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At this time, everyone on both sides knows that the most important thing now is time, time determines the overall situation in the entire north, and no one can afford to waste it.

After a short break on both sides, the enemy attack began again as the drums and trumpets below sounded again, and life had little value before this barrier. Yuan Shao's soldiers were forced to go to the battlefield, and their battle was just to eat and drink, so that they could live one more day in this troubled world.

Jin Yiwei's brothers went to the battlefield, and they had a belief in their hearts, hoping that their little descendants could live the kind of life that the lord said.

But whether active or passive, they must fight to the death in this small space.

Gao Rou saw such a battle situation, he was already anxious, time was slowly passing, the foreseeable enemy, was also rushing to kill himself, lost the Jingcheng Pass, Niangzi Pass has become the first line of defense, and once Niangzi Pass falls, behind him is the Great Taiyuan Plain of Pingchuan, Yangquan Town will no longer have anything to rely on, and the core of the state, and the red fruit will be exposed in front of the Lu family army.

Others don't know the combat effectiveness of the Lu Jiajun! I know that Taiyuan City will be destroyed in a blink of an eye under the attack of the Lu family's army, and then my brother will have no place to stand, and his family will be completely destroyed, and his lord will not have half a point of regression.

The pass of the well must be captured, and the road must be blocked, so that his family and his lord can have a chance to breathe.

Carrying the bloody sword, he shouted at the thousand soldiers behind him: "Lift your sword and shield, as the overseer, follow me forward." Then he shouted hoarsely at the cowering soldiers in front of him: "There are only two roads in front of you, and if you attack, I will give you a reward of 1,000 yuan, and if you die on the way of attacking, I will give you a pension of 2,000 yuan, and once you return it." Gao Rou immediately became hideous: "I will cut off your heads and kill all your families." ”

The soldiers who were still trembling before, hearing such conditions, everyone had no fear, but couldn't help but cheer up one by one - if they died in battle, they would have a pension of 2,000 yuan, which was quite tempting.

An old soldier with a stiff back, leaning on his rusty gun, asked cautiously, "Is it old money or steel coins?" ”

Gao Rou replied with an oath: "Steel coins, full steel coins." ”

After receiving such a promise, the veteran breathed a sigh of relief, and then muttered and calculated: "2,000 steel coins can be exchanged for ten stones of grain, which can make my daughter-in-law take my grandson to save a little and survive for two years." Then he cheered excitedly: "It's a good deal." ”

The old man received Gao Rou's promise, and violently raised the sand gun in his hand, turned around, and climbed up the cliff.

Behind him, countless soldiers followed in his footsteps, climbing like an almost mortal battlefield.

A life can only be exchanged for ten stones of grain, is life precious or food precious?

For the officials of the wealthy families, 2,000 steel coins may not be exchanged for a glass of wine in their hands, but the poor people can completely put their lives on the basis of this little money and food, which is the values of the evil feudal society.

The charging enemies were stoned to death by the jumping stones, and the retreating enemies were cut to the ground by the blood-red-eyed Warlords behind them, and then they were driven to the battlefield of death again.

Countless Yuan Shao soldiers, like the sea water at high tide and ebb tide, between the two firm cliffs, back and forth, dead and wounded.

Under the double pressure of money and butcher's knife, the enemy still rushed up the gentle slope halfway up the mountain like a tide, and then, without stopping as he did at the beginning, he continued to climb to the top of the mountain with his hands and feet, until he rushed to the humble stone wall of the shopkeeper Chen.

"Brothers, press down the enemy, kill—" Shopkeeper Chen waved the big knife in his hand, and was the first to jump on the low wall, and the brothers behind him rushed forward with him without hesitation, and a tragic hand-to-hand combat was staged here again.

Shopkeeper Chen faced a gray-haired and withered veteran, and when the two sides were facing each other, he was suddenly stunned for a moment, but the veteran howled and stabbed out the rusty spear in his hand, and Shopkeeper Chen also unceremoniously waved the big knife.

After all, the shopkeeper Chen was young and strong, the big knife was fast, and the first one was cut on the veteran's head, and in the blood splashing, the veteran soldier was stunned on the ground, and the shopkeeper Chen clearly heard the murmur in the old soldier's mouth: "2000 money, steel coins, it's here." Then he took his last breath of relief.

This is definitely not an illusion, in the midst of this earth-shattering fight, Shopkeeper Chen heard such words so clearly without missing a word.

But at this time, there was no need to sigh, and there was no time for him to understand the meaning of this sentence, and the shopkeeper Chen's big knife swung at the enemy again.

Killed batch after batch, the enemy was layered one after another, charging upwards with their lives, and there were fewer and fewer comrades-in-arms around Chen's shopkeeper, but no one retreated, they were still charging and fighting one after another.

Seeing that the enemy's army was about to drown a few hundred brothers, at this time, the fat old Liu suddenly dropped the big knife in his hand.

When the shopkeeper Chen saw this situation, he was shocked, you guy has been corrupted by wine and meat, and you are going to defect to the enemy at this critical time, so he pulled out a big knife in the enemy's body, waved it and slashed at him.

There must be no defection to the enemy, which will tarnish the noble name of his brocade guard.

But just when his big knife slashed at the fat old Liu, he saw that Lao Liu was using his fat shoulders to hit the low stone wall again and again.

Again and again, Shopkeeper Chen could hear the sound of Lao Liu's collarbone breaking, but this time, Lao Liu didn't scream, just gritted his teeth like that, and insisted on holding on in a cold sweat again and again, crashing into the low stone wall.

At the moment when the enemy rushed in front of him, the low stone wall collapsed with a bang, and the large and small stones collapsed and rolled down, rushing down the cliff like a flash flood, and in an instant the enemy in front of him was swept away.

Shopkeeper Chen immediately understood, without saying a word, followed him to learn, with his shoulders to arch a section of the stone wall in front of him, all the brothers followed their example, the stone wall in front of them knocked down, large and small stones rolled down the mountain like a torrential rain, with an earth-shattering scream, the enemy was defeated again.

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