Chapter 10 Chapter Nine: The Sound of Falling Leaves in the Forest

At the beginning of the moonlight. Yang Yizhi finally caught up with Xiangsi, he knew that his earth-shattering arrow could not completely retreat the Mongolian cavalry, and they would come back soon.However, this arrow bought precious time for the people in the deserted city. Under the leadership of Xiangsi, this old, weak, sick and disabled team has set foot on the edge of the deep mountain and dense forest. Looking at his sweat and dust stained clothes, Xiangsi smiled with heartache and gratitude.She wanted to hold Yang Yizhi's hand and say thank you, but Yang Yizhi avoided it. He couldn't let Xiangsi see the snake's stigmata on his wrist, and he couldn't let her know that in fact, it wasn't her but himself who suffered the blood of filth and suffering.

Xiangsi's hand fell in the air, she looked a little embarrassed, and was about to say something, a group of children jumped over, took her hand, and said in a hurry: "Sister Tiannu, can you come here?" "Sister Tiannu, Please read something." "Sister Tiannv, my grandma is sick, she said she wants to see you..." Pulling her up, she walked into the forest.Xiangsi had no choice but to smile at him, bowed her head and hurried away. Yang Yizhi looked at her back surrounded by the crowd, with a smile on his face. Her thanks, he already knew. He promised again in his heart that he must escort her and the people to a safe place, and make her a real lotus goddess in the deserted city, because only she has such mercy.

He silently followed the team, watching all the people look at Acacia with devout eyes. Watching Xiangsi sincerely use her tenderness to appease the hearts of these people who have been ravaged by fate; watching those children take out their most precious toys and dedicate them to Xiangsi; seeing the old man with white hair holding Xiangsi hands, eyes filled with tears of gratitude; I saw the young man carrying the old man on his back and carrying the child, making the team go faster; I saw the evil slowly receding, and the simple kindness is quietly spreading; seeing Seeing Acacia's gentle smile appearing on that haggard and beautiful face from time to time...

He knew that at this time, she was the happiest and most joyful.Therefore, he was willing to lose the power of Fengyue and let his body suffer from flying blood injuries, just to see this joy, this joy. At that moment, he felt that what he gained was far greater than what he lost. The road in the deep mountains is not easy to walk, neither suitable for Mongolian cavalry nor for people on foot. Especially like their team, most of them are old, weak, sick and disabled, and the really young and strong people account for less than one tenth.Moreover, they had just experienced the plague and the grief of losing family members.

After walking for two full days, they finally reached the altar.Here is the beginning of entering the mountain. After entering the mountain, the forests began to gather. The mountains were deep and the forests were dense. After more than 500 people entered, it was indeed very difficult to find, but according to the speed of this team, it may take ten days before it is really safe. Would the Mongolian soldiers who were startled away by Yang Yizhi's arrow hesitate for ten days?Yang Yizhi was not sure. He can only do his best to help the old people walk faster. Finally, on the third day, the roar of the Mongolian cavalry came again.The blazing fire burned on the deserted city.

Everyone's face changed. This indicates that the city is broken. After the city was broken, the Mongolian iron cavalry refused to give up, which could only mean one thing. The Mongolian cavalry wanted to wipe them all out. In the eyes of the Mongols, this is not a cruel thing.They often captured a city and began to massacre it.Wherever the army passed by, it often became a desolate and desolate place. Fear was written on everyone's face. Xiangsi was also a little terrified, but she tried her best to hide it - she couldn't let these people see her fear. She forced a smile and said, "Don't worry, everyone, since I have descended among you, I will use my divine power to get you out of danger. This is the will of God."

It's a lie, but no one doubts it.They prostrated themselves on the ground piously, thanking the heaven and the lotus goddess for their gifts, and then, they were no longer afraid, and followed Acacia to move deeper into the mountains.Their devotion gave them the strength to go on. Only at the moment when the moonlight disappeared, a deep sorrow flashed on her face. Only one person can see this sadness. Yang Yizhi quietly walked in front of Xiangsi, and said, "I'll lure them away." Acacia nodded slightly.Her true qi was still sealed by Ri Yao with the poison of Tianyi Zhenshui, which could only allow her to lead the people on the trek, but was unable to reach it.

All she can rely on now is the man in front of her. The urgency of the situation made her have no time to think about why this man has been guarding her side, rescued her from Tianshou Village, and then accompanied her to save the people in the city. Why is he so nice to himself? Xiangsi was startled suddenly and didn't dare to think any more. She knew his identity and history, and she had heard the legend that he saved the martial arts from fire and water... Or, she was too caring, all of this was just because he was also a kind person. She took a deep breath, drove all the distracting thoughts out of her mind, and nodded to him.

Yang Yizhi said softly: "Take care." Xiao Shu's figure disappeared into the forest. His clothes were covered with dust, but under his gentle smile, he looked like a gentleman wearing a crane cloak, who was ordering someone to straighten the frame, and was about to wear it on a snowy night. It was a period of romance through the ages, and it is the strength of character for this person. There are endless descriptions, the innate strength of character has already been integrated into his life.It will never change because of whether he has world-renowned martial arts or a status higher than others.

All of this has penetrated into his blood and belongs only to him. But Acacia felt uneasy. Maybe it's because of the dusty white clothes, maybe it's because he was wet with cold sweat.These are just in great contrast with his own calmness, which makes Xiangsi a little uneasy. She really wanted to call Yang Yizhi to stop, but looked at the people around her, she hesitated to speak. As she watched Yang Yizhi and the man guarding her leave, she suddenly felt worried. Yang Yizhi walked among the mountains and trees. Although the power of Fengyue has been lost, and he who has no real energy has become almost like an ordinary person, unable to perform those magical martial arts, but he is not afraid.

His heart has not changed.This heart is the heart of heaven and earth, so it can envelop the wind and moon that fill the sky and the earth, and can display the sword technique that is as clear as a god and as bright as the moon. This heart is also full of compassion and tenderness, and it is only then that it is deeply attracted by lovesickness.His benevolence is with the heaven and the earth, and spreads all over the vegetation. Therefore, when he walks in the jungle, he is like a hermit in the mountains, who walks in the world of mortals by chance, but he is not contaminated by himself. Therefore, he remained calm.The sky, the earth, the plants and trees are his shelter. He easily approached the Mongolian soldiers without being noticed. As they thought, the dense forest is indeed the nemesis of the cavalry, and the dense jungle makes it impossible for the horses to walk.However, the Mongolian soldiers conquered the world, relying on more than just horses. They grazed the horses at the foot of the mountain, and only sent a few people to guard them. The rest, armed with long knives, searched up the mountain.The long knife cut off the thorns under their feet. They were all experienced warriors, and their speed was more than ten times faster than that of the old and weak team led by Xiangsi. At this speed, they can catch up within half a day. People who don't know martial arts will be beheaded and killed. Yang Yizhi could even see the anger on the face of the leading general.Obviously, he could not have imagined that the Mongolian iron cavalry that traversed the world would break their halberds under such a deserted city. The only thing that can appease this anger may be the blood of the people in the city. Maybe, and hers. Yang Yizhi frowned slightly.Sweat will be scattered and wet, blocking his sight, and his heart is a little messy. It's something he's never had before. Facing Zara Yena, who was at the top of both martial arts and Zen, and the unparalleled Huayin Pavilion master Zhuo Wangsun, his heart was never so disturbed. He took a deep breath, and in an instant, he had a calculation in his heart. His eyes turned to the horses grazing at the foot of the mountain. These excellent horses are undoubtedly the life of the Mongolian cavalry.What if something happened to these war horses?Will the Mongolian cavalry abandon Soushan and turn their spirits to their horses? After all, searching mountains and massacring people is just to vent their anger, and war horses are necessary for them to march and fight. In an instant, Yang Yizhi had a balance and walked towards those war horses.His footsteps were silent, and the trees gave him the best cover. When he approached the horse, no one noticed him. The guarding Mongolian cavalry obviously didn't expect that someone would have the idea of ​​fighting horses, and they were sitting on the rock, eating and drinking. Yang Yizhi turned over and rode on a horse. He shook the reins, and the horse immediately let out a hiss. The whip was hanging on the side of the horse, Yang Yizhi grabbed it and whipped it down.The horse suffered from pain, and let out another hiss, turned its hooves and clapped its palms, and galloped forward.The other horses around it were grazing quietly, but this horse immediately startled them as soon as it galloped, and they all became restless, neighing.Yang Yizhi swung his long whip, and the shadow of the whip struck the other horses like a wave. Immediately, an invisible air flow surged from his side and exploded among the horses. The whipped horse roared, and driven by Yang Yizhi's horse, it began to gallop.The disorderly and messy running of the horses led to mutual strife. Because there was no restraint by the knights, some horses began to fight, and with the whip in Yang Yi's hand, almost all the horses were startled and crashed from the grass. run up. The several guarding Mongolian soldiers were all startled, and chased after him speaking in the Mongolian language of Wuliwala.Yang Yizhi didn't care about them, another burst of whips came down, and the horses rolled up a wild current and rushed straight down the mountain.More than a thousand war horses, almost all of them rolled out of the deep mountain under the leadership of Yang Yizhi. The neighing of the war horses shook the sky, and the Mongolian soldiers who were cutting up the grass and trees with long knives in their hands immediately noticed it and let out a burst of screams.The Mongolian soldiers regard the horses under their seats as their lives, and they will never allow the horses to be taken away! They shouted in unison, rushed down from the mountain, and chased the horses. Yang Yizhi galloped his horse like flying, restraining the horses and rushing out like a tide.Those horses have been domesticated for a long time, they are extremely disciplined, and they are familiar with each other. When they run, they will naturally form a herd, neither crowded nor crowded, and their feet are like flying. In a short while, they left the Mongolian soldiers far behind. After running for more than 30 miles, Yang Yizhi stopped the horses and watched the horses step into the vast plain. It's not that he didn't think about keeping these horses. The horses are enough for people in the deserted city to ride, and with the help of horsepower, they can go faster.But the team is full of old, weak and young, how can they control these military horses?Once chased and killed by the enemy, it is bound to cause chaos and cause more casualties.What's more, they have already gone deep into the mountains, and it will take at least three days to go to the plains to change horses.There are many variables in the three days. If the Mongolian soldiers intercept it, the consequences will be disastrous.So Yang Yizhi reluctantly gave up this idea, and rode his horse back to the mountain alone. He knew that the Mongolian monarch, An Dahan, had very strict military orders. If a soldier lost his horse, he would be punished with a felony.If more than a thousand horses are lost at one time like this, I am afraid that the general leading the army will be punished by death.Therefore, those Mongolian soldiers will desperately find the horses.After going back and forth, maybe the team has gone deep into the mountains and forests, and they can no longer find them. The plain is vast, and the chance of finding the horses is extremely slim. The Mongolian soldiers searched everywhere, and the people in the deserted city had enough time to escape into the deep forest, and they would no longer suffer from the troubled times. Although the homeland was destroyed, the mountains are vast, and finding a blessed place in the mountains to create a paradise is also a good ending. Thinking of the lovesick smile, Yang Yizhi couldn't help showing his face.