Chapter 271 Mid-Autumn Festival Full Moon, Family Reunion
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Is he really a small boss?

Yang Chang didn't believe he could catch a big fish, so he was content to just steal the horse and catch a small fish.

However, this man had broken arms and limbs, and the injuries looked like they were caused by gunpowder explosions, most likely from the Lijialing battlefield.

Lin Chong once said that he would not easily use the artillery unless it was absolutely necessary. What Yang Chang saw and thought at this time indirectly confirmed that the battle in Zezhou was fierce.

It is now August 12, and nearly half a month has passed since I left Zezhou.

The battlefield situation is changing rapidly.

Could it be that Nianhan has made some earth-shaking progress in the past half month?
Thinking of this possibility, Yang Chang was filled with worry. He quickly picked up the corpses and urged his horse to hurry on. The Jin cavalry that had just fled were like hyenas that had lost their prey. They were now scattered in groups of three or two on the periphery. They dared not approach nor were they willing to leave.

Without the Jade Lion of Zhaoye and the special dragon-tendon bow, it would not be easy to kill them all.

The key is to waste time and there is no good drop.

Although Yang Chang was not considered very smart, this simple weighing of the pros and cons was still easy for him to see through.

He rode the stolen warhorse and galloped straight towards Fengyue Pass. In his peripheral vision, the 'hyenas' followed closely, as if they were trying to get back their territory, or were keeping watch for the reinforcements.

A group of chickens and dogs dare to follow a tiger?

If you want to follow, go ahead. It would be best if reinforcements really come.

If you dare to follow us to Fengyue Pass, all your horses and equipment will have to be left behind.

Sun Li has been here for a long time, but he hasn't had the chance to fight a big battle, so let him have some fun.

Thinking of the wonderful thing, Yang Chang couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, and rode the horse very casually.

He did not slow down the pace intentionally, but the warhorse he had robbed had limited potential, and even if the rider had the best riding skills, he could not easily get rid of his followers.

Just like a cyclist, if you let him ride a shared bike to compete, the result is self-evident.

When one rider runs, the rest of the riders follow.

This scene did not last long. When Yang Chang had walked forward about twenty miles, he saw a thousand cavalrymen gathered on the road ahead. They were the reinforcements summoned by the defeated Jin cavalry.

Thousands of people came to see him off? The Jin people were really enthusiastic.

In the past, he was alone against a thousand enemies at Liangshan Lake. The opponent was the Song army that was guarding Tong Guan. He had good horses, good armor, and good weapons. But now the opponent is the powerful Jin army. Yang Chang has an ordinary horse, picked up weapons, and no armor.

If the data from various conditions were added together, the outcome of the battle would be very unfavorable to Yang Chang. However, he pursed his lips and smiled slightly, urging his horse to charge straight forward, holding an iron rod with boundless murderous intent, with the heroic spirit of "I will go forward even if there are tens of thousands of people against me."

The opponent became stronger and his external possessions became weaker, but Yang Chang's inner improvement had overcame these differences.

Yang Chang was dressed as a farmer at the time, galloping on horseback with a stick in his hand, which was very inconsistent with the surrounding environment. The Jin people were surprised and happy to see him "fighting against a rock with an egg".

"General, that reckless man didn't slow down."

"I saw it. Judging from the direction he was heading, I think he wanted to go to Luzhou to join Yang Chang. How can we let him succeed after he killed Xie Bao? Capture him quickly and try to catch him alive!"

"Yes!"

Watching his followers busy ordering the attack, A Lan silently stared at the people coming from the front, his sweaty face as cold as ice.

Not long ago, he stayed behind in the Lingchuan tent. Because he did not stop Sheyema from volunteering, the eldest son of Nianhan was shot and killed by Yang Chang. He felt guilty for many days and could not let it go.

At this time, the Jin army ran out of food and retreated northward. A Lan was ordered to lead the way and escort Nianhan's second son, Xie Bao, who was killed by artillery fire.

This guy was supervising the battle on behalf of his father in Lijialing, but was unfortunately crippled by Ling Zhen. He was rushing to Yanjing for treatment when his carriage was knocked over by a sudden mad bull. His death was even more horrific.

A Lan was devastated when he heard the news. Both of his nephews died in his hands. He once suspected that he was cursed.

It would be fine if Ye Ma died at the hands of Yang Chang, as the other party was a peerless warrior who killed Lou Shi and his son, but what did it matter if Xie Bao was shot in the head by an old farmer?
How can I explain this to my brother?

It was not until he saw with his own eyes the farmer on horseback daring to charge alone into the face of thousands of enemies that the doubts in A Lan's heart were slightly alleviated.

A mad cow and a mad man? Do you think you are Chief Yang?
Is Xie Bao simply unlucky?

The Jin cavalry surged forward like a tide and surrounded Yang Chang in the center of Gai in an instant.

The neighing of horses and the shouting of people were endless.

A Lan watched the battle silently, waiting for his warriors to come back and report the victory. However, as time passed, the originally whirlpool-like siege formation suddenly expanded outward a lot.

What happened? Was he caught?

At this time, the personal guard ran in the battle formation, panting and said: "General, the farmer is extremely strong and brave. Almost no one can withstand a blow from him. Dozens of our brothers have been killed so far. It is almost impossible to capture him alive."

"Is he so good at fighting?" Ah Lan frowned and gritted his teeth as he ordered, "We must take him down, even if he dies!"

"Yes!"

The personal attendant was ordered to go back into the formation to deliver the message, but he soon returned with a sad face.

"This guy is definitely not an ordinary person. He is more agile than a monkey in a tree. Our hidden arrows and cold guns could not hurt him. Instead, many of our own people were injured by mistake. Now no one dares to attack him and can only fight him passively."

"How is that possible? Isn't he just an old farmer?"

Ah Lan was sweating profusely after hearing this. He rubbed his hands and said solemnly, "The Marshal's son is dead. If we can't capture the murderer, will we still be able to return to the Kingdom of Jin alive? Tell everyone to overcome their fear and kill this beast at all costs. Even if it means exhaustion, we must tire him to death."

"I'm afraid these 1,000 cavalrymen are not enough."

"If not enough, add more people. He must be killed today. Go and pass the order."

"As ordered!"

After taking a look at his followers' backs, Ah Lan turned around and said to the guards beside him, "Hurry up and send a message to the rear to dispatch another 3,000 cavalry to help. I don't believe it. If 1,000 people can't take him down, then 3,000, 5,000, or 10,000!"

"I will go right away"

"Wait a moment, send more scouts to Fengyue Pass. I'm worried that this person has a close relationship with Yang Chang. If the garrison troops from Luzhou come here to reinforce, the consequences will be unpredictable."

"Yes!"

As it turned out, Alan's deployment was indeed far-sighted.

The Jin soldiers in the front received a death order and could only charge forward one after another.

Yang Chang activated [Frenzy] at the center of Gai, and almost took away a "child" with one stick. This was similar to the low-level characters in online games, risking their lives to fight the world boss, but all the attacks on the screen were misses, and those who were attacked would be killed instantly.

As time went by, the ownerless war horses ran away from time to time, the encirclement in front became smaller and smaller, and the corpses on the ground became more and more. Most of the thousand people had been killed.

The commander in the front returned to Alan with a bitter face and reported in a crying voice: "General, this battle is impossible to fight. This guy is completely tireless. We have lost 600 people. If we continue to fight, we will be gone."

"Tired?"

Ah Lan's eyebrows were raised high, he clenched his fists and bared his teeth, and shouted in a deep voice: "Impossible, absolutely impossible! Tell the brothers to hold on, the follow-up reinforcements will arrive soon, we must kill him with human wave tactics, otherwise Xie Bao and the soldiers will die in vain?"

"Ah this."

The attendant was originally embarrassed, but suddenly he noticed a dark shadow in the distance. He looked closely and saw a large group of cavalry moving. He pointed and cheered: "General, look, our reinforcements are here!"

"It's coming faster than expected. Why don't you go and give the order to attack fiercely?"

"Yeah wait, what is that?"

"Ok?"

Ah Lan frowned and looked in the direction of the sound, only to see a white shadow and two balls of fire flying out quickly from the right rear of the reinforcements, approaching at an incredible speed.

"That is."

"It looks like a person, or a woman!"

"White clothes and golden face? Could it be..."

"Little Dragon Girl?"

Zhao Fujin rode on the wind-fire wheel, ignoring the two stunned people, and went straight to the battlefield next to him. There were corpses all over the ground next to the besieged crowd. Who else except Yang Chang had this ability? "Armor-covering technique, up!"

"Object Control Technique, sword coming!"

"disease!"

She was covered with a phoenix coronet and a bridal robe, and nine golden swords were hanging in the air.

Hua Hua Hua.
The sword flies in the palm of the hand and the lightsaber shoots.

A flash of golden light pierced through the armor and the body, and anyone who touched it fell down.

"what is this?"

"I haven't heard of it either! Little Dragon Girl knows witchcraft?"

"No, she's not done yet?"

"Who can beat this?"

Before the first shock has subsided, the second shock arises.

Zhao Fujin was skilled in fighting. While her phantom sword was hitting the enemy, she pinched her fingers and chanted a spell to continue to use her golden sword. So in the eyes of the onlookers, they saw her constantly using her sword, and the Jin soldiers in front of her fell off their horses in large numbers.

Ah Lan's eyes were wide open, he stood there in a daze.

Thanks to Zhao Fujin's quick spell casting, the phantom flying sword quickly broke through the gap and hit Yang Chang's target without any discrimination, blasting the Jin soldiers into golden fragments.

"General, look, the people are gone all of a sudden. None of our people are there."

"What kind of sorcery is this?"

"How about we run first? This woman is using witchcraft to attack in groups, and our people can't stand it."

"makes sense"

Just when he was about to kill Yang Chang, he was frightened by Zhao Fujin's forceful entry. A Lan quickly turned his horse around and fled. He could not describe this shock beyond his cognition in words.

At the same time the two men turned around, Yang Chang, who had killed nearly a thousand people without breaking a sweat, cooperated with Zhao Fujin to kill the last man and took the initiative to greet him.

"Everyone said I could do it. Princess, why are you here anyway when you're not home with your little sister?"

"Fortunately I arrived in time. I didn't see the thousands of Jin cavalrymen in front of me on the left. How long would you have to kill them?"

"Hey, just kill slowly."

Seeing Yang Chang putting on a cute face like a farmer, Zhao Fujin took off his mask and pouted to remind him, "How long do we have to wait? Even if you don't want to go back to accompany Huang'er, Chief Steward Lin has just driven the Jin army out of Zezhou. He is now in charge of the military affairs of two states and is waiting for you to send someone to take over."

"Oh?"

Yang Chang was overjoyed when he heard this, and his anxious mood immediately disappeared like a cloud.

Looking at the corpses on the ground, he remembered Zhao Fujin's "Phantom Sword Transformation Corpse". He pointed at the corpses around and suggested: "Since the princess is here, use magic to erase the corpses and scare the group of golden dogs in front."

"no."

Zhao Fujin swallowed her saliva, frowned and muttered to herself: "I just cast spells frequently, and I have to deal with the battle later, and save my magic power to go home. It would be a waste to use it on the corpse."

"Hey, don't waste it."

Yang Chang pointed at the running Ah Lan and responded meaningfully: "With them helping the princess spread the word, the subsequent battle may not start."

"real or fake?"

"Absolutely authentic, hold on tight!"

"Okay, it's up to you."

As soon as Zhao Fujin finished speaking, he cast a spell to dissolve the corpse and eliminate all traces. Yang Chang next to him was like a leveling boss at this time, monitoring the enemies ahead while enjoying the pop-up prompts for picking up the corpse.

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The experience and killing power are earned quickly, and it feels great to reap the benefits.

Zhao Fujin used her phantom sword to bombard the place crazily, and soon she cleared all the corpses on the ground. She was so tired that beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.

At this time, Yang Chang walked forward, pointed at the Jin army in front and gave a thumbs up.

"My guess is correct, right? They have already started to retreat. This is called striking a mountain to scare the tiger. Princess has scared away thousands of Jin soldiers by herself. You can become a general now."

"Yang Lang, stop bragging. You know my abilities very well. I can only assist and cooperate. I can't kill anyone at all."

"Hehe, princess, there's no need to be modest. Support is also the strongest support."

It would have been better if Yang Chang didn't laugh, but that laughter coupled with his old peasant face made Zhao Fujin feel more and more uncomfortable the more he looked at him.

"Since the Jin army has retreated, let's set off quickly. Let's wash up first when we get to Fengyue Pass. You still look good when you're young."

"Ok?"

Hearing Zhao Fujin's urging, Yang Changlou held her waist and joked: "We are an old couple. Why do you dislike old men when the princess has just regained her youth? I won't agree with that."

"Hate it. After seeing my elder sister and the third sister, I am very curious about what your brother-in-law really looks like. I have to go back and give me face."

"How can that be possible?" Yang Chang was stunned when he heard this, and then he responded jokingly in a boastful way: "My husband is handsome and has unparalleled martial arts skills. Which woman would not be confused when she sees him?"

"How come after your trip to Zhending, Yang Lang has become so slick? You have to be more restrained when you go home. Your sister is in grief over the loss of her husband and son."

"What home are you going back to? I have to go to Zezhou first. We were just joking."

When Zhao Fujin heard this, he realized that the man was joking with him, and then he used his Wind Fire Wheels to fly away.

The graceful figure of her departure caught the eye of Jin army's main general A Lan. He sent people back to the battlefield to check and found that all the bodies had disappeared.

Combined with what I saw just now in the distance, the battlefield was shining with golden light, and I associated it with Zhao Fujin.

After being hit by Xiaolongnu's spell, not a single hair was left on his body. Thinking of Xie Bao whose head was smashed, A Lan suddenly felt much better.

He did not dare to stay in Cizhou. He sent people to inform Nianhan in the rear, and at the same time he carried his nephew's body northward, and only stationed his troops in Xingzhou to rest.

Two days later, on August 15th, is the annual Mid-Autumn Festival in the Han area, which symbolizes reunion and happiness.

With a full moon overhead, Nianhan arrived in Xingzhou before nightfall and was finally reunited with the body of his second son Xiebao. Both of his sons died during this journey south. Although he was extremely angry, he suppressed his temper and did not get angry with A Lan.

"You mean the old farmer riding a cow, who killed nearly a thousand elite cavalrymen from the west without wearing armor, and the little dragon girl who came behind him can fly on fire and use magic to beat people without a trace?"

"Well, especially the little dragon girl. The golden sword she conjured up with magic can not only kill the enemy accurately, but also has an endless supply. She alone can defeat thousands of troops. We are simply not capable of defeating her."

"Since this woman has such abilities, how did you escape? As long as she chases after them with her fire, wouldn't those thousands of cavalrymen also disappear?"

"Yeah." Ah Lan slapped his thigh, "Why didn't I think of that?"

Seeing this, Zhan Xian said coldly: "If magic can kill the enemy, why do all countries maintain so many armies? It's nothing more than a trick. Xiao Longnu may have some skills, but the one who really works must be the old farmer who can fight against a thousand alone. But who is this person? I have never heard of him before."

"Xiao Long Nu often hangs out with Yang Guo. Could this person be Yang Guo? But Yang Guo is young and handsome, and that old farmer..."

"Couldn't it be a disguise?"

"hiss"

Ah Lan's eyes were as bright as bells, and his mind was like a door opened. He couldn't help but say, "Since Yang Guo can disguise himself, brother, do you think it is possible that others can also pretend to be Yang Guo?"

"What do you mean?"

"It is rumored that Yang Guo is a chivalrous hero, but I have never heard of him fighting in battle. However, Yang Chang has long been famous for fighting against thousands of enemies alone. Maybe they are the same person?"

(End of this chapter)