Yuzhang County, post station.

The reinforcements from the county commander Tan Jin and others arrived.

The county magistrate Tan Jin and the county lieutenant Yan Xie were overjoyed.

Yu Linwei's momentum will inevitably fall. Fortunately, it was Yu Linwei who was fighting and not any other miscellaneous army, otherwise it would have collapsed early the moment the opponent's reinforcements arrived.

The combat of cold weapons is actually very cruel, not much less bloody than that of hot weapons.

Cutting throats, cutting off hands and feet, or disemboweling and disemboweling, fighting in the age of cold weapons is the art of violence.

The soldiers did whatever it took for the sake of victory. Because at the moment of fighting, either you die or I die.

In ancient times, wars were fought to the end. Maybe it's an indomitable momentum. In fact, sometimes the defeated side often has the strength to fight. If it is a battle against the odds, there may not be no possibility of turning defeat into victory.

But unfortunately, the decline made them lose the courage to fight again. That's the magic of momentum on the battlefield.

Yue Feng did not feel much surprise at the reinforcements that appeared on the side of Tan Jin, the county commander.

If the county commander Tan Jin had no confidence, how could he dare to besiege them?

They are a group of emissaries sent by the Holy Lord, and if they are wiped out, it is impossible not to track them down even for the sake of face.

Yue Feng believed that the county commander Tan Jin knew this.

So why on earth does he want it. Killing them all is a question that needs to be considered. Is it just to pull a cushion before you die?

No.

On this side, Yue Feng led Yu Linwei to fight to the death with the intention of fighting to the death.

On the other side, reinforcements from Kyoto were still on their way on horseback.

Saving people is like fighting fire, in view of the fact that the speed of the civilian officials riding horses is too slow compared to the martial arts, so most of the Sen horses of Youningwei abandoned the civilian officials and took the first step, leaving only the necessary guards to protect the civilian officials from walking slowly behind.

The captain who commanded You Ningwei was named Yin Liangshan, and he was the elder brother of a disciple of Shangshu in the military department, and he could be regarded as a relative.

"Brother, the situation on Yuzhang's side has not been understood now, in case the situation over there is not so dangerous, is it necessary for us to rush over in such a hurry?" It was Yin Liangshan's younger brother Yin Lianghai who spoke.

"In the army, he is called a captain. You also said that it was just in case, what if the situation on Yuzhang's side was critical? Who will be responsible for the delay of the fighter? Is it me, or are you? ”

"Brother......" Before Yin Lianghai's long words could be spoken, Yin Liangshan glared back, "Captain, but if we continue at this speed, we will reach Yuzhang, and the combat effectiveness will drop by several percent." What's the point of such a rescue? ”

"What do you think is rescue? The rescue is as soon as possible, the most important thing we bring to the friendly troops is not our combat effectiveness, but to tell our friendly troops, the imperial court remembers them, tells them, they have reinforcements, so that their hearts can be put into practice, at least they can play their due combat effectiveness normally. Yin Liangshan said.

Yin Lianghai still didn't understand, didn't they rush over tired to deliver food? But he didn't go any further, and he could already see the impatience in his brother's expression, as if to indicate that the son could not be taught1.

Yin Liangshan waved the whip fiercely, and the horse began to accelerate under Yin Liangshan's control.

"Everyone, speed up, target Yuzhang!"

"No!" Everyone responded in unison, and they swung their whips and struck the horse hard, and the horse began to accelerate again in pain.

Yuzhang County, inside the post station.

Even if Lin Yanxian can't bear to look at it, he has to endure his grief to pay attention to the unpredictable battlefield.

When he saw the reinforcements from the Yuzhang officials' side arrive, his face was as black as ink, and he knew that the balance of this battle was tilting again in favor of the Yuzhang officials' side.

Lin Yanxian stared closely at the group of uninvited guests who supported the officials of Yuzhang, as if he wanted to imprint a face in his mind.

Rebellion, be punished!

Lin Yanxian stared at the figure of the group of uninvited guests for a long time, and he also felt that the clothes of this group of uninvited guests were particularly familiar.

Had he seen this group of uninvited guests dressed somewhere?

Jiang Siming saw that Lin Yanxian had been staring at the group of people who supported Yuzhang's officials and showed a somewhat confused and puzzled gaze, so he asked, "Squire, what's wrong with those rebellious ministers and thieves?" ”

"I don't know why. I always felt that the clothes of this group of people were inexplicably familiar. ”

Jiang Siming followed Lin Yanxian and can be regarded as a person who has walked through the south and the north, whether it is a low point or a return to a high place, he has always followed Lin Yanxian's side. If Lin Yanxian feels familiar, then he should also have an impression.

Jiang Siming stared at the group of people, and the more they looked at the group's dress, the more familiar they became: "Familiar, it's really inexplicably familiar." ”

The appearance of Lin Yanxian and Jiang Siming staring at the group of people all the time attracted the attention of a group of people.

Xue Qian was one of them: "Squire, what's wrong with the group of people who are supporting?" ”

"There's nothing wrong with that, I think this group of people is dressed inexplicably."

"Dressed ......" Xue Qian also became one of the people who stared at it closely, and at the same time, she was also searching for information in her mind to find out what was special about this dress.

The armor worn is an ordinary Great Zhou standard armor, but it seems to have been improved according to regional factors.

The armor worn by that group of people was also too light, so the defense power was only greatly reduced.

Half of this armor comes from the south, and the temperature in the south of the Great Zhou is very high, if you don't know how to change it, then there must be a lot of soldiers who are suffocated to death during training. Moreover, there are many hills in the south of the Great Zhou, and it is necessary to climb up and down when fighting, and the heavy armor is not conducive to combat. Therefore, the relatively light and flexible battle armor can be regarded as a feature of the south of the Great Zhou.

Deng Jin also heard Lin Yanxian's words, and she really didn't have much research on this dress. But she noticed that each of the people from whom she came from had something like a sachet around their necks.

What is that used for? It can't be incense, right? The big-headed soldier, tired from training every day, stinky sweat, and incense? It doesn't make sense.

So what else can the sachet be used for? Maybe deworming? There are many mosquitoes and the like in the south, and there are especially many poisonous insects in some places, so the insect repellent sachet is also useful, so people who have the conditions will wear one.

"I remember, it seems to be what Gui Min is wearing." Lin Yanxian suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

He had traveled to many remote areas, he had been to Linjun in Guimin, and he had seen similar clothes across the river.

When it comes to Gui Min, he has to think of King Wei.

He had such a deep impression of Gui Min's dress, in fact, because Gui Min was the territory of King Wei, he couldn't help but pay a little more attention.

King of Wei, Iron Ore ......

Lin Yanxian felt that something was wrong! Does she know about this?

1 "Historical Records: The Family of the Marquis"