The little ancestor of the family

Chapter 361 No Regrets

In the light of the fire, dozens of armored soldiers appeared behind the Kosi people.

They held bows and arrows in their hands, their faces calm, as if they were divine soldiers descended from the sky.

"You, how did you get up here?"

There are guards on the mountain and below.

Saryan really couldn't understand how these people climbed up.

"Do I need to tell you how your grandfather came to be? Shoot for me!"

Zhao Yun shouted, and everyone shot their arrows, and there were terrible screams from the opposite side.

"Protect the coach, protect the coach!"

Bu Zang shouted and hid behind the crowd.

He now regretted very much that he did not insist on sending people to check the canyon entrance, but it was too late to regret.

A steady stream of people poured up from the foot of the mountain, mysteriously as if they were breaking out of the ground.

"Bu Zang, didn't you set up checkpoints on the mountain? How come there was no warning at all?"

"There are people guarding downstairs. They, they..."

Bu Zang didn't know how to answer. Suddenly, the sentry post halfway up the mountain seemed to have discovered the enemy and blew a horn.

"Idiot, waste!"

Saryan cursed, "By the time they realize the danger, I'll be dead!"

The Daliang soldiers kept approaching, and the guards were defeated. Saryan became furious, pushed away the guard in front of him, and slashed at the soldiers in front of him with his knife.

Saryan was indeed a warrior of the Kosi tribe. He wielded the deadly knife with great force and chopped down several people in a row.

Zhao Yun saw the situation here from a distance, and quickly dealt with the enemy in front of him, broke free from the entanglement and ran over.

At this time, Saryan kicked a soldier to the ground and was about to chop with his sword, but was blocked by Zhao Yun's sword.

The two soon started fighting each other.

Zhao Yun's sword was fast and light, while Saryan's was a more forceful approach.

Each of their moves was aimed directly at the opponent's vital points, hoping to kill them with one blow.

The two armies engaged in a chaotic battle.

The Cosi barbarians were still a little slow to react.

This battle could obviously be won easily, so how did it develop to this point?

In contrast, the soldiers of Daliang were much calmer and composed.

They were able to turn the unfavorable situation into what it is now, that's their ability!

There was not much space on the cliff for people to stand, and now with the two armies squeezed together, there was no place to step.

So during the fight, people kept falling from the mountain.

Because of the tree branches, the person falling down will not die.

So the soldiers who had just hidden under the car had something to do.

Every time someone fell from the mountain, they would quickly run over to check.

If it is a soldier from Daliang, drag him aside immediately and put him in a safe place under the car.

If it was a barbarian from Cosi, he would cut the person's neck with one knife.

On the other side of the cliff, the soldiers who were throwing stones and torches were also in a panic.

They saw the battle situation on the other side of the mountain by the light of the fire, but there was such a long distance between the two hills that they could not help at all.

"Go quickly, go quickly, the coach is in danger!"

The leader of the team shouted.

"But there are still enemies at the foot of this mountain. Are we just going to ignore them?"

"Don't you see what time it is? There are only a few people at the foot of the mountain? All the soldiers from Daliang have climbed up the opposite mountain.

If anything happens to the coach, none of us will be able to save our heads!"

"Hurry, hurry, hurry, let's go there quickly!"

When everyone heard this, they were all panicked.

But before they could run down the mountain, King Rui had already climbed up with his men.

The Silver Moon Spear in King Rui's hand was invincible and defeated the barbarians.

In less than half an incense stick of time, all the barbarians here were wiped out.

King Rui looked at the battle situation on the opposite side from a distance and found that Zhao Yun was already at a disadvantage.

His shooting skills were no match for Saryan's fierce style.

Gradually showed signs of decline.

It was also Zhao Yun's bad luck. He was exhausted from fighting with Saryan and didn't expect the sudden sharp pain in his feet.

When he turned around, he found a barbarian lying on the ground and had a shining dagger inserted into his calf.

The person who stabbed him in the back was Bu Zang.

After the battle at Saryan started, Bu Zang pretended to be dead and hid under the corpse.

Seeing Zhao Yun coming towards him, he immediately launched a sneak attack.

The most taboo thing in a battle is distraction.

When Zhao Yun looked at Bu Zang, Saryan seized the opportunity and slashed towards his shoulder. Zhao Yun hurriedly used his sword to block it, but this was like a mantis trying to stop a chariot, and the sword in his hand was directly knocked away.

"General Zhao, be careful!"

At this time, the person closest to Zhao Yun was Fan Li.

Fan Li reached out to support Zhao Yun, who was about to fall, and raised his sword to stand in front of Zhao Yun.

"How's it going? Have you had enough killing?"

When Zhao Yun saw it was him, he asked.

"It's not enough. After chopping a dozen or so, the blade of the knife started to curl. It's not satisfying at all."

While the two were talking, Saryan's second knife chopped over.

Fan Li pushed Zhao Yun away and raised his sword to block.

But he blocked Saryan's knife from above, but was stabbed in the abdomen by Bu Zang from below.

"Fan Li!"

Zhao Yun shouted out loud.

He immediately picked up a knife from the ground and swung it forward.

Saryan smiled ferociously and chopped at Fan Li's head.

Zhao Yun was unable to stop it, and at this moment, an arrow as thick as a finger suddenly shot from the opposite side and pierced through Saryan's chest.

"Coach!"

Bu Zang screamed.

Zhao Yun raised his sword and chopped off Bu Zang's head, which fell off the cliff.

"Mr. Fan!"

Zhao Yun went up to support Fan Li.

At this time, Fan Li was covering his bleeding abdomen with his hands, and his face had turned very pale.

"Mr. Fan! Just hold on! I'll carry you down the mountain and let Miss Lu treat you.

Miss Lu is a miracle doctor, she will definitely be able to cure you."

"no need."

Fan Li opened his mouth and shook his head with difficulty.

"I have already dragged down more than a dozen people.

Even if I die, it's worth it."

"You haven't even gone to Northern Frontier yet, how can you die? Didn't the general tell you to go to Northern Frontier and live a good life?"

Fan Li curled the corners of his mouth and felt a darkness in front of his eyes.

I had to close my eyes.

"Although I didn't go there in person, my heart has already gone there. You, you must take a good look at the mountains and rivers of the northern border on my behalf, and you must take back the city that belongs to us!"

"do not worry!"

Zhao Yun held Fan Li's hand tightly and said, "With us and King Rui here, there will be no place for the barbarians to survive in the northern border!"

"That's good, I feel relieved then!"

Fan Li's voice became smaller and smaller.

At the end of his speech, Zhao Yun suddenly felt the hand holding him loosen.

Fan Li was completely out of breath.

"Fan Li, Fan Li!"

Zhao Yun's eyes were red. He dragged Fan Li's back with one hand, picked up the scimitar on the ground with the other hand, and slashed hard at the barbarian who had attacked him.

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This month, I owed some words and made up for it on the last day, so the content of the chapters was moved forward.

It is about 12,000 words and contains six chapters. If you feel you can't keep up, just flip forward. I wish you all a smooth September and happiness every day!