In the night, in the Wind Valley, all the soldiers were in good spirits, they were about to set off, they were going to meet the Wumeng army horses. This is the first battle of Qingyun Mountain, and it can only be won, not lost!

Luo Ying brandished his spear, his expression solemn. Pamir, no one knew what he was thinking, and of the three, Mo Langxi was the only one with a smile on his face.

"Our troops are divided into three ways, I will lead the troops to attack his camp first, Elder Pa and Elder Mo are ambushed on both sides, if I win, you will lead the troops to kill the enemy camp with me; if I am defeated, when I withdraw to the Wind Canyon, if there are chasing troops coming, you can take advantage of their unpreparedness to kill left and right, but you can win a small victory!"

After Luo Ying finished speaking, Mo Langxi pointed to the little fire in the night and said, "You can go, leave it to us here!"

Luo Ying looked at Pamir, Pamir also nodded, so in the night, Luo Ying led nearly 5,000 men and horses to quietly touch the enemy camp.

As he got farther and farther away from the Wind Canyon, Vice Admiral Luo Ying couldn't help but ask, "General, don't you think this is ridiculous?"

"Don't talk nonsense. ”

"No one will hear it when we go far away! General, the alliance leader doesn't know the way of marching and fighting at all, so if we go like this, where is the possibility of winning?"

The adjutant general finished complaining.

"Okay, remember, don't speak ill of the alliance leader to others, otherwise we will all lose our lives!"

"But ......"

"Don't worry, I've already placed five thousand men and horses under the Valley of the Wind Heroes, and this battle will definitely not be lost.

Luo Ying remembered Zuo Fengchen's gaze, his gaze was so arrogant, not at all like Zuo Fengchen, who was approachable outside Xiaowu City, he had some doubts in his heart, but he didn't dare to say it......

It was close, and Luo Ying asked the deputy general to lead 4,000 men and horses to set up an ambush on the side of the road, and he led 1,000 men and horses to test it.

The antlers of the opposite military camp could be seen in the distance, and Luo Ying suddenly asked the cavalry to launch a quick attack in front, and hundreds of cavalry killed the local military camp like a flood in the night.

Crossing the antlers, he ran to the tents of the camp, and threw torches into the tents, and the amazing thing was that although the lights were on, there was no one in the enemy camp.

"It's not good, the camp is empty, we've been tricked!"

Luo Ying shouted and hurriedly reined in his horse and walked back, he just wanted to leave, he didn't want to suddenly light up the torches outside the camp, and looked at the night, the torches were connected to another, and the pieces of torches illuminated the night, making the night seem to become a sea of fire.

"We are surrounded!"

"Kill it!"

Luo Ying ran into the darkness with his spear, and there were more and more people on the road, and he stabbed one after another with his spear, stabbing the gun in his hand, and he snatched another one from the enemy, and then continued to fight.

In the night, the shouts and shouts converged, so that the night could not be calm for a long time.

I don't know how long he fought, Luo Ying felt pain everywhere on his body, bleeding everywhere, and everyone protected him under the protection of the night, and he fought his way out of the encirclement and rushed towards the Valley of the Wind Heroes. Not long after leaving the enemy camp, Luo Ying met his lieutenant again, and when he saw the lieutenant, his lieutenant had already been hit by seven or eight arrows and was already dying.

"What's the matter, aren't you ambushed here?"

Under the torch, the deputy general knelt on the ground, Luo Ying jumped off the horse, and as soon as he landed, Luo Ying fell to the ground with a puff of pain.

"General, we have been tricked, we have been tricked! As soon as you left, we were surrounded, we were surrounded by at least 20,000 troops, and they were already prepared to kill us apart!"

"What about Molang Creek's army?"

"He ......" the lieutenant general stopped talking, his gaze dodging.

"What about the others, are you dead in battle?" Luo Ying was a little anxious, he stretched out his hand and wanted to pull up the lieutenant general, but as soon as he stretched out his hand, he found that he couldn't pull him at all, because he was also hit by an arrow in his arm.

"He, he's not dead, he led 5,000 men and horses to Moshan......"

"What? he, he betrayed the Alliance Leader? impossible, this can't be!" Luo Ying shouted.

Luo Ying didn't believe it, how could Mo Langxi betray the alliance leader? He also kept saying that it was the alliance leader's brother-in-law and his own relatives, how could he betray him at this time?

"General, we can't wait for him, he's really gone! We all saw his military horse heading towards Moshan with torches, and he won't come to save us at all!"

"Oh, what about the Pamirs?"

"He, he didn't come......"

The lieutenant bowed his head, the glow of the flickering torches shining on his face, his face full of guilt.

"It's over, the Wind Hero Valley is over, they must have broken through the Wind Canyon, how can I face the alliance leader?"

Luo Ying sat on the ground in a daze, and he didn't have time to feel distressed after nearly 10,000 brothers, the first thought in his mind was to think of his alliance leader, Zuo Fengchen!

"General, this is not to blame the general, it was blindly commanded by the alliance leader himself!"

"Don't say that about the alliance leader!"

Luo Ying yelled, he struggled to stand up and shouted: "Get up for me, follow me back to Wind Canyon, return to our battlefield, Wind Canyon is here, we are here, Wind Canyon is dead, we are dead!"

"Why?" shouted the lieutenant, not wanting to take on someone else's mistakes.

"There is no why, because we are soldiers!"

Luo Ying struggled to get up, and the deputy general also struggled to get up from the ground, and the two of them looked around, and there were less than ten people alive around.

They brought so many villagers from their hometowns, they wanted them to glorify their ancestors, but now they have rebelled, and the rebellion is forgotten, after all, everyone comes to be a soldier to eat, if they can have a bite to eat, they will not come out to be soldiers.

"Quick, it must be around here, it's impossible to run!"

There was a sound of horses' hooves in the distance, and Luo Ying saw a long dragon-like torch in the night, it was the enemy army, the enemy army was coming!

"Put out the torches, let's go!"

Luo Ying ordered someone to extinguish the torch, and then took advantage of the night when more than a dozen people were busy heading towards the Wind Canyon. Along the way, they came across the Wumeng army horses that were searching for them, so they made a detour, and they didn't reach the outside of the Wind Valley until dawn.

Outside the Wind Valley, the air was filled with the smell of blood, mountains of corpses were piled up on the ground, and a man stood outside the Wind Valley, with a sword in his hand, his clothes were soaked with blood, and the blood was not his, it belonged to the attacking soldiers.

Luo Ying raised his head and went up to the city, Zuo Fengchen in the city stood on the Fengxia Pass with a sword on his back, his face was full of sadness, he wanted to draw his sword several times, but every time he inserted the sword into the scabbard, he seemed to be hesitating about something.

"Pamir!"

"Yes, it's the Pamirs!"

"It's the wandering swordsman Pamir, I knew he could hold the pass!"

Luo Ying's tears of excitement fell, Fengxia Valley was not lost, Fengxia Valley was not lost, what he promised the alliance leader, he finally did it!