Chapter 62

[Qin Shan...]

The man in white in front of him looked at him with a smile, and wanted to say something, but it was weak when it reached his ears. He was anxious, and deliberately stepped forward two steps to hear clearly, but saw that the head with a gentle smile suddenly fell, and thick blood splashed on his face.

Qin Shan had a nightmare, and suddenly got up from the bed. Before he could calm the agitation in his heart, hurried footsteps came out of the book.

"General?"

It turned out that the soldiers heard his movement and came to inquire.

"It's okay."

Qin Shan calmly breathed.

"Get out."

The soldiers led the way, but the pale face in the dream became clearer and clearer. Qin Shan was no longer sleepy, got up and put on clothes and walked out of the camp.

It was still late at night off the books, and the bright moon hung high, faintly fainting the stars. Under the moonlight, you can see people walking, and when you look closely, there are people coming and going in the camp late at night. The soldiers in the engineering battalion were clearing the surrounding trees and concocting traps; the bow and arrow battalion took the prepared fire oil and smeared them on the arrows; the scouts came and went in and out one by one, and the latest information came from the front. If you don't look at the sky, the huge barracks are as busy as daylight, and so many people come and go, but almost no sound is heard.

Everything is moving quietly in silence.

Qin Shan walked into the crowd, motioning to see that his soldiers don't need to salute, while observing the crowd's movements.

It's been five days since they left base camp. This group of people was personally led by Qin Shan, and they were considered pioneers. The large army stayed behind to attract the enemy's attention, and their group of vanguards quietly went around behind the enemy's front, preparing to come by surprise. And the most important thing is that these soldiers are all dressed in Xiqiang costumes, and their faces are painted with the usual oil paint of the Qiang people. The purpose is naturally self-evident-they are going to pretend to be Xiqiang soldiers and attack Xiqiang. Under the prince. Although you can't hide from the sky, as long as you start the opponent's suspicion, it will have a miraculous effect in a critical battle.

"General!"

Seeing Qin Shan, the young will come hurriedly, his face full of joy and excitement.

"Do you want to change clothes too?"

Qin Shan looked at the animal skin armor of the Xiqiang people on his body, and the clothes he pulled from the dead were still stained with blood, but these rough men didn't care. He shook his head, "I don't need it."

He continued: "When the time comes, wait—"

Before Qin Shan finished speaking, he saw a bright firework rise from the western sky. It passed quickly, but it was particularly eye-catching.

The signal is coming!

The surprise attack begins!

Regardless of other things, Qin Shan immediately turned around and shouted: "Everyone prepares! Bow and arrow camp, Long Yuqi, come with me!" As he said that he couldn't even change his armor, he hurriedly stepped on a dark horse and rushed out of the forest with the men and women. .

And before leaving, for some reason, that pale and bloody face appeared in front of him again. Qin Shan tightened the reins and looked straight ahead.

It's just a nightmare.

...

"Yan Mobei!"

Suddenly someone called his name, Yan Mobei turned around and saw the proud face of the prince. The Xiqiang soldiers were still chasing the enemy ahead, and this general of his side appeared in front of him with a proud smile.

"These Central Plains people are too brainless." The prince said, "With only 30,000 soldiers and horses, are they also the enemy of our strong and powerful 50,000 Western Qiang men?"

Just an hour ago, Xiqiang and Daqi had an encounter. The city lord of Heicheng and the prince of Xiqiang set up an ambush together, knocking each other off guard, and had to flee in embarrassment. Here, before Yan Mobei had time to reply, a red-haired man walked over.

"Don't be careless, Your Majesty." He Liancheng said, he didn't know whose blood was on his body. "The people of the Central Plains are always cunning. This time the leader is Qin Shan. It's better to be more alert."

"City Lord Helian is too cautious." The prince didn't care. "I know you are unwilling to lose under that Qin Shan, but in my opinion, he is nothing more than that." He turned his head and looked towards Yan Mobei, "Geli Goce, what do you think?"

Yan Mobei smiled and echoed: "Qin Shan is not yours, and the lord of Helian is trapped in a momentary defeat, and he cares too much."

He Liancheng looked ugly.

The prince laughed loudly when he heard the words.

Yan Mobei listened to the laughter, but a thought-provoking arc appeared at the corner of his mouth. He looked around, and the prince of Xiqiang transferred most of his soldiers away, leaving only a few people waiting more than ten meters away. Yan Mobei quietly rubbed the hilt of the sword, raised his head to look at the black-faced He Liancheng, and asked with a smile: "Why, don't you see the Master Xiao?"

Since entering Xiqiang Daying, Liu Han has changed his real name. Now there is no Qin Shan's junior and senior brother Liu Han, only Xiao Yinghan, the leader of the Demon Cult and an ally of Xiqiang.

"I don't know." Helian gave him a glance, "Find it yourself."

"Oh, I'm just a pity." Yan Mobei said lightly, and walked towards the prince carelessly. "It's rare that there is such a great situation, and I was still planning to share it with him, but it was not possible."

He Liancheng had a bad premonition subconsciously. He was about to question Yan Mobei, but when he saw the man's movements, his eyes widened in anger. "what you do--!"

Before his "me" had time to land, a bloody head had already rolled under his feet. The dead man's head was slightly open, his eyes were slightly wide, and his hair was still stained with fresh soil. Obviously, he was dying before he died. Haven't figured it out yet, what happened is.

He Liancheng was shocked to back up two steps quickly, and at this moment, Yan Mobei slowly turned around, until now, the headless corpse of the Xiqiang prince beside him slowly fell down.

With a plop, the corpse knelt, Yan Mobei threw out a few drops of blood from the sword, licked the corner of his mouth, and smiled maliciously: "I said, it is rare to have such a great opportunity, but he can't see me personally revenge. It is a pity that Ah." After he finished speaking, he accumulated power under his feet and rushed towards Heliancheng with his sword, "What do you think, City Lord Helian!"

Things happened so unexpectedly that the soldiers next to the prince did not react at all. When they realized that the headless corpse was their master, and it was the general he usually treated who killed the master, Yan Mobei Already standing at the same place with Heliancheng, with swords and shadows, staggered, it was difficult to distinguish each other for a while.

"You are crazy!"

He Liancheng gritted his teeth while parrying, "You killed him, and you want to go out alive?!"

"You don't need to worry about it." Yan Mobei said, "Which hand did you hurt Ah Shan that day? Is this this one?" He slashed away, and made a bloody mouth on He Liancheng's left arm. Or this one?" Another sword went down between words, if He Liancheng hadn't evaded in time, he would almost have his right arm cut off.

Only then did He Liancheng realize the gap between himself and Yan Mobei. If he and Qin Shan were still just two of them that day, then he and Yan Mobei would have a whole gap between him and Yan Mobei. Not wide, but deadly enough!

He Lian Chengchai was so angry that he scolded his mother. While he was afraid that the prince's soldiers would accidentally injure himself, he would not allow them to do it. On the other hand, he had to gasp from Yan Mobei's hand. Seeing more and more wounds on his body, he was about to follow in the footsteps. A clear voice came from behind.

"Archer, three steps left!"

"Four steps right, shoot!"

I don't know where the expert is pointing. Under his command, the archer who was at a loss began to shoot arrows, but the arrow just passed He Liancheng and shot towards Yan Mobei. Yan Mobei had to step back and avoid the arrow, and He Liancheng had the time to breathe.

"You're right." He Liancheng gasped, "This guy really isn't sincere. But since you already knew it, why didn't you remind him earlier?"

Behind him, Xiao Ying, dressed in black fur, gave him a cold look.

"Do I have this obligation?" In his tone, he had no sympathy for his so-called righteous brother, the dead prince. While talking, Xiao Yinghan saw that Yan Mobei was going far, and immediately ordered, "Capture this person's head, avenger for the prince, and reward one hundred taels!"

With an order, the soldiers who were originally chaotic, driven by interests, chased Yan Mobei one after another. At this time, the commotion in the middle account gradually spread to the front.

Here, He Long was evacuating under the cover of his own soldiers, preparing to lead people to the predetermined destination, but saw the Xiqiang soldiers chasing behind him suddenly chaos themselves.

"what happened?"

A scout reported: "It seems that something has happened in the enemy army."

He Long's eyes lit up and said, "Send the signal!" With such a god-given opportunity, if you don't do anything, you will wait when.

So after a while, Qin Shan, who saw the signal, surrounded and raided with Daqi soldiers disguised as Xiqiang people. The soldiers under the prince were a little flustered at first, and at first saw his fellow clan coming out from behind and slashing at him with a knife, it was even more frantic. In the chaos, I don't know who shouted: "The second prince and the Central Plains are in collusion! Ambush us!"

After this sentence, the scene became more chaotic, and many Xiqiang soldiers lost their intent to fight and turned around and ran.

Even Qin Shan who made this plan didn't expect the plan to go so smoothly.

"what happened?"

On the way, he grabbed a Xiqiang soldier casually, and tortured: "Why didn't you see the officer in the middle account, your leader?"

"The leader, the leader ran away by himself!" The soldier trembled, "In...in the account, I heard that your Royal Highness was killed! Everyone ran away by themselves!"

The prince was killed?

Qin Shan was taken aback, and quickly looked in the direction of the middle account, only to see that the direction was even more chaotic. The archers and cavalry were mixed together, not knowing who was besieging them. Thinking of the nightmare in the early morning, Qin Shan's heart jumped.

"Long Feather Cavalry!" He shouted.

"in!"

The cavalry behind him replied in unison.

"Follow me to break into the enemy's formation, and take the first of the thieves!" As soon as the voice fell, Qin Shan was already driving into the enemy's formation first.

This group of black iron horses abruptly tore a hole among the scattered Xiqiang soldiers and rushed towards the middle tent.

At this time, Yan Mobei, who was besieged by the crowd, had no more wounds. After all, two fists are hard to beat four hands, let alone fighting an army with one person. Just now beheading the prince and attacking Heliancheng had already consumed Yan Mobei a lot of energy. At this time, he had no more energy to deal with the archers. He was covered with blood at this time, not knowing how many belonged to the enemy and how many belonged to him.

Yan Mobei was so happy, he had never been so embarrassed, and had never been so happy! He simply gave up the defense, wielding a long sword and slashed without hesitation. Every time he killed a Xiqiang, he shouted to himself in his heart!

Master! You know in the Spirit of Heaven, the disciple avenged you!

Brother, sister!

See me slay the enemy for you!

Every time a person's head was cut off, he shouted like this, as if the full of grief and anger would vent with this shout. Gradually, the Xiqiang people who were besieged and suppressed were afraid of his desperate posture, and they flinched.

Yan Mobei was holding a long sword, his white clothes were completely stained with blood, and his eyes were red, like a killing god walking out of eighteen layers of hell.

"Futility." Xiao Ying had been watching with cold eyes and smiled coldly, even if he wanted revenge, what's the point of trading his own life for the enemy's life? Behind him, the archer had begun to shoot arrows, only to give him an order.

Since you want revenge so much, let me send you one last ride. Xiao Yinghan raised his right hand and was about to give an order.

"You dare!"

However, an angry shout, from far and near, mixed with majestic internal strength and full of anger, interrupted his movements. Xiao Yinghan looked up and saw a black horse riding a black horse, separating the crowd and galloping. The familiar face of the black horse made him jump with eyelids!

It's Qin Shan!

Qin Shan managed to break into the enemy's tent, and at a glance he recognized the familiar face that had been separated from the crowd for a long time, but was now covered with blood. At that moment, he hadn't realized the complex emotions that rushed into his mind, but when he saw Yan Mobei's situation clearly, he rolled more anger and fear.

He was really afraid that he would be a step late and the nightmare would come true.

Before he could think about it, Qin Shan rode into the enemy formation alone, and the long sword drove a group of archers away, rushing all the way, unexpectedly difficult to resist. Yan Mobei was fighting with the Xiqiang people, and when he heard someone rushing in in a daze, Fu Zhi didn't even turn his head back, so he laughed.

At this moment, Qin Shan just jumped over to him.

Yan Mobei looked up at him with an endless smile on his face.

"You came to pick me up, Ashon."