The Legend of Swing Sword and Execution of Demons

Chapter 725
South-central Northland.

The wind blew the grass and the horses appeared.

The horses are the horses of Wuyangyang's [-]-horse Wala Cavalry Company.

After capturing the city of Ulanbata, the Oara army was able to penetrate further into the hinterland of central and northern Zhongzhou, but they postponed their southern invasion and did not advance blindly.

Instead, they imitated the military system of Zhongzhou, and the Wara cavalry, consisting of a company of two hundred cavalry, roamed the large grasslands in the central and southern part of the Northland from time to time.

Jin can observe the latest trends of the "friendly neighbors" in the south and discover new opportunities for invasion.

When retreating, the patrol cavalry and reconnaissance scouts in Zhongzhou can be beaten hard to guard against the counterattack secretly brewing in Zhongzhou.

This cavalry team is one of the twenty companies that have been active on the vast grassland recently.

It was past noon, and after drinking mare's milk wine by the stream and eating the dry food they carried with them, such as air-dried beef and chopped highland barley cakes, the cavalrymen washed their faces with cold water and felt refreshed after the horses had eaten and drank enough. On the ground, the horse returns to Ulaanbaat City to complete the handover.

After about fifty breaths, the cavalrymen could no longer even see the dust and grass kicked up by their horses.

An adult falcon, which had been out hunting for a long time but had found nothing, landed near the stream and stood on the bank of the stream to replenish water.

That is to say, in recent days, there have been many people coming and going on the grassland and constant fighting, which has greatly increased the time it takes to search for food.

The hawk pecked and drank, and after taking two sips of water, it shook its head and flapped its feathers, as if it wanted to get rid of the fatigue and worries of the day.

On the occasion of his fourth drink, he blinked and took a closer look. There was something swimming close to him in the stream.

Probably feeling God's blessing, the hawk was reluctant to miss the prey presented to it, so it immediately leaned over and lowered its beak.

Although in this vast northern land, apart from humans, the falcon has no natural enemies, its agility as a predator still allows it to discern the crisis of life and death when its beak touches the water.

The hawk didn't waste any time. When it was about to lift its head down, its wings suddenly spread out and it was about to leave the ground and away from the stream.

Whoops!
A hand synchronized with the beak of the harrier eagle leaving the water and piercing the water!

The fingertips are almost touching the tip of the beak!

But in the blink of an eye, the hand grabbed the bird's neck faster than the hawk could lift its neck and take off!

The panicked falcon opened its mouth and wanted to scream, but instinctively retracted its head to avoid the hunter's grasp!

However, this was its last struggle for survival.

The next moment, the hand seemed to have grown longer, and he easily grasped the key point on the falcon's neck with a hook!
Without any delay, there was a click and the life was cut off!
The hawk's neck was crooked, its head was drooped, and it couldn't make a sound until it died!

After all, they still have natural enemies on the grassland.

That is human beings!
Ever since humans appeared on this grassland, the falcons have known very well that the day they come into close contact with humans, they will either become their prey or become their pets.

And this falcon probably couldn't imagine that humans, who usually relied on bows and arrows to punish the beast, could easily take its life with one hand.

"Sorry... it's hard to find food here. We're also hungry. It's been almost a day..."

The owner of that hand jumped out of the water while capturing the falcon, and in a hoarse voice muttered something to the dead thing in his hand.

His voice sounded hoarse and raw, as if he hadn't spoken for a long time and was getting used to the feeling of speaking again.

And there was more than one person hiding in the stream.

Another man flew ashore soon after.

Both of them were wet, and the time they spent in the stream was definitely not short.

They were all dressed in animal skins and linen clothes mixed and dragged on the ground. Their hair that did not reach the shoulders was tied into small braids and fell heavily. After most of the two pictures were covered, it was still easy to see that the wrinkled face had been soaked to the point of not being visible. , but swollen and white.

The cavalry of the cavalry company that had just left were basically dressed like this.

But in comparison, the faces of these two people looked particularly lifeless. If they lay still, they would definitely be treated as drowned people.

Are these two drowned people also from Wala?
But if they were also Oara people, why would they avoid the Oara Cavalry Company?
Are they going to betray Wala?

Or are they Zhongzhou spies who have broken into the Wala military camp?
……

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crackle crackle crackle!

The starry sky blinked quietly, and a bonfire danced furtively.

Under the stars, in front of the bonfire, two people were warming themselves and grilling food on the edge of a tall boulder.

Both of them had loose braided hair and were only wearing thin inner linings. The rest of their clothes were spread out on the boulder.

The food grilled on the campfire has no head and two wings. It is a raptor with a large head and body.

These two people were clearly the two suspected Walas who jumped out of the stream in the afternoon and attacked and killed a falcon.

However, compared to a few hours ago, the two of them had already moved closer to the south, almost a hundred miles away.

This kind of walking speed is really not very fast, but if you have to stop and hide along the way to avoid being discovered by the Wala Cavalry Company, and travel entirely on foot, such a distance is already quite considerable.

On September [-]th, at night, the wind in the north was blowing from north to south in a coordinated manner.

This allowed the two of them to find this boulder that could cover themselves and have a good view in the downdraft, light a fire, and spend a warm and safe night.

There is no doubt that the hearts of these two people do not belong to Wala.

If they could get wings, the two of them could not wait to fly back to the Zhongzhou camp right now, and fight back together with their compatriots to drive out the foreigners!It's a pity that the two of them didn't have wings, so they could only stay here temporarily and roast their eagle wings.

The autumn wind brings a chill.

Fortunately, the swaying fire cluster brought some heat.

The two bodies seemed to be forced closer by the cold.

In front of the fire, the face under the messy hair looked obviously different from the two faces on the bank of the stream in the afternoon.

Not only are there no wrinkles at all, but I also look younger.

One person looks thin and stern, while the other person looks slim and pretty.

These two people were actually a man and a woman.

Jiang Yichen and Leng Mei are also skilled in the art of disguise.

More than ten days ago, after Jiang Yichen, Leng Mei, Si'er, and Piao Ying separated from the Qingtian Clan and Huanyue Palace, they bumped into the Zhongzhou scout team heading south on their way north, and they made a division of labor with Si'er and Piao Ying. .

Si'er and Piaoying escorted the scout team to meet up with Qingtian and Huanyue Palace.

Jiang Yichen and Leng Mei, who were faster on their feet, continued to go north, firstly to see if they could help their friends who were forced to scatter and flee, and secondly to wait for an opportunity to investigate the enemy's situation.

On the way, they fed back the situation to Luo Piaoling through the Anbu they met, and soon received a reply saying "Sneak into the enemy group to detect intelligence."

So, it took them two days to complete the disguise and infiltrate.

It took another seven days to complete the intelligence collection and escaped by feigning death in a small-scale encounter with the Zhongzhou Army.

In order to avoid the patrols of two companies of Walas cavalry that were passing by, the two of them suddenly jumped into a stream flowing in the southeast and escaped.

After hiding in the water for most of the day, the two of them were already starving. Fortunately, they bumped into a falcon that fed them. Otherwise, it would be difficult to find something to eat in the vast northern land.

Afraid of having their whereabouts exposed, the two people did not dare to stay where they were after landing. While exercising and steaming their clothes, they drove nearly a hundred miles before finally finding this peaceful place.

"Hey, it's almost done."

Leng Mei, who was leaning on Jiang Yichen's arm, pushed him lazily with half-closed eyes, as if afraid that he would fall asleep due to the roasting.

Jiang Yichen seemed to be waking up from his sleep. Yiyan carefully picked up a wooden stick and poked left and right on the body of the falcon on the fire rack, and finally said: "Not even..."

After only saying two words, Jiang Yichen felt as if phlegm was stuck in his throat. He coughed slightly, tried hard to clear his throat, and said: "It's still a little bit hot, crispy on the outside but not tender on the inside."

Although she had gradually become more fluent, her stumbling conversation still cheered up Leng Mei. She looked sideways and asked with concern: "Oops, isn't it the root of the disease?"

Jiang Yichen turned his head and coughed twice more, then looked back at Leng Mei and said, "No, no, I'm not just pretending. I've been mute for seven days. I haven't gotten used to it yet. Just say more." look."

The two looked at each other at a distance of a fist. Leng Mei heard that the second half of Jiang Yichen's words turned out to be a little more fluent, and then she nodded with peace of mind. Then her nose touched the other's nose, and she pretended to laugh. : "Who told you that you can't speak Wara language?"

"I didn't expect that you, you could even speak Walai." Sensing the carelessness of the woman in front of him and the warmth on his nose, Jiang Yichen suddenly said, "What if, what if, I really can't speak anymore?" Do it? Or maybe I stuttered."

Leng Mei blinked and asked, "If you can't speak or stutter, can you still eat?"

The answer he received had nothing to do with what he had imagined. Jiang Yichen was a little dumbfounded and said blankly: "Is it okay to eat?"

Leng Mei smiled slyly as she succeeded in her subterfuge, and said: "That's alright, it doesn't matter whether you speak or not. Anyway, you have a stupid mouth and can't say anything good. As long as you can still eat, I won't let you You’re hungry.”

Although it was an unexpected answer, Jiang Yichen enjoyed this feeling extremely and smiled a little silly.

Especially when he saw the face that was almost right in front of him.

When she smiles, her face has a girlish look in the spring breeze. When she doesn't smile, she stares coldly at people, but it also makes people feel intellectual and gentle.

Because of this, when she was still the number one female killer in the Demon Palace, Leng Mei always covered her face, only showing her eyes.

Fortunately, when those cold eyes are staring directly at others, they still have a certain deterrent effect. At least they can make people feel guilty and creepy. Otherwise, Leng Mei would have to accept Long Duoduo's suggestion to make a door evil ghost mask and wear it to pretend to be evil. .

Seeing someone's stupidity, Leng Mei had no choice but to whisper "Idiot" and put her head on Jiang Yichen's forehead, knocking him out of his stupid state.

He turned to point to the grill and said, "Are you going to burn it?"

Jiang Yichen reluctantly pulled his soul back to its original position and confirmed, "It's almost done."

After saying that, he started to take off the skewered eagle meat from the fire rack. As his eyes moved, he caught a glimpse of an unexpectedly revealing charm. He then felt that his left elbow, which had been held in Leng Mei’s arms just now, was still slightly wet. Jiang Yichen's heart moved slightly and his movements slowed down.

Facing Leng Mei's questioning gaze, she forced herself to speak: "This eagle meat is roasted. We have been soaking in the water for a long time. Both faces are soaked and useless. We need to take off our underwear." Bake and bake to avoid getting cold? Besides, you have been bundled up so tightly these days to pretend to be a man, will it make you uncomfortable?"

The tips of Leng Mei's ears curled up after hearing this, and she turned to stare at Jiang Yichen and said, "You kid, you don't stutter much now."

Having said that, Leng Mei had no intention of refusing at all.

Although the two of them had often slept together in the same bed since they met again in Fujian, and Jiang Yichen had never been close to her, there really was no time and opportunity to catch a glimpse of the beautiful woman's beauty in such a bright and clear way.

Under the moonlight, it can be seen that Leng Mei has a slender neck, delicate collarbones, and smooth and white skin like snow.

Her eyes are like autumn water, her eyebrows are like slender willows, her nose is like natural jade, and her lips are as round and round as the first fruit of Jiangning peach tree.

The swaying firelight added two rosy glows to his face, making him shy and charming.

Thinking that he had the beauty's tacit consent, Jiang Yichen swallowed unconsciously, his Adam's apple rolling up and down, and started serving him himself~
　One battalion in this book = 300~500 troops.

　　A company has about 100 to 300 troops.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)