After a dispute, it was Wei Kaiyang who agreed to Zhao Jinding's suggestion and sent Yu Jiulang to lead the team to set out north, while he stayed here with Zhao Jinding and fifty other special forces members to block the Mongolian enemy.

When the convoy behind him walked down the hillside, Wei Kaiyang and Zhao Jinding looked at each other and looked south together.

At this time, smoke and dust were everywhere, swords and swords were shining, and a group of more than a thousand Mongolian troops rushed towards this side.

The mountains and ridges in the distance carry the unique landforms of the northern border. The dense coniferous forests emit waves like pine waves under the westerly wind, and the military uniforms on the soldiers are also rushing in the wind.

"All of them are pirates, how much worse is your water quality than Yu Jiulang?"

At this time, Wei Kaiyang smiled and looked at Zhao Jinding and said.

"My brother Jiulang is different from me," Zhao Jinding looked at Wei Kaiyang with a smile, and scratched his shiny head with his fingernails.

"Kyuro and his father and brother became pirates, and when the elders died, they carried the pirate banner.

This kid is still young and has not yet started a family.

He is not as old as me. If he wants to die here, he will be compensated!"

"As for people like me, what's so great about living a few more years or less?"

When Zhao Jinding said this, he also stammered his neck.

However, after hearing this, Wei Kaiyang was secretly moved.

Speaking of which, after these pirates were subdued by the teacher, although the bandits were still angry, their hearts were already the heart of a warrior.

"Human life should not be measured by value. In the teacher's heart, an ordinary citizen is no different from an emperor of the Song Dynasty."

"Anyway, none of us can die!"

At this time, Wei Kaiyang gritted his teeth, raised his eyebrows to Nanfang and said, "Look, they are here!"

"Do you think I don't know what the commander thinks?"

At this time, Zhao Jinding moved for a while, and a cracking sound came from his neck.

Then he held the rifle in his hand tightly and pushed the bullets onto the roof with a "slam": "The commander made these excellent weapons to make us fight, but we hope to die fewer people?

If he blindly drove the cannon fodder to charge, hundreds of thousands of people would die without even frowning, do you think our soldiers would sacrifice their lives to fight for him?"

"The people are not afraid of death, so why do they fear it by death?

The commander treated me like a confidant, and I treated him like a brother and a foot.

There are always times when all the hearts of the people in this world are ignited by the commander!”

Speaking of this, Zhao Jinding pulled the plate machine and a gunshot sounded.

In a group of Mongolian troops 300 meters away, a centurion wearing a golden helmet fell down as soon as he turned over.

Seeing the thousands of Mongolian troops under the mountains rushing upward without fear, Zhao Jinding shouted to the special forces members beside him: "Be careful to save ammunition and put one shot in. The longer we drag, the further we can go out!"

After saying that, I turned around and asked Wei Kaiyang in a low voice: "When should we persevere?"

Wei Kaiyang thought about it and replied: "If you can hold on until dark, the thunder I set up can make the pursuers unable to move in the night.

By that time, we will have another night to continue heading north.”

At this time, the gunshots on the top of the mountain were already sounding like beans.

The soldiers lay in the dug bunker, revealing half of their heads and black muzzles.

They placed the Mongolian army within a hundred meters, and then knocked them down one by one with rifle.

Not long after, a hundred Mongolian soldiers were shot down, and the momentum of the Mongolian soldiers rushing up suddenly slowed down.

At this time, Wei Kaiyang looked back at the convoy in the distance and saw that they were still slowly heading north.

Without these fifty soldiers helping to push the carriage, the convoy's traveling speed was obviously slower.

At this time, Wei Kaiyang's heart was like cooking oil. He gritted his teeth and untied several bags from the war horse behind him. After pulling it apart, he exposed the surface of military green arc mines.

This is a directional anti-destructive mine built by the Tongzhou Arsenal and one of the explosives brought by Wei Kaiyang this time.

Now he has to rely on these mines to cooperate with the special forces soldiers, and the later the better.

At this moment, the battle became more and more intense, and soon the rumbling sound of grenades spread from the top of the mountain.

Wangyue Changyun, Chu Huaibing, and Yu Jiulang, who were driving the carriage forward, looked back at the lush Willow Ridge.

At this moment, they were all holding their hearts tightly, wondering when their escape journey would end?

Is it an endless abyss or a glorious victory waiting for them ahead?

...More than a hundred miles west of them, Shen Xiaohu was still leading the team to struggle.

They are now like flying insects in a net, and the places where they can move are getting smaller and smaller.

They had no choice but to aim at the north and travel through the mountains and ridges.

Fights erupt from time to time.

Every time it made Shen Xiaohu frightened.

Now if they are not careful, they may be surrounded by a large army! No matter how well-equipped this team is, they are only twelve or three people.

Once surrounded, it will inevitably end up being wiped out. Shen Xiaohu was so anxious that he was about to explode! Now he no longer cared about studying the map and the surrounding mountains. He could only hold a compass in his hand and lead the team to find a path and march north desperately. He didn't know how far ahead of them was the long-awaited Huntong River.

...On Liutiaoling, the special operations battalion team led by Wei Kaiyang withstood great pressure and desperately blocked the pursuit team.

Although their team has rapid firepower, their ammunition is finally limited.

Although the gunmanship is extremely accurate, there are too many enemy troops! Seeing several more Mongolian troops gathering from a distance, Zhao Jinding shot into the distance while anxiously looking at the sun in the sky.

I don’t know if they can hold on until sunset, it’s now around three or four o’clock in the afternoon.

Behind him, Wei Kaiyang had already begun to arrange thunders on the narrow mountain path.

He took two special forces members as assistants and kept pulling out one by one, which was laid out on both sides of the narrow mountain road along the way.

At this time, the two special forces members looked at Wei Kaiyang, as if they had seen a ghost! The special forces are elites in the entire Tongzhou army. When it comes to the technology of setting up tricks, to be honest, who dares to say that they can surpass them?
Chapter completed!