Invincible son

Chapter 952 951 [Crossing the River]

The wind is howling, the blood is burning.

All the way to the south, desperately running away.

This place is only eight or nine miles away from the military station. I used to think that I could walk there, but now it seems that I can never reach it.

Yang Ding's breathing was very steady. Even after going through a difficult fight, he was not injured at all, and the red color on his sleeves was the blood of barbarians.

There are six comrades beside them. The young man named Cui Shunde has been buried forever in the land behind them, just like Liu Gu and Gu Si'an who took the initiative to assassinate the barbarian leader.In fact, everyone knew in their hearts that even if they could kill the barbarian leader, they would definitely not be able to survive the siege of hundreds of barbarians.

That was a rough plan, a charge that was doomed to death.

In less than a quarter of an hour, Yang Ding lost three comrades. Their sacrifices only brought him a distance of less than twenty feet.

In such a difficult situation, he suddenly thought of his father, Yang Yingji, the experienced officer of the Northern Battalion of the Beijing Army, a middle-aged man with a cold and stubborn personality who was not liked by others.

From childhood to adulthood, he spent very little time with his father, because his father was on business all the year round, and he would be ostracized wherever he went, and then he had to wander around, until he was transferred to the Longbow Camp in the Western Region before he settled down.Tang Youzhi, Marquis of Jining, who was the head coach of the Longbow Camp at the time, valued Yang Yingji very much, and he did not doubt his employment.

However, Yang Ding knew that his father was not happy, because apart from Tang Youzhi's care, he was still not recognized by others in the Longbow Camp.Even though those people were polite on the surface, it was hard to hide the alienation and disgust in their eyes.

Although the father and son get together less and leave more, Yang Yingji never relaxes his encouragement and teaching to Yang Ding. No matter where he is, he will send as many letters back as possible.

In the eyes of outsiders, Yang Yingji, who can't communicate at all, never intentionally poses as a strict father in front of Yang Ding. Instead, he will calmly discuss issues with his son, and will even truthfully tell him what happened outside.

In today's era of ethics, such a father-son relationship is extremely rare.

Because of this, Yang Ding didn't become a dandy who walks around, nor did he develop a temperament of self-pity and self-pity.

When Yang Ding reached the minimum age for joining the army at the age of sixteen, the father and son had a long and frank talk.

From Yang Yingji's point of view, he naturally hoped that Yang Ding could enter the Northern Camp of the Beijing Army.

He never thought of using power for personal gain at all, but purely admired Pei Yue's ability and the ethos of Beiying, especially the Tibetan front guard who had been tempered by the flames of war, in his opinion, he could be called a model of elites in all battles.

However, Yang Ding took the initiative to ask to go to the northern border.

"Why?" Yang Yingji didn't get angry, but asked in puzzlement.

Yang Ding replied sincerely and firmly: "Father is now an official in Beiying. Pei Hou and other generals respect you very much. My son knows that my father will not take care of you personally because of this, but other people may not be able to treat everyone equally. Therefore, my son I want to go to the bitter and cold place in the extreme north to experience, strengthen my body and inspire my spirit, just like my ancestors did to guard the frontier for Daliang."

Yang Yingji didn't say any more, and raised his hand to pat him on the shoulder as a sign of encouragement.

As a result, the second team of Beishan Military Station had a newcomer.

Yang Ding did not expect the experience to come so suddenly and cruelly.

Now it is not just a matter of fleeing for their lives, they must send back the news of the barbarian invasion to the south, so that the military depot and even the Xuanhua camp can be prepared as soon as possible.

After entering a small path in the mountains, Zhang De gasped and roared, "It's not an option to go on like this!"

Chen Dan gritted his teeth and said, "We can't let Liu Da and old Gu Bai die, we have someone go back and stop them. Yang Ding, remember what Liu Da said to you!"

These pawns have lived together for many years, and they have already formed a certain tacit understanding, and the others immediately understood Chen Dan's thoughts.Now someone must break the back, try to stop those crazy barbarians, and buy time for Yang Ding to retreat.

The current situation is different from before.

At that time, Liu Gu was still there, so they had the backbone, so they could show a calm attitude.But now it's hard to fight for a glimmer of life, who doesn't have a thought in their hearts?
Who wants to die bravely if they can survive?
After Chen Dan clarified his words, even if some people were depressed, no one objected, because they knew that since Yang Ding was the son of the Duke's mansion, he might be able to speak up in front of General Ge Shu, so that they could be guaranteed It's worth dying for.

Whether it is 30 taels of pension silver or illusory military achievements, it can bring a little hope after all.

At this time, a scene that was beyond everyone's expectations happened. Yang Ding, who had only been in the Beishan Military Station for half a year, suddenly stopped, turned to face the barbarians, and said loudly: "Chen Dan, I can't learn your skills. It's even worse if you survive." Useful! Please tell my father, Yang Ding is not filial!"

Zhang De was dumbfounded, and scolded: "You son of a bitch, you've only touched knives for half a year, what kind of hero are you pretending to be! Come back to me!"

Yang Ding said with a smile: "My family's ancestor is Duke Ning of Great Liang. In terms of martial arts cultivation, you are no match for me!"

Before he finished speaking, he stepped forward with a pair of long legs and slashed towards the barbarians who were rushing forward.

Opportunities were fleeting on the battlefield, Chen Dan watched Zhang De and other comrades turn around one after another, couldn't help tearing his eyes, almost gritted his teeth, let out a mournful roar, and then ran towards the south without looking back .

The barbarians also did not expect that an immature young man would dare to come back, but such a heroic act was no different from sending him to death.The barbarian was tall and long-armed. Facing Yang Ding who was rushing up, a cruel smile appeared on his face. He stretched out his arms to block like a hunter, and at the same time clenched his right fist to gain momentum.

The moment the two sides approached, they saw that Yang Ding suddenly became short and appeared in front of the barbarian in a half-squatting posture.When the opponent was slightly distracted, his feet and waist suddenly exerted strength, and he jumped up like a lion and tiger, holding the handle of the knife firmly with both hands, and the sharp waist knife went from bottom to top, directly cutting through the animal skin on the opponent's body, At the same time, an extremely deep and extremely long wound was drawn.

Disemboweled!
The barbarian stared blankly in front of him, then fell to the ground.

"Okay!" Zhang De, who was rushing after him, couldn't help roaring.

Blood sprayed Yang Ding all over his face, but he just wiped it casually, and then rushed into the barbarian crowd without fear.

The mountain road was narrow and less than ten feet wide. Liang Jun's team used Yang Ding as the tip of their sword, and the rest protected his flanks, unexpectedly blocking the pace of the barbarians' pursuit.

Zhang De became more and more surprised during the fight. Although he knew that Yang Ding likes to hide, he still didn't expect him to be so brave. It seems that these young generals do have some real skills.

Yang Ding pursed his lips tightly, not letting the breath in his chest dissipate. He endured the continuous attacks from the barbarians, and he never gave up an inch.

Time passed bit by bit, he didn't know how many knives he swung, and he only had eyes on those ferocious barbarians, and he didn't even have time to pay attention to the screams of his comrades around him.

His vision gradually became blurred, and he seemed to see the barbarian leader striding towards him in a trance.

He also saw the torn cloth strips wrapped around the other party's waist, which were stained with bright red blood.

He laughed silently, the waist knife was curled up, his hands were already loose, he still stubbornly raised the knife with all his strength, and slashed at the barbarian leader.

Then he was beaten to death by the opponent's palm.

I don't know how long it took, maybe a few hours, maybe a few days and nights, when Yang Ding woke up from his coma, he found himself in a simple and spacious wooden house.He just moved a little, and the pain in his body came like a tide. Even so, he still endured the pain and looked around.

There were quite a few people in the wooden house, some of them were dressed in girder-style military uniforms, some were dressed as ordinary civilians, and most of them looked terrified and tired.

"Are you awake?" A familiar voice came from beside my ear.

Yang Ding turned his head to look, a surge of surprise welled up in his heart, and shouted: "Brother Zhang, you are still alive!"

Zhang De sighed: "There are only two of us left. If that kid Chen Dan can escape, there should be three."

Sadness welled up in Yang Ding's eyes, and he asked again, "What place is this?"

Zhang De said solemnly: "Wasteland."

Yang Ding was slightly taken aback, then came to his senses, and said in disbelief: "What exactly do the barbarians want to do?"

Only then did he realize that his and Zhang De's hands and feet were tightly bound.

Zhang De pouted around and said in a low voice, "The barbarians probably want to bring us back to the wilderness and become their slaves to do things for them."

Yang Ding only felt that it was extremely absurd, and at the same time, a strong uneasiness surged in his heart.

If it is true what Zhang De said, these barbarians are definitely not out-of-human savages, they obviously have great ambitions!

(End of this chapter)