Chapter Thirty-Six: The First Battle of Spears and Spears

Chapter Thirty-Six: The First Battle of Spears and Spears

The air was filled with the fragrance of flowers, the gauze tent in the house was blown by the wind, Ji Yun sat by the window reading a book, in her sleep, Qianyu was blown by the wind on her face, she dimly saw a teenager sitting by the window, Yan Feng? Qianyu whispered, the wind blew, and her voice was fragmented, and there was no trace to be found.

The spring breeze is blowing, the tears in the dream are like silk, the thoughts are like fire, Qianyu doesn't know how long she has been asleep, it is late when she wakes up, in the dream, she saw the queen mother, saw Yan Feng, and those messy memories, woke up from sleep, and forgot to be a guest in someone else's house for a while, the room was very quiet, there was no sound, she remembered the events of the day, she stood up from the stool in fright, she didn't remember what she said, only remembered that Ji Yun asked herself something, whether this Ji Yun was intentional or unintentional?

Qianyu sat in the house for a long time, and when she saw that Ji Yun didn't come back, she found Mobao and left a note, and as soon as she left, Ji Yun and Qinglong at the back of the house walked out of the woods, and they watched Qianyu leave.

Spring and summer are difficult to walk, the autumn grass is deep, the streamer turns lightly, the city courtyard is deeply buried in the red dust, the long years are silent, Qianyu has spent a few years in the barracks, from beginning to end, she has never seen Ouyang Ling, she gives others every month's salary, and others help her do anything, what she does is nothing more than to read books and practice martial arts, and occasionally she will go out for a walk, however, in a few years, she has never seen Ji Yun again, although later, she has also been to the small building in the woods, but it is already a person to go to the empty building, as if it was a dream of hers, A dream of drunkenness and death.

By chance, Qianyu fought with Ouyang Ling in the market because of a few persimmons, and then Qianyu was forced to be Ouyang Ling's disciple, because she was talented and intelligent, and was deeply loved by Ouyang Ling, Ouyang Ling was like a father, and he was strict with her, whether it was a battlefield battle or his own martial arts, he almost taught her what he had learned all his life, and Mu Changfeng, who was in the south, finally became Zuo Danlong's right-hand man with his own efforts, enough to be alone on the battlefield, it can be said that he is young and promising, but, There has been a lack of opportunities for actual combat.

In the thirty-second year of Rongzhi, the southern army re-invaded the Chu State, Qianyu learned that the southern country's attack this time was completely different from the previous combat strategy, in addition to the southern country Zuo Danlong general, there was actually a teenage boy in charge, I heard that it was a martial arts armored boy, Qianyu did not inquire from many places to find out what the young man was.

Qianyu has always been worried about Ouyang Ling, he fought and defended the border city, and he worked hard, so he naturally believed him, but Chu State had already lost a few small battles, and judging from the forces attacking the southern country this time, this young man really should not be underestimated.

After two or seven years, Qianyu is slim and elegant, just dressed as a man, living in the military camp for many years, but also a little more masculinity, even though he has long lost his childishness, Ouyang Ling still has not agreed to let her go to the battlefield, and every time she is arranged in the alternate barracks, for this reason, Qianyu also quarreled with Ouyang Ling, Ouyang Ling told her clearly, the battlefield is not a theater, a little mistake will be wiped out, on the battlefield, you are not fighting alone, there are tens of thousands of comrades-in-arms, They may lose their lives to your mistakes.

In the dark night, the autumn wind was whistling, whistling through the border city, the moon was close to the treetops, Ouyang Ling was on the hour of the soldiers and horses in the barracks, preparing for this battle, Qianyu was still arranged by him to be on standby in the barracks, Ouyang Ling skillfully finished counting the troops, ready to go, Qianyu has been quietly hiding on the side and watching, Ouyang Ling will watch every time she points troops, she will watch these things once she sees them, as long as she remembers the combat ability of each soldier in the barracks, it is still very well distributed, and there is another factor that cannot be less, you must know the surrounding terrain well.

Ouyang Ling assigned the task of fighting, rode a tall horse with a mighty soldier and horse, Qianyu quietly followed behind the team, stunned a soldier as fast as possible, and joined the team herself, no matter what, she felt that she had to learn the young man's skills, and the soldier who came back said that the young man was covered in silver armor, and only a pair of eyes like a nighthawk could be seen under the helmet, and the young man used a silver spear, and the speed of the shot was extremely fast, and no one could get close to him.

The soldiers in the barracks are not angry with others to destroy their prestige, but they think that the young man is incredible, and he has heard a lot of thousands of words, and his heart is itchy, and he feels as if he has found an opponent, because in the barracks, she has no opponent, except for Ouyang Ling, it is difficult to find anyone who can take her ten moves, who makes her always change weapons unexpectedly, she is almost all eighteen kinds of weapons, and others do not have the skills like her.

The road is a little far, and it has already been out of the scope of Yongzhou City, which is the so-called border of Chu State, Qianyu just knows that he will stay at the border for a long time this time, so he will make this decision, silently following the team, over the mountains and mountains.

When the sky was just slightly bright, he finally arrived at the border barracks where the Chu army was stationed, Qianyu saw such a large military camp for the first time, and the soldiers who really wanted to go to the battlefield to kill the enemy may be because of the surprise attack of the southern country a few days ago, some soldiers were injured, even so, the morale of the Chu army was still very strong.

After rushing all night, the soldiers were all arranged to rest and wait for the night shift, Qianyu chose the task at night in order not to meet Ouyang Ling, and the first task assigned by the team leader was to patrol, and he had to patrol with other soldiers at night, and this task was in Qianyu's heart.

At night, Qianyu followed the patrol to look around the entire mountain, the two teams clashed every half an hour, Qianyu silently walked around and around, no enemy came to attack, there was no feeling of being watched, and the night was fine.

The next day, Qianyu was still asleep when she was awakened by a noise, she grabbed her spear and hurriedly ran out, it turned out that there was an enemy attack, Qianyu never expected, the enemy was as bold, the blue sky and the sun attacked the barracks, the defense outside the barracks was originally very good, and the soldiers were enough, but I don't know what tricks the other party used to break through the defensive wall, and the defense army has retreated to the barracks.

And at this moment, Ouyang Ling is not in the barracks, only the battalion commander can command the soldiers to fight at the moment, but no one can lead the battle, the soldiers are a little confused, although they are also well-trained, after all, the southern army is coming by surprise, seeing the Chu army retreating again and again, if it continues like this, I am afraid that I will lose the place of the barracks, and I will also lose the prestige of the Chu State, which is intolerable by a thousand words.

With a spear in his hand, Qianyu didn't think much about it, he rushed directly to the front line with a spear in his hand, and sure enough, in front of those retreating soldiers, a man in armor was wildly wielding a spear, and soldiers were stabbed everywhere the spear went, Qianyu looked at the spear in the young man's hand, the whole gun looked similar to the spear in his hand, but such an ordinary gun was used by the young man freely, and it seemed to be integrated with the gun.

Qianyu suddenly put down the spear in her hand, and instead used the morning dragon on her wrist, she converted the morning dragon into the morning dragon silk, a few thin morning dragon silk wrapped around her hand, she jumped and suddenly appeared in front of the soldier, the cold mask could not hide her cold eyes.

Brushing twice, Qianyu quickly shot out the morning dragon silk in his hand, the morning dragon silk wrapped around the silver spear in the young man's hand, Qianyu pulled hard, the morning dragon silk was tightly wrapped around the silver spear and Qianyu's hand, she snorted coldly, pulled tightly, the young man was raided, looked up angrily at the person who raided him, he turned around leisurely, with a pair of angry eyes, he didn't expect that the person who was fighting with him was actually a small soldier who was about his age.

"I don't know what to say" The young man let out a low rage, turning the silver spear in his hand with both hands, he wanted to get rid of the few wires that were wrapped around his spear, but he didn't expect that the silk was tightly pulled by the little soldier, and he didn't move at all, the little soldier in front of him didn't know what was going on, and his strength was amazing.

"That's you, too" Qianyu replied with a sneer, and continued to pull the morning dragon silk in his hand, the spear in the young man's hand seemed to be frozen, and he couldn't pull it out at all.

Qianyu used internal force to take the spear behind her in her hand, and the moment she retracted the morning dragon silk, the spear in her hand swept away, and the boy didn't react, he was almost swept by the spear, Qianyu then turned the spear and slashed down, and the spear in the young man's hand blocked the spear's attack.

Sweeping, side splitting, straight stabbing, air kicking, a few battle rounds, neither of them has the upper hand, Qianyu observes the surroundings while fighting the boy, the boy has strong perseverance, and he doesn't have the upper hand but wants to consume Qianyu.

"I'm wholeheartedly only dealing with you alone, you give me more or less serious, and I still look around when I fight, it really makes me lose face" The young man held the silver gun and kept stabbing at Qianyu, every time he stabbed, his body was a little closer, if it weren't for the two of them using long-pole weapons, I was afraid that the two of them would have already made a close move.

"Good marksmanship, where did you learn it?" Qianyu swept a move, the spear almost injured the boy, and with a leap of turn, an empty kick, the boy blocked the kick to his chest with the barrel of the gun.

"You're not bad," the young man sneered back, and with both hands holding the silver spear, he pushed hard, and Qianyu was pushed a few steps away by him.

Qianyu's footsteps did not stand firm, but the spear in his hand suddenly became weak, replaced with a long whip, his hand shook hard, the whip went straight towards the boy, the boy did not expect that the weapon in his hand could be converted at will, and he was also surprised, dodging the attack of the soft whip, again and again, all the time, he could only dodge, lost the right to attack, Qianyu stood where his spear could not go, and swung the whip at him, his eyes were red.

When the two were facing each other and it was difficult to distinguish between victory and defeat, he suddenly heard the sound of horses' hooves outside, and felt that the situation was not good, the young man was stunned, quickly flashed to the side, turned over and jumped on horseback, and commanded the soldiers to retreat, he rode a horse and looked back, Qianyu held a long whip in his hand, heroic posture, standing in the dust, very good, he remembered this mask face.