In a few moments in the camp, several fast horses galloped out and slapped their horses in the direction of the reverse wolf smoke.

Zhang Zhengqing was the leader, and his expression was tense.

Luo Yongjie sat in the camp, dispatched iron pawns, unsheathed his sword, and all the arrows were pulled out of the quiver and inserted upside down on the muddy ground in front of him, which was convenient for use in battle.

Dense, like the scale armor of a dragon beast, the cold and murderous aura lingered in this small military camp outpost.

Luo Yongjie looked in the direction of the wolf smoke.

There is still uneasiness in his heart, and he is still awake, but he has already changed his opinion about Baili Feng, who has been here for two months, and knows that the latter is not the kind of unruly and student-like nerd he originally thought.

Have the courage to draw your sword and walk in the midst of death.

No matter who deserves to be a warrior.

The horses used by the soldiers of the Great Qin Frontier are all war horses, carefully selected, and constantly introduce various famous horses to purify the bloodline, compared with the ordinary horses commonly seen, no matter the endurance and speed are stronger.

In addition, the distance between the two outposts and the barracks was only three hundred miles, and Baili Feng and his party traveled quickly, and it only took an hour to arrive.

All the way almost gave up the hidden tracks, on the vast grassland, like arrows shot from a crossbow, straight towards the direction of the wolf smoke that rose to the sky, under the light horse rush, the cold wind hit the face, but the heart beat strongly, pumping the blood into every part of the body.

Although the north side of Daqin is a large grassland flatland, there are also small undulating mounds, which cannot be called mountains, and the ups and downs are very gentle, although it has been about an hour since the time when I saw the wolf smoke, and it is very likely that my colleagues have encountered accidents, and Bailifeng still has not approached rashly.

At a distance of more than ten miles, he turned around, made a big circle outside, and found a small hill.

Placing the horse under the hill, everyone climbed up softly, lying on the hill and looking at it, taking in the battle formation not far away, and their faces were very calm.

The original Great Qin Capital Guard Outpost was occupied by the sound of swords whistling at this time.

With the strength of 300 iron soldiers, occupying a favorable location is enough to drag an army of 1,000 people to death.

However, at this time, outside the Daqin outpost, there were far more than the so-called thousand people, and the two armies with a clear distinction were rushing towards the Daqin military camp, but they were not in a hurry to attack, but they were just trying to attrition, like a game-like trick, which made Bailifeng and his iron cavalry look ugly.

There was already an iron rider who subconsciously touched the Great Qin Battle Knife on his waist.

Baili Feng gritted his teeth to contain the anger in his heart, he had always been reckless, but at this time, when he led a team of people, he became extremely calm, like ice.

Raising his hand to stop the movement of his subordinates, he took out the white silk from his bosom, held a simple charcoal pen made of black peat, and lay on the hillside to write and draw, writing everything he saw on it.

After all, he is a disciple who was re-accepted after the previous general retired as his master, and he was born in the Fufeng Academy, and the things that should be met are not bad, and he has seen more things than ordinary soldiers.

Where to place those enemy soldiers, what is the face of the leader general, and what is the style of the battle formation.

Speculate whether there is a grain route behind, speculate on the possible ambush location, and suggest that the iron pawn army led by the general, if the position is lost, what direction to attack, and the level of defense used by the opponent, are listed one by one.

Then he bit his finger and pressed the fingerprint underneath.

A series of behaviors were calm and stable, Bai Li Feng himself never thought that he would be able to achieve the level at this time, as if the will and the body were separated, as a reckless student, he calmly watched himself grow into a general.

At this time, the army attacking the Qin camp below seemed to be a little impatient, and obviously stepped up the offensive.

However, the frequency of arrows fired from the Qin army gradually decreased.

Bailifeng was strictly forced by his master with a stick, which is considered to be familiar with the military book, and his heart sank, and the military camp under the jurisdiction of the northern land of Daqin was protected, according to the military law, every soldier carried a waist knife and light armor, a crossbow behind his back, and two crossbow arrows for a total of twenty, and the military camp was equipped with three times as many arrows every day.

At this point, it was clear that the limit of the garrison had been reached.

With the limit of Baili Feng's eyesight, he could vaguely see that the soldiers of Great Qin had begun to pick up crossbow arrows on their fallen comrades.

And more iron pawns have already pulled out their waist knives, the cold Great Qin Battle Knife, each of which is a hundred wrought iron, held in their hands at this time, representing that the garrison has reached the last step.

Since the bow and arrow have been extinguished, from the guards to the cooks, they all bear the armor and hold the blade, go into battle to fight, and serve the country with their bodies.

The battalion will never change hands unless the army is wiped out.

The iron rider next to Baili Feng couldn't help but whisper:

"Adult ......"

Baili retracted his gaze, took a few deep breaths, and said in a deep voice:

"According to the military order, after the investigation is over, we must report back to the base camp and the capital protectorate."

The iron pawn gritted his teeth and clenched his palms unwillingly.

Bailifeng's words have been made clear enough, they are just sending them to death, and more importantly, they want to send the information they have discovered back to the camp, although they know, but it is not very pleasant to see their own side going to death and being powerless.

Bailifeng took a deep breath.

The cold air inhaled into his lungs, making his whole spirit extremely calm and harsh.

He turned around and slid down the icy hill, the iron knight who had asked earlier slammed his fist on the frozen earth, followed by a silent slide, their mount was just below, the Great Qin War Horse had been trained rigorously enough not to be flustered by the sound of swords striking and fighting.

Everyone found their mounts, and their spirits were a little low.

Baili Feng glanced at everyone, pursed his lips, and repeated in a deep voice:

"If the Great Qin Army is like this, the intelligence must be passed back."

No one spoke.

Not far from the other side of this gentle arc of the small mound, the sound of fighting became more and more tragic, and the rough angry shouts with a Daqin accent blew along the cold wind that fell from the top of the snow-capped mountain.

How can you say that you have no clothes?

Baili Feng glanced at the twenty-five horses, folded the white silk full of information in his hand, and a strange thought rose in his mind out of tune, I am afraid that this thing is the most extraordinary play since he was studying, if the master sees it, he may like it very much.

He smiled, then restrained his smile, his expression was slightly solemn, looked at these iron cavalry Qin soldiers, and said slowly:

"The youngest is out of the ranks."

The voice was mixed in the north wind, and there was an indescribable sense of slaughter, and the Great Qin Iron Riders with low eyebrows subconsciously raised their heads, and there was light in their low eyes.

A cavalryman with a somewhat immature face was let out, he had already guessed something, his blood was a little boiling, but he was extremely unwilling, looking at Bailifeng, his brain twitched, he opened his mouth, and said:

"I'm older than you."

Baili Feng laughed out loud and said:

"But my official is older than you."

"But ......"

"Sha Boyuan, a third-class cavalry of the Great Qin Dingbei Protector."

The soldier was about to say something, but Bailifeng's voice suddenly accelerated, causing the latter to subconsciously straighten up and say:

"No!"

Baili Feng held the white silk in his hand, and smashed it out with a punch, but only lightly hit the heart of the iron knight, and said softly:

"Take it back."

"This thing is more important than our lives."

Sha Boyuan opened his mouth and said:

"Adult ......"

Baili Feng had already turned around, turned over and got on his horse, and said slowly:

"The rest, get on your horse."

"The sword is sheathed, and the horse is wielded."

The Great Qin Iron Cavalry wore a ten-stone strong bow, a waist knife, a horse lance, and thirteen arrows.

The remaining twenty-four Great Qin Iron Horsemen lowered their voices and responded in a deep voice.

The voice was low, but it roared like thunder.

"No!"

The Great Qin military horse under the crotch slowly climbed up, and the people on the opposite side were fighting and did not find them.

Baili Feng took a deep breath, and his right hand was directly held on the Mo knife behind his back, this was originally a weapon for foot combat, but in his hands, it was also possible to kill people with horses.

The iron rider behind him followed closely, with the horse lance in his hand in his hand, silent and silent.

Baili Feng looked at the battlefield over there and pursed his lips.

His eyes were all focused on the main general on the opposite side, because the latter wanted to end this battle quickly, at this time, a large number of soldiers had already been sent out, and rushed directly to the Qin army camp, but the defense of the place where the main general's banner was located was sparse.

He already had a solution in his mind.

However, he and the twenty-four horsemen behind him were afraid that it would be difficult to survive, and he found that he was almost like a fool, a moth to a fire, how stupid, but his body only raised the Mo knife in his hand slightly, and his expression was solemn.

Baili Feng pursed his lips, wanting to say something to boost the morale of the Great Qin Iron Pawn behind him one last time, but he didn't know how to speak, but he didn't say it in a tone, and said:

"This is the Great Qin Frontier."

"Under every outpost barracks, there is the blood and bones of our Qin people, although the territory of Great Qin is large, it cannot be retreated by half a step......"

The voice grew deeper.

Bailifeng couldn't help but make fun of himself in his heart.

This sentence has long been written in the book of war, and everyone is familiar with it, and he is not the same as the masters in the school palace who read according to the book.

After thinking about it, he just raised the Mo knife.

Looking at the battlefield or hell that he was about to go to, his face was fearless, and he said softly:

"How can you say that there is no ...... clothes?"

Behind him, the iron horse responded, and the spear in his hand was raised.

"Fellow with the Son."

Silent.

Under Sha Boyuan's gaze, twenty-five Great Qin Iron Horsemen descended from the hills, without hesitation, like a hovering goshawk, obliquely tearing into the chaotic battlefield below.

His body couldn't stop trembling, but he just gritted his teeth fiercely, pulled the reins of the horse suddenly, and the war horse under his crotch was in the same mind, turned around suddenly, and left quickly.

"Drive!"

Taking advantage of the charge, the maximum speed has been reached in less than 100 meters.

When the first two horsemen broke in front of Baili Feng, the iron spear in their palms waved, instantly tearing out a blank space for the enemy troops besieging the city below, and then Baili Feng protruded from the middle, and the Mo knife in his hand swirled up the frost and snow, and swept suddenly, and several human heads flew up, causing a riot.

Martial arts, only on the battlefield, can show the strongest power.

The screaming voice exploded suddenly, filling my ears and minds.

Bailifeng's heart beat violently, patting non-stop, the blade in his palm swept, tearing out the waves of blood, taking advantage of this momentum, into the front ten zhang, and raised his hand to kill two small colonels, holding a Mo knife, is already covered in blood, head high, on the battlefield, the sound is like a tiger roaring dragon chanting, said:

"Wind!!"

Behind him, the iron knight roared in response.

"Gale !!"

The surrounding soldiers didn't understand what he said, but when the Xuanjia representing General Qin appeared, they froze at the same time, and then it was Sen Rui's sword slashing, screaming and shouting.

The camp, which was close to the limit, burst out with amazing morale in an instant.

"Wind! Wind! Gale !!"

In the angry shouts, many enemy soldiers fell along the rudimentary defense facilities, and there were also Great Qin Iron Soldiers who hugged the enemy soldiers and fell together.

On that defense, the Great Qin War Knife fought for his life.

It seems that just hearing the trumpet of the Great Qin Army can fill their hearts with courage, making them desperate to fight, not turning their heels, killing red eyes, but just to let the reinforcements understand that this place has still not fallen.

On the other hand, there is the panic of the enemy army.

Baili Feng stood out, constantly fighting forward, and the Mo knife in his hand rolled over, and he had climbed to a realm that was unattainable in the fight.

I could only hear the sound of fighting, the roar of weapons colliding, and the muffled sound of my body falling to the ground, but in this noisy sound, the sound of my own breathing became clearer and clearer.

Mo slashed with a knife, and the fierce general shouted angrily.

A bloody and brave body, even if there is a seven-rank martial artist in front of him, he will be intimidated by the fierce killing intent of the general, and cut off the head with a knife, and the passage of time loses its value, and Baili Feng only knows that he is finally getting closer to the target.

His eyes widened, staring at the somewhat flustered general.

It was just a teenager, or a young man.

Dressed in luxurious armor, behind him is a wrestler carrying a flag.

A blood-colored flag fluttered behind him, he was about the same age as Baili Feng, but at this time, looking at the ushered Baili Feng, his face was full of panic and fear after being shocked, and he shouted exotic words in his mouth.

Bailifeng's breathing was a little short.

With every breath, the scorching temperature melted away the chill under the snowy mountain, and he clenched his Mo knife, slashing out a sea of blood from his desperate pawn, and his body began to carry injuries.

Great Qin Xuanjia slashed out the hideous traces of the Dao, and the flesh and blood stabbed, and the stinging pain made the blood boil more and more, and the battle intent in his heart became more and more high.

At this time, he can fight the seven products with all his strength, and in one go, on this local battlefield, it is already difficult to stop, his eyes ignore everything, and his red gaze is locked on his target, as long as this young man is chopped to death.

This siege must be solved, and even counterattacked.

Xuanjia is stained with blood, his eyes are slightly red, and every time he takes a step forward, he is a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, and his arrogance is monstrous.

It was only ten steps away from the main general, and Baili Feng shouted angrily, almost roaring, shaking his lungs, triggering the qi, and the blood-stained Mo knife wrapped in the bravery of the sudden kill, and used the anger in his heart that was unwilling to retreat, and slashed forward.

The blood stains of the blade were shaken away at high speed, silver and sharp, and the young man was taken directly.

Time seems to stand still.

Na Senrui's blade attracted all the attention of the battlefield at this moment.

Only at this moment, Baili Feng's gaze suddenly lowered, and the war horse under his crotch screamed sadly, and fell to the ground softly.

The Mo knife in his hand naturally lost its accuracy and smashed the two of them, but it only slashed at the young general's seat, making his face pale with fright, and he retreated again and again, leaning on the flagpole.

The blood-colored banner shook and rattled.

Almost instantly, when he heard the angry shouting, the guns in the hands of the surrounding soldiers stabbed out.

Baili Feng wanted to resist, but at this time, he found that he had fought to the point of losing his strength, and he had not eased up, his body was in severe pain, he suddenly stiffened, his eyes moved, and his eyes fell on a bearded man next to the young man.

The latter held the scimitar in his hand and opened his mouth, and he could not hear what he was saying, but he saw that the master of the Hu man saluted him solemnly.

The soldiers with spears around them took three steps back.

Fu stepped forward sharply.

The blood-stained spear blade in his palm re-entered his body.

Baili Feng's body trembled violently, and blood flowed from his mouth.

The left hand raised and grabbed the spear that pierced into his body, shouted angrily, and the last strength exploded, and the Mo knife that had not been released in his palm was raised again, turning into a streamer like a match.

This moment seems to go back to the boyhood.

An Feng was reading in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, Brother Xue was learning the sword at the bottom of the mountain, he was sitting on the top of the mountain blowing the mountain breeze, looking at the Qingfeng Interpretation of the Sword Sutra spread out on his knees, he scratched his hair, and he didn't have to think about the future battlefield, he didn't understand the words in the book.

Now you get it......

Every word is fine.

The knife groaned.

This moment of sword brilliance is already the pinnacle of his life.

The bearded man's expression changed suddenly, he only felt an elite chill, and an uncontrollable chill rose, and he grabbed the handsome young man with one hand, and suddenly retreated a few feet.

The cold light flashed, and several heads flew up around them.

Those enemy soldiers with spears were all given their heads, and the surrounding soldiers were shocked, holding blades, but they no longer dared to approach, and the remaining Daqin Iron Cavalry looked sad, looking at Baili Feng, who was covered in blood.

With a bang, the Mo knife was propped up on the ground.

Baili Feng staggered, and then tried his best to straighten his body, and there was a sound of wind in his ears, very slight, and the hissing sound was a bit like the sound of the breeze blowing through the bamboo leaves outside the wind building.

The dreams I imagined in the camp today have somehow become a little blurry and distant.

What is the daughter's name?

Haven't picked it up yet.

He felt a little regretful in his heart, but after all, this was his choice, his vision gradually blurred, but the right hand holding the Mo knife was stubborn and forceful, forcing his body not to fall to the ground softly, and there seemed to be angry shouts and unwilling shouts in his ears.

"General......

The voice gradually faded away with the wind, and in the depths of the vague memory, it sounded leisurely, but faintly, but with the loud sound of the spear in his hand on the ground, it gradually sounded in his ears.

"Old Qin ......"

Baili sealed his throat and finally refused to moan.

The sight is dark.

Suddenly, I heard a bang in Kerala, and the blood-colored handsome flag broke directly from the middle, like a bird with an arrow, dancing and falling to the ground.

The blood-colored banner that flew and fell, and the Xuanjia military generals under the banner were covered in blood, their heads were lowered, but they still stood on their own.

This scene is almost nailed into everyone's pupils, so that they will never forget.

The Hu master who protected the youth was dumbfounded, and his heart was shocked. He held the young man by his arms, who trembled uncontrollably.

The young man looked at the general who had not fallen to the ground until now, and his expression flashed with panic, like a frightened bird.

He raised his eyes to look at the grassland outside, as if behind every gently undulating mound, he would suddenly rush out of the Great Qin generals wearing heavy armor and holding a horse lance.

His heart trembled, and he held the Hu man with his palm, but under this fear, resentment and anger continued to grow.

Looking at Baili Feng with his eyes closed, he gritted his teeth, his heart turned evil, he suddenly broke free from the palm of the Hu master, pulled out the scimitar at his waist, clasped his hands together, stepped forward suddenly, the knife was bright, and slashed down from Bailifeng's shoulder.

The edge of its blade cut through the Xuanjia, which was already full of battle marks, and slashed out a blood mark.

The dark armor representing Great Qin fell to the ground.

"How dare you!"

"Fight to the death!"

In the end, several Great Qin Iron Riders who were still alive shouted angrily.

The sound of war drums sounded, and in the originally closed Daqin military camp, the Daqin Iron Cavalry riding a fast horse was prominent, and the sound of war drums did not stop, rushing forward against the trend like a mad demon.

The young man's body trembled, and he could no longer hold the sword in his hand, and fell to the ground.

grabbed the Hu man master and said:

"Let's go, get out of ...... right away"

Seeing this, the Hu man sighed, and his heart was choked.

Shuai Qi was cut down, although the whole army was not scattered on the spot, but the morale was uncontrollable and became extremely low, and it was difficult to organize a new attack.

At that moment, he had to lead people to hastily sing gold, pack up the people and horses, and swept away, leaving only a large number of corpses and a strange knife that was stuck upside down in the ground.

In the cold wind swept down by the snow-capped mountains, the hissing did not stop.

There was a goshawk flying in the sky, hovering in the air for several weeks, and falling under a mound.

There was a young man dressed as a herdsman.

The cheekbones of his cheeks were high, and the whole person looked calm and tough, and his expression was a little heavy at this time, and when he raised his arm, the goshawk circled and landed on his right forearm.

The thick and powerful arms are covered with a thick piece of fur to prevent scratching.

The young man held his breath and waited until there was not much to hear before quietly leading his horse away.

There was a piece of white jade hanging on the side of his horse, and there was a hideous tiger beast on the jade, which was the appearance of a strange beast that any of the people of Daqin could recognize.

In the midst of this cold winter that has not been encountered for decades, the young man found a hidden place and carefully took out a jade bead from his bosom.

This was obtained in Fufeng County after he was abducted and sold into slavery three years ago.

At that time, he was already determined to die, but he didn't expect to be able to meet Lord Tuoba Yue, and he also got the adventure of Qin's mouth, was able to escape, and learned an extremely powerful martial art.

And the adult rarely had any restraint on himself, as if the so-called subordinate status was just because he wanted to find a fair reason to save his life.

Everything he has now was given by that lord, so he was extremely respectful to him, and now the look on his face was extremely reverent, holding the rare jade bead in the north in both hands, and touching it lightly on his forehead, the tip of his nose, and his cheeks, before he put his hands together and put it in front of his chest.

He spoke in a low voice in the Great Qin language, and said:

"Hall master, my subordinates have something to report."

PS: Because this paragraph doesn't seem to be very good to be separated, it's a two-in-one chapter, 5,600 words, and the split is also a chapter of 2,08......