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October 16, early in the morning, the old man's tent. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Under the gloomy sky, the vast snow-covered field was like a majestic god of war, exuding an overwhelming murderous aura through the mist and howling cold wind.

......The long and low sound of the horn broke the silence of the morning, echoing on the empty snowfield, and the sad and suppressed sadness whimpered with the wind, penetrating into the tents through the slightest crack, eroding the hearts of every helpless and tormented remote tribe.

"Xi Yu ......" the neighing of the war horse, echoing the sound of the sad horn, like a warrior in a blood-stained robe, with a strong and unyielding will, summoning up a surging ambition and generously dying.

"Papapa......" flags are flying, and the banner is hunting, just like a general full of fighting spirit, standing on the battlefield full of corpses, in the midst of thousands of troops and horses, raising his arms and shouting wildly, and his fighting spirit soars to the sky.

Under the banner, Samashi stood on his horse, looking up at the sky, his mood was like a thick cloud, extremely sad.

Yesterday he received an urgent message from Yaolin Letu, knowing that the Songmo Yaqi and the Xia Clan coalition army were coming south to support, and Buli Shea Ashina was the first to charge forward, which shows the confidence and determination of the Turks in rescuing the Yaoyuan Army. If nothing else, before dusk yesterday, the rescue army led by the Turks should have reached the city of Udan, and today is a critical moment in the development of the war situation.

According to the predetermined deployment, after receiving the urgent news from Yaoranletu, Samashi immediately led his army to set off and went south to the city of Udan overnight, so that he could join up with the large army after dawn and join forces to attack to relieve the siege of Udan. It's just that the heart of harming people is indispensable, and the heart of defending people is indispensable, at this moment of danger in the remote reins, not to mention that the enemy is eyeing the remote reins, even the allies are also ill-intentioned, as long as they seize the opportunity, they will definitely take advantage of the fire to rob and fall into the ground, so the remote reins and letu implicitly expressed their worries in the oral message, while Samahi understood and delayed the departure time until this morning.

In this way, in order to seize the fighter plane, the Turkic and Xia coalition forces can only attack with all their strength and fight with the Xi coalition army, and the main force of the remote division controls the initiative, so that the strength of the remote division can be preserved to the greatest extent, as long as the strength still exists, the remote tribe has the power of self-protection, and will not be swallowed by the strong.

However, the siege of Wudan, the danger of the remote department, can it really be solved by Buli alone? As long as the Song Desert Tooth Banner and the Xia Clan coalition army rush south to help, the storm on both sides of the Shaolang River can stop? Samashi was pessimistic.

Judging from the battle on the front line of the Tosu Chenshui, the Yaolai tribe has been wiped out, and the ambush department has also retreated in a panic, and the Diera tribe is also powerless to resist, and the Khitan several main tribes are vulnerable to the attack of the Middle-earth army, and the whole line is defeated, and the eight-tribe alliance has also collapsed, and the Khitan tribes themselves are difficult to protect, and it is impossible to free up their hands to rescue the Yaolai tribe, and it is impossible to form a flanking attack with the Turkic and Xia coalition forces, so as to put the Middle-earth army in the plight of the enemy on the back of the abdomen. On the contrary, the Middle-earth army was able to free up its hands and turn around and enter the battlefield of the Shaolang River, so that no matter what the victory or defeat of the two warring parties, the remote army would be wiped out in the billowing wolf smoke.

This is the sorrow of the weak, in today's remote tribe, advance may be eaten by the Turkic and Xia coalition forces, and retreat will inevitably become the mouth of the Middle-earth and Xi coalition forces. In fact, since its decline, even if it is not eaten by the people of Middle-earth today, it will be the prey of its allies in the future, which is the law of survival of the jungle, cruel and ruthless.

In the cold wind, the horns and trumpets came and went, from far to near, the sound of people shouting horses and neighing became more and more intensive, and the thousands of tents gathered in the old man's tent "woke up" from their slumber, and one by one the warriors came on horseback, and a team controlled the strings and lined up under the banner, full of fighting spirit.

Samahi's gaze slowly retracted from the thick clouds, from the soaring wolf smoke, from the banner dancing wildly to the familiar faces, and the horses ready to go, feeling the unyielding tenacity and determination to sacrifice their lives to the death.

Samahi sighed to himself, and now in addition to swearing to fight to the death, he can only hope for God's favor.

Samahi raised his horsewhip and twitched in the air, and a loud roar reached the ears of the bannermen around him, "Go!" ”

"Woo woo woo ......" the big horns roared in unison, and the passionate sound rose to the sky, resounding throughout the four fields.

......On the snowfield, in a team of string control teams, one horn after another sounded, merging into a wave of sound.

Samashi kicked the horse's belly, and the horse neighed and galloped out.

The knights of the guards followed, and the bannermen followed on horseback, and the speed became faster and faster, and gradually galloped.

More than 1,000 horsemen spread out their wings, like flying eagles, roaring on the endless snowfield.

After running for more than 20 miles, Samashi ordered to slow down and walk slowly, on the one hand, to ensure the physical strength of men and horses, and on the other hand, not to enter the city of Udan too early, and to let the strength of the enemy and friendly forces be consumed as much as possible, which would be beneficial to his own side and not harmful.

In addition, there is another abnormal thing that arouses Samahi's alarm, that is, the scout team he sent out in advance, so far none of the team has returned to report the news, and under normal circumstances, even if these scout teams run too far, they will leave people in contact at a distance, so that once there is an emergency military situation ahead, they can also use the sound of the sound of the sound, but now there is no one to see, and no sound of the sound of the strike, which is very strange.

When something goes wrong, it is a demon, and while Samahi is leading the army, he orders all the troops to prepare for battle in case of accidents.

Crossing a low and gentle slope and looking out at the snowfield ahead, Samahi's eyes widened, the muscles of his whole body tensed, and an icy chill swept over his heart, making him can't help but shiver a few times in a row. At the same time, all kinds of screams and shouts came out of the ranks, and all kinds of negative emotions such as panic, doubt, and fear were entangled together, like a surging tide, violently hitting the hearts of the controllers, and everyone was frightened and changed.

On the horizon, between the snowfield and the gloomy sky, a long and intense black tide is extremely eye-catching, just like a spontaneous stroke outlined on white paper, wild and uninhibited, sharp, giving people a strong visual and psychological impact.

What is that? The grassland controllers, who have lived in war and killing since childhood, are too familiar with the scene in front of them, that is the army, a huge, ready-to-go, murderous army, and the sudden appearance of this powerful army is definitely a nightmare for the more than 1,000 horsemen of the Yao Yuan Department, and for the clansmen of Lao Lang's account.

Suddenly, Samahi's mind went blank, his expression froze, his whole body stiffened, his heart was cold, despair was like a sling around his neck getting tighter and tighter, and the strong feeling of suffocation made him on the verge of collapse.

The scout team has no sound enough to show that there is an enemy on the opposite side, and such a large number of enemies, and the enemy who can quietly appear on the edge of Lao Lang's tent at this moment, will only come from the east of the Tosu Chen Water, and at this moment there are only two armies that can come from the Tosu Chen Water, either the Oka Oro's ambush control string, or the Middle-earth army that attacked the ambush department, but a few days ago, the messenger sent by the Oga Tara to call the police was rescued by the scout team of the Lao Lang Tent, Samashi knew that Oga Tara had taken the initiative to evacuate with the control string of the Ambush Department, Not only did they abandon the city and leave, but even their own tribes and clansmen abandoned them, so the identity of the army in front of them was certain, it was the Middle-earth army, and it was also a horse army.

On the horizon of "Knock Knock Knock ......", the sound of war drums suddenly sounded, and the drums suddenly intensified and earth-shattering.

On the horizon of "Woo Woo Woo ......", the horn sounded instantly, accompanied by the sound of thunderous drums, whistling like a violent wind.

The black waves moved, and the waves rose and fell, like a raging tsunami, covering the earth; The wild stroke on the white paper is alive, like a sheathed sword, surging and full of evil spirits.

"Rumbling ......" hooves from small to loud, from far to near, more and more dense, at first like Xiao Xiao autumn rain, gradually torrential rain such as note, and then quickly evolved into bursts of thunder, the roar shook the heavens and the earth, covering up the noisy drums, covering up the murderous spirit of the sky, only the rumbling thunder remained, such as the flood beast tearing the earth, such as the ancient god of war shattering the mountains and rivers, for a time the wind and clouds changed, the sky collapsed and the earth cracked.

The remote control strings changed in shock, trembling, and the soul was scattered, and in an instant, there were terrible shouts, panicked horses, neighing and messy, alarm horns and horns were connected, and there were even those who were out of control who wanted to turn their horses' heads and leave, but the battle formation was tight, and there was no way to turn around in a hurry.

"Governor, Governor......" The guards shouted loudly, waking up Samahi, who had fallen into the abyss of despair, looking at the tens of thousands of enemy horsemen roaring from the horizon, feeling the invincible momentum that rushed to the face, and felt that he and more than a thousand control strings would be flooded, would be overwhelmed by the wind, and would be turned into powder under the trampling of countless iron hooves, his expression was suddenly hideous, his gaze suddenly firm, anyway, it was death, rather than a wolf running and dying like a dog, it was better to sacrifice himself to die and kill a man.

"Kill! Kill! Kill! Samahi kicked the horse's belly, the war horse neighed in pain, four hooves rose into the air, shot straight ahead, the long volley in his hand pointed in front of the air, raised his head and shouted, hoarse, "For the sake of the distance, for the homeland, kill!" ”

The guards of the "Wu ......" were about to split, their blood was full of blood, and they did not hesitate to follow the horses, roaring forward, "Wu ......"

The passionate charge of "Woo Woo Woo ......" soared into the sky, and the blood was full of fearlessness and tragedy.

At this moment, whether it is a fierce person, a hesitant person, or a person who is broken, there is no choice but to follow the battle flag, only to die generously, only to raise his weapon, use all his strength, and let out the last roar, "Wuhu!" ”

The sky was gloomy, the cold wind was howling, the snow was solemn, the thunder was rolling, the murderous spirit was rushing into the sky, and the grim smile of the god of death resounded through the heavens and the earth.