Fisherman's Song Dynasty

The soldiers and horses in front of Jincheng Pass are dense, like dark clouds pressing down on the city. This is only the former army of the Xixia people. Their central army has not yet arrived. Fighting is not a child's play. Although the Song people are not worth mentioning in their eyes, it is still safe for the sake of the overall situation Some are better.

Behind the densely packed army, a group of humble soldiers were pitching tents. The late autumn in the northwest was bitterly cold. If there was no preparation, not many people would be killed in the battle, but many would have died of freezing first.

Xu Zizhen and Li Meng put on the clothes of Xixia soldiers, with Xixia swords hanging on their waists, passed through the mountain trail, and sneaked in quietly. It was very windy today, and Li Meng walked shivering all the way. Complaining all the way: "It's so cold, what the hell!"

His voice was neither high nor low, just enough to be heard by the people around him, and it was pure Xixia dialect. Xu Zizhen kept rubbing his hands and gasping for breath, and the Xixia soldiers shuttled around, but no one suspected him. their identities.

The two of them shuttled among the tents, and when they came to a secluded corner, Li Meng lowered his voice and said, "Uncle, are you planning to come in and burn their food? But this is just their former army, and the food will not be delivered so early of."

Xu Zizhen smiled: "Xixia is not far from here, even if they burn the grain and grass, they can bring it back soon, it's just a little bit of money for them."

Li Meng scratched his head: "Then why are you running so hard?"

Xu Zizhen took out a matchmaker from his bosom: "There are hundreds of thousands of Xixia people, Mr. Wen must have a headache at this time, we two will be like shit sticks, let the Xixia people mess up, and relieve Mr. Wen's stress."

Li Meng curled his lips: "I understand, but uncle, isn't your metaphor..."

Xu Zizhen also consciously said something wrong, coughed dryly and glared at him: "What nonsense, get ready to work!"

"Yes!"

The two held a bundle of dry firewood in their hands, which was brought in from the leader of the army just now. One end of the dry firewood was stained with oil, and as soon as the fire medium was put together, it burned quickly.

Xu Zizhen raised his hand and threw a piece of burning dry firewood on the top of a tent that had been set up beside him. The sky was dry and everything was dry, and the tent caught fire immediately.

"Let's go!" Xu Zizhen let out a low voice, and galloped up on his horse. Li Meng did the same thing behind him, throwing out a piece of dry firewood, and another camp tent caught fire.

This place is close to the border of Xixia, and there is only one road outside the Jincheng Pass, but anyone who goes out of the pass can see it at a glance, and this place where tents are set up can only be accessed by Xixia people, so these Xixia soldiers never expected that anyone would come Go here and set fire.

The camps were set up one after another, which was very compact, which provided great convenience for Xu Zizhen, as long as one was lit, the nearby camps would be automatically set ablaze by the strong westerly wind today, and he could just gallop on horseback , Throwing a piece of burning dry wood out from time to time, and Li Meng beside him was doing the same thing, and it didn't take long for the continuous camp to burn a large area.

The soldiers were still busy when they suddenly saw two people galloping on horseback, throwing burning sticks from their hands from time to time, and setting the tents on fire one after another. They were shocked and there was an uproar, and they dropped their work one after another. Shouting angrily, they surrounded them, trying to stop Xu Zizhen and the two of them.

Xu Zizhen didn't pay attention to them, shouted loudly and swung out the steel knife. The head of a pawn who was close to him suddenly shot up into the sky, and a mouthful of blood was sprayed in the wind.

Li Meng wasn't nervous or afraid at all because he fell into the enemy's encirclement, on the contrary, he was very excited, his face was flushed, and he held his spear tightly in his hand, pointing, stabbing, picking, and stabbing, like a flexible poisonous dragon, dancing out pieces of black In the shadow of a gun, no one can get close to him at all.

All the cavalry were confronting the Song army in front of the pass, and this was the camp area, with only some camp guards and gang leaders. Without horses, who could withstand the impact of the god-like Xu Zizhen and Li Meng?It didn't take long for this place to turn into hell. Not only was the sky full of flames, but also the ground was covered with blood. The corpses of Xixia soldiers were lying all over the place.

Xu Zizhen was eager to kill, but seeing that it was getting late, and fearing that something would happen if the time dragged on, he waved his hand and threw the remaining dry firewood to a nearby tent, and laughed loudly: "Haha... have fun, Hurry up! Xiaomeng, I'm back home!"

Li Meng followed suit by throwing the dry firewood in his hand, shouting and opening the way with his gun. This young man is clearly a thunderbolt pioneer who charges into the battle, with unparalleled bravery and majesty.

After Xu Zizhen broke the steel knife in his hand, the two rushed out one after the other, and returned from the original way, preparing to go around the foot of the mountain and go to the pass. At this time, the Xixia army was finally alarmed, and immediately a group of cavalry withdrew from the front of the formation. When he came back, he raised his knife and roared to chase him.

Xu Zizhen shouted: "Xiao Meng, speed up!"

"Yes!" Li Meng shouted loudly, kicking his horse, not caring about the soldiers, just focusing on rushing forward.

Their horses are still eliminated war horses bought in Xizhou, and their speed is obviously inferior to that of the Xixia cavalry, but at this time, they can't care so much. On his face and neck, behind him was the dense sound of horseshoes like a war drum, beating on his heart in a dull and shocking sound.

Xu Zizhen finally felt a little regretful, he was still too reckless, it seems that today he might have to confess his life here, but Li Meng was only troubled...

The valley at the foot of Gaolan Mountain is not far in front of you, and as long as you pass this valley, you will be on the road leading to Jincheng Pass, but Xu Zizhen understands that their horses can hardly run anymore, and they will soon be killed on the road. If he catches up, there will only be a dead end, he gritted his teeth and shouted: "Xiao Meng, keep running, don't turn back!"

As soon as the words fell, he reined in his bridle hard, and the horse under his crotch neighed and half stood up. Xu Zizhen turned the horse's head, looked at the pursuers who were getting closer behind him, with a crazy look in his eyes, and let out a loud roar He swung his knife fiercely to meet him.

This is a hundred-man cavalry team, with iron armor and long swords in water, and the cavalry on horseback is strong and murderous. Xu Zizhen is single-handed and unarmored, rushing into this cavalry team is like a drop of water entering a river, and soon was submerged in it.

"Dangdangdangdang..." A series of dense metal sounds, Xu Zizhen's knife slashed at the cavalry around him one after another, but the smelting technology of the Xixia people has their uniqueness, especially their cold-forged steel armor, ordinary weapons It can't be hurt at all, unless it is a hard crossbow.

Xu Zizhen's fierce attack did not receive any effect, but at the same time, his series of lightning-fast sword moves also blocked all the attacks of those chasing soldiers. Under such circumstances, he was undoubtedly at a disadvantage. As long as time After a while, once his physical strength is insufficient, he will have to wait to die.

At this moment, a cavalryman suddenly screamed, covered his face and knocked off his horse, a thread of blood gushed out from between his fingers.

Xu Zizhen's eyes were quick to chop off with a knife, and another person beside him fell off the horse, only to hear a voice shouting angrily: "Uncle, you don't pay attention, leave me alone and kill me!"

Before he finished speaking, a long spear passed Xu Zizhen's side and pierced a cavalryman's throat like a broken bamboo.

As soon as Xu Zizhen turned his head, he saw Li Meng's slightly childish but resolute face.