In the sixteenth year of Daqin Jingxing, late autumn.

The mountains outside Shuozhou City have shed their emerald green under the cold wind, and they look dry yellow from a distance.

The cracked, yellowish leaves fall from the branches, and thick leaves fall on the ground.

The autumn wind is bleak, and the cold wind is rising...

Outside Shuozhou City, more than 200,000 border troops of Daqin stood like pines and cypresses in the black armor and red robes of Daqin Border Town, against the cold autumn wind.

Looking down from the city wall, it is divided into more than a dozen military formations, and the battle formations between each formation are tight, boundless, and black pressing.

The cold wind shuttled wantonly between the soldiers of the battle array, and the foot soldiers were dressed in half-armor without cloaks, masks (scarves) and other windproof items. One by one, they were blown red and frozen, but they didn't move at will.

In each military formation, there are knights wearing full armor and wearing red flags with small flags to shuttle between the formations from time to time, the horses' hooves pass by, the dust is all over the sky, and the soldiers who have eaten a mouthful of ash do not dare to stretch out their hands to block, because these knights are under the command of the military town, and they are in charge of military discipline.

The outermost rangers of the Qin army roamed around, circling Shuozhou City again and again.

The restless neighing of the war horses, the occasional sound of the rubbing of the armor blade soldiers, the sound of the soldiers panting, the white qi just exhaled from the mouth, disappeared in front of the eyes, and the atmosphere that permeated the military array was solemn and oppressive.

All kinds of military flags, general flags, covering the sky and the sun, and the black armor and battle robes of more than 200,000 Qin border troops are boundless. Suddenly, the war drums "dong dong" rhythmically emitted a heart-shaking rhythm.

Dull and heavy, it reaches the ears, but it rings in the bottom of my heart...

The prelude to the siege slowly pulled in with the rumbling of war drums...

Whether it is a veteran soldier who has been in battle for a long time or a new soldier who has entered the camp, he is hot-headed, his exhalation voice is a little thicker, and his hands and feet are slightly shaking. His eyes were fixed on the banner of his own school captain, and he was anxiously and excitedly waiting for the military order, his ears were red from the cold, but he was more sensitive than usual...

The flag of the Chinese army hunted in the gale, and the banner undulated against the gale...

Suddenly, the white characters will rise three times, and the majestic bull horn will be raised. The drums of war beat more and more closely.

The flags of the various formations continued to respond accordingly. The roars of the heralds like beasts rose one after another in the Qin army's large array, and the military orders were conveyed layer by layer, and the armies moved when they heard the order.

The army in the army stood still, but the armies on the left and right flanks rushed towards Shuozhou City like a tide.

The soldiers of Xia Liao guarding the city on the city wall, whether they were soldiers or generals, were all in turmoil, their hands and feet were cold, and their dry and cracked faces that had been blown by the cold wind were even more miserable.

Ten stone carts heavily guarded by the half-armor foot soldiers.

It is three zhang long, the stone bullet weighs 100 catties, the hand is 200, and the range is 150 zhang.

Dozens of soldiers pushed a car and shouted the number of trumpets and pushed slowly and slowly, and finally reached the range of fire.

With the roar of the flag officer, the well-trained soldiers were like flowing water, loading and firing, and ten stone bullets weighing 100 catties roared out.

Only three of them smashed on the southern section of the city wall, and the battlements were destroyed at the touch of a button, and the flying stones burst apart, and the nearby Xia Liao soldiers either screamed and fell to the ground or fled in panic.

It is still a little short of the preset throw to the south gate of Shuozhou. The flag officer continued to launch and debug, and finally ten "stone bullets" salvo at the south gate, with a shocking earthquake, the south gate tower collapsed, raising smoke and dust, Xia Liaojing flag fell to the ground.

As concocted, the giant egg kept smashing on the south gate of Shuozhou, and the overwhelmed south gate was shattered and crumbling, still stubbornly supporting.

Bai Ye rode on a tall snow-white horse with an old tiger-shaped iron mask on his face.

The eight hundred Bai family army guards behind her also wore masks of a unified system, the wind in the north was strong and the sand was strong, and they rode on horses without masks, and sometimes they couldn't even convey military orders clearly.

Standing on a high ground where you can only look at the whole army's array, he constantly issued military orders, but his eyes never left the south gate of Shuozhou, which was still struggling to support.

The white horse under the white night's crotch snorted excitedly, shook its head, and its front hooves were restlessly digging on the ground.

This horse is snow-white, without a trace of variegation, the mane is thick and bright, the hooves are stout, and the heel of the hooves is surrounded by a circle of white snow, such as stepping on the snow, the horse's neck, the mane is dense, and there is a red luster under the hidden light of the flames.

Feeling the mood of his companion under his crotch, Bai Ye held a gun in his right hand. The voice was steady and a little excited, and his left hand gently caressed the neck of the white horse, as if he was talking to the horse and to himself...

"Treading the snow! Wait... Don't be in a hurry, don't be in a hurry......"

Withdrawing his hand, Bai Ye's palms were covered with bright blood......

"Boom! Rumble! Rumble! ”

Finally, with a shocking bang, under the heavy blow of three stone bullets, the overwhelmed South City Gate finally collapsed, revealing a large broken gap.

Bai Ye's back shook, his eyes were cold, and the tip of the gun suddenly overflowed with cold light, pointing straight to the sky, looking up to the sky and roaring: "Kill!" ”

Treading snow and white night seemed to have a spirit in their hearts, and at the moment when the word "kill" was spoken, they flashed out like lightning, raising smoke and dust.

The guards behind Bai Ye were red-eyed, each of them galloped wildly as if they were crazy, and closely followed the general banner of their own commander, and the Bai family army with eight hundred heavy armor rode heavy armored war horses, with the sound of hooves rumbling, raising countless smoke and dust, and the sound of killing shook the sky like thousands of troops!

The moment the Chinese army battalion was killed in the white night, under the command of Lang Ning, it also changed. The drums of war shook the sky! Shake the sky! The horn sounds! Tear people's hearts! The banner changed and the army went forward one after another, and went straight to the south gate.

The dilapidated South Gate was submerged in the torrent of Great Qin's black iron armor...

......

Two hours later, smoke rose from the city, the fire continued, and the killing continued...

On the city wall, the big Qin banner with a black background and a white case fluttered again on Shuozhou City, facing the hunting wind and accompanying the sunset.

The sun is setting, and the remnant sun is like blood.

The bloodied white night stepped on the city of Shuozhou, with a hunting Qin flag floating above her head, and minced meat hanging on her armor from nowhere, a small section of the black cloak was missing, there were a few cracks, and the blood dyed her dark red.

The shabby mask that was originally worn on his face was gone, his face was covered with blood, he couldn't see clearly, his eyes were dark and deep, and the tip of his gun was on the ground, looking at the northern land.

......

Xia Zongxiao walked for three days through Xuanzhen, and the three guards who wore Xia Zongxiao in Luzhou finally arrived in Shuozhou City with most of the heavy grain and grass.

The war had long since ended, the city was in ruins, most of the border towns were stationed inside the city, and a small part of the army was camped outside the city.

The work of cleaning up the battlefield is not over yet, and there are still some corpses in the river under the city wall that have not been salvaged, including those of the Xia Liao soldiers and the Daqin border army.

Mountains of corpses piled up by Xia Liaojun, who had cut off their heads and stripped off their armor, were still burning, and from time to time freshly cleaned corpses were thrown onto the corpse mountain, burning more and more.

It was as tall as a hill, with black smoke billowing and a foul smell.

The heads of the lost bodies were piled up not far from the corpse mountain, and dozens of soldiers in Great Qin robes commanded many surviving Shuozhou people to pickle them.

This is all the evidence of their military merits, if it was used to be inspected by the Nine Towns Metropolitan Governor's Mansion, how could it be so troublesome, the Metropolitan Governor's Mansion sent officials to directly verify it, where can it be pickled.

However, now that the Metropolitan Governor's Mansion is besieged, the war is not over yet, and the military situation is urgent, it is better to pickle it, otherwise the military merits are "broken" and people will not recognize them, then they will lose a lot... Not to mention promotions, a single military merit is worth dozens of taels of silver...