Chapter 112: A Thousand Miles of Murder (5)
The valley road in the south of Chenjia Valley, the open terrain suddenly narrows, the cliffs on both sides are steep, and there is a narrow and steep slope leading directly to the outside of the valley, after this slope, it is Yanmen Mountain.
"Big brother! You go first! ”
A young general in black clothes and black armor, heroic and immature, with a spear on his face, turned his horse's head, and re-entered the chasing soldiers behind him with the few remaining personal soldiers of his headquarters.
"Seventh brother!"
Another general, who was more than ten years older than him, was shocked and wanted to stop him, but he couldn't catch him, so he could only watch from a distance as the young general killed the pursuers.
"Hey!"
The general turned his head directly and shot his horse in.
The black-armored young general's hand trembled, and the spear turned into a silver spear flower, stabbing out in all directions, and under one shot, seven or eight dead souls were suddenly added, and the whole body was suddenly empty.
turned around and hurriedly said: "Big brother! Let's go! ”
The general's marksmanship is not at all below the black-armored young general, and even has a victory, with a spear in his hand, he rushes left and right in the chasing soldiers, and no one is his enemy.
"I'm the eldest brother, how can I let you come to the queen? Don't talk nonsense, you and my brothers advance and retreat together, these rabble can't stop us and others, and fight a bloody way! ”
"Good!"
The black-armored junior knew his eldest brother's temperament, and he didn't say much, but only killed the enemy with his head bored.
The two brothers fought and retreated, although their spears were sharp, but it was difficult to stop the pursuers from rushing forward and one after another, and the pro-troops around them were fighting less and less, and they were also covered in blood and torn clothes.
This steep slope was no more than two miles long, but no matter how many people they killed, it seemed that it was difficult to move forward, and the corpses were all over the place, and the two of them could only kill into the crossing.
A rapid sound of gongs and drums suddenly sounded, and many soldiers suddenly appeared on the cliffs on both sides, waving flags and drums.
The black-armored young general was overjoyed: "Big brother! It's Pan Xiang's reinforcements! ”
The armor of those soldiers, as well as the big Pan character on the banner, all show the identity of this strange soldier.
They knew that their father had anticipated this situation, and had already made a plan to make an appointment with Pan Xiang and others to ambush a strange army here to support.
For obvious reasons, they didn't expect anything from this, and they didn't want the surprise soldier to really appear.
"Something is wrong......"
The general he called the eldest brother was originally a joy, but after a few glances, he realized that something was wrong.
"Not good! Seventh brother, retreat! ”
But it's obviously too late, it's true that this is an ambush, but it may not be the Liao army, or more than the Liao army.
The Song army, which was scattered over the cliffs on both sides of the slope, had obviously received orders earlier, and just as they entered the narrow ramp, they raised their longbows, and the sharp arrows flashed with the cold glow of the forest, indiscriminately aimed at the Song and Liao sides below.
"Drink!"
Seeing that there was no hope of exiting, the general shouted, beat his horse and rushed towards the black-armored general, and the spear was drawn horizontally, and it was drawn straight to the black-armored general.
Bang!
The black-armored junior will be pumped high and fly far out of the ramp.
"Big brother!"
This seemingly extremely heavy thrust did not hurt the black armor general at all, and the black armor general was originally a little stunned, but when he looked back in the air, his eyes suddenly split.
On the cliff, at least tens of thousands of Song soldiers were ambushed, and the sound of the bowstring that exploded like thunder exploded, and ten thousand arrows were fired in unison.
"Ahh
"Ahh
With the sound of screams, both Song and Liao on the ramp turned out to be the target of arrows.
Most of them were hit by at least dozens of arrows, and they died immediately and tragically on the spot.
Nine out of nine of the guards who followed them all the way died in an instant, and only a dozen or so were still tightly around him, not hesitating to surround themselves with a human wall to block the perimeter.
This is just a dying struggle, even a few breaths can not last, the general is exposed to the rain of arrows, he at the beginning of the spear dance a silver light, but can only block for a while, under the fire of ten thousand arrows, even if he is three heads and six arms, it is absolutely unstoppable.
In just a few moments, he was shot off the horse with more than a dozen arrows, and the horse neighed, and dozens of arrows were inserted into the body, and he fell to the ground and died.
At this moment, he especially looked at the black armor junior and let out a last terrible roar: "Go!" Let's go——! ”
It was another flood of arrows coming all over the world, and he obviously had no strength left to block it again, and the next moment it was the doom of ten thousand arrows piercing his body.
"Xuanjian, transform into a momentum!"
"Whew-"
A long sword flew through the air with a blazing white and dazzling essence and a fierce roar.
"Buzz ——!"
Instantly plunged into the ground in front of the general, trembling.
The invisible round aura suddenly opened, enveloping a radius of ten zhang, and the rain-like arrows were like a quagmire, which could only advance slowly inch by inch, and within a distance of less than one zhang, the remaining strength was exhausted and fell to the ground one after another.
The sudden change shocked everyone, especially this magical scene.
At this moment, a figure shot from a cliff in the sky, and with a light tiptoe, it slowly landed on the top of the long sword that was inserted into the earth.
The blue and white robes mixed with blood flew in the wind, and the sound was fierce.
The person who came was a young man covered in blood and could not hide the dust on his body, and his spirit was like jade.
In the overwhelming rain of arrows, the beautiful face that was not like a person in the mortal dust was indifferent, and regarded this soul-threatening arrow rain as nothing.
The strange scene where no arrows could fall in a radius of ten zhang, as well as the peerless demeanor of the young man, made everyone stunned, and even the rain of arrows shot from the cliff became sparse.
His seemingly plain but implied cold murderous eyes glanced at a cliff top from afar, and with a light tap on his toes, the long sword shot out from under his feet, and broke through the air towards the top of the cliff with a sharp roar.
"Let's go!"
The figure spun, fished to the ground, grabbed the general who was lying on the ground, and the figure flashed out of the ramp, and then buckled the black-armored young general who was stunned, and disappeared in a few blinks, leaving only a murderous word floating among the cliffs:
"Pan Mei Lao'er, you slaughtered innocent civilians, framed Zhongliang, ambushed your comrades, the crime is not punishable, today the master will not kill you, leave your dog life for the time being, the master has always liked to punish people, day by day, the master will let you be ruined, and then suffer Ling Chi to death! Enjoy the last of the earthly pleasures, this day will not be too far away. ”
"Bell!"
The long sword that shot out went straight into the stone wall at the top of a cliff, and it trembled.
On the side of the long sword, an old man with a long beard of five willows under his chin was pale and ugly, but the hand hidden in the sleeve of his robe was trembling slightly.
……
Chenjia Gukou.
Yang Ye's army was like blood, and the generals of the Yang family were all wounded by hundreds and ten, especially fighting to the death, and no one said goodbye.
40,000 elites, under the siege of hundreds of thousands of Khitan elite soldiers, have been killed and wounded, but they can still fight to kill almost the same number of Liao soldiers.
"Yang Ye! You don't descend or not! ”
Yelu Hugh Geyou on the high platform did not give up and wanted to surrender Yang Ye.
Yang Yejin swept the knife and shouted angrily: "Don't say much, only die!" ”
"Only death!"
"Only death!"
……
"Watching the soldiers and knowing the generals, the Yang family general really lives up to his name, and the invincible general is worthy of the name of invincible......"
A voice as faint as the breeze suppressed the sound of killing all over the mountains, and clearly reached everyone's ears, as if someone was whispering in their ears.
The men of both armies were startled, and looked in the direction from which the voice came, and saw a man standing on a cliff, flying on the cliff as if he were walking on the ground.
Look in that direction, but they are going towards the high platform.
In an instant, he came to the bottom of the high platform, stepped under his feet, and his body turned to rise upward, and every time he stepped down, he rose several feet, like climbing the ladder, and flew up to the cliff platform in the blink of an eye.
The high platform is more than ten zhang high, and there are many elite soldiers guarding it, no one believes that anyone can get close to here, let alone climb the high platform of more than ten zhang under heavy guarding.
But now someone has done it, and in such an amazing way.
"Stop him!"
At the top of the high platform, in addition to the two Liao generals, there is still a circle of heavy guards, and the two are not ordinary people, and they quickly came back to their senses, and the comers were obviously not good.
It's just that these elite soldiers can't stop the people from taking half a step, the people who come are spinning, holding the long sword in their hands and turning into cold light, a little crimson splashing, when everyone didn't react, the two Liao generals only felt a pain in several places around their bodies, and they found that they couldn't move, and at the same time their necks were cold, and the people who came with a long sword in one hand and a long knife in the other, one left and one right on the necks of the two.
"If you want to live, retire."
The tone of the person who came was flat, without ups and downs, and the words were concise and without burden, but the coldness and unquestionable were impossible to ignore.
"This young man, this king is ......"
He was only halfway through his words when he was interrupted by someone who came: "Die, or retreat?" ”