Comprehensive Martial Arts: Read to become a sage, use martial arts to break the ban

Chapter 177
As the gate of Yunzhong City opened wide, the West Route Army rushed out, and the battlefield soon became intense.

The Beiman light cavalry are all in black armor and black battle robes, and the sabers and spears in their hands are also painted black.

The forward battalion in Northern Li has black armor and red robes, and the left and right battalions have blue armor and blue robes, with distinct colors.

After Wei Lang rushed into the enemy's formation with the left and right battalions, he swiped a few times, cut off the green armor and blue robe on his body, and threw it on the ground, revealing the black short robe inside.

Then, like a swimming fish, it slid to the depths of the Beimang military camp.

To avoid attention, what he used was a short-handled sword that the Wei family had acquired at a high price. It was no longer than half an arm long, and it fit right into his belt.

With 10,000+ people crowded into a narrow battlefield, any tactics are useless, and the two armies can only fight hand-to-hand.

Wei Lang ran from the city gate to the Beimang military camp, but it was only five miles, and in a short quarter of an hour, he passed at least five thousand corpses.

Black ones, red ones, and blue ones were all piled up in the dust like arhats.

The strata didn't have time to absorb so much blood. In the blink of an eye, the blood merged into streams, and the streams merged into rivers.

By the time Wei Lang rushed to the Beimang military camp, the river had become one piece, like a sea of ​​blood.

Even though he had seen several fights, at this moment he still felt as if he was in an ice cave, and his heart was as cold as iron.

Cloud City has become a human flesh blender, a life slaughterhouse.

He couldn't look anymore, and walked inside the military tent, looking for the single person.

After passing through the military tents that stretched for more than ten miles, they finally came to the last supply camp. The people here don't have to go up and work hard, and they are all guarding the food and supplies at the moment.

There was only one person who looked like a commander, standing on a temporary wooden platform, watching the battlefield.

Suddenly seeing a soldier retreating from the front line, the commander was both surprised and vigilant, and immediately shouted: "You are a deserter!"

Wei Lang feared that he would alarm the others, so he jumped onto the high platform, twisted his hands, twisted him and jumped off, the two of them dodged behind a haystack.

This batch of haystacks is very fresh, it should be horse grass that has just arrived, exuding the unique fragrance of grass and trees.

The man was caught off guard and pulled behind the haystack. Just as he was about to shout, Wei Lang's dagger slipped out and landed on his throat.

"Ask you a word, answer and you will live!"

The man still hesitated, Wei Lang's short sword cut everything lightly, the blade pierced a little, and blood gushed out.

"Don't shout!"

With the pain and bleeding, the man immediately lost his mind and nodded repeatedly.

"On your Northern Mang Grassland, have you discovered the sword fairy from the Central Plains recently?"

After all, he is the commander, that person can understand Beili dialect, and can also speak substandard Beiliang dialect, so he immediately replied: "Yes, yes, yes!"

Asking the right person, Wei Lang was overjoyed, and asked again: "Is it a man or a woman?"

"The female sword fairy came first, and then came a male sword fairy."

The man only cared about his life, and without waiting for Wei Lang to ask again, he told him everything he knew in one breath: "The female sword fairy is called Li Hanyi, and the male sword fairy is called Wei Lang. They killed many people on the grassland."

"Wei Lang?"

"That's right, it's Wei Lang."

If the two armies hadn't been fighting, Wei Lang would have laughed so hard, even so, his cheeks still twitched twice.

"go on!"

"I heard that the female Sword Immortal was injured and was rescued by the Ninth Prince, and later by the male Sword Immortal. The two arrived in Dunhuang City together. I don't know what happened next."

"do not know the meaning?"

"Some say they died in Dunhuang City, some say they returned to Beili, and some say..."

"say what?"

At this time, the leader had already guessed that the person who came must be an accomplice of the Sword Immortal, and he didn't dare to speak nonsense, for fear of holding back the person who was probably also a Sword Immortal.

"Some people say that they entered the sand dunes. The sand dunes outside Dunhuang City are alive. If they enter this sand dune, nine out of ten will die, but they are sword immortals, so they should be able to come out of the sand dunes."

Into the dunes.

Wei Lang never believed that with Xiao Luo's skill, he would be swallowed by the sand dunes.

"How far is the dune from here?"

"About three or four hundred miles."

After asking, Wei Lang knew what to ask, and decided to go to the sand dune to meet him.

He let go of his hands and stood up.

The commander was secretly delighted, and just about to speak out, he saw a sword light shining, and the head of the good man fell to the ground.

Wei Lang spat: "The dog thief who invaded our northern calendar, do you still want to go back alive?"

Wei Lang doesn't like killing people, except for invaders.

He bypassed the heavy supply camp, and hurried forward along the roots of the mountain, until he could not see the Beimang army tent, then jumped off the official road and galloped up.

At the same time, Xiao Luo, carrying Li Hanyi on his back, also galloped along this official road.

After the two armies fought, the Beimang army was within a hundred miles of Yunzhong Town, and there were only a small group of scouts patrolling farther away.

Whenever Xiao Luo encounters him, Li Hanyi will kill everyone with his sword up and down without him taking action.

The two headed south, Wei Lang headed north.

Soon, we met on the way.

Wei Lang ran out of breath, saw Xiao Luo, and immediately sat down on the ground: "Where is my prince, I have found you!"

"It's Wei Lang, what happened to Tian Zi?"

"If you don't go back, something will happen!"

"That is to say, nothing has happened yet."

"you!"

Wei Lang wanted to say more, Xiao Luo pushed Li Fan into his arms: "You carry him, my shoulders are crushed."

"..."

really heavy!

The three rushed towards Yunzhong Town in a hurry.

"Xiao Luo, how are you going to break through?"

"The two great sword immortals open the way, what are you afraid of?"

"But I'm not a sword fairy."

"Don't you have the Five Thunder Sky Crossbow?"

Wei Lang tried his best to keep up with the speed of the two of them. After tens of miles, he was pulled down.

"Hey, don't leave me behind, the Wulei Tiangang Crossbow is running out of fire bombs, just use it sparingly."

Li Hanyi stopped and waited for Wei Lang to catch up before accompanying him forward.

Xiao Luo smiled and said: "I'll go first, you guys will come later."

Forty miles.

Thirty miles.

Twenty miles.

ten miles.

A shocking sword aura whizzed out, rushing straight south from Beimang's heavy camp to the middle of the battlefield.

Where the sword light passed, a ditch half a foot deep was left on the ground.

Anyone who stood in the middle was cut through, military tents, siege engines, trebuchets, horses and people.

The battlefield suddenly became chaotic, and someone yelled wildly: "Sword Immortal, the Sword Immortal of Central Plains is here again!"

"The sword fairy is coming! Run!"

"Sword Immortal, spare me!"

The sword light lit up again, cut through the sky, penetrated into the earth, and finally exploded on Beimang's side.

This time, Xiao Luo slashed horizontally.

A sword cut among the Beimang cavalry, and the stumps of countless people and horses flew up, blood splattered into the sky, and stained with red smoke.

On the city gate, Gu Yi stared blankly at the sword light, with only one thought in his mind, Bei Mang was finished.

Many years ago, Gu Yi had seen the same sword light, the man named Cao Guanzi, with one move of Western Chu swordsmanship, beheaded three thousand Liyang troops.

Since then, Xichu has added a Xileibi base.

It was also because of this sword technique that Laozhen Xihou did not join forces with Liyang's army, but secretly let Cao Guanzi go.

After that, the young master Baili followed Cao Guanzi to learn swordsmanship and stepped into martial arts.

Today's young master is already the big city lord of Xueyun City, and Gu Yi is also old.

Unexpectedly, he would see the peerless swordsmanship outside Yunzhong City again. Gu Yi couldn't tell whether this sword move was stronger than Cao Guanzi.

But he knew that Yun Zhong held on.

Just as surprised as Gu Yi was You Zi'an. He led the striker out and wanted to win a battle, but he didn't expect to be caught in a close hand-to-hand combat in Beimang just after opening the door.

In terms of physique, Beimang was much taller than Beili people, and it was still a peaceful army that had never really experienced war.

Soon, the Vanguard Battalion was crippled.

When You Zi'an was frightened, the Left and Right Battalions arrived, stopping the disadvantage of the Qianfeng Battalion.

But soon, the Left and Right Battalions, like the Vanguard Battalion, fell into a bitter battle.

Outside Yunzhong City, it became a hell on earth, no, it was bloodier and crueler than hell.

You Zi'an no longer knew how many people he had hacked and killed, let alone how many of Bei Li's comrades fell down beside him.

At this time, he had already forgotten his fame and fame, and only had one crazy idea in his mind, to live.

In this meat grinder hell, survival is the real victory.

As a forward battalion general, he has a bodyguard of a hundred people around him. I don't know when, this bodyguard has been silent.

He couldn't hear their cries, nor could he see their fighting, and no one could block the arrows flying from behind and the spears from the front for him.

You Zi'an's eyes turned red like blood, it was the blood of the enemy as well as his own blood.

His arms were sore and limp. Every time he lifted the gun, You Zi'an felt that this was his last shot, but he still shot the second and third shots.

Finally, a cavalry general from Beimang came to You Zian.

That man was two heads taller than You Zi'an, his arms were as thick as iron barrels, and his muscles bulged high.

Holding two meteor hammers in his hand, he flew towards You Zi'an.

You Zi'an fought hard to block and knocked off the first meteor hammer.

Bah!
The tip of the long spear was broken, and the handle of the gun was also cracked.

Whoosh!
The second meteor hammer flew over again.

You Zi'an's hands trembled, he couldn't lift them up.

Just as he was closing his eyes and waiting to die, a brilliant sword light flashed across, and the Northern Mang cavalry general, together with his meteor hammer, was split in half.

And that sword light barely stopped on You Zi'an's chest.

The battlefield became extremely silent instantly, as if a body-holding spell had been cast on it.

After a while, the soldiers in Beimang shouted in terror and fled in all directions.

"The sword fairy from the Central Plains is here, run!"

Sword fairy?

What sword fairy?
You Zi'an was in a daze, but he knew that he had saved his life.

He sat on the horse and looked around, only to see a person with a sword coming from the sky.

The man seemed to be stepping on the clouds, guarding against the wind, like a fairy, just floating in the air like that, looking down at the battlefield.

Like heaven and man looking down on ants.

Beimang was even more chaotic.

You Zi'an heard Beimang's horn blowing, and also heard the generals over there scolding, but the soldiers in Beimang left the battlefield and ran to the rear as if they had seen a ghost.

During the rout, they bumped into each other, and soon more soldiers fell down, being trampled into flesh by horses and people.

At this moment, another sword light flew from the retreating Bei Mang army.

When the sword light was on, snowflakes floated out for no reason, and the snowflakes bloomed in the Beimang army, and soon turned into bloody flowers.

You Zi'an shuddered.

Amidst the snowflakes, a white dress fluttered, and a woman stepped out from among thousands of troops.

She has a closed expression, as if walking in the courtyard of her home, and behind her, there is another person following.

It's just that the person who followed had another person on his shoulders.

Seeing the woman in the white dress appear, the cavalry of Beimang ran even more fiercely: "The female sword fairy from the Central Plains is here!"

Youzi An stared and listened blankly, the scene in front of him felt so absurd, as if the fight not long ago was a dream.

He looked down at his feet, blood was still flowing, his feet were broken, and corpses were scattered all over the field.

This is not a dream.

Tian Yu and Lu Wen galloped to You Zian's side, and asked in amazement, "What's going on?"

"Who are these two people?"

You Zi'an replied like a sleepwalker: "Central Plains Sword Immortal."

"Sword Immortal? Do you know him?"

"do not know."

Tian Yu became happy: "In short, we won the battle, hahaha!"

Lu Wen stared at the remnants of Bei Mang: "They lost at least half of them."

You Zi'an reacted, and said in a harsh voice: "Half of the people lost in Beimang, how many people really died from our Yunzhong army?"

Tian Yuman didn't care: "You can't report the meritorious service, and say that it was won by the sword fairy."

Lu Wen nodded and said: "Sword Immortal and Sword Immortal, naturally they will not compete with our soldiers for military merits, they are all like gods."

may be.

This is a big victory, no matter how meritorious service is rewarded in the end, the forward battalion will definitely rank first.

This credit was won by You Zi'an.

The three of them thought at the same time, if You Zi'an hadn't won the opportunity to fight the enemy, and waited for the two Central Plains sword celestials to defeat Bei Mang, would they still have credit?
Not only no, maybe there will be a crime.

Thinking of this, Tian Yu and Lu Wen were very grateful to You Zi'an.

"General You, tonight at the Spring Night Pavilion, the general will ask you to get drunk before you rest."

"General You, the beauty you fell in love with last time, I will redeem her body tomorrow."

You Zi'an hurriedly waved his hand: "We'll talk about it after the battle is over, who knows where these two sword celestial beings come from."

"General You is worrying too much. In short, the general's gratitude should be accepted by General You."

"Hehe, go back to the city first."

The three generals immediately turned their horses' heads, gathered up the troops, counted the results of the battle, and then slowly retreated back to Yunzhong City.

Seeing that Bei Mang had scattered and fled in all directions, Xiao Luo was determined. After this battle, even if Bei Mang violated the border again, he would definitely not go south from the cloud.

Either attack Beiliang, or take the Yinshan Mountain, in short, the worries in the northern border are temporarily relieved, and the rest can be planned slowly.

Seeing Li Hanyi approaching, he walked towards Yunzhong side by side with her.

Wei Lang followed behind.

Under Gu Yi's order, the guards did not question them.

Instead, everyone stared wide-eyed at the two swordsmen who suddenly appeared on the battlefield like gods.

After entering the city, Xiao Luo said to Li Hanyi and Wei Lang: "You go to the doctor to treat Fan Wu first, and I'm going to see the commander in chief of the West Route Army."

"Ah."

"After Li Fan wakes up, come to the Governor's Mansion to meet up."

Li Hanyi nodded, and went to Yunzhong Street with Wei Lang. Although it was wartime, there must be a listed medical clinic in Yunzhong.

With his hands behind his back, Xiao Luo slowly climbed up the tower and came to Gu Yi.

A gentle smile appeared on his handsome face, and he said lightly: "General Gu, I am Xiao Luo, the current East Palace."

(End of this chapter)