Two days have passed since the night of the alarm, and it seems that the other party knows our identity and does not dare to commit it, as previously analyzed.

All the way through the mountain pass, this has already gone out of the border of Handfu.

At night, the escort team and the law enforcement team gathered together, and it was a little more lively than before. Because, after noon tomorrow, the convoy should go back. The fighters on both sides have become quite familiar with each other along the way, and naturally they also have some feelings. There is nothing late for Changting, and everyone can only put their feelings of farewell to laughter.

When the bedtime horn sounds, it's time to go to bed on time and you have to go to bed on time.

Tonight it was not Gao Ming's turn to be on duty, and Gao Ming, like everyone else, slept peacefully on time.

In the dimness, a rapid sound of military trumpets was suddenly heard.

Gao Ming jumped up with a "whoosh". When I opened my eyes and looked at my surroundings, it was dark inside the tent.

Gao Ming came to his senses, reached out and touched the inside of the bed, picked up two knives, one long and one short, and got up and walked out.

The long one is the ring-headed knife, and Gao Ming quickly carries it behind him, and the short one is the short knife, which hangs on his waist easily. Before going to bed, he didn't remove his armor, but he pulled his hair a little, buttoned his helmet to his head, and he was properly dressed.

Outside the tent, the chief of each tent was the first to run out, and even before the armor was ready, he opened the camp tent first and welcomed the light, while at the same time loudly issuing instructions to calm the emotions of the soldiers and organize the queue at the same time.

Gao Ming turned his head to look around, it was the eve of dawn, the sky was dark, only the torches were beating, rippling the figures on the ground.

There was a loud noise from the south, and a roar came from afar, like thunder rolling down to the ground. Experienced veterans immediately reacted, this is the sound of a war horse galloping. There is no need to think about it, there must be a group of knights in the south rushing this way.

Closer, the sound of neat footsteps and the "whoosh" of armor was converging to the south. The fully equipped warriors lined up in a neat line and were dispatched to the south to meet the enemy.

Gao Ming lifted the short knife on his waist in his hand, and immediately approached the camp tent of Lord Qincha.

I found the tent of Lord Chincha, and the lamp was already in the tent. Columns of troops ran by, and the tents were safe.

Gao Ming shouted outside the account, "My lord, are you okay?"

The steward's distinctive voice came from inside the tent: "Your Excellency, there is no need to worry. ”

Hearing the butler's reply, Gao Ming also reassured, at least Lord Qincha is still safe for now.

Gao Ming tightened the short knife at his waist, took off the ring-headed knife behind his back, held the handle of the knife with both hands, and held it on the ground. Just like that, he stood guard at the door of the camp of Lord Chincha, quietly observing the changes in the situation.

Although the situation was urgent, the alarm was conveyed in a timely manner, and the soldiers were not chaotic, and the queues were orderly transferred to all directions. Most were transferred to the south, while others were sent to garrison each other in case of a surprise attack.

At this time, the sound of shouting and killing had already sounded in the south. The two sides had already begun to fight in front of the camp.

There is the clear sound of the clash of weapons, the terrible neighing of the war horse, the roar of the Fu Seal Dao, and the roar of the blood.

Gao Ming raised his eyes and looked to the south, only to see that the south was blocked by camp tents and columns of teams rushing over, and he could only see countless figures moving, and he couldn't see the specific situation at all.

It's just that, listening to the sound, it should be that a fierce battle broke out from the first contact.

Although Gao Ming was curious about what the current situation was, he still stood at the door of the Qincha camp with his sword and did not move.

Guarding Lord Qincha is a task specially entrusted to him by Bai Zhi.

Cheng Ping rode from behind and stopped at the door of the Qincha. Behind him, columns of soldiers of the law enforcement team on horseback ran neatly past.

Cheng Ping saw Gao Ming guarding the door, so he asked Gao Ming, "How is your lord?"

Gao Ming replied, "Don't worry, it's okay!"

Cheng Ping nodded and said, "That's good, you just stay here like this, don't go anywhere." ”

Gao Ming nodded.

Cheng Ping turned his head and wanted to ride his horse south.

Suddenly, at this moment, I saw three streamers flying from the sky in the middle of the air in the south.

Cheng Ping was shocked in his heart, this is a real person from Jindan, and there are three of them at a time!

In the horse thief, it is impossible for Jin Dan to exist in real people.

Cheng Ping suddenly thought of something, and was so shocked that cold sweat came out for a while.

There are no Jindan real people among the horse thieves, but there are rebels! In other words, it is very likely that they are fighting at this time......

Could it be that they came for Lord Qincha on purpose?

The three streamers in the air ignored the battle on the ground, and flew directly past the defense line of the southernmost escort soldiers, and flew straight towards the camp tent.

Cheng Ping also stopped going south, took out the steel gun from his back, and immediately guarded the front of the camp tent of the Qincha.

Gao Ming touched the spring of the ring head knife, and the shiny blade was unsheathed, cutting through the groove of the scabbard, making a clear sound of "poof".

The sword in his right hand was pointed diagonally at the ground with his four-foot-long ring-headed sword, and his left hand was pressed against the storage bag, which contained the most commonly used black iron ruler.

Three streamers quickly passed the crowd of warring people and approached this side.

Below were the soldiers of the escort and law enforcement teams who rushed over to reinforce them. However, even if they saw the streamer in the sky, they could only look up and sigh.

The spear in Cheng Ping's hand tightened, and his eyes showed a resoluteness in the face of death.

Gao Ming's calm eyes reflected the streamer in the air, his lips pursed into a line, his feet shoulder-width apart, standing silently, motionless.

Slow down your breathing, don't think about anything, don't think about it, you won't be nervous. When the enemy comes, draw his sword and slash.

Both of them were silent, and they both coped with the huge pressure of the three Jindan real people in their own way. Or bravely, facing the fear of death, or evasively, emptying your mind and focusing entirely on your enemies. But either way, no one took a step back.

The two men in the tent looked at each other.

"How?"

"It's all good. Faithful and courageous. ”

"Hmm. One nodded.

The voices of the two men did not come out of the tent, but only from inside the tent.

The two people outside, one was a martial arts master, and the other was a monk who had entered the Awakening Realm early, but neither of them noticed the movement of the two people in the tent.

What they are attached to is the three streamers in the sky.

Those three streamers seemed to have a very clear purpose, coming straight to this side. And if Gao Ming could still be distracted and think at this time, he would definitely scold and damn it!

The surrounding tents were all dark, because the soldiers came out without holding the lights, and there was no one in the tents. And only the tent of Lord Qincha was still lit, which was extremely conspicuous.

The three Jindan monks had obviously planned it a long time ago, and when the cavalry attacked head-on, the soldiers in the camp pulled over, and they crossed the soldiers' line directly from the air to the location of the chincha.

Three streamers flew swiftly over the heads of the crowd.

At this moment, suddenly, a flame rose out of thin air and swept into the streamer in the air. In the firelight, Su Xiuyong held the sword and pinched the talisman, and his aura was full of energy.

All the students in the surrounding dormitory formed a formation to bless it, and the huge scorching flames lit up the night sky like a burning tower.

Almost at the same time, a cyan hurricane blew into the air like a large folding fan that had been unfolded, and the flames rose in the wind, instantly drowning the three Jindan monks in the air. In the hurricane, Fu Tianyi rode the wind.

However, the three Jindan monks stretched out their hands in unison, and a gust of wind suddenly appeared in the air, waving in a circle and spreading in all directions. Like a big hand, it will scatter the monstrous flames.

But at the same time, the three real people were stopped.

At this moment, a figure in the crowd on the ground rose into the sky.

Fu Tianyi in the wind stretched out his hands and supported them under his feet, willing to pedal.

A slightly short figure dragged a slender spear, with unparalleled courage, and shot at the three Jindan real people in the raging flames in the air.

As soon as the monstrous flames were shot away, what caught the eyes of the three real people was a simple and extremely ordinary figure.

The figure swept with a spear. An extremely ordinary action, but it burst out with a fierce and fierce energy.

The spear power crossed the sky and swept fiercely towards the three Jindan real people.

The dignified Jindan real person was swept away from the air with a bang.

Three Jindan real people, two fell. But there was another, the horizontal sword in front of him, blocking the blow. The real figure stepped back slightly, but it still stepped on the flying sword, and stabilized its body in the air.

This person not only has two swords, but his cultivation is far from being comparable to ordinary Jindan real people.

At this time, Fang Nong was already weak, and his body involuntarily fell to the ground.

But at this moment, a long arrow the thickness of a thumb slashed through the space, tore through the air, and shot at the real person in the air.

Under this successive attack, the real person could only block in front of him with a horizontal sword in a hurry.

There was a "ding" sound, and the arrows and swords struck.

The real man fell on his back, tumbling out of the air.

In front of the camp, Cheng Ping held a huge longbow, and the bowstring was still trembling.