The maids were crying in the carriage because of their timidity, but no one cared about this nervousness. They kept shooting arrows over, shooting three soldiers in a row at a close distance. At the turn of the mountain road, there was a single person walking distance. Gala looked back and saw that the carriage was parked in the distance and was soon swallowed up by Yuchi Jiong's army.

He chased after him until the moonlight was replaced by the early sunset, and the sky gradually became brighter. The beautiful morning glow turned into colorful shapes. On the empty plain, a cool breeze poured into people's noses, dispelling fatigue. Yang Jian's speed gradually stopped. "Brother!" Su Wei discovered something was wrong.

On the mountain surrounded by mountains, a group of black people shouted and shook their white swords. Running to the left, the people on the hillside on the left surged down like ants in a nest. Turning to the right, a wave of armored troops like sea tides, and even more surging. Behind, the large wave of people led by Yuchi Jiong had arrived. Looking around for a circle, they were surrounded.

Su Wei and Gao Yang leaned close to Yang Jian and Galuo, looking around fearfully. Yuchi Jiong stepped forward, snorted coldly, and smiled contemptuously: "Yang Zhe, didn't you threaten to have three heads and six arms? At this moment, the surroundings are surrounded by me. I'm afraid you can't fly even if you have wings." He raised his hand, and the archers rushed to the front, arrayed two rows, and the arrows pointed straight to the center.

Twenty thousand men were surrounded by 50,000 armoured troops. The cold light and cold arrows instantly took human life. Su Wei raised his sword to protect Yang Jian. Yuchi Jiong laughed: "The prince is nothing but I'll do you." The sneering around him was like thunder, and he laughed. Yang Jian also laughed with them.

The deputy general beside Yuchi Jiong was furious: "Yang thief, you dare to be arrogant until he died!" Yang Jian leaned over, leaned on the head of the horse with one arm, and smiled with a slut: "Yuchi Jiong, the Northern Zhou Dynasty has no virtue. I follow the will of heaven, and heaven will definitely not destroy me! In this life, can I be the king? Do you believe it or not?"

Yuchi Jiong spread his hands and looked at everyone. A series of sneers broke out in the armored army. The sneer was full of malice. "Yang Jian, look around you!" Yuchi Jiong held the horse whip and pointed at the Supreme Blue Sky: "If you can be king, the sky will collapse!" Before he finished speaking, there were thunder sounds in the clouds.

I don’t know when the colorful clouds had dispersed, and dark clouds pressed down on the top. A thunder struck down from the sky, lit up half of the sky. "It’s the divine edict!" Gao Yangding Tian shouted: "This is the divine edict that the Sui Gong was the king from the sky!" The big raindrops dripped on the nose of a man. He looked up at the sky, and the dark clouds were covered with raindrops. Rapid la la — the heavy rain fell sharply.

"Yuchi Jiong, although you are the princess and princesses, you are not tolerated by Northern Zhou! Northern Zhou has been afraid of you for a long time, and Princess Zhaogui has also complained about you, why not be my sister-in-law? I, Yang Jianding, appoint you as the Marquis of Wanhu and enjoy eternal glory!" The rain jumped and rolled on his shoulders, and a faint silver light appeared. Through the rain curtain, his face seemed to be separated by Xu Yuan.

Yuchi Jiong wiped the rain from his face: "Fart! Yang Thief should not bewitching people's hearts!" "Set up the formation!" He raised his arms and shouted. Yang Jian raised his hand high: "Let the formation!" Su Wei raised a small red flag. Yuchi Jiong's feather arrows were densely down. Here, 20,000 people quickly divided into five formations, with long shields outside and round shields protecting the top.

All the soldiers were included under the extremely tight shield of the bag, forming a huge formation about two meters high. The spear pierced out of the gap in the middle with a cold light and moved forward at a rapid speed. It was like a chariot with a thorn all over it. The feather arrow was blocked by the shield, but the spear was invincible.

The tight armored army fell apart, and blood sang like a gushing spring into the air. When it reached the horse's eyes, it was a whirlwind. The body of the armored army was hung on each spear. "Caval!" the deputy general shouted. Ten horses galloped out and trampled onto the shield.

In the gap between the shield, another group of long swords stabbed into the horse's belly, and the armored troops were all dismounted and dragged into the shield. After a while, the shield moved, leaving only one corpse. "General!" The deputy general beside Yuchi Jiong clasped his fists and looked anxious. Yuchi Jiong raised his arms, and a team of cavalry came up again. But in a while, only a group of corpses were left. Cavalry teams were connected with each other, with countless casualties. "Stop seeing when they can hold on!" Yuchi Jiong said.

Some shields had cracks, and they were about to break. As long as there was a damage, a fatal point would appear. Yuchi Jiong raised his hand and the last team of cavalry ran past. Swhoosh - Su Wei waved the green flag, and the shields were collected, and the bow and arrow team quickly formed a small team. Yang Jian pulled the bow and three feather arrows were on the middle of the team.

The bow is full moon and is fired at the same time as thousands of arrows. The arrow is like rain. Yuchi Jiong is shocked and shouts his shield to protect him. Bang--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Yang Jian slowly lowered his bow and arrow, and looked deep in the direction of Yuchi Jiong's retreat. "Magnificent—" "Magnificent—" The vigorous rain covered all the shouts and screams. Su Wei and Gao Yang rushed towards him. Yang Jian looked at him coldly: "I named Li Delin, Li Mu gathered 150,000 elite troops at Bixia and attacked Chang'an."

The battlefield is his stage, and on it is a one-man show of him alone. No one dares to compete with him, and no one can take away his glory. Even if he is chased and runs, the road ahead is at a loss. But as long as he is there, everything seems to be solved. According to the history of the Sui Dynasty, the emperor was a good general and was unparalleled in the world.

Twenty-Nine After a long journey for a day, they returned to Xiliang, took a break, and stayed very fast at midnight. Su Wei spent an hour to calm the war, and Li Mufeige passed a letter here and dared.

The car of maids caught by Yuchi Jiong also came back safely, but everyone was panicked about meeting after the disaster, and they stood in the yard one by one and couldn't put their hands and feet. The main yard such as Bixia Courtyard was extremely damaged and left, and the finances were looted. There was also the green smoke emitting after the house was burned in the side yard.

It was raining heavily. Wei Xiaokuan stood in the courtyard and asked, "Lord, madam, do you need to go to other courtyards to rest?" Yang Jian looked at Gala and asked for her opinion. She shook her head exhaustedly and said to him, "It's only a few hours to rest, let's do it first."

"Yeah." Yang Jian shook her hand, her hands were as cold as ice: "I'll let me make you a basin of hot water?" "Okay." Wei Xiaokuan looked up and waved his hand quietly to everyone to retreat together. But after a while, two bowls of hot water were served, and two bowls of fine chopped green onion noodles. The golden eggs were frying, and the smell of wine was scented.

"Lord, there are only these left in the kitchen, so you and your wife are in some places." Wei Xiaokuan said. Those thugs were released from the prison. Yang Jian went forward to get them and brought them to the case. Garo dragged his tired legs and limped over and sat next to him. "Eat more." As soon as she swallowed a bite of noodles, Yang Jian pledged the golden egg in her bowl.

Gala looked at the egg, looked up at him, and put the egg back. "Huh?" "There is still a march at midnight. You have been running around for a day before you need more meals. I'll take a break." Gala laughed hoarsely and said, "She was really tired and wanted to eat, so she would have a full sleep. Yang Jian's eyes fell on her and stared at her for a long time.

"Eat it." He swallowed the egg in one gulp, and then sniffed a bowl of steaming hot soup and hot noodles. Garo looked at him with a bowl, took a sip of the soup, and then transferred half a bowl of noodles in his bowl into his bowl.

Yang Jian stopped it with chopsticks, and Gala was not in a hurry. He just put down the bowl and smiled and said, "Do you remember the year when we got married?" He groaned, "Remember." She encountered a famine when she became the bride of the Gu family. Yang Jian was a small security chief in Suizhou, and there were some sweet potatoes to eat at home.

My mother-in-law and uncle also have three brothers and sisters-in-law on her head, one uncle and the other sister-in-law, and the whole family has twelve people, and they can only get ten rations a day. She and Yang Jian buried the sweet potatoes they received in the field and burned them. When there was no one at night, I felt like I could fill my stomach with one mouthful.

She didn't eat much, and her lips and teeth were just a bite of sweet potato skin. After the famine, she was as thin as skinny as her bones, with only a breath. The two recalled that Gala picked up the chopsticks and pushed most of the noodles into his bowl and said, "Gala is Gala alone, but the lord is everyone's lord."

Yang Jian held her hand tightly. His big palm was so hot that he wanted to melt her. "Does Gala always forget to raise the virtue of the case?" He asked softly. Gala looked at him gently, his eyes like a bend of water. The young couple, she played too many roles in Yang Jian's life.

She cherishes and loves him like a wife; she respects and cares about him like a friend; she even pitys him like a mother. Her giving is unilateral and does not require any reward from him. Maybe there is joy, maybe there is pain, but that kind of young relationship has long been like a sharp sword.

The deep embellishment was engraved in her bones. So why did you continue to choose to stand behind him after a lifetime? Galo looked at him and replied, "I have never forgotten." The noodles in her bowl were so sparse, just steaming soup.

Yang Jian lowered his head, swallowed a big mouthful silently, then rolled the noodles and delivered them to her lips. Garo pushed them, and he handed them over. Finally, she took his chopsticks, one bite by one, just like eating sweet potatoes that winter, and finished all the noodles. "Come here." Yang Jian shouted.

He brought hot water over and placed it on the floor. The white walls on both sides were already smoked and grey black, and the broken walls were filled with cold wind from the window. Garo took off his shoes and socks and went over. Yang Jian shook his head and pointed at his pants: "It's taken off." "It's just that my feet hurt." Garo said. "I'll take it off for you?" He asked with his head up. The hot water reflected his blurry shadow, which was so beautiful. Garo grabbed his belt tightly and slowly took it off for a long time.
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