There was no singing and dancing in the tent, but it was still noisy and shaky.

The adults from the capital were pierced by a single shot before they could question and roar or flee in terror.

The majestic soldier waved the man hanging on the spear with one hand, the man was not yet dead, his hands and feet twitched and twitched, as if he were dancing, blood gushing out and dripping to the ground, and the carpet bloomed with blood.

The soldiers from the capital outside the camp tent were also slaughtered, some resisted and some fled in all directions, but this gorgeous camp tent was like a spider web, and the moths that had entered the net had only one way to die.

Those who resisted were hacked to death with knives, those who knelt down were pierced by a single shot, and those who fled were shot away by arrows.

The flames, blood, and figures collided, and the shouts and laughter set off a new uproar.

Soon the people from the capital here turned into dead bodies, and the corpses that were provoked were thrown on the ground, and Ankang Mountain's thick feet stepped on it, making a creaking sound.

"I'm worried that I will be robbed of my name by this little bastard Wu Ya'er and I can't enter Beijing, so you can't wait to send it here." He said, "It's too late to covet my soldiers and horses at this time." ”

The tent was lifted, and the golden feather screen shone in the firelight, so that the Ankang Mountain standing at the door could not be looked at directly.

"Governor, these people are all killed." Some generals laughed and pointed to the corpses all over the ground.

There were still undead rolling screams in the corpses, and no soldiers went up to make up for the stabs, but watched and listened with interest.

"The ones in charge of escorting are the soldiers and horses of Xuanwudao." Another general pointed in one direction, "More than three hundred people are also in the urn." ”

In the night wind with the strong smell of alcohol, there was the sound of a horn like a whining wolf, and the officers and men who were sitting eating meat, drinking, and laughing were a little puzzled.

"What is that sound?" A Xuanwu soldier held a piece of wolf jerky and bit it hard, quipping vaguely, "Are you still here with a live wolf?" ”

Fan Yangbing, who was toasting and laughing with him, suddenly showed his fangs, and the wine urn in his hand was raised and smashed on the head of this Xuanwu soldier.

Wine and blood splattered.

At the same time, blood was also splashed in other places, and Fan Yangbing, who was sitting and laughing, turned into wolves and knocked down the soldiers of Xuanwudao.

The burning bonfire became dim, laughter turned into screams, the smell of wine mixed with fish, and the fire glowed red in the night, as if it were covered with a layer of blood mist.

The soldiers who were crawling in a drainage ditch shuddered.

"Xiang Nan, we, aren't we going back to save them?" A companion shuddered in a low voice.

Xiang Nantou, who was at the forefront, did not reply: "Can we save them?" ”

The companions looked at the dark night behind them, smelled the strong bloody breath, and the ghost crying wolf howl in their ears became clearer and clearer, this is not the camp, this is the Yama Temple, these people moths threw fire, but they really fled like this.....

"We're not running away, we're going to report the news." Xiang Nan corrected, "Ankang Mountain has rebelled, we must notify the soldiers and horses in front of us and notify the capital, otherwise the lives will be ruined, and it will be ......"

And it's not certain whether you can get out or not.

He didn't say that.

"Let's go." He whispered, and hurried forward.

Yes, now it is a senseless sacrifice to turn back, and the companions no longer ask any more questions, holding their breath and silently following Xiang Nan to sneak in the night, and the sound of Fan Yangbing's running seems to be everywhere above his head.

At the end of the killing, the torches lit up the scene, and Sun Zhe stood in place overlooking the corpses all over the ground, looking satisfied.

"My lord, the number is wrong." A general ran over, "There are more than 100 people missing." ”

Sun Zhe was suddenly surprised: "What? How could there be a hundred less? ”

"When drinking, people come and go." A general knelt on the ground, "We don't care. ”

It is natural to be convenient to drink too much, but I didn't expect some convenient people to never go back.

"There is no such thing as Xiang Nan." Another general checked the dead body and came running and shouted, "He ran away with someone." ”

"Xiang Nan?" Sun Zhe touched his beard and babbled, "Did you find anything?" is worthy of being the son-in-law of Li Dadudu, the governor of Jiannan Province. ”

The general next to him snorted coldly and disdainfully: "Don't talk about the son-in-law of Jiannan Dao, what can I do if the old man comes?" This is not Jiannan Dao, this is the world of our Fan Yang Army. ”

The bright and noisy camp was finally left behind, and the team of more than a hundred people quickened their pace, and there was a rustling noise on the ground.

"Where are we going?" Someone asked a low question.

The night was vast, and I couldn't tell the direction for a while.

"There is a ravine ahead from here, and as long as we can get into it, we have a chance to get rid of the pursuers." Xiangnan Road.

The night did not freeze his steps in the slightest, and his steps were as firm as his voice, reassuring his companions who followed behind him.

"Xiang Nan, you are so familiar with this side." Companion sighed.

Xiang Nan hummed: "On the way, I checked the nearby map. ”

The companions burst into a low cheer, mixed with words such as Xiang Nan is really good, or Xiang Nan is powerful.

Xiang Nan didn't tell them that he was not powerful, he just knew that there was a way, but he didn't dare to guarantee whether this road could be walked, and it should not be able to walk......

There was a buzz, a sharp whistling that pierced the night sky.

"Pour." Xiang Nan shouted, fell to the ground, and at the same time stretched out his hand to pull his companion beside him, but he was still a step too late, and the companion next to him flicked, jumped up like a fish and fell down with a pop, only to let out a muffled snort, and the fire ignited on him at the same time, illuminating the pale faces of the companions around him.

Laughter rang out ahead, accompanied by the sound of horses' hooves, and the fires lit up one by one.

"Sons, suffer death." There was a shout smashing at me.

Then came a rain of crossbow arrows, not only with fire oil.

"Lie down, crawl forward." Xiang Nan shouted, while struggling to lie on the ground and crawl forward, while watching his companions around him keep bounce and break, screaming, and the fire rose.

The horseless soldiers soon fell silent under the rain of arrows, leaving only the fire and the scorching stench of burning flesh and skin.

The horses' hooves clattered and the soldiers and horses in front of them galloped, raising their bows and crossbows and spears in their hands.

"I thought we wouldn't be useful." A soldier laughed and poked the corpse lying on the ground with the spear in his hand, "There are so many people running out of the camp, it's Sun Zhe who is too waste.....

Before he could finish his sentence, the spear in his hand came from the corpse with a strong force, and the burning corpse bounced off the ground, and a white figure leaped up from underneath it.

With the help of a spear, his feet flew up.

The soldier's eyes were black, his head was covered by his burning robe, and he rolled off his horse with a scream.

The soldiers and horses around were suddenly shocked, and roared angrily with four or five spears and knives slashing over.

The young man wearing only a white undershirt on horseback flicked his spear, and the spear was like rain, and the attacking weapons were knocked away, and the man with the belly of the horse rushed out.

"Kill him!"

The roar was like thunder, and the scattered soldiers and horses were surrounded, too close to use bows and crossbows, and could only be slashed by countless knives and guns.

The man rises and falls on the horse's back, and the spear flies up and down, back and forth, left and right, bringing up patches of blood mist, and the man falls, and the horse raises its hooves, screaming, neighing, and sparks splashing everywhere.

The gathered soldiers and horses are like a pair of big hands clasped together and beaten, and they are constantly opened, just like seeing a wonderful performance, and the applause can't be stopped.

As he gathered and separated, there were fewer and fewer soldiers and horses around the young man, his white robe was stained with blood, and the spear had no head, but when a soldier with a hammer smashed it viciously, the headless spear still pierced his throat steadily.

The soldier who fell to the ground did not die for a moment and rolled, but knocked over the horses of his companions, and by this gap, the young man in white urged the horse to gallop forward, like a meteor in the dark night.

"Chase!"

"Shoot the arrows!"

The cacophony of roars, horses' hooves, and the sound of crossbows brushing their ears in the night wind.

Xiang Nan didn't look back, leaned over the horse's back tightly, turned the headless spear with one hand, grabbed the shield armor carried by the horse with the other, and a rain of arrows fell, and the horse neighed and flew forward.

When the bowstring was put on again, the young man in white had already left the range of the bow and arrow.

Looking at the corpses rolling down all over the ground, the military man led by him roared: "Chase!" Ahead is a canyon, a dead end! ”

The ground shook, the horses galloped, and the spears, knives, bows and crossbows howled like rolling waves to engulf the swaying boats.

A deep ravine suddenly appeared in front of the boat, and on the opposite side of the ravine, a towering valley could be seen.

"He can't escape!"

"Shoot the arrows! Shoot the arrows! ”

The soldiers and horses behind him approached, and the shouts were also approaching, but the boat did not stop in the slightest, but increased its speed, and with the sound of the rain of arrows breaking through the air, the horses let out a neighing and jumped, and another neigh, and the sound of rocks and heavy objects rolling down, and then it calmed down.

The galloping waves stopped in front of the deep ditch, and the torch light could not see the opposite side, nor could the bottom of the ditch.

......

......

"Ran one?" An Kangshan, who was standing in front of the camp, looked at Sun Zhe who was kneeling in front of him, and asked with some surprise, "Not only did you run out of the camp, but you also killed your encirclement with one person, one gun and one horse?" ”

Sun Zhe's head was almost on the ground: "It is also possible to fall into the deep ditch and die." ”

One of the generals beside Ankang Mountain had a hideous face: "Have you seen the corpse?" ”

Sun Zhe trembled: "The ditch has not been found in the middle of the night." ”

"Then it's possible that he ran away!" The general roared, holding the big knife in his waist, he was about to cut off Sun Zhe's head, "What do you want!" ”

Sun Zhe raised his head with a pale face and shouted: "That person is the son-in-law of Li Feng'an of Jiannan Province......"

I don't know if it was Li Feng'an's three words, or for other reasons, An Kangshan raised his hand to stop the general's falling knife.

"That's it, if you run alone, you can run away, and you don't care about him." He said.

Another general glanced at Sun Zhe and said in a low voice: "Dudu, this person has such kung fu at a young age, and he should not be underestimated. ”

An Kangshan laughed, and the flesh on his body trembled: "Of course Li Feng'an's son-in-law is not ordinary, but if such an unusual person as Li Feng'an is dead, what can his son-in-law do?" The general trend of the world is irresistible. ”

He raised his hand.

"Raise the flag!"

There were two strong soldiers who carried a big banner, standing behind Ankang Mountain, and unfurled, under the bright torch illumination, the big characters of the rebel thief Luo Shiqing on it fluttered in the wind.

"Pass me 150,000 sons, follow me into Beijing, Qingjun's side, and beg the rebels!"

"Spread the righteousness of the world, follow me into Beijing, Qingjun's side, and beg the rebels!"

Countless soldiers and horses appeared in the night, and the roar was like thunder.

"Qingjun side! Rebels! ”