In the night.

"Da Da Da !!!"

The sound of horses' hooves penetrated the heavy earth, converging one by one, like heavy waves, rushing towards the simple Jingping Village.

"Pilot!"

Gu Qiu grabbed the reins of the horse with one hand, stopped, a pair of cold eagle blood eyes flashed like electricity, and the killing intent condensed like a knife, looking down at the front, shouting angrily: "Where are the scouts!" ”

"My subordinates are here!"

A young man turned his horse's head and rode up.

"What's going on in the village ahead?"

Gu Qiu is a child of a family, practicing martial arts since he was a child, boiling his muscles and bones, practicing internal skills diligently, in addition, he is also blessed, taught by the elders of the family, reading and reading, and familiar with military books, he is not necessarily a famous general who has won a hundred battles, at least he is also a Zhao Kuo who talks about soldiers on paper, and he still follows the process of marching and fighting.

The first point of fighting a war is to know oneself and one's opponent.

Therefore, as soon as he came out of the camp, he had already sent scouts to investigate, although he looked down on these remnants of the Yellow Turban, but he would not underestimate the enemy.

After all, many people in the world know that the Yellow Turban Army basically came with mud legs facing the loess with their backs to the sky, and the reason why so many Yellow Turban troops gathered during the Yellow Turban Uprising was because many peasants joined in with their families, and the old and weak women and children in the eyes of others may sometimes open their mouths with their fierce mouths.

So he was very cautious not to capsize in the gutter.

"Lord Gu Qiu, our scouts have already investigated clearly, the village in front is very quiet, they don't seem to have received any news, so they are not on guard!"

"Are you sure?"

"Don't worry, my lord, I have sent three waves of scouts before and after, to make sure that there is not much defense in the village, at this moment, they should be asleep, it is a good opportunity to attack!" This is a young man of the ancient family, ancient style, his leg kung fu is excellent, and he is good at scouting.

"Very good, sons, listen to my orders and follow me in!"

Gu Qiu waved the spear in his hand and pointed to the outline of a village looming in the darkness ahead: "Today, we will wash away the shame of our warriors with the blood of the Yellow Turban thief, kill!" ”

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

Five hundred soldiers, holding torches, formed left and right columns, like gathering two fire dragons, rushed into Jingping Village in a hurry.

Village.

Jingping Village three ancient characters carved on a two-person high bluestone, and then enter the wide village main road, the houses have been faintly visible, but there are a lot of one-person-high grass around the big bluestone.

"Fifty steps!"

Lei Hu's usual personality is very manic, and he goes crazy when he has something, but when he comes to the battlefield, his quality is very good, and in the face of the enemy, he is as calm as water, without the slightest panic and irritability: "The order goes down, no one is allowed to make any sound, and after I shoot the first arrow, you follow the arrow, must!" ”

"No!"

Zhang Shi answered in a low voice, and then sent an order to the people around him, and the order was passed on by biting his ear.

"Thirty steps!"

“……”

"Twenty steps!"

“……”

"Fifteen steps!"

“……”

"Eleven!"

"Ten!"

Lei Hu stood up suddenly, pulled his bow and arrow, and in one go, the arrow shot out like lightning, like a streamer: "Eat me with an arrow!" ”

Boom!

A knight of the warriors fell in response.

"Shoot!"

Zhang Shi, the marquis of the first song of the youth camp, shouted, and about twenty archers in the first song instantly shot the bows and arrows in their hands.

"Ahh

"There's an ambush!"

"Be careful!"

Before entering the village, more than ten soldiers had already been damaged, and the charge of the soldiers of the Shi clan was suddenly a little chaotic.

"Ambush?"

Gu Qiu is a very courageous general, he has participated in many battles to contain the Yellow Turban Army, this battlefield reaction is still there, his eyes sank: "Gu Feng, is this the result of your investigation?" ”

"Your Excellency, forgive your sins!" Gu Feng's face was blue: "The village is full of old and weak women and children, and the lights are turned off early......"

"Humph!"

Before he finished speaking, Gu Qiu snorted coldly and interrupted his rebuttal: "After this battle, a certain family is settling accounts with you!" ”

He waved the spear in his hand and shouted, "Sons, kill it!" ”

The scattered ambush of bows and arrows could not stop him, and he ignored the arrows that came from him, and took the lead, charging inside.

"Kill it!"

"Kill it!"

With a roar of rage, the fear of being ambushed just now disappeared, and they still rushed in.

"A certain Gu Qiu, on the order of the Fuzun, came to exterminate the anti-thieves, the remnants of the yellow turban, you will be captured, and a certain Shang can spare your life!" Gu Qiu rode his horse and flew wide, opening and closing, and the spear in his hand was strong in the wind.

"Gu clan thief, you dare to come to my Jingping Village today, my uncle will lead the army back tomorrow, and he will level your Gu clan!"

Lei Hu rode out, his momentum was not weak at all, and the first song of the youth battalion under his command was waiting in formation.

"Eat me a spear!" Gu Qiu's eyes were glazed, and murderous aura surged.

"Knives!"

Lei Hu's legs were immediate, his waist was exerted, and he grabbed a long knife with both hands, the length of the knife was one zhang and two, the blade was heavy, and the blade was sharp, and it was split head-on.

Clang!!!!

The tip of the spear collided with the blade, and a long spark was drawn, and a low, high-pitched sound echoed.

"What a yellow turban thief!" Gu Qiu's pupils lost color slightly.

The two sides fought against each other, and he had already seen the appearance of his opponent clearly, obviously he was just a young man, but he had the strength to be on par with him, which made his heart sink in his heart.

"There are only a few dozen of them, sons, kill them!"

Head-to-head confrontation, the troops can't hide, at this time the government soldiers have figured out, the so-called ambush, but just dozens of teenagers, looking at the teenagers who are still a little childish, their worries are gone, and they rise up to fight.

"Defend our homeland, if the enemy is coming, kill!"

"Kill!"

The young man is hot-blooded and fearless.

The battle at the entrance of the village began, and the smell of blood broke out all at once.

Click!

A teenager's head was cut off.

Sting!

A soldier died of a short sword piercing his heart.

In the contest between life and death, bloody slaughter is staged.

"Less in charge, they are about to be unstoppable!"

"Why don't we go up!"

Under the house in the distance, Mu Jing and the young soldiers of the second and third songs were watching the battle, listening to the two military marquis pleading bitterly, his fists clenched, but he never gave an order.

"Without my order, anyone who dares to move will be dealt with by military law!"

Mu Jing gritted his teeth, and his voice was vicious and vicious.

"They are just a group of teenagers, and they can't stop this ferocious attack, and in a quarter of an hour at most, they will be killed by the attacking enemy!" The quiet and cold voice of the Taiping Holy Maiden sounded: "You obviously have the strength to reinforce them and rescue them, how can you be so ruthless and watch them being slaughtered?" ”

"I'm ruthless because I want to survive!"

Mu Jing seemed to be saying to himself: "If you want to survive, someone has to pay, even if it's life!" ”

The Holy Maiden of the Peace suddenly became silent.

Her cold moon eyes looked at this somewhat naïve teenager, not knowing what to say.

The battlefield at the entrance of the village is immediately superior.

Although Lei Hu has good martial arts, he is not old after all, his background is insufficient, he is not Gu Qiu's opponent, he was defeated by Gu Qiu's killing, and the first song under his command, together with the military marquis Zhang, only less than thirty sons remained.

"I can't stop it, I'm not reconciled, I want to fight ......"

Lei Hu's body has been torn by the tip of the spear, and blood stains his whole body, but he is still struggling to support, but when his eyes are swept away, there are less than half of his soldiers on this battlefield.

He sounded the words that Mu Jing said in his ear before a stick of incense: The task of the first song of this battle is to lure the enemy, the casualties are not more than half, and it is not allowed to withdraw half a step out of the village entrance.

"I'm going to kill you!"

"Let's die together!"

Half of their casualties had already passed, and the teenagers were like crazy men, fighting like trapped beasts, using the same way of fighting.

"Withdraw!"

Lei Hu used all his strength, and used a knife technique that he had recently stolen from his father, split the entanglement of the spear, turned the horse's head, and ran towards the village.

"Let's go!"

"Withdraw!"

"One life is one life!"

When Zhang Shi saw it, he hurriedly led the army out of the battlefield at the entrance of the village, and withdrew as much as possible before the teenagers fell.