The Southern Song Dynasty began with the apprenticeship of Huang Shang

Chapter 90
Song Huilin nodded and said, "Okay, young master, I will listen to you."

After Song Huilin finished speaking, she was dragged forward by Yang Chengye.

Song Huilin was held by Yang Chengye, her heart was agitated, her cheeks were red and hot.

At the same time, she thought of all the things along the way, as well as the scene of walking in Yang Chengye's arms, and she felt even more ashamed.

Looking at Yang Chengye's sharp facial features and his not-so-strong back, thoughts flooded his mind.

Yang Chengye's lightness kung fu was superb, and without making a sound, he rushed to the outskirts of the Tatar tribe when it was dark, and found a hidden place to hide.

Looking at the endless tents and occasional tribal soldiers patrolling back and forth, Yang Chengye sighed: "The Tatar tribe is so big, I don't know where your father and Master Enlightenment are locked up by them."

Song Huilin smiled and said, "We can catch one and ask."

Yang Chengye nodded and said, "That's right, Miss Song, I'll come as soon as I go."

After Yang Chengye finished speaking, he quietly entered the tent of the Tatar tribe.

Song Huilin looked at Yang Chengye's back, and was tangled in her heart. She really didn't know what to do.

While Song Huilin was still struggling, Yang Chengye had already gone and returned, but he had an extra comatose member of the Tatar tribe in his hand.

Yang Chengye patted the fainted man awake, and at the same time grabbed his neck with his claws, and said: "Be obedient, and say whatever you ask, or I will break your neck."

"*@*@………"

The man opened and closed his mouth, speaking something Yang Chengye couldn't understand, while still looking at Song Huilin with a begging look on his face.

"Young Master, he said that Master Kong Ming, an old man and an old monk were locked in the largest tent."

At this time, Song Huilin translated the man's words.

"Do you know the words of the Tatar tribe?"

Yang Chengye asked Song Huilin curiously.

Song Huilin smiled sweetly at Yang Chengye, and said: "This Tatar tribe is very close to Yanmen, and they often use their cattle and sheep to exchange things in Yanmen, and they know it after being exposed to it."

Yang Chengye didn't suspect him, so he knocked the man unconscious again and closed his eyes. He wanted to recharge his batteries and enter the Tatar tribe to save people in the middle of the night.

Time passed by every minute and every second until midnight. As Song Huilin said, the sky was covered with dark clouds, which completely blocked the light of the moon and stars.

Yang Chengye opened his eyes and said in a low voice, "Let's go."

After Yang Chengye finished speaking, he quickly rushed into the Tatar tribe, aiming at the largest tent.

Song Huilin stood up, but she didn't go in with Yang Chengye.

"traitor!"

As she spoke, Song Huilin took out a crescent-shaped pocket dagger, and pierced the man's heart with one knife, and the man died as soon as he tilted his head.

After a few ups and downs, Yang Chengye came to the door of the largest tent, looked around, but found no one, then opened the curtain and walked in.

What Yang Chengye didn't know was that the moment he entered the tent, many Tatars with bows and crossbows appeared outside the tent, all of them were facing the tent.

At this time, a middle-aged man with a beard and a yellow silk hat and a yellow striped gown appeared behind him.

What is strange is that Song Hye Rin is standing next to her.

When Yang Chengye entered the tent, what he saw were some low tables lined up side by side, with some meat and leather wine bags on them, but there was no one else.

Seeing this, Yang Chengye secretly said: "No, I've been fooled!"

At this moment, countless arrows suddenly shot in from the pierced tent.

Yang Chengye hastily drew out his long sword, kept waving it, and cut off the arrows, but the arrows shot from all directions, making Yang Chengye unable to avoid it. He didn't check for a while, and several arrows hit Yang Chengye's back, and still pierced the bone. And pass.

Yang Chengye secretly said: "Am I going to be buried here tonight?"

The more I thought about it, the more unwilling I became. As soon as my feet stepped on the ground, my body suddenly rose up, and I cut through the top of the tent with a sword, and flew out of the tent.

When Yang Chengye saw countless Tatars around the tent shooting arrows at the tent, he realized that he had fallen into a tight siege.

Yang Chengye couldn't understand why the Tatars knew that they would come here tonight.

Yang Chengye knew that it was impossible to be kind tonight, and he was pierced through the back by the arrow. He immediately clenched his teeth, flicked his fingers, and shot out with force, killing many Tatar people, and then landed on the ground, Dragon City The swordsmanship was used, constantly slashing and killing the Tatar people.

Although Yang Chengye's swordsmanship is exquisite, his two fists are no match for four hands. He fought against countless soldiers alone.

Yang Chengye felt dizzy for a while, and then saw that the blood flowing from his chest had changed from bright red to black, and thought: "These arrows are poisonous."

Yang Chengye hastily mobilized his internal strength to expel the toxins from his body, but no matter how hard he tried, he still couldn't expel the toxins.

Yang Chengye once again used the Dragon City sword technique to kill several Tatars,

Suddenly, Yang Chengye saw Song Huilin sitting behind watching the fight through the crowd, and immediately understood.

No wonder the Tatars would set up an ambush in advance. It turned out that Song Huilin was behind the trick.

Immediately, Yang Chengye was furious, and he raised his head to the sky and screamed. He still lacks experience in the world, so that he would be deceived by this woman.

At this time, Yang Chengye's whole body's internal energy surged, and the robe on his body was bulging.

"what!"

Yang Chengye shouted violently, and his sword moves became more ferocious, every time he struck out, he would kill a Tatar tribe, as if killing a god.

About an hour later, Yang Chengye finally exhausted himself, saw the opportunity, and rode a war horse.

Immediately after patting the horse's buttocks, the steed neighed and headed south.

"Boom"

At this time, lightning suddenly appeared in the sky, and it was also mixed with thunder, followed by torrential rain.

Yang Chengye kept patting his horse's ass and ran wildly in the rain, while not far behind were countless Tatars chasing and killing him.

At this time, Yang Chengye felt very sad. He had always felt that he was a modern person who had traveled through time. He had thousands of years more knowledge than people of this era, and he felt that everything was under his control.

But he still underestimated the wisdom and viciousness of the ancients. Being able to be deceived by a seemingly pitiful woman is a lesson, and this lesson is bloody.

Unknowingly, Yang Chengye came to a hill, with a cliff in front of him, and there was no way to go, and behind him were countless Tatar tribes chasing soldiers, and his internal energy was exhausted, and his body was full of scars, several of which were dead. Deep bone visible.

At this time, Yang Chengye was covered in blood, like a bloody man, and the bun on the top of his head was also messed up, sticking to his face in strands.

Yang Chengye slid down from his horse, tightly holding the long sword that had been curled in his hand.

"Young Master Yang, you should surrender, I can let Father Khan let you go."

At this time, Song Huilin suddenly appeared not far from Yang Chengye, and raised her hand to stop the pursuers of the Tatar tribe.

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