contend

Chapter 95
In the world of ice and snow, it is good for defense and bad for offense.

Ehe Shaoge was furious, and beat the nearby Qiang people, "Rush, every person who rushes forward has two dendrobium millet!"

However, the Qiang people were exhausted, and those who were beaten evaded.

If it wasn't for Yang Zheng's concern that there were too many Qiang people, and the soldiers were already showing signs of fatigue, this would be an excellent opportunity to fight back.

Seeing that the Qiang people could not attack for a while, Yang Zheng said to Duan Da and Yin Chun, "The camp is divided into two teams, one team rests and the other guards."

"Follow the order."

Back in the valley, Zhao Aqi and Gongsun Fu had already tidied up the captives.

The three hundred or so people all squatted on the ground, not daring to resist.

"Where is your patriarch?" If Jiang Faye died, this trip would be in vain.

Even worse, he was captured alive by Ehe.

But if he is really captured alive, with Ehe's burning temper, he will definitely show off at the front of the battle.

"The patriarch is in the cave behind..."

One of the prisoners answered.

Yang Zheng waved the man to get up, and asked suspiciously, "What's going on?"

The man recognized Yang Zheng and knew Yang Zheng's methods, and said tremblingly, "E, He asked the patriarch to sacrifice five daughters, three thousand sheep, one thousand cows and one thousand horses, but the patriarch refused. Ehe Shaoge came to attack, at first they repelled them a few times, then, for some reason, Xiyang and Ruodang quarreled with the patriarch and drew their knives on the spot, the patriarch killed Xiyang, but he himself suffered Injured, retreated to the cave, if it is right, take, take us to surrender..."

"when did it happen?"

"Yesterday, last night..."

No wonder there are so many loopholes in Erhe's trick of burning fire. It turns out that time is running out.

In this way, Jiang Faye is not dead yet, Yang Zheng breathed a sigh of relief.

Mingyue Gorge is not big, but it is not small either. In the innermost part of Broken Wind Valley, there are more than a dozen caves on the cliffs. The rope suspension bridge has been cut off, and a thick layer of ice has formed on the cliffs. May climb up.

Yang Zheng heaved a sigh of relief knowing that Jiang Faye had a chance of survival.

Let the guards shout to the cliff.

A woman's head protruded from the highest cave, looked down, and then quickly retracted.

Jiang Faye's figure appeared, "Xingyun..."

The sound was very weak, as if it would be blown away by the wind at any time.

Not long after, Jiang Faye was let down by the rope, and more than a dozen Qiang men and women were also let down by the rope.

Jiang Faye's face was weak and ashamed, and there was a lot of blood on his chest, "I regret not listening to Xingyun's words."

Yang Zheng couldn't help but sigh with emotion, if he had listened to his advice and went back to Fanghan City together, it wouldn't be so difficult.

Like all Qiang people, Jiang Faye is sometimes stubborn.

But after thinking about it, half of Jiang Faye's troubles and being remembered by Erhe was also because of himself.

"Father!" Jiang A Dao threw himself in front of Jiang Faye, crying habitually.

In front of Jiang Faye, it was impossible for Yang Zheng to slap him again.

"Why are you crying? You won't die for a while." Seeing his own son, Jiang Faye's complexion improved a bit, and he struggled to stand up.

Yang Zheng asked him to lie down, tore off his clothes, and checked his injuries.

Luckily it wasn't a penetrating wound.

The wound had already been burned by flames, and he was so weak due to excessive blood loss.

Yang Zheng asked people to find some hay and dry firewood, boiled a can of snow water, scalded the cloth repeatedly, dried it and wrapped it up for him.

Several battles broke out in Taniguchi during this period, but they were all repelled by the soldiers.

After finishing these, the soldiers were asked to cook some broth and distribute it to the soldiers fighting on the front line.

Seeing that the patriarch had returned, the captives drooped their heads one by one.

Regardless of his frail health, Jiang Faye led a few Qiang men, and with the support of Jiang A'dao, holding a knife, he pulled out seven or eight people from among the captives.

Stabbed to death one by one.

Yang Zheng was afraid that his wound would burst, but seeing Jiang Faye's gloomy expression, he stopped persuading him.

After killing someone, Jiang Fare laughed loudly, threw away the long knife, and knelt down in front of Yang Zheng, "Subordinate Jiang Fare pays his respects to the general!"

This kneeling also determined the superiority and inferiority of the upper and lower.

"What is the patriarch doing?" Although Yang Zheng knew it well, he still feigned surprise.

Jiang Fare stretched out his right palm to the sky, "Gods are above, from now on, Jiang Fare is willing to be a dog and a horse, and he will go through fire and water without hesitation. If he violates this oath, both men and gods will be abandoned!"

The Qiang people around also knelt down on their knees, facing Yang Zheng.

"Why...why?" Yang Zheng was shocked by Jiang Faye's piety.

But after thinking about it, after encountering such difficulties, there is no need for the few remaining members of the logging department to exist.

You can only rely on yourself, which is the best choice.

Qiang people have always taken oaths seriously, especially in the name of gods.

Yang Zheng also stopped pretending, and supported Jiang Faye, "Since the patriarch will not give up, Zheng is willing to forge ahead with everyone."

"Thank you, General, for taking me in!"

With Jiang Faye's personality, it doesn't take much to say anything silly, but if you say it, it will only increase the gap between the two.

Yang Zheng counted the number of people in the valley. There used to be more than 2000 people in the tribe, but now there are only about [-] people left.

The only good news is that there is no shortage of food in the valley.

There is no shortage of water in this weather.

Even without Zhang Te's support, Yang Zheng is still sure that he will die.

I was thinking about how to kill Ehe Shaoge.

This guy's male duck's voice was screaming, quacking, as if he was laughing, "Yang Zheng, your reinforcements have been wiped out, let's capture them without a fight!"

Zhang Te's entire army was wiped out?

Yang Zheng didn't believe it at all.

However, Ehe Shaoge's voice became louder and louder, and his smile became more and more ugly, "Hahaha, Yang Zheng, I had expected you to have a backup, and it turned out!"

Hearing what he said in such a serious manner, Yang Zheng couldn't help but thump in his heart.

Zhang Te's hands are full of Qiang soldiers, and he has no equipment. Although he has a large number of troops, his combat effectiveness may not be stronger than the six hundred soldiers and one hundred personal soldiers in his hands.

If it is in an ambush, there is really a possibility.

But after getting along for such a long time, Yang Zheng still chose to trust Zhang Te.

This attack on Mingyue Gorge was also his reminder to be careful.

Yang Zheng walked up to the front of the formation, and laughed loudly, "Why are you burning guns, who are you fooling? With your little ability, you still want to wipe out my reinforcements?"

The surrounding soldiers and Qiang people gradually felt at ease amidst the loud laughter.

Ehe Shaoge rolled his yellow eyes and waved back, "Bring it up!"

Several Qiang people carried three corpses and threw them in front of the formation.

The corpse was wrapped in animal skins that had been dyed black. Yang Zheng knew it was his subordinate at a glance, and he couldn't help being shocked.

Could it be that Zhang Te was really killed by Ehe?

How can this be?

There was a huge wave in my heart, but my face remained calm, "You want to disturb our army's morale by finding two corpses? Don't talk too much, fight if you want to fight!"

Ehe Shaoge smiled and said: "Are you still stubborn at this moment? Look at who they are!"

As soon as the words fell, horseshoes burst out in the valley, and a group of soldiers came on the ice.

The armor glowed with a cold metal light, and the weapons in his hands were also spears, iron forks, iron rods, etc.

However, these ironware are all gray-brown, and it seems that they have not been smelted completely.

The dress is obviously different from that of the Qiang people.

The fur felt hats on their heads already showed their identities.

Xihai barbarians - Ye Sujiang!

(End of this chapter)