"You three come here. This is the stable of the cavalry in the camp. There are a hundred war horses in it. Keep an eye on it! Once General Song gives the order to pursue, you must help the cavalry get the horses out as soon as possible. Do you hear me clearly?"

"

The bearded man stood in front of the stable and shouted loudly.

"Raising horses? Dude, you are too into the fun!"

Mo Ziyun was furious.

Ning Tianhan tugged at him: "I understand! Brother, please go ahead!"

The bearded man looked around worriedly, patted everyone on the shoulder, then picked up two short axes and rushed towards the wall of the village.

"How old is that guy? He is so bossy to us?"

Mo Ziyun was a little unconvinced.

"Whatever! No matter what, we are temporarily safe now."

Ning Tianhan whispered, turning his gaze sideways from time to time to observe the movements in the military camp.

Soon after, the sound of "whooshing" bows and arrows was heard from the direction of the village wall, followed closely by screams, wailing, and the sound of huge wooden logs hitting the village gate.

"I don't think they look like bandits, but more like regular soldiers."

Batur said suddenly.

"Regular army, whose regular army is still a cold weapon in this era?"

Mo Ziyun shook his head.

At this time, Ning Tianhan's eyes were focused on one location.

"What are you looking at?"

Mo Ziyun asked.

"Xiao Mo, look over there, it seems to be the armory of the military camp! Those wheelbarrows loaded with ordnance come from that way."

Ning Tianhan pointed in the direction of the armory and said.

"you mean……"

Mo Ziyun realized something.

"I mean our weapons! They're probably over there!"

Ning Tianhan explained.

Mo Ziyun patted his head: "By the way, I was only thinking about being hungry, and I forgot about my pair of magic weapons!"

The more he thought about it, the more horrified he became. From the perspective of this group of unidentified people who used cold weapons, the rifles and pistols of the other two were just fire sticks, while his own short sword was a peerless magic weapon!

"You two follow me!"

Ning Tianhan held the iron helmet on his head and carefully walked around it from the side.

The other two followed closely behind.

"Stop! Who is this? You are not allowed to trespass in the important area of ​​the arsenal!"

A warrior holding a spear immediately discovered the traces of the three of them and shouted fiercely.

"Hello, brother, we are here to pick up some weapons on orders from the general."

Ning Tianhan explained.

"Huh? You three look quite tall. Are you soldiers under General Song?"

the warrior asked.

"Yes, that's right, we are General Song's personal soldiers!"

Ning Tianhan replied immediately.

"That's right!"

The spear-wielding warrior's face sank, and he raised the spear high in his hand.

"There are twenty-five soldiers under General Song's account. They are all my fellow villagers. I have never seen you. They must be thieves trying to sneak into the armory and destroy our ordnance! Brothers! Capture them!"

"Nani? You are really fishing and enforcing the law!"

Mo Ziyun's expression changed.

The sky above their heads turned dark, and the three of them became alert and rolled to avoid being caught by the big net.

"Hehe! Here's another move!"

Mo Ziyun twisted his neck and mocked.

"Then try other tricks!"

The spear-wielding warrior sneered.

While the three of them were in a daze, a larger net suddenly rose from the ground, completely covering the three of them and hanging them upside down.

"Tianhan, we were killed by you!"

Mo Ziyun complained while struggling hard.

"Isn't the big net useless to you?"

Batur asked.

"Of course it's useless, but I feel very uncomfortable like this and can't concentrate."

Mo Ziyun replied.

"Come here, take these three thieves into custody and hand them over to the general after the war is over!"

"As you command!"

The spear-wielding warrior nodded with satisfaction, then turned around.

"Well……"

In the flash of lightning, his body shook violently, and he touched his throat with one hand.

A feathered arrow was inserted into the blood hole, and blood spurted out.

"kill!"

Cries of killing came from all directions, and countless bandits wearing simple iron armor and leather armor rushed out, killing the soldiers who were caught off guard.

"Tianhan, what's going on?"

Mo Ziyun shouted.

"These people are the accomplices of those bandits last night! Xiao Mo, I understand, the people in this military camp should be what the bandits call the army!"

Ning Tianhan replied.

"Bandits? Officers? Have we traveled through time?"

Mo Ziyun couldn't believe it.

"I fell from a 2,000-meter mountain and didn't die. What does it mean to travel through time?"

Ning Tianhan struggled to pull the big net that bound his body.

"Damn! Let me do it!"

Mo Ziyun held his breath and concentrated, and instantly turned into black mist and passed through the net, quickly rescuing the two of them.

While the two sides were in a melee, the three of them came to the armory gate.

"Locked!"

Ning Tianhan checked the door.

"Gun the lock open!"

Batur suggested.

"Where's the gun?"

"In the armory!"

"Then how do you get into the armory?"

"Gun the lock open!"

Mo Ziyun was speechless while listening to the conversation between the two.

He looked around and disappeared instantly.

Not long after, the window of the armory was violently smashed open from the inside.

Ning Tianhan and Batur rushed over, just in time to see their guns being thrown out.

Mo Ziyun then climbed out of the window with a worried look on his face.

"What's wrong, Xiao Mo?"

Ning Tianhan asked.

"My swords are missing!"

Mo Ziyun sighed and felt a headache.

"Those of yours are a pair of magic weapons. They must have been collected as trophies by some general!"

Ning Tianhan analyzed.

"No matter what, I have to get them back! Otherwise I'll be sorry for Mr. Xuan, the craftsman who restarted the sword-making pool against his father's last wish!"

Mo Ziyun frowned.

"Two, it's bad, those officers and soldiers were defeated, and the bandits have surrounded this place!"

Batur came over and reminded.

"Xiao Mo, I feel like we have really traveled through time! Do you know what ancient soldiers valued most?"

Ning Tianhan asked.

"What is it? Defend the home and country?"

Mo Ziyun asked.

"No, it's about military exploits! We have to achieve some military exploits first before they will be willing to negotiate terms with us!"

After Ning Tianhan finished speaking, he put the rifle on his shoulder and took out the bayonet.

"Then what are you doing now?"

Batur was puzzled.

"You are stupid! How can you accomplish meritorious service if you scare the enemy away with just one shot?"

After Ning Tianhan finished speaking, he moved and rushed into the enemy group.

"Tianhan is right!"

Mo Ziyun kicked up two sabers from the ground, threw one to Batur, weighed the other before he rushed out.

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"General, the thieves are huge! There are thousands of them, and the gate of Nanzhai is about to be breached!"

A general wearing heavy armor and a fiery red cloak stood on the watchtower, listening to the report of the deputy general in front of him.

"How many more of us are there?"

"Less than three hundred!"

"Have the people who requested help from Marshal Shen been sent out?"

"Three groups of people have been sent out, but they were all shot down as soon as they left the village gate."

The lieutenant shouted helplessly.

"Report! Report to the general! There are thieves sneaking into the back village and trying to attack the armory. All our guards are annihilated!"

Another sentry also ran up and shouted nervously.

"Don't panic, everyone! Move my soldiers over immediately and make the Chinese army continue to beat the drum! Morale cannot be weakened!"

The red-robed general said with determination.

At this time, a "bang" sound came from the direction of Nanzhai, and the thieves' shouts of killing were suddenly very clear.

"General, look, the gate of Nanzhai has been breached! The thieves' cavalry rushed in! The gate is so narrow that the pikemen can't move through it, and they have been broken up!"

The lieutenant stood up and shouted loudly.

"Why panic! These pikemen are not used to deal with cavalry! Let them wait for the enemy cavalry to enter, immediately block the gate of the village with huge trees and rocks, and assassinate the infantry who follow up nearby."

The red-robed general commanded in an orderly manner.

"What about the enemy cavalry?"

the lieutenant asked.

"I have my own arrangements!"

The red-robed general is confident.

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"You two, these officers and soldiers look like they are going to be defeated! Let's leave quickly while the situation can still be dealt with!"

Batur suggested.

He pulled out the sharp sword from a robber's chest and kicked the robber away.

"No! If I leave like this, what will happen to my weapons? If you want to leave, you can go! I'll stay!"

Mo Ziyun appeared in front of the two of them in a flash. The sword in his hand had been curled. Blood droplets filled the groove and overflowed from the rolled edge.

At this time, the neighing of the war horses gradually became clearer.

"Xiao Mo, Batur, the bandits' cavalry rushed in! In the era of cold weapons, when cavalry faced off against infantry, it would be a one-sided massacre! Let's leave quickly!"

Ning Tianhan suggested.

"no!"

Mo Ziyun insisted again and again and rushed towards Nanzhai where the fierce battle was raging.

"Batur, you are not a member of the Sky Shield Pioneer. You should leave first! I will cover Xiao Mo!",

Ning Tianhan shouted.

"No, as our locals say, if we fight together, we are brothers! I can never abandon my brothers!"

Batur shook his head.

The three of them groped back and forth to the Nanzhai, hiding behind several carriages loaded with straw, and carefully observed the situation on the battlefield.

Although most of the bandits on horseback only wore cotton robes, and their defense level was like that of country beggars compared with the armored officers and soldiers, they trampled wantonly in the camp with their tall horses, and the elite officers and soldiers

They are already showing signs of collapse.

"The situation is not good! We have to go to support!"

"The situation is irreversible? How can we support you?"

A few people immediately started arguing.

At this time, the sound of war drums suddenly sounded more and more passionate from the watchtower in the camp.

"Hahaha!"

The soldiers roared in unison.
Chapter completed!