Peerless luthier

"Bang bang bang——" the loud noise broke the silence of the night, and the fire flashed across the center of the lake and fell into the Northern Jin stronghold on the opposite bank. With a loud explosion, a striking fire ignited on the other side of the lake!

Fan Qi stood on the tall boat, the lake reflected by the fire was no longer calm, and in the dark night, the cold wind made his battle robe rattle.

With a calm face, he calmly ordered: "The fast boat landed!"

"Ashore!—"

The rapid drumbeat sounded, and then slowly slowed down, "thumb-thump--" the powerful drum was accompanied by a long horn, and thirty fast boats quickly boarded the shore.

In an instant, the sound of brutal fighting on the other side was still heard clearly across the lake.

"Hoo-!" The signal came.

Fan Qi drew his sword and shouted: "Battleship!"

"Battleship!—"

Five three-story warships gradually emerged from the darkness quickly, like silent ghosts suddenly jumping in front of them.

The soldiers of the Northern Jin Dynasty were in a mess, and the strongholds were already in flames. Only a few remote camps were still safe and sound. They desperately defended one of the camps, blood accumulated on the handle of the knife, and it was slippery.

Well-equipped soldiers alighted from the battleship, and the sharp blades tore through hideous wounds, blood sprayed out, and the soldiers of the Northern Jin Dynasty gradually became exhausted.

"Lieutenant General, there are more and more people in Nanchu, and I'm afraid they won't be able to hold on."

"..." The lieutenant general's face was stained with blood, staring at the approaching Nanchu navy.

"Vice general!"

The lieutenant turned his head and looked at the Southern Chu soldiers who were gradually encircling them. The corpses of his own people were everywhere. He gritted his teeth and ran quickly to the last camp.

The faces of the soldiers of the Northern Jin Dynasty were ashen. During the fight, the remaining dozen or so people looked at each other, with the last glimmer of light in their eyes, and they gradually moved towards the center of the camp.

Seeing that the enemy army could no longer hold on, everyone's fighting spirit was ignited.

"Brothers! Go!"

"Ahhhhh!!!"

The shouts were deafening, and several people were shot and killed by bows and arrows.

Standing on the high place of the building and boat, Fan Qi looked down at the battle situation that was sure to be sure, and looked at the few remnant soldiers who kept retreating to one place, and suddenly noticed something strange.

"Fraud! Quickly! Get out of the battle circle!!!"

"Exit the battle circle!!——"

The urgent sound of the trumpet came, and the soldiers who reacted quickly heard it, and retreated decisively and quickly. In a few moments, the adjutant of the Northern Jin Dynasty had entered the camp, and the torches quickly ignited piles of gunpowder.

"Boom!!!—"

The power of gunpowder is so powerful that Fan Qi can only see a mass of heat waves explode, and the fiery colors burn everything!

"Evacuate! Evacuate!"

The orderly roared heart-piercingly.

When there was complete silence, Fan Qi's expression moved slightly, then he regained his composure, and said in a low voice, "Go ashore."

"Go ashore!—"

The war is over, and the pace is still going on unhurriedly.

On the other side of the lake, Yin Ziqing and Yin Zizhong were guarding the north, and Fu Wu was guarding the south. They could see the battle situation on the opposite side, but there was no movement here.

Fu Wu stared intently at the pitch-black lake, the lights of the shooting platform shone on the lake, Fu Wu led the men and horses to lie in ambush, like a sculpture in the dark, motionless.

To the north, the situation remained the same.

Yin Ziqing looked at Yin Zizhong, and found that he was also engrossed. She smiled and said softly, "Are you nervous?"

Yin Zizhong looked at Yin Ziqing and nodded, "A little bit." He turned his gaze back and stared closely at the lake.

Yin Ziqing said: "See if there are fluctuations and water patterns."

Yin Zi nodded emphatically.

After a while, a loud bang was heard on the other side.

"!!!"

The two looked at each other in surprise.

The soldiers behind them whispered, and there was some slight commotion.

Yin Ziqing glanced back.

The voice subsided and returned to silence.

They listened to the movement on the other side in fear, until a familiar voice came: "Go ashore!!"

Listening to the beat of the drums, it seems that everything is going well.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Yin Zizhong suddenly saw water marks on the surface of the lake, he hurriedly bumped Yin Ziqing with his elbow, but heard him lower his voice and say, "Don't move yet."

Turning his head, he found that Yin Ziqing was already on guard, his eyes were fixed on the movement.

Sure enough, as Fan Qi expected, there were indeed black shadows swimming over from the lake. Yin Ziqing roughly estimated that there were about 200 people.

This group of people is obviously of high quality. After staying in the icy water for so long, after running a few laps quickly on the shoal on the shore, their movements quickly became agile. Yin Ziqing saw that they all had short knives in their boots. , ran quickly to the main road.

Yin Zizhong smiled coldly in his heart: Overthinking one's abilities.

He looked at Yin Ziqing, Yin Ziqing nodded, stretched out his hand steadily, then waved it, and shouted: "Go!"

The night raiders were all startled, no one expected that they would have been waiting for them a long time ago!

Yin Ziqing flew down, the long sword was like snow, and claimed the lives of several people in an instant, turned around, and ruthlessly penetrated into one person's belly, and then kicked with long legs, directly kicking the sword blade in the hand of the person behind him Opened, the sharp edge of his sword stabbed suddenly, blood sprayed out, and another person fell down.

The people around were frightened by Yin Ziqing, and they looked a little scared.

Yin Zi glanced at the movement on his side again, and looked at his brother who was completely different from usual in surprise.

Yin Ziqing smiled at Yin Zizhong with an indescribably heroic air.

The soldiers rushed out, blocking the way of those people, and hundreds of people fought together.Yin Zizhong's face was still calm, but he still repelled the hot blood that was constantly spraying on his body.

Gradually, it became numb again.

His sword is like a sharp arrow, piercing the enemy's heart steadily and accurately. I can't remember the number of people he killed. There is a fog of blood in front of him. It seems that there is only the endless night and the piercing pain. Cold wind, the smell of blood blowing from the lake.

"Report! Instructor Fan! The enemy strongholds have been completely destroyed. A total of 500 enemy soldiers have been wiped out. All fortifications, ships, and weapons in the strongholds have been confiscated."

"Report! Our army has lost a total of more than one hundred and four people!"

"Report! Our army lost two clippers, and the battleship was undamaged!"

Fan Qi listened to the report one by one, nodded, and said loudly: "Go back to the city!"

"Back to the city!----"

The horn blew, the ship turned, and the warships surrounded the ship and headed towards Hucuocheng.

Behind this mighty fleet, there was a scene of corpses everywhere and the flames of war burning.In the dark night without moonlight and stars, the fleet sailed quietly on the lake.

Fu Wu withdrew his troops, Yin Ziqing also cleared up the battle situation and escorted ten survivors.

Fan Qi returned to the tower.

Footsteps sounded on the board, the door was pushed open, and Fu Wu walked in.

Fan Qi was sitting on the armchair, rubbing his temples.

Fu Wu was silent for a moment: "Fan Qi, what's going on with that loud noise."

Fan Qi sighed: "The gunpowder was hidden in a small camp, and the artillery didn't explode there at that time."

Fu Wu imagined the scene at that time, and stepped forward to comfort him: "Don't blame yourself too much."

Fan Qi shook his head: "I was negligent."

The two were silent for a while, Fan Qi wiped his face vigorously, cheered up, and said: "Yin Ziqing has caught ten people alive and locked them in the dungeon. They have already sent people to watch them. Follow me to interrogate tomorrow."

In the middle of the night, Yin Zizhong tossed and turned, and the bed creaked.

Although Yin Ziqing was exhausted, he was still vigilant, got up, and watched his younger brother toss and turn, as if he was having a nightmare.

He walked to Yin Zizhong's bedside, and said softly, "Zizhong, Zizhong?"

Yin Zizhong was sweating profusely, his eyes were tightly closed, and when he heard Yin Ziqing's voice, he tremblingly said, "Brother——"

But still did not wake up.

Yin Ziqing touched Yin Zizhong's hair lovingly, and went to get a wet towel to wipe off the cold sweat on Yin Zizhong's body.

Kan Yuan Pavilion had sent them secretly to the northern border long before. They had done several missions and killed the enemies. They were always in the school grounds, receiving praise from their superiors.

He remembered that the first time he saw blood, he did the same thing, sitting and recurring horrible dreams all night, and even woke up in the middle of the night. , have a sense of satisfaction.

He looked at Yin Zizhong's restless face, as if he saw himself at that time, he lifted Yin Zizhong's quilt and slept next to him.

The bed was not wide, but it barely accommodated the two of them. Yin Zizhong sensed a safe source of heat very sensitively, and immediately hugged it.

Yin Ziqing smiled, seeing that his younger brother no longer trembled all over, and finally fell asleep peacefully.

At this time, thousands of miles away, a convoy escorting food and grass was passing through layers of inspections and driving forward again.

Walking on this steep cliff is really a test of the courage of ordinary people.

Zhong Yi was so frightened that she didn't dare to raise the curtain, and she didn't dare to speak casually to the people outside the carriage.

Although it is a carriage, it is too flattering.

The narrow carriage was rickety with things tied up on top of the outside. Although Zhong Yi could ride a horse, his butt hurt from the bumps a few days ago, so he could only lie on the carriage.

There are always two thoughts in my heart: first, I really hope to see Yin Zizhong soon.Second, I hope that I will be able to go back and forth safely.

It was winter at this time, and the thick cotton coat could not resist the moisture in the valley. After a while, my hands and feet became cold.

Until one day, Fan Qi watched the soldiers training, still thinking about strategy, when suddenly a soldier reported: "Report! Instructor Fan! A batch of food and grass has arrived from Yundi!"

"Food and grass?" Fan Qi was a little puzzled, thinking while walking outside: Strange, did I forget?

When we arrived outside Hucuo City, it was indeed a batch of food and grass sent by the government. A young man stood there, saw him, and suddenly called out: "You... aren't you Instructor Fan?"

Fan Qi narrowed his eyes, took a look, and was stunned: "Zhong Yi?"

Yin Ziqing and Yin Zizhong were practicing their swords, and the two swords were combined, and they had an unstoppable sword spirit.

"Old Yin!!"

Yin Zizhong paused in his hand, Yin Ziqing quickly turned his sword, and the two turned their heads.

Yin Zizhong showed an unbelievable expression: "Zhong Yi?"

Zhong Yi stepped forward quickly, looked at the somewhat thin Yin Zizhong, and said, "I still see you." Shu Er felt that his voice was a little choked, so he quickly coughed his throat in a disguised way, and smiled.

Looking at Zhong Yi's reddish eyes, Yin Zizhong sighed in his heart: This kid is still so emotional.

When old friends reunited, both of them felt emotional.