Datang ancient martial arts system

Chapter 50
"Die!" Yang Yanping roared, and stabbed Yeluxiu who was blocking the way with a gun.

"Ah!" Brother Yeluxiu stabbed Yang Yanping in the arm, but he was not in a hurry to dodge. His left ear was stabbed off, and he let out a scream. He quickly covered his face with blood, and turned around and ran away; .

"Death!" Yang Yanhui's eyes were red, he raised his spear, and struck Xiao Tianyou on the head with a roar.

"Dang!" Xiao Tianyou crossed his spear, and there was a crisp sound, and his arms felt numb. He knew that Yang Yanhui and others were desperate, and he also leaned on the horse's back, pinched the horse with his legs, and quickly moved away.

"Second Brother!" Yang Yanguang threw a spear with one arm, pierced through both sides, looked at the tottering Yang Yanding, let out a mournful cry, fell down, and pulled him onto the horse with one arm.

"Second brother!" Situ Changfeng rushed forward, looking at Yang Yanding, whose horse's back was like gold paper, his eyes closed, like a blood man, his nose was sore, and he yelled in a trembling voice.

"Let's go!" Yang Yanping glanced at him, let out a low growl in pain, shot one of the generals away, turned his horse's head, and greeted him.

"Let's go!" Yang Yanhui followed suit, rushing forward.

Yang Yanping, Yang Yanhui, and Situ Changfeng, Yang Balang Yang Yanshun, the three protected Yang Yanguang in the middle and rushed out to kill.

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As soon as Yang Jiye escorted Emperor Taizong [-] miles outside Gaozhou City, Yelusha, the general of the Liao Kingdom, suddenly rushed out in front of him, and there was an army of [-];

After fighting for an hour, the Song army hadn't broken through yet, and [-] troops came from Youzhou, led by Yeluqi and Di Lie, followed by [-] cavalry led by Tiannan Wang Xiao of the Liao Kingdom.

"Wu Lang took over the cavalry and married his father. Liu Lang and Qi Lang escorted His Majesty away." Yang Jiye immediately ordered and responded.

"Don't worry, the Lord will escort His Majesty away." Wei Zhi and Yang Xiong also said.

"Your Majesty, take care!" Taizong exhorted, a little embarrassed, and then led his ministers to be escorted out of the siege.

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As the sky gradually darkened, Yang Yanping and others rushed out of the encirclement, and then rushed into a forest. Seeing that there were no pursuers, they stopped.

"Second brother!"

"Jiro!"

Several people were seriously injured, but they didn't bother to bandage them and quickly helped Yang Yanding down gently, shouting anxiously.

"Second brother!" Yang Yanhui stretched out his hand to touch Yang Yanding's wrist, feeling no pulse, he couldn't help crying out in grief, his eyes couldn't help but shed hot tears.

"Second brother!" Yang Yanguang and Situ Changfeng also understood Yang Yanhui's actions when they saw Yang Yanhui's movements.

"Okay! Erlang is gone, and we will leave a body to avenge him. Now we will bandage the wound." Yang Yanping said sadly.

Only then did the brothers come to their senses. Everyone was seriously injured. Yang Yanguang's elbow was broken. He just wrapped his sleeves indiscriminately just now. He lost a lot of blood and his face was already pale; Yang Yanhui also had many small wounds on his body. , Hastily tore off the hem of his clothes, and bandaged him with medicine.

Situ Changfeng took a closer look at himself only now, only to find a deep bone wound on his left arm, and two gashes on his right arm. The chest and lower abdomen were painful, and there should be internal injuries.

"Balang, how are you?" Yang Yanping groaned when he heard Situ Changfeng touch the wound, and also found blood on his body, so he hurried forward to ask concerned.

"It's okay, brother, don't worry." Situ Changfeng endured the pain and said with a smile.

"Don't hold back the pain. You're still pretending to be a hero in front of your brother. It's uglier to laugh than to cry." Yang Yanping said with a twitch of the corner of his mouth. After that, he checked the wound for him.

"Ah!" Yang Yanping's movements were a little bigger, which affected the wound. Situ Changfeng's face was twisted in pain, and he couldn't help but scream loudly.

Situ Changfeng couldn't hold it back at this moment, the strange look fell into the eyes of the other two, and they couldn't help but smile a little, diluting the sadness because of Yang Yanding's death in battle.

After treating the wounds and counting the number of people, a thousand cavalry rushed out together, just over a hundred of them, and everyone was injured; fortunately, they all had horses.

After a short rest, taking advantage of the moonlight, Yang Yanping took the lead, Yang Yanhui picked up Yang Yanding's body, Yang Yanguang with one arm, and Situ Changfeng, who could move only one hand, followed closely and headed towards Gaozhou.

He didn't stop all night, and finally arrived at the foot of Gaozhou City at dawn.

Although there were Liao troops stationed outside the city, they did not surround the city, allowing them and their wounded soldiers to enter the city smoothly.

"Father!"

"Father!"

As soon as they entered the city, they saw Yang Jiye who came after hearing the news. They saw him coming in a hurry with concern on his face. They couldn't help jumping off their horses and shouting sadly.

"You...you..." Yang Jiye looked at the four people covered in blood and Yang Yanding who was in his arms, stretched out his hand and said tremblingly.

"Baby is useless, I didn't protect Erlang well!" Yang Yanping knelt down with a plop, with his head down and tears, his voice hoarse.

Situ Changfeng and the other two couldn't help crying loudly.

"Erlang..." Although Yang Jiye was prepared, when he heard the bad news, he still couldn't help whispering, his body swayed, almost fainting.

"Father!" Yang Yanping rushed up to help him.

"Second brother!" Yang Yanzhao and Yang Yansi who had just arrived couldn't help but exclaimed in unison when they saw Yang Yanding who was placed on the ground.

"Get up! Erlang died in battle, he deservedly died, Yang family, don't act like a child." Yang Jiye reprimanded loudly with tears in his eyes.

"Yes!" Several people endured their sorrow, and they didn't want to provoke the old father, so they quickly responded.

"Sanlang, your hand?" Yang Jiye was shocked when he found out that Yang Yanguang's hand was broken, and quickly observed the other three sons.

"Balang, are you okay?" Yang Jiye saw Situ Changfeng who looked like a blood man, stepped forward two steps, supported him and looked at him carefully.

"Don't worry, foster father, the child is fine." Although the wound was touched and the pain made him sweat, Situ Changfeng still opened his mouth and answered with a smile.

"Where is Wu Lang?" Yang Yanping looked at Yang Yanzhao and asked.

"Fifth brother... Fifth brother has not returned after he died, and his life and death are uncertain." Yang Yanzhao said with a gloomy expression and lowered his head.

"It's good for you to come back and rest well now. It was late yesterday, and I'm afraid I got lost. My father has already sent someone to look for Wulang." Yang Jiye comforted.

"Sanlang, Hachiro go to rest, my brother and I are only slightly injured, please help guard." Yang Yanhui said.

"Little brother is fine, he can still fight." Situ Changfeng said hastily.

Ever since Yang Yanding was killed in battle, Situ Changfeng felt very sad and blamed himself, complaining that he was incompetent, not only unable to help, but also distracted to take care of him.

Thinking of the few elder brothers who took good care of me, one dead, one disabled and one missing, I feel even more uncomfortable, so I want to help do more things so that others don't have to work so hard.

(End of this chapter)