In the northern Xinjiang of Yan Kingdom, the cold winter is coming, and the eyes are full of silver.

In the barracks, the training of recruits became more and more difficult, and the atmosphere became heavier and heavier as spring approached.

The spies in the north got news from the Wu Dynasty, which was gathering troops and horses, preparing to wait for the Spring Festival to arrive and move south.

This news is not good news for the 50,000 recruits in the boot camp, although the 50,000 recruits have made a lot of progress after three months of training, but they are still far from going to the battlefield.

After all, war is different from training, and the beginning of war means death, and no amount of hard training can compare with it.

Ning Fan and Zhu Ye were also very nervous, the two had never experienced a war, and their hearts were full of fear for the upcoming war between the two dynasties.

However, compared to Ning Fan, Zhu Ye, who is eager to make meritorious contributions in the war, is slightly better, and at the same time he is afraid, he also has a trace of expectation for the war.

Just when everyone was in the mood of fear or anticipation, spring in the north gradually arrived.

After the cold winter passed, everything ushered in the season of recovery, and in the early spring of this vigorous recovery, the Wu Dynasty in the north finally began to move.

After preparing for a winter in the Wu Dynasty, all the grain and grass resources were continuously transported to the front line, and after the grain and grass materials, the Moon Elder Princess of the Wu Dynasty led an army of 200,000 to the south, and the amazing formation shook the world.

In the court of Yan, Emperor Yan received the news that the Northern Wu Dynasty was waving troops south, and was furious, and immediately sent the general of Yan to lead his troops north.

In the northern frontier of Yan State, adjacent to the southern city, the defenders of Yan State resisted the attack of the Wu Dynasty army with all their might, and the losses were extremely heavy.

Seeing that Binan City was about to be lost, the military camp not far from Binan City, Ning Fan and other 50,000 recruits were all sent to the battlefield.

The real war has finally arrived.

200,000 against 50,000, the elite of the Wu Dynasty under the personal command of the Moon Elder Princess on one side, and the remnants of the defeated army in Binan City on the other side plus 50,000 recruits who had only been trained for three months, the seriously unequal combat power foreshadowed the defeat of this war from the beginning.

In the city of Binan, thousands of Yan recruits like Ning Fan entered the battlefield and saw the cruelty of war for the first time.

Death, so near.

In just half a day, more than 5,000 of the 50,000 soldiers defending the city were killed, the entire wall was stained red with blood, and corpses were piled up all over the corners.

Many recruits were all frightened when they saw such a cruel scene, and some of them vomited in fear, one of them was Ning Fan.

Ning Fan, who was born ordinary, has nothing outstanding except for reading more than others, and in the face of the cruelty of war, the fear in his heart is no less than anyone else.

After half a day of brutal fighting, Ning Fan was so frightened that he couldn't even stand still, but Zhu Ye forcibly supported him, so he didn't fall to the ground.

There are not a few ordinary recruits like Ning Fan, and after a big battle, they are so frightened that they can't give up.

The general defending the city felt powerless when he saw that the 50,000 recruits were so unbearable.

He has also walked from a recruit to this day, and understands the long and painful process of growth, but the Wu Dynasty will not have the time for these people to grow up, if these 50,000 recruits cannot overcome the fear of war, at most five days, Binan City will be breached.

When night came, the soldiers patrolling the city came and went with torches in their hands, and their expressions could not be concealed.

The dark night is always frightening, especially after a tragic battle, the soldiers in the city dare not relax for half a minute, and always tense their minds.

In the middle of the night, it was the turn of Ning Fan and Zhu Ye's team to patrol, and the two got up from the camp tent, put on their armor and took their weapons, and went to patrol.

At the time of the third watch, it was the most exhausting moment for a person, and most of the soldiers in the city had already fallen asleep, tense their minds for the day, making the 50,000 recruits even more tired.

At this time, in front of the city, black shadows jumped up to the city tower, cut through the scimitar, and killed the soldiers on the city tower.

Eleven black shadows, each of them suffered extraordinary, and in just a few breaths, they killed all the soldiers on the city tower.

"How can it be so quiet. ”

In the city, Zhu Ye, who was patrolling, looked at the city tower not far away and spoke.

"Isn't it good to be quiet, it means that nothing is happening. ”

Ning Fan followed Zhu Ye's gaze and said.

"Not quite right. ”

Zhu Ye looked in the direction of the city tower and said in a condensed voice, "It's too quiet." ”

Suddenly, in the darkness of the night, black shadows swept by, each with a scimitar in their hands, quickly slashing all those who stood in their way.

"No, someone is attacking the camp and wants to open the city gate!"

Zhu Ye saw many dark shadows and shouted loudly.

Zhu Ye's voice resounded through the darkness, and one by one the soldiers looked at the city tower and immediately stepped forward to stop it.

In the darkness of the night, thousands of soldiers stepped forward with swords, trying to stop the eleven men in black from opening the city gates.

However, it was already too late.

Eleven men in black with strong martial arts killed the soldiers guarding the city gate and opened the city gate.

The next moment, an arrow flew into the sky, exploding a brilliant firework.

And not far north of Binan City, the three thousand iron horsemen had been waiting for a long time, ready to set off at any time.

The moment the arrow flew into the sky, the Moon Spirit Princess's eyes flashed and she waved her hand.

Suddenly, three thousand iron horsemen rushed out like a torrent of molten iron and rushed towards the city of Binan.

And in the city of Binan, eleven black-clothed men with strong martial arts tried their best to guard the city gates, buying the most precious half an hour for the arrival of the three thousand iron horsemen.

As the sound of the iron horse stepping across the earth sounded, all the Yan Kingdom recruits showed fear on their faces.

In the dark night, even the moonlight could hardly be seen, and three thousand iron horsemen rushed through the distance and rushed into the city.

The killing, and so begins.

The scimitar slashed, and a waterfall of blood flowers bloomed, and the beauty was intoxicating.

The splendor of life bloomed so brilliantly at the last moment, and every soldier tried his best to resist, just to survive.

In front of the three thousand iron horses, the moon spirit in silver armor held a scimitar and killed a blood-stained road.

Ning Fan, who was frightened stupidly, stood there dumbfounded, unable to move, and the edge of the scimitar slashed, like the sickle of death, ruthlessly taking his life.

"Be careful!"

On the side, when Zhu Ye saw this, he immediately pounced and threw the frightened Ning Fan to the ground.

The scimitar slashed, cutting a waterfall of blood on Zhu Ye's shoulder, and on the horse, Yue Ling frowned, patted the horse's back, grabbed the reins with one hand, and slid off the horse's back, swinging the knife and slashing at the two.

"Be careful!"

Ning Fan, who was thrown to the ground, saw the oncoming knife light, and also forgot to be afraid, and rolled around with Zhu Ye in his arms, dodging the knife light.

The two most ordinary recruits of the Yan Kingdom, in order to survive, kept struggling, covered in mud, and looked extremely embarrassed.

Moon Ling missed the sword, his body swung over, and he returned to the horse's back, one hand slammed over the reins, and the war horse neighed, and his front hooves were raised, stepping towards the two of them.

Ning Fan and Zhu Ye couldn't react, and they were trampled by the war horse, and their mouths suddenly overflowed.

Up and down on horseback, one kills, the other survives, and different fates are also fighting against fate.