He saw that everyone was still in their place, and he did not know what to do. wiped the tears on his face, asked He Qing and He Li to organize his subordinates to boil porridge, continue to relieve the victims, walked to Luohan's heels, carried him on his back, and walked to the wooden house.

Although Luohan's feet were weak and weak, he saw them all in his eyes, he lay on Tongtian Cannon's body, stammered and complained that he didn't stop the young helper, Tongtian Cannon was full of shame, and he didn't make a sound, when he arrived at the house, he placed him on the bed where He Qing and He Li slept, came out by himself, and told the two beggars to take care of Luohan's feet, and he didn't care about eating, so he rode the horse thrown by Shamoko, and hurried away.

Here, He Qing asked He Li to hurry to the big boat to find Su Yu and Lu Yun'er.

Xishan is a branch of Taihang Mountain, known as "the head of Taihang Mountain" in ancient times, also known as Xiaoqingliang Mountain. It is like a python that guards the capital from the west, so it is also called "the right arm of Shenjing".

Here, not only the mountains are extended, the military value is extremely high, and the mountain peaks are continuous and green, and there are the blue waves of the Wuding River, and the scenery is also excellent.

At this time, a touch of afterglow of the sunset is still hanging on the top of the mountain, and I can't bear to pass away.

The mountains and forests in all directions have gradually become obscure, only in the distance, the high ridges are like golden streamers, rising and falling, as if in the night breeze, floating slightly.

Under the hanging tower, it is a necessary way up the mountain, at this time there is no human voice, the top of the white tower, there is still a trace of golden afterglow, which seems to indicate that the night is coming at any time.

Suddenly, a rapid sound of horses' hooves broke the silence around them, and after a while, I saw two people galloping on horseback, and had turned the corner and came to the bottom of the tower.

The leader was dressed in an old robe full of patches, and the belt around his waist was also mottled, his thick eyebrows were tightly locked, his long hair was flying, and his face was full of slaughter.

He reined in his mount at the junction and looked up at the white armor tower, which stood out in the darkness of the sky, and thought for a moment.

Then, he turned back to the person behind him: "Tongtian Cannon, I will rush to the Eagle Valley, the camp of the clothes, and go to meet that Shamoke and rescue Yiyi." You don't have to follow me, just wait for me at the bottom of this tower! If I don't come back in two hours, you don't have to wait for me, you have to go back to the beggars immediately, find the elders, and set up another gang leader according to the gang rules! Besides, no matter what, you must not be delusional to come to the rescue! Do you remember?"

Tongtian Cannon wiped away a handful of tears, and said sadly: "Gang master, tens of thousands of elite soldiers are stationed in the camp of the clothed man, not to mention that it is the lair of the Imperial Dragon Guard, and the masters are like clouds, they deceived the young gang leader just to let you throw yourself into the net, in my opinion, it is better to go back first and bring more brothers to come, so that you can take care of it!"

Ling Jiutian smiled faintly and said: "The road here is steep, and there are heavy troops stationed, no matter how many people come to our beggar gang, it will be useless, and when the time comes, the beggar brothers will suffer losses for my own selfishness, how can I Ling Jiutian be embarrassed? You don't have to persuade me anymore! Just do what I tell you to do!"

Seeing that he couldn't persuade him, Tongtian Cannon insisted on accompanying Ling Jiutian to the Tie Yi camp.

Ling Jiutian raised his hand and pointed to the white pagoda above his head and said, "Tongtian Cannon, do you know what the name of this tower is?"

Tongtian Cannon shook his head and didn't know, Ling Jiutian said loudly: "This tower is called Hanging Tower, during the Northern Song Dynasty, Yang Liulang was stationed here, the Khitan people led tens of thousands of troops to attack, the government and the opposition were shaken, Yang Liulang hung his armor on this tower, the Liao soldiers saw it here, and they didn't dare to cross this tower, so they had to return to the army! This allusion has been passed down to this day, every time I think about it, my heart is surging, how strong! The husband should be like this! Although I am not as far as Yang Liulang, but today I am alone and go to the camp of the cloth, what are you afraid of! You don't have to say more! Otherwise, help deal with it!"

With that, he shook the sleeves of his robe and urged the horse to gallop through the armor tower and gallop towards the mountain.

Leaving the cannon to look in the direction he was galloping, he was stunned.

Ling Jiutian walked along the side of the ridge, riding forward, and when he reached the halfway point of the mountain, the afterglow had already dissipated, and the sky was dark.

I saw that not far away, two huge ridges intersected, the lights were shining, the wall was high, and a camp appeared.

Ling Jiutian urged the horse to go downhill and went straight to the camp gate, but someone on the wall of the wall had already seen it, and shouted: "Who is it?

After that, one by one the bowstrings were pulled up, and at the perforation of the wall, countless arrows appeared at the people below, shining with cold light.

Ling Jiutian reined in his mount, raised his head and shouted, "Where is Shamoke, you go and let him come out to see me!"

Someone on the wall muttered a few words and replied: "Lord Shamoke, the left wing chief, go to the Qin Wangfu on business today, and you are not in the camp, you should come again tomorrow!"

It turned out that the camp was divided into two wings, the left and the right, and the Shamoko was the first on the left.

Ling Jiutian was anxious to save the girl, he only thought that Shamoke deliberately did not see him, where was he willing to wait, he still stood in place and shouted: "Shamoke asked me to come, today I came, and he hid inside and refused to see me, what is the reason? You quickly open the gate with me! Let me go in to find him! Otherwise, don't blame me for breaking in!"

The camp is the most elite division of the King of Qin, and it belongs to the commander of the Dragon Guard, these people are all extraordinary, and they are also extremely tough, even the princes and nobles did not dare to offend them lightly, let alone ride alone, and they also spoke disrespectfully, and kept saying that they wanted to break in.

The man on the wall of the wall said angrily: "Look at your tattered clothes, but you are just a pauper, what a big dog! You even insulted the left wing commander and broke through the door! Don't go, wait for Lord Ben Feiqi to meet you in person!"

After that, he hummed and stepped on the wooden ladder "bang bang bang" down, with a loud roar, the gate of the village opened, Ling Jiutian rode on a horse, the wind swept his long hair and fluttered wildly, and his body did not move.

When he raised his eyes, he saw a person dressed in black, very majestic, dancing in the air with thistles, urging the horse to go straight to Ling Jiutian.

When Ling Jiutian approached, he didn't answer, and with a roar, the thistle swirled and swirled the hurricane, hitting Ling Jiutian's chest.

Ling Jiutian saw that he was so vicious, and his heart was even more resentful, his right hand was a horse's head, and he dodged this thunderous blow, and the flying cavalry captain in the silk clothes, seeing that he dodged, but did not fight back, he was even more afraid of bullying him, and withdrew the thistle terrestris with his right hand, and grabbed the iron chain with his left hand and threw it immediately, running to Ling Jiutian's back.

Ling Jiutian was in a tight mood, how could he have time to delay with him, his feet were strong, his body was fluttering, and he had already jumped over the horse's back and reached behind the flying cavalry captain.

The flying cavalry captain threw out the thistle, but it disappeared Ling Jiutian in an instant, the difference in his heart, and he was still looking around, Ling Jiutian raised his hand and grabbed him by the neck and lifted it gently.

Before he knew what had happened, his body was already flying straight up, hanging on the wooden ridge that protruded from the gatehouse, swinging back and forth.

Ling Jiutian didn't look at him, urging the horse to break through, the flying cavalry captain hung there, helpless, and couldn't get down for a while, so he had to call someone to surround Ling Jiutian.

In an instant, from the door, dozens of horsemen and horses rushed out, surrounding Ling Jiutian in the center, shouting and howling, each holding a blade, and hitting Ling Jiutian.

Ling Jiutian waved a pair of fleshy palms, slamming left and right, without fear.

Outside the gate, you can only hear the thunder palm of the sky, and the wind of the palm is whistling, just like the wrath of the gods, stirring up rolling thunder.

Every time there was a bang, a few people in the clothes would roll off the horses, and in a short time, dozens of people in the clothes had already suffered more than half of the casualties, and the dead bodies were lying on the ground, and blood was flowing.

The rest of the people had to retreat one after another, and with the sound of horses' hooves scattering, nearly a hundred more people arrived and fought with Ling Jiutian in one place.

The soldiers of the Cloth Battalion are all composed of elites screened out from various military camps, and they are directly under the control of the four golden guards of the Royal Dragon Guard.

Even if the average good player in the rivers and lakes is a one-on-one match, it may not be their opponent, and if it is compared with the average soldier, it is not a problem to fight with one enemy and ten.

More than 100 people stood outside their own gates, and were ridden alone by a person, with their bare hands, killing countless dead and wounded, and bleeding all over the ground, which was really unprecedented.

In addition to being frightened, all of them were furious, and in order to save some face, they all went crazy and had to surround Ling Jiutian and fight desperately.

Seeing that time was gradually passing, there were no less than a hundred dead corpses on the ground, but the clothed people around Ling Jiutian were killing more and more, and they kept coming from the gate.

Ling Jiutian was in the midst of the encirclement, a pair of fleshy palms, left and right, although he was still majestic and unmatched, but he was anxious to save his daughter because of his heavy heart, and he couldn't help but get anxious.

He didn't want to entangle with them anymore, so he secretly made a plan, he stood on the back of the horse, and while his body was circling, a pair of palms crossed and slapped out, thundering, and the people in the clothes who were not far from him were lifted off their horses.

In the moment when the crowd retreated, he threw himself away from his horse and rushed straight to the man in the direction of the gate.

When he was approaching, he exerted his force in the air and slapped it with one palm, with a "boom", accompanied by a miserable scream, the man in the clothes threw his blade away, and his body spun and flew out.

Ling Jiutian stepped a little on his horse's head, his body had already followed, and at the tumbling body, "boom" was another palm, and that body was like a cannonball, moving forward at an extremely fast speed, instantly knocking down several people.

When the people in the clothes were stunned, Ling Jiutian had already come to the front, and slapped out three palms in a row, and before those people in the clothes could react, they were already knocked off their horses in a daze.

Looking up and seeing that he had reached the bottom of the gate, Ling Jiutian tapped the saddle of a horse with his toes, and while jumping up, he slapped two palms downward, knocking down several people, and grabbed one of the legs of the flying cavalry captain who was still hanging on the high place to command, and his body turned up with the help of force, the flying cavalry captain's clothes were torn and his body was smashed down, and Ling Jiutian had already jumped into the gate tower with his strength, and one jumped over the city tower and floated into the camp.

A man in a garment saw it, greeted him, and then followed.

Ling Jiutian didn't know the way, and when he was running away, he looked up and saw that at the back of the camp, there was a big mansion on the left, and there was a lantern hanging at the door, and the lights were dim.

There were many guards around him, and he was heavily guarded, and he guessed in his heart that since Shamoko was the head of the left wing, his office must be on the left. So, turn the corner and go straight to this mansion.