Li Wuchen shook his head, but he didn't want to fight with it.

This is for Lin Changkong's face, but more for Lin Ruomeng's face.

"Let's go!"

His voice was cold, and this person targeted him again and again, and he didn't teach him a lesson, which was already enough to give him a lot of face.

The sneak attack was fruitless, and the number of people was not dominant, Lin Zhi snorted coldly, and then led the people to leave after turning around.

"My lord, there is no one else but them, do you want to send a signal?"

Li Wuchen listened, did not answer, closed his eyes tightly, his ears moved slightly, and as soon as he began to sense, he heard the sound of horses galloping like thunder in the canyon.

He frowned, this was Wang Ji who began to pass, so he no longer hesitated at the moment, scattered all the forty people beside him, and searched in all directions.

But before he could wait long, there was a earth-shattering sound of fighting not far away, which came from Wang Ji's side after leaving the Two Realms Mountain.

He was confronted by a thousand Beijung cavalrymen, all in leather armor and wielding long swords, rushing out of the peaks on both sides and clamping them tightly in the middle.

Wang Ji's face sank, he wanted to withdraw at the moment, but he couldn't, the other party had been waiting for a long time, if he was to trade and then withdraw, he could only be bitten to death by the other party.

He glanced back at the soldiers behind him, and immediately roared angrily, "Projectile!"

The cavalry led by Lin Changkong this time was equipped with a short crossbow on their waists, with the power of two stones, full of crossbow strings, and they could be fired as long as they drew the safety.

Of course, this configuration is very extravagant, in cavalry battles, crossbow arrows can only be used once and then discarded, the cost loss is huge, if it weren't for the prince, I'm afraid the king of Beijun would not give him so much.

The well-forged crossbow arrow, glowing with coldness, aimed in the direction of the Beirong cavalry, lightly pulled the trigger, and shot violently.

In a sharp sound of breaking the air, countless war horses fell to the ground, and the lethality of crossbow arrows was very strong, even if they were blocked by iron shields, those Beirong cavalry would be completely carried out under the impact of the huge force.

Although this round of shooting killed nearly 100 people on the other side, it did not make the group of Beirong people feel afraid, but was stimulated to be ferocious, and the speed of the impact of the sitting war horse was a little stronger.

"Hold the lance!"

Wang Ji shouted again, and the five hundred cavalry behind him grabbed the horse lance that was deeply embedded in the ground, and the war horse took a few steps back and began to hedge away.

They are all elites of a hundred battles who have been killed, facing twice as many Beirong people as themselves, no one has a fear mentality, Dayan has a very high pension for the soldiers who died against foreign enemies, enough for a family to live for 30 years.

The horses neighed, the hooves sounded like drums, and three billowing clouds of smoke collided together.

When Wang Ji rushed out of the cavalry phalanx, there were only more than 300 people left around him, although the casualties were large, but the morale was still high.

Wang Ji glanced at the two-inch-long wound on his chest, and after simply wiping the blood stains on the wound, he spat the blood, looked at the cavalry behind him, and shouted, "Everyone, the Eighth Prince is on the other side of the Two Realms Mountain, as long as we can drag this group of damned barbarians, then we will definitely be able to bury them all here!"

"Kill !!"

The roar of more than 300 people was deafening, which made the war horses of more than 800 Beirong people who were regrouped in the distance kick back and forth with some uneasiness.

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"His Royal Highness the Eighth Prince, General Wang has encountered an ambush by the Beirong people!"

It was the cavalry who was sent back by Wang Ji to report the news, and he was looking at Lin Changan with an anxious face at the moment.

"How many people are on the other side?"

The remaining troops of more than 4,000 people were ready to go, just waiting for his order to quickly rush to Wang Ji's aid.

"No less than a thousand. ”

Hearing the words of this armored soldier, Lin Changan closed his eyes and thought deeply for a moment, looked up at the high mountain, shook his head, did not speak, sat down and paced back and forth on the war horse, looking at his cold expression, as if he did not care about the life and death of the five hundred people in the slightest.

"His Royal Highness the Eighth Prince!"

The messenger dismounted, fell to his knees, clenched his hands into fists, and his eyes were full of pleading.

"Go, order another five hundred elite horsemen to help Wang Ji. ”

After half a sound, Lin Changan, who had been pondering for a long time, turned his head sideways and opened his mouth to the deputy general behind him.

It is impossible for the Beirong people to send only a thousand people to intercept it, so he has been waiting for Li Wuchen's fireworks signal, pinching the time, there should be a rumor at this moment, but there is not even a little fireworks on the top of the mountain, that is possible danger, if the army passes all the passes at this moment, it will be easy to be blocked inside.

He couldn't take risks like this, so he could only divide a small force to rescue Wang Ji, hoping that if there was an ambush on the top of the mountain, seeing that the number of cavalry was too small, he would let them all go.

The cavalry here began to move towards the other end of the Two Realms Pass, and on the high mountain, there were two thousand Beirong people lying on their stomachs, led by a middle-aged strong man with a beard, who was looking at the small and medium-sized cavalry in the canyon with embarrassed eyes at the moment.

I saw that his brows were slightly furrowed, and his big hand waved downward, and the Beirong soldiers on the mountains of the two realms saw this, and quickly cut down the boulder ropes tied on both sides.

Huge boulders rolled down like thunder, drums beat loudly, and countless Beijung people with hard bows drilled out from behind the earth and rocks on the high mountain, and long arrows fell like raindrops, and at the same time, a little fire oil was thrown, turning the entire canyon into a sea of fire.

The cavalry below suffered heavy casualties, all of which were clearly seen by Li Wuchen.

At this moment, he was hiding behind a boulder not far away, and there were less than twenty people left beside him, in addition to the soldiers who were sent out to report the news, he was also a little unlucky, he met the scouts of the Beijung people, and after the fight, he was either captured or beheaded.

"My lord, what do we do now?"

It was still that soldier, his face was a little nervous, there were fine beads of sweat on his forehead, facing the Beirong people who were a hundred times his size, this was a normal reaction of a person, this was no longer a fight, this was sending him to death.

Li Wuchen frowned, looking at the Beirong barbarian in front of him who was shooting arrows with all his might, his heart was also a little nervous, if it was a hundred or so people, it would be fine, but there were two thousand troops here.

"You seem to be hot?"

For some reason, Li Wuchen asked some inconsequential words.

The soldier swallowed his saliva, looked at the sky-high fire under the cliff not far away, and smiled bitterly at Li Wuchen, "My lord, can it not be hot? ”

"Would you like water?"

Li Wuchen's words were a little low, and his eyes sparkled.

These words made the soldier a little confused, and he was secretly a little speechless at this 'Master Li' with a very high turn in the brain circuit, but he still nodded honestly.

"Do you know where there is mountain spring water here?"

His eyes narrowed slightly, and a sinister smile appeared at the corner of his eye.