Chapter 33: Pride

Two days later, in Chengdu, the child is only a catty?? Torre, but also Lord Nayan, received such a record of the army:

Zongwang Kuoduan one, starting from Chengdu, killed more than 1.5 million southerners and bandits along the way. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info chased the remnants of the bandits in the valley of Qingcheng Mountain, and our department moved forward bravely and won countless victories. Among the southerners, there is occasionally a bandit, such as a flying eagle fighting a tiger, falling from a high cliff into our front army. His people are good at demon magic, alternating empty-handed, striking left and right, and there is thunder and lightning looming. The spearmen of our former army were all scattered. Later, there were 20 scimitars of the king's personal guards, who attacked the demon bandits in turn, were invincible for a long time, and died 12 people bravely and 8 people were seriously disabled. The demon bandit is like a mad mastiff, with red eyes and straight through the pass. From time to time, Centurion Dalda stabbed Han out of the battle alone, about two rounds, unfortunately faced with thunder, fainted. The commander of the thousand, Dotanabo, urgently ordered the shortbow battalion to shoot 10,000 arrows to force the demon bandits back into the valley to solve the danger of the Golden Horde of the King of Zong......

Reading this, Torre sneered slightly, looked left and right, and sighed to Mu Huali and Borshu: "The son of the third brother is a meat cleaver. Against boiled lambs, yes. When you encounter a big wolf, you can't do it. As he spoke, he held up the briefing note in his hand and gestured, "There is a Nanren recorded on it, with hundreds of words, and it is a flying eagle, a mad mastiff, and a demon bandit, what the hell is it?" Mu Huali held his stomach and laughed, knocked over the horn cup next to him, and the wine in Shu was spilled on the ground, and the tent was suddenly fragrant.

Zhang Liao didn't know how many people he had overturned, until he was shot back by a random arrow, he climbed up the cliff again, found a groove, and half-squatted in it to gasp, only to find that he had been hit by an arrow in the back. There was no pain now, so he backhanded over and broke the shaft of the arrow, leaving the arrow cluster on his back for the time being to avoid the rapid loss of blood. This groove is well positioned to block arrows from the direction of the valley, and it can also be condescending to observe the real-time situation at the valley floor.

With the passage of time, his keen eyes found a suspicious phenomenon, among the surging refugees in ancient costumes, there were occasionally a few familiar figures, not Jing Qianchuan, that kid didn't know where to hide, he might have climbed the rock and left the battlefield a long time ago. He caught it carefully, and finally saw that person clearly, it was Luo Baiyan, and he was still holding his son, the little Taoist Luo Hengnian, tightly in his hand.

Luo Baiyan's father and son were "sent" into the black hole by Jing Yan, and they also fell straight into this inexplicable time and space. Fortunately, Lao Luo did not lose his son, he grabbed Luo Hengnian in the chaos and tried his best to retreat to the edge of the valley. He knew that with Xiao Luo's current form, he couldn't climb the cliff alone. In addition, he wanted to see what was going on outside, and the father and son were so shocked that they stayed for two hours. Finally couldn't bear it, Luo Baiyan strictly ordered his son not to move, wait in the same place, he flew out, he had no scruples, he directly stepped on the head of the refugee and jumped, and it didn't take long for him to come to the periphery.

The Mongolian army suffered a surprise attack by Zhang Liao, lost its troops, and was ordered by Lord Kuoduan to suspend the offensive, and ordered the shaman of the rear army to come to the front army quickly to prevent the southern demon law. The whole army waited for the shaman in guard, and the shortbow battalion had learned from the past, and as soon as they saw someone flying over, they immediately rushed to shoot, and endless arrows came into the sky. Luo Baiyan didn't say a word, turned around and turned back directly.

At the moment when he returned to his son's side, several strong men suddenly fell down one after another out of thin air. One, two, three...... There are six of them. No, there is another one in the end, Lao Luo is very familiar with this face. It is the top boss, the first seat of Qingcheng Outer Hall, Ba Lao, Ba Jinsong. Those six are also familiar, all of them are the backbone of the outer hall, and the descendants of Ba Lao are with them. Like him, the group first circled the group, and then quickly resumed their professionalism, with their backs against the cliff wall, forming a semicircle to block the refugees from the outside, and Liuba Lao had an urgent exchange with Deacon Luo inside.

"I don't know, looking at the terrain of the mountain here, it is similar to the bottom of the valley of Tongyingtai, that is, we seem to have fallen back to the top...... "Impossible! The top has been blocked by the cabinet, there are not so many beggars and crazy people, we just came down from there. ”

At this time, most of the refugees, having exhausted their strength, hugged each other, trembling and moaning in a low voice, and some were praying for help from the gods. A long period of despair is numbing. Those who tried to climb the cliff all fell down, either dead or maimed. A number of civilians were also injured. As far as the eye can see, it is a hell on earth.

"Outside the valley mouth, there are people of unknown origin, many, maybe thousands, and you can't see the whole picture. It's not a Qingcheng person, and all of them use cold weapons, especially bows and arrows, which are very powerful! ”

Ba Jinsong listened to this, calmed down, mobilized all his life experience, and worked hard to analyze and judge. Could it be that it was the people of Maoshan who were forced to kill them? Or were they rebels? No, the rebels were out of nowhere, and there had never been a large-scale operation. It's more likely to be Maoshan. It is said that those remaining parties should not be able to gather thousands of people, but it is not excluded that other parties, such as Longhu Mountain and Qiyun Mountain, will join forces to intervene. According to reliable sources, there are already Longhu Mountain Heavenly Masters who have gone to Taiwan to contact the overseas Maoshan Yu Party. Yes, it must be.

However, look at these poorly dressed civilians in front of them, how did they get involved? What does it have to do with the dispute with the Daomen? Ba Jinsong removed the guards and picked up a seemingly stubborn old man, "What is your name, where are you from? Why are you here?" The old man felt pain in his neck, and simply turned his heart sideways, "Lao Tzu's name is Chang Sanbao, and he fled from Chengdu. The Tartars have killed Lao Tzu's whole family, Lao Tzu can't run anymore, you can send Lao Tzu on the road with a knife, Lao Tzu is also tired of life. "What Tartar?" "You turtle son, what are you pretending to be? What are the Mongolian Tartars!" Ba Jinsong was taken advantage of by the old man, and he was not angry, he slowly let go of him, turned around and said to his subordinates: "We maybe, through the ......"

Among these guards, a few people wanted to laugh, but seeing Ba Lao's serious expression, they didn't dare to laugh out loud. A strong man stepped forward with his chest straight, "Ba Lao, even if it really is." We don't necessarily suffer, if that's right, the Tartar Tuchuan was in the last years of the Song Dynasty. Our Taoism and equipment should be enough to walk sideways. When the others heard this, they all agreed, and their morale suddenly rose. Another person shouted, "Ba Lao, let's go out and do a vote first! It's better in ancient times! We will assist you and grab a dragon chair to sit on." Everyone laughed.

When Ba Jinsong saw such a scene, it was difficult to suppress the rare high morale, and his heart was loosened, and he also wanted to go out to have a look. So he ordered six people to put out a front arrow formation in front, Lao Luo and himself walked side by side in the middle, and the little Taoist Luo Hengnian was responsible for warning after the break. Luo Hengnian got this relatively easy errand, in addition to the well-known low level of force, there was also the reason for being in the cabinet, Ba Jinsong took special care of it, and also gave Luo Baiyan a favor, so as not to be betrayed by this offended Deacon Luo at this moment when the situation was unknown. The first seat in the outer hall is not deserved by ordinary people, and it takes a lot of effort and brains to fight with politicians.

The refugees saw that this group of strongmen was different from them, and they all looked fierce. The clothes in the outer hall are also very modern, which makes them fearful. They have taken the initiative to get out of the way of a line and go straight to the valley. When the people and horses in the outer hall passed by those slaughtered corpses, Rao was all experienced in a hundred battles, and he couldn't help but feel a little cold.

In order to explore the cave, each of the guards carried a large custom-made backpack with a height of one meter and two meters, and the surface of this backpack was a layer of curved titanium plate, which was called "turtle back" in the hall. This backpack has many benefits, when a person falls, the back can resist the impact, move to the front, can turn the armor into a shield. Now, the six guards who maintained the blade formation, all wrapped their backpack straps around their left forearms, and formed a large shield side by side, all moving forward in unison, some holding iron rulers, some holding electric batons, some holding talisman pills, and some holding mechanical repeaters......

At this time, it was already dark, and the Mongolian army lit pine torches, and some archers kept throwing rockets into the valley to keep the light so that the scouts could observe. Suddenly, someone shouted: "The Nanban has come out!" Suddenly the drums beat loudly, and the shortbow battalion shot violently! In the middle of the night, the scouts reported, "The barbarians have a silver shield! Shoot again!" At this time, the men and horses in the outer hall were already approaching, and the front army could hear the sound of arrows being bounced off the back of the titanium turtle, crisp as popping beans and dense as hail. The guards of the outer hall had never encountered such a big battle, and they were so worried that they pressed their backs even lower, for fear of revealing their flaws.

Ba Jinsong suddenly shouted, "Burn!" A guard popped out a talisman pill, and as the wax seal burst, a phosphorus fire shot into the Mongolian front army, and with a bang, the talisman was triggered, covering the flames of the entire valley mouth, and instantly devoured a group of archers. Another guard took advantage of the flames to shoot a crossbow into the heights, and one of the scouts fell in response.

The Mongolian army behind exclaimed in unison, I didn't expect these lambs to be slaughtered to have such a means. The roar of the commander was drowned out in the hustle, and he was so angry that he snatched the horn of the horn and blew two long notes in succession. A group of shirtless strong men poured out from the Chinese army, each holding a mace, like a hungry tiger that had been holding back for a long time, throwing their arms and rushing straight to the outer hall of the front arrow.