She hurried to look in the direction where the sound of horses' hooves had come.

But I saw a man and a horse flash through the street over there, and then flash into another remote street.

She was surprised and chased after her.

Then, on the side of the road ahead, a horse bolted to a tree stump was seen.

On the ground at the horse's feet, a string of things winded into a dark alley on the side.

And a muffled snort came to her ears.

In the alley, a soldier with a helmet in his hand was sitting there.

The armor on his body was dyed red in many places.

His face was also covered with blood, covering his original face.

He was gasping for air, as if he had just escaped from hell.

I saw a dark shadow that suddenly appeared in front of me.

He tensed.

"Who?"

He let out a low snort, and subconsciously pulled out the steel knife on his waist and slashed it.

"Bang!"

His tiger's mouth suddenly numb, and the steel knife in his hand fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

In the next moment, a foot slashed at his shoulder.

Half of his body was unconscious, and he fell to the ground.

A voice fell from above him.

"Are you...... Deserter? ”

Good female voice.

The alley was so dark that he couldn't see the woman's face clearly.

But this voice alone is definitely not ugly!

"What a deserter, that kind of place, if I don't run away, I'll die!"

He couldn't move, and lay on the ground to plead.

Hearing this, and smelling the strong smell of blood on this person's body, Yang Ruoqing's brows furrowed tightly.

In my heart, I suddenly had a bad premonition.

"Tell me, where did you flee from? What's going on there? ”

She asked.

The deserter snorted.

Didn't you scold me for deserting, I won't tell you!

"Bang!"

kicked him directly in the leg, kicking him so much that the leg bone was about to shatter.

This girl grew up eating iron? That's a lot of strength!

"I said, I said, auntie, don't kick!" He hastened to beg for mercy.

Then, 1510 told him what he knew.

Only then did Yang Ruoqing know that General Xiahou asked her to send medicinal materials over as quickly as possible, and there was really a war in the south.

The southern barbarians in the south have been ready to move.

Because of the fear of the garrison, there has been no obvious movement.

Recently, a cult force has infiltrated the south and colluded with the southern barbarians in an attempt to create some terrorist activities in the border areas of the two countries.

In addition to ordering the Xiahou generals who were guarding this place, the Great Qi Emperor strictly guarded it.

He also ordered General Zhu to lead an army to exterminate the cult forces.

The deserter in front of him was not under the command of General Xiahou, but a low-level soldier in the 'Flying Tiger Army' under General Zhu.

Wait, General Zhu?

Tang Lingzi's transfer this time is a coincidence? Still is......

The answer is coming!

"It's a shame to be a deserter!" Yang Ruoqing said.

You run away in a critical moment, what do you do with your teammates who fight alongside you?

She despised deserters from the bottom of her bones.

The deserter sneered: "General Zhu often deducts the salary of our soldiers, and he doesn't give good medicine when he is sick, so the ghost will work for him, and it's strange if he doesn't escape!" ”

"Less nonsense!" Yang Ruoqing snorted.

"Let me ask you, when you go out to fight this time, there are soldiers drawn from General Xiahou's side in the team, do you know where they are?" She asked.

The deserter thought for a moment, and then said, "Oh, you mean the vanguard squad of more than 100 people?" ”

Pioneer?

Yang Ruoqing gritted her teeth secretly, General Zhu sent Tang Yanzi and his party to take the lead!

Do you want to be cannon fodder?

"Hey, the vanguard team is gone!"

The deserter's gloating voice pulled Yang Ruoqing's thoughts back.

"Those people are not cowardly, they don't be deserters, General Zhu sent them to take the lead, and they rushed so hard that they were called a simple!"

"Hehe, what's the result?"

"In less than a day, I heard that more than half of it was killed by the enemy."

"The remaining dozens of people are besieged in a place called Sazaozhuang fifty miles away in the southeast.

"When I fled, I heard that the enemy had sent several groups of people to Sazaozhuang."

"A village has been burned down, half a chicken and duck have been left, and all the stones have been knifed."

"Hey, those brothers, they are still dreaming of meritorious service, I'm afraid the whole team will be gone......"

Before the deserter could finish speaking, the black shadow in front of him suddenly flashed away.

He was followed by the steel knife he had dropped on the ground, and the horse tethered to the outside.

……

"Drive!"

"Drive!!"

In the night, a man and a rider shot out like a sharp arrow.

Straight towards the Zaozhuang fifty miles southeast of the town.

Men on horseback, hair dancing wildly in the night wind.

She tugged at the reins in one hand and a long steel knife in the other.

The body is slightly crouched, and the legs are tightly clamped between the horse's belly.

The moonlight was sometimes obscured by black clouds, and sometimes half of it was exposed.

One of her faces, flickering bright and dark, was full of murderous aura.

A pair of eyes, but full of anxiety.

I can't wait for the horses under me to give birth to wings and fly to Zaozhuang in one breath!

Zaozhuang.

In an abandoned earthen kiln at the back of the village.

Luo Fengtang can't remember how many times he has carried his dead and injured brothers into the earthen kiln behind him one by one.

Inside the kiln, the moonlight came in through a hole in the roof of the kiln, and the light in the kiln was dim.

On the ground, lying horizontally and vertically, all of them were soldiers who died in the battle of Sazaozhuang.

On the other side, sitting or lying, there were dozens of wounded soldiers.

In the earthen kiln, the only one who can still stand is Luo Fengtang.

"Commander, you don't care about us, go quickly, if you can escape, one counts as one!"

In the pile of wounded soldiers, a man's voice was heard.

Luo Fengtang said: "If you want to go together, if you want to die together, I will never leave my brothers alone!" ”

Even these fallen brothers must not let their bodies fall into the hands of the enemy!

He took out the last jug of water and went to the pile of wounded soldiers.

Feed them saliva one by one.

"Brothers must hold on, we will definitely wait for reinforcements!"

He gave encouragement to every wounded soldier.

When it was the king's turn, he gently picked up the king's head.

looked at Wang Ling's blood, and a thumb-sized blood hole on his forehead.

Luo Fengtang's heart squeezed together.

Wang Ling was brought into the barracks by him, and his revenge was not avenged, and the whereabouts of his daughter are unknown.

Now, he himself is seriously wounded.

If the reinforcements don't come, they will all die here!

"Brother Wang, drink saliva!"

Luo Fengtang said in a deep voice, broke Wang Ling's mouth, and poured a mouthful of water into it.

The moisture of the water made Wang Ling's eyes barely open a gap.

He grabbed Luo Fengtang's armor and said with difficulty: "Good brother, you run away, if you don't escape, you won't be able to escape!" ”

"No, we're going to wait for reinforcements together!" Luo Fengtang said.

Wang Ling shook his head: "Sensei, wait, Zaozhuang...... It's a conspiracy......"

"Zhu, General Zhu dug a trap, let, let us be the ghost of the dead...... Reinforcements, won't come......" remember after reading: convenient for next time, or.