Half in the river wind, half in the clouds

After returning from a great victory, everyone cheered.

They were constantly harassed and slaughtered by the Turks, like fish on a chopping board, at the mercy of others.

But in the past two days, under the leadership of Guan Shanyun, they turned the situation around and killed the Turks so hard that they cried for their parents.

There is nothing more exciting than this.

Everyone dispersed.

Guan Shanyun said to Jiang Feng: "There is only one last step left."

Jiang Feng was also very clear that after two days of fighting, the Turks had also figured out their situation.

Their retreat to the opposite side of Anping Town this time is a good proof of this.

At dawn tomorrow, they would definitely clear the snowballs of all sizes on the road, and then they would rush into the villages and towns, looting, burning and killing.

After completing the supply, we will head to the next village or town.

The battlefield they open up will provide convenience for the subsequent large forces.

Perhaps, the Turkic army is already on the way.

The most crucial thing is that if they rush in tomorrow and engage in close combat, the more than 100 people in Anping Town will not be their match at all.

"Perhaps, I shouldn't let you stay here. If I let Feng Changqing escort you away, it would be time for Weiwu to arrive now." Guan Shanyun said.

Jiang Feng smiled brightly and said, "Brother, you are now regretting not sending me away, but if I run away like a coward, after you win the battle, you will turn around and laugh at me for being a coward!"

Guan Shanyun also laughed and said, "Compared to your life, what's the big deal if I laugh at you a few times?"

Jiang Feng's eyes were like stars, and he said solemnly: "When alive, one should be a hero, and when dead, one should be a ghost hero. I still miss Xiang Yu, who refused to cross the Yangtze River."

Guan Shanyun was a little surprised.

Jiang Feng added proudly: "Don't say we might win. Even if we lose tomorrow, this blocking battle will be recorded in history. At that time, they will say: There is a female Jiang Feng, fighting against the Turks, imitating the Overlord, but Anxi is really a heroine!"

Guan Shanyun laughed out loud, and could not help but rub her hair. He said loudly: "It is not worthwhile to be famous after death! Tomorrow, if Big Brother is more heroic, I will let you be praised while you are still alive. How about that?"

Jiang Feng nodded, like a chick pecking at rice.

Pious and lovely.

The next morning, everyone had a hearty meal.

First hide the supplies, then the elderly, women and children enter the temporary shelter in turn.

Infants nestle in their mothers' cradles, older children cling to their fathers' thighs and refuse to let go, and lovers and couples hold hands as they bid their final farewell.

Separation from life and death is painful.

But it seems to be commonplace.

Jiang Feng had a smile on his face from beginning to end.

Guanshanyun was calm and majestic like a mountain from beginning to end.

Jiang Feng personally put on armor for him and handed him the sword.

People rustled, horses whirred, and pedestrians held bows and arrows at their waists.

The archers occupied the advantageous terrain, and those who knew some martial arts picked up spears and swords.

Guan Shanyun mounted his horse and rushed to his battlefield.

He didn't look back, but he knew that the girl must be watching him.

Why am I fighting?

This was the question that came to his mind when he was sixteen years old, on a battlefield littered with corpses.

And ten years later, he finally had the answer.

After Guan Shanyun set off, Jiang Feng and Ashu also entered the shelter.

Her hiding place was a dry well, with a small hole dug in the side wall at the bottom of the well.

After passing through the cave, the view suddenly becomes clear.

It is a space of about 20 square meters with several small holes on the top, probably for ventilation.

There were already seven people inside, including a boy of seven or eight years old, the youngest son of the county magistrate. His other two older sons also followed him to the battlefield.

The other six women were the wives and concubines of the county magistrate and his two sons.

The father and his two sons are young, and each of them has one wife and one concubine, which is fair.

All the women took off their hairpins and jewelry and put on coarse cloth clothes. Guan Shanyun even smeared Jiang Feng's face with soot from the bottom of a pot until he looked like Bao Gong.

But the concubine of the county magistrate was very courageous: she wore a skirt that reached her chest, had exquisite makeup, and her hair was covered with pearls and jade...

Matching her outfit very well is her proud demeanor.

Jiang Feng and Ashu found a place to sit down. They exchanged a few simple pleasantries with the county magistrate's wife, and then fell silent.

It was very quiet outside all morning.

It was so quiet that one dared not even breathe loudly.

After an unknown amount of time, shouts and screams arose.

All the women became nervous instantly.

I don’t know how much time had passed, but the sounds of horse hooves and shouts of killing were getting closer and louder.

Suddenly, there was the sound of a team running overhead, followed by the frustrated, mumbling Turkic language.

The women opposite were startled and some of the timid ones began to sob quietly.

That delicate concubine also turned pale.

Something heavy fell on my head, and with a "clang" sound, dust and dirt fell into the cave.

The delicate concubine cried out "Ah!", and Ashu stepped forward and chopped her with his knife, knocking the concubine unconscious.

Ashu whispered to the others, "They are stationed up there. Don't make any noise. It's okay."

Everyone was too afraid to even breathe.

There was a lot of chatter going on above, and although Jiang Feng couldn't understand what they were saying, he could tell that their tone was not very good.

From this point of view, Guan Shanyun seems to still have the upper hand.

The more anxious they were, the more at ease Jiang Feng felt.

According to Guan Shanyun's plan, they would use the terrain to engage in street fighting with the Turks today, and when it gets dark, they would lead Mo Ji Lian to the canyon they had prepared for two days.

Ashu sat directly next to the delicate concubine, worried that she would scream out after waking up.

After a while, the aroma of food wafted.

Then there was the sound of running, and then the sound of horse hooves.

The voice above my head suddenly became respectful, as if an important person had arrived.

The great man's voice is like a bell.

Could it be Mo Jilian? !

Jiang Feng and Ashu looked at each other and said nothing.

Faintly, there seemed to be the sound of a dog barking.

Jiang Feng was startled, and when he looked up, Ashu also looked terrified.

Jiang Feng knew too well how powerful a dog's nose was! When she and Shen Guxing fell into a trap in Tangquan Mountain, several hundred acres of forest were found by a few hounds by smelling the scent.

What’s more, this is just a small space!

The barking of dogs was getting closer.

Suddenly, there was a crazy scream above my head!

Oops, found out!

The Turks shouted excitedly!

Dogs can save people, but they can also kill people!

The sounds of dogs barking, people shouting excitedly, and running became more frequent.

The exquisite concubine was finally woken up.

Jiang Feng and Ashu stood on both sides of the cave entrance.

Ashu held a machete, and Jiang Feng held the dagger that Li Longye gave her.

Sure enough, some Turkic soldiers came down the well rope.

The woman behind screamed.

The Turkic man suddenly appeared at the entrance of the cave, with a dark complexion, messy hair, and a face full of flesh.

There was another Turk behind him, shouting excitedly toward the well: "Ayi! Ayi!"

The Turks in front saw a room full of women and shouted excitedly!

His eyes were shining. Although the entrance of the cave was narrow, he still rushed in like a hungry wolf.