The eagle hovers in the sky, looking down on the desolate and miserable land. Flames scorched the walls, and blasted earth and stone flew and danced.

On the broad front of Tongguan, a row of black lines moved forward, and under the shields, there were two or three black-armored sergeants.

In the front line, Song Qi carried a long sword and a black shield in his hand, and walked towards the river that had been blown up.

The impregnable, tall and wide half-iron-wood gate was smashed in this way, and the walls on the left and right were also torn apart, panic and confusion permeated the hearts of the Hu people, and the gate they were proud of was broken in an instant.

Rushing against the rain of arrows, with the black armor army charging together, Song Qi jumped to the bottom of the moat, stepped on the soft ground, and charged forward, at this time the big sword sergeant beside him no longer knew where to fall, Song Qi was a little surprised, but his heart was calm, he had already seen through these things, it should have just passed through the rain of arrows, he was injured by an arrow, and it was very likely that he had already died.

Came to the other side of the moat, just stepped on it, a native crawled out of the scattered soil on the side, looked at it, slightly familiar, it seemed to be a certain regiment commander, he remembered, the artillery battalion has a thunder fire general who is proficient in gunpowder technology, with the appearance of Svenwen and a rough person, is the native in front of him.

Song Qi looked at the bloodshot eyes of the natives, consciously raised his shield to block the side of the regiment leader, avoided the charging sergeant, and asked, "You are the head of the Zuo Zhishu, right?" I know you! ”

Zuo Zhishu shook off the soil and sand on his body, looked at Song Qi, nodded lightly, and leaned behind the shield, "I don't recognize you, what's your name?" Let's rush together! I need a sword! ”

Song Qi did not hesitate, took off the long sword behind his back, gave it to the head of the Zuo Zhishu, and told the name to others, although he had not been in the army for a long time, he also understood the pain of his comrades-in-arms dying in battle, just like the head of Zuo at this time, on the battlefield, maybe revenge is the best choice.

"Commander, we want revenge! Not only for the sacrificed comrades, but also for the innocent people who died tragically in front of the battle! ”

Zuo Zhishu took a deep look at Song Qi and recorded his appearance in his head, he took a deep breath, and finally decided to fight with Song Qi, he wanted to protect the guy in front of him.

Rushing to the gate of the city, Song Qi, like other shield soldiers, charged with a shield.

There was already a neat row of shield soldiers in front of him, and inside was a vast Hu Ren Infantry Brigade, with long swords and scimitars clashing, shields colliding angrily.

Song Qi held his shield, blocked left and right, and attacked the city wall with other shield soldiers, he threw up a scimitar, hit it with his shield on one side, and slashed it with a scimitar on the other.

And the regiment commander Zuo Zhishu is even more fearless, holding a black long sword, chopping and stabbing, the whole set of actions is smooth, not at all like an artillery without much combat ability, no wonder there is a saying in the army that the artillery battalion is a pension battalion, in fact, it is not negative, but a ridiculous statement, in it are all old fritters, Song Qi feels that in the future, learn more arithmetic, and also delve into the formula of those gunpowder, and be an artillery soldier comfortably.

From time to time, there were comrades on the left and right sides who fell down, but Song Qi still charged violently, lifting the top of the shield, fixing the shield block, raising the knife to chop, because the scimitar was not sharp enough, it could only leave a white mark on the iron armor of the Hu people and shock back the opponent, despite this, there was a mending knife of the head of the left book next to him, and the long sword cut through the protection of the iron armor on the Hu people's body and cut the Hu people down.

Stepping on the corpse of a Hu man, Song Qi finally exhausted his strength, and when he stepped back to let the black-armored shield soldier behind him fill the position, he fell down because Hu Ren rushed desperately, and rolled two steps with the shield together and smashed on the shield of the sergeant behind.

Song Qi shouted at his own people, and at the same time abandoned his shield, strangled Hu Ren's throat with one hand, and hanged the other party with his arm.

With the support of his comrades-in-arms, Song Qi stood up, picked up the shield and trimmed it at the back of the team, looking at the regiment commander who had been wielding a sword to kill the enemy on the winding steps of the city wall, he couldn't help but admire in his heart, he had heard that the head of the left regiment had become a first-class master after the princess's devil training, and now Yu Yong was still there, and he was not exhausted at all.

Zuo Zhishu waved his long sword, ignoring the wound on his elbow, and finally climbed to the top of the city, the surrounding shouts of killing were still monstrous, leading the black armor army to eliminate the enemy on the city, he didn't see the bearded man with half of his chest, looking from the head of the city towards the city.

The chaotic camp is in full view, if Tongguan is just a pass, it also makes sense, there is only a wooden camp under the city, but it was soon occupied by the black armor sergeants who poured in, and there were battles everywhere, and there were many Hu people rushing left and right from the city, trying to recapture the lost main city head, the black shield blocked the flying arrows, and the book of Zuo hid under the shield, and continued to lead the sergeants to charge forward.

After taking all the city heads, Zuo Zhishu raised the water bag and poured it violently, and after drinking his fill, he tirelessly ran down the city wall around the stairs, he saw several war horses supported by Hu soldiers at the back gate of Tongguan, and they were ready to flee from the Tong battlefield, among which there was a familiar face, which made Zuo Zhishu's extremely angry face, shoot the culprit of Xiao Li!

Carrying the long sword, Zuo Zhishu tore off his sleeve, tied up the purple and red wound, and rushed down, no matter what, he had to fight for his life to take revenge, he couldn't let go of the scene of missing his hand.

Song Qi rested and fought, and received an order at the head of the city to lead people to pursue those Hu generals who were about to escape, and if they could be captured alive, they could be captured alive, and if they could not, they would be left here permanently.

Advancing along the city wall and coming to the gate of the city behind Tongguan, Song Qi, who was in the black armor army formation, saw the commander of the left regiment walking on the wall, shouted, and the sergeants swarmed up, fighting with hundreds of Hu cavalry.

The iron cavalry rushed rampantly, because there was no start, so the impact was not strong, but Song Qi still took a dozen steps back firmly, and the scimitar slashed from above to try to kill the shield bearer, but fortunately the armor blocked the impact.

Song Qi only felt a huge force coming from the top of his head, the helmet flew away, and the hair that had been tied up was also scattered, holding the shield and looking at the middle of the battlefield, only to see the head of the left regiment taking the lead, rushing to the side of the car, and throwing out a cylindrical object that was on fire.

Ignoring the chaotic situation on the left and right, Song Qi rushed forward, raised his shield to collide, collided with a Hu horse, and pushed the Hu people on the war horse to avoid the collision of the war horse.

At this time, Song Qi only saw a horse flying from the left side of the head of the left regiment, the intention was obvious, he wanted to use the war horse to collide with the approaching enemy, raised the shield, rushed up quickly, and blocked the collision of the war horse with a half-zhang high shield, but he flew out, the blood in his chest was rolling, and a mouthful of blood spit on the shield.

Zuo Zhishu saw Song Qi, whose hair was scattered, overturned several zhang away, and his anger surged up in his heart again, and he jumped hard, slashed the Hu man on the war horse with a sword, grabbed the saddle and hung it on the horse and dragged it away, let go of the war horse, rolled down to Song Qi's side, and looked at the young sergeant who blocked the fatal blow for himself.

A bang sounded from the car, and the entire wooden car shattered, startling the surrounding Hu Qiqi into a commotion. And the black-armored sergeants rushed into it, they had long been surprised, and everyone had a certain understanding and experience of such things as artillery.

Zuo Zhishu and Song Qi faced the sky together, lying on the ground in a daze, the sound of fighting around them gradually faded away, turned to look at the young sergeant, stood up, and pulled the other party up.

"Captain! Tap! Ahem, ahem! My chest hurts! Song Qi stood up slowly, blood still overflowing from the corners of his mouth.

Zuo Zhishu held Song Qi's arm, walked to the bright red battlefield, and saw a broken corpse, it was the Hu man, looking at the service, he should have a good official position, and the anger in his heart was vented, looking up to the sky and roaring, laughing with Song Qi and announcing their victory.

The war began from the moment the sun rose, and it didn't end until it fell, Wu Yueya led most of the people through the cleaned Tongguan city gate, and her heart was relieved but also heavy, Thunder regained Tongguan in a battle, and from then on see who dares to underestimate Datang!