Although the Huns were aggressive, Liguo, a battle-hardened army, was by no means an ordinary person.
Even without any command, they still quickly began to spontaneously form a formation, and as the formation was gradually completed, the troops who left the country slowly regained the dominance of the war.
Lin Wanyue stabbed the spear heavily into the body of a Xiongnu, and Lin Wanyue's face was covered with gushing blood. Lin Wanyue heard the sound of the spear rubbing her body, and her hands were tightly clenched. Holding the spear, white light flashed in his mind, as if he saw his mother and brother who were strung together by a spear.
"Ah!" Lin Wanyue roared, her eyes turning terrifying blood red!
She grabbed the spear forcefully, and through the spear, the sound of weapons penetrating into the flesh came to Lin Wanyue's ears again and again.
Lin Wanyue completely forgot where she was. In front of her eyes were only the corpses that filled the village, the raging fire, and the sad and desperate herself kneeling at the head of the village...
"Ding!" The sound of the collision of weapons came from the back of Lin Wanyue's head. Lin Wanyue's body shuddered uncontrollably, and her hands let go of the spear like an electric shock, with a look of astonishment on her face.
"Brother! What are you doing!?" Lin Yu's frantic voice sounded in Lin Wanyue's ear.
It turned out that when Lin Wanyue fell into a magical barrier, a Xiongnu with a machete quietly came behind Lin Wanyue, holding a machete and slashed at the back of Lin Wanyue's head!
Fortunately, Lin Yu arrived in time to set up the Huns' weapons at the last minute! Otherwise, Lin Wanyue would have been dead by now...
Here, Lin Yu was fighting with the Huns with Pu Dao in his hand, while Lin Wanyue stood there and looked at his hands covered with warm blood in horror!
Lin Wanyue turned her head and saw that the Xiongnu, who had been stabbed in the chest, was staring at her with a dead eye.
The body of the Huns had been stabbed to rot by himself, and then was nailed to a tree by a spear. Blood flowed from multiple wounds on his chest, and some blood was dripping down the spear. drip on the ground.
And Lin Yu, who was fighting with the Huns here, finally found a flaw and cut the Huns' throat mercilessly. Convulsing painfully on the ground, Lin Yu immediately stepped on the Xiongnu's chest, and Li Suo's hand lifted the knife and dropped the Xiongnu's pain completely.
"Brother! What happened to you just now?" Lin Yu came to Lin Wanyue's side, holding the bleeding Pu Dao in his hand, and wiped the blood on his face with the sleeve of his other hand.
"It's okay, I don't know what's wrong... I thought about it... It's okay!" Lin Wanyue irritably pulled out the Pu Dao from her waist and wanted to rush out, but was stopped by Lin Yu.
"Brother, you follow me."
Lin Wanyue opened her mouth to refute but heard Lin Yu say decisively, "Brother, do you remember the first time I went to the battlefield?"
Lin Wanyue suddenly came back to her senses. She remembered that when Lin Yu was fourteen years old, she walked timidly into their tent with her luggage in her arms. Lin Wanyue raised her head, and for a moment she seemed to see her brother Lin Feixing.
Lin Yu came to the barracks a few days before the Huns came. That day, Lin Yu struggled to hold a spear and was caught in the team and rushed forward blindly.
Lin Wanyue looked at Lin Yushang's immature back, she knew very well that Lin Yu, who had not undergone systematic training, would probably never return.
So she secretly followed behind Lin Yu, and dealt with the Huns who wanted to sneak attack behind Lin Yu twice.
"Thank you... Thank you!" At that time, Lin Yu held the spear tremblingly, looking at Lin Wanyue's eyes with the fear of death and the joy of the rest of his life, he couldn't say anything.
"Follow me." Lin Wanyue put Lin Yuhu behind him and held a Pu sword to cut a hole in the siege of the Huns...
Lin Wanyue recovered from her memory and looked at the only friend in front of her who was like a younger brother, who was already half a head taller than herself before she knew it...
Lin Yu protected Lin Wanyue and rushed towards the place where there were few people as much as possible. After a brief loss of control, Lin Wanyue had regained her state. From behind Lin Yu to Lin Yu's side, the two cooperated tacitly and wounded many Xiongnu. The soldiers, and then the wounded Huns were all pierced by other soldiers with spears when they fell to the ground.
Just when the army that left the country gradually gained the upper hand...
"Woo woo woo!" A low and fluctuating horn sound came from afar, and the Hun soldiers stagnated in their slashing and slashing movements, and after looking at each other, they retreated in groups!
Lin Wanyue frowned when she heard the unfamiliar horn sound, feeling that something was wrong and she couldn't think of it for a while...
"Don't chase after the poor!" General Li Mu shouted while sitting on the battle horse, Lin Wanyue and Lin Yu looked at each other, looking at each other's blood-stained faces, but their hearts were very happy!
"Hahahahaha!" Lin Yu looked at Lin Wanyue and laughed.
Lin Wanyue also smiled, and the smile was extremely happy.
Such a tacit laughter, only the parties can understand the meaning.
Li Mu sat on the horse and heard the laughter, and found that one of the teenagers, who was covered in blood and could barely see a piece of clean skin, was carrying his familiar black bow, and his eyes lit up.
"Blame!" Li Mu squeezed the horse's stomach, and the military horse snorted and walked slowly towards the place where the master wanted to go.
Lin Wanyue and Lin Yu were still immersed in the joy of brothers fighting side by side, but they heard the sound of horse hooves coming from their ears.
When the two turned their heads, they saw their marshal sitting on a tall horse looking down at them.
Immediately, he knelt down on one knee and lowered his head and said, "Lin Feixing, the third soldier of the Second Infantry Battalion, sees the commander."
"Lin Yu, the fourth soldier of the Second Infantry Battalion, sees the commander."
"Hmm. Get up."
"Yes, Commander." Lin Wanyue and Lin Yu stood up from the ground.
Li Mu held the reins in one hand and looked at the two teenagers in front of him. Seeing that they were covered in blood but without a single wound, Li Mu nodded with satisfaction.
Especially Lin Wanyue, who was carrying his war bow, Li Mu took a few more glances. At this time, Li Mu appreciated Lin Wanyue a little more than he was satisfied. He opened his own two crossbow and Lin Wanyue held the spear with the courage to rush out without hesitation, and at this time, he was standing in front of him with blood stained but unscathed.
These are all reasons why Li Mu admires Lin Wanyue.
Of course, there is a more important point: that is, the battle-hardened Li Mu keenly captured a fighting spirit that many soldiers did not possess in Lin Wanyue.
"The two of you will come to see me at the big tent after camping at night." After Li Mu said these words, he pulled the reins and turned to leave. Before leaving, Li Mu glanced at Lin Wanyue again. He always felt that this young man seemed to be familiar. …
Li Mu's words were clearly heard by the surviving soldiers around, and Lin Wanyue and Lin Yu became the focus of attention in an instant.
Everyone looked at the two with complicated eyes, envy, jealousy, and unwillingness...
Some people thought: I was summoned by the commander himself! This is not a blessing for everyone, and I am afraid that these two will become even better in the future.
Of course, more people are thinking: They also survived after the war, why did the two people get the shit luck
The two who became the focus did not have the awareness that they had been noticed. After a brief period of consternation, Lin Yu grabbed Lin Wanyue's arms excitedly, and shouted like a child: "Brother! Us! The commander wants to see us! Brother, did you hear that!? The commander wants to see us in person!"
And Lin Wanyue just let Lin Yu shake numbly, and wanted to give Lin Yu the same expression, but she couldn't do it...