Xuanbei Pass.

It has a history of more than 2,000 years.

The great achievements of the previous dynasty stand proudly on this northern frontier.

It is still as majestic as ever, and it is a moat in the hearts of many people.

Since this Xuanbei Pass stood here, the bandits and even barbarians of the ice field have never invaded on a large scale.

A full 100,000 troops were stationed here, but the peace that had always been had long since worn away the edges and corners of their battles.

In addition to the personal guards of the Marquis of Xuanbei, who also went to the depths of the north from time to time to fight tooth sacrifices, many soldiers were afraid that they had forgotten how to hold their weapons.

Of course, this is not the most important thing, the whole Central Plains has been in turmoil in recent January, and the veterans have already been transferred away by a directive.

The rest here is pretty much all the recruits. They are all recruits who have spent a lot of money to come here and enjoy the blessings.

Who said that there is a lot of oil and water in this Xinjiang?

There were ten people standing on Xiongguan looking at the north from afar, all of them were staggering, and some were directly paralyzed on the ground, surrounded by broken bottle slag.

"Hiccup, little slut, fortunately, Lao Tzu asked the family to transfer the money to this Xuanbei Pass two months ago. Otherwise, something will happen. A drunken guy, swaying the empty wine bottle, poured two mouthfuls into his mouth, and gave a thumbs up with his other hand, "What the hell is the origin of you little slut, you only joined the army a month ago, and you can come to this Xuanbei Pass." High, really high!"

"Drunkard, they all said that my name is Xiao Jianren, not a little slut!" Xiao Jianren was the only one among the ten people who could still hold his head up and look at the ice field vigilantly.

It was almost the night, and there was still a full hour before it was time for the changing of the guard.

can start from the changing of the guard, the first quarter of an hour is fine, and the rest is all by himself.

Fortunately, this drunkard has been chattering.

"I'm a drunkard, you're a little slut!" the drunkard muttered, tightening his thick clothes, his hazy eyes about to close tightly.

"Drunkard, look what that is!"

A little black appeared on the endless ice field.

Fortunately, recently, for some reason, in the north of the perennial snow, there is still a lot of snow, but there are a lot more cloudy days.

Let this Xuanbei Pass really look far away.

Xiao Jianren shook the drunkard who was about to fall asleep on the spot.

"What? You little slut must learn to drink sooner. Recently, the Marquis of Xuanbei has been getting better about this. What is this? This is what he likes! Only then will he have a future in the future. "This drunkard still speaks so smoothly in a hazy way, which can be called a talent.

Xiao Jianren's pupils shrank slightly, what did he see?

Dense black dots appeared under the eyes, like a gust of wind blowing from afar.

Something is wrong!

Could it be that the turmoil in the Central Plains has spread to the north? The barbarians actually chose to knock at this time?

Xiao Jianren pulled the alarm, and under the collusion of the simple formation, the fierce sound resounded in the military camp not far away.

"Buzz!"

Xuanbei Hou has been depressed for a month, and he has been accompanied by wine all day long.

I drank before going to bed today, and I don't know how much to fall asleep.

The sound of the siren woke him from his sleep.

But he was at a loss, he still had the memory of this voice when he quarreled in the galaxy before, but now he has been sitting in Xuanbei Pass for less than twenty years, and he has long forgotten the meaning of this voice when he wakes up from a drunken dream.

What would dare to wake him up?

Rubbing his swollen head, the wine he drank was all excellent wine, even made with spirit grass, even if he was a legend, he couldn't avoid the feeling of hangover.

This sound?

Xuanbei Hou trembled violently, and finally woke up.

"Enemy attack!"

"Prepare for battle!"

The guards were already shouting loudly outside.

How fast can a group of recruits be able to egg.

Xuanbei Hou sat at the head of the bed, his pupils were loose, and he was a little more eccentric.

"Master Hou!"

Someone pushed open the wooden door.

It's his chief of guard. An old fellow who has been with him for thirty years.

"Master Hou!"

Xuanbei Hou stood up, dressed in a plain robe, without any momentum on his body, "How many barbarians?"

The chief of the guard's face froze slightly, "No less than fifty thousand." ”

"Surrender!" Xuanbei Hou said lightly.

"Master Hou!"

"Surrender!" Xuanbei Hou's eyes were still flat, he lazily took his battle robe, and turned his back to this person who was closer than his wife, and slowly put it on his body, "What's the use of the British name?"

"He can do anything for the sake of a little bit of fame in history, and I can't surrender for the sake of 100,000 new troops?"

"I don't know what to think about creating evil, using human flesh to build a famous city. They are all heroes and heroes of my last dynasty! They all have old mothers and children waiting at home!" Xuanbei Hou had a bitter expression in his mouth.

It was the disagreement with the end of the Tianxi that caused him to be left out in the cold for more than a month, and even the veterans who could be used to fight were all transferred to leave Xuanbei Pass and go to the front line.

A group of recruits, even if they have the benefit of Xuanbei Pass, how can they defend 50,000 barbarian elite soldiers?

This was the last thing I ever did!

Xuanbei Hou was still thinking, and suddenly his head hurt and he fainted to the ground.

......

Nangong Fan and the others stopped a kilometer away from Xuanbei Pass, and more than 50,000 people were like one person, without a little panic. They all froze in place with a gesture.

As if they had been measured, Nangong Fan and the others at the head of the queue were exactly one kilometer away from Xuanbei Pass.

It's a very clever number, a distance that the Spiritual Light Cannon can no longer lock, a distance that everyone can guarantee their absolute safety.

Although a few people are confident that a Xuanbei Pass can't stop them, this is no longer the previous petty fight, this is a war!

There is no one who does not care for his life, and several people are very cautious in their hearts.

Shen Luofu and Hu Teng themselves will not lead troops to fight, at most they will sit in the atrium, but the battles experienced by their capable people are no less than those of a hundred generals, and this position is selected by the barbarian first-level martial saint-level generals.

The barbarian tribe's research on Xuanbei Pass obviously didn't know how many years it was, and this military general just looked up and down a few times, and deliberately swept a few hidden positions, and his face was relaxed.

"I don't know what happened to this Xuanbei Pass, I feel that there is less of that smell. The general spoke.

"Don't talk so much about mother-in-law, you are the coach at this time, you say, what do you want us to do. Hu Teng's pupils widened.

What is missing that flavor or not that taste, I don't understand!

Why did you just say what you were going to do?

The general's face was full of grievances, and he didn't have time to speak.

With the eyesight of a few people, it was easy to see that the closed Xuanbei Pass was opened.

"Hmm, it's!"

A slip of iron cavalry rushed out of the Xuanbei Pass.

The two thousand people formed a torrent of black steel, and even if they were a full kilometer apart, they could feel the ground tremble.

The people of Xuanbei Pass did not rely on the defense of the majestic city pass, but they still took the initiative to attack?

What kind of bullshit manager is this?

Then Xuanbei Hou, who became famous fifty years ago, is not such a bastard?

Shen Luofu, as the person who traveled the most between the two places, just glanced at it like this, and recognized it, "Xuanbei Marquis's personal guards?"

You want to come to a man-to-man duel in the North Gate.

The reason why the first card is not out is the king bomb, right?

This is extremely unreasonable, there is wood!

"It's the Guards. "The barbarian generals can be sent by Qianyi to assist Hu Teng, a reckless guy, in addition to his prestige in the army, it is also because he is very familiar with some armies in the Central Plains that he stands out from the barbarian generals.

The barbarians are a group of people who are extremely fond of fighting in their bones, and for this place, the group of famous generals of various tribes almost broke their heads the night before.

Even these 50,000 barbarians were cobbled together from the elite of the various tribes.

The barbarians can't afford to come up with an army of such high quality as 20,000.

"Mangula, can you say something useful?" Tiger Teng's eyes looked at the torrent of steel and charged towards him.

Even if he is consummated, he can't help but feel panicked at this time.

These two thousand iron lumps, if they are led by famous generals, although they do not have the immediate effect of the battle array, it is not much of a problem to kill one or two ordinary legends.

The personal guards of the Marquis of Xuanbei were all ranked iron cavalry in the entire last dynasty.

Even if he wanted to kill all these two thousand people, it would take a lot of effort. The person wrapped in the iron pimple can only be shaken to death by the anti-shock, although this iron pimple is not a spiritual weapon, I am afraid that it is a little stronger than an ordinary spiritual weapon.

Normally, seeing such an army, consummation has to make way for this.

This is also the reason why the last dynasty had a huge deterrent effect on the rivers and lakes.

"Wolf cavalry, charge!" Mangula shouted, made a gesture, and led the crowd out with the ice wolf under him.

This war horse hidden in the steel is naturally also a demon beast, but on the ice, compared to the ice wolf, a demon beast that gallops in the ice and snow, it is more than a grade.

This is also the strange place in Mangula's heart, Xuanbei Hou is a famous general who became famous on the earth fifty years ago.

That's it?

Looking at it this way, it is not an order issued by a famous general who is mature in all aspects and has his own style.

It's like a moth made by someone who just learned a little bit of the art of war and can't wait to show off.

Could it be that this Xuanbei Hou will let his students make a move again? But he won't let his students come like this.

After all, the famous barbarian generals appeared behind closed doors to play by themselves, and the first battle was fought with the Marquis of Xuanbei, and the barbarian Gula was still full of blood, so from the moment he was chosen, he was planning various ways to break the Xiongguan that had stood for two thousand years.

After a few ponders, the only way to force a breakthrough with the power of several consummations is to blast out a gap and destroy all the lethal weapons such as the spiritual light cannon, otherwise it is pushing the barbarian elite into the defense!

But now it just feels ridiculous.

Can this resound across the galaxy of famous generals are all paper tigers?

Shatter at the touch of a button.

The wolf cavalry followed, silently behind Mangula.

Several people had the heart to see what this brute Gula was capable of, and they had no intention of making a move.

Mangula looked at the steel torrent that was getting closer and closer in front of him, and a drop of hot sweat flowed from his forehead, I don't know if it was an illusion, but he always felt a death will in the flood.

His heart fluctuated slightly, and there was a hint of fear in his heart.

Compared with the iron cavalry armed to the teeth, the brute is a hide of animal skin, and this gap is too big.

Maybe Xuanbei Hou felt that his personal guards could strangle these more than 50,000 soldiers together?

The shadow of the name tree of man. Even if he laughed at Xuanbei Hou in his heart for not being worthy of his name, when he faced the iron horse like this, he was still panicked in his heart.

Stabilizing his mind, Mangula's eyes gradually became bloodthirsty, and he made a gesture with his hands.

The wolf cavalry behind them slammed into two sides.

Treading on the snow without a trace, he avoided the frontal impact of the iron knight.

It was a clash of heavy cavalry and light cavalry.

Mangula's gaze became more and more calm, and the wolf cavalry, who was a step faster, retreated with one blow on both sides of the iron cavalry, and would never fall in love with battle.

The Iron Rider ignored the Barbarian Gullah's intentions, and continued to charge forward under the spear of the leader.

In this way, there are always iron horsemen who are left behind, and none of them stop.

Mangula is worthy of being a famous general of the barbarian race, and in this short distance of three hundred meters, the wolf cavalry under his command easily cannibalized no less than a thousand iron cavalry.

The Iron Rider was not the least moved.

The Iron Rider has only one goal.

Nangong Fan looked at the iron knight who was getting closer and closer, and that death will rushed straight to his mind.

Mourning soldiers?

Will the mourning soldiers win?