The grain and grass that was secretly escorted was robbed, and the Qi army, which had not moved for a long time, attacked on a large scale at this time, and the relationship between the two can be seen by fools, and the grain and grass route to support Yancheng is only clear to Yan Mou and Gao Ling.

"The Qin State was doomed to fail from the beginning."

Gao Ling sighed, at this moment, he didn't have half a bit of hatred, but he regretted that he believed in Yan Mou too much, and finally caused 50,000 soldiers to be in danger at the moment, he naturally knew that Yan Mou was hostile to him, but he always thought that this was my Daqin's own business from beginning to end, or for himself, it didn't matter what means Yan Mou used, but this was the time of Daqin's life and death.

"Damn! It must be the ghost of the old immortal Yan Mou! Lao Tzu wants to break his body into thousands of pieces, a bastard who betrays the country and seeks glory!"

Xia Ba slapped the table angrily and shouted, the scar on his face looked extremely hideous.

"Okay, it's useless to say anything now, the Qi army has already overwhelmed the border, let's discuss how to retreat from the enemy first!"

Gao Ling waved his hand at Xia Ba, and the inadvertent shaking of his palm was still seen by the military Zhang Heng.

"There is a way to choose, abandon the defense of Yancheng and retreat to Los Angeles, stick to Los Angeles, mobilize the elite soldiers to defend the southern Xinjiang for 800 miles and hurry to arrive, and then encircle the Qi army!

Zhang Heng replied to Gao Ling with a little groaning, as if he had a clear idea of this step of retreat.

"Yes, this move could not be safer, but we can't choose, we can't retreat! Not to mention whether it is too late to retreat 50,000 troops, even if we retreat to Los Angeles, Yancheng will be handed over to the enemy, Yancheng is the largest border fortress city in northern Xinjiang! How difficult it is to regain it! The 100,000 soldiers in southern Xinjiang still have to stare at that Nanchu, and they don't dare to be sloppy at this time. ”

Shaking his head helplessly, Gao Ling stood up and straightened his armor and gathered the hilt of his sword.

Gao Ling turned his back and stared at the huge marching map hanging on the screen wall, Xia Ba and Zhang Heng glanced at each other, and stood up straight with tacit breath, no longer making any movements, the air was so quiet for more than half an hour, Xia Ba, who had always been irritable and active, did not show the slightest dissatisfaction, and seemed to be quite in awe of this scene, and finally, Gao Ling turned around.

"Xia Ba, Zhang Heng, gather the soldiers of the three armies!"

On the road of the main city, Gao Ling rode from the city lord's mansion to the head of Yancheng City, the heavy snow stopped intermittently, the cold wind choked, since the day when the Northern Qi army pressed the city, the merchants in the city of Yancheng escaped, the pass of the pass, the street was deserted, there was no figure, Gao Ling looked at a wine shop, there was a beggar lying at the door, presumably drunk, and his mouth was still broken: Xiao Er, on the wine. Gao Ling felt a little helpless, the life and death of Yancheng is on the line, according to the consistent practice of the Northern Qi Dynasty, the day of breaking the city must also be the time of slaughtering the city, there are even drunkards who do not want to die, take off the wine pot hanging on the horse, this is a few years ago when Gaoling marched to Huainan, known as the Du family of the god of wine inheritance - thirty years of peach blossom brewing, I only take a small sip every time, a little reluctant but still throw it to the beggar, I didn't expect the beggar to suddenly stretch out his hand to catch, Gao Ling has led the horse over, did not see this scene.

"If you die, do you still have a will?"

Gao Ling was stunned, turned to look at the beggar, who had already sat up and leaned against the door panel of the wine shop, drooping his head, holding Gao Ling's wine jug in his arms.

Gao Ling was stunned in his heart, and naturally understood that the beggar in front of him should be an extraordinary person, and he said what he had been thinking about in his heart.

"Senior, there is a gentleman in Jiangling, Gao Jixing, if you can, please take care of it."

With a deep bow, Gao Ling turned around and left, but he didn't have much hope in his heart, the liar was okay, if it was really a hermit, just with a pot of wine, he hoped to invite the master, it was a bit of a fool's dream.

Half-opened, and secretly saw Gao Ling's distant back, and the beggar hurriedly opened the wine jug and poured it into his mouth.

"Thirty years of peach blossom brewing, Lao Dutou, a door-picker, actually lied to me that there was no such wine! See if I go to Huainan next time to steal it for you. ”

After drinking the wine in the jug, the beggar stretched out his finger to dip the wine from his beard and put it into his mouth, smashing his mouth, still unfinished.

"A jug of wine to take care of a person?"

The beggar stretched out his fingers, counting this account, how to calculate the loss, and finally had to sigh helplessly, fell to the door of the wine shop, and soon began to snore loudly.

Above the city tower, the cold wind was whistling, the banner was hunting, and Gao Ling looked at the well-trained and armored Daqin soldiers under the city. The Qin State is located in the Central Plains region, with the Chu State in the south, the Qi State in the north, and the Xiongnu in the west. But today, Daqin stands at a life-and-death moment.

Gao Ling raised the wine bowl, looked at the city, and saw the people in front of the battle, and suddenly burst into a smile.

"Zheng San, can I still remember that year your lady was pregnant, took leave and returned home, you and your fellow villagers were drunk and stole the two chickens of the neighbor's house, I remember, it was your lady who led the army in front of me with a big belly, don't get drunk today, you can't carry the banner!"

In the Great Qin Array, a deafening laughter sounded, and Zheng San heard that the roots of his ears were red, but the big flag in his hand became tighter and tighter.

Zheng San was not drunk at that time.

The chicken wanted to replenish the mother's body, let alone lead the army, and got ten taels of silver, and then the family had poultry, and the son went to private school, Zheng San didn't drink anymore, it's not that the amount of alcohol is not good, he just doesn't want to disappoint the person who gave him the silver, that's all.

Gao Ling chuckled, raised the wine bowl in his hand, and the army was instantly quiet, drank it all, went straight into his throat, and swept away the thousand autumns.

Crackling, accompanied by the sound of broken bowls, the monstrous battle intent permeated the sky above Yancheng, and the sky was also snowing heavily at this moment.

The army of Northern Qi finally appeared in the field of vision, and the charge in front was naturally waving two big axes, the commander of the Qi army, Bei Kuo, but the third prince Jing Hui was nowhere to be found.

Looking at Bei Kuo, who was charging ahead, Gao Ling couldn't help but have a trace of fighting intent in his heart.

Squeak~~ Ya, the heavy gate of Yancheng slowly opened, the world suddenly fell silent, and the dusty gate slowly opened, as if it was about to release the ancient beast.

"Kill!"

The gate opened, and Gao Ling stepped on a black and gold war horse, holding a three-zhang long glaive knife at his side, staring ahead.

Waving his whip and shouting, Gaoling's black and gold war horse took the lead in galloping, and the soldiers behind him also rushed into the battlefield with Gaoling.

"Hahaha, Gaoling is goodbye for ten years, don't come unharmed! You're finally not cowering in this turtle shell! ”

Seeing the oncoming Gaoling, Bei Kuo laughed proudly.

"Brother Bei didn't come out too, the deciduous valley is damp, I'm afraid it's not good for the turtle to shrink inside!"

Gao Ling snorted coldly and laughed.

Bei Kuo was originally a short-tempered person, and for more than two months in the Fallen Leaves Valley, he had already been depressed and was about to explode, and suddenly heard Gao Ling laugh, and his anger had already burst out of the Heavenly Spirit Gai.

"Less nonsense, watch Lao Tzu split you with an axe!"

As he spoke, the men and horses on both sides had already rushed together, and the brightly colored armor had become the only way to distinguish friend from foe at the moment, and there was only killing other than that!

With a belly full of anger, Bei Kuo raised a giant hammer and smashed it at Gao Ling.

Swing out the long knife, horizontally block the fatal blow of the North Bracket, Gao Ling took advantage of the situation, split to the North Bracket, the North Bracket was a spirit, kicked under his feet, took off in the air, stood on horseback, dodged Gao Ling's horizontal split, just a face, the North Bracket almost lost his life carelessly, and a trace of coolness behind the North Bracket standing on the horse flowed down the neck.

"Haha, Brother Gao's Glaive Knife has slowed down! Ten years ago, the "Long Knife Nanling" now seems to have some name!! ”

Although his heart was palpitating, Bei Kuo still taunted strongly.

Gao Ling just looked at Bei Kuo calmly.

Bei Kuo, who was standing on horseback, looked at Gao Ling's eyes and narrowed slightly.

Raising the double axe, one turned in the air, and the north bracket circled the side of the Gaoling war horse, and a heavy axe was swung.

"Boom!" The war horse was blasted out three or four battles away, spitting blood from his mouth, and fainted, and Gao Ling himself had already taken off to dodge a blow and fell to the ground, and the long knife shook lightly, and the double axe of Bei Kuo was removed.

In terms of martial arts, Beikuo is always half a cut off Gaoling, if he fights hard, he will definitely not be an opponent! But if it is not difficult to entangle, now just wait for the Northern Qi army to kill all the soldiers of Great Qin, and it will not be easy to capture Gaoling when the time comes.

Bei Kuo laughed secretly.

"General Gao, the defeat of Great Qin has been decided, if you abandon the darkness and join my Great Qi, you will inevitably be a high-ranking official, and you will enjoy endless glory and wealth!"

Bei Kuo put away the giant hammer and looked at Gao Ling with a smile that seemed to be sincere.

"That's how you bought Yan Mou?"

Gao Ling asked rhetorically.

Bei bracket shrugged noncommittally.

Gao Ling didn't talk nonsense, waved his big knife, and flew towards Bei Kuo with an arrow step, and Bei Kuo avoided the heavy and light, dodging Gao Ling's big knife as much as possible.

Yancheng guards the main road of the Central Plains, has always been a place where soldiers must fight, the ancient battlefield outside the city gate, has long been soaked in the blood of many heroic soldiers, at this moment, the war is again, the smoke of gunpowder is filled, Daqin in order to survive, Northern Qi for desire, it seems, only to die.

"Tear up!" Gao Ling slashed diagonally, and the big knife split the giant hammer in the north and went straight into the chest! Bei Kuo was startled and jumped back violently, but despite this, the armor on his chest was still cut, and blood flowed out of the torn hole, Bei Kuo grinned and covered his chest, if he was half a step slower, I am afraid that he would already be a dead man at this moment.

Gao Ling saw Beikuo dodge, and felt a little lost in his heart, and then he raised his knife and was about to stab again.

"Gaoling! Look behind you! The Great Qin army has been destroyed! ”

Bei Kuo hurriedly shouted, seeming to be a little frightened.

Gao Ling's heart trembled when he heard it, he understood that if he cut Bei Kuo, Northern Qi was equivalent to losing an arm, and Da Qin could also have less pressure in the future, so he couldn't be distracted at the moment, staring at Bei Kuo fiercely, Gao Ling raised his momentum and swung his big sword.

Bei Kuo looked at the big knife swinging, his face was like ashes, his eyes closed and he was ready to meet death.

"Whoosh~~~Boom!"

Just as the broadsword was about to slash at Bei Kuo's head, suddenly an arrow pierced the armor with a sound of breaking through the air and plunged straight into Gao Ling's thigh.

A stumble, Gaoling's big knife swung into the air, Bei Kuo took the opportunity to wipe the sweat that was already frightened, struggled to stand up, and fled without looking back.

Gao Ling waved into the air, turned around in anger and chagrin, and just wanted to pursue, but was shocked by the scene in front of him.

The snow has long stopped, the cold wind is no longer howling, a round of red sun hangs in the sky, and only silence is left in the world! The corpses all over the mountains are piled up into a group of Jingguan, and the river composed of blood is flowing in a hurry. In the distance, a young man dressed in a yellow costume held a bow, his face was pale, and it seemed that the arrow just now had exhausted most of his physical strength.

"General Gao, you've lost! Lay down your arms! ”

The third prince put down the bow in his hand and looked at Gao Lingdao.

Looking at the fleeing Beikuo, Gao Ling shook his head helplessly and smiled, he was already powerless to return to the sky.

"Yancheng will be won, Daqin will be destroyed, why should you be persistent, if the general is attached, I will send someone to take the general's family to my Daqi in the near future."

Gao Ling was silent, as if waiting for something.

Seeing this, Jing Hui continued: "The general is loyal and righteous, and the annals of history are naturally brilliant, so why bother sticking to ......"

Before Jing Hui could finish speaking, Gao Ling pointed behind the Great Qi army, Jing Hui looked back suspiciously, and when he saw the scene in front of him, his pale face finally flushed, and blood gushed out of his mouth.