In the third year of Yongxi, Emperor Taizong of Song, Zhao Guangyi, launched the Yongxi Northern Expedition, and the Song Dynasty launched a large-scale attack on Liao. The Battle of Chenjiagu was an important battle in the Yongxi Northern Expedition. In this battle, Yang Ye, a famous general of the Northern Song Dynasty, fought bloody battles, and after being defeated and captured, he would rather die than surrender, and starved himself to death for his country.
As a result, the reputation of Chenjiagu spread quickly and became a famous scenic spot near Yanmen Pass. At this moment, a fierce war was taking place in this remote border town.
As usual, the first thing Bi Hongyao did when she woke up in the morning was to go to the west of the valley to see if the reinforcements had miraculously appeared. And as usual, she was disappointed.
It was early in the morning, and the soldiers who had just finished their shifts were dragging their tired bodies towards the camp. Seeing those loyal guards passing by, Bi Hongyao felt very sad.
These guards were so hungry that their faces turned pale and they walked like ghosts. They worked hard and had little sleep. They had no food but hunger; no sleep but hard fighting.
Many people got typhoid fever but there was no medicine to treat it. Their companions could only watch the patients die in pain. Severe cold, hunger, disease... these enemies outside the battlefield ruthlessly tortured the exhausted troops and made them weaker and weaker.
Even so, this army is still considered the most elite force in the entire Ming Cult.
Every time the enemy came up and the bugle was blown, the half-dead army would immediately be rejuvenated as if by miracle. Those sick, weak, and skinny men would suddenly become energetic, with light flashing in their eyes. They would line up in formation and march forward fiercely towards the enemy army that was several times larger than them.
No one could remember how many rounds of fierce fighting they had fought with the enemy, but the land in front of Chenjiagu had been dyed a deeper red with blood.
Is it all for this cheap saint of mine
Bi Hongyao couldn't help but bite her lips. If it wasn't for protecting herself, these people would not have lost their lives in vain in this remote area.
I have also thought about compromising, giving up the right to speak in the Great Ming Zun Sect, and letting the Great Zun take charge completely. In this way, I, the Twelve Treasure Tree Kings, the Three Envoys of Wind, Cloud and Moon, and these loyal guards might all be alive, and everyone would not be so tired.
But... ...
I really can't accept such a result! Completely cooperate with the Western Rakshasa Cult, first swallow up the entire Ming Cult, and then sit in the west and watch over the Central Plains
But that Western Jade Rakshasa who was not sure whether he was a human or a ghost was really...
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At noon, Zhou Yi and his group had already arrived outside Chenjia Valley, but after arriving, Zhou Yi was still stunned by the scene before him.
To be honest, the situation was quite different from what Zhou Yi had expected. Zhou Yi had thought that the mission of rescuing the saint from distress and then escorting her back to Guangmingding was probably a traditional Jianghu escort mission, but when he saw the nearly 1,000 well-trained soldiers with their knives sharpened outside Chenjiagu, he was shocked.
Even if all of me are martial arts masters, there are only six of us in total. You have an army of several hundred people coming here all of a sudden. Isn't this a scam
No matter how much he complained, he still had to think of a solution. Zhou Yi did not act rashly, but instead gathered the team and started discussing a plan.
Naturally, the brainless Subuchi could be ignored. Seeing his murderous look, Zhou Yi estimated that if he hadn't been held down, he would have rushed forward with the Poison Dragon Spear to kill. This kind of grassland man's fearless nature is called bloodiness when it can be used, and he is a complete fool when it can't be used.
Zhebie still had an icy face and stood far away, trying to look handsome. But Heshar was the first to make a suggestion: "Chenjia Valley has only two entrances and exits. The terrain is dangerous and easy to defend but difficult to attack. That's why the Saint can only rely on the few guards around her to barely block it. But it's also a troublesome thing for me."
"So it's best for us to act at night, and we must act quickly to take the Saint away before the enemy can react!"
Zhou Yi nodded slightly. It was roughly what he thought, but there was still nothing constructive about it. Breaking in by force was not a good strategy after all.
Ren Ya said: "If we can get in touch with the Saint Lady first and let them break out from one direction, and we can pick them up randomly, with our skills, it won't be difficult to kill them for a while, which will greatly increase our chances of winning!"
"This is a good idea, but how can we..." Zhou Yi was about to ask further when he suddenly saw Ren Ya's "unfriendly" eyes constantly glancing in the direction of Hesaer, and he immediately smiled knowingly.
"Hey, Brother Fengying! I wonder if I can borrow your eagle?"
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The night is as cool as water, with cold stars dotted on the dim sky, the waning moon is like a hook, and the night wind carries bursts of damp earthy smell.
Bi Hongyao sat alone on a big rock in Chenjia Valley, hugging her knees and looking up at the sky, showing a rare girlish demeanor.
It's pitiful to be in the imperial family! Bi Hongyao couldn't help but feel a little touched by Li Yu's situation at this moment. The supreme honor of the saint of the Great Ming Zunjiao did not bring him half a bit of happiness. On the contrary, the intrigue and treacherous life was like an invisible big net that wrapped him tighter and tighter, so tight that he could hardly breathe.
Suddenly, a sharp scream was heard in the calm night sky. Looking up, Bi Hongyao actually saw a giant eagle flapping its wings and rushing towards her.
Bi Hongyao couldn't help but be horrified, but her martial arts skills were just mediocre. She stumbled and fell off the big rock, and was immediately frightened out of her wits.
However, the giant eagle had no intention of attacking Bi Hongyao. It just stood with its claws on the stone, and stared at Bi Hongyao on the ground with its bright eyes.
An ordinary eagle is only slightly larger than a poultry, but the giant eagle standing in front of Bi Hongyao has a wingspan of more than ten feet, and its feathers are as hard as iron. When it swoops down, it can definitely grab an entire pony or sheep into the air.
This is
Bi Hongyao's pupils suddenly contracted, and she felt her heartbeat quicken immediately, because she knew this eagle. When she was invited by Temujin to visit the Mongolian Qiyan tribe, she had seen this eagle!
This is the companion of Hesar, one of the thirteen wings of Mongolia, the wind eagle - the divine eagle! Swift Wind!
Bi Hongyao didn't care about the dust on her body from falling to the ground, and rushed to Ji Feng quickly, with a look of great excitement in her eyes and a lot of words coming to her lips, but she couldn't help but realize that what was in front of her was just a giant eagle, and she didn't know what to do.
Ji Feng's sharp eyes shot directly at Bi Hongyao, and then he flapped his wings, shaking a delicate bamboo tube into Bi Hongyao's hand, and then he looked up to the sky and let out a long cry, and with a flap of his wings, he immediately soared into the sky and disappeared into the dark night. (To be continued)