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Chapter 196 Aiming to Behead

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    The momentum of the Tartars stunned everyone for a moment. The Tartars who rushed down from the mountain roared past the village.  With great effort, he chopped off his head.

    Although it was a small group of troops sneaking in from the mountain trails, the Tartars still maintained the habit of attacking their opponents on the grassland.  The formation of the enemy dispels all the courage of the enemy to resist.

    According to the information obtained in advance in this small village, no officers and soldiers were stationed. The purpose of their passing through the village was to prevent the villagers from escaping. When the horses rushed to the village, they would turn back immediately and start looting and killing from house to house.

    However, the Tartars who rushed to the front quickly rushed to the entrance of the village, only to be surprised to find hundreds of officers and soldiers standing there, bows and arrows, densely packed with arrows.

    But they had no time to analyze why a group of officers and soldiers suddenly appeared in the village. Huoshai's subordinates were the fiercest among the Tatars and Mongols.  He swooped over while waving his weapon.

    The Tartars who saw the situation here all charged forward with their horses, picking up their bows and setting arrows. The Mongols are good at riding and shooting, and they are very skilled at drawing bows and setting arrows immediately.

    Seeing this situation, Yang Ling knew that there was no longer any chance of further delay. The village couldn't hide four hundred horses. In order to deceive the public, the officers and soldiers were all infantry, and a shower of arrows could only stop them for a moment.  , I am afraid that hundreds of people will die here.

    It is so close to Datong, and there is the Great Wall in front of it, the Tartars have never appeared in this area, and Boyan's main force turned to Pingshun and Hukou, Yang Ling never expected that there would be a sudden burst of Tartars on Fangshan  Son, this is really the mantis catching the cicada, and the oriole is behind.

    If the Tartars wanted to circumvent the Great Wall and raid the rear, they could only secretly sneak into the dangerous peaks between the high mountains and the unbuilt Great Wall, but it was extremely difficult to walk there, and it was impossible for a large army to pass through. Thousands of people were the limit.

    With this in mind, Yang Ling made a balance in his mind, and he immediately shouted: "Regardless of officials and thieves, they are all Han Chinese. Catching thieves is our duty, and killing bandits is our duty. We will settle the score later. Today we only kill Tartars. Brothers, do it!"

    The bowstrings were noisy, and Yang Ling gave an order, and the four hundred archers immediately turned their arrows, and a burst of carved feather arrows shot at the frantically rushing Tartars.

    The galloping Tartars fell off their horses in response, and several short and sturdy Mongolian horses with arrows stuck in their backs screamed and turned around and fled. The dead bodies with their feet still hooked in their stirrups dragged bloodstains in the ice and snow.

    Seeing more than a thousand cavalry swarming from the village, Yang Ling became extremely calm in his heart. Although he had seldom been on the battlefield with a sword himself, he had seen many battles.  It is his responsibility to save the lives of his brothers.

    Yang Ling swept his eyes away, and shouted sharply: "The entrance to the village is narrow, and it is not easy for Tatar cavalry to charge into it. The imperial guards mounted their horses and blocked the intersection for me. The rest of the troops immediately retreated to Baideng Mountain and defended against the mountain!"

    After a short period of shock, the Ouchi guards regained their courage. Hearing this, they immediately mounted their horses and waved their long-handled simple knives to meet the intersection.  Liu Dabangchui usually speaks an official accent, but when he got excited, the Laiyang accent from his hometown in Shandong burst out: "Qin'er, my grandma, why are there so many burly tartars slipping out of this Liugou?"

    As he said he was about to mount the horse with the iron rod, Wu Hanchao grabbed him and shouted: "What are you doing? Just kill a thousand Tartars. If your lord makes a mistake, you have no place to cry, protect your lord  Withdraw to Mount Baideng!"

    He himself was led past once and almost killed Yang Ling. At this time, he naturally guarded Yang Ling tightly, not daring to leave an inch.  The people at the entrance of the village turned on their backs and fought fiercely. The Tartars charged with their fast horses, and they were in a hurry. However, the twenty guards guarding the entrance of the village relied on their high martial arts skills, and they were constantly shooting arrows to support them. They could hold off for the time being.  But Yang Hu and the others still stood there with hesitant expressions, Wu Hanchao was afraid that they would violently hurt others, so he stared at them closely, not daring to relax.

    The red lady glanced at the calm and composed Yang Ling, threw away the board in her hand and walked a few steps in front of her horse, jumped on the horse, held the steel knife in her palm, and said crisply: "My surname is Yang, I hope you remember this sentence, no matter what  Officials and thieves are all Han Chinese, we will kill the Tartars first today."

    She glanced at Yang Hu, Yang Hu looked at the murderous tartars who kept coming, and then at Yang Ling who was close at hand, still hesitating, Cui Yinger couldn't help shouting angrily: "The head of the family, after personal grievances  Besides, the Tartars are the enemies of all Han people, so why are you hesitating?"

    She glared at Yang Hu angrily, and rushed towards the entrance of the village with her horse's belly in her arms. Uncle Huo was afraid that his niece would be lost, so he also floated up when he saw it, like aIs it okay to move the head office?  "

    Both of them were wearing thick clothes, so they didn't feel much on the skin, but the tight hug made the red lady feel very restless, and she was climbing the rock with both hands, and Yang Ling was holding her waist, she was really capable  , It's not easy to kick him down, but it's really ugly to let him hold him like this, the red lady said helplessly: "You don't move, I will lift you up."

    She took a breath, moved her hands, clasped the rock firmly, then freed her arm, grabbed Yang Ling's clothes with her backhand, and said, "Let go, I will lift you up, you can touch it here, and you can grab it."  live in rocks."

    Let go and rely on her single arm to hold herself?  Yang Ling's heart jumped up again, but he couldn't do it if he was so shameless and clinging to her. In desperation, Yang Ling grabbed her skirt with both hands, and held her tightly in his hands.  Legs relaxed.

    The red lady held her breath, raised his body with one arm, and just moved half a foot, she found that his hands were tightly grasping her lapel, she couldn't help turning her head and said, "I won't throw you down, I won't let you go.  . . . ".

    At this moment, she had already lifted Yang Ling up to the same level as herself. Yang Ling was also holding his breath because he was afraid that the heavy breath would be sprayed on his face.  Sliding across Yang Ling's right cheek, he touched his upper lip lightly.

    Yang Ling only felt a touch of softness and warmth, and his own lips parted as soon as they touched him. He was stunned for a moment, and then realized that her cherry lips slipped by inadvertently.  His breath could not help spraying on the red lady's cheeks and neck.

    The sound of fighting outside has gradually weakened, and it may bean illusion.

    The cave was terribly quiet, and Yang Ling couldn't see the face of the red lady in the dark. He was afraid that Cui Ying'er would become angry and kill him to silence him, so he held onto her tightly with both hands. It took a long time before he heard Cui Ying'er who had turned her head away.  Ying'er said calmly: "Let go, now you can touch a rock by climbing up with both hands."

    Her voice has been very calm, until the last two words, there is a slight tremor.

    Yang Ling didn't dare to say anything else, the two of them had a tacit understanding and never mentioned the accidental touch just now. He let go of his hand with a strong face, and slowly moved upwards. First, he touched the back of a soft hand, and Yang Ling hurriedly moved to the side.  After a move, he tried to grasp the rock firmly, and said with a sigh of relief: "Okay, but I have limited arms, I'm afraid I won't be able to hold it for long, and I don't know how to win outside  What's the matter?"

    Cui Ying'er said softly: "When you are weak, I will give you a hand. The outcome outsideyou can only resign yourself to fate."

    "Alas!" Yang Ling sighed, raised his head worriedly, and said, "If the reinforcements don't arrive, my entire army will be wiped out. If the Tartars just add two more stones, we will both die.  . . . ".

    When he said this, suddenly a foreign object seemed to fall from the corner of his eye, followed by a sore nose, tears streaming down his face, it turned out that a non-heavy stone was hitting the bridge of his nose.

    Caught off guard, Yang Ling subconsciously stretched out his hand to wipe his face. The clasp of his other hand was wet and slippery, his knuckles were frozen again, and he fell down suddenly.

    "My day!" Before Yang Ling could utter a curse, he saw the entrance of the cave was dark, and a Laiyang accent wailed from above, "Marshal, why the hell did you fall to your death?"

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