It's hard to seal a fool

The ground shook slightly.

Song Qingming fell asleep for less than a stick of incense, his head was resting on the quiver, and he woke up immediately.

"Report—" the sentry came rushing forward, "The barbarian army is here!"

"Go beat the drums!"

"Boom—boom—boom—", the war drums used in the army's security were sounded rapidly, and three thousand vanguard soldiers immediately assembled and were ready to go.Song Qingming suddenly got up from the ground, came to the high ground and looked around. Not long after, a dark scene appeared in front of him. The sound of horseshoes made the ground tremble, and many soldiers changed their expressions.

"How did it come so fast?"

"Even if the barbarian cavalry broke out last night, they may not be able to reach the place where the army is stationed, let alone go back and forth." Fa Cai whispered, "They should have set off early and rushed all night."

"Could it be that someone in the army leaked the news, and they already knew that the vanguard army was here, so they wanted to take it by surprise?"

"I'm afraid they didn't expect that their vanguard has been taken over by us now. It's just that the enemy is coming fiercely. At a glance, there are at least [-] to [-] people."

Three thousand versus forty thousand, even with the fifteen cavalry left in the barracks, it would be a drop in the bucket.All the generals were pale.

"Qin Shou," Song Qingming turned his head and clenched his fists, but his expression remained unchanged, "You lead a group of people, and hurry back to the vanguard barracks to inform Li Gou and order them to retreat first."

Song Qingming's words clearly meant that he wanted to send him away in the name of reporting a letter.

Qin Shou was anxious, "What about you?"

"Me?" Song Qingming looked into the distance, and slightly curled his lips, "I'm afraid I won't be able to leave."

"No," his complexion changed. Even if Song Qingming said the same thing, then I'm afraid there is no life left.He shook his head, "I won't go, let Fa Cai go. If I stay, you can live for a while longer."

"Don't be mother-in-law or mother at this time!" Song Qingming gritted his teeth, "Li Gou will go to the army to help. You just take my body, whole body and tail, to my parents, and report Zhao Xi's death! "

Qin Shou was taken aback, "But I—"

"Indecisive." Song Qingming stopped talking nonsense, and beckoned to Qin Shou's subordinates to drag him away to the horse.He stood in front of three thousand cavalry, the silver armor was still stained with dried blood, and some wounds began to ooze blood again.In the distance, the Hunyi army gradually approached, and their horses ran around all night, even if they threw away their helmets and armor and retreated, they were not as fast as the Hunyi cavalry.

The vast yellow sand, only the momentum of the blackness makes people fear for no reason.The desert in spring is cold and bloody, desperate and deadly thoughts are like the cold air blowing from the jade sheng, spreading little by little in everyone's heart.

The spring breeze does not cross the Yumen Pass.

"Don't give me a single one!" Song Qingming stood there quietly, holding the handle of the knife tightly, feeling the blood in his whole body boil with tension, "This time the enemy army knew that I was waiting here, and there would be spies in the army!" .I don’t say any nice words, we have to go back to receive the reward, we can’t die in the vast desert, and we can’t even find the corpse!”

Fa Cai raised his halberd, "Live!"

"Live! Live!"

The sad horn sounded in the yellow sand all over the sky, many soldiers were red-eyed, and [-] cavalry surrounded them. Song Qingming grabbed the reins and got on his horse neatly, and personally ordered a dozen cavalrymen.

"Today I will let you see how the barbarian cavalry is as powerful as I am!"

"Drive!" The Hunyi people were forming in formation, Song Qingming rode his horse and charged straight into the Hunyi cavalry formation, the change was too fast and many people had no time to react, Song Qingming did not come here to kill, he swooped down to avoid Passing the scimitar and cutting off the horse's hooves, the formation was in chaos as the fierce horse neighed, and in a blink of an eye, Song Qingming had already led more than a dozen cavalry to protrude from the left and right wings, raising their sabers and shouting.

"See, the barbarians are nothing more than that! What else do you have to be afraid of!"

The soldiers looked at each other in blank dismay, and suddenly their expressions became agitated.

"The general is mighty! The general is mighty!"

"Give me orders, form a circular formation, hand over your backs to your companions, and aim your bows and arrows at the enemy!"

In an instant, thousands of arrows rained down, and the Hunyi army surrounded them tighter and tighter. Song Qingming shot and killed several Hunyi lieutenants one after another with a bow and crossbow in his hand, and people kept falling behind him.The wound on Song Qingming's left arm burst open again, and his leg was also injured by an arrow. The arrow penetrated deeply into his right thigh, and he gritted his teeth and broke the shaft of the arrow.

"Who is that person?" Zuo Xianwang Yu Wenzhi looked from afar and asked the general beside him.

"It's Han Zhonglang from Dawu. He is brave and fearless, and his riding and archery skills are far better than our tribe's eagle archers."

"He was the one who killed our vanguard?"

"……Yes."

"Pass down the order to cut off this person's head and comfort the heroes of the soldiers!"

The bloody battle is still going on, and the number of the barbarians is almost overwhelming, but they can't break through the defense of the vanguard.The soldiers fought bloody battles one by one, and when it got dark, Song Qingming's men were running out of bows and arrows left, so he ordered people to count the casualties—more than half of them were casualties.

Song Qingming was stunned in place, but this seemed to be an established result.

It was night, the wind in the desert was constantly blowing, the chill was penetrating to the bones, the thick blood, the smell of decaying corpses, and the death of his companions all stimulated the hearts and souls of the great warriors.Most of them haven't slept all day and night, and now their bodies are numb while riding on horses, and their bow hands are trembling faintly.

"Draw the bow to the fullest, just take advantage of the night to frighten the enemy, and don't shoot anymore." They had no extra arrows.

"Reorganize the army, rest one-third of the people, and take turns to replace them. People outside also need to rest, and will not attack too aggressively."

"As long as we survive tomorrow, the army will arrive."

Song Qingming stood there quietly, with a calm expression despite his pale face, which was the greatest encouragement to the soldiers.

The Hunyi army came here by abandoning their luggage. If they encounter Jiang Chongshi's army, they can only avoid their edge, and they can only drag it to the end.It's just that Song Qingming suspects that if there is really careful work in the army, there will be a worst result.

"Soldiers," he raised his head, met the restless eyes, and said slowly, "If our army fails to come to support, you will make an alliance with Song here today. After this battle, the living People must avenge our dead souls!"

Even the vanguard of the enemy army didn't know their whereabouts. The arrival of the barbarian army was too strange. Song Qingming looked into the distance and clenched his fists.

On the second day, most of the vanguard soldiers were killed and injured, and the arrows were all shot. The barbarians came cheering and armed with machetes, slaughtered his soldiers wantonly, and cut off their heads in front of him.The rest of the people tried their best to break through, but Song Qingming could only point the knife at the encirclement of a dozen people, and had no time to separate himself.

"Master!"

The scimitar stuck out suddenly, slashing across Song Qingming's waist, the armor cracked and blood foam flew across.

Song Qingming groaned, staggered back a step, held the blade with one hand, and slashed away. The knife became blunt after drinking blood, and cut off half of the person's head.

Fa Cai led his men to charge forward brandishing swords and halberds, and the surrounding men held up their blood-soaked weapons to block them, and during the fight, a gap was leaked.

"Let's go, young master!" Fa Cai shouted with all his might.

Song Qingming looked fiercely, and he raised his knife and chopped off. "Let's go together!"

"Whoever kills this person will be worth thousands of pieces of food and cloth."

Yu Wenzhi watched indifferently from a distance, and spoke out.

More and more people surrounded them. Dozens of pairs of eyes glowed green like wolves, only staring at Song Qingming.

Between the light of the knife and the shadow of blood, Song Qingming raised the knife in his hand and fell, and his counter-attack gradually became incapable. There were more and more wounds on his body. He gritted his teeth and fought with ruthlessness, as long as he killed one more person, it would not be a loss.

Suddenly, he was hit on the hollow of the leg, and Song Qingming half-knelt down straight.

The moment the knife entered the loess, Fa Cai slammed into his body to block it, and the knife, spear, spear and ax all fell down.

"Get rich!"

Roaring with blood foam between his lips and teeth, Fa Cai hugged his young master tightly, the muffled sound of weapons piercing into the flesh, and blood splashing out, facing Fa Cai's suddenly dilated pupils, Song Qingming's heart suddenly emptied.

"Master..."

The yellow sand was flying, and all the hustle and bustle was far away from Song Qingming. He only heard the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground weakly.Yang Liuyiyi's Ning Jing, memories of the past rushed into her mind.

"Over the years, I have ordered you to protect the young master, can you do it?"

"Don't worry, my lord, I will definitely use my life to protect the young master when I get rich. If the young master is going to die, I will die before him."

"Bah, bah, don't curse me to death. I said that I will win and come back to enshrine ten thousand households. At that time, you will have a thousand households at least, and you will have a thousand households covered by ten thousand households. Your dream of getting rich will be fulfilled." !"

"Master, but my surname is not Fa."

That was the first time Song Qingming saw Fa Cai smiling so happily in his memory.He is really happy to be able to get rid of slavery and become a good citizen.Even if...accompanying his young master to such a dangerous battlefield.

……

"Damn it!" Song Qingming slashed wildly with scarlet eyes. The sharp ax cut through his armor, and the spearhead sank into the flesh of his chest. The barbarian suddenly said something in a low voice, and the man let go strength.The next moment, Song Qingming grasped the scimitar in front of his chest and pulled it out with all his strength, the knife fell with his hand, killing him.

They only dared to hurt him, not to kill him.

It is to be captured alive!

In the distance, Yu Wenzhi changed his mind, he looked from afar, and seemed to have a smile that he was determined to win.

A deep sense of humiliation lingered in his heart, the generals and soldiers of the armed forces had to die in battle, how could they be surrendered!

Another inch-long wound was cut on his waist, and the part of his thigh where the arrow was not taken out was still in severe pain. Song Qingming seemed to be numb, and the blood-stained blade was dripping with the enemy's blood. He staggered towards Get rich and go where you fell.

The man was trying to cut off his head, and with a puff, Song Qingming cut off half of his neck with a knife.

"I will give you...revenge..."

Suddenly there was severe pain on his shoulders and back, his eyes were bloodshot, the blade was stuck on the ground, he leaned forward weakly, and fell to his knees.

The last sentence Song Qingming heard was Hunyi.

"Take him away."

Yu Wenzhi asked the horse to come closer and looked down. He frowned, somewhat unable to understand this great general.

In Hunyi, as the Zuoxian King, his status is below one man and above ten thousand people, even the combined lives of the [-] Hunyi army can't compare to him, the proud son of heaven.

At the moment of life and death, no matter what, he should survive, but instead he only wanted to die.

"My lord, the vanguard of our army was surrounded by this person! Why did you spare his life?" The lieutenant bowed his knees and saluted, while the barbarians were still counting supplies and harvesting heads.

Yu Wenzhi was noncommittal.

"He is a capable person, and he shouldn't be under the great martial arts. If he can subdue this person, my family will be even more powerful."

"But a tiger like him won't give in easily."

"Then if he knows, the real reason why he was captured alive this time." Yu Wenzhi glanced at Song Qingming who had passed out, and turned his horse's head with a sneer. "Back to camp."

The author says:

After abusing his son, he has the cheek to ask for collection, in order not to fall off the list, please collect it