swordsman in the heavens

This team of surprise soldiers is divided into groups of ten, with a total of twenty groups, and each group has a leader.

Later, the other party invited Yi Tianheng to join them. Yi Tianheng readily accepted and learned that the other party was the captain, named Yang Chong, who was good at marksmanship.

Noon has arrived!

More than two hundred war horses rushed out from the south gate of Xiangyang City and roared towards the north.

Yi Tian was riding on the horse, blood filling his body.

These war horses are well-equipped, with strong bodies and streamlined muscles, and their skin is as smooth as satin. Their manes flutter in the wind as they run wildly, and their postures are strong.

He loves horses, their wind-like speed, and their wild and unscrupulous character. Yi Tianheng is full of energy as he rides on the horse.

Yang Chong laughed and said: "Brother Yi, I think your riding skills are not as good as those of the heroes in the army."

Yi Tianheng laughed, clamped the horse's belly hard, and accelerated.

They must quickly stay away from Xiangyang, avoid the Mongolian army's reconnaissance network, and then quietly detour to Qingfeng Slope.

The Mongolian army has been repeatedly harassed by strange troops and has suffered terribly. They have increased the number of troops transporting food. This time their mission is extremely difficult.

But the arrow is on the string and must be fired!

Hong Qigong's beard and hair were white, but his eyes were as sharp as a knife, and his whole body exuded an "old and strong" spirit. He turned his head and glanced at Yi Tianheng, who was galloping unscrupulously, and smiled. He clamped the horse's belly with the same force and galloped ahead quickly.

The Mongols put great effort into the investigation of Xiangyang City, fearing that nothing would be missed. Fortunately, Xiangyang was surrounded by mountains on three sides, blocking the Mongolian army in the north. Although the area in the south was also included in the Mongolian reconnaissance network, the intensity was much less intense.

Therefore, they only need to seize the opportunity to break out of this reconnaissance network, then detour to Qingfeng Slope, rest for a while, and wait for the Mongolian grain transport army.

The sun was shining warmly in the high sky, and faint cloud shadows fell on the more than two hundred galloping horses. Dust was flying all the way. They rushed out of the plain area and finally turned into the mountain trail. Under the leadership of Hong Qigong, they turned to the north.

And go.

The mountains and forests are dense, and the colorful leaves show the beauty of autumn. The picturesque beauty permeates Yi Tianheng's heart. Just now, he was running freely, which made his blood boil. Now, walking along the road and watching the surrounding mountain scenery, he feels another sense of confidence.

Calmly.

Yang Chong and Yi Tianheng were walking side by side. His beard and bangs covering his eyes gave him an unpredictable aura.

Yang Chong suddenly remembered Yue Wumu's "Man Jiang Hong".

"I was so angry that I leaned on the railing, and the mist of rain stopped. I looked up, looked up to the sky and roared, my heart was full of passion. Thirty years of success and fame, dust and dirt, eight thousand miles of clouds and moon. Don't wait for it, your young head will turn white, and you will feel empty and sad."

Yi Tianheng smiled slightly, it was obvious that this old man's speed was arousing the passion in his heart.

Yi Tianheng also took advantage of the excitement and continued: "Jingkang's shame has not yet snowed, and the ministers hate it. When will it be destroyed? Driving a long chariot, trampling through the gaps in the Helan Mountains. The ambition is to eat the meat of Huns when they are hungry, and laugh and talk about drinking the blood of Xiongnu when they are thirsty. Let's start over and clean up the old mountains and rivers.

,Chaotianque."

The two looked at each other and smiled.

Suddenly Yang Chong sighed and lowered his head, his bangs and beard almost covering his entire face.

Yi Tianheng knew that he had something on his mind, so he turned his mind back to the surrounding mountains.

Two hours later, everyone finally arrived at Qingfeng Slope.

The terrain of Qingfeng Slope is high on the left and low on the right. There is a mountain on the left and a large flat land on the right. The mountain is surrounded by dense forests and is a natural ambush site.

Yi Tianheng rode up the hill, thoughts racing in his mind.

The Mongolian grain transport army had 5,000 soldiers and horses. The two hundred men on our side were not enough. However, the other side made a huge mistake, that is, 500 craftsmen were mixed among the 5,000 soldiers and horses.

In the past three days, Mongolia has been violently attacking the city, causing heavy casualties and costing most of the siege equipment. A large number of siege equipment and 500 craftsmen were transferred from the north and transported to the frontline military camp along with grain and grass.

The Beggar Clan's power is spread all over the Central Plains. They have made great efforts in this regard, and most of the 500 craftsmen accompanying them are undercover agents of their own side.

At that time, when the bloated and long-line grain transport troops pass by Qingfeng Slope, our two hundred soldiers will charge on horseback, and hundreds of undercover agents will also set fire to the grain in the ranks.

Yi Tianheng secretly praised that the internal and external cooperation was enough to cause the Mongolian soldiers to be in chaos, and the possibility of success was extremely high.

Hundreds of years ago, Fu Jian of the former Qin Dynasty led a million-strong army to attack the Eastern Jin Dynasty. He was defeated in Feishui and returned. The main reason was that the Eastern Jin Dynasty adopted the strategy of "cooperating with the inside and outside".

Night is approaching, the horse's mouth is clamped, and the only sound is the howling of the cold wind.

Yi Tianheng took out a piece of bread from the bag on his waist, took a big bite on the rough surface, and chewed silently.

Yang Chong sat on a stone and wiped his spear with a cloth. After wiping it again and again, his eyes hidden under his bangs became radiant.

Yi Tianheng walked over and sat down next to him.

Yang Chong still wiped the tip of the gun again and again, and the cold tip of the gun glowed coldly.

Yang Chong suddenly looked at Yi Tianheng and said calmly: "I lost my father when I was a child, and my mother raised me by herself. She told me that I am the daughter of the Zhonglie Yang family."

Yi Tianheng listened to him quietly, chewing the noodles one bite at a time, without interrupting or responding.

Yang Chong then smiled jokingly and said: "But I only know that the man named Yang abandoned our orphans and widowed mother. What do I want him to do after such a loyal man?"

Yi Tianheng finished one noodle pancake, clapped his hands, and continued to listen to what he said.

Yang Chong didn't seem to care whether Yi Tianheng listened or not. He didn't look at Yi Tianheng and said to himself: "My mother died of overwork and I became a little scoundrel in the market. Later I went to practice martial arts in a sect.

The people in the sect were just like the scoundrels in the market. They only bullied me, so I ran away. Until I met my master, he taught me how to be a good man, taught me kung fu, and treated me like his own son. He told me: 'I want to

Get ahead, live up to your mother's expectations, and don't disgrace the reputation of your Yang family.' So I came here, I want to kill the Mongolian soldiers and make achievements."

Yi Tianheng glanced at him indifferently, patted the other person's shoulder hard, and said nothing.

Everything is in silence!

He, Yi Tianheng, also has a heavy burden in his heart, only slightly heavier than his counterpart.

In these three years, he must work step by step, find secret books, and practice martial arts, so that he can have a chance to survive.

Fortunately, he has opened up a good situation and learned the "Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon" and the "Nine Yin Manual". Once this battle is over, he needs to implement the next arrangements.

Yang Chong gave him a very special feeling, especially those bright eyes, melancholy and perseverance. He had already guessed that the other person had gone through many vicissitudes of life.

And he clearly understood that the other party spoke out what was in his heart, not to gain sympathy from others, but to participate in this sneak attack with a sense of sacrifice, so he spoke the words that had been hidden in his heart for a long time.

As the old saying goes: "The white head looks like new, and the top cover looks like old."

Obviously, Yang Chong has treated Yi Tianheng as a good friend!

Yi Tian stood up and returned to his horse. He closed his eyes again to rest and adjust his mental state. He silently operated his internal energy according to the route in the "Nine Yin Manual".