In the middle of the day, the Tule soldiers were in battle at Yangguan.

Li Kun looked at the Tule soldiers not far away, and a trace of doubt flashed on his face: "Second brother, how can we count our military merits by killing the enemy like this?" ”

Su Lu didn't raise his head, he was wrapping his hands with strips of cloth, and said with a slight mutter: "Go back and remember how many people you killed, just go to the military judge and record it." ”

The third door next to him asked curiously: "What if someone makes a false report?" ”

Li Xiaoqin next to him was sharpening the steel knife on the blue bricks at the head of the city, sharpening the gap cut out again, Li Xiaoqin sneered and replied to the words of the third door:

"In the past, some people thought about reporting more than that, and then they were checked out by Sima of the army and beheaded directly."

Men San shuddered, and said tremblingly: "Whether I killed two or three before, I really can't remember, when I reported my merit yesterday, I wrote three directly, what should I do, general?" It's been ten days, and I've just made a false report. ”

The seven-foot-tall man was about to cry, looking at Su Lu with a pleading face.

Su Lu wrapped the strip of cloth, stretched his fingers a few times, and then held the handle of the knife again, and after being sure that it would not hinder the use of the knife, he said with a smile:

"Three is three, is there anything else that dares to come and verify, there are several layers of snow buried under the city, all of them are Tule soldiers, let them verify."

Hearing this, Mensan scratched his head happily and said to himself: "It's good if it's not verified." ”

"Woohoo"

The Thule people blew their horns, and a new round of siege began.

Based on his experience, Su Lu put the level 1 soldier card on the soldiers again.

Although the strength of his guards is already very strong now, and the level 1 card can hardly improve their strength, the teamwork attached to it is not something that can be learned in a few battles.

Shouts of killing, screams rang out again.

Constantly Tule soldiers climbed the walls, and the guards raised their spears and began to engage in battle.

The level 1 soldier made a contribution, and the offensive of the Tulle soldiers slowed down, but then began to strengthen again.

The level 2 soldier card in Su Lu's hand began to be scattered continuously, defeating the Tulle soldiers who attacked the city one after another.

"Hey"

A thunderous roar suddenly sounded not far from Su Lu.

The Tulle soldiers, whose heads were wrapped in red silk and half of their shoulders bare, came out of the battlements, slashed them out, and stood at the head of the city.

Four or five guards flew out upside down, and the sound of steel knives being smashed into the air sounded almost at the same time, and four or five steel knives flew out at the same time.

This man is a master!

Su Lu's heart froze, and his body rushed out, and at the same time, the cards were quickly switched, and the two third-level soldier cards were lost.

One fell on one of the young guards who were attacking the Red Silk Tule soldiers, and one on himself.

A familiar feeling of power surged, and the steel knife in Su Lu's hand flew out of his hand and smashed on the scimitar raised by the red silk Tule soldier.

"Boom"

The crunch sound of metal clashing sounded.

"Huh"

The speed at which the soldier swung his sword, which had suddenly skyrocketed, suddenly became faster, and the head of the red silk Tule soldier was cut off with a single sword, and he flew high and landed on the head of the city, his eyes wide open, as if he could not believe that he was dead.

The other two Tulle soldiers, whose heads were wrapped in red silk, had already gained a foothold at the head of the city, and each of them swung their swords and attacked Su Lu and another small soldier.

These two are also masters!

Su Lu judged that the Tule army could not be attacked for a long time, and many people in the camp must have froze to death and frostbite, and the Tule people were impatient, and set up a death squad composed of masters, and wearing red silk on their heads must have some special significance.

"Retreat"

Su Lu roared, facing the masters, the best way is not to fight in groups, but to form a military formation.

"A few pikemen"

Su Lu and the two retreated, and the spearmen with guns instantly surrounded a dozen or so, lined up with guns, ready to attack.

"Kill"

Su Lu threw out the spear array card and blessed the pikeman.

In an instant, the movements of the pikemen became uniform, and the black spear heads flashed with cold light, piercing the snowflakes that were falling at the head of the city, and pressing down on more and more red silk Tule soldiers on the city head.

After several continuous spear attacks, the Red Silk Tule soldiers were swept away.

Thule battalion

In the midst of the crowd, a Thule man in a black fur hat scolded angrily, put the whip in his hand still on the ground, turned his horse's head and returned to the camp.

"Withdrawal"

In the camp tent, a group of Tulle commanders stood tall and straight.

The man in the fur hat sat down in his place, his voice annoyed:

"Hasul, this is your plan, this king has sent all the masters in the annex out, what is the consequence now, it is not like your great-ancestor Hathsure, all of them are destroyed in the city."

Hasule's face was uneasy, he was speechless, Beiyang City was blocked by the Su Lu army, and now he has defeated the Jade Gate, and he has no prestige in the past, and now the big attaché does not cut him, it is already for the credit of his grandfather in the past.

Glancing at the angry Great Attaché, Hasule was full of helplessness, why did the Han army have so many military array masters!

"Chaharjizhe, you say, what should I do next?"

The Grand Attachant's gaze turned to another general, this was his eldest brother's men, who were killed by a group of beggars who came out of nowhere, but he escaped, and if it weren't for someone to identify the bastard who killed the eldest brother, he would have been cut down long ago.

Chaharjizhe's face was ugly, and after a long time, he spoke: "Great Attaché, we can turn to the west, from the line of Majiabao in Lintaotun Fort, through Yuci, into the desert, and then turn from the desert to the north of Wangxiang and return to Tule. ”

The great attaché was dumbfounded, this plan was thanks to this grandson's idea.

Not to mention the harassment of the Han army along the way, just the desert march must abandon a large amount of baggage, otherwise it will definitely not be able to outrun the human legs and horse legs of the Han army.

A herald rushed into the camp tent and knelt in front of Shuai Case: "Report, the Han army is divided into three routes, the Xitunling tribes have been surrounded and annihilated, and the east and west roads have broken through to the first line of Erlong Mountain, and it is only five days away from here." ”

The big attaché was furious: "Who has a way to break the city, hurry up and say it, otherwise everyone will be surrounded before and after and die here together." ”

Looking at a group of clay puppets in the tent, the morale of the big man almost killed someone.

Under the command of the right chamber cha, how high-spirited the departments are, now the right chamber cha is blocked and moved to the gate, the jade gate is captured by the Han army, and the way to transmit the message is blocked, and I don't even know what to do next.

No, you can move closer to the east and cooperate with the north and south of the right carriage to break through the arch and move the pass.

Thinking about it, the big attaché slapped the table: "All the troops listened to the order, pulled out the camp, rushed to the Gongqian Pass, and joined forces with the right wing, and broke the Gongqian Pass, and we will naturally be able to return to Tule." ”

On the Yumen Gate, Su Lu was sitting in the arrow tower and resting.

On the city wall, it is already time to eat, and now that the Tule army is not attacking the city, hurry up and eat something, otherwise there will be no time to eat as soon as the fight starts.

"Uncle, this is your steamed bun and vegetable soup."

Millet, a little girl with a white face, held a black porcelain bowl and brought two black buns, compared with the previous days, Millet was much cleaner, and her cheeks were shiny.

Su Lu took the vegetable soup and steamed buns, took a bite, endured the pain of pulling his throat, drank a small mouthful of vegetable soup, and rushed the steamed buns into his stomach, this thing is too hard, without drinking some soup, Su Lu can't swallow it at all.

While gnawing on the steamed buns, Su Lu glanced at the direction of the city wall a few steps away, Li Kun was leaning against the city wall, exposing his left chest, a woman was wrapping his wound with a white cloth, and another woman was feeding her steamed buns in vegetable soup.

This grandson will enjoy it.

Su Lu cursed secretly in his heart, took another sip of vegetable soup, and was about to gnaw on the black bun when the guards on the city wall suddenly let out a roar.

"Thule retreated"

"The Thule people are gone"

Su Lu, who threw the soup bowl, looked confused, and the Thule people left?

The bowls are all thrown, why did you tell me that the Thule people are gone!

Getting up, Su Lu looked out of the city, and sure enough, the Tule army began to pull out of camp and was slowly retreating eastward.