Longchuan Pass is divided into three parts: North Pass, West Plug, East Pass, among which the elite of North Pass gathers, it is the strongest for Longchuan, the East Pass is adjacent to the Broken Cloud Mountain Range and the dim miasma forest, it is the most dangerous Longchuan, the West Pass is connected to a small desert in the north, there is often an unknown explosion phenomenon in the desert, there is no case of entering the Kou for more than 100 years, so it is not valued by people, it is the safest place for Longqiu.

This time, it was precisely this safest place that was broken through, and the safest became the weakest.

Zhang Chenyuan stopped the noise of the village soldiers, and he asked the rider: "What flags did Xirong bring with him?"

"Blue flags, green flags, and white flags in Phnom Penh, anyway, except for publicity, they are all here! I have to go elsewhere to warn, you ask for more blessings!"

Turning the horse's head, the cavalry stepped away, Zhang Chenyuan was slightly angry in his belly, and stomped his feet at the back of the cavalry.

"It's just that Qingyi and Su Qing are here......"

The blue flag is the Qingyi department, the green flag is the Jiewei department, and the white flag of Phnom Penh belongs to the Suqing, a country built by Xirong on the Pingchuan Plateau imitating the Central Plains, and it is a new force that is flourishing.

Zhang Chenyuan's teeth inadvertently bit his tongue, alas, except for the weakest Xuanzhang Department, the other three departments are here, could it be that they formed a coalition this time? Isn't it good......

While he was thinking, he instructed: "Gather the villagers, inform them of the current situation, and gather the grain in the three granaries into one granary, yes, the granary converted from the old fort on the hill to the south, and our people must withdraw to the old fort." ”

Zhang Chenyuan squinted his eyes at Han Tian and the Jumen disciples behind him, and found that they looked nervous, but there was no obvious fear.

"Zhang Cun Zheng, Jumen is all helping. ”

Han Tian's statement made Zhang Chenyuan's heart a little wider, although there were only eight people, but mosquito legs were also meat.

After practicing the firecracker, Zhang Yi carried the lantern that stored Wang Yu and walked along the ridge, just when she didn't want to carry a head because she was tired, she happened to meet Jiang Ping who was building a fence, and noticed that Zhang Yi was a little impatient Wang Yu proposed to entrust himself to Jiang Ping.

"He's my apprentice. ”

Zhang Yi grinned, Wang Yu's judgment was just what he wanted, she threw Wang Yu to Jiang Ping, ran away happily like a deer, and disappeared into the field.

Jiang Ping finished the fence he was in charge of, sat down by the lantern and rested, the green wheat was already flourishing in the field, and under the sun, it would give people the illusion of maturity.

Thinking back to the farmland of Zhao State, Wang Yu felt a little incredible, and he asked Jiang Ping in an incredulous tone: "It's just Ji Chun now, and the wheat seedlings are already growing like this?"

"Master, the land of Sanguan is fertile, even if it has been gradually declining over the years, it is still fertile in the world. ”

Jiang Ping's answer was very proud, but his expression was very gloomy, because the Sanguan people who were sitting on such a fertile field were addicted to leaves, suffering from turmoil, and living lifelessly.

There was a rapid suona sound in the distance, one by one the farmers put down their work from the field, poked their heads out of the field, the Longyu people reacted the fastest, carried the farm tools and made a ball, quickly left the field, and rushed to the place where the meeting was on weekdays, and the Tianjing people and the Jin people were stunned for a while before remembering that this was the signal of the convocation.

The meeting place was the place where the original Sanqiao Village was abandoned and held a puppet opera, which was enough to accommodate more than 700 people.

Shi Xie arranged the order of the people, and Zhang Chengyuan boarded the deserted stage and informed the people of the news of Xirong's invasion in the local dialect.

Then the people were again panicked as usual, and the village soldiers suppressed the noise of the people with gongs and shouts.

"Leaving Sanqiao Village, we will either go north to Longchuan or south to Yunping, but Yunping Pass will definitely not accept us, there is a horse team from Xirong cruising near Longchuan, so leaving here is a dead end. ”

"If Yunping Pass accepts displaced people, the people of Tianjing Pass will not come to Longyu to beg for a living, right? Siqing has always had this kind of temperament!"

"The group is born, scattered is dead, and now only when we get together can we get all down!"

Zhang Chenyuan said and spoke, walked off the stage, shuttled between the people, and repeatedly emphasized the above rhetoric.

The Longyun people have long been accustomed to this kind of life, so they have no objections, but a little excited, they were originally Xirong came, so they entered the nearby fortress to take on the responsibility of guarding, waiting for Xirong to retreat and return to the farmland.

Every Longyun knew what the arrival of Xirong meant, and only Xuan Zhang was content with the trade of the Field, while Jiewei and Su Qing were always greedy. Speaking of Qingyi, it is cruelty, the cruelty of wanting to be a slave but not being able to get it.

Qingyi people do not seek wealth, only for slaughter, this impression makes Longqi people unforgettable.

The Tianjing people who were rejected by Yunping Pass understood what Zhang Chenyuan meant, and accepted the arrangement with a sigh, but the Jin people had no extra choice, and the whole of Sanqiao Village accepted the fate of participating in the war in the near future.

Zhang Chenyuan gave Han Tian the power to dispatch the people and village soldiers, and gave Shi Xie the responsibility of formulating rules and managing rations.

As a result, most of the villagers began to use chicken buses to transport grain to the old fort on top of Nanshan under the command of Han Tian.

From a distance, the villagers who carry the grain look like ants climbing the mountain, and the song comes from the small ant colony, and in order to dispel the mood, people begin to sing in a low voice: "The time of the warbler is a good time, but the locusts often come at this time, and how many good times are there?" ”

"Under the white and green flags, we are livestock, and the blue flags are only for blood sacrifices. ”

"When will the days end, when will spring be spring? ”

In the midst of the singing, some of the Longchuan people privately told the Jin and Tianjing people about the trivial things about Xirong.

"Blue Flag, that is, the Qingyi people, beat us not to grab food and people, just to kill people, their gods need blood sacrifices, and they don't even leave prisoners!"

"Green flag and white flag, although your surrender will spare your life, but going to Pingchuan to be a slave is also a dead end, and you have to die early or late. ”

At the same time as transporting grain, Zhang Chenyuan asked a small number of good-eyed village soldiers to go to the pass and the outside of the village to patrol the sentry, and return to report whenever there was any change.

Zhang Chenyuan led the village soldiers to sort out the armaments, and asked some Jumen disciples to quickly make some emergency things according to their own requirements.

Jiang Ping lay on the wall of the Buddhist hall, the lantern was put aside, and the two watched everyone work under the command of Zhang Chenyuan.

After the cut down trees were sharpened, they were being roasted by the fire, and they had to be soaked in dung water, Zhang Chenyuan did not have so many weapons to provide to the villagers, so he could only make this kind of wooden spear like when the Tianhuan Sect was just starting out.

The long spear can give novices who have not fought a great sense of security, and with the cooperation of the dense formation, the number can compress the space for the display of personal martial arts, plus Zhang Chenyuan intends to defend the mountainside, and the routine of Xirong riders to detour the flanks will not work.

All the bows and arrows in the village were scavenged, Shi Tao was conducting a rough inspection, Wang Yu at the head of the wall was surprised at first, and then remembered that Shi Tao, as a marquis, had to dabble in the six arts.

Zhang Chenyuan personally took out one after another sealed large urns from his house, and the words "Aconite" and "Xiao Gu" were written on the large urns with a red pen.

At present, there are a total of 16 bows on hand, of which there are thirteen tendon bows, and the rest are bamboo and wood bows.

Jiang Pingzheng was fascinated, a stone was thrown into the back of his head, he turned his head to look, and found that it was Nan Shicai who threw him,

"The enemy is now, don't go and help. ”

Jiang Ping said "oh", jumped off the wall, and went to Zhang Chengyuan to ask for an errand.

Nan Shicai took the lantern off the wall, she leaned down, and said to Wang Yu in the lantern: "Shi Tao asked me to go to a slightly farther place to be a sentry, I agreed, you can follow Zhang Cunzheng to the mountain to take refuge." ”

Wang Yu suddenly felt ashamed of his powerlessness, and hurriedly said: "I still learned Zhou Shu, but it was Chen Zhihong, a famous teacher from Tianxi, who taught me, and I ...... it."

"The heart door and the spirit cauldron are lost, don't be strong. ”

Wang Yu couldn't say a word, he could only watch Nan Shicai turn into a wolf and run over the mountain, and a sense of crisis crawled all over his heart.

"I have the experience and knowledge of others, but I don't need much now, and I'm useless now, just as I was before the head of the owl. ”

The sense of crisis forced him to suddenly summarize an experience: "As long as you live, there is an execution ground waiting for you at any time, whether it is Rotten Keye or Xirong, the foundation of life, yes, what my father wanted me to learn until he died is the foundation of life in the face of chaos." ”

"It's never too late to make amends. ”

The sound came from above, Wang Yu raised his head, looked at the source of the sound from the lantern, and he saw Zhang Chenyuan lying on the wall.

"Although it is the body of the father, although you have attained the consciousness of alayya, but you have not been tempered in any way, I can't stand it, you really need to carve it. ”

Zhang Chenyuan climbed over the wall, and as soon as he landed, he couldn't wait to grab the lantern and grab the panicked Wang Yu, "That little girl protected you too tightly, and now I finally left for a while, go, I'll take you to practice." ”

For revenge, every chess piece must be carefully crafted.

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The bamboo bow of the dragon is made of hardwood as the bow back, and its outer side is covered with bamboo pieces, and it is tied with glued rattan to obtain elasticity and rigidity, and the ideal curved shooting range can reach 200 steps, but the village soldiers are mostly used for flat shooting, so the maximum shooting is 65 steps.

In order to keep the bow from rotting due to moisture, the back of the bow is painted with black lacquer.

Shi Tao carried a bow and arrows, led 20 village soldiers to walk on the side of the mountain at the edge of the village, and from time to time led the bow to shoot a few sparrows to practice, and his superb archery skills won the trust of the village soldiers.

It was another "swoo" arrow, and Shi Tao shot two turtledoves with one arrow.

The admiration on the faces of many archers was overflowing, and only one person seemed to disagree, Shi Tao approached that person and found that this person was Shi Xie, who had been given duties by Zhang Chenyuan in the past few days.

Shi Tao sneered: What do you remember about the head of the Liguan Pavilion...... Anyway, when I came to the village, there were no more than ten people leading it, so what kind of score did I put on here?

Shi Xie also saw Shi Tao's bad intentions, he shrugged his shoulders, and took out his own bow, which was neither a wooden bow nor a bamboo bow, but a tendon bow, with a large bow tip, a string pad wrapped in shark skin, and a wooden bow tire from Mengshan, all showing extraordinary quality.

Shi Tao pointed to the geese in the sky and said provocatively: "The sword can also be matched with the mediocre people, shoot an arrow, and look at the fire under your feet." ”

Shi Xie stretched out his bow and arrows, aimed at the prey in the sky, and said to Shi Tao: "Brother Hu, let me remind you first, there are Xu Guoren below. ”

Shi Tao was stunned, lowered his head and thought for a while before remembering that Xu State was a small country to the east of Qi and Zhao, and the specialty of this small country seemed to be ......

While thinking about it, a few sonorous and powerful wind marks shook through the air.

Shi Tao raised his head, only to see a wild goose that was hit by an arrow falling weakly to the ground, he was shocked all of a sudden, although the wild goose was shot can be imagined, but ...... This guy shot a goose head.

Shi Tao stared at the bow in Shi Xie's hand, and the wind condensed on his bowstring had just dispersed.

"You...... Are you Xu Archer?"

Xu archers, the king of the world's archers, are called Xu archers.

Xu Guo since Taizong ascended the throne, advocated the whole people archery, Xu Guo has become the world's famous marksman origin, Xu people have a natural potential for the wind attribute of Zhoushu, based on the Xu people's perception of wind control, the whole people and archery combined, generation after generation improvement, one of the best has explored a set of skills called "wind shooting", called the national skill.

Among the two techniques represented by "wind shooting", one is to grab a certain amount of wind from nature when opening the bow and arrows, and wrap the arrow body with a layer of air film commonly known as "wind armor" with the wind, and condense the air flow at the key point of the bowstring and the bow body, which makes the initial velocity of the arrow after shooting is no different from the general arrow, but with the distance is stretched, the ordinary arrow will slowly lose its strength and fall, and the arrow shot by this technique will gradually increase to a limit with the distance.

Shi Xie smiled, "It's a trivial matter, it's not worth mentioning." ”

Shi Tao tried his best to maintain a generous appearance, and forced himself to say, "I just made you laugh." ”

It's so angry, someone else has played a bigger handsome, and I have to pretend to be generous, but I can't help it-

There are people outside the people, and there are mountains outside the mountains.

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Nan Shicai, who turned into a little wolf, ran through one mountain after another, and when the four-legged pantothenic acid was, she stopped on a mound, intending to stop and rest for a while, just gasped for breath, she smelled the smell of horse manure, the wolf's eyes shrank, and saw nearly seventy cavalry wandering around in the northeast direction, they were wearing mole armor that was very different from the soldiers of the three passes, and they had musk bags hanging from their waists, and they were imposing.

A white flag with a gold rim in the group of cavalry is particularly conspicuous.

In the billowing smoke and dust, the rider holding the flag had a bitter face, galloped to the side of a young man, and said in the language of Xirong: "Prince Ashgu, Prince Ashgu! Wait for me!"

"Uncle Liangdag, you don't have to persuade me, as a warrior of the Wuzu family, do you also think that Qingyi's gang of people are also the heroes of Pingchuan?"

"That being said, you shouldn't shoot their banner with an arrow, it's the embodiment of the god they think of, He Zhao!"

Ashgu remembered what the Qing Yi Department often said, 'Sacrifice all things on the earth to He Zhao, so that the golden forest will never be poor', and couldn't help but mock: "What kind of god is He Zhao, the god of Pingchuan is only my father, the emperor, Wuzu and thunder!"

The Qingyi tribe believes that after the death of the people of Pingchuan, they will go to the golden forest under the control of the god He Zhao to settle forever, where they can enjoy all the treasures that they sacrificed for the god He Zhao during their lifetime, and it is an eternal enjoyment.

At this point, Wuzu Ashgu stopped his horse, drew his scimitar, and glanced disdainfully in the direction he had come.

Wuzu Liang Dagger handed a horn kettle to Ashgu and said: "My lord, having said that, now we are still a coalition army, if it is not so, even if we have an internal response in Xisai, it will never be possible to break through in two days, you have also seen, even if we attack the inner city, those dragon people are too brave, even the thirteen-year-old mother-in-law dares to lead a bow to shoot our horses, if it is not for the Qingyi people, it will not be killed, Xise is not so easy to take." ”

Unexpectedly, as soon as this remark came out, Ashgu became even more angry, and directly quoted the allusion of Zhuxia: "Conquering and obeying it is for the king's way; Longhu people are warriors, and we are heroes, we should not allow the Qingyi people to kill the men, women, and children of Xisai like that, whether they are farmers or workers, they can create endless wealth, and the Qingyi Department is not only as despicable as hyenas, but also violent and cruel to heavenly things." ”

"With an ally who only knows how to destroy the spoils of war, the Suqing Kingdom may never prosper, and when I return, I will advise my father to eradicate them. ”

Ashgu let out a sigh of relief, and there was still resentment in his chest.

He remembered the rice and exquisite paintings in the city of Xisaiguan, which were actually burned by the Qingyi people! There were also those horse officials who could treat livestock, which were priceless treasures, and Ashgu had been greedy for a long time, and the Qingyi people actually killed them all while he led his troops to chase down the remnants of the enemy!

At this time, a dragon man rode a horse and cautiously came to the right side of Ashgu, and said respectfully: "Noble prince Ashgu, if you don't go to the south to hunt a small village, go back, the army is attacking the rear of Beiguan, you can't lose the opportunity to make meritorious contributions and grab other booty because of anger, I know that there is a new village nearby, you can attack there and get angry." ”

Ashgu snorted, and his jaw agreed.

The four Qings of Yunping Pass have always been reluctant to give up their own acres and three points of land, and they will never send their own private soldiers to gallop north to help Longqiu Pass, and they lack war horses, as long as the army of Beiguan and Dongjiao does not go south, even if there are only ten horses in their hands, Ashgu dares to lead people to circle in the hinterland of Sanguan.

For the three passes, except for Yu Wenlong in Beiguan, he can make Su Qingren more serious, and the rest can be ignored.

With a wave of the whip, all sixty-nine riders sped south.