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Chapter 87: Returning with the Dead Body Wrapped in Horsehide

"Bah-"

The barbarian captain found an opportunity and slashed the fat Sheng Dynasty general in front of him with a knife. The sharp blade tore through the armor, cut the skin and muscles, and was finally stopped by the hard bones, leaving a groove.

The other party found the right moment and also cut with a knife.

The sword techniques were so flexible that even though he was an internal organ warrior, he only managed to dodge it, leaving a shallow scar on his face.

"roll!"

The barbarian commander swung his sword again, forcing the enemy to retreat, then reined in his horse and rode away without any desire to fight.

This fat captain is really amazing.

He had perfected his bone training and was able to match his internal organs training skills with so many moves. His swordsmanship was so proficient that he didn't look like someone at the bone training level at all.

If you want to kill it, it will probably take a lot of effort.

He's out of time.

The young general on white horse rushed towards the base camp.

Although I don't know where a bone-training warrior gets the courage from, and there is a high probability that he will be surrounded and killed, he still has to rush back.

The Ninth Prince is the Khan's most beloved youngest son.

If something unexpected really happens.

The heads of the entire Xihe tribe are not enough to make amends.

"Om-"

Just as he turned around, the sound of the blade was heard again.

"Do you want to die so badly?!"

The barbarian commander was furious. He blocked the attack with a knife and then turned it into a slash, tearing another gash in the opponent's body. His left fist was like a siege hammer, smashing into the chest.

Wang Zhi fell off his horse and his horse fled in fright.

"Cough cough..."

He spat out a mouthful of blood, climbed up immediately without feeling any pain, and threw out the Mo Dao in his hand, cutting off the hoof of the warhorse of the captain who wanted to return to the camp.

"hiss--"

The horses screamed.

The barbarian commander jumped up on his horse's back and landed steadily.

He was furious and knew he had to kill the man.

Back at the base camp, there are some people who have completed bone training, and with the two thousand left behind, it should not be a problem for them to deal with a young centurion. Even if they cannot fight him alone, they can at most surround and kill him in a matter of minutes.

Maybe he was worrying too much before.

"I'm really useless..."

Wang Zhi wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, picked up a scimitar from the ground, and chopped down the barbarian cavalry who attacked from behind. Then he had to face the welding knife of the Lianzang general. He estimated that he could hold out for another ten rounds and would be dead.

the other side.

After the small chariot suspension formation lost its two sharpest blades, its combat effectiveness dropped to the bottom.

Of the ten people, only six are left.

Zhuang Yi had already been stabbed three times, and even if he was not hit in vital parts, he was already at the end of his strength.

Fang Buping and Zhao Qiao were also seriously injured.

Xu Bin and Zhu Tong were not seriously injured, but their qi and blood were exhausted and they would soon become fish meat.

"Uncle Zhao, this death is worth it!"

Zhuang Yi tried his best to maintain the formation: "It's better than being bullied to death."

"It's a pity that the stone..."

Zhao Qiao has the weakest cultivation level, and he is alive today thanks to the care.

The battlefield was filled with swords and sabers, and they didn't even have time to say their last words.

It's basically a death situation.

Exactly at this time.

A murderous voice rang out: "Stop it!"

Only the rear area can be seen.

A white horse slowly moved forward.

On horseback.

Chen Sanshi held a gun in one hand and a sword in the other, holding the half-dead Prince Yuwen in his arms. Wherever he passed, the dense barbarian cavalry automatically made way for him to pass, and no one dared to act rashly.

"you……"

The pupils of the barbarian commander kept trembling, as if he suspected that he was hallucinating.

There were several bone-training warriors left in the military camp.

Are they all... trash?!
This wasn't negligence on his part, he was just training his bones, how could this be possible!

"Stop it all!"

The barbarian commander had no choice but to shout, "Stop it, everyone!"

The extremely chaotic battlefield suddenly became silent.

"Who is this?"

Wang Zhi was standing alone with his sword, not quite understanding the situation.

Chen Sanshi rushed back to the base camp just to capture this man alive?
"Your Highness!"

Hear the barbarians address the hostages.

Wang Zhi certainly understood.

This is such a bitch.

Looks like a prince!

What the hell!

Xihe tribe is comparable to Poyang, and is also a barbarian place with no one to live in. How could there be a prince there? !
"Great! We've caught all the Barbarian Khan's bastards!"

Zhu Tong laughed out loud.

Among all the people, he was the only one who did not feel the slightest bit of tension from beginning to end. He just focused on swinging the hammer, and as he was hitting, he vaguely felt the threshold of breakthrough.

As for death, by the time he realized he was about to die, Chen Sanshi had already brought the Ninth Prince back to save them.

To him, everything was peaceful.

"What a big heart..."

Xu Bin was extremely envious, his heart still in his throat.

There’s only one step left!

All of them will be killed by the swords!

"Let us go!"

Chen Sanshi said in a deep voice.

They were just a group of two hundred households of night guards.

Compared with the prince's life, it is worthless.

“Save me…save me!”

Prince Yuwen Nine's face turned pale, and he said tremblingly: "Captain, save me!"

"Okay, you can go!"

The Barbarian Chief said in a restrained tone: "But the rest of you must stay!"

"Don't negotiate with me!"

Chen Sanshi glanced at them and said, "There are seven of us, no one can be missing! If one person is missing, I will chop off one of his fingers first!"

"Don't... don't chop off my fingers, I still need to practice sword skills!"

The Ninth Prince had tears in his eyes and regretted having to go out to fight.

Why are all the people in Dasheng so tough?

A general of similar age to him could charge into the enemy camp and capture the main general. It's so terrifying!
That Sun Xiangzong must be a monster with three heads and six arms!
"Why don't you give them orders right away?!"

Chen Sanshi tightened the blade of his sword.

"what--"

The Ninth Prince was so frightened that he screamed, "I don't know your name, Captain, but listen to him and let them go. If I lose even one finger, my father will massacre your Xihe tribe!"

"Everyone, get away!"

The barbarian commander gave the order.

Chen Sanshi reunited with a few others: "Take the bodies of our dead brothers with you!" From the time he made up his mind to the time he completed his goal of capturing the prince alive, it actually only took a few minutes.

A few minutes.

Four of the people brought out died.

Among them were Li Dazhi and Xia Erniu, who were under his command.

There will inevitably be sacrifices when killing enemies on the battlefield.

There's nothing to be pretentious about.

If there is really no chance, then so be it. But since there is a chance, it is better to try to bring the body back.

"it is good!"

Zhu Tong and Fang Buping immediately did as they were told and asked for two horses to carry the corpses.

"You still have the time to move the bodies?"

The barbarian commander's fists were clenched until they turned white.

"Back off!"

Without even needing Chen Sanshi to teach him, the Ninth Prince took the initiative to give the order: "No one is allowed to follow, retreat two miles, two miles!!!"

Grass……

Chen Sanshi cursed this coward in his heart, wondering if he would help shout to open the city gate if he took him to Yuwen's capital.

of course.

It’s much easier to deal with opponents of this kind.

"Back off!"

Commanded by a thousand barbarian commanders.

Chen Sanshi and six other men rode horses and returned along the same route.

It's a journey of four hundred miles, and we can no longer go at full speed like we did when we came here.

Walking from late night to dawn, and from dawn to dark night, missing the agreed meeting time.

……

Poyang.

Great Wall.

"Sir, Ye Bu is back!"

"Oh?"

Zhao Kang climbed up to the lookout tower and spent a lot of time confirming the other party's identity, and allowed the other party to come to the city wall for further inspection.

He keenly noticed something was wrong: "Why are there fewer people? Captain Chen and Captain Wang haven't come back yet?"

"I don't know."

In the darkness, one could not see the expression on Luo Dongquan's face: "We have agreed to meet at midnight, but there is no sign of him yet. We can't just keep waiting, can we? Zhao Kang, open the door immediately. We have important information to report to the captain!"

"understood."

Zhao Kang ordered: "Open the city gate!"

"Om-long——"

The heavy city gate opened.

More than twenty riders returned to the territory and headed straight towards the military camp.

Only Liu Jinkui stayed behind and shouted to the city wall: "Captain Zhao, thank you for keeping an eye on them. Maybe Old Wang and Old Chen will be back soon!"

"Okay, don't worry."

Zhao Kang agreed on the surface but sighed secretly.

Unless there is a major accident, it is basically impossible to delay the reunion.

And this accident meant being discovered by the barbarian cavalry...

The possibility of coming back is very slim.

……

"Second uncle!"

Song Yan rode his horse closer to the deputy captain and whispered, "Did something happen to Master Chen and the others?"

"how could I know?"

Luo Dongquan sneered: "It's bad if something happens, you just happen to be qualified as a substitute striker!"

"Uncle, I can't do this..."

Song Yan had no fighting spirit: "The gap between me and Master Chen is too big. He has already mastered the bone training method, while I have only achieved a small success in blood training."

"Four months of training blood is a slow process?!"

Luo Dongquan said with resentment: "You are no worse than most people, you just met a monster! After he dies, it is a foregone conclusion that you will join the Eight Great Camps."

The less talented a person is, the more he wants to fight.

Take his nephew as an example.

If you stay in Poyang County, the upper limit may be refining the internal organs.

But if you go to the Inspector General's Mansion, even outer disciples can achieve the state of Hua Jin, at least Hua Jin, and the upper limit may be even higher!

How can I not fight?
As for what Xiang Tingchun said...

He believes at most half of it!
What Your Majesty is targeting the Governor's Office?

Does it make sense?

Even if it's not for the forward selection.

Also to cut the weeds and eradicate the roots!

When doing things, you must do them thoroughly.

"Yan'er, do you think I've gone too far? Do you think it's totally unnecessary to go to the point of life and death?"

Luo Dongquan smiled bitterly and said, “Let me tell you a story.

"Many years ago, when the young Lord Yan went to Beijing to take the imperial examination, he accidentally bumped into a third-rank official of the court.

"The senior official didn't really do anything to him. He just called Lord Yan a country dog.

"Fifteen years later, Lord Yan came to power and found a reason to implicate the senior official in a major case. Not only did he confiscate his property and exile him, he also deliberately sold his daughters to the cheapest brothel...

“Perhaps Chen Sanshi will forget the unpleasantness in the future, or maybe he won’t, but I can’t gamble and leave it to fate.

"So, do you understand?"

Song Yan thought for a moment, "I see."

"Ah."

Luo Dongquan nodded with relief.

A few months ago, when he tried to trick Chen Sanshi into giving up his qualification to be selected as a forward, even if the grudge was formed, even if there was only a one in ten thousand chance that he would retaliate against him, he had to put an end to it!

It's better than hearing one day that a great general has emerged from the Eight Camps and becoming increasingly worried.

Fortunately, it's all over!
"A large army is about to attack Poyang, you must perform well when the time comes!"

Luo Dongquan explained.

……

Military settlement, residence.

In the dark and cold yard, there were two lanterns hanging and a charcoal fire burning.

Gu Xinlan and the pregnant woman Tong sat around the charcoal fire, quietly waiting for news.

Sun Li was practicing swordplay in the yard.

"Why haven't you heard from me for several days? No matter what you did in the past, you would at least leave a definite message."

Tong said nervously, "My guy has never fought in a war... But fortunately he's with your Shi Ge'er, so nothing should happen to him, right?"

"Ah."

Gu Xinlan clasped her hands tightly together: "It must be okay."

Yebushou is a confidential mission, so naturally the family members will not be informed.

Sun Li knew, but she couldn't say it, so she just comforted him, "Don't worry, with Junior Brother's realm, few people in Poyang can do anything to him."

"boom!"

The voice just fell.

The gate to the yard was knocked open.

Sun Buqi said in a panic: "Sister, something happened! I was guarding in the military camp and saw with my own eyes the other two teams of soldiers coming back from outside the city, but Sanshi was the only one missing!"

(End of this chapter)