Mu Zilan, who was in charge of the army for the first time, felt this great pressure for the first time. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info the lives of the 100,000 soldiers of the whole army are in the hands of one hand, although aerial reconnaissance has been done before the breakthrough, and there is a detailed response plan. But when it was really implemented, his heart was still hanging in the air. Fortunately, the old general beside him supported his confidence like a spiritual pillar.

Wei Wuji has been silent since he left the military tent, silently setting up a spiritual pillar for this remnant army. It's not that he doesn't plan to grasp the military power, but he can't bear it when he's old, if it weren't for the poisonous elixir, maybe he would have come to the end of his life during the day today. Wei Wuji is not afraid of death, and even longs to die on the battlefield, his tiger is famous for the Qin people, the Chu people know, but the Hu people don't know. The enemies he has faced in decades of conquest are all Xia people, although he has made great achievements, but he can't make Wei Wuji write in his heart, and his military exploits are still blank.

After waiting for a lifetime, he finally embarked on the journey of attacking the Hu people in the north, even if he couldn't lead the army, then he could serve as a prison army. It is said that it is a prison army, but in fact it is divided into an overseer army of more than 200 people. With real power on the side, Wei Wuji didn't plan to fight for power, and he didn't even ask about military dynamics, so he was relieved to be a supervisor who only managed military appearance and military discipline.

This was followed by the Wei army, and the army advanced three times a day and ten times in three days. The Hu people had almost no enemies. Wei Wuji didn't have the energy to think about whether it was Hu Ren's strategy to lure the enemy, he was afraid, afraid that he would not be able to keep up with this army that had dedicated his whole life. Forward, forward, and forward, the body can't bear it, and the old horse can no longer gallop thunder and lightning, so he follows silently.

Following this, Wei Wuji saw the defeat, the tiger ben was strung around under the Hu people's butcher's knife, the military flag was turned into a toy in the hands of the Hu people, and the Chinese army's tent was submerged in a sea of blood. He had never seen such a helpless tiger ben, his tiger ben should not be like this, Wei Wuji was furious, and with more than two hundred troops brazenly recaptured the banner and reorganized the military formation. In the end, under the resistance of tens of thousands of tigers, half of the Wei army was withdrawn.

The army entered Buzhou Mountain, Wei Wuji arranged defense, and finally fell ill. The old horse also frothed at the mouth and died after breaking through. For a few days, it was like a dream, Wei Wuji lamented that he was getting old, and lamented that this undefeated iron army was so lonely.

Mu Zilan is a daughter, and she has a deep relationship with herself, not because she is close to her, but because the remaining middle-level officers can no longer find someone who is in charge of the army with a careful heart.

The tiger has reached the point of imminent annihilation, and the army can no longer give a young general time to grow up, and cannot tolerate the slightest mistake in tactical arrangement. Now is not the time to distinguish between men and women, the thoughtful Mu Zilan gave this army a chance at the right time, and also gave herself a chance.

"General, the only big tent left by the Hu people, it seems that Captain Lin has done a good job." The feint of the dead soldier worked surprisingly well, and he came out of the mountain without encountering a single Hu man along the way. At this point, most of Mu Zilan's hanging heart has fallen, and the first and most difficult level has finally passed.

Wei Wuji didn't let people support him, his spirit was surprisingly good, and when he heard what Mu Zilan said, he nodded affirmatively. It's not that he doesn't want to give a word of comfort, it's that he can't say it. When the pill is entered, the effect of the medicine starts, the first injury roars, the second hurts the stomach, and finally destroys the organs. Now his throat is burning like a fire, the flames are gradually falling down his throat, and his time is running out!

The battle of the dead soldiers in the east has come to an end, and the entire camp is full of corpses, and it seems that none of the dead Xia soldiers are intact. While they brought huge casualties to the Hu people, they also ended up with no corpses.

"Report to the general, the casualty count is out! Our army suffered 12,000 wounded and 8,900 killed. The general beside Murong Luo said heavily.

Murong Luo raised his eyebrows and asked, "How many Xia Jun have been eliminated?" ”

The general's voice was a little low, and he didn't even dare to believe the result. "The corpses of Xia people are incomplete, it is not easy to count, it should be, it should be less than 10,000 people."

"How many?" Murong Luo no longer suppressed the anger in his heart and roared.

"Between nine thousand and eight thousand." General Hu Renshen subconsciously trembled and replied honestly.

"Present!" The long knife was unsheathed, and Murong Luo asked again, "Finally, let me ask you, how many people are there." Can 8,000 people inflict such casualties on our army? ”

"Ahh The general had been following Murong Luo for a long time, and his mind was smart enough to understand what Murong Luo meant. He shouted loudly, "Report to the general, tonight the Xia defeated army attacked the camp, our army killed 80,000 enemies, and the rest of the remnants fled to the south." ”

"Well, it's been great! Let's go and receive our allies! Murong Luo was satisfied with the general, and walked towards the direction of the two Hu army with pride.

The Wei army in the north took advantage of the cover of night and marched north at full speed. The route Mu Zilan chose had a very low chance of encountering the Hu people, but the further north she went, the more likely this chance began to increase exponentially. Not to mention the Beiguan, which has always been the commander of the army, there are also many Hu soldiers in the three walled cities in front of the Beiguan. The three cities were both a threat and a hope for this army, and supplies and recuperation had to reach the city, and they were not able to compete with the Hu cavalry on the steppe.

The first city outside Buzhou Mountain should be Zhongshan City, but this city is too close, if it is attacked, the Hu people on the periphery of Buzhou Mountain can eat them all in a short time.

The second city is more than thirty miles away from Wednesday, and there is a fortified city, and the headquarters of the Dibu is here in this Beiguan War.

The third city is still more than fifty miles away from Buzhou Mountain, where it is a grain and grass transit station for the Hu people who besieged Buzhou Mountain. It can be seen from the air that there are not many Hu people here, and to be honest, this city is the most exciting city for Mu Zilan.

It's just that for the current Tiger Army, fifty miles is too far. Now that I have just run more than 20 miles, I have begun to fall behind and faint. Those who have strayed cannot be searched, and those who faint cannot be supported. It's not that Mu Zilan is ruthless, but that the time is too urgent, and as long as the siege is dawn, it will lose its suddenness. Thirty miles away, although there are not many Hu people in this city, they must be organized, relying on the city walls and city defense tools, and if they want to fight down, they must accept greater sacrifices and consume more time.

"Up." The stars had already appeared in the night sky, and there was no time for the tired army to rest even for a moment. Mu Zilan asked Wang Bing to order a group of soldiers and prepare to borrow ropes to climb the city wall.

Wang Bing gasped for breath, gritted his teeth, and without saying a word, he beckoned dozens of soldiers and prepared to touch the city wall. At this moment, Wei Wuji stood in front of the group, holding a rope in his hand.

"General, you!" Mu Zilan was shocked, and now said that she was in charge of the army, but there was no old General Wei there. It is unknown how much he can listen to his military orders, and General Wei must not take risks.

Wei Wuji ignored Mu Zilan, waved his hand, strode towards the city wall, and threw the rope towards the city wall with all his might.

Wei Wuji led the team and activated the blood of this group of tigers, dozens of ropes were thrown onto the city, and one by one the soldiers stepped on the city wall as if they were walking on the ground.

On the city wall, dozens of black shadows disappeared above the city. After a while, a few bloody tiger soldiers opened the city gate.

"Entering the city, quickly occupy the north and south gates, and clear the enemy at the head of the city. Be fast. After speaking, Mu Zilan entered the city with a large group of soldiers.