After Nalan Jingxue left with Su Rui, Jun Rushuang turned around with gloomy eyes, slightly picked up the spy jaw with the long sword in his hand, and looked down at him condescendingly, "Since you have the courage to do tricks under Ben Shuai's nose, then Ben Shuai will let you see the end of your meticulous work." ”

This is the Flying Tiger Battalion has been assembled, this is a team of soldiers trained by Jun Rushuang, brave in battle, all of them are good soldiers in the army who have followed him through countless battles and battles.

Jun Rushuang looked at the spy, "Since you have already made such a big sacrifice, wouldn't you be sorry for the flesh and skin you suffered that day if you don't open the city gate today?" After he finished speaking, he said to the commander of the Flying Tiger Battalion, "Arrange it, prepare to open the city gate, and let's catch turtles in an urn." ”

"Yes!" The commander of the Flying Tiger Battalion has been fighting with Jun Rushuang for many years, and when he saw that his commander's eyes showed a ruthlessness that he had not seen for a long time, he knew that Jun Rushuang was really angry.

He answered loudly.

has been bullied by the Rouran people for so long, and they have been trapped inside this heavenly gate, and they are all aggrieved. Therefore, this battle must either not be fought, or if it is fought, it must be won.

As soon as Jun Rushuang told everyone about her plan, everyone became excited. Since the enemy used the bitter meat trick and the Ming Xiu plank road to secretly cross Chencang, then he would come up with a plan. On the way to the city wall, Suri had already told him what he had seen on the cliff of Izai, and at that time he had already formed a plan in his heart. If things really go as Suri expected, then his plan will definitely succeed.

In the quiet moonlit night, Tianmen Pass was like a sleeping beast, lying quietly in the moonlight.

Suddenly there were a few loud noises in the city, and then several fires suddenly burst forth, licking the dark sky like tongues of fire.

The cavalry who were ambushed outside the Tianmen Pass saw that several places inside the Tianmen Pass were on fire, and they couldn't hide the excitement in their hearts, their plan was successful. Dajin really hit the plan!

The gentle general raised the long sword in his hand high, and the long sword was reflected by the moonlight, and the long sword was as bright as snow, and it penetrated into the bones.

In the expectation of the Rouran cavalry, the unbreakable gate of the Heavenly Gate was slowly opened, and the city tower seemed to be in chaos!

The plan was successful! The gates are wide open! This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for meritorious service!

"Kill." With his order, thousands of cavalry lit the torches in their hands in unison, and looked down from the gate of heaven, the torches lit up the entire valley dottedly, and in an instant, the neighing and the sound of horses' hooves resounded in the sky, caused by iron hooves, and everything bent down.

The gates opened by the Gate of Heaven were like a black cave full of temptations, luring these high-spirited soldiers to follow one another like moths to a fire.

The Rouran cavalry, who was the first to rush into the Tianmen Pass, did not see the expected qiē, but were shocked by the silence here.

There is a city gate behind the city gate, and there is an urn city at this heavenly gate, a city within a city! Between the two gates was a flat school field surrounded by a high wall, and it was dark inside, there was no expected fighting, only a void black, like a huge black curtain that completely enveloped the cavalry who rushed here.

"Wait a minute. Don't rush the order behind! It was the leading cavalry commander who first felt these four almost a dead silence, and he felt the smell of death.

But the voice he shouted with all his might was so weak in front of the sound of the cavalry fighting with all his might, that even the people around him did not hear his voice, and he was already drowned in a sea of sound. The cavalry behind is still pouring in, but the cavalry in front has no way forward, and in the blink of an eye, this huge school field has been crowded with Rouran cavalry. The horses rubbed together, and even the horses neighed dangerously.

"The gates are closed!" The cavalry behind was suddenly horrified to find that the city gate weighing more than 1,000 catties was slowly falling, and the heavy and solid city gate was slowly moving down in the dark, like a sharp blade, cutting off the cavalry.

"Retreat! Hit the trick! The soldiers near the gate tried to turn their horses, but there were still people behind them rushing forward without knowing what to do, and for a moment the gate was in chaos. The front can't get out, and the back can't retreat.

They watched in despair as the huge gates slowly pressed down on top of their heads, and then mercilessly crushed them all under the cold stones. The blood was squeezed out from under the stone gate, and slowly flowed down the hillside, and the cavalry who had no progress behind them suddenly became confused, they wanted to turn their horses and leave, but they were blocked by their own people, at this time, the golden dragon flag of the banner of Dajin was suddenly erected, and the mighty shouts of the Dajin people sounded on the city tower, and then, the arrow feathers that were as dense as a bull mangs were like a moving wall, densely falling from the sky.

That cry was a mourning for the death of his own compatriots, a pronouncement of the death of the enemy.

The firelight lit up on the gates of heaven, turning the night into day, and the arrows of vengeance fell like a dense rain, mercilessly piercing the bodies of their enemies, and washing away the shame of their own people as slaves with their blood!

Jun Rushuang stood on the city tower, looking at the Rouran people who were killed by arrows under the city with a sinking face, and he ordered someone to press the spy and force him to watch with his eyes wide open.

He wants the people of Rouran to remember this lesson forever! Dajin is not only weak and bullying women and children, but also iron-blooded men like them!

He needs this victory! It's so needed.

As a commander-in-chief, he knew that a unit had been suppressed in the Tianmen Pass for a long time and could only rely on the grievances of natural dangers, and over time, the morale of the soldiers was a big problem.

God gave him this opportunity at the most opportune time, and as a sharp and sober commander, he seized it.

Watching the enemy die in despair and wailing gave him a strange peace of mind.

He turned his gaze to look at the spy with red eyes, and there was a faint softness in his gaze. If it weren't for Su Rui, I am afraid that it would be Dajin's soldiers who are wailing under the city today. Surie is really his lucky star! She had saved his life, and now she had given him a long-awaited victory.

The city of Urn turned into a slaughter field, which was a completely oppressive victory, and there was no suspense that Jun Rushuang would win.

The roars and wails of the Rouran people resounded throughout Tianmen Mountain, and Su Rui listened to them even in the back camp. She stood and sat and sat and stood in the tent uneasily, not sleepy at all. However, as soon as Nalan Jingxue came back, she collapsed on the small bed on the side, closed her clothes and closed her eyes.

Su Rui finally couldn't help it, she walked to Nalan Jingxue's side and stopped.

Nalan Jingxue noticed that Su Rui was watching him, and he slowly opened his eyes, and he saw Su Rui's eyes full of guilt.

Nalan Jingxue was puzzled and propped up her body slightly and looked up at Su Rui.

"I'm sorry." Su Rui thought for a long time and slowly spoke.

"What?" Now it was Nalan Jingxue's turn to wonder, he frowned and asked, "What have you done to be sorry for me?" ”

"Outside are your compatriots. But for the sake of my country...... You betrayed them. Su Rui said uneasily.

So it's because of this? Nalan Jingxue couldn't help but chuckle, "If you're sorry for this, then you don't have to. ”

"Why?" Su Rui asked in surprise, isn't he a Rouran person?

"Because they never regarded me as a Rouran, I only called myself a Rouran because of my background, and I have no feelings for them. In fact, whether it is Hu Guo, Dajin, or Rouran, they are all the same in my eyes. Nalan Jingxue said slowly. So you don't have to feel guilty. I'm just me. Nalan Jingxue. It was and will continue to be. ”