from the soldiers around him. Jian Feiyang was startled, and when he looked up, the night was like ink at this time, although a small number of pine torches had been lit on the mountain, and he could only see a small lump around him. And if the enemy at the bottom of the mountain extinguishes the torches, he will not be able to see anything clearly.

In the deep twilight, a figure glowed a faint red and rushed towards the top of the mountain at full speed. On such a steep mountain, he walked like a fly, walked on the ground, and was like a dexterous monkey on the rocks. He dodged a few falling rocks, rushed to the top of the mountain a hundred steps away from a few ups and downs, and suddenly said "ha", his body had already risen to the sky, and then twisted his body in the air, and with a move "goshawk fighting rabbit", he suddenly pounced on Jian Feiyang's standing place.

This person jumped down, his body was like electricity, and he was really not weak.

Jian Feiyang was startled, and secretly screamed bitterness in his heart. I have long heard that the Southern Barbarians have an eight-stage master, and the last time in the night battle of Xinhe, the White Tiger Team of the Guards Battalion was beaten half to death by him. Although he has reached the fifth rank, he is not on the same level as this legendary eighth-stage master. He snorted, "Gun Waiter." He grabbed a spear from the ground and stabbed it forward. With his shouting, the five personal soldiers around him shot at the same time as him, and their movements were uniform, as if a wall of guns had been erected above his head. Although the man in red moved quickly, it was as if he was rushing up to death at this time.

The man in red exclaimed, obviously not expecting these Han troops to be so difficult. At this time, you are in the air, and you can't use your strength to dodge. In the midst of the crisis, he slapped his palm on the mountain rock next to him, only to hear a "bang", the stone fire was everywhere, and the person had taken advantage of the power of this blow to turn backwards, and turned several times in a row, and fell into the bushes under the mountain. I only felt that my calf was a hot pain, and I had obviously been stabbed by the other party. He was in his heart, but he was glad in his heart, if it wasn't for such a protruding rock next to him this time, he was careless, and he was afraid that he might really be stabbed to death by the opponent's gun. Thinking about his eighth-stage master, such a way to die, it really makes people laugh off their big teeth. Thinking of this, he didn't dare to be careless anymore, and knelt on the ground and shouted: "Listen to the Han army on the mountain, now that you have been cut off, even your prince will not be able to escape death." It is better to surrender early, lest I cause more evil. ”