Hu Zhuoer turned his head, glanced at the respectful Liu Yuanyi, and laughed.

Then, he turned his head, pointed at the scholar in green clothes on the opposite mountain with the glistening scimitar in his hand, and whispered to the Turkic warrior beside him: "Battle, do you see that scholar?" ”

Seeing Battle nodding, Hu Zhuoer squinted his eyes, and said with a smile: "That person is the official of the Great Zhou Army, take him down, bring him back to the grassland, and give it to the Great Khan, we can get a lot of women and a lot of horses!" Ha ha! ”

Battle nodded his lips, his eyes glinting with a fierce glint as he kept nodding.

"Warriors, for the sake of the Great Khan, for the glory of the steppe. Kill! Hu Zhuoer straightened up, raised the scimitar in his hand, and roared at the Turkic warriors hiding under the cliff, and roared murderously.

"Whew!" Many Turkic warriors, as if they had heard the howl of a wolf, drew their weapons one after another, pointed to the sky, and howled loudly.

Looking at the group of fierce Turks like wolf cubs, they raised their heads and roared, and their murderous aura shook the sky. The Han people who were hiding at the foot of the mountain were shocked. The dazzling cold light on the scimitar, like the ice and snow of winter, made them chill all over.

After three consecutive shouts, Hu Zhuoer held a scimitar in his hand, pointed to the camp of the Great Zhou army on the opposite hillside, and said to the warrior beside him: "Battle, you take a hundred men and attack the opponent's left flank." ”

"Yes! Centurion! Battle carried a scimitar in his hand, pressed one hand to his chest, and nodded in agreement.

"Ehur, you take a hundred men and attack the opponent's right flank!" Huzhuor turned his head and gave an order to another Turkic warrior.

"Yes, Centurion!" The warrior called Ehur received his order with his fists clenched and his head bowed.

"You two are going to tear through the enemy's lines like sharp scimitars. Clear the way for the army to attack the opponent's main camp! Do you understand? Hu Zhuoer glanced at the two warriors in front of him, and roared in a thick voice.

"Yes, I'll understand!" The two of them clenched their fists at the same time and responded loudly.

"Alright, go ahead, the Immortal Heaven will bless you!" Hu Zhuoer waved his hand and asked the two of them to lead their troops away, while he turned around and yelled at the three hundred warriors behind him. Pointing at the main camp of the Great Zhou army on the opposite hillside, he said loudly: "Warriors, charge with me!" "Whew!"

The Turkic soldiers, dressed in black and armed with scimitars, whistled in unison, and roared, followed Hu Zhuoer and rushed out of the silver coin location. They stepped on the blood-soaked ground, like half of a pack of wolves on the move, and rushed towards the opposite hillside at an extremely fast speed, in the direction where Lu Heng was.

……

Lu Heng sat on the bluestone under the tree, fiddling with a small crossbow machine in his hand, but his eyes were always staring at the battle situation under the valley.

After seeing it, the group of black-clothed people who were originally fleeing in all directions like headless flies suddenly retreated as if they had received some order. After hiding under a cliff, where a bow and arrow can't be shot. Lu Heng, who was specializing in the recoil of the crossbow machine, paused slightly in his hand, turned his head, and said to Wu Ningyuan beside him: "It seems that there are still capable people around Liu Yuanyi!" “

Wu Ningyuan stroked his beard, looked down with slightly narrowed eyes, and nodded: "Quick response, timely scheduling." I didn't expect that there are such characters in this gang of thugs? ”

However, after he said this, he suddenly saw the form below, and there was an unexpected change.

I saw that the black-clothed people who had originally gathered together and dodged the shooting of bows and arrows suddenly became two ways. All the way to the bank of the Yangtze River, the pass charged. All the way, it turned out to be coming towards his side.

At the beginning, Wu Ningyuan was still a little ridiculed in his heart, and the other party's head was squeezed by the door. Regardless of the geographical advantage, he charged from the bottom up.

However, when he saw that this group of five hundred black-clothed men armed with scimitars were extremely brave and rushed through the first line of defense with great speed. In the blink of an eye, they were engaged with the soldiers of the second line of defense.

Moreover, just by taking a look, I saw that the second line of defense, composed of 100 soldiers, looked like it was not supported.

"These people are no ordinary Green Forest bandits!" Wu Ningyuan's face became a little cold, he stood up, pointed to the extremely brave warriors in front of him with black cloth on their faces, and said in a deep voice.

On the side, Lu Heng also stood up. He squinted, staring at the battle below. When I saw the sharp scimitars in the hands of those samurai with black faces, a word suddenly came to mind.

He took a deep breath, turned his head to look at Wu Ningyuan, who was pale, and pointed to the warriors below with black faces: "Duke Ning Yuan, have you seen the weapon in the other party's hand?" ”

Wu Ningyuan was stunned for a moment, turned his head to look at Lu Heng, and didn't know what he meant by his words.

Lu Heng squinted his eyes and looked ahead. Raising his finger at the warriors with black cloth covering their faces, he said to Wu Ningyuan: "Look at the weapons in their hands, do you have a sense of déjà vu?" ”

Wu Ningyuan turned his head at this time, condensed his gaze and looked down.

I saw that the second line of defense below had collapsed at this time. At this time, the Jiangning garrison on the second line had begun to retreat towards the mountainside. And behind them, the samurai with black cloth and masked face, hot pursuit.

At this time, the archers of the third line of defense had already stood up.

Looking at the samurai with black cloth covering their faces, the scimitars held high in their hands. Under the morning light, the cold light is dazzling. In the flash of the knife, Wu Ningyuan suddenly remembered that he had seen these scimitars there.

Moreover, not only have I seen it, but it is extremely familiar.

Decades ago, on the northern steppes, he had added this extremely powerful and extremely good chopping weapon countless times.

At this time, when he saw this kind of knife again, Wu Ningyuan recognized it at a glance.

Moreover, from those samurai, the skillful swordsmanship, and the emotionless gaze that was practiced like murder. Wu Ningyuan took a deep breath, and couldn't help but think of the enemy he had fought countless times more than ten years ago.

"It's the Turks!" Wu Ningyuan sighed with a somewhat decadent expression. He raised his head and looked at those brave Turkic warriors, but his heart was full of chills.

He really didn't expect that the current border defense of the Great Zhou would be so weak, and he would let five hundred Turkic warriors go thousands of miles into the territory of the Great Zhou without any hindrance, and they would reach Jiangning for a generation.

What he didn't expect was that there would be people like Liu Yuanyi in the Great Zhou Dynasty who dared to betray their ancestors and the country. fornicated with foreign enemies and fell into the people of the Great Zhou Dynasty and fire and water. Moreover, he also knew who the person behind Liu Yuanyi was. Thinking of this, cold sweat couldn't help but wet his back, Wu Ningyuan gasped, looking at the Turkic soldiers who were getting closer and closer in front of him, as well as the Great Zhou soldiers who fled for their lives, he suddenly felt that he was really powerless.

Wu Ningyuan shook his head with a wry smile, leaning against the tree with a decadent expression, his expression gloomy.

Do these people really want to go straight to the end of the week? But why would they do that? Don't they know the truth that the country is ruined? When the Great Week is over, can they save themselves?

The ancients said that there are no eggs under the nest!

Do these court officials, who are full of poetry and books, really not know these truths?

If, they know. So how did these Turks come about?

Wu Ningyuan's mind was in a mess, and he was muttering these words in a bit of a daze. Leaning weakly against the trunk of the tree, he sat down.

Could it be that the Great Zhou Dynasty is over like this? The heyday of Emperor Wu's reign is about to end in this generation?

Wu Ningyuan's expression was obscure, as if he had seen the tragic scene of the fall of the country and the displacement of all people. Inadvertently, it was already in tears.

At this time, a warm palm pressed on his shoulder. Wu Ningyuan raised his head a little dazedly and glanced at it. I saw that in front of me, the scholar who had always been lazy looked at him, but at this time, his eyes were bright, and he looked at himself with a warm smile on his face that he hadn't seen for a long time.

After Lu Heng heard Wu Ningyuan say that those people were Turkic, he never heard the other party's words. Curious, he turned his head, but saw the Great Zhou God of War, who was extremely tough, but at this time, he seemed to be suddenly more than ten years old, sitting there with a decadent expression, with a blank face, sighing.

Seeing Wu Ningyuan suddenly become like this, Lu Heng was shocked in his heart, and his brows couldn't help frowning.

However, when he saw the opposite side, showing the offensive of the Turkic soldiers who were charging in three directions. I felt like I understood something.

The old man has been for the country and the people all his life, although he finally returned to the field, but in fact, his heart is also for the stability of the society of the Great Zhou Dynasty and the peace of the people of Limin.

At this time, he suddenly saw that the foreign enemy appeared in this safest place in Jiangning, as if descending from the sky, and his heart would definitely be lost, even sad.

He felt that the hard work he had fought for all his life collapsed in an instant.

After thinking of this, Lu Heng shook his head a little helplessly.

Since ancient times, internal and external troubles have often appeared together. The two are like a bunch of intimate twin brothers, inseparable. When a country is ruined, it is often these two brothers who work together.

If it is said, it can absolutely eliminate internal troubles. That's almost impossible. Even in later generations, there is still a great crisis in that seemingly stable country.

This seems to be an inexplicable problem in the entire human society and human political history.

However, as the saying goes, the soldiers will block, and the water will cover the earth. Every mature politician in history, when faced with internal and external troubles, has relied on his huge political skills and iron-blooded attitude, as well as his broad mind, to turn these internal and external troubles into invisibility with great courage and means.

In history, every strong dynasty has had no shortage of courageous talents. The strong man is like this, the Tang Dynasty is like this, and the same is true of the Great Zhou.

Lu Heng looked at the battle situation in front of him, his expression still calm.

He knew that just talking about it would not be able to cheer up Wu Ningyuan, whose faith had collapsed.

Under the current circumstances, it can make this once world-famous God of War of the Great Zhou once again muster up courage and cheer up. It is to achieve this victory, which has been transformed into a foreign war.

And, oh, even more beautiful!

Lu Heng turned his head, bent down, patted Wu Ningyuan's shoulder, and said to him with a smile: "Good show, it's still to come!" ”

He pressed the other party's shoulder hard, and seeing that the other party's eyes had recovered a trace of brilliance, Lu Heng smiled at him. Turning his head, he said to the frightened herald beside him: "Pass my general order: order Zhanxiong's department, immediately move closer to the Chinese army camp, and order the king's five departments to ......."

After a series of orders were issued, Lu Heng fiddled with the crossbow arrows in his hand, as if he was in school, playing with the movements of a pen and turning the crossbow arrows. He looked at the Turks below lightly, and smiled lightly: "Heh, the sound of the east hitting the east? ”

Raising his head and looking at the Turkic warriors who kept rushing towards him, he smashed his mouth and said to himself, "What a stupid idea! ”

The cold wind blows, and the withered grass flies.

Rolling grass branches, among dead leaves. The scholar's robe moved by the wind. His expression was still smiling slightly. In every move, the wind is light and the clouds are light, and the weight is light.

However, in those bright eyes, there was already a heavy killing machine.