"Azhao, take me for a walk." Taking a breath of fresh air, Ling Qingyu said.
Looking at the sky, Yang Zhao said hello, and walked in the forest with her in his arms.
Walking to the middle of the forest, the trees are getting denser and denser, the sparse moonlight is shining faintly, and the campfire in the distant camp is beating like sparks.
"Zhao, please give me some more time." Ling Qingyu leaned on Yang Zhao's chest and said in a low voice.
"Qingyu, as long as you remember Yan San, he won't leave. In fact, even if you forget him, he won't leave. Do you believe in souls?" Yang Zhao asked.
Ling Qingyu nodded, can you not believe it? Am I not
"That's right, even if I die, my soul will still be there. If I die, it will be the same. My soul will definitely not leave your side, but it has no form. In this wind, in the rain, I will be with you One body, not separated." Yang Zhao walked slowly in the forest with her in his arms, and whispered slowly in Ling Qingyu's ear with a deep voice accompanied by the sound of the wind.
"Zhao..." Ling Qingyu raised her head, hugged his neck, and said, "Zhao..." She called twice, but couldn't say anything more, she was wrong, she always thought that a man's feelings could not last, so she controlled herself not to get involved , If you don't invest, you won't get hurt. In fact, it's not that you can't last, it's just that you didn't touch the right person.
"Qingyu, when you fell off that cliff, did you think of me?" Yang Zhao rubbed his cheek against her face, and said, "Have you thought about what I will do in the future?"
"Yes, I just hope you can live a good life, and find a woman who likes you more and treats you better in the future, and have children..." Ling Qingyu's tears gradually rolled down. She knew what Yang Zhao meant by this, and she also remembered Considering what Yan San said that day, it's just that it's easy for her to talk about it, but it's not so easy for her to do it.
For a heartless woman, Yang Zhao hugged her tighter, put the cloak around her body, then stopped, and said, "Who are you?"
Ling Yunfei walked out from behind the tree, touched his nose and said, "I'm really sorry to disturb you two."
"Ling Yunfei?" Ling Qingyu poked his head out of the cloak and asked in surprise.
"Jiangzhou hero Ling Yunfei? It turns out he's the head of Liuyunzhai. I don't know what to do with Yang?" Yang Zhao took a step back slightly and said.
"What? Is he famous?" Ling Qingyu raised his head and asked Yang Zhao.
"When I was in Xiangyang, the magistrate of Xiangyang said that the refugees in Jiangzhou were causing trouble, and the leader was Liuyunzhai. The leader of the family was called Jiangzhou hero, and he was a well-known figure in the world." Yang Zhaowen said.
Ling Yunfei was slightly taken aback, and said: "Could it be that Zhizhou asked you to come and attack us?"
"Yang will only resist foreign enemies, and the disturbance caused by the government's oppression does not belong to my jurisdiction, so there is no such thing as crusade." Yang Zhao said lightly.
Ling Yunfei's eyes lit up, and his body leaning against the tree straightened up, saying: "General Yang really deserves his reputation."
"I would also like to thank Master Ling for helping Yang clean up those bugs behind him these days." Yang Zhao said.
"Hehe, it's just a matter of raising one's hand." Ling Yunfei touched his nose again, and didn't say that most of the people were taken care of by Ning Ye. He looked at Ling Qingyu and said, "I'm here to say sorry, if I hadn't gone back early, You will not be captured by Yaoyue."
Ling Qingyu smiled faintly, and said, "No wonder Ling Daxia, it's just God's will."
"General!" A soldier came in a hurry and said, "The spies ahead have reported that all the people in the Laoding Mountain bandit den have been dispatched. It seems that the target is us."
"Prepare for battle." After Yang Zhao gave the order, he said to Ling Yunfei, "What does Hero Ling say?"
"Hehe, help people to the end, we two brothers will guard the carriage for you." Ling Yunfei laughed.
"Thank you!" Yang Zhao walked quickly back to the camp with Ling Qingyu in his arms. The soldiers in the whole camp were already armed and surrounded the three carriages.
Putting Ling Qingyu on the carriage, Yang Zhao helped her smooth the hair on her forehead, and said with a slight smile, "Don't worry, just sleep well."
Exiting the carriage, he glanced at Ying Nine Shadows and Ten Shadows Two who were already surrounded by the carriage. Yang Zhao picked up the spear placed beside the carriage and put on gloves. There was a layer of blood.
The forest is not suitable for fighting on horseback, nor is it suitable for spears, but when Yang Zhao mounted the horse and placed the spear in front of him, Ling Yunfei had the illusion that the dark forest had become a vast grassland.
"Waiting formation, let's move to the front." Yang Zhao pointed forward, and the rest of the soldiers got on their horses and walked slowly on the official road outside the forest around the three carriages.
Their camp is actually not far from the official road. This place is near the Taihang Mountains, with gentle slopes on both sides of the official road.
Seeing the 500 people walking around the carriage as if they were one person, Chen Rongxuan said, "Brother, what do you think, what if they go to wipe out our Liuyun Village?"
"Then you won't live long enough for us to take the money back to redeem someone." Ling Yunfei patted his head and said. This is only 500 people, if the cavalry who left first were also there, they would be able to drive them into pieces in Liuyunzhai.
Ye Shiyi stood on the tree and looked down the mountain. From the distance on the mountain path, there was a torch winding like a snake towards this side. The red circle at the bottom of the hillside was silent, but murderous.
Seeing the little flames approaching, Yang Zhao picked up the longbow beside the saddle. As soon as he changed the bow, all the soldiers behind him also changed into longbows. The bowstring was fully drawn, and they all had three arrows in their hands.
When the first light of fire rushed down from the opposite forest, Yang Zhao let go, and five chain arrows shot straight out, nailing the first five people who rushed out to the ground.
The arrows of the soldiers behind were aimed at the sky, and the whizzing rain of arrows flew into the forest, and there was a scream, and many of the torches inside were extinguished.
There was a commotion in the forest on the opposite side, and under a violent roar, more people rushed out brandishing swords, and some figures were fast, and they had already fled out of the forest.
Yang Zhao put down his longbow, picked up the crossbow, and shot out with the steel arrows in his hand, and the five hundred steel arrows behind him also shot out flatly. The people swept away again.
Several rounds of powerful crossbows were fired, and the forest was quiet for a while, and then the people who rushed out put all kinds of shields on top.
Yang Zhao hung the crossbow on the saddle and picked up the spear.
The tip of the long spear was filled with a sense of chill, and reflected light from the forest.
"Boom!" There was a loud bang, a flash of lightning flashed across the sky, and pea-sized raindrops fell down.
Hundreds of people rushed out from the opposite forest, Yang Zhao raised his spear and shouted: "One team, two teams, three teams, charge!"
The cavalry on the left and right in front of the circle followed him and rushed down the mountain, and the cavalry from the two teams behind quickly filled up the front, forming a relatively small circle.
Although the slope of the hill was gentle, it was enough for the cavalry to form a charge.
Yang Zhao took the lead and stepped into the rushing raindrops with the momentum of thunder. His spear danced into a circle of light and swept away the group of bandits headed by him.
Then the cavalry who rushed up rushed directly into the crowd, and with the raindrops, blood sprayed everywhere.
Ling Yunfei stared at the battle at the foot of the hillside without blinking. The bandits were in a mess under the trampling of horseshoes. The swords and swords had only left a thin layer of traces on the heavy armor. Yang Zhao led the team there. The crowd was rampant, invincible, and wherever the spear was pointed, it would inevitably stir up a spray of blood.
Chen Rongxuan's blood boiled with excitement, and he said, "Brother, let me go up and try?"
"Forget it, don't be killed as a bandit." Ling Yunfei said lightly. Although the team seemed to be rushing at random, in fact, the arrangement inside was very strict. One person was in the front, and the two people on the left and right would definitely protect the two sides.
Ye Shiyi looked at the opposite Yang Zhao who had led the army into the opposite mountain forest, and felt a little relieved. It was indeed Yang Zhao, but he could hear the sound of his clothes, and he hid his figure slightly in the shade of the tree, and looked at him. The direction the sound is coming from.
"Laoding Mountain has suffered heavy losses this time. How can I explain to the county king when I go back?" One of the dozen or so black-clothed figures who came down from the forest whispered.
"We can go back and explain after taking the girl's heart." Another person whispered.
"Is that reliable or not? That's not what other people said. Didn't Kong Wu also say that? That woman has no internal strength at all?"
"What Mi Yi said must be true. The woman fell off the cliff and survived. There must be some mystery in it. Regardless of that, just dig it back and do business."
"Don't trust Ning Yu's words too much. She already knows that the one who slaughtered her family was the order of the county king. Will she really work for the county king?"
"Hush! You don't want to die, can you say that?"
"Anyway, there is no one in the Ning family, and Ning Yu's coquettish girls are all dead, so what are you afraid of?"
"Isn't there still our son? Not even the people from Laodingshan have bet on it to avenge Ning Yu."
"Speaking of which, the members of the Ning family are indeed beautiful. All the maids in the village were very beautiful."
"Stop talking, get ready, let's make a rush and leave. If we can succeed, we will retreat, and if we can't, we will retreat."
The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the sight in the forest was very bad under the heavy rain. The sound of the rain seemed to cover up the voices of people.
Ye Shiyi quietly jumped down from the tree, and when those people were about to approach the circle, he shouted and stabbed the last man in black with his sword.
The soldiers in the circular formation were startled, and when the formation turned around, they all faced the back. A few lightning bolts were drawn in the sky, revealing the black-clothed figures who were fighting together.
Ling Yunfei frowned, leaped out of the circle and joined the battle group.
"Ning Ye?" Ling Yunfei asked after blocking Ye Shishi's palm.
"I'm Ye Shiyi from the Ling family!" Ye Shiyi pulled the sword out of the man's body, replied, and met another person.
Ling Yunfei smiled, slapped one of them away, and said with a smile: "It would be great if you answered like this earlier."
Chen Rongxuan also joined the battle group, and shouted: "He Fangxiao is young, report your name!"
The man in black looked wrong, met his eyes, and fled in all directions.
A shower of arrows flew by, covering the direction in which they were fleeing, and forcing them back.