"If you want grass insects, you want to cry mantises; I didn't see a gentleman, and I was worried. I also see and stop, and my heart descends. Zhibi South Mountain, words pick its fern; I haven't seen a gentleman, and I'm worried about dropping out, and I'm stopping, and I'm saying in my heart. Zhibi South Mountain, words and its beauty; I am sad that I have not seen a gentleman. I also see and stop, and my heart is ruined. “

From the soldiers who had just survived the great battle to sit around the battlefield surrounded by smoke, their faces were expressionless, there was no brilliance in their eyes, and there was no trace of sadness or joy on their blood-stained faces, but they just hugged the long knife in their hands tightly, motionless, and sang the songs of their hometown in their mouths.

The sad ballad slowly echoed on the battlefield where the tragic battle had just taken place, the tone was long and sad, from one to three or five, from three or five to hundreds, and finally every surviving armor soldier who sat on the ground with his legs crossed his legs and greeted it with an expressionless voice, the voice was grand and extremely sad.

"It's the ballad of my hometown, it's the ballad of Yanzhou, and the folk sound is moving!"

A man in black and gray armor stood with a sword, his huge and broad body was like a majestic mountain in front of Xiongguan, the armor was full of mottled knife marks and thick blood, this was a symbol of his glory, his eyes were lowered, and he let out a long sigh, as if he was sighing and said.

"It's a pity we can't go home." "The wind should have risen in my hometown at this time!" ”

The man's expression was lonely, his hand holding the handle of the knife was bruised, and his heart seemed to be roaring with mountains and seas.

Yanzhou is located on the plateau, and at the end of summer, the yellow sand is everywhere and the wind is howling.

It was August of the fourth year of Emperor Zhou Ai, and it rained in Yanzhou, which was located in the south of the Eastern Continent, and there was no yellow sand and strong wind as usual, and the lonely figure seemed to melt into the misty drizzle.

"General, we have now been blocked in Shanhaiguan, it is better for us to abandon the pass and leave, reoccupy the land of the three auxiliaries of the royal city, and defend the city again, and the imperial capital is rich in materials and medicinal materials, we can completely keep these rats out of the city!"

The black-armored young warrior shook his horsewhip, swept across the gunsmoke-filled Shura field in front of him, and then looked at the bleak back, and said in a deep voice.

The black-gray sky was heavy on the heads of the soldiers who were walking quickly on the battlefield, like a black rumbling pot lid shrouded over people's heads, depressed, death-like depression, the soldiers rode on horses, looking back at the broken battlefield and the standing Xiongguan, they seemed to be closer to the sky overhead.

Not long ago, the army of the princes threw a rain of arrows dragging the fiery snake into the dark sky, and the rockets fell in thousands of scattered arcs, drowning the walls of Shanhaiguan in an endless sea of fire, scorched black.

The morning breeze carried the choking smoke from the city walls, mixed with the stench of burning limbs.

Behind the archers' wild goose wing array, the armor warriors known as the Great General were shrouded in heavy armor of forged silver and iron, and their black eyes contained a cold, hard and stern gaze.

The flames of war are back on the battlefield, and a new battle is already taking place.

The shouts and wails of the armor soldiers on the two battlefields, the sound of slashing weapons, and the sound of rockets breaking through the wind all converged into a tragic scene of flesh and blood flying on the magnificent background of the battlefield.

When one of the two sides of the battle reaches the end of the crossbow and is about to retreat, the loud roar on the battlefield will be lowered, and the noise in the ears of the fighting armor will leave a blank, just like the wilderness in this winter.

The mighty general He Jin looked at the tragic scene in front of him and waved his right hand silently.

The herald sergeants carrying the red flag jumped on their horses, galloped with their heads buried in their horses, and ran along the left and right wings of the large array to both sides, blowing a heavy rhino horn on the horseback, and the long and thick horn echoed throughout the complex and tragic battlefield.

The sound of the trumpet sounded far in the sky on the battlefield, layer upon layer, like waves raised on the surface of the sea, wave after wave.

The soldiers guarding the passing moment cautiously poked their heads out from behind the burning wooden fence, and watched as their robed brothers hurriedly retreated into the gate, exchanging glances with obscure eyes.

"After all, I have to retreat!"

The rockets of He Jin's army waiting at the head of Xiongguan City also stopped as ordered, and the army of the princes on the opposite side also seemed to have a tacit understanding to stop the offensive, as if they were really afraid of provoking He Jin, who was watching the battle on the other side, and fought with them desperately, which went against their original wishes.

The strange calm on the battlefield at this moment made people not feel a sense of panic, like a stormy night when the rain suddenly stopped in the air for a moment.

The stone cannons of the princes have shattered all the defensive buildings that had been built up before Xiongguan, all the towers, and the horse road of Xiongguan, which was originally wide enough for four horses to run in parallel, can no longer find a piece of intact ground.

He Jin's armor soldiers fended off the frenzied army of the princes according to the towers and arrow towers, but by this time, the buildings they had built not long ago were in ruins.

And the soldiers who had been with them to defend against the enemy also fell on the stones and wooden fences of the tower in various postures, the flames of the rockets on their bodies had not yet been extinguished, and the stench of the corpses was so clear at this time that people couldn't help but want to vomit.

Although they had been smelling this foul smell for nearly half a month, they still couldn't fully accept it, and they hadn't eaten for a day and a night, the rice grains hadn't eaten, the city had run out of ammunition, and if it dragged on, it would be a dead city.

The archers on the other side stopped.

Someone whispered. "Is it because the princes have run out of arrows?" There was a hint of luck in this voice.

"Get down!" The commander defending the city shouted in a low voice, "Beware is the trick of the princes' army!" ”

The men dressed as several generals who were watching the battlefield together, looking at the battlefield where Mingjin had withdrawn his troops, his face was deep, and several people looked at each other.

"When is this a head, He Jin is really stalking, and he can't get rid of it!" , Finally, a young-looking commander frowned and scolded in a low voice.

"You have to be patient in everything, we can't hold on anymore, then He Jin must not be able to hold on, he must be holding on with his last breath, he can't lose his mind and burn our jade here, and wait!"

A middle-aged commander wearing silver armor untied the long knife in his hand and threw the knife to the guards behind him, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, "It's been these two days, I conclude that it will not be more than two days, you see that the smoke of the evening cooking in the city has become weaker and weaker these days, and they are running out of food!" ”

The gilded armor commander on the side touched the beautiful beard under his chin, squinted his eyes like a cunning fox, shook his head and did enough foreplay, and said slowly.

"This is still to thank us for which honorable Empress Dowager of the Great Zhou, otherwise He Jin commanded the three armies, the Red Brigade, the Lei Cavalry, and the Surprise Army, which is not the world's most prominent and elite army.

He Jin relied on these three armies to shock the party when the first emperor was alive, and after the death of the first emperor, he further held the national weapon and leaned towards the government and the opposition.

Hahaha, but now, the dead and wounded, what army can fight at full strength? If it weren't for the ambitious prime minister and the queen mother who secretly operated and cut off the logistics of He Jin's army, we wouldn't want to take a step forward in this Shanhaiguan in our lives! ”

"Yes, yes, yes!"

"Hahaha, yes!"

The rest of the people couldn't help but look up to the sky and laugh when they heard this, and stretched out their hands to point at the cunning middle-aged man, with a look of extreme approval.

"I ...... I see the enemy withdrawing," a warrior from a young prince's army suddenly straightened up, pointing to the archers of He Jin's army in the distance, "the enemy withdraws!" The enemy forces are withdrawn! ”

"The three armies under He Jin have withdrawn?"

"Really withdrawn?"

"Do you really want to abandon the city and flee?"

"The enemy has withdrawn!" Ignoring the strict punishment of the law, more and more soldiers straightened up from behind the wooden fence to avoid arrows, and stared wide-eyed at the enemy camp and looked at the Xiongguan that had been burned black by the flames of battle.

The large array of wild goose wings obscured by the smoke of the north wind, but the good-eyed warriors still saw the black-clad enemy archers pulling out the arrows that had not yet been shot in the soil, extinguishing the firewood at the head of the city, and retreating from the city wall in an orderly manner.

The large arrays on the left and right sides gradually shrank into a defensive fish scale array, and the three thousand strong crossbows of the archer battalion under He Jin gradually disappeared in the black smoke that had not yet dispersed, ready to go, supporting the orderly retreat of the armies on both sides, carefully staring at the army of princes who were in turmoil in the distance, and the vast Xiongguan lost the last trace of fireworks, waiting for the arrival of the new master.

"He Jin Army...... Really withdrawn? ”

In the end, even one of the commanders of the army of the princes himself stood up.

He watched in amazement as the north wind blew away the black smoke, gradually revealing the barren fields of early winter and the bare male pass.

But everything in front of him made him can't believe his eyes, the stalemate has been comparable for nearly a month, with countless casualties, and he and others are only one step away from taking the entire Shanhaiguan into their arms, banning those who retreat to become the masters of this world's first Xiongguan, and the door of the entire Great Zhou Imperial Capital is open for them at this moment, and their opponents are retreating quietly at this time.

And the armor soldiers under the command of these princes' armies were also smiling happily, roaring excitedly, except for the majesty of the lords, there was nothing to explain the scene in front of them.

"God bless me Wanzhou." A commander trembled and drew his sword to the sky.

"I, Lord Tanghou, is unparalleled!"

The surviving warriors roared with joy, and a burly centurion rushed to the edge of the battlement with a shout, waving the plain white Tanghou banner into the air.

All kinds of celebrations came and went, and the soldiers under the command of the princes from all walks of life were celebrating.

Surrounded by traces of blood and smoke, the blue cloud-colored greatsword symbolizing the alliance of princes was unfurled in the wind on the walls of Shanhaiguan for the first time.