Ding Feng led a thousand Beiwei troops out of the city.

His task was simple, to defeat the vanguard led by Zhang Ba head-on to defeat the morale of the Wu army.

But after leaving the city, he made his own decisions, changed Zhao Hao's battle thinking, led the army to lurk in the snow, and let Zhang Ba's troops swagger out of his ambush circle.

"General, are we going against Zhao Taishou's combat intentions?" A soldier reminded Ding Feng in a low voice.

Like the other soldiers, Ding Feng was also lying half in the snow, he shivered all over, kept exhaling cold white gas, but his face became more and more combative, and an unprecedented excitement occupied his heart, helping him resist the bitter cold coming from all directions.

"Brothers," he said in a low voice, "I have only been here for a short time, and it is my honor to be able to give you the lead. ”

Of course, the more than a thousand soldiers who were struggling in the cold night could not hear Ding Feng's voice.

Ding Feng smiled, and seeing that the troops of the death battalion had gradually appeared in his sight, he slammed his body and stood up, threw away his helmet with all his might, and took off his armor.

"Brothers! We are facing the strongest troops in Soochow tonight, I won't say more, I'll rush the first one, it's a man's, and I'll go with me to kill the enemy. ”

In the long night, in the snowfield, soldiers stood up one by one.

Some of them were numb from the cold, but they struggled to stand up with the bodies of their comrades, the torches lit up, and everyone's faces were full of indomitable excitement.

There was a snapping sound, and everyone threw their heavy long weapons to the ground, along with the armor that would slow them down.

In the cold wind, the soldiers who shivered held hands, as if everyone was infused with infinite energy.

Ding Feng drew his saber, roared, and rushed towards Wu Jun like a cheetah.

The rapid running made his whole body heat up, and his blood was also boiling and burning.

"Kill, Han Dang, give me my life!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill! ”

A group of black-pressed warriors suddenly appeared in the heavy snow, Han was a little surprised at first, and when he saw the figures of these warriors clearly, he couldn't help laughing.

Several Wu generals also laughed in accompaniment, drew their swords in their hands, and said, "Sons, the time has come, let them see how powerful our death camp is." ”

The snow was falling like goose feathers, and the slippery road was like a silver heavenly road.

At both ends of the road, on one end is the high-spirited Beiwei army, and at the other end is the most elite death battalion in Eastern Wu.

The bright steel knives came out of the body, and the cold blades collided together like burning meteors, stirring up blood and splashes, and in an instant, the snow was dyed a cruel color.

Han Dang had never seen this kind of troops, abandoning armor and even long weapons, everyone was holding swords like boiling water falling on the snow, and they actually tore a crack in the military formation of the death camp in an instant!

A thousand swarthy men even abandoned the torches in their hands, like moths to the flames, and struggled to launch a fancy-free death charge against the daredevils lined up with torches, and the terrifying silence that consumed everything made even the most resolute and unyielding people change their countenance.

Han Dang, who had experienced a hundred battles, actually took the initiative to take a step back, and even had the heart to retreat.

Are these people crazy......

The 1,000-backed army led by Ding Feng made preparations for death. They couldn't even tell the difference between friend and foe, they just kept charging forward, slashing and slashing anyone in front of them.

Ding Feng's face full of scars added two long wounds, the flesh and blood flew over, the smell of blood made Ding Feng extremely excited, and the long knife was everywhere, and there was a miserable roar everywhere.

The death battalion also retreated......

Dare to die because you have not really seen the horror of death.

These backstabbing troops in front of them are all like evil ghosts in hell, they have no scruples to mix with the death camp, and the most elite vanguard of Eastern Wu that they killed is retreating one after another!

Die!

Die!

"Fuck, where did this monster come from!"

Han Dang was secretly anxious, he didn't know why the enemy didn't act according to his script.

would actually let go of Zhang Babu, who was sent to death, and pounced directly on himself.

There are so few of them, and they have thrown down their armor in the snowy night battle, aren't they afraid of being attacked by Zhang Ba, who returned to the division to rescue, and there is no place to die?

Zhang Ba, where did you go, bastard, why didn't you come back to support Lao Tzu?

"Han Dang! Come on! ”

Han Dang was still pondering, and a bewitching light suddenly rose in the darkness.

It was the firelight reflected by the blood-stained Ringhead Knife!

Ding Feng slashed four people in a row, he threw a human head at Han Dang hard, and the long knife clenched in his right hand was like a roaring dragon, slamming into Han Dang's iron halberd!

Han Dang's mouth hurt, and he actually felt a fear from the bottom of his heart.

When he was young, he was strong and brave and good at fighting, but now he is over half a hundred years old, and he feels that it is not easy to survive many times in the rest of his life.

Looking at Ding Feng, whose face was covered in blood, he actually had an ominous thought.

If you continue to fight, will you be able to escape back?

……

Ding Feng fought in the snow, which is a famous scene in the Three Kingdoms.

Although he couldn't see it with his own eyes, looking at the messy torches in the distance, Zhao Hao actually felt his blood boiling all over his body.

"Order, the Beiwei army will be dispatched to take Brother Chengyuan home!"

Pound, dressed in iron armor, led the horse and galloped wildly in the snowy night, eager to run towards the firelight.

He and Ding Feng have known each other for a long time, and they have despised Ding Feng before, but he is the most brave person, and the person who dares to kill the enemy like this in this heavy snow is worthy of his Pound to save.

"Zhang Ba, I don't have time to talk to you more.

You've been dumped here like snot, and if you're still willing to spit on yourself, then we'll see you on the battlefield, and if you don't want to die for those people again, then stay here for me. ”

Dressed in a fox fur, Lu Luan, who wrapped herself tightly, rode a cute donkey out of the city, and she dragged an iron halberd with great difficulty and sent it into Zhao Hao's hands.

Zhao Hao helped her brush off the little snow on the green silk, and smiled: "Wait for me to come back." ”

"Be careful all the way."

Thousands of torches lit up in Xiakou City, and the firelight illuminated the young and enthusiastic faces, and Zhao Hao saw the excitement and excitement in the eyes of each of them.

"I, Zhao Hao, lead the troops, and I will not leave my brother and flee alone.

I promise you that if one day you are also under siege, I, Zhao Hao, will definitely fight to save you. ”

"The snow is beautiful tonight, you all set off with me to pick up the brothers and go home!"

"Go home! Go home! Go home! ”

The original obsession of the Beiwei Army was to go home.

Each of them once had an unbearable past, and there was also a home that, although broken, supported their hearts.

Isn't it natural that the troubled times have destroyed everything for them, but they have meshed these miserable people together, and these immobile men have long regarded each other as family in the battle they have been fighting for, and they are fighting to protect their families, isn't it right?

How can you say that you have no clothes, and you are with your son!

In the cold winter, in the north wind, 10,000 Beiwei troops slowly left the city with firm steps.

Zhao Hao rode a horse and walked in the forefront, and the blood just now was calm, but Zhang Ba could feel that if he moved a little, he was afraid that he would be eaten alive by this terrifying army in a moment.

In the era of cold weapons, if you can withstand a 10% mortality rate without collapsing, you are already an elite army.

If it can withstand a 30 percent mortality rate and not collapse, it is a strong army.

If you can withstand a 50% mortality rate, you are a hero who can dominate the world.

But what about this army in front of you......

Zhang Ba felt that even if they died to the last one, they would charge forward.

With a 100% acceptance rate, isn't that invincible in the world.

He looked at the back of the Wei army in a daze, but saw Lu Luan riding a donkey past him, and walked towards the city gate of Xiakou without looking at it-

Even if it is more than a thousand snowmen, this girl should stop and watch for a while.

But more than a thousand enemies covered in snow didn't attract Lu Luan's attention in the slightest.

It wasn't until he walked to the door that Lu Luan reluctantly turned his head as if he remembered something.

Zhang Ba clearly looked at Lu Luan's exquisite face, which was full of contempt and disgust.

The corners of her mouth twitched slightly, and she made no secret of her sarcasm.

"A bunch of eggless things"

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