It Starts With A Mountain

Chapter 373

This is a battle that begins at dawn.

The defenders are Qingzhou soldiers from the empire. In the confrontation with the Justice Religion, the imperial army was completely defeated. Too many people were captured, too many people were killed, and those who fled were crushed.

The commander in Qingzhou was named Han Ruoli. He was a newly promoted major general of the empire. What awaited him was the prosperity of the officials who could not see the end. But this defeat directly stifled his official fortune in the cradle. Han Ruoli did not expect that these loess-facing scoundrels would explode with unimaginable fighting power after taking up arms. The 150,000 coalition forces from Qingzhou and Bingzhou were defeated in one fell swoop.

Han Ruoli organized the defeated soldiers when they fled, and finally gathered a group of 5,000 people. However, they fell into the siege of the Justice Religion.

Several breakthroughs were blocked by the enemy army. Similarly, the several attacks organized by the Justice Religion did not achieve any effect. The standoff between the two sides has lasted for three days.

In the past three days, the two sides have clashed many times, and there have been countless casualties. The soldiers are tired and the horses are scarce, and now they are only struggling to support, and Han Ruoli also understands that his own side can't support it for long.

Nothing but death.

Han Ruoli clenched the Da Da Dao in his hand and let out a roar.

"Come on!"

A group of defeated soldiers mustered their last fighting will and charged the enemy. At this moment, a group of horses rushed out in the distance, the leader was black in black armor, and a big flag was behind him, hunting and dancing against the wind.

Rushing into the chaos of soldiers, like a black dragon, rushing towards Han Ruoli's handsome flag.

Han Ruoli recognized the other party, and even knew Lin Shaoyu a long time ago. At that time, Lin Shaoyu was just a snotty follower. No one would have thought that he would be the first to raise the flag of rebellion against the empire.

At the same time, Han Ruoli also launched a charge towards the opponent, both of them were extremely fast, becoming two black lines moving on the battlefield.

In an instant, the two collided, and the charge for dozens of seconds was for this instant encounter. Then it was just one move, and the outcome was decided. The spear was like a snake, piercing Han Ruoli's chest.

Han Ruoli's pupils dilated, followed by the disappearance of the look in his eyes, and he fell off his horse.

Lin Shaoyu was covered in blood, raised his spear, and the team gathered in front of him.

"kill!"

After picking off Han Ruoli, the outcome of the battle is already doomed. Under the banner of the God of War, the soldiers of Qingzhou threw their helmets and armor, or were killed or captured.

As the sun went down, the battle that lasted for a day came to an end, Lin Shaoyu speared immediately, and the setting sun struck a golden battle on him. From this battle, the position of the Justice Religion in Youzhou could no longer be shaken.

...

In the early spring of March, everything recovers, and on the grassland, the weeds emerge green from the black mud.

Cheng Dalei rode on the black bull, took a deep breath, and felt refreshed.

Fan Lihua glanced at him and said, "Why did you bring me here?"

"Are you coming out to blow the air? If you stay indoors, you'll get sick."

It has been too long, but Fan Lihua still lives in Qinchuanguan, just because her depression has not improved. With a dark face all day long and sighing, she was originally innocent, but now she is about to become a funeral flower Lin Daiyu.

So today Cheng Dalei took her out of Qinchuan Pass and came to the grassland to relax.

"You seem very happy?" Fan Lihua asked.

"This... is it obvious, haha."

Fan Lihua looked at the smile lines on Cheng Dalei's ugly face, and shook his head gently.

"Hey, sometimes I don't envy you, and I can live a happier life if I'm heartless."

"..." Cheng Dalei.

How can I listen to the meaning of Fan Li's flowers and feel like a fool. Contrary to Fan Lihua, Cheng Dalei is in a really good mood recently. The information of Youzhou has been spread here, only to hear that the imperial army has been defeated, and the Justice Religion has stabilized the situation in Youzhou.

Cheng Dalei was naturally happy for Lin Shaoyu, and in his speech and behavior, it was inevitable to reveal his feelings on the outside. I originally planned to use this mood to infect Fan Lihua, but it seems useless to see what Fan Lihua means.

Cheng Dalei is not suitable for enlightening others, and Liu Bei is the one who can do ideological work best in Toad Village. But Cheng Dalei really didn't dare to put Liu Bei in front of Fan Lihua, that was not fighting poison with poison, but asking for hardship.

So this matter can only be done by Cheng Dalei himself, chatting with Fan Lihua every day to relax, Fan Lihua can say a few words when he sees him, if he is usually afraid that he will not eat.

If it was before, few people in the empire dared to set foot in the grasslands. The gray wolves and yellow leopards here can easily kill a person's life, not to mention the deep hatred between the Rong tribe and the empire, and the endless stream of horse bandits.

But since the opening of Qinchuanguan, the two clans have been in constant business exchanges, and the fear of each other has gradually disappeared. Cheng Dalei once organized manpower to carry out a big sweep of the horse bandits on the grassland. Some of them were directly killed, and some fled to other places. Today, this grassland is considered peaceful.

Today, Cheng Dalei and Fan Lihua are here to hunt.

Suddenly, the wild deer flashed away in front of his eyes, Cheng Dalei's eyes lit up, and he held the sword. In terms of speed, Cheng Dalei can't be compared with beasts, and in terms of bow and arrow, Cheng Dalei has no talent. However, he has a personal sword and a combo on his body, and the speed of the black bull under his seat is also extremely fast, and it is not difficult to catch a few prey.

When Cheng Dalei was about to pursue, Fan Lihua stopped him, Cheng Dalei was startled, puzzled.

"Let it go, it looks pitiful."

Cheng Dalei was speechless. Is this what Fan Lihua should have said? She doesn't care about killing people, let alone killing someone.

"I heard that venison... is very nourishing."

"Do you really need to make up for it?" Fan Lihua snorted coldly, followed by a sigh: "It's the season of wild deer estrus, and they are also looking for mates, why should you kill them for yourself?"

Uh...how do you hear this, why doesn't it feel right.

Just thinking about it, a feather arrow came out of nowhere and shot into the wild deer's eyes.

Fan Lihua frowned, a look of unbearable expression on her face. Cheng Dalei didn't think so, his attention was all on the archer.

It was a group of Rong people, about a dozen people, and stopped when they rushed to Cheng Dalei.

"Which tribe are you from?" Cheng Dalei asked.

"It turned out to be Master Cheng, and we are the subordinates of Lord Mu Ye of the Black Dog Department."

On the grasslands, there are hundreds of tribes, large and small, with tens of thousands of large ones and only a few hundred small ones. They live by the water and have no leader.

"If Mr. Cheng likes this deer, we will give it to Mr. Cheng."

Cheng Dalei is also somewhat famous on the grasslands now. He glanced over, and a person in the crowd caught his attention.

Blonde hair, blue eyes, and skin as white as paper.