"Shi Chang......" A Han soldier ran up to the Twelve Beacons like crazy, because he ran too fast, he accidentally fell to the ground, he didn't seem to know the pain, and quickly crawled in front of the guard Shi Chang: "Shi Chang, ...... quickly"

The commander of the twelve beacons hurriedly helped him up: "Why are you so alarmed? ”

"There are Huns." The Han army shouted with a crying voice.

"What? How many people are there? Shi Chang grabbed Han Jun's shoulders.

The Han soldier was already frightened, and he trembled and pointed to the Thirteen Beacons: "There are probably thousands of people, they have occupied the Thirteen Beacons, and now they are killing them." ”

"Fuck." Shu Weishi scolded the elder, suddenly pulled out the ring head knife, and shouted at the subordinates who stood up one after another: "Brothers, the time has come to serve the country, Wang An is responsible for lighting the beacon, and the rest of the people will go to the drawbridge with me, listen, if anyone is alive, bring the soul of the dead brother home and bring it back to the Han Dynasty." ”

"No!"

The soldiers drew their swords and roared wildly, their chests filled their chests with a volcanic burst of fierce fervour.

"Let's go!" Shi Chang put his sword on his shoulder, and took the lead in rushing down the twelve beacons, followed by the other eight Han soldiers, Wang An was shocked by their momentum of seeing death as home, he lit the beacon fire, and also rushed down with his sword.

When the commander of the garrison rushed to the drawbridge, the Huns had just rushed onto the drawbridge, and there was Zhao Ling's cold corpse in the middle of them.

The corpse Tu Tu stared coldly at the Han army on the other side of the bridge, and with a wave of the scimitar in his hand, the silent Huns shouted at the same time, and rushed towards the Han army with a knife.

"Kill!" Seeing this, the nine Han soldiers behind him raised their knives and guns, and rushed towards the murderous Huns.

"Bell Bell Bell ......"

Slashing with swords like snowflakes, spears like forests barking indiscriminately, the ten Han soldiers fought separately, fierce and abnormal, they didn't care about the number of opponents at all, and they didn't do any defense, they just slashed with their swords without their lives, and although they were injured in many places, they still shouted to the death.

Because behind them is their hometown.

The Huns were completely crushed by the ten Han troops who regarded death as home, and with only nine ring-headed knives, they killed the souls of the Huns who rushed onto the suspension bridge.

This can be described as one person in charge, and no one can open it.

The chief of the guard wiped the blood stains on his face, slashed the last Hun who rushed up with two swords, and shouted at his subordinates behind him: "Burn the bridge." ”

The two Han soldiers took the oil from their bodies and splashed it along the bridge, but before they could spill halfway, the Huns on the opposite bank rushed onto the suspension bridge again, and the light of the sword reflected the blood of the four fields.

"Ignite, ignite immediately." The chest of the chief guard was covered with knife wounds, and the flesh was turned outward, and the internal organs could be faintly seen.

"It's not done yet, and it's only half of the fire." Wang An looked at the approaching Huns, and said hurriedly: "It's too late, why don't you cut it." ”

Cutting the drawbridge, although it can stop the Huns from attacking, they will also fall off thousands of cliffs and be crushed.

"Are the brothers afraid of death?" The chief of the guard looked at his subordinates covered in blood and asked passionately.

"Haha, what are you afraid of? Something is not yet known. ”

"If you kill Ben early today, what is the fear of death?"

"A certain seven-foot body has already promised the country, and he is willing to go to the country with all the kings."

The guard laughed loudly: "Hahaha, the gentlemen on the Huangquan Road are very lucky. ”

He looked at the approaching Huns, and lifted the already dull ring-headed knife to the front, and shouted at the same time: "Do it." ”

With the order of the commander of the guard, the nine Han soldiers lit the fire oil and began to slash the bridge with their swords frantically, the tongue of fire rolled along the bridge deck and rope, and the black shadow soared into the sky.

"Click!" Under the frantic stirring of knives, blood, and sweat, a fiery snake that connected the cliffs of the Fuji Bridge was trembling, gasping, and making strange noises.

The commander of the guard died, dying on the way to the charge, and six more robes died, and they were stacked on the bridge deck, which to a certain extent stopped the Huns' pace.

The two Han soldiers stood straight on the bridge, and behind them stood Wang An, who had long since died, and behind them was full of sharp arrows, and blood splashed on the faces of the two Han soldiers like a waterfall.

When Cao Xing arrived at the Twelve Beacons, the suspension bridge connecting the Twelve Beacons and the Thirteenth Beacons had already been filled with smoke, and he looked at the two Han soldiers who were still frantically cutting the bridge, and his heart was as distressed as ten thousand arrows.

"You've done enough, come back." Cao Xuan clenched his fists and shouted at the two Han soldiers.

In this case, no one can board the suspension bridge anymore, once the weight of the suspension bridge increases, not only the Han army who cut the bridge, but also the rescued Han army will fall into the abyss together.

"Come back soon." The Han army who rushed to reinforce shouted together, wanting to save the lives of the two warriors.

The screams of the robes, the flying arrows, the curling flames, and the pain in the heart, all of this did not mean anything to the two Han soldiers, and they had only one thought in their hearts, that is, to cut the drawbridge and stop the Huns.

Another wave of Huns' chaotic arrows, both Han soldiers felt heavy, and one of them stood up and raised the ring head knife again, only the last one remained.

"Stop!" Cao Xuan saw the hedgehog-like Han army staggering to raise the ring-headed knife, and hurriedly stretched out his right hand and roared.

......The suspension bridge was finally cut by two Han soldiers, and the stout rattan bridge burst with the firelight, and the bridge deck fell apart in the loud noise, breaking down the mountain stream.

"Father and Mother......" Dense corpses fell from the broken bridge, and a Han soldier seemed to see his parents waving to him on the shore, he stretched out his hands to grab it, but the endless darkness still engulfed him.

The drawbridge was broken, so completely that the burning wreckage hung it on the cliff and burned like the wrath of the Han army.

The Xiongnu put the scimitar back into the scabbard, and sighed in shock: "I didn't expect that there are such warriors in the Han army, it is really earth-shattering, crying ghosts and gods." ”

The corpse figure slaughtered day by day and didn't expect this to be the result, he asked, "Da Danghu, what should we do now?" ”

"Now that it has been discovered by the Han army, the purpose of this trip has no meaning, to collect troops." The Huns glanced back at the Twelve Beacons, although it was close at hand, it was actually out of reach.

The soldiers of the Han army witnessed the astonishing feats of the 12 beacon guards, and they were all infected and shocked by their heroic and fearless heroism.

For a time, the roar on the twelve beacons was thunderous, the horn shook the sky, and the fighting spirit was majestic.

When the Han army guarding the 11th Beacon saw the 12th Beacon burning in flames, he hurriedly ran to the Commander of the Garrison and reported: "The Commander of the Twelve Beacons has been lit. ”

The commander of the garrison pushed aside the soldiers who were blocking in front of him, and personally ran to the beacon to look, and after seeing the situation clearly, he raised his big hand: "The Hu people invade the south, and quickly ignite the fire." ”

With the order of the commander of the guard, the beacon tower of the eleventh beacon was also lit, and then the tenth, ninth, eighth, seventh, sixth, fifth, fourth, third, second, and first.

At the northern foot of Yinshan Mountain, which is dozens of miles long, the beacon tower connected into a long dragon ignited a raging flame, and the guards raised their heads one after another, and at the same time clenched the swords and guns in their hands.

The sky gradually became clearer, Cao Xing galloped all the way, and finally arrived at the Jilusai camp at the end of the day, and at the same time brought the news of the Huns going south.

In the big tent of the Chinese army, Lu Bu was sitting upright on the main seat, and the generals under the tent stood on both sides, and they all turned their eyes to Lu Bu in unison.

"I didn't expect the Huns to come so quickly, where do you think you should stop the Hun army?" Lu Bu opened the battle report sent by Cao Xing, and looked at Gao Shun habitually.

Gao Shun felt the inquiry in his eyes, and he immediately clenched his fists and replied, "Mingshan!" ”

Lu Bu rhythmically tapped on the table: "Tell me the reason." ”

Gao Shun simply said: "Mingshan is the only way to attack Jilusai." ”

The conversation between the two was so fast that many people couldn't keep up with the rhythm, only Zhang Liao suggested: "Although the suspension bridge of the Twelve Beacons has been broken, it cannot be denied that the Xiongnu will not make dangerous moves. ”

Lu Bu didn't answer immediately, he picked up a small red flag from the desk, lightly inserted it in the center of the word 'Mingshan' marked on the map, knocked his fingers, and said: "I don't stop the enemy, I want to destroy the enemy." ”

Gao Shun's brows furrowed, and he looked at the large map behind Lu Bu, if the enemy is blocked, Mingshan is indeed the first choice, as long as Mingshan is held, the plan of the Huns to invade the south from Jilu can be declared over.

But when it comes to breaking the enemy, there is really no other way than to fight face-to-face.

Cheng Lian, who was standing at the head of the right, interjected: "The vanguard of the Xiongnu this time is named Shao Ti, and he is a big boss under the account of King Hu, this person is brave and strategic, and it is not easy to deal with, if you want to annihilate him, it may not be easy." ”

Lu Bu looked at everyone flatly, and his tone was unquestionable: "I just want to kill the majesty of the Huns." ”

Gao Shun walked to the large map, pointed to the wasteland connecting Yinshan to Mobei, and said: "Then we will block the mountain pass and fight the Huns head-on." ”

Zhang Liao shook his head: "Kill a thousand enemies, lose eight hundred, unwise!" ”

Lu Bu nodded in agreement, he got up slowly, looked at the generals and said, "I have a plan, if I can succeed, I can break the enemy in one fell swoop." ”

When the generals heard this, they clasped their fists and said, "Please make it public." ”