The wind in the mountains stirs up waves of leaves, shaking off the raindrops that remain on the surface of the leaves from time to time.

As a result, sporadic rain began to fall in the mountains.

The voice of sorrow came from far and near.

The nearby mountain roads are rugged and steep, with steep slopes tens of meters long and spiral roads that spiral upwards abound. Due to the proximity to the Qilian ridgeline, the shadow of the plank road can no longer be seen in many places, and visitors who come here can only move forward with difficulty between the cliffs, and if they are not careful, they may fall off the cliffs.

The pursuers approaching the ambush point of the flying army were moving at a very fast speed. The Qiang people are accustomed to walking around in the mountains, and most of the warriors who chase here are warriors of various tribes, and almost all of the warriors whose names can be said from the nearby Qiang tribes are there, so it can be said that they are the elite team of the Qiang people participating in the war, and the speed of the road is naturally stronger than that of ordinary Qiang people. This elite team of warriors selected by hundreds of tribes should not have entered the battle so early, but the Flying Army suddenly went west to greatly surprise the Qiang people, and in order to intercept before the Flying Army crossed the Qilian Mountain, the Qiang people had to play the strongest card in their hands in advance.

The elite team of the Qiang people is about 3,500 people, but the overall quality is extremely high.

Chasing all the way, climbing over the stream, and exerting huge physical strength, the speed of this Qiang team is still very fast.

Jamu lay nervously in the grass, this was the first time in his life that he had participated in a close battle, well, it was better to describe his role as a "spectator". The fear of battle made Jia Mu's soul tremble, his face became more and more pale, his body was soaked with cold sweat, but his eyes were burning with excitement.

Wang Ping's eyes on the side were cold, and he couldn't see half of the waves, and Jia Mu was even more ashamed.

What a shame!

Can't be cowardly!

Jamu tried his best to calm himself down and take the risk to watch from the sidelines in order to test what he had learned, and if he couldn't face it calmly, the risk would not be worth it. Jia Mu kept reminding himself that the Yishi Fei Army was closely protected, and there was nothing to worry about, and he should seize the time to observe the situation on the battlefield, so as not to be like Zhao Kuo, who would only talk on paper.

"The ambush was selected after a long mountain road, and the pursuers were tired and weak, but they could get twice the result with half ......the effort."

"There are not many arrows left, cutting bamboo and wood for arrows, and the range requirements in the mountains are not high, but they are adapted to local conditions......"

"Condescending, the stone is on the slope ......"

"Hey, there's two more cloth bags here......"

Jia Mu stretched out his hand to touch it, but was slapped away by Wang Ping, "Don't move!" ”

"What's inside?" Jamu whispered.

Wang Ping glared at Jia Mu in annoyance, and the other party's exuberant curiosity made him a little crying and laughing.

"Understood, when I didn't ask!" It was very natural for Jamu to find a step for himself.

As a rookie on the battlefield who is extremely afraid of death, he cherishes his little life very much. Wang Ping is the chief general of the Flying Army, and he has absolute authority on the battlefield, and he will never be unhappy because he is scolded by Wang Ping, but he will have a little more sense of security. Moreover, the front part of the Qiang people had already climbed the long and steep mountain road, entered the gentle area on the periphery of the ambush circle, and walked another 300 steps to enter the encirclement, which was indeed not suitable for extraneous branches.

The Qiang people did not stop to rest, and continued to follow the traces left by the flying army all the way.

This place is not far from the Qilian ridgeline, and the Qiang people hope to intercept the flying army before they cross the mountain, and they are very urgent. Coupled with the fact that they had fled in a hurry before this, their team was outnumbered, and they were all warriors of all tribes, and there was no doubt that their side had the strength to defeat their opponents. The Qiang people just chased and caught up at full speed along the way, as long as they caught up with the opponent, they didn't need to think about the result at all.

Entering the ambush circle, the Qiang people were still unaware.

With a whistle, the ambush began.

Arrows were shot from the grass and woods, and the Qiang people were greeted with their heads and faces.

Under the blows of the bow and crossbow at close range, the Qiang people fell a large piece without any suspense.

Many of the ambusher's arrows are made of bamboo and wood, rough production, and the lethality is far inferior to that of iron arrows, but these Qiang people are mostly dressed in light leather armor, and they are enough to drink a pot of bamboo and wood arrows, not to mention that the ambusher's hiding place is very close to the mountain road, and some of the flying soldiers are only more than ten steps away from the Qiang people, and the first round of long-range strikes gave the Qiang people a dismount.

The Flying Army is a Yimin, and they are good at extracting various poisons from the sap of plants in the mountains and applying them to arrowheads. Those Qiang people who were directly shot can also suffer a little less, and the Qiang people who were injured by arrows fell into blood mold for eight lifetimes, some of them itched and scratched their hearts, some of them had severe pain and unbearable pain, or their bodies were paralyzed and did not obey the call, and they screamed and wailed continuously.

This Qiang people are all composed of warriors in the clan, all of them are very skilled, and they did not panic when they were suddenly attacked, and they all looked for cover nearby, took out bows and arrows and shot at the flying army. The elite among the Qiang people, archery skills are also quite good, although the ambush is lost, the arrow accuracy is still quite reliable, and there are flying arrows one after another.

Wang Ping decisively ordered the two cloth bags to be untied and thrown from the hillside into the Qiang formation.

A few yellow-black objects rolled out of the cloth bag, and the Qiang people below heard their companions exclaiming, and out of the corner of their eyes, they noticed that something had fallen, and they didn't even think about pulling out their knives and slashing. When they saw what they had chopped, the Qiang people were shocked, but it was too late.

Hornet's nest!

The nest was destroyed, and the hornets inside immediately blew up the camp, but seeing a large swarm of hornets flying out of the hornet's nest, they launched a suicidal attack on the Qiang people. The nearby Qiang warriors were stung by the hornets and screamed, holding their heads and scurrying, and the long-range counterattack that they had finally organized was destroyed. In the distance, the flying army did not use the influence of the hornet, and seized the opportunity to continue to shoot the Qiang people.

Seeing the scene of the hornets raging, Jamu turned pale.

Just now he actually wanted to open the cloth bag to see ......

In addition to being afraid, Jia Mu was faintly excited in his heart.

Using a hornet's nest to disrupt the enemy's battle was a local method that was not recorded in all the military books he had read, and it was a wild way that only typical mountain people could play, but in the current environment, the effect was surprisingly good, and it was easy to make the possible counterattack of the Qiang novice invisible.

Jamu was very happy with his decision to stay and watch the game, and there were some experiences that he could not learn from books.

The arrows flew with the hornets, and the front of the Qiang people collapsed.

The flying army seized the time to pour out the arrows in his hands, threw down the bows and arrows, picked up the swords and guns, and jumped down the mountain road to fight the Qiang people hand-to-hand. I don't know what method the flying army used, the hornet ignored them, and just chased the Qiang sting vigorously. Although the Flying Army does not have the tradition of the Legion, it is a special type of military recognized by the Futu, and its combat power is super strong, and it is difficult for the Qiang warriors to retreat under the Flying Army in their heyday, and now it is a one-sided slaughter, and the front of the Qiang people is quickly slaughtered.

The Qiang brigade arrived on the battlefield one after another.

The Qiang people drill in the mountains all year round, and there is no shortage of ways to deal with wasps.

Someone spilled a large amount of insect repellent powder to disperse the wasps, and then swarmed up and fought the flying army hand-to-hand.

Although the Qiang people's combat effectiveness is inferior to that of the Flying Army, they are superior in numbers, and they use the terrain to fight with the Flying Army. The Flying Army ran out of arrows, and its troops were at a disadvantage, and although they still had the upper hand in hand-to-hand combat, they could not cleanly deal with their opponents. Every moment of delay, the Qiang rear team will go up more, and the ambush battle will become a pure war of attrition, even if the flying army can win, its own consumption will inevitably be very large.

At this moment, an ancient war song sounded in the mountains and forests.

Dozens of people sang war songs, danced steps, and slaughtered into the Qiang people's formation like a whirlwind, invincible.

"Divine soldiers?"

"Nonsense, how can you come to the board."

"Singing and dancing, you are a divine soldier!"

"O gods!"

The Qiang people are most afraid of the people.

Zhongfu was already very unlucky, and he could still try to carry it hard by relying on many people, but with the appearance of the Bayu War Dance here, it was difficult for the Qiang people to maintain their will to fight, and they were killed by the flying army and retreated, and soon went to rout.

Wang Ping did not chase either, and after cleaning up the battlefield, he quickly led his troops to catch up with the front team.