She leaned in his arms, shivering in the autumn night, but her heart was as hot as fire.

The two leaned against each other, along the cliffs bordering Qiongyu Peak and the basin, and waded through the lake and slowly walked up the hillside high ground.

Ning Nanyou carefully supported Jiang Chengjia, and like a treasure, he first carried her to a huge rock facing the hillside and sat down, then climbed the edges and corners of the rock and jumped up.

A man and a woman stood on the huge rocks, looking down at the calm lake water under her feet, but they were still in shock. Just half an hour ago, this was the best view to view the mountains, but now it has become the burial place for many Hun soldiers.

Looking at the corpses floating on the lake, Jiang Chengjia tightly held the palm of the husband beside him and sighed: "Tonight's trip is really a critical moment."

Ning Nan lowered his eyes and was silent.

On the other side of the grassland, thousands of troops were already running towards the Cangshan Basin with torches.

Seeing a trace of whiteness gradually appearing in the sky, the husband said in a calm voice: "Let's go."

The girl nodded obediently, and the two turned around and prepared to climb the mountain and leave.

A sound of horse hooves came faintly from the silent valley. Ning Nanyou gathered his ears, his eyes turned, and carefully identified the direction of the source of the movement.

Suddenly, a "whoosh" sound broke through the clouds, mountains and rivers.

Lang Jun turned his head alertly and looked towards the valley plains through an ice lake. He saw a sharp feather arrow flashing with cold light shot towards the huge rocks of the East Mountain where they were located like thunder.

He was shocked suddenly. Before his brain could think, he subconsciously stretched out his hand and pushed the girl standing beside him away.

When he faced the fast arrow like lightning, he had no time to dodge. In an instant, his eyes suddenly widened. The cloud-piercing arrow shot into his chest accurately.

Jiang Chengjia stumbled and fell to the side, almost rolling down from the boulder, holding the edges and corners like conditioned reflexes, and his body turned around quickly before he could stand firm. As soon as he looked up, he saw a cold arrow hit Ning Nanyou. The beautiful eyes instantly dissipated, leaving only cold and fear, and his whole body was trembling.

"Erlang!"

With a call, he penetrated the silent valley and started to startle the crows resting on the branches of the cliff, and circled towards the sky in a panic.

Jiang Chengjia rushed to the side of the Langjun who was caught in the arrow and carried him into his arms calmly, looking around for the direction of the arrow shooting, and finally saw a person on the flat ground behind the rocks of the valley and lake.

The young man was covered in plain clothes, surrounded by the cold moonlight, and his eyes looked at this side without moving, holding a bow and arrow in his hand that he had not been able to put down.

The girl's mind was blank, she was extremely frightened, and her chest was undulating. Before the man raised the bow and arrow again, Ning Nanyou, who was hit by the arrow, struggled to hide in the corner connecting the hillside with the huge rocks.

In the darkness, Jiang Chengjia touched the blood of his hand and hurriedly looked down at the person in pain in his arms.

The sharp arrow hit the Langjun's chest and half of the arrow was buried. The severe pain that urged his heart to cut off the liver completely lost his blood.

The arrow pierced through the sternum, and a surging and sweet feeling rushed upwards from the abdomen. Scarlet and dazzling blood flowed out of Lang Jun's mouth, and the suffocation choked his throat, making him unable to breathe.

"How are you, you, how are you?" Seeing him vomiting blood, Jiang Chengjia was panicked, his voice trembled, and Li Li was afraid.

Ning Nanyou swallowed blood with difficulty, and his chest was fluctuating greatly, wanting to breathe fresh air. However, every time he breathed, he felt that the arrowhead on his chest was deeper, and the pain of scraping the bones and spurting the flesh was stronger.

He opened his mouth and wanted to say a few words to Jiang Chengjia, but he seemed to be locked in his throat by a ghost hand, pressing his voice, and he could not make it.

Jiang Chengjia's eyes were blurred and his whole body was trembling: "Erlang, you... bear it, I'll go find someone to save you now."

The husband in her arms bent his legs and struggled to support himself, gritted his teeth, raised his heavy arms, and his fingers with distinct joints trembled and placed them on the handle of the arrow.

Jiang Chengjia thought he was going to draw the arrow, so he panickedly stopped him and said out of control: "Are you crazy? If you pull out the arrow, you will definitely die in this deep mountain canyon!"

Ning Nanyou swallowed the blood foam and spoke hard: "Listen to me...Listen to me. Aluo, I know my condition...I don't want to pull the arrow. Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, or the arrow is too long, which will cause the wound to grow bigger and bigger."

Jiang Chengjia was too frightened. Seeing that he was so seriously injured, his brain was in chaos, and he didn't expect this at all.

He endured the severe pain, and his eyebrows frowned into the character Sichuan, his eyes were completely cool, and his eyelashes kept trembling.

The girl forced herself to calm down. Seeing that Langjun held her hand on the arrow again, she immediately adjusted her posture and used her hands and feet to fix her trembling body to prevent him from struggling due to pain and causing the arrow to be misaligned.

After Dongxi drove away, he pushed away the night and the thick clouds, and a ray of light broke through the sky, and suddenly slowed down and landed on the hillside.

The husband encouraged his courage and bit his lower lip tightly, one pinched the handle of the arrow and the other pinched the arrow body, and cut off the arrow body with all his strength.

The handle of the arrow was pressed down by him vigorously, and the arrow inserted into his chest raised upwards with the force, stirring the flesh around his wound. The hard and cold arrows rubbed and teared his flesh and blood, and the wound was bleeding.

Such a tragic situation made Jiang Chengjia unable to bear to look at him, closed his eyes hard, and trembled with the trembling of the husband.

He growled in a low voice, and the pain in his chest was so heartbroken that he was almost unable to bear it.

With a "click" sound, the long arrow broke and two pieces, Ning Nanyou almost used all his strength, and his hand that popped out of the arrow fell heavily to the ground.

Jiang Chengjia opened one eye and looked at him quietly. The lower lip was bitten by him, and a row of neat tooth marks were oozing out of blood, dotted on the lips, making it look particularly charming. They were already so embarrassed, and he still tried hard to support his spirits and said to her gentlely: "You, you, don't worry. I can still hold on."

Seeing this, Jiang Chengjia began to tremble uncontrollably, tears rushing out like a dam, and blamed himself and said in pain: "It's me... it's me. If I believe you again, calm down. Tonight, you won't be hit by an arrow here. Sorry... sorry."

Ning Nanyou took a lot of effort to breathe, pulled out a bleak smile, and still had the intention to comfort her: "Look. We're even."

Jiang Chengjia had a pale face, tears flowing unstoppable, and looked up around. They were completely covered by the towering mountains, and had nowhere to escape, and could not call for help.

She had experienced despair tonight. Now, this feeling has come again, defeating all her garrison without warning.

"What should I do...What should I do?" Jiang Chengjia leaned against the hidden place on the oblique angle of the hillside, and said without any help: "How do I save you?"

At the foot of the mountain are deep lakes and the Hun cavalry, and on the mountain are steep paths and dense jungles. No matter where she goes, she cannot escape with the seriously injured Ning Nanyou.

Ning Nanyou's lips became whiter and whiter. He said with a low breath: "Aluo, calm down... don't worry about me for now, go out from Cangshan..."

His words were intermittent and incomplete.

Jiang Chengjia stared at her eyes and said in disbelief: "You asked me to leave you here?"

Although she had told herself to calm down countless times in her heart, once she saw the continuous flow of blood from his chest, her reason collapsed and was so broken that it could not be pieced together.

"Ning Zhaoyuan, what are you saying? You were still talking to me just now, wanting to... and me..."

She couldn't continue and broke down and said, "How can you say something that made me leave you?"

Jiang Chengjia burst into tears.

Ning Nanyou was also worried. He groped and searched, grabbed her cold and trembling hands, placed them on her lips, gently kissed them, and said weakly: "No, I am not, I am not, I am not going to let you abandon me. Only when you go out can I be rescued. A Luo, no matter which road, if you take me, neither of us will survive."

The girl holding him suppressed her crying, and crystal tears hit his face and slid along the bridge of her nose into the dry lips.

Bitter and salty.

His consciousness gradually became thinner, slowly, slowly suppressed by pain and sleepiness, and lost himself.

Jiang Chengjia gritted his teeth and held his breath. Seeing that he was gradually drowsy, he felt his heart suffocated. She exclaimed deeply, closed her eyes for a moment, forcing herself to find her reason, and hugged him quickly and dragged him to a deeper corner. After settling down, she restrained her emotions and said to him: "Then...you...you have to wait for me. When I come to find someone, you are not allowed to faint!"

Ning Nanyou struggled to spread his heavy eyelids, nodded faintly and said, "Okay. I, I'll wait for you."

The girl raised her eyes, stood up and squatted in front of the rocks, and looked at the lake water at the bottom of the valley to investigate the enemy situation in the opposite valley. With the faint sun, she saw that on the flat ground behind the peak stones, the Hun soldiers who had arrived had already set up camps and dug a passage in the cracks of the peak stones, trying to lure the lake water to another place.

The basin in front of Qiongyu Peak is the only entrance to the Baidao Canyon leading to the Great Wei Dynasty. There was a tall peak stone blocking it before the entrance of the gorge, so the flood rushing down from the mountains did not allow the floods rushing through the basin and toward the gorge.

The Huns had only two ways to raise an army to attack the Wei Dynasty.

The first is to enter from Baidao Canyon and lead directly to the border town.

Second, it was to cross the Cangshan Mountains, traveled for a long distance, and traveled continuously, spending two days and one night to reach the other side of the Canghe River.

Therefore, according to time, the Huns will definitely choose the first path. Therefore, they will inevitably open up the closed peaks and stones around the basin and dig canals to divert water.

She quickly calculated the time for digging the canal and drainage in her mind, and her face turned pale.

The Cangshan Basin is a continuous gully with ups and downs, with a total of seven valleys of all sizes.
Chapter completed!