Chapter 35 Chapter Five: Shangyang Blood Nine

Shang Yang closed. Under the guidance of Ying Wuyi Ba Dao, Chi Chao tore through the defense line of the coalition forces, leaving behind tens of thousands of corpses, and only 50% of the Li troops successfully broke through.The remaining 50% lay silently on the battlefield, leaning shoulder to elbow with the corpses of the coalition army, but like friends who fought side by side to the death. Batch after batch of Li troops formed around Ying Wuyi, scattered into groups of hundreds of people, and retreated towards the south.The last struggling Li army on the battlefield is already a small number, but the coalition army does not have the strength to make a tough pursuit. The most maneuverable Fenghu cavalry and Izumo cavalry suffered heavy losses, while Chu Weiguo's heavy gunmen Although it can still maintain the formation, it is impossible to use it for pursuit.

"My lord! Su Yuanlang hasn't withdrawn yet!" Zhang Bo spun around his horse anxiously. "Where is the person?" "Over there." Xie Xuan's thin sword pointed at the city wall of Shangyang Pass. In Ying Wuyi's breakout, Lei Qi led the charge, while Su Yuanlang alone led a red brigade to line up at the end, guarding the back.When the spear armor of the Chuwei State Mountain Formation advanced forward, it forced Su Yuanlang's troops back and isolated them from most of them.The Red Brigade is an infantry, without the speed of the Lei Cavalry Army, it is impossible to bypass the mountain formation and join the main formation, so it can only drag the mountain formation with heavy casualties.After the casualties, this Red Brigade no longer had the strength to launch a new breakthrough.

"Where? Where? I'll take a thousand people! Kill them back and bring them out!" Zhang Bo became more anxious and hoarsely shouted. "Bastard!" Ying Wuyi growled suddenly. "My lord!" Zhang Bo's eyes widened, "Do you want to watch Su Yuanlang die?" "You're gone, don't ever want to come out again!" Ying Wuyi slapped Zhang Bo's face with a whip, "Are you going to be buried with him?" "It's better to be buried with him than to watch it here!" Zhang Bo was rarely presumptuous, angry at the king. Su Yuanlang, that silent man, was the first person to join Ying Wuyi like Xie Xuan and Zhang Bo. Zhang Bo couldn't forget that he and that square-faced, beardless man at the earliest time were in Jiuyuan City, which was always shrouded in mist. The silent young man met in a new army mixed with southern barbarian tribes, and later this army was called Thunder Cavalry.At that time, Zhang Bo, Xie Xuan and Su Yuanlang were not as famous as they are today. They were small people who were dead and no one would take a second look. Even Ying Wuyi was just a son of Li Guohou, who was not valued by his father. .And it was these men who gathered together, finally defeated all kinds of fierce enemies along the way, and tightly held the power, so that the entire Eastern Land did not dare to underestimate them.At this moment, Zhang Bo watched from a distance as Su Yuanlang was about to be forced to death under the city wall by the Chu Wei phalanx with the last small group of red brigades. His heart, which had always pretended to be nothing, felt a severe pain of being torn apart.

He knew that he was about to lose this friend, and no matter how sharp he was, he couldn't change anything.He could only stare wide-eyed in vain, confronting his master, as if he wanted to prove something in this tyranny. Looking at his scarred face, Ying Wuyi was suddenly at a loss for words, and silently shook his head. "My lord, Su Yuanlang has retreated into the city." Xie Xuan said in a low voice. Zhang Bo and Ying Wuyi looked up together to see that Su Yuanlang led the last dozen or so infantry into the burning Shangyang Pass.For a moment, a broken red flag was raised over the city, and everyone was silent.That was when Su Yuanlang led his troops up to the raging city wall, and he actually raised the banner of leaving the country again.

Su Yuanlang opened his clothes, bared his muscular chest like a real Southern barbarian, swung his sword and roared. The distance was too far, Ying Wuyi couldn't hear what he was yelling clearly, only saw him waving his sword with all his strength.The most powerful six-nation coalition army in the entire Eastern Continent was right under his feet, and everyone looked up at him waving their swords and roaring loudly.In Zhang Bo's memory, this man has never spoken so brazenly. Su Yuanlang is a man who talks too little. Sometimes people don't understand what he is thinking in his heart. He is calmer than Xie Xuan and Zhang Bo. A few words are also the most stable and conservative.Zhang Bo even hated Su Yuanlang's mother-in-law.But at this time, Zhang Bo didn't need to hear what Su Yuanlang was yelling, he already understood everything.The way he roared was so unscrupulous, like Ying Wuyi when he was young and Xie Xuan who was singing drunk and singing. This stone-like person seems to be facing all the words he has accumulated all his life. The Allied Forces of the Six Nations whom he despise roared out.

Zhang Bo suddenly remembered what Su Yuanlang said when they first met. Zhang Bo asked him why he wanted to join this bandit-like new army recruited by a young gentleman. Not necessarily." Zhang Bo suddenly understood the meaning of this plain sentence. The silent Su Yuanlang also had the great dream of fighting in this troubled world. He regretted not asking Su Yuanlang more directly. Do you want everyone in the world to know your name and be invincible on a horse?" Su Yuanlang would surely have answered yes.Different people have similar blood flowing in their veins, so they eventually come together.

A feather arrow flew and pierced Su Yuanlang's heart accurately.His body trembled, the sword fell out of his hand, and together with his body, fell down the nine-foot-six-foot city wall connecting to the sky. Later generations called Xie Xuan, Zhang Bo, and Su Yuanlang the "Three Iron Horses from Liguo", and Su Yuanlang, the silent iron horse, ended the tragic battle of the Sun with his passionate death.Afterwards, Bai Yi covered Su Yuanlang's body with a battle flag of the Bai family emblem of "Arrow Breaks the Rose", doused it in fire oil and burned it, showing him great respect.

On the tower, Xi Yan, who was leaning on the railing, looked at this scene and let out a long sigh: "Bai Yi, you should now know why your army formation and strategy are above Ying Wuyi, we still can't seal him off today, right? Is it possible for your Chu Weiguo spearmen to serve you so desperately?" "cannot." Zhang Bo watched the rest of the soldiers jump off the city wall with Su Yuanlang from a distance, and was speechless. "Let's go!" Ying Wuyi turned his head abruptly. The thousand-man team he was in was already the last one in the Li army.At this time, the battlefield has become empty, and only corpses are left on the ground.Zhang Bo didn't look any further, he took the lead in driving the horses, galloped at the front of the cavalry, and retreated towards the south.He wiped his face with his sleeve, and when he turned his head, he didn't meet Ying Wuyi and Xie Xuan.

"I don't know if we can exchange money for the bones," Xie Xuan sighed softly, "Su Yuanlang is the old man of the grandfather, our few remaining comrades-in-arms, if the corpses can't be buried in his hometown..." "No need," Ying Wuyi waved his hand, "One day when I take down Donglu, everywhere will be Liguo! Everywhere will be home! What difference does it make if you are buried in Liguo?" He swung his knife sharply, and led the horse to gallop.The last Li army also followed Ying Wuyi and embarked on the return journey to Li country. The fire at Shangyang Gate was still burning, Bai Yi's white robe was dyed red by the flames, and Xi Yan's black armor seemed to be smeared with blood.Both of them looked at Li Jun's back.

"You have tried your best." Xi Yan smiled, but he was not happy. Bai Yi didn't answer, nor did he show any expression. "Bow!" He suddenly shouted. The nimble black-clothed sergeant immediately held a silver-backed hornbow.That horn bow was four feet long, and the bow body and strings had a silver-gray luster, and it was unknown what material it was made of.Matching the bow are seven silver-gray arrows, which are one foot longer than the feathered arrows used in ordinary horn bows. Bai Yi lifted his long coat and swept down the tower like lightning. Someone beside him had already led his horse "Bai Qiulian".He rode out alone, as if he was riding against the wind, he did not bring any personal soldiers, and chased Ying Wuyi's cavalry alone.Xi Yan's face changed slightly, and he went downstairs, jumped onto his black horse Mo Xue, and followed Bai Yi closely.

Lei Qi's war horse was exhausted from running, and Bai Yi rode alone like lightning. In a moment, he was only 600 feet away from Ying Wuyi's team.He drew his bow and set an arrow, aiming at the fire-colored cloak.Li Jun didn't notice his approach at all, "Bai Yi!" Xi Yan chased after him, shouting in a low voice. Bai Yi hesitated a little, still stretched his bow, but didn't shoot it, but closed his eyes slightly. "Grandpa!" Xi Yan suddenly shouted, "Please take an arrow from General Bai!" His violent shouting was sent out against the wind, and for a moment it overwhelmed the sound of thousands of horses' hooves.The moment the words came out, Bai Yi opened his eyes, his eyes were dazzling, and the feather arrow drew a silver-gray light mark, which shot straight at Ying Wuyi's vest! Gu Yueyi was on the tower, and his gaze happened to catch the trace of the arrow.He is famous for his bow skills, but he can't believe that there is such an arrow in the world, it is simply a silver-gray light piercing the darkness! "Grandpa!" Xie Xuan also yelled.In the blink of an eye, that silver-gray light was already close at hand!He has never seen such a terrifying arrow strength, after flying five hundred feet, the feather arrow's castration is still not exhausted.He saw Bai Yi open his eyes, and when the eyes came, the arrows would arrive! Xie Xuan leaned out desperately, trying to block the arrow with his body.He was completely unsure of receiving the arrow, so he could only bet his life. In the moment when it is too late to blink, the change is in vain!Xie Xuan fell off his horse!The light of the knife cuts through the air! The silver-gray long-feathered arrow was divided into two sections in the air, and the broken arrows kept going, piercing the ground on both sides of the charcoal horse.Ying Wuyi raised his saber, and looked at Bai Yi and Xi Yan who stopped their horses in the distance: "Okay." At that moment, Ying Wuyi grabbed Xie Xuan with one hand and threw him out, then slashed the arrow with his knife.Firing the arrow and breaking the arrow are all in a short moment, which is unbelievably fast. It's like ghosts and gods draw their bows, and then ghosts and gods swing their knives. "Grandpa, go!" Xie Xuan climbed on the horse, still in shock, "Bai Yi's bow and arrow are like no other in the world!" Ying Wuyi waved his hand: "No need, it's been right for a while. I heard that a good bow and arrow player is like an assassin. When killing people, they must hit with one hit. If they fail, they will retreat immediately and travel thousands of miles. Shoot again." "But..." Xie Xuan led his horse to block in front of Ying Wuyi, still extremely alert. "I heard you have seven arrows! Leave the rest for the future! And the blood of my soldiers, Bai Yi, it won't be so easy between you and me!" Ying Wuyi shouted loudly, and then tyrant With a wave of the knife, the banner of Lei Liezhihua gradually disappeared in the darkness.Bai Yi really didn't chase after him, and let them go away. "You've got what you want." He turned around and looked at Xi Yan beside him. "Are you really going to kill him?" "I told you a long time ago!" Bai Yi shouted in a low voice, "It's not what it used to be! Bai Yi and Tianqi have nothing to do with each other!" "Really... It's not that I don't know." Xi Yan sighed leisurely.He knew the answer a long time ago, but he still didn't want to hear it with his own ears. After a while of silence, Bai Yi shook his head: "This is the first time in my life that I have missed an arrow." "Ying Wuyi has already said, do you really only have seven arrows?" "There are only seven arrows," Bai Yi said softly, "When I finish shooting these seven arrows one day, maybe I will die in battle."