Being a Lady of an Influential Family: 520, emergency rescue!

A hundred miles to the northwest of Yanming Pass, a group of ragged northwestern troops were trapped in a barren canyon by the Dayin people.

The entire canyon has no grass and yellow sand, and the rugged rocks in the canyon have been eroded by wind and sand for many years and appear fragile. But it is precisely this place that allows them to support themselves despite their tired and scarred bodies.

But... this is only temporary. What they are dealing with now is to find their soldiers and horses first. It won't be long before the people from all over the country will receive the news and rush over, even if they have wings. It is also difficult to escape ascension.

"Young commander, brothers **** you out!" The adjutant bent down and dived to Song Lang's side, shouting amidst the continuous gunfire around him.

Song Lang's face was pale, but his eyes were full of chills.

Song Lang said in a deep voice, "Don't be silly, where can you go now?"

The adjutant said: "Even if we all die, we must send the young marshal out."

Song Lang said: "I can't go far like this now. It's better to fight to the death than to flee in a hurry. Even if I can't go back, I will keep all those Da Yin people here!"

There are still more than 1,000 of them, and there are less than 2,000 people in Dayin outside. Desperately fighting to the death may not be able to kill a **** path, but... Song Lang can't think about what he will face after rushing out.

They were trapped in the encirclement of the Dayin people, and the Dayin people had been shrinking the circle, obviously to catch Song Lang.

Although someone was sent out to report the letter, the result of Dayin people's attention to Song Lang is probably worrying.

The adjutant gritted his teeth. He also knew that what Song Lang said was the truth. Not to mention the young marshal, these people are also trapped in soldiers and horses, and many of them are still injured, and it is almost impossible to escape the blockade of the Great Yin people.

After a moment of silence, the adjutant finally punched his side and gritted his teeth, "The young marshal is right, even if we die, we have to drag the big Yin people on the back!"

The battle in the canyon became more and more fierce. Although the Northwest Army was weaker than the Dayin Army, they all held the heart of mortal death. In the absence of an absolute advantage, the Dayin people could not take them for a while and paid a lot of money. of casualties.

But the Dayin people are not in a hurry, because they know that the Northwest Army does not have much ammunition. If they continue to fight like this, they will soon run out of ammunition, but they still have reinforcements to support them.

Sure enough, an hour later, the gunfire on the Northwest Army's side was noticeably rarer.

Da Yin's commander was refreshed, and finally showed a smug smile, and ordered loudly, "They have no ammunition, they must be eliminated before the reinforcements arrive, and there will be a reward for capturing Song Lang alive!" There are only so many, which is more pleasing than sharing with others.

The Dayin people, who had been a little tired from the long-term stalemate, immediately regained their energy and rushed towards the canyon.

There are many sand and rocks in the valley. If those people hide, they can only rely on ordinary firearms. They have to approach to injure the enemy. And they were originally the light cavalry who were searching for Song Lang's whereabouts outside, and they were not equipped with heavy weapons, so naturally they couldn't bombard it indiscriminately.

The Northwest Army did not hold back all the time. When they were about to approach, a group of wolf-like warriors rushed out of the stone forest. They were only under the cover of a small amount of firepower and rushed to the opposite enemy.

The Dayin people on the opposite side are naturally not afraid of these Anxia people who are obviously already at the end of the fight, and they all rushed over, screaming, because they saw Song Lang!

Song Lang is the commander of the Northwest Army who was named by the top. Anyone who can capture him will be able to enjoy endless prosperity and wealth in his life.

The two armies soon scuffled into a group, so the gun was not a good weapon, and everyone started close combat.

Song Lang's body was almost stained with blood, most of which was the blood of the enemy. But his condition is not very good. The long-term strenuous exercise has made his injury that had improved somewhat worsened. Not to mention the pain and inflammation of the wound, the most important thing is that he is a little dizzy now. His eyes were even a little blurry, and his movements were all based on instinct, so he also lay a pile of enemy corpses beside him.

This kind of bravery made Commander Dayin who stood outside the battlefield couldn't help but admire, "Major Commander of the Northwest Army, such bravery is truly a well-deserved reputation."

Humanity next to him said, "No matter how powerful it is, isn't it still in our hands? The commander has made a great contribution this time. How can Song Ye, the most important son, be seen in our hands?"

While speaking, he waved to the person next to him.

There is already a person with a spear aiming at Song Lang on the battlefield. It is not easy to accurately hit a person at such a distance on a chaotic battlefield. After all, people are not fixed targets. Not even Song Lang.

"Don't kill me."

The silent gunman nodded, but his eyes were still fixed on the man who was desperately fighting.

Song Lang vaguely felt that someone was staring at him, but his current situation no longer allowed him to carefully discern the source of the dangerous gaze. Because compared with the unknown danger, the danger around him is more dangerous.

The bayonet in his hand had already fallen to the ground, and Song Lang didn't even look at it. He pulled out the dagger from his waist and slashed a person's throat. The next moment there was a sharp pain in his back shoulder, Song Lang turned his head and raised his hand to grab the blade that had stabbed into his back shoulder. Completely disregarding the wound and pain, he kicked the person behind him sideways, and at the same time, he himself was staggered and almost fell into the yellow sand.

There was a roar from someone behind him, and a Dayin soldier angrily stabbed Song Lang with a bayonet.

Song Lang's right shoulder was seriously injured, and his left hand was cut by a sharp blade, and he was already unable to fight again. He pulled out the knife on his back shoulder with force, and threw the knife at the big Yin man without the slightest pain on his face.

"Young Commander?!" The Northwest Army soldier next to him screamed and wanted to pounce, but was entangled by the man in front of him and was unable to escape. He could only watch the man avoid the knife thrown by Song Lang, The bayonet in his hand stabbed straight into Song Lang's chest.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang"

The three gunshots sounded abruptly in the canyon at almost the same time, but they seemed to be particularly clear on the battlefield that should have been noisy.

A blood spot opened between the eyebrows of the Dayin soldier who stabbed Song Lang. He opened his eyes and fell behind him.

At the same time, a bullet hit Song Lang's right shoulder, and the severe pain made Song Lang's originally vague mind instantly wake up again. One less injury.

At the same time, outside the battlefield where Commander Da Yin was, the gunman who just shot also fell.

Above the canyon, Leng Sa, who had just fired a shot, dropped the muzzle to another target. Her eyes had become calm and sharp, but her heart was still heaving.

While clearing the enemies near Song Lang, he ordered, "Jiang Zhan, take someone to kill that commander."

"Fu Yucheng, take someone down to clear the field."

"Zhou Yan, remote cover."

The expressions of the others were equally solemn. If they came a little later, Song Lang would really die here.

"Yes!"

Song Lang immediately sensed that someone was covering him, and the opponent's marksmanship was very precise. But for a moment, a vacuum was almost formed around Song Lang, and the soldiers of the Northwest Army also moved closer to Song Lang.

The adjutant was embarrassed and held Song Lang with the knife in one hand, "Young Commander, reinforcements are here."

Song Lang nodded slightly and instructed in a low voice, "Retreat back and distance yourself from the Dayin people."

"Yes."

Before they could execute, gunshots were heard from both sides of the canyon.

The firepower is quite fierce, and it is obvious that the opponent's weapons and equipment are much better than those of the Da Yin people. But Song Lang clearly found out that there are probably not many people on the other side.

However, such elites are enough to deal with the Dayin people who have fought fiercely with the Northwest Army for a long time.

The other party is obviously very well-organized. Above the canyon, there are sharpshooters who will clear the lower-level commanders of the Dayin people or those who are more threatening, and then focus their fire on ordinary soldiers.

The Dayin people were caught off guard and thought that An Xia had arrived in large numbers, so they retreated a little messily.

"Boom! Boom!"

When Dayin and the Northwest Army completely separated, an explosion sounded in the canyon.

For a time, the canyon was dusty and yellow sand filled the sky, and the Northwest Army soldiers couldn't help raising their hands to cover their mouths and noses when hiding in the stone forest, not to mention the Dayin people who were at the center of the explosion.

"It's amazing." The adjutant who was supporting Song Lang couldn't help but whispered while watching this scene, do they have such a powerful person in the Northwest Army?

Song Lang did not speak, but his eyes looked at the heights on the side of the canyon.

The gunshots are very steady, and the rhythm is as smooth as the mood of the shooter.

But every time a gun is fired, an enemy is bound to be taken away.

He's only seen such a shooting style in one person.

The battle ended quickly, after the gunfire faded away, a group of people descended from both sides of the canyon and trained to clear the field.

Fu Yucheng no longer had the excitement and panic of going to the battlefield at first, and calmly cleaned the battlefield with his subordinates to check if there were any fish that slipped through the net.

Not far away, Jiang Zhan came over with a person, only Zhou Yan was still on guard with a sharpshooter at a high place.

Leng Sa saw that it was all right, so he stood up and slid down the edge of the canyon neatly. Climbing the gap in the mountain wall, all the way down smoothly to the bottom of the valley.

"Young Master Song, you look a little embarrassed." Song Lang was really embarrassed. Not to mention the blood and sand all over his body, the blood from the wound on his shoulder had already soaked most of his shoulder.

Song Lang raised his eyes to look at Leng Sa, who was walking towards him with a gun, and said with a bitter smile, "You made the young lady laugh, the kindness of saving life cannot be repaid. In the future, if the young lady needs anything, feel free to speak. ."

Smiles coldly, "Let's wait until we go out to save the life, how is it, can you hold on?"

Song Lang nodded and said, "No problem."

"That's good." Leng Sa breathed a sigh of relief, they didn't have time to stop here to rectify and rest now.

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Hey, darlings, these two days have been a bit stuck, so there will be fewer updates. I'm about to start preparing for the end of Liyi's thinking. It will be updated on the 5th, and I will follow a little more later. Try to end this month~~(*￣3)(ε￣*)