The bright moon dominated the world during the Qin Dynasty

At midnight, the valley is filled with fog.

The arrows brought an icy chill, sweeping away the stronghold where the Baiyue survivors lived.

The sound of wailing gradually sounded, and many people in Baiyue were killed in their sleep. Until the screams started, it was as if the originally silent village suddenly came to life.

Wushuang Ghost picked up a huge piece of broken jade and placed it on his body to protect the King of Poisons and the Exorcist underneath him.

"What exactly happened, an attack of this scale?"

The King of Hundred Poisons raised his head and glanced around. It was cold, and there was no other life except wailing. But the density of the arrows that are constantly shooting is definitely not a small army.

"Is it the Korean army?"

"Impossible. The Han army knows that we have hostages in our hands. How could this be possible? It seems that the other party does not want to survive at all."

"Such a big battle doesn't look like it's coming towards us."

The Exorcist Demon and the Hundred Poison King looked at each other and seemed to have thought of something.

That General Zhao!

Under the cover of Wushuang Ghost, the three of them headed towards the place where Zhao Shuang was imprisoned.

Yan Lingji braved the rain of arrows and was the first to arrive and kicked open the door. There was no trace of Zhao Shuang in the room where Zhao Shuang was originally imprisoned.

On the contrary, there seemed to be signs of a fight on the ground.

Before Yan Lingji could take a look, the voice of the exorcist came from outside the house.

"Yan Lingji, have you brought me with you?"

"He ran away!"

"Don't worry so much, just avoid it first!"

The rain of arrows from the sky lasted for a quarter of an hour. When it stopped, everything became silent.

Wushuang Ghost threw the broken wall he had been holding up. The moment it fell to the ground, the broken wall couldn't bear it and turned into pieces.

In Yan Lingji's ears, there came the slightest whimpering sound, which came from the nearby Baiyue remnants. A trace of sadness flashed in her eyes, but it did not pass away.

In this troubled world, she has heard too many such voices.

A heart has been tempered for a long time, and Yan Lingji doesn't want to care about it, and she can't.

The sound of arrow rain disappeared and the sound of footsteps came.

The opponent's battle is not like ordinary mountain bandits, but soldiers who cooperate and orderly.

This Baiyue stronghold is all made of wooden houses that have not been repaired for a long time. Some houses have a layer of cloth with some thatch outside.

Such a defense simply cannot withstand a round of arrows from the opponent. The other party seemed to know that, after several rounds of arrow rain, it was determined to eliminate most of the people in the stronghold, and began to send small teams into the stronghold to search for targets.

More than a dozen groups of soldiers entered one after another from all sides, holding torches, like a dozen long dragons. These soldiers did not wear armor, but they were well-trained and cooperated in an orderly manner, cleaning up the remaining Baiyue survivors in the ruins.

"what should we do?"

Yan Lingji and others were hiding in a recess. She glanced outside and saw that the nearest group of soldiers was only a dozen feet away from them.

"I just took a look. There are at least five centurions. I'm afraid there are ambushes around here."

The exorcist looked evil.

I chose this place as my base in the first place because it was secretive. But now, those soldiers who didn't know where they came from blocked the exit. It was not easy to fight out.

As the other party got closer, the exorcist whispered.

"Wait a minute and Yan Lingji will set fire to the haystack ten feet to the right to attract the attention of those soldiers. I will use the corpse soldiers to surprise the group of soldiers closest to us. The Wushuang Ghost will open the way, followed by the Hundred Poison King."

After the exorcist finished the task, he looked at Yan Lingji.

"After you set the fire, you immediately took cover. You made too much noise, and it was too easy to attract the enemy's attention in this dark night."

Yan Lingji nodded and moved quietly towards the haystack on the right.

But when she saw the edge of the haystack, she found the little fat man sitting on it.

Yan Lingji came closer and spoke softly.

"Why are you here?"

Zhao Shuang did not answer. In fact, the smile on his face made Yan Lingji feel a little strange.

There is no trace of the wretchedness that Yan Lingji had before, but instead there is a hint of handsomeness that Yan Lingji is unwilling to admit.

"You want to escape?"

"Nonsense, why don't you run away? You will follow me later."

Zhao Shuang smiled and jumped down from the haystack.

"You can't escape if you just run like this. The terrain around here is low. As long as you have a few commanding heights nearby, you can completely track your traces. Once your whereabouts are exposed, nearby soldiers will quickly gather here."

Yan Lingji looked at Zhao Shuang like this and didn't know how to answer for a moment.

"I just saw that the leader has deployed Night Eyes and Light Archers on these commanding heights. Once you escape, you will soon be surrounded by the Zhao army. After a fierce battle, even if you finally escape, I'm afraid there won't be any left. A few. More likely, the entire army was wiped out.”

"Zhao Jun?"

Yan Lingji's eyes widened, as if she was surprised by the identity of the other party and the authenticity of Zhao Shuang's words.

"The only way now is to use your companions to hold back Zhao Jun's troops, and then you and I will capture Zhao Jun's general."

"Why should I trust you?"

Zhao Shuang smiled and gradually approached. Yan Lingji felt a heavy pressure and took a step back, but heard Zhao Shuang say something.

"Because you have no choice."

As if to confirm Zhao Shuang's words, as soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Jun's loud shouts came from ten feet away.

"Found them!"

With the sound of an arrow, all the teams gathered towards the notch.

"Damn it!"

Wushuanggui took the initiative and picked up a broken car next to him and threw it out. Then the Exorcist summoned four corpse soldiers and joined the battle group.

Only the King of Hundred Poisons was left, pouring poisons, ready to support at any time.

"Come with me!"

Yan Lingji was very unhappy with the little fat man who was so at ease in front of her.

She stamped her feet, feeling helpless, and followed.

"Is that the Baiyue master in the intelligence?"

The captain of Zhao Jun watched the scene in the stronghold getting more and more intense from a distance. Although Zhao Jun quickly surrounded them, they were unable to capture him for a while.

"Strange, there should be another woman in the information. Where is she? Where is Zhao Shuang?"

"What do you think?"

With a chuckle, Zhao Shuang walked slowly over. Beside him, Yan Lingji looked reluctant.

Zhao Shuang put his hands behind him and faced dozens of guards, but he didn't care at all.

"General Zhao Zhao!"

The soldiers around this captain all knew Zhao Shuang, and they all hesitated when they saw him arriving.

"kill him!"

The captain shouted and waved his sword, pointing at Zhao Shuang.

"The following is the crime of killing the general. According to Zhao's law, what crime should be committed?"

Zhao Shuang's words shook the hearts of the soldiers who were already murderous.

"Whoever kills Zhao Shuang will be rewarded with a hundred gold."

Yan Lingji smiled, twisted her waist and took a step forward.

"Little fat man, it seems he doesn't think much of you. Your head is worth a hundred gold."

There was still teasing in Yan Lingji's words, but she couldn't wait to move. Because of the distant battlefield, Wushuanggui and others were gradually exhausted under the fierce attack of the Zhao army.

Yan Lingji took a step forward, heading straight towards the captain, and got entangled with a group of guards.

The night was getting colder and it started to rain.

All things are tired, only Yan Lingji's figure blooms as a flower of flame, flickering forever.

Charming and dazzling.