A life of two souls traveling through time

The large force left the old broken slope and advanced rapidly towards the valley in the east. At the same time, Wei Zhun, escorting another prisoner, was also approaching the bandit's nest step by step.

In the valley to the east, Da Xixian had been confused and exhausted by the bandits' tactics of hiding their heads and showing their tails. In the past battlefields, he was a brave and powerful general who could fight against hundreds of people alone, and was the powerful general of the prince. Unexpectedly, today's battlefield made him powerless.

"What a bunch of bastards! If you have the guts, challenge your grandpa Daxi head-on in a duel!" In the formation protected by swords and shields, Daxixian cursed angrily.

"General, we have to find a way to get to the high ground. If we stay here, we will freeze to death even if we are not ambushed by them." A soldier next to him also became worried with a gloomy face.

"Nonsense, do I need you to remind me of this? There are bandits all around us, they are in the dark and we are in the light, how can we charge?" Da Xixian slapped the soldier on the head and said angrily.

"This..." The soldier touched the velvet hat on his head in pain, also in a dilemma.

"Wait a minute, we are freezing, aren't they freezing too? Keep your eyes open, and shoot at anyone you see!"

"Yes, General!"

"We will split our troops into two groups. You will lead your men to take a detour and support Daxixian as soon as possible." When they arrived at a fork in the road, Yan Zong ordered Yu Cheng beside him.

At this time, he took every step carefully, and expected that the bandits would definitely set an ambush on the shortcut.

"Your Highness, you can't do that. If anyone wants to be used as bait, it should be me, Yu Cheng..." And Yu Cheng naturally knew what His Highness wanted to do.

"Compared to you, my head is what they want."

"But I can't let you take any risks!"

"What do you think is the reason why I can command the military power? My status as a noble prince? In Xiyue Country, military merits must be earned by killing enemies in the battlefield. No one has special privileges!" Yan Zong looked at Yu Cheng with dignity and continued in a cold voice: "Stop talking nonsense, this is an order!"

"Yes!" Having followed His Highness through thick and thin for many years, Yu Cheng understood His Highness's temper. Military orders were as heavy as a mountain, even if he did not agree with this order that would put the commander-in-chief at risk.

"The eldest master is so wise, the prince really took this path."

As Yan Zong expected, when he led a small column to a narrow but relatively shortcut path, a large number of bandits had already ambushed around them.

"The boss has already said that they are in a hurry to rush over for support, so they will naturally choose to take a shortcut."

"But why are there so few people?"

"Don't worry about his youth, brothers, the boss has spoken. Whoever gets the head of the clan leader today will be the new second in command!"

"No one is allowed to move, the prince's head is mine!" A scruffy man with a skinny body but fierce eyes suddenly stepped forward and spoke coldly.

"Third boss, can't you take care of your brothers?"

"You bunch of bastards think you can compete for the second-in-command position?" The sloppy man snorted with disdain.

"Third Master, you are......"

"Do you think this clan leader is so easy to deal with? He is a famous archer with many military exploits. You have to have real skills to take his head."

"No matter how powerful you are, you can't have three heads and six arms. We have more people..."

"I'm in command here. If you dare to disobey my orders, I'll kill you first, do you believe me?" The sloppy man gave everyone around him a terrifying look, scaring them into shutting their mouths.

The team has reached the middle of the trail, with the vanguard exploring the way, swords and shields protecting both sides, and archers also on guard all the way. Yan Zong has also keenly sensed the murderous aura hidden on both sides of the trail.

In a cave on the hillside of a snow-capped mountain, a young man with disheveled hair, seemingly carefree and unrestrained, was lying on a stone couch with tiger skin as a cushion, squinting his eyes, humming a little tune, looking contented.

"Boss, something bad has happened. Something bad has happened..." At this time, an obese middle-aged man crawled into the cave, shouting in a crying voice.

The man on the stone couch was upset and scolded with an unhappy face: "How many times have I told you, don't be startled when encountering things..."

"Oh my great boss, how can you not be anxious? The prince has already come up the mountain!"

"You...what did you say? Who came up the mountain?" The man on the stone couch jumped up and asked in shock.

"Prince Zong, the Prince Zong's army is attacking the mountain!"

"Impossible, the prince should have been ambushed by our main force by now, how could he appear here..."

"Oh, big boss, don't say it's impossible, it's absolutely true, let's run away quickly, the brothers who stayed in the mountain can't hold on any longer!"

"How is it possible? How is it possible?" The disheveled man now looked as pale as death. He took a few steps back and collapsed on the stone couch as if struck by a bolt from the blue.

"Boss, now is not the time to be sad. The most important thing is to escape!" The fat man was extremely anxious. Seeing the boss slumped back on the stone couch again, he hurriedly pulled him up and fled deep into the cave.

Yan Zong expected that he would be surrounded by a large number of bandits, but he never imagined that the number of people was nearly three times more than his own, and the leader was the third in command, who was known as the "murderous devil" among the bandits. It was said that he had been following the eldest in command for many years, acting as a weapon and close protection, and had never left his side.

"The prince has arrived. Our eldest leader has ordered us to go down the mountain with all our strength to welcome him. What do you think? Are you satisfied with this scene?" The third leader on the mountain looked down at Yan Zong and smiled provocatively.

"Of course I am pleased that you can take the initiative to come out and die." Yan Zong also responded with a dagger hidden in his smile.

"Shoot!" The third in command put away his smile, showed a murderous aura, and with a wave of his right hand, two arrows like raindrops fell straight towards the middle path.

Yan Zong's hundred soldiers had already changed their formation, using their shields to block the rain of arrows from both sides. At the same time, while the bandits on both sides were exchanging arrows, the archers hiding under their shields also shot arrows in unison. After all, the bandits' combat capability was not as good as that of the battle-hardened army, and they suffered many casualties in the first fight.

"Third boss, let's follow the first boss's instructions and use guerrilla warfare and sneak attacks..."

"Shut up! Are you panicking over such a small loss? We have three times more people than them. There's nothing to be afraid of!"

"But our brothers' lives..." Before he could finish his words, the man's head was chopped off by the third in command with a sword and rolled down the mountain.

"If we don't get the head of the clan leader today, no one will be able to go back alive!" The third in command's eyes were bloodshot, like a demon with bloodshot eyes.

Seeing this scene, Yan Zong sneered again under the shield. It seemed that this famous "murderous devil" was just a brave but foolish man. However, the opponent had more people and more power, and the terrain was dominant, so he did not think that he had much chance of winning. This was still a tough battle.

The bandits on both sides launched two arrow attacks in a row but were unable to break the opponent's solid shield formation, and the shield formation slowly moved forward while defending and attacking.

"Oh no, they've changed to throwing stones!" At this time, the bandits on both sides of the trail had replaced their bows and arrows and brought up large rocks.

"Take advantage of now, archers!" Yan Zong gave the order while shooting down several people who were moving stones with several arrows in his hand. Then he quickly put up another arrow and prepared for battle.

"You are worthy of being a master archer. You can hit the target every time you shoot several arrows at the same time." Seeing another wave of brothers falling under the arrows, the third in command who was hiding behind the rocks gritted his teeth in anger.

Large rocks rolled down, and the tight formation on the path was instantly disrupted by the rocks. The bandits on the high ground were once again attacked by the enemy archers when they rolled the rocks down the slope. Both sides suffered heavy casualties.

"Charge!" Seeing that the enemy's formation was in chaos and nearly half of them were killed or wounded, the blood-addicted Third In Command could no longer hold back. He drew his sword and called on all the bandits to go down the hill and kill them. However, he gave the enemy's archers another chance to shoot and kill them.

More than half of the bandits had been killed or wounded, and most of the remaining ones were a lazy mob. They were immediately on the verge of defeat in close combat with the long-trained soldiers, but they still had the advantage in numbers.

On the mountain, the third in command and the two bandits beside him had already drawn their bows and arrows and aimed at Yan Zong who was being besieged in the crowd.

"The head of the Zong prince must be mine!"

Three arrows were shot one after another. Yan Zong reacted quickly and let the bandit behind him take the first arrow for him. When the next two arrows were about to approach, they were blocked by a sudden hidden arrow from the side. However, the arrow shooter was not strong enough to block only one. Although the other arrow was affected, it still hit Yan Zong's left arm.

"Their reinforcements have arrived?" The three people who launched the sneak attack looked in the direction where the hidden arrows were fired in shock.

"Third boss, we... uh." One of the bandits was hit by an arrow in the abdomen before he could finish his words and rolled down the mountain.

"Third in command..." Then, another bandit fell down with a cry of pain.

"Damn it!" The third in command glared at Yan Zong fiercely and was about to turn around and run away.

“Don’t even think about escaping!” Yan Zong, who had already fought his way out of the encirclement, shot an arrow with all his remaining strength, and the third in command on the ridge immediately had his skull pierced through.