Chapter 175: Qiluo

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"Jade people walked in the snow and Feihong flew freely." The man in black tilted his head and looked at him. "I thought, my name, everyone knows it."
General Feihong? He Rufei?
Hu Yate was terrified and blurted out, "Impossible!"
"Why is it impossible?" The eyes under the mask stared at him, and the corners of his mouth were slightly tickled, seeming to contain endless mocking, "What is impossible?"
Kuyat is the bravest general of the Utopia, but at this moment, he can't help but retreat subconsciously, shouting almost irritably: "Give me! Kill this man, the sovereign is rewarded!"
Countless arrows and figures rushed up, but the masked man easily avoided every blade and arrow that rushed at him. He is like Qinghong flying in the snow, and there is a world between his wings, and there is nothing to trap him. And his sword edge is even more invincible, flying around in the night, it seems that Yusi can also be cut.
Ku Yate had to believe one thing. This was indeed Feihong General He Rufei. No one in the world except He Rufei could be so delicate. Hu Yate never played with He Rufei, but he also heard from the mouth of the defeated Xiqiang people that He Rufei's Qinglang sword could cut off all possible impediments.
But why did He Rufei appear here? He clearly...it's impossible!
Could this be the conspiracy of the Wei people? He Rufei cheated them? These cunning and wicked Wei people!
"I'm going to kill him!" Kuyate hated, shouting at the people around him, "Take my bow and arrow!"
He was going to shoot the big bird that could still fly. He wanted to watch this Feihong fall from the sky, fall to the ground, and finally stepped into the mud by him.
The bow and arrow were handed over to him, and he aimed at the man in black who was surrounded by uto soldiers. He couldn't aim at the target and shouted: "Fool, you all back away a little bit!"
As soon as the voice fell, the arrow in his hand echoed, but he saw several arrows from the depths of the shrubbery, "who swish", which happened to stop his arrow from the middle.
"There are fellow parties! Seize them!"
At this moment, a man wearing a mask of evil spirits jumped out of the shrubbery. With a long laugh, he only lost a barrel-like thing in the direction of the man in black.
The man in black with a sword only grabbed the barrel in midair, and the arrows of the Uto soldiers had suddenly arrived. "General Feihong" moved extremely fast, teaching people to see clearly, only blocking the barrel. In front of him, it seemed like an iron shield.
When the arrow hit the wooden barrel he used as a shield, something like a stream of water came out. The first time Hu Yate saw it, he shouted badly and said, "Stop it! Stop it!"
But even though the archer stopped immediately, the arrows he shot could no longer return. In the blink of an eye, the wooden barrel in General Feihong's hand had been shot into a sieve, and the water burst out of it, sprinkling the entire grain and grass camp. Immediately afterwards, she heard a whistle in her mouth. The sound was clearer. From the bushes, dark all directions, suddenly shot dozens of hundreds of arrows, arrows with fire, fell on the heap of grain covered with oil, With a bang, the fire rose.
I was born and cooked twice, and set fire to this kind of thing. Not long ago, I did it once in Jiyang. He Yan did it again.
Kuyate was very angry, almost spit out a blood, and only ordered everyone to save the fire, killing the murder. But here is not Jiyang, and the rivers are not everywhere. The camping place is not far from the river, but it is definitely not near.
He Yan felt at ease. These anointing oils were the last anointing oil used to make fireworks and firearms in Rundu. Although there was rain tonight, the rain was not heavy, but the wind was very urgent. As long as the wind blows past, don’t worry about the fire. In the end, these camps are in danger.
"Take advantage of it!" He Yan shouted: "Don't retreat, fight!"
The sound of fighting in all directions sounded with the fire. Kuyate looked around, and the big Wei people wearing masks of evil spirits rushed out in all directions, which had already caused Uto soldiers to panic and morale was unstable. At this moment, the grain and grass were burning. The pace of killing the Wei people has been disrupted. Hu Yate almost spit blood.
All this is because He Rufei!
He Rufei... He looked around, didn't see the shadow of He Rufei, he felt a shock in his heart, and said angrily: "Catch He Rufei for me, I will cut off his head personally!"
In the camp, the woman cried in low voices. Suddenly, the curtain was lifted, and two evil-looking faces appeared in the tent.
The women made a short "Ah", and before they could speak, one of them covered her mouth. The man took off the mask and revealed a fierce face with a scar, but not the appearance of the Uto people. He impatiently said: "We are Dawei people, come to save you, put on your clothes, and hurried away."
The women in the tent were all disheveled, and two of them had fallen to the ground, already out of breath. Jiang Jiao looked at it and sighed in his heart. When he came, Kuyat was messing around, doing something inferior to Rundu's female captives. He Yan couldn't delay the burning of grain and grass, so she left, but she didn't put it down after all. As soon as the grain was burned, let them both come and see.
Originally, He Yan felt too soft-hearted, and now looking at the miserable corpse in the camp, Rao Shi Wangba and other bandits also felt unbearable and could not help clenching their fists, insulting the Uto people to be brutal.
Several women silently followed Wang Ba and the two out of the camp. The Uto soldiers were all concentrated on the grain and grass. No one noticed them. Jiang Jiao asked, "Can Brother He stay alone for so long?"
Wang Ba sneered: "He knows more heroes than you and me, he went to rescue other prisoners."
The camp that Da Wei captured was small and broken, and could hardly cover the wind and rain. Dozens of women huddled together, undressed, all mournful, and the tent was full of blood and rotten smell, disgusting. Every time the Uto people ruined these women, the dead were thrown into the river, and most of them lived with scars and were thrown back. After a few days, they repeated the days of life and death until they died.
At first sight, someone came to rescue them, and these women refused to believe their eyes.
"Go," He Yan said: "I will save you out."
A woman headed by a trembling question asked: "Sergeant, what is your name...you...are you General Feihong?"
The mask man didn't move, but Xu Xi took off the mask to reveal a young and handsome face, and his voice was quiet: "No, my name is He Yan, His Majesty Wu Anlang."
...
The tone of the Uto soldiers was completely disrupted. The big Wei people wearing masks were not war-fighting. Seeing that the grain was about to burn up, they turned around and rushed towards the gate. Above the gate, the ropes had long been hung, and countless archers ambushed the tower. Once Uto soldiers approached them, they shot them with the "arrow" borrowed from the Uto people a few days ago.
The Uto people are difficult to move forward, but those evil masked people can retreat.
"They took the captives!" someone shouted.
Huyate jumped like thunder: "A bunch of waste! Even women can't stand!"
Uto soldiers also feel wronged in their hearts. Who would have thought that at the juncture of life and death, someone will pay attention to women who are worthless? But what became the enemy's trophies would only be a dragging thing. If they were put in their uto, even if they were rescued, they would have to be killed. The woman who was defiled by the enemy was not qualified to live in the world.
The captive women can’t wait to die in the enemy camp. How can they think that someone will do everything possible to save these women?
A close hesitant opening said: "I heard that Feihong General He Rufei never hurt a woman. If someone took Dawei's woman, as long as he was there, he would be saved..."
Hu Yat kicked back, "Damn! I said, how could He Rufei come to Rundu!"
The smell of burnt grain and grass came from the wilderness. Uto soldiers carried buckets to water from time to time, but the fire was fierce, but in vain, Kuyate looked to the direction of Rundu City Tower in the distance, countless archers ambushed At high places, arrows with torches fired from time to time as if to warn.
His face was heavy, and he almost bit his teeth: "Rundu...I must step on the smooth and smooth! Let Rundu's young and old dead bones go away!"
...
He Yan was the last one to go to the tower.
To protect those women, pulling the rope back first, she circled the Uto soldiers at the tower, and finally had the opportunity to return to the city, even though the archers forced the Uto people to retreat with arrows, they were still injured.
If there is a war, there will be sacrifices. It is good to keep one life.
The women who had escaped from the enemy camp and sat dead on the tower until they could no longer hear the horns of the Uto people in the distance, did not recover. Slowly covering the face with both hands, howling and crying.
Rundu soldiers on the ground behind the gate had already removed the mask on their faces. After a night of raids, everything was highly tense, and only now does it seem to understand what really happened. Some people are crying, others are laughing, shouting: "We burned their grain! Those Uto people were fools by us, hahaha, we beat Uto people!"
It is natural to exaggerate to say that you have won, but this night attack really won, and it was a great victory. The soldiers and horses killed and wounded by the Uto people were temporarily unknown. The five hundred soldiers brought by He Yan killed 46 people and injured 273 people. This is the best situation for the Rundu people who have been watching for more than a month.
Li Kuang looked at the elite soldiers who had fallen all over the ground and murmured: "It did."
When He Yan took these people with him, Li Kuang's heart actually disagreed. He was almost ready for He Yan and these hundreds of people to survive, but he was going to die. As for burning the grain of the Uto people, Li Kuang also believes that the possibility is extremely small.
But these things that were impossible in his eyes have now become reality. They even brought back the captives captured by the Uto people outside the city.
Li Kuang's heart suddenly ignited new hope. All along, he did not think that the soldiers and horses of Rundu could compete with the Uto people. Thinking that he could only defend the gate and wait for reinforcements. But now He Yan made him see another possibility, what if the Uto people can't afford it? The Uto people have no food and grass, and can't persevere for long, their advantage no longer exists. Nowadays, it's just because of the superiority in numbers, and the number... Didn't the young Wu'an Lang Heyan have fought twice to win the battle with fewer wins?
Thinking of this, Li Kuang looked at He Yan excitedly, and saw that the teenager was sitting against the wall of the building, and had the time to take off his mask. He was looking at the rescued women who were crying together, and Li Kuang could not see He Yan's expression, but can see the smile in the corner of his mouth.
He was very pleased.
In a flash, the picture in front of Li Kuang coincided with the picture in the past. He still vaguely remembered that when he had a battle with He Rufei, who is still a lieutenant general, the same was true of the man, sitting quietly on the ground, watching the soldiers crying or laughing, the sharpness on the battlefield converged, Soft and incredible.
He was really like He Rufei. Li Kuang thought to himself, more precisely, that he was like He Rufei in the past and He Rufei in the past.
"How are you?" Li Kuang walked over.
He Yan raised his head and looked at him, his mouth twitching, "Fortunately, it's a bit tired."
Throughout the night, he and the soldiers had not taken a break, Li Kuang said: "Take a break."
He Yan nodded, stood up, and thought of something to Li Kuang: "The women who were rescued, troubled Master Li, asked people to inquire about their family in the city. If so, please ask the family to bring them home. If there are no family members, please ask the adults to settle them well."
Li Kuang frowned slightly and said nothing.
He Yan seemed to see what he was thinking, and said lightly: "No matter what Master Li thinks, but they are all Wei people, and they are the people of Rundu. As an army general, adults cannot sit back and watch. The battlefield The duty of the people on the spot is just to protect the people in every inch of the country, regardless of the rich or the poor or the rich or the poor, or what they have encountered.
She stared fixedly at Li Kuang, seeming to insist that Li Kuang give her an answer. Li Kuang paused and said, "I know."
He Yan nodded to him: "Thank you."
She walked down the tower.
...
He Yan lives in a house arranged by Zhao Shiming. She is now Wu Anlang, but she can live alone in a house by Wu Anlang's privileges.
She asked the men in the house for a pot of hot water and entered the house. The next person quickly laid the hot water and brought it in. He Yan locked the door, took off the mask, and pulled the clothes off.
He was injured on his back, shoulders, and arms, some of them were bruised by knives and some were by arrows. Last night she was both at the forefront and burned the grains of the Uto people. Hundreds of arrows were really impossible to withdraw from the whole body. Now this is already very good.
She soaked the veil with hot water and wiped the wound a little bit. The wounds on the back and shoulders were the deepest. The previous wounds on the waist were not much-thanks to Lin Shuanghe's Scar Removal and Muscle Cream.
This time at Rundu, she took the rest of the scar-removing skin cream on her body, the wounds on her shoulders and waist were exhausted, and she could no longer dig a little out of the box.
After changing her clean clothes, she looked at herself in the mirror. The teenager in the mirror was pale, and the biggest benefit of the mask and black clothes was that the soldiers could not see the blood and wounds, nor her face. Always move forward, always be the one to inspire morale and stabilize the military.
He Yan looked at her arm, her sleeves were half-stretched, and there was a knife wound on her exposed arm, but the medicine powder she had carried was used up, and she was planning to wrap it directly with white cloth. Someone knocked on the door outside, it was a woman Voice: "Master Xiaohe."
He Yandao: "Please come in."
It was a young and beautiful girl who came in with a smile on her face and a small dimple on her left cheek, making her more charming and lively. She came over and handed He Yan a round bottle and smiled: "I just saw Lord Xiaohe coming in and asked the next person to get hot water. It is estimated that Lord Xiaohe was injured. This is the master weekday With the remaining gold sore medicine, the concubine brought it." Her eyes fell on the scar on He Yan's arm. "Ah," he said, "Master Xiaohe, are you really hurt?"
He Yan smiled: "It's just a minor injury, nothing."
"That wouldn't work." The girl came forward and tried to get closer. She seemed to be aware of the special status. She didn't dare to go too close. She stood on the side to exhort her: "Small injuries can't be cured, it will cause serious injuries." This is the case with my old man. Sometimes he is injured on the battlefield, too lazy to ignore it, and it becomes difficult to think about it when he becomes an old injury."
He Yan looked at her young Jiaoli's face and felt for a while, she knew this girl, this girl is Li Kuang's favorite concubine, named Qi Luo. When she and Li Kuang dealt with the Xiqiang people here, Qiluo knew her well. Just because this girl is extremely clever and would like to please Li Kuanghuan, at that time He Yan was thinking, if she was a man, she was afraid to spoil such a girl wholeheartedly.
At that time, Qiluo was only 16 years old, very young, and his face was round. Three or four years later, she grew a little longer, her childishness dissipated, and her round face turned into an oval face. The dimples on her left cheek and the sweet smile had not changed.
"Master Xiaohe, what are you looking at me for?" Qiluo touched his face, his eyes rolled, and said crisply: "I look good, and my favorite is my adult."
He Yan couldn't help but laugh out loud, Qiluo loved to show off the words that day, and still loves to show off the words now. This sentence made her seem to be back in those days.
"What are you laughing at?" Qi Luo asked, "Did I look ugly?"
"No, no," He Yan waved his hand. "Just remembered some past events."
At that time, Qiluo was too cute and clever, so He Yan couldn't help but think of her as her younger sister. Although she has a sister named He Xinying, because of the intricate relationship of the He family, He Xinying is not close to her. At that time, looking at Qi Luosheng's beauty, her temperament was clever and clever, just because Qi Luo was not worth it. If such a girl wanted to get married, she should also find a young man with a similar appearance to her. And Li Kuang, it is not that He Yan looks down on this colleague. It is true that Li Kuang can be Qiluo's father at his age.
At that time, Qiluo grinned with his cheeks, and said to He Yan: "My family is for others, Lieutenant General He, a talented young talent, how can he marry someone?" Be a wife. If you are a wife to another domestic slave, you will still be a servant after giving birth to a child. And being a servant and holding your nose, you will lose your life if you accidentally annoy your master. What good is it."
"It's better to follow the old man, eat and wear warm clothes, I only have to please the old man, and I will never be afraid that others will bully me. The things you said are all false, I only take this as an errand and be the concubine of the old man. This errand is easier than doing the errands you said. And the master is direct and does not like to bend around. I don’t have to be intriguing with him. It’s very good."
"Deputy He and you are both the people who protect the great Wei people. They are heroes. I am the concubine of the master. I am a heroic woman. I don't think there is anything wrong with it. I am now living much better than before. My life I don’t have any wish, I hope that ten years later, I will still be my favorite concubine room. I hope that after ten years, I will not be old, and no other vixen will come to grab my pet’s love and pity. So, I am very grateful to the goddess of Guanyin."
He Yan felt at the time that the girl was quite transparent, and asked for benevolence and benevolence. Everyone had their own ideas. In a day like Qiluo, she felt happy and happy.
Today, it seems that I don’t know for ten years, but after three years, it seems that she is still Li Kuang’s favorite concubine, and she carries them in Rundu.
She bowed her head and smiled, and sprinkled the medicine powder brought by Qiluo on the wound on her arm. Qiluo looked at it curiously and couldn't help saying: "Master Xiaohe, you are not too old when you look at it, how is it like my master, Didn't you say anything when you used the medicine? Don't you warriors know that it hurts?"
"It's not painless," He Yan said: "I think your grandfather should be very painful when he takes medicine, but in front of the girl, I'm sorry to call it out."
Qiluo laughed: "Master Xiaohe, you are really interesting to talk."
He Yan finished the powder and returned the bottle to Qiluo, saying: "Miss Qiluo, thank you for your wounded drug."
Qiluo took the bottle and didn't leave immediately. He just looked at He Yan and said, "Master Xiaohe, it hurts me a little. You don't have to thank me. I want to say thank you."
"Thank you?"
"Thank you for coming up with a clever plan last night, burning the grain of the Uto people and giving us a bad breath. Thank you for saving those women."
She lowered her head and smiled helplessly, "I know those women who were taken away by Uto, if they weren't you last night, they wouldn't be able to go back to Rundu alive. No one would care about their lives, even if they were masters. Leading soldiers in person will not control their life and death, but you are not the same." She looked at He Yan, her eyes bright, "You brought them back, and none of them missed. I originally thought, how could there be If you are young, you will have your majesty’s official? You must have been on the battlefield before, what a bargain."
"Now I don't think so. You are different from them. You are a good person and a real hero."