Flowing Years

Twilight, Mosang barracks.Just as several soldiers stepped out from the main tent, a small group of cavalry had already left the barracks and rushed towards the vast expanse of wasteland.

Lan Yu frowned when he heard the secret report, and looked at the vast wasteland from a distance, he clenched and loosened his hands, loosened and clenched again.Standing on the high-viewing platform, looking at the rising sun, Lan Yu's eyes froze, and he thought to himself: Zezhi, Zezhi...

Ten miles away, the ice-blue Mozambique battle flag was raised, and the war drums shook the sky.Qi Lie held a broadsword of ice, pointed at the sky obliquely, and the golden yellow armor shone abnormally in the silver gray queue.

Lan Yu swept it away.The purple battle flags fluttered in the air, and the sound of the battle drums shook the sky.Withdrawing his gaze, he looked at the black armored soldiers neatly arranged under the stage, solemn and full of morale in the morning light.

The silver-gray queue is approaching step by step, and the black queue is advancing towards the silver-gray queue.Two miles away, the Mosang war drums stopped, and the blows resounded through the sky.The silver-gray formation changed its formation like a file, with archers gushing out from the center, shield soldiers covering it, infantry holding broadswords behind them, and cavalry on both sides as arrogant and ferocious as wild goose wings.The whole confrontation is like flying with wings!

With a wave of Lan Yu's hand, the battle drums in the Xia Dynasty beat.The black team raised their knives to meet the attack, the sound of fighting was flying dust from the hooves of the horses, and the formation formed a cone and pointed directly at the head of the goose.The silver-gray soldiers faced each other with shields, and the front-wing cavalry on both sides gathered to surround them.The black soldiers were besieged, and the black soldiers outside the siege outflanked the wings and attacked the rear infantry.And the silver-gray rear wing soldiers were in a tendency to gather and encircle.To attack, to be surrounded, to break out, to be surrounded again.Lan Yu frowned, raised her hand, and the gong sounded.The black soldiers receded like a tide, while the silver-gray array quickly resumed the formation of flying wings, approaching the Xiaxia Realm step by step at the original speed.

"It's a formation that uses softness to overcome strength, but it's a change from the previous strong attack." General Bai stood behind Lan Yu, watching the black soldiers come and go, "Advance and retreat should be appropriate, leading to Qinshui."

Lan Yu's furrowed brows loosened immediately, and he looked at General Bai's indifferent profile.As soon as the enemy set up such a relaxed formation, they almost messed up their own formation.He had originally planned to lure the enemy, but when he encountered such a powerful formation, it was only natural to retreat.And the advance should be done just right to reduce damage, and the retreat should be done properly without arousing suspicion.Lan Yu's heart moved, and he arched his hands: "General Xie for your guidance!" General Bai nodded, but his eyes drifted to the vast wasteland...

Bai Zezhi led a hundred fine cavalry to bypass the Mosang army camp, from the barren mountains to the vast wasteland.In the vast wasteland, the soldiers lying on their horses could stand up slightly and run a little more freely.The sun was sinking, and the clouds in the sky were dyed with the splendor of fire.Bai Zezhi took the rein, Haoxue jumped a few times and snorted a few times to stop.The cavalry behind also took up the reins.

"Take a break." Bai Zezhi jumped off the horse, swung his legs twice, took off the water bag and took a gulp.Facing the setting sun, he stood silently holding the rein.Haoxue lowered her head beside Bai Zezhi, rubbing her horse face against him.He stretched out his hand to caress Haoxue, and fed him some water.The breeze brushed the hair on his temples, and the purple plume on the helmet was deep and sophisticated.The pale face was slightly soft, with a slight circle of black and blue under the eyes.

"General." Ye Ying handed over a pancake.

Bai Zezhi nodded and took it, sat on the ground, eating pancakes like a soldier.Night Vulture sat down beside him, drank his saliva, and scanned the endless wasteland.The vast wasteland is glowing with a faint smoky yellow, and there is a hazy mist that seems to be absent from a distance.Bai Zezhi propped his hands on the ground, and scanned the distance with his eyes.Night Vulture paused, then turned to look at Bai Zezhi.Bai Zezhi met Ye Ying's dark eyes, and immediately put his ear on the ground.With a twinkle in his eyes, he got up, and saw that there seemed to be a faint shadow in the steaming water vapor, which was faintly visible in the dim yellow sunset.Bai Zezhi pulled up the reins and jumped onto the horse's back, and the soldiers behind him also jumped onto the horse's back.Bai Zezhi pointed with a horizontal knife: "Kill!" All the soldiers rushed out in unison!

In the setting sun, the dust was flying, the lights of swords and swords were shadowing, and the sound of fighting was far away. Hundreds of escort soldiers from grain trucks greeted them with swords.Although there were many soldiers on the grain truck, most of them were infantry, but Bai Zezhi led them all the elite cavalry.

Bai Zezhi pulled the reins, Haoxue raised her front hooves and kicked the two grain transporters in front of her.The horizontal knife swung back, several fell to the ground, the blood splashed on Haoxue's body was really eye-catching.Bai Zezhi reached the ground with the saber, flew around and kicked down a few who came forward with sabers, and then jumped onto the horse.

Many killed grain transport soldiers lay here and there on the ground. Blood flowed from their bodies and soaked into the soil, rendering a wasteland.The flying dust was mixed with the cold iron smell of weapons and the strong smell of blood.Bai Zezhi glanced at the sky from the corner of his eye, the setting sun had already set, and the dark red clouds had been dyed blue-black in large swaths, oppressive and heavy.

"Don't kill those who abandon their cars! Don't kill those who abandon their weapons!" Bai Zezhi couldn't help feeling tense as he looked at the gradually darkening sky.With such a thick blood, it might attract wolves on this wasteland, so it must be resolved quickly.

"Swear to be with the food and grass!" A soldier roared!Then the same voice roared one after another.

The food transport soldiers rose up to resist with the momentum of death.If the food and grass are discarded in the escort, the final result will be death. If you can fight your way out by relying on the number of people, or persist until the arrival of the soldiers, you can still have a chance of survival.The fighting sound is louder!And the elite cavalry in Yuxia became more and more bloodthirsty.After a night of running around in the bunker and a day of driving in the wilderness, I was finally a little tired.Although he is a fine cavalry soldier, if one hundred is worth two thousand, he must be full of energy.On the battlefield, you will always live and die.

As night fell, a wolf's roar woke up the soldiers who were fighting.Dots of green light in the distance are slowly approaching.The sound of fighting started to fade away, everyone broke out in a cold sweat, and the horses began to grow restless and hiss to the sky.With so many pairs of eyes, how many wolves must be provoked!

Bai Zezhi frowned and looked at it, jumped onto the cart of hay, and lit the hay.The deep and shallow green light seemed to have stopped, and the howling of wolves came one after another, making it even more gloomy in the vast expanse of wasteland.The dim fire seemed faint in such a vast wilderness night.The green light seemed to be about to move again, it seemed to be a little bolder, and it moved a little faster.

"Gather the grain trucks and burn the grain!" Bai Zezhi raised the fire, his voice was firm and unquestionable, reaching the bottom of everyone's heart.At this time, all the people, regardless of whether they were Luxia or Mosang, followed his command, drove the frightened mules and horses, set fire to a cart of grain and grass, and then cut off the reins.There are more and more fire spots, and the surrounding area is bright red.The flames that were picked up hovered and danced above, swaying with teeth and claws.The jumping flames and the coquettish figure swaying along with it appear flamboyant and hollow in the night.The choking smoke, engulfing the thick bloody smell, made people suffocate abnormally.Some frightened horses ran wild, and were besieged by wolves not long after they ran out.The whining of dying, like the hissing sound mixed with flesh and blood, these sounds are very vivid in the dead wasteland.Everyone took a few steps back.

Bai Zezhi clenched the rein tightly, wrapped one arm around Haoxue, and stroked it over and over again.The night is so long, and the food and grass will eventually burn out.He frowned, sweat slid down his cheeks to his chin, and fell on the armor drop by drop.

A few daring wolves tentatively approached slowly.Bai Zezhi tore off a section of his inner garment, covered Haoxue's eyes, jumped onto the horse with a knife in his hand, and drove Haoxue out with his legs between his legs.Night Vulture and dozens of cavalry also followed suit.

Seeing the first wolf flying towards him, Bai Zezhi leaned back and put the saddle on his back in a flash, his sword was slightly slanted upwards.I saw the wolf leaping embarrassingly over him, cut open from the neck to the belly by the knife, and fell to the rear.Bai Zezhi turned the horse's head, swiped the knife hard, and split the wolf into two pieces.

Fighting and bloodshed filled the entire wilderness full of night.After a massacre, Bai Zezhi felt something strange in the air.Turning his head, he saw a group of Mosang knights watching tens of feet away.Is this just reaping the benefits of the fisherman?He had already traveled for a day and a night, and was already exhausted. Just now, he had to fight with more than a thousand grain and grass soldiers, and met such a sturdy pack of wolves.I'm afraid it's barely enough to survive the fight of the wolves.A smile bloomed on the corner of Bai Zezhi's mouth, complicated and tragic...