Chapter 25 Section VI

The sound of horseshoes was getting closer, Cheng Kui held the knife in both hands, and his palms were covered with cold sweat.He has been in battle for many years and charged countless times, and he rarely commits this kind of recruit's fault.He glanced at Xi Yan who was beside him, and saw that this person leisurely took out the cigarette stick and put it in his mouth. He was rubbing the scythe to ignite the velvet to light the cigarette.And Xi Yan's eyes reflected the firelight around him, which was a little frighteningly bright. The sound of horseshoes came from the center of the formation, and it sounded like there was only one horse. If it was really an enemy, then in the eyes of this enemy, the 30,000 to 40,000 troops formed here are all transparent.He took the straightest path, which was to pass through the center of the Fangyuan formation, and go all the way to the city of Shangyang Pass.

"Isn't it the friendly army who came and returned?" Cheng Kui asked in a low voice. "What kind of friendly army would play the qin at this time?" Gu Yueyi's voice was cold, and he held the knife handle tightly. "It's pretty good. It's Nanlu Zhifeng from Yuezhou. It seems that he deliberately wants to explain that he is from Yuezhou." Xi Yan smiled softly, "Are there any reinforcements from Liguo? There are probably fewer people." Bai Yi immediately stood in the direction where the sound of horseshoes came, silently staring at the heavy fog.

"Archer!" he whispered suddenly. "Here!" The centurion of the arrow battalion came out. "Just shoot all the arrows!" "yes!" A black shadow of Yiqi appeared in the fog, and Bai Yi suddenly shouted: "Torch!" The front row of sergeants were originally hidden behind shields, but at this time hundreds of people flashed out their shields and threw out the torches in their hands.Those flaming torches drew bright arcs in the air and landed precisely in the direction of the person coming.There, a black horse and four servants were illuminated, and they continued to gallop, as if they were riding against the wind, at an unimaginably fast speed, and the horseman played a harp.

The sound of the piano is melodious. "Shoot!" the centurion shouted, and hundreds of feathered arrows left the string, aiming at the same target. Tall servants flashed in front of the black horse, and they all had copper shields on their arms.The servants waved their arms, and the feathered arrows shot on the shield, splashing sparks from the starting point, and ejected in all directions. The centurion has lived with a single bow for thirty years, and this is the first time he sees people blocking arrows like this. The distance between them is very close, and the speed of the arrows is extremely high. Blocked the arrow.

His expression changed: "Shoot..." This sound was not fully exported, and the ending sound became weak, almost moaning.The sergeants who threw the torches at the front seemed to be there stupidly. They shook a few times, knelt down on the ground, and kowtowed to the southwest.Then came the archers of the archery battalion. Some of them had drawn their bows, but the strings could not be released. In the end, they lost control of their bodies, and their feathered arrows shot out crookedly, and some shot into In the mud, some shot flying, and some shot and wounded their companions.But no one wailed, and everyone knelt down.

As if the sea was parted, the impenetrable square array naturally gave way to a road for the black horse to pass. Both sides of the road were kneeling and worshiping sergeants, and even the horses fell to the ground, docilely head down.The sergeant behind wanted to cross them to stop the black horse, but the people who rushed up seemed to suddenly lose their will, the fierce expression on their faces disappeared, and they knelt down softly on the ground.The sergeants at the back didn't dare to rush forward any more, they could only stand there blankly watching this incredible scene. Cheng Kui also felt the majesty of that rider when he arrived, like an emperor who reigned over the world.Even in the Taiqing Palace, Cheng Kui did not feel such panic.

However, he was the leader of the army after all. He hit his waist with the handle of the knife with his backhand, gritted his teeth fiercely through the pain, and yelled loudly: "Get the fuck out of me! What the hell are you kneeling like pigs and dogs?" ?” Xi Yan took his arm: "General Cheng is very brave, but it's better to avoid that man's edge." He took the horse forward and stood in front of Cheng Kui, between the man on the black horse and Cheng Kui.The old man on the black horse in the distance raised his head and passed a ray of gaze to this side. Gu Yueyi was beside Xi Yan, but just being caught by that ray of gaze, he felt a shudder like being drenched in ice water.

The rider was passing through the surrounding formation, and the followers were galloping through the dust, their armor clattering, and the person on the horse was erratic like a shadow. Gu Yueyi looked at Bai Yi in the distance, and Bai Yi was silently watching the back of the black horse.Cheng Kui, Fei An, and Gang Wuwei looked at each other, all unwilling, but no one dared to confront the man's majesty.If the leader of the army rushed in front of that person and knelt down uncontrollably, then he would no longer be majestic in front of the entire army. Gu Yueyi looked at Xi Yan beside him again.He suddenly realized that Xi Yan was no longer on the horse.He hurriedly looked into the formation, and saw a black Confucian robe rapidly passing through the stunned sergeants.Xi Yan was the only one moving in the entire square circle, his feet were silent, as fast as a black lightning, only the sergeants he passed by could barely see his face clearly.

"Uncle!" Xiyuan called him hastily, but Xiyan didn't turn his head. Xiyuan saw that he was holding the hilt of the sword tightly with one hand and the scabbard with the other. Gu Yueyi was silent for a short moment, then pulled the horse abruptly.The horse neighed, and Gu Yueyi boldly stepped out. His horse passed through the crowd and jumped onto the wide passage, chasing the black horse that was about to leave.The old man on the black horse and the four servants were startled and turned back while galloping. "Break!" Gu Yueyi opened his bow and set up an arrow, and the arrows flew like lightning.

His arrows are far different from ordinary soldiers in the arrow battalion. There is a cavity in the arrow, and there is a frightening scream when it leaves the string.The arrow was vigorous and straight, and it hit the black-robed old man's vest.It was too late for the servants to swing the heavy copper shield, the last one stopped suddenly, stood upright, stretched out his hand to meet Gu Yueyi's arrow, and spread his five fingers in the iron cage. The arrow accurately shot into his palm, piercing through the defense of the Iron Cage Hand, until half of the arrow pierced his palm before exhausting its strength.

The servant stood still, motionless, as if he could not feel the pain of the injury at all.After a moment, he withdrew his hand, broke the arrow shaft with the other hand, threw away the arrowhead, and pulled out the half broken arrow with the tail from the wound, silently throwing it into the soil. At this time, the black horse and the other three followers also stopped. The old man and Gu Yueyi looked into the distance, nodded slightly: "Yes, as an ordinary person, you are considered very strong." "It's not over yet!" Gu Yueyi, who was holding the horse, said coldly. After he finished saying this, the whole body of the war horse under his crotch was limp, and he fell to the ground completely.The old man seemed slightly taken aback, and then a black shadow jumped up from a place very close to him, and the sword in the air rang like a bronze bell.When the sword was unsheathed, the cyan iron light swayed in a half-arc. The speed, timing, and position were all so precise that it was difficult to defend. Gu Yueyi's arrow attracted the attention of the followers, and Xi Yan seized this moment. The sound of the old man's piano stopped, and the black horse man stood up and kicked his front hooves vigorously, as if he wanted to repel Xi Yan in a human way. It was the same wounded servant, he jumped up with Xi Yan, and he drew his sword from the old man's horse.His sword is twice as long as the ancient sword Jingdu, the spine is as thick as a chopping board, and the broad sword body is more than the width of an adult's palm. Its luster is pure bronze casting, and its weight does not seem to be a person at all. The ones that can be waved are more like sacrificial utensils for worshiping the God of War in Beichen Temple.But that servant is huge, compared to Xi Yan, he is a burly god of war, he swings such a formidable giant sword, the speed is no less than Xi Yan, the two swords collide in the air, " "Crack". Xi Yan took advantage of the momentum to turn over, kicked on the heavy body of the follower, and reflected it.As soon as the person landed, the tip of the sword touched the ground, and the black blood slowly melted into the soil along the spine of the sword. The servant's greatsword-wielding arm and the hideous bronze sword fell to his feet, and a small mist of blood gushed from the wound.The servant still didn't respond to any pain. He pinched the crook of the severed arm with his other hand to prevent excessive blood loss, then bowed his head and retreated to the side of the black horse. "You are better than him," the old man asked majestically, "who are you?" "Don't ask such stupid questions again, you arrogant things, do you still think that you have only suffered a small setback, but you still have a solid chance of winning? Look in front of you!" Xi Yan stood up and crossed his sword, his voice was cold .Xiyuan had never heard his uncle speak in such a murderous tone. The old man looked up and looked forward, surrounded by torches, Bai Yi stood on the back of the white horse, with a silver-gray longbow in his hand full, and the arrow pointed at the old man's eyebrows.Bai Yi had no expression on his face, and his arms were motionless, like cast iron. The old man and his servants seemed to be intimidated. Just now, Gu Yueyi fired an arrow and got closer to the old man, but the servants could still easily block it with a damaged hand, but at this time Bai Yi made them stand still. They didn't dare to move there, as if the silver-gray cold light on the arrowhead took away their soul and courage.The surrounding air was stagnant and cold, and the only sound in the dead silence was the crackling of the flames. The old man looked down at Hengjian's Xi Yan, and nodded slightly: "Gu Jian Jingdu, then it is His Excellency Yu Dian Yu General Xi Yan." He turned to Bai Yi again: "Long bow chasing wings, then the one in the distance must be His Excellency Bai Yi, General Yu Dianyue." Neither Xi Yan nor Bai Yi spoke. "It's a clever tactical coordination. I've heard of the result of being locked by the longbow's chasing wings. It's a bow that can't be defended or dodged." It is really a rare tactic to fight against my servants in order to distract the servants behind me in exchange for the opportunity of General Bai to target me." The servants behind him looked at each other slowly, as if conveying some message with their eyes. "Don't take risks under the long-paying arrow." The old man said softly, stopping their plot. "But General Bai, you are indeed someone who can threaten me, but under this fog, are you confident that this arrow can kill me?" He asked, "If not, why not save this battle for the future Woolen cloth?" Xi Yan also turned his head, looking at the general in white robe standing on the saddle.It was still dead silent. After Bai Yi finished drawing the bow to aim, he felt like a stone without even breathing. "I'm not absolutely sure." Bai Yi finally spoke. "Then thank you General Bai Yi this time. If General Bai is lucky, we will see you again soon." The old man nodded. "In one day, I saw three people that I have been looking forward to for a long time. It is really a blessing." "If we meet again, you and I may not have such good luck." Bai Yi slowly retracted his bow, "You can go." "Take this as a small gift for General Bai." The old man said flatly.He waved his hand violently to vibrate all the strings. When he played the piano, it was slow and melodious, but now all the strings were thunderous.The clear and sharp sound of the piano flew out like a knife in the night sky. Unbelievably, when he heard the sound of the piano, the thick fog immediately became thinner, and the soldiers who were kneeling in a daze woke up one after another, looked around blankly, held the knife All the people felt that the hilt of the knife was wet, and the soldiers in cotton armor felt that the armor was sticking to their bodies, and it was unbearably heavy, as if they had just marched in a light rain.But the dull air became clear, and the chaos in people's minds suddenly dissipated, and they thought they had just had a big dream. Immediately, the old man bowed to Bai Yi from a distance in the formation of thousands of troops, then looked around at the troops, and turned his horse away. No one dared to stop him, his eyes were holy and majestic, inviolable. The city gate of Shangyang Pass was opened, and hundreds of Thunder Riders let their horses out of the city. The old man's team met with the Thunder Riders' team. The Thunder Riders surrounded the black horse, protected him in the center, and quickly retreated towards the city gate.And the servant who lost his arm followed behind the black horse, his pace was still like a shooting star.