Outside the big tent of the Chinese army, the wind and rain were more urgent for a while, lightning flashed and thundered, and heavy rain beat the tent curtain.

Accompanied by a thunderstorm, Yang Tingfeng had another strange dream.

Just like when he was in the ancient city of Xiliu, he dreamed that he had returned to the past, and he also participated in the Six Towns Uprising, and met the leader of the rebel army, Po Liuhan Baling, and became his personal gun guard

But the difference is that this time, Yang Tingfeng can control himself in his dreams.

It doesn't look like someone else's memory.

And this time, Nicholas Yang can also feel very clearly that he is in a dream......

A.D. 523

The middle and late dynasties of the Northern and Southern Dynasties

Extend the flames of war throughout the territory of China Shenzhou

It has not tasted decline so far.

The soldiers of the six northern towns (Woye Town, Huaishuo Town, Wuchuan Town, Fuming Town, Rouxuan Town, and Huaihuang Town) located in the Zisai border pass and the people of all ethnic groups launched a great uprising against the rule of the Northern Wei Dynasty.

Since Emperor Xiaowen of the Northern Wei Dynasty moved the capital to Luoyang, the status of the generals who had been guarding the six towns such as Woye in the north for a long time declined, and at this time, the extreme climate in the north led to a shortage of grain and grass, and the low-level townspeople in the six towns became more and more dissatisfied with the high-level generals.

In the end, the Six Towns Uprising broke out, and the various ethnic groups in Guanlong and Hebei responded one after another, and the rule of the Northern Wei Dynasty was on the verge of collapse. The military heroes of the border towns took the opportunity to expand their strength......

In order to suppress local uprisings and maintain its rule, the Northern Wei had to turn to its former sworn enemy, the Rouran Khanate

In 525 A.D., Rouran Khan Yu Jiulu Anapu, at the invitation of the Northern Wei Dynasty, led 100,000 people from Wuchuan west to Woye to help Wei suppress the Six Towns Uprising.

In June, Poliu Han Baling led an army to besiege Yuanyuan in Wuyuan, and was attacked by 200 people recruited by the Wei general He Batsheng, and was frustrated and retreated. Wei Changliu joined the army and persuaded the western Tiele chieftain Qi Liehe and others to lead more than 30,000 households to rebel against the Liuhan Baling and surrender to Wei, and the Liuhan Baling led the troops to intercept the interception, which was defeated by the Yuanyuan ambush soldiers, and was broken by the Anapu Division, and successively lost troops and surrendered generals, and then crossed the Beihe River (now Wujia River in Inner Mongolia) in the south.

The Northern Wei Dynasty divided the captured rebels and 200,000 residents of the six towns into the three prefectures of Ji, Ding, and Ying (now Jizhou, Dingzhou, and Hejian, Hebei......

The Six Towns Uprising dealt a heavy blow to the decaying Northern Wei regime, and its influence spread throughout the country, triggering the uprising of the people in Guanlong and Hebei.

Two years after the failure of the uprising, when the world gradually began to forget about it, the war was still burning in the depths of Wolf Mountain

The war did not end because of the disappearance of Po Liuhan Baling.

A fighting force group composed of the defeated soldiers of the Six Towns Uprising is constantly absorbing stragglers to fight against the dart soldiers hired by the Northern Wei Dynasty and the killers from Rouran.

In the perennial battle, some people disappeared into the fog of Wolf Mountain, some people were decapitated in different places, and some people were devoured by spirits, and a large number of unjust souls wandered here......

Fighting sounds.......

The head of the six Han Baling is here, and you are not waiting to descend quickly?

Shouting for killing......

Brother, avenge your Lord, right now.

Please wake up......

When Yang Tingfeng woke up, he felt a pain in his body.

He took a look at himself, and new and old scars abound on his body, and some wounds still had blood stains that had not yet dried.

However, if you move your body or try to get up, you will pull on the new wound. Blood slid down the wound again, dripping to the ground.

Yang Tingfeng clearly remembered that before he fell asleep, he should be in the big tent of the Chinese army.

But the surrounding scene is not a big tent, but a ruined temple.

Yang Tingfeng glanced at it, but saw that there were two Jinjia Mountain Gods on the hall, seven or eight little ghosts standing on the side, one offering table was full of dust, and on the ground, there were piles of withered straw, and he was also covered with some, which seemed to be intentional.

In other words, Yang Tingfeng at this time did not really wake up, and was still in a dream.

A more accurate explanation is that he had a dream-within-a-dream, or multi-dream, multi-layered dream.

In the process of this multiple dream realm, every time he "wakes up", the reality of the dream will also increase, so that Yang Tingfeng can't tell his state at all, whether he is in reality or in a dream.

He thought for a while, and suddenly heard a murmuring sound from outside the temple, so he wondered, "Is it still raining?" ”

Yang Tingfeng lifted the straw and forcibly got up, suddenly, he felt a sharp pain in his abdomen, and looked down, but saw that there was a plutonium arrow inserted in his lower abdomen, and the arrow wound had caused a large area around the wound to ulcerate.

Without thinking about it, he broke the shaft of the arrow, and with his bare hands, the arrow was pulled out from the lower abdomen. Although he was in a dream, Yang Tingfeng still felt the pain of piercing his heart. But he was naturally strong-willed, his teeth clenched, and he didn't snort, tearing off his shirt and wrapping up the wound.

After a while, outside the temple gate, I heard an unusually steady footsteps, walked in, and saw Yang Tingfeng, the man lost his voice and shouted: "Old Seven, are you awake?" ”

"Seventh? I? Yang Tingfeng was stunned for a moment, raised his eyes to look, but saw a middle-aged military man, born with thick eyebrows and tiger eyes, tall figure, knotted muscles, and the armor he wore was also a masterpiece of "chain and two crotch armor", which was still dripping with rain.

In contrast to the design of the infantry armor, which hits the weight on the abdomen and chest, the weight of this armor is evenly distributed among the various units of the body, greatly improving the agility of the wearer.

In his right hand, the soldier holds a spear with a barbed spear on the blade. The gun was nine feet three inches long, of which the head was eight inches. The head of the gun is sharp, and the lower part of the gun has a barb protruding laterally, the tip of the hook is curved inward, and the end of the shaft has an iron hammer.

"Hook and sickle?"

Seeing the blades made by the military man, Yang Tingfeng couldn't help but recall what Pei Ju said, 'Breaking the Six Han Baling' gun guards couldn't help but look at the sky with their eyes thoughtful.

But seeing Yang Tingfeng standing still, the military man stepped forward, patted Yang Tingfeng on the shoulder, and couldn't help worrying: "Old Seven, since you are awake, hurry up to the secret passage in the back mountain, get your Ang Shan hook sickle, I will call the eldest brother and they retreat quickly, and we will meet in the back mountain." With that, he picked up his spear and ran out of the temple gate.

Yang Tingfeng looked at the back of the military man, couldn't help but be dumbfounded, and thought: "Back mountain? Also a secret passage? The seventh man in his mouth may know, but how can he know Yang Tingfeng? ”

He sighed, covered his abdomen, staggered against the wall, and slowly walked out of the temple gate.

Thankfully, the sky was raining and the land was wet.

On the ground, there are pit footprints, which are thought to have been left by the military man just now.

Yang Tingfeng followed the footprints, climbed over a sand dune, and walked half a mile, when the figure of the military man came into view again, he suddenly found that beside the military man, there were fifty gun heroes dressed in armor similar to him, each with a hook and sickle in his hand, and a rattan shield behind him, with a neat lineup.

At the same time, opposite the gunner, there was also a team of people. There were about 100 people, with strong bows and quivers, felt hats, scimitars at their waists, brown rhino skin armor, and a wolf howling in their mouths.

Yang Tingfeng took a closer look and couldn't help but be surprised: it turned out that the appearance of these people was quite terrifying, almost everyone had scratched their foreheads, leaving a long scar, and their bodies were tattooed with totems and red stone powder, thinking that they were the natives in the Wolf Mountain mentioned by Pei Ju.

But strangely, the natives did not dare to attack, but only muttered vigorously.

Yang Tingfeng was puzzled, and suddenly, someone among the natives opened his bow and arrows; Immediately afterwards, everyone set up arrows together, and in an instant, a dense rain of arrows shot at the spearmen in the distance.

"Royal!" The gunners took out the rattan cards from behind, strictly guarded the position, and resisted in the rain of arrows in the sky, and for a while, the crackling sound was endless, and the sound of rain strings was in the ears.

At this time, someone among the natives pulled out the scimitar at his waist and ordered people to attack the gun formation together, but suddenly found that a person with a hook and sickle spear came out from the flank, the marksmanship was strange and strange, and the speed was incomparable.

The natives seem to have seen this man's bravery a long time ago, so they can only send people to retreat.

But when I heard the sound of strings, more than a dozen arrows came out in response, opening a dense net of arrows in the air.

The man's eyes widened as he watched the arrow's trajectory. didn't wait for the arrows to arrive, while retreating and blocking, in an instant, ten moves in a row, the hook and sickle spear danced into a silver circle of light, but seeing the steel filings falling one after another, blocking a few arrows that went straight to the point, but after all, he couldn't block them all, and he was hit by two arrows on his body, but he didn't snort.

"I see!" Seeing this, Yang Tingfeng secretly paid: "No wonder on both sides, no one can eat anyone." ”

After the battle just now, he knew that the natives of Wolf Mountain were good at bows and arrows, but when it came to hand-to-hand combat, they were not the opponents of the gunmen.

But soon, Yang Tingfeng denied his judgment.

Why?

Because he was shocked to find that almost all of those gunmen had arrow wounds, and the angle of the injuries was also very tricky

The rattan is not a full-body shield, but a half-body shield. The materials are all woven by the old rattan in the mountain, the craftsmanship is rough, and many cards are densely packed with many air leaks, giving arrows a chance.

Yang Tingfeng couldn't help but gasp, this was definitely not an unintentional coincidence. The purpose of the natives is to shoot and injure people, and the arrows are poisonous, and it only takes a few hours for the gunmen to collapse and bleed to death.

I really didn't expect that this group of natives would have such amazing archery skills - they can shoot through the tiny gaps in the corners of the rattan cards?

At this moment, a strange wind came from afar, and the smell of blood in the valley became stronger.

And as soon as the wind sounded, the natives all tightened their hearts, as if they were afraid of something, hurriedly put away their bows and arrows, and with a strange cry in their mouths, they quickly disappeared into the heavy rain.

On the other hand, the gun heroes also stiffened their bodies, regardless of the pain, they shouldered the hook and sickle one after another, put the rattan tag on their backs, and didn't even look back, turned around and ran.

Yang Tingfeng was wondering to himself, suddenly, he noticed that there seemed to be a cloud of black gas floating in the strange wind, at first it was a very small mass, but as the strange wind intensified, the black gas also expanded extremely quickly.

When he got closer, he realized that this black gas was very different from the natural phenomena he usually saw.

The jet-black evaporating black gas, like substance, gathered but not dispersed, seemed to gradually turn into the wheel corridor of some kind of alien beast......