The wind in the north of Liaobei is slightly cold all year round, since the autumn is coming, the coolness is more and more obvious, the north bank of the Liaohe River, the hills and mountains of the Yatuo Valley are wrapped in a layer of golden coat under the blowing of the south wind, overlooking the cloudless clear sky, a gray giant eagle is like lightning crossing, and then a sharp hiss resounded through the sky, and the birds in the forest were shocked in all directions. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"What's that sound?"

At the foot of the blue wolf slope, in the forest on the bank of the Liaoshui River, a team of Xia Realm border troops was patrolling here, and the team stopped and marveled at the sharp chirp. Since the news of the barbarian movement came a few months ago, the blue wolf guard, the general of Mingwei, Wang Zhao, strengthened the defense on the one hand, and ordered the Liaoyuan army on the other hand, please send reinforcements in case of accidents, after all, the blue wolf slope now only has two thousand defenders.

At noon, Wang Zhao sat in the big tent of the army in the Blue Wolf Castle, he looked at the report in front of the case, and was worried, a month ago, the scouts who had dispersed found that the Xiyue Department had disappeared on the bank of the Porao Grassland River in the west, and the wild fox and the green wolf on the water puddle grassland had also disappeared, this change was really disturbing.

Just when Wang Zhao was thinking about where these hungry barbarians were going, a heavy horn suddenly sounded in the old castle, Wang Zhao was startled, got up and strode in front of the tent, and asked angrily: "Who blows the horn?" ”

Wang Zhao's own soldiers hurriedly came, and he looked sleepy: "General, it's not our horn, you listen, it's coming from outside!" ”

As soon as these words fell, a loud noise came from the front camp, Wang Zhao immediately ran to the corner tower in the fort, and looked at it, the flints in the sky were roaring, and these huge stones poured with black oil fell from the sky like a god of death, and in the blink of an eye, the wooden houses of the tunmin in front of the blue wolf castle were smashed to pieces.

"General, general, no, the barbarians have attacked from the cliff pass in the east." I saw that the guards were panicking, and they came to roar and crawl.

"General, General, the Lion Banner of the Golden Family is no more than three miles away from us, and now it has reached the front valley of the Yatuo Valley!" Another scout came running and said the same.

"General, the tribal cavalry of the Xiyue Division, the Boli Division, and the Wild Fox Division have broken through the antler pit we set up to the west of the blue wolf, and the brothers of the Imperial Guard Camp have finished..."

Listening to this, Wang Zhao almost collapsed, he couldn't believe how these barbarians suddenly appeared under his nose, looking at the soldiers who were scattered and fleeing, panicked, Wang Zhao roared roughly, pulled out a horizontal knife, and raised his head to the sky: "Brothers, listen to Lao Tzu, both horizontal and vertical are death, even if they die, they have to pull a few cushions on Lao Tzu's back, everyone listens to the order, and rushes up with Lao Tzu, if anyone dares to take a step back, Lao Tzu will kill him." ”

In the roar, Wang Zhao took the lead and rushed towards the fort gate, infected by the general, and the soldiers who were still in chaos seemed to have found the backbone, and under the leadership of their respective battalion lieutenants, Du Bo, and Shi Commander, they rushed to the corner tower and the city wall against the flints falling from the sky.

On the wall of the fort, the brethren of the bow and crossbow battalion looked at the madman who was rushing in the dark, and they were desperately bending their bows and arrows, trying to shoot every barbarian, but these barbarians were dressed in iron armor and iron shields, and although their feathered arrows were sharp and powerful, they could not do much harm at all.

Wang Zhao looked at the scene in front of him, and the whole person wanted to fall into a hole in the ice and made people fearful: "Impossible, when did the barbarians have iron armor blades, what is going on?" ”

As the roar of the wolf howl and the lion's roar resounded, those barbarians like people and bears rushed up one after another, and the outer fortress was broken in half an hour, and then these beasts wearing iron armor and unkempt hair roared, waving the battle axes and scimitars in their hands, and frantically seized the lives of the brothers in the blue wolf castle.

Suddenly, he thought of something, ignoring the rain of arrows like a rain curtain, Wang Zhao called to guard Wang Shan: "Under my big tent, there is a sheepskin letter, take him, immediately go to the Liaoyuan army, find General Qin Shuo!" ”

In such a situation, Wang Shan, as a personal guard, was reluctant to leave, but Wang Zhao had no strength, he roared and scolded, and kicked Wang Shan down: "Run, remember, no matter what, the brothers of Blue Wolf Castle can't die for no reason!" ”

In the barbarian army array in the distance, Shi Ji Hutu, the leader of the Ejin tribe belonging to one of the Golden Clan, looked indifferently at everything in front of him, and then asked the person beside him, "How long will it take to capture this place?" ”

Beside him, a middle-aged man who looked like a Xia man said slowly: "Half an hour is enough." ”

In this regard, Ah Shi Ji suddenly gestured slightly to the Na Keer Tu Hei beside him, and Tu Hei, who knew the meaning, pulled out his scimitar, turned over on his horse, and yelled at the heavily armored brute soldiers behind him: "The warriors of the Golden Family, for the sake of the master, rush." ”

Inspired by the roar, the brute soldiers roared like madmen and rushed towards the already dilapidated summer camp.

The blue wolf, this place that is as lonely as a fairyland on weekdays, has become a purgatory on earth at this time, looking around, the corpses and wreckage of the Xia army and the barbarian army are mixed together, the collision of iron and iron, the fight of fists and flesh, and the roar of soldiers are wafting between heaven and earth.

"Kill, hack them to death, rob them of their money and food, rob their women, go on."

In a clearing, a barbarian leader dressed in chain iron armor and carrying a long-handled axe, strong as a black bear, roared loudly, every swing of the huge mace in his hand would take one or even several lives of Xia Jun, and the corpses of more than a dozen Xia Jun brothers were already lying under his feet, all of which were broken without exception.

"Brothers, you must be the master, the general will send reinforcements, and this group of barbarians must not be allowed to take this place."

Wang Zhao shouted as hard as he could, and at the same time the archers on the corner tower shot at the barbarians who were still attacking again, and with each salvo, there would be a group of barbarians howling and rolling down the mountain, but for the many enemies, the defenders of the Xia Dynasty were like lonely boats in the sea, looking isolated and helpless, and they would capsize at any time.

At this time, in front of the middle camp gate, a summer military camp captain who was covered in blood, completely invisible, and had tattered armor brandished a horizontal knife like a madman, roared and rushed towards the barbarian army in front of him, the cold light flashed, and the blade slashed directly at the huge head.

But the brute has a lot of manpower, and the scimitar in his hand is a horizontal slash, but the battalion lieutenant did not dodge at all, let the scimitar cut into his body, and let the blood gush out, the barbarian army shouted excitedly, but the barbarian army's smile also froze at that moment. Before he died, the dying battalion lieutenant still slashed the horizontal knife through the neck of the barbarians, the blood splashed like mist, a big head rolled down, and the headless corpse erupted with blood in the body, and then the battalion lieutenant slowly fell, and the other barbarians were crazy and slashed at the corpse, but they didn't know that the battalion lieutenant had long been out of breath.