Outside the camp, the 30,000 barbarian army was already in formation, and their eyes were eagerly looking at the camp of the Song army.

And in the middle of the line, an old man in armor with a silver head also looked ahead.

Looking at the Song-character banner fluttering on the wall, Hu Yanting was in a trance for a while.

It has been more than 20 years since he last saw this flag.

That time, Song Ziqi brought him endless nightmares, and what will Song Ziqi bring him when he sees him again this time?

After staring at it for a long time, Hu Yanting chuckled, and gave the answer in his heart.

Nature is relief and revenge.

"Sons, go."

He drew his scimitar from his waist and pointed at the banner standing in the Song military camp.

"Go shred it!"

"Whew-"

The words fell, the horns sounded, and countless barbarians immediately rushed towards the Song camp. They wielded brute knives with hideous expressions, and the ferocious gesture of rushing forward to kill was like a hungry wolf who only saw food.

On the camp wall, Er Yingzhang looked expressionlessly at the large number of barbarians who were rushing towards the camp below.

Silently estimating the distance, when the barbarians were in range, he raised his bow and arrows without saying a word.

The armor soldiers of the Flying Feather Battalion had long been accustomed to their own commanding temperament, and after seeing Er Yingzhang's actions, there was no need to say anything at all, everyone spontaneously pulled up the bowstring.

"Kill !!"

The shouts of killing below were getting louder and louder, and the barbarians were getting closer and closer. However, no matter how loud the other party was and how close he was, Er Yingzhang's hand was still very steady, so steady that there was no trembling.

"Shoot the arrows!"

In the middle of the night, a low cry came out of his mouth, and then the feathered arrow that he had placed on the bowstring flew out.

"Whew!"

"Poof!"

The arrow struck the throat of the barbarian who rushed at the front with such precision that he didn't even have time to let out a wail before he clutched his neck and fell to the ground.

"Woohoo!"

After receiving the commander's order, the armorers of the Flying Feather Battalion also released their bowstrings, and a large wave of arrows suddenly poured down from the camp wall and submerged into the barbarian formation.

Er Yingzhang was born with a mediocre appearance, and he was silent in the past, which was not very noticeable, but this does not mean that his skills are also ordinary. In terms of archery alone, looking at the entire northern territory, I am afraid that only Lu Bo can be stronger than him. As for the Flying Feather Battalion trained by him, it was naturally not far behind.

The arrows fell, and the screams came and went for a while, and a large number of barbarians fell to the ground with arrows, and died on the spot.

However, although the effect of this volley is not bad, but with the bow and arrow alone, it cannot stop the pace of the barbarian army. Barbarians are brave by nature, and even if they don't stop flying arrows on their heads, they are not afraid. They braved the arrows and roared straight to the Song army camp.

Looking at the posture of the barbarian army, Lu Xiuqian, who was guarding the back of the camp gate, couldn't help but sigh twice.

No wonder the boss said that this battle was difficult to fight, and seeing the appearance of these barbarians as if they didn't want to die, I was afraid that it would be a bitter battle.

Patting the shield in his right hand with the steel knife he held in his left hand, Lu Xiuqian shouted, "Brothers! Since the boss told us to stay at the entrance of the camp, that is the trust of our Jiutu Camp! ”

He yelled at his men beside him, who were also heavily armored and shielded, "The barbarians are about to be killed!" Resist it! We've already told the boss that not a single barbarian will be let in! If we can't guard the gate at this time, then we don't need to ask for this face, just throw it to Xiaolonglong's shameless one! ”

When all the Nine Earth Camp armor soldiers heard this, they all smiled knowingly, and a few even shouted, "Brother Lu, don't worry, you can't lose face if you lose anything!" Now the brothers are risking their lives, and they have to save your face! ”

"You can pull it down, our face can't weigh your kid's life."

Lu Xiuqian laughed and scolded, and then turned his head forward.

"It's coming!"

At this time, the barbarians had already rushed to the front of the camp, and in the face of the closed camp gate in front of them, these barbarians chose the most primitive and simple way.

"Bang! Boom! Boom! ”

A dull sound rang out in the field, and countless barbarians slammed forward with their own flesh, smashing the wooden door to a shaky tremble.

"Good guys, we're fucking good guys!"

Lu Xiuqian was startled by the appearance of the barbarian, and seeing that the camp gate was about to be knocked open, he hurriedly called out to his subordinates who were also stunned.

"Don't be fucking stunned! Work! ”

With that, he was the first to raise his brute knife and slash at the brute outside along the gap in the wooden door.

"Poof!"

The barbarian fell with a sword, but soon a new barbarian came on top.

The surrounding Nine Earth Battalion armorers followed the example of Lu Xiu and swung their knives to slash the enemies outside the door, and the barbarians also reacted, stabbing their brute knives through the cracks while hitting the door.

You come and go on both sides, competing with each other through a door, whether it is the vanguard of the barbarian army or the armor of the Nine Earth Battalion, they refuse to back down from each other. And just when the two sides were still deadlocked, the gate was indeed unable to withstand it first.

After all, this gate is simply made of wood, and it can't stand any toss. The barbarians on the outside collided, and the Song people on the inside, and under the pull of the two phases, they were directly scattered.

"Bang!"

This sudden situation shocked the two parties, and for a while, I don't know how many people couldn't dodge, and they were knocked to the ground by the smashed wood, and the scene became even more chaotic.

But soon, both parties reacted. Before, even across the camp gate, there was a lively fight on both sides, but now that there is no obstacle, the atmosphere has become more anxious.

Looking at the many barbarians in front of him, he was about to raise the steel knife in his hand before Lu Xiuqian and roared vigorously: "Kill!" ”

The Nine Earth Battalion armor behind him pushed the big shield in his right hand forward, and the steel knife in his left hand was raised high.

"Kill !!"

"Kill !!"

Inside and outside the camp, the men and horses on both sides roared at the same time and rushed towards each other, and the two armies that had been facing each other for a long time finally collided together.

"Bell!!"

Lu Xiu raised his shield to hold the knife swung by the other party, his body shook slightly, and his face was a little ugly.

On Kyushu, the Song army armor has always been known for their courage and good at fighting, but this courage is a little insufficient in front of the barbarians.

The bitter cold has created the poverty of the barbarians, but it has also made them strong.

As a people who live in ice and snow all year round, the barbarians are naturally much stronger than the Song people.

You can kill wolves when you're young, and you can ride bears when you're older.

This is the barbarian in the mouth of the armor of the Zhenbei Army.

Originally, Lu Xiuqian thought that this was just nonsense from the people of the Zhenbei Army, but after facing the barbarians today, he found that there was no exaggeration.

When he was fighting with the Zhenbei Army in the north, Lu Xiuqian felt that the Zhenbei Army was not human, and they were as fierce as livestock, but he didn't want to meet more animals today.

A casual knife from a casual barbarian could make his right hand numb, and he could barely hold the shield.

However, the strength of the enemy did not make Lu Xiuqian fearful, but it inspired his fighting spirit even more. He roared, raised his shield and flicked away the scimitar of the barbarian in front of him, and then swung the steel knife in his left hand.