Chapter 160: Nighthawk Soars into the Sky
In the third year of Yongxi, Zhao Guangyi, Taizong of the Song Dynasty, launched the Northern Expedition of Yongxi, and the Song Dynasty attacked Liao. The Battle of Chenjiagu was an important battle in the Northern Expedition of Yongxi, in which the famous general Yang Ye of the Northern Song Dynasty fought bloodily, and after being defeated and captured, he would rather die than give in, and went on a hunger strike and martyrdom.
And the prestige of Chenjiagu has also spread far and wide, to the rivers and lakes, this place has also become a scenic spot near Yanmen Pass, and at this moment a tragic war is also taking place in this remote border fortress.
As usual, the first thing she did when she woke up in the morning was to go to the west of the valley to see if the reinforcements had magically appeared. And as usual, she was disappointed.
It was early in the morning, and the soldiers who had handed over their shifts dragged their tired bodies to the camp, their feet staggering. Seeing those loyal guards walking by, Bihongyao was really very sad in her heart.
The guards were all hungry and walked like ghosts. They are tired of toil, lack of sleep, have nothing to eat, only hunger; There is no sleep, only hard fighting.
Many people contracted typhoid fever and had no medicine to treat them, and their companions could only watch the sick die in agony. Cold, hunger, and disease were the merciless ravages of the weary soldiers, making them weaker and weaker.
Even so, this army is still the most elite army in the entire Ming Sect.
Every time the enemy came up and the trumpet sounded, as if miraculously, this half-dead army was immediately rejuvenated. The sick, weak, and scrawny men suddenly became refreshed, and their eyes flashed brightly, and they quickly marched forward in formation, fiercely slaughtering the enemy troops who were several times outnumbered them. ????
It is impossible to remember who it is that has fought hard with the enemy for many rounds, but the land in front of Chen Jiagu has been stained with blood and turned more and more crimson.
It's all for myself, a cheap saint?
Bihong Yao couldn't help but bite her lip, if it weren't for protecting herself, these people wouldn't need to lose their lives in this poor country in vain.
I also thought about compromise, give up the right to speak in the Da Ming Zun Sect, and completely let the Da Zun preside, so that I, the Twelve Treasure Tree Kings, the Three Envoys of Fengyun and the Moon, and these loyal guards may all live, and everyone will not be so tired at all.
But
I really can't accept this kind of result! Completely cooperate with that Western Rakshasa Sect, first swallow the entire Ming Sect, and then sit in the Western Wolf Gu Central Plains?
But the Western Jade Rakshasa who doesn't know if it's a human or a ghost is really
At noon, Zhou Yi and his party had already taken the lead outside Chenjia Valley, but after coming, Zhou Yi was still stunned by the scene in front of him.
To be honest, the situation was quite different from what Zhou Yi expected. Zhou Yi originally thought that this task of rescuing the saintess in distress and then escorting the bright top of the meeting was probably still the traditional Jianghu dart mode, but he was shocked when he saw the nearly 1,000 well-trained soldiers outside the Chen Family Valley who were sharpening their knives.
Even if I'm all masters of the rivers and lakes, there are only six people in total, and you have an army of hundreds of people at once, isn't this a cheat?
Spit and complain, the way is still to be decided, Zhou Yi did not attack in vain, but still pulled the team and began to discuss the plan.
Jochi, who has no brains, can naturally be ignored directly, Zhou Yi looked at his murderous appearance, it is estimated that he didn't press him himself, he had already carried the poisonous dragon spear to kill the general, this kind of grassland man's indomitable temperament, when he uses it, it is called bloody, and when he can't use it, it is an out-and-out stunned.
Jebe still pulled an ice cube face, standing in the distance, with a handsome appearance, but it was Hesa'er who took the lead in making a suggestion: "There are only two intersections in Chenjiagu, one in and one out, the terrain is dangerous, easy to defend and difficult to attack, so the saint can barely block it with the few guards around her, but it is also a trouble for me." ”
"So it's best for us to do it at night, and we must move quickly, and take the saint away before the enemy can react!"
Zhou Yi nodded slightly, roughly the same as he thought, but there was still nothing constructive about it, and it was not a good strategy to force it in.
Ren Ya said: "If we can take the lead in getting in touch with the Holy Maiden, let them break through all the way, we will respond randomly, with the skills of a few of us, it is not difficult to kill a moment and a half of opportunities, which can greatly increase our chances of victory!" ”
"That's a good idea, but how can we" Zhou Yigang wanted to continue asking, and suddenly saw Ren Ya's "ill-intentioned" gaze constantly glancing in the direction of Hesa'er, and suddenly laughed knowingly.
"Well, Brother Wind Eagle! I don't know, can I borrow your eagle for it? ”
The night is as cool as water, the cold stars are dotted on the dim sky, the waning moon is like a hook, and the night breeze carries a burst of wet earthy smell.
Bihongyao sat alone on a big rock in Chenjiagu, holding her knees and looking up at the sky, showing a rare appearance of her little daughter's home.
Poor in the emperor's house! Li Yu's situation, Bi Hongyao couldn't help but feel a little at this moment, the supreme honor of the Holy Maiden of the Daming Sect did not bring him half a point of happiness, but that kind of intrigue and treacherous life was like an invisible net that wrapped him tighter and tighter, tighter and tighter, and he was almost out of breath.
Suddenly, a screaming sound suddenly sounded in the calm night sky, and when she raised her eyes, Bihong Yao saw a giant eagle flapping its overwhelming wings and rushing towards her.
Bihong Yao couldn't help but be shocked, but her martial arts were just ordinary, and she stumbled and fell from the big stone, and her face was suddenly frightened.
However, the giant eagle didn't mean to attack Bihong Yao, but stood on top of the stone with its claws, and a pair of blazing eyes looked directly at Bihong Yao on the ground.
The ordinary eagle is only a little more than the poultry, but the giant eagle standing in front of Bihongyao's eyes, with its wings spread out and more than a zhang long, its feathers are as hard as iron, and it can definitely grab the whole pony and big sheep into the air.
This is?
Bihong Yao's pupils contracted suddenly, and she felt that her heartbeat immediately accelerated, because she knew this big eagle, and when he was invited by Temujin to be a guest in the Mongolian beggar department, he had seen this big eagle!
This is the companion of the Wind Eagle Hazar, one of the thirteen wings of Mongolia - the Divine Eagle! Blast!
Bihong Yao couldn't care about the dust that fell to the ground on her body, and quickly rushed to the wind's body, her eyes showed an extremely excited look, and a word came to her mouth, but she couldn't help but find that what she was looking at was just a giant eagle, but she didn't know what to do?
The sharp gaze of the wind shot directly at Bihong Yao's body, and then fluttered its wings, and a delicate bamboo tube was shaken into Bihong Yao's hand, and then raised its head to the sky and let out a long roar, and its wings immediately rose to the sky and disappeared into the dark night. (To be continued.) )