Soldiers Card System

The sun is slanting west, and the burning clouds are like the dirty and muddy earth after the war, red and dazzling.

The war was over, and the Slavic army retreated after leaving behind a corpse.

The ground is full of corpses, the horse without its owner bowed its head, and the flags diagonally inserted on the ground were full of holes.

The sun set, darkness enveloped everything, only the head of the Han army had sporadic fire.

Crowds of military tents are in the unbuilt city, in a camp on the edge, and all the Huashan school disciples sit cross-legged, replenishing their energy.

"call"

The curtain of the camp was lifted, the faint night breeze sounded in, and all the Huashan disciples raised their heads.

The eyes of Yue Qingfeng, who was sitting on the main seat, seemed to flash two bright lights. He looked at the disciple who was stepping in quickly, and asked in a deep voice:

"Did you find it clear?"

"It's all clear."

Yue Chong's face was exhausted and his tone was dull.

"The Zuojun scout camp searched three locations, Xishan, coal mines, and Nanshan Road. The Wudang faction searched Nanshan Road and Xifeng Valley. The old nuns in Emei..."

Yue Chong took out a piece of crumpled rice paper and drew a topographic map on it, telling the news he found out.

Yue Qingfeng frowned. According to this, the places that could be searched had been searched by masters of various factions and the scout camp, and the rest were all controlled by the Slavic army.

"here"

A female disciple pointed to a crude map with a certain tone:

"If nothing happens, the prince should be hiding here."

Yue Chong shook his head:

"I think the prince should have fallen into the hands of the Slavs. It takes too long from the time the prince has left the camp to get here. The prince is not forced to run fast, it is impossible to go here."

"I think it must be here."

The female disciple categorically confronted Yue Chong.

The disciples quickly stood in line, and all who supported the two had their own opinions.

Yue Qingfeng pressed his temple, thinking about what he had done in the past, thinking about Huashan's current predicament, and involuntarily set his eyes on the crumpled rice paper in front of him.

The situation of the Huashan School of my own is just like this rice paper, although I have various connections, after all, I still fall to the point where I want to take refuge in the imperial court.

"This place is very dangerous. It's not far from the battlefield. Three miles to the north is the Slavic army camp. If we are not careful, we may fall into it."

Yue Chong's voice was a little hoarse, looking at Yue Qingfeng.

He understands his father's desire to develop Huashan, but if he is careless now, he will smooth out the martial art of the Slavs.

Yue Qingfeng glanced at Yue Chong:

"This risk is worth it."

"Han Ning'er, you lead the sixth and the others who have done their best to go around from here, and once they are found, they will show up to attract the attention of the Slavs."

"Here, I personally lead the team up."

Yue Qingfeng raised his palm and stood up calmly.

Yue Chong took a look at Yue Qingfeng and knew what could not be changed, so he responded and stood beside him.

The Huashan faction started to act.

Under the cover of the dark night, the Huashan disciple, who was not weak in merit, quickly left the camp.

Su Lu was awakened by Mu Kun.

When I opened my eyes, the night sky was as dark as ink, and the roaring mountain breeze blew through the bushes, making a rattling sound.

The sound of the horse chewing the weeds was high and low, and the breathing of Xiao Liu and the others was still long and profound.

"What time is it?"

Su Lu asked, and the next moment, he was overwhelmed by Xiao Liu's scolding voice.

"who?"

"Protect the Lord"

Several guards quickly retreated, and the whimper of the blade cutting through the mountain wind sounded, and Su Lu was surrounded by several guards holding knives.

"Oneself"

"Hua Shan Yue Qingfeng has seen the prince"

"We are from Huashan School."

The suppressed voice sounded, a dozen figures fumbled over in the dark night, and the leader said with suppressed throat, his tone full of suppressed joy.

Find the prince, the martial art can be promoted to the name of the sect.

Yue Qingfeng came over soon, and the disciples of the Huashan School also surrounded them. A dozen core disciples consciously stood outside the guards, carefully paying attention to the surroundings, and they seemed to be cautious along with the door.

"Lord, go back, your Royal Highness and the general are very worried about you."

Yue Qingfeng looked at Su Lu and said cautiously.

Su Lu nodded, and was about to leave. Suddenly a group of flames lit up in the bushes not far below the mountain. Then, a rocket was shot into the sky.

In the dark night, the sound of fire and arrows breaking through the air quickly spread far away.

The Slavic camp under the mountain began to move.

Discovered by hidden enemy scouts!

With the sound of horse hooves, countless cavalry marched out of the camp with torches, swarming down the mountain, and the entire Slavic army camp boiled.

Yue Qingfeng's face became hard to look.

The prince has been found, the sect of the name of the sect, which is very stable, suddenly becomes precarious.

If the response of the responding army is too slow, these disciples of their own family, as well as the prince who is standing above them, are afraid that they will all be trampled on by the Slavic army.

If the prince is dead, Yue Qingfeng can't imagine what field his Huashan faction will fall into. His Royal Highness will go crazy, and the general may also go crazy.

"what to do?"

Several disciples gathered around, and Yue Chong asked, his face full of tension.

They had seen the battle in the daytime. The brave and proficient Han army defended the army, and was pierced through the army by the Slav cavalry several times. The deaths and injuries were nowhere to be counted. Now that they have such ideas, how can they not be afraid.

Yue Qingfeng looked at Su Lu among the crowd:

"My lord, what shall I do, please show me the lord?"

Su Lu looked at the army gathered at the foot of the mountain and shook his head:

"No way, your Huashan disciples can't pass through the army formation, and my guards are too few, and the formation of the army formation can't break through the army under the mountain."

It may not even be able to stop the Slavs at the bottom of the mountain from attacking the mountain.

Su Lu said silently in his heart.

Is it this time to explain here!

Suddenly, there were smiles on the faces of the surrounding Huashan School disciples.

Xiao Liu pulled out his saber, his face was full of stern words:

"What do you want to do?"

He thought that the Huashan disciple wanted to take the risk and take the prince to ask the Slavs for credit.

Yue Qingfeng took a few steps back, glanced at the foot of the mountain, and said cautiously:

"The prince, my Huashan disciples are all familiar with the Han army standard military formation, with long spears and short swords, and a long snake.

Su Lu glanced at the Huashan disciples around him in amazement. You are a martial arts faction, why are you still in the army and want to rebel.

Yue Chong smiled:

"Our Huashan disciples are not ranked in the arena alone. There are not many top masters except Master, but which school is not afraid of my Huashan disciples. It depends on the military formation and mutual cooperation."

Yue Qingfeng also smiled and said:

"Lord, I don't have any advanced skills in Huashan. I want to become a big faction like Huashan. The standard military formation of our Han army is really easy to use."

The surrounding mountain wind was harsh, and the sound of killing came along the mountain wind. Su Lu gave Yue Qingfeng a meaningful look, then turned his eyes to the foot of the mountain, looked at the foot of the mountain, and ordered.

"Form a long sword formation and prepare to rush into the formation."

Looking at the Huashan disciple who was in the formation, Su Lu suddenly thought of it.

These martial arts masters are matched with cards, it seems...special team