Chapter Ninety-Five: The Black Torrent
In a large mansion outside the county county, Song Yu was dressed in green clothes, wearing a copper crown, his face was like a crown of jade, and his eyes were like cold stars. Sitting on a large sleek crimson chair, his waist was straight and upright, and a faint majesty and nobility were revealed in his gestures.
Zhang Han and He Shan, who were sitting upright below, couldn't help but glance at each other, the aura of adults was more and more revealing than when they first met, and they couldn't help but think of Song Yu's previous legend in their minds. The hearts of the two moved, their eyes drooped, and they were already convinced of the prophecy of the legendary blind Taoist priest. After all, there is a trace of royal blood! As soon as the time comes, there will be a tiger out of the forest, and the hidden dragon will ascend to the sky.
"Your Excellency's danger in Pingxi County this time may be an opportunity for your Excellency to rise. He Shan stood up and said respectfully to Song Yu, who was sitting upright.
"He Shan is right, although he has contributed to breaking the cottage, but after all, he can't get into the eyes of big people!" Zhang Han next to him also stood up, he was tall, with swallow jaws and tiger whiskers, and he looked very powerful. Since Song Yu taught him the Dragon Elephant Skill, his already innate divine power was still increasing at this time, and at this time, if he lifted the stone lion again, I am afraid it would already be easy. At this time, his eyes flashed with excitement, and an expression of eagerness.
Song Yu couldn't help but ponder, this is indeed a good opportunity for his own rise, Pingxi County is the only way for Qingzhou to enter Bingzhou, if it is taken by the rebel army, and below Bingzhou is Pingchuan, this battle is the key to whether Bingzhou can escape the disaster of war.
"The dead and wounded soldiers are all settled!" Song Yu raised his eyes lightly and asked lightly.
Zhang Han and He Shan immediately understood Song Yu's thoughts, this is preparing to go to Pingxi County! He Shan said with a little excitement: "My lord, they have all been settled, the dead soldiers have all been placed back to their hometowns for burial, the wounded soldiers are all recuperating, I am afraid that the seriously injured will take several months to recuperate, but the lightly injured will be able to go into battle in more than ten days." ”
"Hmm!" Song Yu couldn't help but nodded. The idea of being buried in the ground has long been deeply rooted in the marrow of society, but according to common sense, most of the dead soldiers are buried on the spot, or cremated into ashes and return home. But the number of deaths this time was not large, so Song Yu arranged for the body to return to his hometown for burial. This move, for the soldiers, can be regarded as benevolence.
"Then sooner rather than later, let's go tomorrow!" Song Yu's eyes condensed slightly, and his voice was clear and calm, but there was a faint flash of evil energy, and the red qi luck that rose to the sky above his head shook, and a small and delicate object like a small snake faintly condensed and formed in the luck, emitting a faint majesty, but just appeared, suddenly there were dense thin lines of pale gold in the void, and these thin lines revealed a sense of order, majesty, The majestic breath, Weng's voice, suppressed the small red snake, and with a bang, the little snake collapsed again and turned into luck, blending into Song Yu's luck.
Song Yu shook slightly, his eyes showed coldness, just now it was obviously the order of the Great Song Dynasty, but now although the smoke is everywhere, the people's righteousness of the Great Song Dynasty still exists, and the national fortune is still suppressing the Great Song Dynasty. In addition, Song Yu's luck was too weak, and he was rushed by the righteousness of order, and the faint atmosphere that had been bred was suddenly dispersed and reintegrated into the luck. In troubled times, once the fortunes of the country collapse, some people who conform to the destiny of heaven will naturally reproduce the weather, participate in the Yiding competition, and wait until they sweep away the destiny of heaven and suppress the dragon and snake, so that they can turn into a real dragon, open the fortune of a country, and make great achievements.
"Yes, my lord!" Zhang Han and He Shan naturally didn't know that so many things had happened in Song Yu's luck, and they excitedly responded to the order in their hearts, turned around and retreated.
Da Da ......
A group of hundreds of cavalry galloped across the plains, their armor glowing with a faint metallic glow. Iron hooves rumbled, and a group of men and horses seemed to turn into a black torrent and gallop away in the distance. Song Yu took the lead, wearing armor, and immediately hung a long sword, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, looking forward to Gu Shenghui.
"My lord, it's almost time to reach the range of Pingxi County!" He Shan followed behind Song Yu, looked around, and then said to Song Yu.
"Pingxi County, we're here, Ha Lu Ha!" Zhang Han said loudly and heroically. Zhang Han was born with divine power, coupled with the martial arts scriptures taught by Song Yu, holding a green dragon broadsword of more than 200 catties, he was brave and invincible, and he was really invincible.
Song Yu was also silent, looking at the breath of Pingxi County, the black qi rose up, as if turning into mist, and the scarlet aura in it appeared from time to time, obviously the disaster of war had spread here.
Advancing all the way, he finally entered the scope of Yiyang County and sent scouts to explore the way. When I came back, I realized that Yiyang City had been surrounded by tens of thousands of rebels, and several large-scale attacks were launched, but they were all blocked by the soldiers in Yiyang City. Lord Commander had already entered the city before the enemy soldiers came, and he should have been guarding the city together at this time.
After Song Yu heard this, he pondered for a moment, and immediately arranged to find a place to camp on the spot, at this time, the battle had been fought for a few days, and he was not in a hurry to enter the city to help immediately. If you want to come to the thief army to attack the city for several days, you are also sleepy and tired. And now that he is resting, plus everyone is cultivating martial arts, he has a great advantage at night. Let's see if there's a chance to pick up a bargain.
The order was to rest, and the whole barracks began to get busy, the camp tent was set up, the dry rations were taken out, the dried meat was put into the pot, and the soup was boiled. A thick dough the size of an adult's palm. Basic nutrition is sufficient.
"My lord, looking at the thief camp, it seems that he can do something!"
On a small dirt slope, He Shan, Zhang Han and Pan Hao stood quietly, watching the rebel army camp below. At this time, He Shan chuckled.
Song Yu looked at the military camps in the distance, which were chaotic and disorganized. And many of them didn't even have tents, but slept on the ground, and their armor was rudimentary. In the middle of the barracks, the barracks were neat, and one of the tall tents attracted Song Yu's attention. The leader of these rebel armies is known as the Heavenly Disciple General, and he should be there.
Although the miscellaneous soldiers were unbearable, soldiers in yellow armor patrolled the camp from time to time. These soldiers had solemn faces, sharp eyes and strong bodies as they walked. It should be an elite soldier.
Song Yu looked up at the sky, countless gray and white qi condensed in the tall and gorgeous camp tent in the middle, in the camp tent, a crimson luck rose to the sky, and in the crimson luck, a little yellow luck stood upright, although thin, but mighty, with a general trend.
"Let's see it tonight, get ready first!" Song Yu's eyes were condensed, and he said in a deep voice as he looked down at the rebel army's garrison in the distance.
At midnight, the night was dark and the wind was high, and a pair of people and horses were lined up, although it was quiet, but everyone could feel a kind of dullness that was about to come by the storm. The horse's hooves are wrapped in cloth to reduce the sound of horses' hooves. Each person has a bamboo chip in their mouth to prevent the conversation from making noise.
"Your Excellency. We've cleared the scout!" A swift figure dressed in black appeared, knelt on the ground, and said respectfully.
"Okay, let's go!" Song Yu waved his hand, and the cavalry behind him began to move slowly.
In a few moments, the enemy's tent was already in front of him.
Song Yu waved his hand, and the cavalry on the hillside poured down like a torrent. Thousands of kilometers away from the rebel garrison, the torrent sped up and rolled in.
Thundered.........
The distance of kilometers was instantly shortened, and it was only a few hundred meters.
When the patrol soldier heard the sound, he looked back, and was immediately startled, and hurriedly picked up the horn at his waist, and wooed...... , poof, before it blew, it was pierced through the throat by an arrow. Fall to the ground.
Xiuxiu......
The arrows rained down, and the patrolling soldiers were shot one by one, and the soldiers who were close to the outside of the tent were awakened. As soon as he opened his eyes, a rain of arrows fell from the sky, and a miserable scream sounded in an instant.
Countless sleeping soldiers were woken up and rushed out with their weapons. Song Yu took the lead, the long sword in his hand emitted a cold edge, and led the cavalry straight into the enemy camp.
Qiang Qiang ......
Every swing of the arm, it brought a burst of bloody wind and blood, the real air in the body swirled, and the long sword glowed with crystal luster, frantically strangling the enemy, and directly breaking through the oncoming enemy.
Song Yu and other cavalry formed a cone-shaped formation, the front was sharp and fast, and the two wings were strong and powerful, and they could attack the enemy in a narrow front through the elite forward, break through and cut the enemy's formation, and expand the results of the battle on both wings.
Zhang Han's more than 200-pound Qinglong big knife on the left behind him danced, covering the sky with sword shadows, as if a hurricane was passing by, and the enemy army seemed to be cut off by the waist, and it was terrifying.
And on the right side of He Shan, the red tasseled spear trembled, turning into countless silver snakes, choosing people to devour. Every time, the bones of enemy soldiers were pierced and they died in agony.
Ordinary soldiers couldn't stop Song Yu's footsteps at all, and they rushed out a hundred meters in the blink of an eye.
"Look for death!" a loud shout sounded, and a burly soldier with a bearded face appeared in the thief army. He was furious, and rushed up with a dark and heavy long knife in his hand, and with a bang, Song Yu's long sword shook and met the big knife.
Suddenly, the sparks splashed, and the true qi in Song Yu's body flowed, brushing, and the long sword slashed through dozens of bright lights, and the enemy with bearded temples was forced to retreat step by step, poof......
With a wave of Song Yu's long sword, the enemy's head rose into the sky, and blood rained down. The war horse neighed, the lightning streaked across the sky, Song Yu was expressionless, and picked up the cold sword, and an enemy's head was as unbearable as rags, and it was picked out of the air, and it hit the soldiers in front of him who were asking for help.
The camp tent of the Heavenly Disciple General appeared in front of him, and a middle-aged general wearing bright yellow armor and holding a long sword with a majestic face appeared in front of the camp.
"Kill, kill!" Song Yu's long sword flashed with a cold light, pointing at the Heavenly Disciple General.
The eyes of the heavenly disciples also noticed Song Yu, and the eyes of the two of them were scorching, as if they were emitting lightning, full of killing intent.
Hissing ......
The war horse roared, Song Yu rushed out, and the crystal white light of the long sword was sheng, and the powerful true qi shook Song Yu and the heavenly disciples back a few steps. "Innate Martial Artist!" they said in unison.
The innate martial artist is not included in the scope of monks, it can be regarded as the highest force in the mortal world, and Song Yu didn't expect that one would appear in front of him. And the Heavenly Disciple was even more shocked in his heart, the young man in front of him was actually an innate martial artist.