In ancient times, it was never the best policy to fight head-to-head between the two armies at night, there were high mountains outside Lancheng, and there were also rivers, which were two zhang wide, although they were not mountains and rivers, but they were not easy for ordinary people.

There is no bridge on the other side of the river, and if you want to cross the river, it is only feasible for the northern region to agree to lower the suspension bridge, and the only feasible way is the steep and rugged Yuhua Mountain.

How the Xiliang people arrived didn't think about it, they were good at riding and shooting but they couldn't pass through the water, and those brute force could only row boats.

Not to mention that the Northern Regions and the Western Liang have been fighting outside the gate of this Lan City for a long time, and the two sides don't know each other thoroughly, but they also know a thing or two.

At this moment, the boats moored on the bank of the river are obviously not from Xiliang, so these are these southerners who hide their whereabouts and have obviously started a war with the Northern Regions, but they have to be sneaky to be that villain.

Wuxian held the long sword in his hand every swing and brought up pieces of blood, he rushed to kill, even Chen Xuande, who had been in a hundred battles, fell behind him, the evil aura and that bravery around Wuxian did not know how many enemy soldiers were chilled in their hearts, and even the soldiers of the Northern Regions who rushed behind Wuxian saw that they had a little more courage.

As the highest status in Lan City today, he was standing at the head of the wall and took this scene into his eyes through the fire tower lit outside the wall, looking at the murderous appearance of Wu Xian, he only sighed slightly.

He knew very well why this kid was for, thinking that back then, there was a mutiny in the palace, and Rao was his sister who was relieved that she was still in her infancy, but in the end she still followed the first emperor.

Before closing those eyes, she gave the surname and the name of Wuxian Bei, and let herself take Wuxian out of the palace, so that one day if Wuxian chooses not to return to this place, he will use the name Bei Wuxian for the rest of his life.

But Wu Wu came back, not for that position, but for a lifetime of leisure, and the world let him be free.

Bei Jinghong sighed, thinking about fourteen years ago, he was only fourteen years old, because his sister's relationship was in the limelight in the imperial capital for a while, if it wasn't for that night, I am afraid that he would still be the noble son who only knows how to eat, drink and have fun every day.

Because of his sister's words, Bei Jinghong, who had never suffered a little, took a group of cronies out of the imperial capital overnight with Wuxian in his arms, and killed countless assassinations, he made an illusion, and when he rested in peace overnight, he let people find a person who was about the same size as himself and Wuxian who had just died as a stand-in, and lit a fire, so that he was able to get out.

None of the people in the imperial capital who knew what happened back then thought that the infant child would make such a big fight just after he returned, and he could be assassinated on the street.

But this person who looks handsome and unparalleled, and his whole body is as cold as the cold winter of Shenjiu, and his methods are also extremely ruthless, which is also an excellent deterrent for those restless people in the court, but in the end, some people are unwilling, which is not surprising for Bei Wuxian and Bei Jinghong.

At this time, Bei Jinghong sighed that the child he had sacrificed for fourteen years to raise was about to be unable to keep it, it was really sad, he didn't even have a caring daughter-in-law these years, and all his thoughts were used to cultivate him.

After coming back to his senses, Bei Jinghong couldn't help but smile bitterly, the mountain and river fan in his hand slapped in his palm, obviously suppressing something, and after a closer look, he could see the smile in his eyes, and even his body trembled slightly, and it was understandable to use a fan to cover it up.

And at this moment, Bei Jinghong finally saw the southerners who were invisible in the light of the firelight, even if some people's hair was wrapped with strips of cloth, but the two sides fought each other, and their heads could not necessarily be protected, so how could they talk about strips of cloth.

Not to mention that the weapons in their hands are very different from the rugged Xiliang people, just looking at it is enough for people to recognize it. Some were small in stature, but they clenched their slender scimitars in their hands, while others were tall with strips of cloth tied around their heads, and they held slender and slender swords in their hands, and they could recognize the beautiful hilt of the sword at a closer glance.

It is the difference between the knife and the sword, and it is also the difference between the different ways of making moves, when Bei Jinghong saw it clearly, he was angry at the moment, this southern country secretly helped the Xiliang people to commit my northern region, it is simply hateful, if you are above board, it will be okay, and the appearance of being brave but having to be mixed is disgusting.

Bei Jinghong's handsome face, which stood with his eyes but did not have any years, was dark at the moment, and he didn't look at the soldiers behind him, and directly patted the wall and shouted with internal force

"What a rat-feared southerner, who invaded my northern territory, but didn't even dare to show his face, what a good rooster and dog thief, when no one in the northern region could not succeed.....?

If there is any Chinese language in the five countries, then there is only this one southern country, the southern country is divided into east and west, living on a land separated by the ocean, Rao is so, the countries on the east and west sides of the southern country are also language incomprehensible (the east is Japanese, the west is foreign, it is purely apocryphal, do not pursue the specific details.) ）

They were all like this, not to mention the other four countries, so there was no answer to Bei Jinghong's shout, and in an instant, Bei Jinghong became popular.

He didn't believe that they didn't go out with an interpreter, the trade of the five countries was never small, and all countries had interpreters, but at this moment, he didn't get any answer when he roared, and it could be said that he fell in the face before the battle.

Bei Jinghong clenched the mountain and river fan in his hand tightly, and then smiled angrily, seeing that the southerners below were identified and no longer concealed, the current offensive was a little tighter, and Rao was a little unstoppable.

The people of the Western Liang immediately worked hard, all of them were riding war horses on this trip, and this alone was insufficient in the northern region, if it was said that the Wuwu had the upper hand at the beginning, then after the southerners joined in at this time, they changed from hard to guard.

The tall southerners stabbed their swords in rows after the Western Liang cavalry attacked, while the shorter ones sneaked into the soldiers of the Northern Regions out of nowhere, and this change was just at the moment when the North opened its mouth.

The handsome face of the north on the city wall was solemn, the slender fingers holding the mountain and river fan had turned white, the fox eyes were no longer sparkling, there was both worry and murder, and at this time, Wuxian had also fallen into the encirclement, and it was in front of his own door.

Compared with the cooperation of the local government, these soldiers in the Northern Regions who have not seen blood for a long time are really too bad, if it were not for the courage of the martyrs in front and the morale, I am afraid that the losses at this time would be even more heavy.

Seeing that the soldiers behind him had no choice but to form a regiment and be surrounded and suppressed by the enemy, he shouted loudly and flew up on the ground.

The long sword in his hand swung in a circle, and many enemy lives were collected, and the people of the southern country were a little afraid when they saw this, but the people of Xiliang were more and more brave the more they fought, and their eyes were cold, and they shouted at the moment, "General Chen, take them to retreat to the city...."