Li Xian and Li Zhong were surrounded by the crowd and came under the camp wall. This was the first time Li Xian faced the battlefield. Even though Li Xian could only feel the iceberg of the war at this time, it still brought her infinite benefits. shock.
There was a "dong dong dong" war drum beside her ear, almost the same frequency as her heartbeat. The ground beneath his feet swayed slightly, and the distant screams of killing were faintly heard. Occasionally, there were screams that penetrated the drums of war and the sound of fighting pierced into Li Xian's ears.
And Li Zhong has also never seen such a scene, just listening to this voice has made him a little timid...
He is the prince, and all the glory of the Marquis of Pingyang will be his in the future. He only needs to live in peace and stability, and there is no need to take risks...
After he figured it out, Li Zhong looked at the camp gate that was about to fall, swallowed, and said to Li Xian, "Princess... I'll go up and have a look, you guys are here to protect the princess."
After he finished speaking, he hurriedly climbed up the ladder without looking at Li Xian, and climbed towards the camp wall.
Li Xian glanced at the back of Li Zhong fleeing, turned her head and said to Jingwei, who was dressed in Chinese clothing behind her, "Go to the battlefield, one more person means more strength."
"This... but princess, we want to keep you safe."
"When you kill the enemy now, you are protecting the safety of this palace."
Li Xian's voice was very soft, even in this noisy environment, her voice was a little confused, but even so, it still gave people an undeniable power.
"Yes… !"
The head guard looked at Li Xian, but in the end he didn't dare to disobey the meaning of the eldest princess.
"You come with me!"
With a wave of his hand, the captain of the guards rushed to the battlefield with his two teams of guards at the last moment before the camp gate fell.
With the flying dust, the Xiongnu cavalry threw the machete in their hands and faced the line of the Liguo infantry charging...
"what… "
In an instant, the screams were endless. I don't know how many fresh lives fell on this land forever with this scream.
The sweat on Lin Wanyue's forehead was dripping down. At this time, her back was soaked through, and the thick cloth clothes were soaked with sweat and pierced her skin.
There were two empty quivers beside her, and Lin Wanyue's bow and arrow shooting continued.
Her cheeks bulged into two small bags, her lips pressed together tightly.
He had a very serious expression on his face and his eyes as sharp as an eagle.
At this time, every time Lin Wanyue bowed her head to shoot an arrow, her hands trembled like chaff.
However, when Lin Wanyue picked up the black bow and aimed at it, the trembling hands miraculously regained their proper composure.
Shot after shot with precision and speed, covering the charging infantry below.
Lin Wanyue had no time to take care of the pain in her arms. Even if she pulled her hands away at this moment, she would never allow herself to stop...
Li Zhong, who climbed up the camp wall, stood beside Li Mu with a pale face, especially when Li Zhong saw that the guards he had brought from Beijing, who he thought were "first-class and first-class" guards, were facing the Huns. After the machete and the horse, Li Zhong's nose oozes out fine beads of sweat when he is cut down by the Huns like a melon and a vegetable.
And Li Mu didn't have time to pay attention to Li Zhong next to him. He looked at the battle situation in the distance and analyzed the battle situation of both sides in his heart.
"uncle."
Li Xian, who had no one to "protect" her, climbed up the camp wall at some point and came to Li Mu's side.
Hearing his niece's voice, Li Mu immediately turned around and said reproachfully, "Nonsense, what are you doing here?"
"Princess, why did you come up too, I'll take you back!" Li Zhong came to Li Xian's side immediately.
Li Xian just smiled lightly and did not speak.
Seeing Li Xian like this, Li Zhong had no choice but to say embarrassingly, "Then you stand by my side, there are occasional arrows flying over this city wall."
As he said that, Li Zhong drew out the saber around his waist, half blocking Li Xian's body, and looked nervously in front of him.
Why did Li Xian climb the camp wall
Naturally, she would not tell Li Zhong that when the sun was slowly rising, a beam of sunlight hit her eyes. Li Xian raised her wide sleeves to block the sunlight, but she saw a thin and upright body on the camp wall, unexpectedly matching Ran Ran's eyes. The rising red sun coincides.
Looking at the radiant back in an instant, Li Xian was stunned, ignoring the stinging pain in her eyes.
Just looking at the back, this man was a little thin and frail, but he showed a stubbornness. He was the only one standing still on the crowded camp wall, as if taking root under his feet, and he was not afraid of the passing arrows.
Li Xian squinted at the man's back, and she always felt that she was familiar, so she climbed up the ladder with a long palace attire, just to confirm her suspicions with her own eyes on the camp wall.
Li Xian turned her head and saw Lin Wanyue among the many moving archers.
At this moment, Lin Wanyue lowered her head and drew an arrow from the quiver. Sweat gurgled down her dark face, and a drop of sweat just happened to drip down the tip of her nose.
Seeing this scene, Li Xian frowned. Li Xian glanced around and found that many of the archers were not as tired as Lin Wanyue.
Soon, Li Xian recalled the contents of the silk newspaper, and a flash of enlightenment flashed in her heart.
After a while, Lin Wanyue had already shot an arrow under Li Xian's gaze, and Li Xian had been watching the whole process of Lin Wanyue's bow and arrow shooting.
Li Xian saw Lin Wanyue's exhaustion when he shot the arrow.
I saw the change in Lin Wanyue's expression when he drew the bow.
Seeing the annoyance flashed on Lin Wanyue's face when he lowered his head to shoot the arrow again after shooting one arrow.
At the same time, Li Xian also saw Lin Wanyue's trembling hands as she shot the arrow...
Looking at it, a special emotion flowed in Li Xian's heart, which was mixed with something called shock...
Suddenly, Lin Wanyue threw the black bow aside and turned her head.
Li Xian and Lin Wanyue looked at each other from a distance across the crowd.
The moment Lin Wanyue saw Li Xian, she was obviously stunned, and then ran towards Li Xian.
"Master!" Lin Wanyue came to Li Mu and knelt down on one knee.
"speak."
"Commander, the Huns' cavalry is no longer within the range of the archers. The villain asks the commander to allow me to bring the Feiyu Battalion soldiers to lower the ropes and go down below to fight with the infantry."
"allow!"
"Thank you, Master!"
When Lin Wanyue stood up from the ground, Li Xian was very close to her.
Close enough to clearly see the color change of Lin Wanyue's clothes due to sweat.
She was so close that she could clearly see beads of sweat dripping down Lin Wanyue's face.
Close enough to clearly see Lin Wanyue's indistinct swaying body when she got up quickly.
Lin Wanyue didn't look at Li Xian again, but turned around quickly and ran back towards the team of archers. After a while, Li Xian heard Lin Wanyue's voice that was a little clearer than the average man: "All the soldiers of the Feiyu Battalion. Follow the order! Immediately put down the bow and arrow in your hand, pick up the weapon, put down the rope, and follow me down below to cooperate with the infantry battalion!"
"Yes!" The voices were uniform, and no one hesitated.
Everyone put down the bow in their hands, and someone quickly lowered the rope.
Lin Wanyue took the brunt of the walk at the front of the team, and under Li Xian's gaze, she slid down the camp wall with a rope without hesitation...
The other soldiers of Feiyu Battalion also quickly slid down with the ropes, Lin Wanyue stood on the ground in front of the camp wall and briefly assembled the team, roaring: "Spread out the team, don't be too dense, grab your weapons. , rush with me!"
After saying that, Lin Wanyue turned around, holding the Pu Dao tightly in both hands, towards the battle line, and rushed over without looking back.
Li Xian stood on the camp wall and watched Lin Wanyue swiftly run towards the front line until she couldn't catch Lin Wanyue completely.
Li Mu would issue new orders from time to time, the drums would change, and the semaphore would change accordingly.
"Don't be afraid, princess, I will protect you."
Li Zhong held the weapon in his hand to block Li Xian.
This battle, which lasted for more than two hours, ended in the defeat of the Xiongnu.
From the rising sun, until noon, the scorching sun was in the sky.
"it is good!"
"what!"
The roar of the victory of the soldiers from the country came from afar, and a smile finally appeared on Li Mu's serious face.
"Ming Jin withdraws troops!"
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
Ming Jin three times, poor pirates do not chase.
The camp gate was slowly opened again to welcome the soldiers who fought bloody battles and returned victoriously.
When the soldiers returned to the camp, Li Xian had already come down from the camp wall. She stood far away, looking at the soldiers returning to the camp.
The military doctors were already seated, and Li Xian smelled the pungent blood in the air and suppressed the discomfort in her heart.
Li Zhong also couldn't smell such a smell. The smell of blood and sweat mixed together made him nauseous.
He covered his nose, frowned and said to Li Zhong, "Princess, I'll take you back."
Li Xian turned her head to look at Li Zhong, then said lightly, "Sir, let's go back first. I will go to my uncle to talk about something later."
"That… "
"Don't worry, Prince, Ben Gong can go back by himself."
"Then I'll go first." After speaking, Li Zhong turned and left.
Li Xian stood aside, soldiers came in wave after wave, and the number of wounded soldiers also began to increase significantly.
From the very beginning, people were helped in, and most of them were carried in at the back.
These wounded soldiers who were brought in were like blood gourds, and it would be hard for people to believe that they were still alive if it wasn't for the low Shen Yin in their mouths.
And among these people, whether they were being supported or carried, Li Xian had not seen Lin Wanyue for a long time...