Chapter Twenty-Three: Night Attack
Yang Yi inspected the village and found that the people in the village had long since died, and it was expected that the Tartars found out that they had come to cause trouble, so in order to prevent trouble, they killed all the people in the village, regardless of men, women, and children.
Yang Yi sighed, he had seen more fighting scenes, and now that he saw such a scene, although he was resentful, it was no longer as shocking as when he first saw this kind of scene. Seeing that there was no one alive in the village, Yang Yi rode back to the woods where the original dart bureau was located, and when he arrived at the stream, he found that a group of people were still there, and a few sentry saw him come back, with fear and admiration on their faces, and they didn't know how to talk.
Yang Yi ignored them, and just said to Jin Guanghao, who came over after hearing the news: "Lead people to come with me!"
Jin Guanghao had already sent someone out of the woods to check what was going on, and after seeing Yang Yi's executioner who had killed all directions come back and told him about the matter, he was still a little unconvinced, but at this moment, Yang Yi walked back unharmed, which is enough to prove that what his subordinates said is true. Yang Yi really killed so many Tartars alone.
Hearing Yang Yi's instructions to himself, Jin Guanghao naturally didn't dare not disobey, led the dart team to push the dart cart out of the woods, and a group of people followed Yang Yi to the village, seeing that the village was full of people who were slaughtered by the Tartars, all the dart masters were also miserable, and when they saw dozens of Tartars were also corpses after that, when they looked at Yang Yi again, their legs and stomachs were even weaker.
Yang Yi said to Jin Guanghao: "You find out the corpses of all the people in this village and bury them! After all, they have walked in the world, and they must be buried in peace." ”
Jin Guanghao lowered his eyebrows and lowered his hand and said, "Let's do it!"
Yang Yi said again: "Cut off the heads of these Tartars and pile them in front of the graves of the villagers!"
Jin Guanghao swallowed and spit, trying to calm the fear in his heart, and said, "Yes!"
Yang Yi sighed: "These heads are also their sacrifices!But this is not enough!" said and sat on the carriage and said to Jin Guanghao: "Bring me something to eat in the car!"
Jin Guanghao hurriedly sent someone to find some food from the village and put it on Yang Yi's carriage, seeing Yang Yi driving out of the village, Jin Guanghao was taken aback: "Yang Ye, these Tartars killed by you should be a small group of stragglers, if you go further, you may encounter the Tartars' brigade!"
Yang Yi said: "I know!"
"Are you still going?"
"I'm looking for the Tartars!"
Jin Guanghao said in a trembling voice: "Master Yang, what are you...... Want to go it alone!?"
Yang Yi said: "What?
Jin Guanghao saw that his expression was indifferent, and he didn't care about it, and his heart became more and more awe-inspiring: "That...... Little one, I wish you peace and well, and kill more tartars!"
Yang Yi drove the carriage and walked forward without looking back, "These war horses left by the Tartars are all for you, but you have to bury all the people in this village, and the heads of the Tartars will be cut off for me and placed in front of the grave." I'll come back and check it out, and if I find that you haven't done it, then be ready to accompany them to the field!"
Jin Guanghao said: "The little one will definitely do as you tell me!"
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As the sun sets, a horse-drawn carriage gallops briskly on the country road, pulling a cart with only one person in the car, and naturally runs briskly.
After the sky was completely dark, the carriage had arrived in front of the gate of a big city, Yang Yi raised his eyes and looked, under the moonlight, the words "Qingzhou" were written on the city gate.
Yang Yi nodded: "This is Qingzhou!"
Look at the lanterns and torches on the city wall, and look closely, the soldiers patrolling the wall have shaved off the skin of the melon, and have small money rat tail braids, which are indeed tartars.
"It seems that the news from the road is true, this Qingzhou City has indeed been captured by the Tartars. ”
Yang Yi pulled the carriage into the woods not far away and tied the horses.
After resting for a while, Yang Yi took out the Golden Snake Sword, wiped it with an oilcloth and wiped it, and finally put it aside. After eating some dry food and water, I began to meditate and pranayama.
When he opened his eyes again, it was already early in the morning, Yang Yi no longer hesitated, put on his back the bow and arrow, picked up the golden snake sword, walked out of the woods at the moment, lifted his breath and lightened his body, ran to the city wall with a smoke, carried the gecko gong to the wall and went up, and near the wall, a rapid turn over had jumped into the city wall, and a few dodges disappeared.
Although there are people on the city wall with lanterns and torches, but Yang Yi's body is so fast, not to mention that it is night, that is, during the day, if he uses light body kung fu, few people can find his traces.
Walking into the city of Qingzhou, Yang Yi ran along the street wall like the wind, and after a few turns, he already saw a military camp. After waiting for a while at the corner barracks, I saw a group of patrolling soldiers, and when I got closer, Yang Yi had already entered the middle of the patrol team, his body flashed, a few swords were swung, and there was only one person left in the ten-person patrol team in the blink of an eye, and the remaining one had not yet reacted to what was going on, and had been pinched by Yang Yi and brought to the corner.
Bringing the person to the corner of the wall, as soon as Yang Yi let go, this person opened his mouth to speak, and Yang Yi's hand had already broken his neck.
Seeing this person die, Yang Yi thought to himself: "This city is full of Tartars, and it is not easy to catch a tongue and ask questions, and besides, this Tartar is still wild, even if they can understand what they say, they may not be willing to cooperate." In this way, it will be a bit difficult to kill all the Tartar officials!"
After thinking about it: "It doesn't matter if you can't finish killing, if you can't kill in one day, you can kill it in two days, and if you can't kill it in two days, you can kill it in three days, and you can kill it cleanly sooner or later! My fastest record is in Shaanxi, where I killed 4,500 officers and soldiers in one night, and I don't know how many I can kill tonight."
No longer entangled in the big official who killed the Tartars, Yang Yi flashed into the barracks, gathered his ears, lifted his breath and lightened his body, and his body flashed like a ghost in the barracks, and every time he arrived in a tent, he swung his sword and slashed and killed. Many of the Tartars lost their heads in their sleep.
Being in the enemy camp, he didn't dare to stay for a long time, Yang Yi's body technique ran to the extreme, one second he entered a camp tent, and the next second he came out and had already entered another camp tent. Killing so quickly, relying on the sharpness of the golden snake sword, as long as he swam rapidly in the camp with the sword, none of the people who crossed the golden snake sword did not become two.
After a while, in a tent, after killing the Tartar inside, Yang Yi sat on a Tartar corpse and took a breath, silently thinking about the number of people he had killed today, and felt that almost a quarter of an hour had passed, and now the Tartar should have found the problem, and it was better to leave early. The tent was lifted and he was about to go out, when he suddenly heard a shouting, followed by the sound of horses' hooves.
Yang Yi looked around this tent, there were several tall elm trees next to it, and one elm tree was bent down, and its branches had stretched to the top of this tent. Listening to the sound of scolding and the sound of horses' hooves getting closer and closer, Yang Yi floated up the tree and ran into the top of the elm tree, at this time he looked up, and saw a few Tartars riding tall horses not far away were running here, and the people riding horses in the middle were tall and tall, and their specific appearance was not clear, only to see the fluffy braids, and they were reprimanding a few Tartars riding horses around them at this time.
"It seems that the one in the middle should be the big official in the Tartars, and the few people who were trained should also be a few small leaders!"
Yang Yi took off the big bow, stretched his bow and set up an arrow, and aimed an arrow at the person in the middle, and an arrow was shot, and the arrow penetrated the head of the tartar and killed him instantly. Yang Yi then shot a few arrows in succession, knocking several Tartars next to him to the ground.
Seeing a few Tartars fall off their horses, life and death are unknown, Yang Yi laughed, flew down the tree, and in front of a few fallen Tartars, a sword swung away, several heads flew out, Yang Yijin's snake sword was another piercing, and a few heads were pierced through the long sword like a sugar gourd, and the sword was lifted.
From the time he shot arrows, descended from trees, beheaded, lifted his head, and left, after this series of actions was completed, it was only a breath of time, and after he lifted the heads of several high-ranking Tartar officials, the shadows were invisible, and a group of Tartar soldiers who followed the leader behind reacted.
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