In order to say this, he shook aside the hands of a few black spearmen blocking him, and shouted that he was a mage sealed by the imperial court, even if he was a seven-rank captain with hundreds of people, it was not something that civilians could approach if they wanted to.

"All brothers, set up in defensive formation. Qin Wangke issued an order loudly, noncommittal to Shi Keqi's suggestion, and said in an interrogative tone: "You are really a mage sealed by the imperial court?

Seeing him so young, Qin Wangke couldn't help but be suspicious. The mages sealed by the imperial court, the low-level ones are equivalent to eight or nine grades, and the honorary positions such as mages and knights do not have official seals, and only badges and identity documents are issued.

"I lost it in the fight, and I was guarding the princess just now. Don't care what identity you are, hurry up, it's too late. Scoch said urgently.

Nonsense, if it weren't for the beautiful maid beside her when the princess was gone, she said goodbye to you. Otherwise, you would have asked someone to fork away, the war was about to break out, and there was no time to grind your mouth, it doesn't matter if you are a mage or not, Qin Wangke thought to himself.

Shi Keqi leaned into his ear and spoke.

"Really?"

Getting Shi Keqi's affirmation, Qin Wangke hesitated for a moment, but quickly abandoned that kind of thought, in the final analysis, he didn't trust a person he just knew, he drank: "Order, continue to form a formation on the spot, put down the shield, and set up the gun." ”

Shi Keqi shook his head and stopped persuading, and Hefang was leaving with the people of Osmanthus Fang.

From the beginning of only hearing the sound of hooves to appearing and talking, two thousand meters, 1,500 meters, the brute rider gradually accelerated to the road covered with a lot of grass.

Suddenly, the horses that walked in the front neighed in pain, and the horses' hooves fell to the ground on their sides, and a more tragic neighing sound sounded from the horses, which led everyone behind to rein in their horses.

The war horse that fell or the front or hind hooves were nailed with triangular thistles, and there were a few on the belly of the horse that was close to the ground, no wonder it neighed in pain. How can there be thistles on the road, this is of course the masterpiece of Scoch.

It turned out that when Shi Keqi went to see the princess, he had arranged for someone to throw the thistle on the road, just to block the brute ride for a while. Fang Cai and Qin Wangke said the same thing, but unfortunately, he didn't believe it too much.

Originally, with the blockage of thistles, the black spearmen could go to the paddy fields in front of them to form a formation. But Qin Wangke's choice missed a good battlefield, and he couldn't help but feel a little remorseful, he had known that it would be good to listen to the words of that so-called mage, he thought to himself.

Of the less than 500 meters of the road, there are three sections of about 50 meters of road sprinkled with grass, and every 100 meters or so, each section has a lot of thistles cleared. Only the barbarians cleaned up the last section of the road and found that there was not a single thistle terrestris, which was estimated to have been used up in the front.

Who did it, it's so fucking insidious, the barbarian cursed.

"The sound of killing behind is shocking, and I don't know if the black spearmen are blocking the brute cavalry. Fang Zheng panted as he ran.

"So run, if you can't beat it, you can run it. Shi Keqi replied that since seeing his fireball, Fang Zheng seemed to have found a second backbone, and he always liked to be close to him, which made him think that Fang was an old rabbit.

"Hit more with less, resist riding with foot, I think there is more luck and less luck. ”

"It's okay for you to say a few less frustrating words, oops, why is the killing sound behind getting smaller and smaller, and it was said by your crow's mouth. ”

"It's us running farther and farther. ”

"You go away and don't want to talk to you. ”

The sound of horses' hooves sounded again, "Fang Zhengdao."

Six hundred black spearmen blocked the two thousand barbarian cavalry for more than half an hour before the whole army was wiped out, Qin Wangke was captured alive, and more than 200 barbarian cavalry were killed and wounded. The general infantry is at a disadvantage to the cavalry, and they are elite soldiers who can resist for half an hour with weak troops, and they can cause a lot of casualties to the opponent, and they are the elite soldiers among the elite soldiers.

The commander of the barbarian cavalry stared at the official road in front of him, which was hundreds of meters long and sprinkled with soybeans and brown rice, and thousands of alpacas galloped past in his heart. The war horse stumbled and had to stop.

The fields on both sides are not easy to walk, potholes, uneven heights, and there are surprises of rat holes and wormholes under the weeds, so I have to lead the war horse and walk slowly.

This trick of damage was definitely done by the guy who hid the thistle in the grass, and he was caught today, the commander thought fiercely.

"All our grain is spilled on the road, and the mule, horses, and ox carts are empty, what do we eat at night?" Fang Zheng said with a sad face.

"I'll wait until the evening, when you sprinkled the grain just now, you shouted the hardest. Shi Keqi said.

"That's a lot of intimidation from you, your mind is dizzy, and you say that if you empty things, livestock can be used. ”

"Yes, when there is nothing to eat at night, I eat them, nearly a hundred heads are enough to eat for a few days. "There is an animal power cart shop in the osmanthus workshop, and the number raised by each family is this number.

......。

Princess Yuwenmeng, who was one step ahead, finally saw Wang Liangqin, who commanded two thousand black spearmen, and it had been four hours since last night, and she was frightened and almost became a barbarian prisoner.

After the princess asked Zi Dinglin about the number of black spearmen, she was a little unhappy and said: "General Wang, there are eight thousand elite soldiers in the black spearmen, how can there be two thousand six?"

"As soon as the messenger arrived, I gathered together two thousand six hundred men who could go at once, and came by day and night. Others who are too late will follow in the next two days. Wang Liangqin lowered her eyelids and said.

"If there are fewer people, I should arrive early. ”

"Nearly three hundred miles away, two days to arrive, food and water are on the way, princess, you see that the soldiers are very tired. ”

"Forget it, just when people arrive, why haven't other reinforcements come yet. ”

"I don't know. Wang Liangqin's eyelids lifted.

"Hey, that's the case with the famous black spearmen, it's not a big deal. Qinghong interjected.

"It's just a waste, it's not worth mentioning. Wang Liangqin said lightly.

"Well, the elder guard, why do you belittle our army, my parents led the army to fight for thirty years in blood-stained battle clothes, and the sons who sacrificed their lives for the country have changed one stubble after another. A middle-aged man in his thirties who was thin and dignified refuted.

Qinghongyi pouted and said, "You are the son of General Wang, is your father General Qin in the rear to organize the army?"

The middle-aged man is Qin Baijia, Wang Liangqin's second son, and when he asked about his father, he said in a depressed mood: He died.

Qing Hongyi said: "It's a pity, if General Qin goes to war, he must bring more soldiers." ”

When Qin Baijia heard this, his face turned red and white, and he began to untie the copper buckle on the rattan armor without saying a word.

"What are you doing, how can you be so rude. ”

Qin Baijia untied the rattan armor with three strokes and five divisions, took it off and threw it to the ground, and the bang stirred up a lot of dust.

"Inexplicable, what kind of temper tantrums, General Wang, you take care of your son. ”

Wang Liangqin twisted his head to the side and ignored it.

"When have you been mad enough to run into the princess, but it's a great sin. "Qinghong is still in the way of the sword.

Qin Baijia took off his robe, revealing the white coarse linen clothes inside, and said excitedly: "Master Guard, do you recognize what this is!"

"What's so unusual about a white robe, it's better for you to explain what you did just now. ”

Qin Baijia raised his head and laughed sadly, he shouted, "Sons, take off your armor." ”

The two thousand black spearmen were ordered to strip off their armor and robes, revealing their white linen clothes. The scene suddenly became white, as if it had fallen heavily in snow.

"As soon as my old father took his last breath, the messenger for help arrived, and my mother was sad and unconscious, and when she woke up, she endured a hundred pains and entrusted the funeral to the clansmen, and led the troops out with tears, crossing thousands of feet of high mountains, crossing a river ten thousand feet wide, running day and night, sleepless, hunger and thirst, just to rescue you! Three hundred miles, three hundred miles, two days to go, try to ask what army in the world can do it!"

Qin Baijia's eyes turned red and said: "My father passed away, you actually ignored it, only that there were few soldiers, you must know that the mourning hall of the deceased father was not clothed, my mother went out to order soldiers, and the many villages where the clansmen lived were far apart, and it was a blessing to be able to get 2,600 soldiers in a short time." ”

"Mother, the court is so cold, please recall the eldest brother to lead the troops back to the clan. Qin Baijia fell to his knees in tears and fell to the dust.

"Chief, please allow me to wait for the Hui. "Two thousand black spearmen dressed in filial piety clothes knelt on the ground.

Qinghongyi panicked, in case the black spearmen really left, and the princess was captured by the brute horsemen, she would not be able to escape death even if she was lucky.

The princess suddenly lifted the veil, Qin Baijia was suddenly petrified, and a word came out of his heart irrepressibly: Alluring the country and the city. Only this word is worthy of the appearance of a princess, and words such as shy flowers and closed moons, sinking fish and geese are not suitable.

Her beauty is like a huge whirlpool, attracting everyone's attention and falling into a deep depression.

Her beauty is ashamed of herself, she can make a monarch who loves beauty but not the country give up the throne and can quell a war.

Zi Dinglin took the opportunity to walk in front of Qin Baijia and knelt down and said: "The country is in turmoil, fortunately there are loyal ministers and good generals, women flee and are fortunate to meet heroes and righteous soldiers, General Qin Xiao, you are a strange man in the contemporary era, please don't take the little woman's momentary gaffe, please don't take it to heart." ”

A pair of thin but powerful hands helped Zi Dinglin up, it was Wang Liangqin, and she scolded: "What are you doing, get up and line up in armor, the barbarians are coming." He lowered his voice and said to Qin Baijia: "Your brother has a strong temper, and he hasn't turned around yet, so he is probably in trouble." ”

The black spearmen obediently pierced the armor according to their words, and none of them dared to say anything, and they didn't even look at the princess's alluring face, this old woman with a sickly face was so majestic. Zi Dinglin thought to himself.

Soon after the people of Osmanthus Fang panted through the gun array of the black spearmen, the pursuers appeared. The brute was taken aback by the fact that he had just recovered from a difficult battle, and the commander had already interrogated the origin of the captured officer.

There was a brute cavalry in the Northern Zhou language who was instructed to raise a white flag and ask for negotiations. In front of the two armies, Wang Liangqin looked at the barbarian envoy coldly.

"Pull away the team and let us capture the princess, and if we agree, we can return the prisoners of war, including your son. "Brute said.

"How many captives did you capture?"

"Forty or so, for one person, no loss. ”

Wang Liangqin looked up at the sun in the sky, squinted his eyes and said, "My youngest son said a lot today, I don't know why I want to say something too, can you listen?"

"Talk about it, it doesn't hurt. ”

"We Tu people speak loudly, love to fight and fight, drink the blood of wild beasts, in the eyes of the Northern Zhou people, we are native barbarians. But in my eyes, you are the real barbarians, we are poor but we will not rob others, we speak rudely but understand things, and we will not make trouble out of nothing. ”