Chapter 13 Chapter Thirteen

"Snapped!" There was a crisp explosion. The soldiers and civilians on the opposite bank did not hear the rumble of the water; the thunderous hooves were not heard by the Khitan warriors rushing over, but their hearts twitched in unison, as if the whip had been whipped on their hearts. Driven by the long whip, the mules and horses stretched the ropes straight at once, and pulled them desperately towards the direction of the river. "Crack! Crack!" There were a few more urging whips, and the sound of the explosion made one's scalp tingle.The ropes creaked.The boulder shook slightly, and the iron chain on the boulder was also pulled to one side, making a piercing sound when it rubbed against the pillar.The Khitan soldiers rushing over finally realized his real intentions, they immediately hung up their swords and guns, and went backhandedly to draw their bows and arrows.

Yang Hao panicked, ran to the middle of the ropes, swung his whip and whipped it a few times, then abandoned the whip and went to grab a rope to help the mule and horse pull up vigorously.The horsepower is not yet enough, and his manpower is limited, so what can he do?But at this time, I don't think about that much in my heart, I just think that adding a little effort is a little effort. Just like a broken bridge, when he hastily remembered that the bridge must be broken, he immediately and instinctively ordered someone to tie up the bridge head. He never thought that there would be one person left when the bridge was broken at this end. When things came to an end, he could only stay by himself.Of course, even if he thought about it at the time, he would still choose this end in all likelihood.

Because there is no one in charge on the other side, if one is appointed at will, that person does not have the right to arbitrarily, and will be disturbed by others. If the bridge is broken early, those who have not crossed the bridge will have no way out.If the Khitan soldiers broke through the block ahead of time, but the people on the other side hesitated a little because there were people who hadn't crossed the bridge yet, then the Khitan cavalry would charge over and it would be too late to break the bridge.What's more, most of the cars that have escaped across the river have escaped, and there is no time to recover them without delay?It is absolutely impossible for him to abandon the people and rush to the other side to take charge of the overall situation. If he leaves early, the people on this side will trample on each other and cause countless deaths and injuries. Few people can really cross the bridge.

Therefore, he can only stay on the side of the river, and the whip of the broken bridge can only be held in his hands.How many things in the world can be perfect? Arrows flew horizontally and shot towards them.Yang Hao let out an "ouch", and was shot in the shoulder by an arrow.Yang Hao was in pain, and subconsciously let go of his hand to touch his shoulder. At this moment, the mules and horses in front of him were shot by several arrows. The mules and horses were in unbearable pain. The soil is already soft, and the horizontal blocking stones buried deep under the soil can only stop the gravity falling towards the center of the river, but cannot stop the dragging in the same direction. Hearing the sound of "boom", the pillar was uprooted, and the long bridge trembled and fell into the river.

Yang Hao was caught in those ropes, dragged by the long bridge, and suddenly his feet were suspended in the air. Amidst the exclamation of countless people on the other side, he fell into the rolling river with the mules and horses. Drag them into the bottom of the water and disappear. "Xi Yuyu..." A string of war horses neighed, and Khitan war horses stood up on the bank of the river, kicking up countless gravels. They patted the horses' necks, stabilized their mounts, and looked intently into the river. , I saw that the half of the bridge on the other side was still on the shore, and the half of this side had completely submerged in the water. The bridge became a (shaped half moon) due to the rush of the river, so I couldn't help but say nothing.

This battle was not really dangerous for them to fight in their lifetime, but it was unprecedentedly tragic.The bloodiness of the Han men, those military generals, this civil servant, their feat of talking and laughing to death deeply touched the hearts of every Khitan warrior. Their hearts were like the half bridge in the river, which shocked them endlessly. On the other side, countless people fell to their knees. Yang Hao is a good official, and General Luo is a good soldier. The sacrifices they made for them are unforgettable.Standing on the west bank of Zhulangchuan, the moment they meet the Khitan athletes on the opposite bank, they have changed from a citizen of the Northern Han Dynasty to a real citizen of the Great Song Dynasty.

Brother Yeluxiu sat upright on the horse, staring at the swirling river going south, then moved his eyes along the bridge inch by inch to the opposite bank, and sighed regretfully.Finally...these people were taken to Song Dynasty by them.Finally...the rival in love who had never fought before became a ghost in the water. When he rushed over just now, he saw Yang Hao's face clearly. He shot the arrow on Yang Hao's shoulder. He wanted to capture this man alive and drag him back to his big tent like a dead dog for that woman to see. Look, what is so cute about a man who lives like a dog? It's a pity...it's a pity that the two of them have never had a serious contest...

His eyes flicked over the worshiping people on the other side one by one, and his heart suddenly trembled: Has there really been no contest? General Song personally led the dead to resist the enemy, and this person stood alone behind the bridge, so he must not be an ordinary Song person, this person must be a high-ranking official of the Song Dynasty, and it is very likely that he is the leader of this team.If he is, then he led so many people in a detour and walked in a big circle, avoided the death trap they set up, and made these people escape from birth. Had he never competed with each other in these days of fighting wits and courage?

A look of displeasure flashed in Yeluxiu's eyes. That person had not only contested with himself, but also contested with Empress Xiao and tens of thousands of Khitan troops. He won. Although he died, the final result was: he Won! Many people on the other side are still crying and praying. At such a short distance, if they suddenly ordered to release arrows, they would definitely kill some Song people, but... at this time, is there any point in doing this?The bridge is broken, so he still needs to use the knife?The scimitar was inserted back into the scabbard with a "clang", Yeluxiu let out a long sigh and pulled the horse away.

At this moment, he heard bursts of exclamations... No, not exclamations, but cheers, bursts of cheers one after another, like roaring waves.The country is booming, how loud the cheers are to be heard?Brother Yeluxiu turned his horse in surprise, and when he looked back, he saw countless people on the other side jumping up and cheering, but he didn't understand why the Song people on the other side were cheering. At this time, some soldiers stood on the bank of the river, pointing at the river and yelling. Brother Yeluxiu galloped back and looked into the river, he couldn't help being dumbfounded.

A man was walking up from the river step by step while holding on to the rope. The spiked arrow on his shoulder had disappeared due to the collision or the rush of the river, and blood was overflowing from his shoulder.He pulled the half-submerged bridge cable out of the river, and was walking up the bridge step by step covered in water. (The shaped bridge deck was washed up and down by the water, and it was very difficult for him to walk on the bridge. Brother Yeluxiu took the bow without thinking, and put a carved feather on the string.All the Khitan warriors standing beside the river on their horses with their reins in hand all looked sideways at their commander, and the people on the other side raised their hearts to their throats. Tang Yanyan, who was crying like a tearful person, suddenly saw Yang Hao coming out from the bottom of the water, laughing and jumping for a while, when he noticed the movement on the other side, he couldn't help being horrified, standing on the bank just shouted a warning to Yang Hao . Yang Hao seemed to be standing on the bridge deck of a violent earthquake. The turbulence was not very obvious to others, but he knew the hard work when he stood on the bridge. I can't stand, how can I notice what others are shouting. If the rain lasts for several days and the bow and arrow are damp or watered by rain, the bow string and the place where the glue is used are affected and cannot be used.But the quiver had a cover, and the bow was protected in a cowhide case all the way. When it was taken out, it was only affected by the rain, so his arrows were still usable. The strings are pulled apart, like a full moon.The arrow in Yeluxiu's hand aimed steadily at Yang Hao's vest. The other bank became quiet, and a moment later there was a louder sound wave, this time the sound wave was rushing towards Brother Yeluxiu, everyone was roaring, Brother Yeluxiu was unmoved, he only had the arrow in his eyes, There is only one person in his heart.As long as you let go now, the man on the broken bridge will never survive. Although the rain, the wind direction, and the wet eagle feathers will affect the accuracy of the arrow, Yeluxiu is still very sure that the arrow will go through the heart and kill him. . The people on the other side stopped shouting, and the soldiers under Brother Yeluxiu didn't shout to cheer, only the continuous rumbling sound of the upstream waterfall could be heard.The man on the broken bridge didn't turn his head back, but was still struggling to climb up step by step, like walking on a half-submerged crescent moon. Brother Yeluxiu saw him kick off his water-filled boots, step on the bridge barefoot, and walk towards the bank step by step.The drizzle drenched his bow and arrows, and the white arrow feathers condensed into water droplets, like the crystal tears of his daughter. The bow is still like a full moon, a four-stone hard bow, it is rare in the world who can keep this posture motionless for so long, but brother Yeluxiu managed it.His hands were steady, as if he didn't move at all, only slowly moving up following the figure of the man gradually climbing to the shore.The closer to the bridge head, the smaller the vibration, and the faster the person climbed. At this moment, several Song Army soldiers jumped off the bridge at the same time, rolled and crawled over, holding hands, and used their bodies to protect Yang Hao tightly in the middle.The bridge deck was sloping, they couldn't protect it that well, Yang Hao's head was still exposed, and Brother Yeluxiu was still quite sure to shoot him.But when he saw this scene, he couldn't help being startled for a moment, and then he burst into laughter: the woman and the man he fell in love with were indeed worthy of being his opponent. Amidst the laughter, he put the bow back on his shoulder, and the arrow was lightly thrown to the ground by him. "Let's go!" Brother Yeluxiu didn't hesitate any longer, lifted the reins and leaped the horse, and galloped towards the grassland.Three thousand iron cavalry pulled their horses and went away one after another. With all the effort, there were no soldiers and horses on the other side, and no swords or guns were left. Yang Hao climbed to the top of the bridge, and when he looked up, countless hands stretched out to him. Yang Hao raised his hand subconsciously, but he didn't know who was holding it, and he was dragged ashore like flying through the clouds.As soon as his feet touched the ground, cheers resounded through Yunxiao again.Countless people rushed forward, ecstasy hugging him one by one, Yang Hao couldn't even see their faces clearly, he only felt how hard they were hugging him, and felt their full of joy, so he also embraced him one by one with pleasure. with... "Huh? What about this one... This hair, these pectoral muscles, this waist, this feel..." Subconsciously pinched the waist of the Sanruo brand bee that was as thin as willows, soft as boneless and tender as tofu, and there was a coquettish moan in his ear, Yang Hao hurriedly turned around to take a closer look, the smile was full of tears, There are two brilliant clouds flying on the delicate face that is filled with joy and anger, but it is not the mother... ah... Yanyan!