The fire at the mouth of the Lichuan River has already burned, and the scattered villagers are confronting Shangoe in the alleys, protecting their wives and daughters behind them.
When Li Xiangping arrived with his clan soldiers, Shanyue completely dispersed into the village and plundered everywhere, and there was no formation to speak of, so he had to frown and lead his troops from the stone road to the Lingtian Courtyard first.
There were more than a dozen mountain and Vietnamese soldiers surrounding the small courtyard, chattering crookedly, holding a large bluestone and smashing it into the courtyard, but fortunately, a formation was placed in the courtyard to set up a formation, and the big bluestone rolled down in the air for a while, and fell back to the outside of the courtyard.
"Fortunately, Lingtian is fine, this Wan Tianqiu is estimated to have a few more formations, find an opportunity for him to write it out and take a look."
Li Xiangping arrived with his troops, nodded at this scene, and waved his hand to let the clan soldiers step forward.
"Master!"
When he saw Li Xiangping coming to help, he quickly opened the formation consciously and shouted a little jerky.
Wan Tianqiu who escaped only brought out a few formations, and he was not proficient in his skills, and even the ten Tai Breath Realm formations had only learned three, but fortunately, he still knew how to lay out the formation, so as not to let the spiritual field suffer.
"Ugh......"
He raised his eyebrows, lifted the green black bow in his hand lightly, drew the bow and arrows, listened carefully for a few breaths, and let go of a white awn and crossed over the mountains.
"Let's catch up for a while."
Li Xiangping waved his hand, and the clan soldiers behind him took action one after another, rushing in the direction of the Shanyue tribe's escape.
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"Why did it come so quickly!"
Ah Huila sat in the forest, watching a group of clan soldiers enter the village, and quickly got up and shouted:
"Withdraw troops! Withdraw troops! Don't fight those people, just leave when you have enough!"
He had no intention of dealing with this group of clan soldiers again, and protecting the entire group was the key.
As long as these tribes are there, he can ask for food in any tribe he goes to, but if they are all folded here, his power and value will be greatly reduced, and he can only become a thug.
The clan witch beside him hurriedly took out the horn and blew it up, and when he saw the tribesmen retreating to the mountains one after another, Ah Huila breathed a sigh of relief and sat back next to the tree.
As soon as he relaxed, Ah Huila watched a white light rushing towards him, and the head of the clan witch blowing the horn next to him exploded, like a broken watermelon, and splashed Ah Huila's face was red and white.
"Shocked me!"
Looking at the long arrow stuck in the tree with a horrified expression on his face, Ah Huila swallowed his saliva, slowly took a few steps back, and said in a low voice:
"Retreat, retreat into the forest!"
Immediately, another clan witch trembled and picked up the horn and blew it twice, and quickly hugged his head and squatted down.
Hiding behind the big tree, Ah Huila looked from a distance, and with the eyesight of the fetal breath realm, he saw the scene below clearly, and immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
The clan soldiers at the foot of the mountain lined up behind the tribes, biting down nearly a hundred people, causing a wave of curses and begging for mercy.
The clan soldiers suddenly became highly motivated, and when they saw that they were about to chase into the forest, the sound of gongs and drums also sounded in the village, and they saw that the clan soldiers hesitantly stopped the pursuit and took the captives back to the village.
"What a fucking coward!"
Ah Huila scolded angrily, turned his head and led people deep into the mountains and forests.
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After driving the troops for a while, seeing that all those Shanyue had entered the forest, Li Xiangping hurriedly called Jin to withdraw his troops, looking at the dozens of captured Shanyue, and the anger in his heart was somewhat dissipated.
Watching Chen Erniu slowly walk back from the front of the village covered in blood, Li Xiangping gently arched his hands and said in a deep voice:
"Thank you for your hard work."
"Ahem... I dare not ......."
Chen Erniu coughed twice, repeatedly declined, Li Xuanxuan on the side came forward in armor, followed by a string of Shanyue with his hands tied behind him, Li Xiangping nodded and said in a low voice:
"Xuan'er, you take people to rest on the spot, this matter can't be settled like this, let hundreds of mountains and rivers rob Lichuankou of property and children in vain."
Raising his hand to say hello, Li Yesheng had already arrived at Lichuankou with several villagers, and hurriedly approached.
"I'll go back to Lijing Mountain, you can rectify the people, there is no need for overnight grudges here."
Everyone responded one after another, Li Xiangping immediately turned his head back, and when he arrived at Lijing Mountain, he saw Li Tongya who hurriedly left the customs, full of mana, and was already at the peak of fetal breath.
"Now that the second brother is out of the customs, he is more sure about this matter."
Li Xiangping gritted his teeth and laughed, with a little anger in his eyes, changed his clothes, entered the ancestral hall and bowed three times and nine times, passed over the incense table full of sacrificial melons and candles, bowed respectfully to the mirror on the stone platform, and asked for the Dharma mirror.
"Act carefully."
Leng Buqi listened to an old voice, it turned out to be his father Li Mutian.
Li Mutian was already so withered that he sat quietly in the yard, said in a hoarse voice, and gasped deeply.
The old man often fell asleep in a daze in the yard, and he didn't wake up much, and he often forgot to go to the main courtyard to eat.
"Yes."
Li Xiangping responded, looking at Li Mutian's appearance, a trace of worry rose in his heart, and he didn't know how long his father could last, and he couldn't help but feel a trace of reluctance on his face.
Gritting his teeth, Li Xiangping turned his head out of the backyard and said to Li Tongya:
"There is no need to use the Taiyin Xuanguang, just use this mirror to understand the ability to know the near and far, catch that mountain by surprise, with the mirror, even if there is a qi training monk, you can retreat with your whole body."
"Yes."
Li Tongya followed Li Xiangping down the mountain, listening to his brother tell him about what happened in the past few days with a calm face, and then nodded thoughtfully.
The two rushed to the garrison non-stop, the night was still deep, and the villagers and clan soldiers were sleeping in a daze with their faces covered.
Two gongs sounded, and everyone jumped up, put on their armor, held their swords and shields, took out the horizontal medal and put it in their mouths, tied it tightly to their faces with a scarf to prevent it from falling out, and gathered together.
Waiting for Li Xuanxuan and Li Qiuyang to assemble with their troops and horses, Li Xiangping closed his eyes and quietly touched the mirror, sweeping the situation of the entire mountain clearly.
As soon as the Qingwu bow in his hand was put together, several streamers flew into the mountains, and shot and killed the sentinels left in the forest by Shanyue one by one.
"Let's go!"