The team assembled, and the team of nearly a hundred people formed a phalanx, and with Wanyan Ying's order, they began to raid forward.

At first it was a slow advance, but then it began to run, and in a short time the team rushed into the barbarian camp.

The killing begins.

The barbarian savages seemed to be still in a daze, but in an instant, they also defended. Wanyan Ying bore the brunt of slashing and killing a barbarian savage, and then everyone entered. Yan Qingli followed behind Wan Yan Gu and also joined the massacre.

The weapons and equipment of the barbarian savages are worse than those of the Beirong tribe, and they rarely even have iron weapons, coupled with the surprise attack of the Beirong tribe, it is like a gust of weeds blown by the wind, and a stubble is blown to the ground.

After a period of slaughter, the barbarian savages began to flee north again. Wanyan Ying stormed the tent and killed the leader inside.

Rested again, and then continued the pursuit.

After seven days of continuous pursuit, the Beirong tribe had already come to the north of the Evergreen Forest, and a few miles away, they had arrived at the mysterious and profound abyss.

The Beirong team did not dare to camp outside the Evergreen Forest, so they set up camp on the edge of the Evergreen Forest. The Beirong tribe didn't know how many barbarians were there this time, but from previous experience, there were only a few hundred people at most.

After a few days of fighting, the Beirong team did not have many casualties, and with several successive victories, the fear of the barbarian savages in their hearts was also a little less. The tense spirit became slack, even for those who let out the wind at night.

In the middle of the night, hundreds of barbarian savages quietly approached the camp, but the Beirong secret sentry did not react. Then, the guards on all sides were dealt with by the barbarian savages.

The barbarian leader, wearing a deer skull mask, looked eerie and terrifying, and if someone with insight saw it, he could recognize that this was the leader of the Black Husbandry Division, one of the thirteen tribes of the barbarians.

With the order of the leader of the Black Pastoral Tribe, hundreds of barbarian savages raided the Beirong camp. Midnight was when the humans were asleep, and with the first Beijung being killed, the barbarian savages began to scream again. The Beirong camp became chaotic in an instant, and hundreds of barbarian savages began to kill people and set fires. For a while, the Beirong tribe didn't have time to reorganize the team.

Yan Qingli was awakened by the shouting and killing outside, and hurriedly rushed out of the tent with a knife, but saw that the mountains were full of firelight, and the teammates in the group also rushed out, so he was stunned.

In the panic, only the screams of the clansmen could be heard.

The south of the camp was already full of barbarians, and Wanyan Ying was covered in blood at this time, and there was some despair in his eyes. He couldn't have imagined that the barbarians who usually drove away like animals were surrounded at this time, which was a trick to lure the enemy into the depths.

Wan Yan Ying couldn't understand why there were nearly 1,000 people in this search. Could it be that the seal of Xunyuan has been loosened? Doubts flashed in his eyes, and then he gave the order, and he didn't care if anyone would hear it, and shouted at the top of his voice: "Retreat north!" ”

After speaking, he led a few people around him to look at the evergreen forest and retreat. Yan Qingli and the others were not far from Wanyan Ying, so they naturally heard this order, so they all looked north and ran wildly.

Wanyan Ying's plan was to flee to the high places in the north of the Evergreen Forest and occupy the high places to defend against the enemy. Everyone escaped from the evergreen forest, and when Yan Ying looked back, there were only half of them left. There was a sharp pain in his heart, these people were not only his people, descendants, but also his friends, brothers and sisters.

The fleeing Beirong people broke out the nature of the Rong tribe, running in the snow was not much slower than the barbarians, Yan Qingli also exploded his potential, coupled with his own running skills in his previous life, he was a little beyond the team.

The Beijung fought and retreated, and sporadic bows and arrows shot into the throats of the barbarian savages, taking one life after another. However, there was always a time when the uphill road was finished, and in a short time, the remaining forty or so surviving members of the Beirong tribe retreated to the edge of the cliff of Xunyuan. The Beijung people counterattacked with bows and arrows, occupying the top of the mountain, and using a few boulders as cover, the barbarian savages who did not have long-range bows and arrows for a while could not attack.

Yan Qingli and the others had already reached the edge of Xunyuan, and with a curious attitude, Yan Qingli looked down at Xunyuan.

I saw that the abyss was bottomless, strange and terrifying, as if there was a pair of eyes looking at everyone in the depths. It is in response to that famous saying.

"When you stare into the abyss, the abyss stares back at you."

After retracting his gaze, Yan Qingli raised the bow and arrow in his hand again and continued to defend against the enemy. His archery skills are not very accurate, and his physical strength is not outstanding, so he shot more than a dozen arrows and was replaced by the clansmen behind.

After several waves of offensives, the Beirong people were already tired, and the barbarian savages at this time did not attack, so the Beirong people had time to rest. However, he didn't rest for too long, and saw the barbarian savages cutting down trees to make wooden shields, and the hearts of the Beirong people were a little cold at this time.

Yan Qingli panicked and began to be a little suspicious.

"I just crossed over, why are you doing this to me,! I'm not going to die again! ”

The barbarian savages walked very slowly, and everyone watched their steps like a pendulum of the death knell, approaching death step by step. The savages formed a shield wall with wooden shields, and instead of attacking, they wanted to squeeze the Beijon people off the cliff!

Wanyan Ying also saw through their purpose, and began to attack as soon as he gave the order, and began to go back to the top with a wooden shield. However, a few dozen people can't withstand a few hundred, so the foothold of the Beirong people is getting smaller and smaller. Everyone didn't want to die, they didn't want to be squeezed into the abyss, so they rushed forward.

As a result, Yan Qingli was squeezed to the end, and he couldn't squeeze in front of him because of his thin stature. With the continuous pressure of the barbarian savages, Yan Qingli's half foot had no place to stand.

At this time, Yan Qingli's heart was cool and cool, it had only been half a month since he had just crossed, and he hadn't enjoyed anything yet, so he was about to be squeezed off the cliff and fell to his death. So he began to curse again.

The barbarian savages began to ram again and again, and the Beijung people kept falling off the cliffs, accompanied by a scream of "ah~".

After another impact, Yan Qingli's feet finally had no place to stand, and he fell. At the moment of falling off the cliff, he still hoped that someone could pull him, and looked around, and Wan Yan Gu in the distance was full of anxiety and stretched out his hand to him, but the distance was too far, and he didn't catch the life-saving hand.

The whirring sound of the wind poured into Yan Qingli's ears, and a sense of weightlessness came, and his skin became red, and his muscles were exposed. "Ahh

At the moment when he had just fallen, a member of the Beirong tribe suddenly shouted: "Our reinforcements are coming!" ”

Sure enough, I saw a big chaos behind the barbarian savage team, and I saw the red flag fluttering all over the mountains, with a big black "Song" character on the front of the red flag and a "Qin" character on the reverse.

It's the officers and soldiers of the Changning Empire!

The people of the Beirong tribe were greatly boosted, and they squeezed forward under the command of Wan Yan Ying.

Soon, the barbarian savages were slaughtered, and the leader of the Black Pastoral Department was also shot to death by the leading general.

At the end of the massacre, there were only about 20 Beijung people left. After a period of rest, the Beirong people are immersed in the death of their clansmen, and Wanyan Gu is no exception. He regretted that he didn't protect Yan Qingli well, and obviously promised him to protect him well. But his hand was a little short, almost caught him, and he almost held out until reinforcements arrived.

Wan Yan Gu knelt on the edge of the cliff of Xunyuan, his eyes were empty and blank, and his face was full of remorse. The two people beside him comforted Wan Yan Gu, but they had no choice, and people could not be resurrected after death. Finally retreated.