"Wangjun is good, the mountains and rivers are beautiful."

Beside the river of camel bells, a general looked at the distance and said under the support of a group of personal soldiers, his face was energetic, but his eyes still could not hide his tiredness.

Behind him, there was a noise in front of the willow grove on the riverbank, horses sneezing, soldiers pacing on the ground, armor and weapons colliding, laughing with each other.

"Wangjun has seven thousand soldiers and horses." A scout introduced to the general, "The county guard king Gao Yang is benevolent, and the commander Huang Jiang is cautious. ”

The general smiled: "Kindness and prudence are good qualities, we have come so far to have a big meal." ”

The pro-soldiers around him also laughed.

"Attack the city first and make trouble, so that they can be alive."

"Then just besiege the city and not attack it, so that their skin is tight."

"It's called simmering over low heat, and it's delicious to eat."

"Do you need to send some people for a run to say hello to them?"

"They don't have to say hello to know we're coming."

They talked lightly, and then asked.

"Let's set up camp and rest first, and nourish our spirits."

Prudence and prudence are different, the prudence of the commander of Wangjun is cowardice, his prudence is alertness, and the general looked around: "Have the soldiers and horses of Wangjun been checked clearly?" How many are stationed outside the city? ”

A pro-soldier smiled: "The stragglers outside the city are not to be afraid, they are guarding the small array fort, even if they receive an order, they will not come out to help easily, not to mention that when there is no order, they shrink up and pretend that they don't know that we are coming." ”

The scout agreed with him.

Most of the people encountered along the way were like this, the generals nodded, raised their hands to signal the camp, and the noise behind them became even more noisy, the soldiers began to unload their armor, and the tired horses were also unloaded.

The general raised his arm and moved, and the soldiers around him began to unarmor him, and the scout suddenly thought of something.

"Still." "In the previous paragraph, many of the pathfinder brothers were killed, and some survivors said that they had encountered a group of stragglers, and they were dressed strangely....."

"What's the weird dress?" The general asked, turned around, and stopped talking abruptly.

His bloodshot eyes narrowed sharply, and a white figure appeared in his sight, including a tall figure that seemed to emerge from the ground, a white robe holding a bow and crossbow.

Poof.

The scout who stood in front of him and spoke spurted blood from his round eyes, and the rest of his words turned into a few hiccups, slammed to his knees, and fell headlong.

"Be careful, sir!"

"There's an enemy attack!"

The soldiers immediately surrounded the officers and retreated, and the soldiers who had just removed their armor hurriedly put them on, or picked up their weapons without caring about putting them on, and the horses eating forage were neighing and being pulled......

A whizzing rain of arrows rushed from ahead, screams rang out from the noisy camp, and the unprepared soldiers tumbled.

The blood and arrows made the camp here roar again, and the temporary surprise shield armor was raised, and the attack of the arrow rain ended at this time, but the battle had just begun.

After the rain of arrows, soldiers in white robes and light armor rushed with shields and weapons shouting.

The general was covered and retreated into the forest, and he clearly saw a young white-robed young general led by a spear forward and backward, and in the blink of an eye, two soldiers were pierced through the throat and fell to the ground.

The general recognized that this was the one who shot an arrow through the scout first, and he also understood what the scout meant, the uniforms of Great Xia were not white, these people were obviously officers and soldiers of Great Xia, but they were wearing white robes.

This is not a garden banquet, nor is it a flower view, in the bright spring day, after a knife and a gun, the conspicuous white robe is splashed with blood, which is very dazzling and weird.

The white robe rolled with the swords and guns, and jumped into the Fan Yang army that was gradually awakening and boiling.

Fan Yangjun, who had never encountered a surprise attack, let out an angry roar, and a Fan Yang strong soldier who was not even wearing armor smashed the hammer in his hand into the white-robed soldier who rushed forward in front of him, and the thin soldier was instantly smashed half of his head.

The ferocious counterattack turned into an attack, the heavy hammer and long knife made a terrible sound on the flesh, and every time it fell, it was accompanied by screams, flesh and blood flew sideways, and the quiet river was splashed by the fallen human body, and the splash was bright red in the sunlight.

The white-robed soldiers looked like minced flesh in the midst of more than 2,000 soldiers.

A hint of pride flashed in the eyes of the generals who stepped back to watch, but the next moment there was surprise again.

With such a fierce fight, the soldiers and horses of Great Xia who had been watching in the past would immediately flee, but the white-robed soldiers who were in it at this moment seemed to be invisible.

Not only can I not see, but I can't feel the pain in my body.

A long knife Fan Yang soldier roared and cut off the spear of the white-robed soldier, and the knife immediately fell on the neck of the white-robed soldier, and blood gushed out, but the white-robed soldier reached out and grabbed the long knife, and the crooked neck gushed blood, and he couldn't make a sound when he screamed in pain, only staring at Fan Yangbing fiercely with a pair of eyes.

Fan Yangbing tried hard to withdraw the long knife, but the half-dead white-robed soldier never let go, and in this gap, the spears of the three white-robed soldiers beside him picked up this Fan Yangbing.

The majestic Fan Yang soldiers fluttered a few times on the spear like a fish, and were thrown down and smashed into the two Fan Yang soldiers, which made the crowd around the white-robed soldiers retreat.

This kind of battle is not one or two people, but any one, the general can see that the lineup is being torn apart, he scolded, held his long knife, and at this moment there was the sound of horses' hooves in the woods behind him, and he turned back in shock, and the white robe in the thick green forest was like a cloud.....

"My lord, they still have reinforcements!" The pro-soldiers exclaimed.

The branches and leaves in the forest were covered by the dust and smoke of the horses' hooves, and the white robe was unknown.

"Let's retreat." The pro-soldier shouted.

As soon as the word retreat came out, the nearby Fan Yang soldiers were suddenly deflated, and they were killed again in an instant.

The official color changed: "You can't retreat!" There aren't that many of them! It's an illusion! ”

He swung the long knife in his hand and was about to leap into the formation, but a white figure flew through the torn hole in the formation.

With a choking sound, the spear and the long knife collided together, the general took a step back, the spear supported the leaping white robe to the ground, and the young and handsome face broke into the general's sight.

I only saw his handsome figure before, but now I can see his face clearly, this face and the white robe are suddenly not weird, and I don't think it's strange, such a young man should wear such clothes.....

A strange thought flashed through the general, and then his eyes narrowed and he roared, "Who are you!" ”

"So-and-so, Xiang Nan." Xiang Nandao, with a turn of his waist, the spear came like a snake.

Xiang Nan had never heard of anyone, and the general no longer asked, waving his sword to meet the battle, the weapons collided, and the flames splashed everywhere.

Qiang Qiang's weapon hit, the spear and the long knife fought four or five, the figures of the two intersected and separated, the spear was bounced away, Xiang Nan's figure immediately retreated with the gun, followed closely behind the official long knife, and slashed down with a roar, and narrowly brushed the top of Xiang Nan's hair.

The hairpin with the black ribbon that tied the hair broke, and the long hair flew away.

Hold the official knife in the air and just wait for a turn and a horizontal slash, you can cut this young man in half, but just when the corners of his mouth hooked a cruel smile, a cold light flashed in his long flying hair, and the spear came to his eyes.

How? The general's eyes widened instantly.... With a pop, the spear pierced his throat.

The general's long knife fell to the ground weakly in an instant, and the spear support that penetrated his throat made him lean forward, and his gaze fell, and the white-robed young general in front of him knelt on one knee, without looking back or turning, only holding his hands and grabbing backwards.

The long hair fluttering fell like a waterfall on the young man's back, and the general's eyes fell and closed, and his head did not move at all.

The soldiers who followed them let out a howl of rage, and were about to pounce on them, but the soldiers and horses in the forest behind them were already approaching, and the raised hooves of the horses trampled over them, and the long condescending knives cut off their heads.

Xiang Nan withdrew his spear, stood up and turned around, looking at the front of him, and now he changed into a white-robed soldier to strangle Fan Yangbing.

......

......

The river regained its calm, and the water passed over the corpses in it, happily washing away the bloodstains, but the flies buzzed, and the bloody smell was disgusting.

Gao Yang, the county guard, didn't spit it out, and he had seen this scene after months of war, but his face was still full of shock at this moment, because he had seen his own people killed before, and he had never seen so many rebels killed and wounded.

He looked up at the white-robed young man by the river who was concentrating on washing his spear with river water.

"You, who are you?" He asked.

Xiang Nan turned his head: "Taiyuan Mansion, Xiang Nan." ”

Huang Jiang, the commander of the Fan Yang soldiers who was killed at his feet, raised his head to add something when he heard this, but saw the white-robed young general covered in blood, as well as the corpses all over the ground.....

The question is who did this, who killed the enemy bravely, who was he?

Huang Jiang moved his lips and nodded: "Yes, my lord, I told you, his name is Xiang Nan." ”