More than 3,000 people, abandoning their horses, quietly and suddenly descended to the foot of the Evil Sun Ridge. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Chief, the scouts in the vicinity have all been cleared, and General Wei Chi has arrived at the foot of the Evil Sun Ridge." A scout of the Tang Army sneaked in from a distance, carrying the smell of blood.

"Pass the order, wait for the order, and prepare to reach the top!"

In the sky, I don't know when a black cloud floated in, and the Evil Sun Ridge under the night was shrouded in pitch black, like a dark beast crawling on the earth, and a few sparks on the mountain were like the eyes of a giant beast, patrolling all living beings in the dark.

Bai Qi looked at the 3,000 Flying Tiger Army brought by Li Jing, this mysterious army of Li Shimin in history, which had been secretly cultivated for three years and was specially used to deal with ******, will appear in history in advance tonight. The pitch-black armor, the resolute face, the fierce momentum like a tiger and lion, and the eyes that are not afraid of life and death make Baiqi's heartbeat begin to accelerate.

In the dark night, the Evil Sun Ridge was silent, and in the camp tent of the Turks on the mountain, there were figures flickering.

Suddenly, on the other side of the mountain, a fire rose through the sky, and the deafening sound of attack came and went, and Wei Chi Jingde's army began to attack!

The adrenaline was suddenly surging, and Bai felt that his throat was as dry as if it had been burned, his heart was beating rapidly, his eyes were bloodshot, and his whole body began to tremble.

"What, scared?" Li Jing looked back at the white chess.

"Report to the general, it's excitement, not fear!" Bai Qi roared and said that only in this way could he vent the surging emotions in his body.

"Okay, this is my good son of the Tang Dynasty!" Li Jing praised it, and then waved his hand: "Mountaineering!" ”

Looking up from the foot of the mountain, the Evil Yang Ridge looks very tall, and in the dark night, it is difficult to see where there is a place to settle down for people to climb up.

In the boundless darkness, hundreds of figures clinged to the steep hanging wall, slowly moving upward.

"General, there is only one rattan on it, is it safe for so many people to go up?" Bai Qi looked up at the Tang Army soldiers who were hanging in mid-air, hanging their lives on the line, and he was a little panicked in his heart, and couldn't help but ask Li Jing.

"The general died in a hundred battles, and the corpse on the battlefield was returned! Even if there is no rattan, as long as there is a hanging wall that we can climb up, we will go up. This is the best destination for every soldier who fights on the battlefield. Sacrifice for the thousands of years of my Datang achievements, this is the highest honor of every Datang people! Li Jing's voice was a little calm and a little ethereal: "The shame of Weishui is ahead, and it must be repaid with the blood of the Turks!" Boy, just keep your eyes open and watch this battle of revenge well! ”

How can war not kill people? Bai Qi also knew that he had just asked a very stupid question, these ancients regarded the country and honor above all else, made meritorious contributions, and worshiped the prime minister, which was their highest pursuit as a man in the Tang Dynasty, before that, life was just a bargaining chip that could be used to gamble on the future.

Everyone here, except for themselves, is crazy! White thought to himself, but there was an urge in his body to keep up, to see all this with his eyes, to experience all this with this body.

"Do you dare to go up to the Evil Yang Ridge with General Ben and kill the Turkic dogs?" Li Jing turned his head to look at the white chess.

Bai Qi's face was red, his eyes were bloodshot, and the whole person was swinging, and his hands were clenched into fists: "The general has an order, and he will do what he wants!" ”

Looking at the Flying Tiger soldiers who climbed on the hanging wall with their bare hands, White felt a fire burning in his body.

He removed the strip of cloth that bound his hands, and heavily bound his palms, revealing ten fingers that were still stained with blood, and holding the dagger in his right hand, plunged into the gap between the cliffs, and began to climb the mountain along the path he had descended before.

On the Evil Yang Ridge, Wei Chi Jingde led the Tang army to touch it in the dark, and was discovered by the guarding soldiers before reaching the mountainside.

"General, there is a Tang army attacking the camp!" In front of the tent of the Turkic commander, a Turkic soldier knelt on the ground to report.

"Bastard, what are the scouts for? The Tang army has arrived at the camp, and they don't know it yet! The Turkic lord was furious, kicked away the Turkic soldiers in front of him, took the big knife from the guard, and in the firelight, the horizontal flesh on his face was hideous: "Hold the camp and kill all the Tang people to Lao Tzu!" ”

"Rush!" The Turkic soldiers, who had been rushed into some confusion before, saw the main general attacking, and the chaotic position quickly stabilized, and condescendingly met the oncoming Tang army.

Wei Chi Jingde took the lead, and the long lance in his hand swept away, and the first four or five Turkic soldiers were suddenly pulled backwards, and a vacuum immediately appeared in front of him.

"Hahaha, Turkic dog, your Uncle Wei Chi is here, come and give death!" Wei Chi Jingde rode his horse and galloped, and wherever he passed, the long lance or stabbed or swept, and the Turkic soldiers were either killed or wounded.

"General Wuwei!" The Tang soldiers in the rear shouted in unison, their morale was high, and the Turkic soldiers were defeated and retreated.

"Hmph, release the arrow!" In the rear of the Turkic army, a rain of arrows suddenly fell from the sky and fell straight towards the Tang army.

The rain of arrows fell, and many Tang soldiers could not dodge, and they were hit by arrows and landed. Wei Chi Jingde was furious, but he also had to retreat and hold his position.

For a time, the two sides launched a hand-to-hand contact in the small area in the middle, and the stalemate was stalemate.

"Pharmacist, I've dragged the Turks for you, and it's up to you next!" In the short battle just now, the soldiers under Wei Chi Jingde suffered dozens of casualties, and their strength was almost the same as that of the enemy, and the other party was condescending, and the battle situation suddenly fell into a stalemate.

Wei Chi Jingde looked in the direction of Dingxiang, where the lights were bright, Jieli Lao'er probably already knew the situation on this side of the Evil Yang Ridge, and the Turkic reinforcements were estimated to arrive soon. If Li Jing's surprise soldiers can't appear in time, then his lieutenant Chi Jingde will be attacked on both sides, and at that time, the situation will be even more dangerous!

With a long lance in hand, Wei Chi Jingde once again drove back the enemy who was trying to break through his own defense.

The clouds in the sky slowly dissipated, and the starlight that emerged from the clouds sprinkled on the veteran, as if he was dressed in a dream robe like stars. He picked up a Turkic soldier with a long lance, like a god of war, and for a time no Turk dared to step forward.

At this time, Lu Fengxian, who had been unconscious, opened his eyes, he moved, and there was a piercing pain in his chest. When I looked down, I saw that the wound on my chest was surrounded by a white cloth scarf.

Taking a sword, Lu Feng first tried to stand up, but he felt dizzy for a while due to blood loss, and it took a long time before he slowly got used to it. He exhaled deeply, each breath a heart-rending pain.

Shaking his head and holding his sword, Lu Fengxian listened to the sound of fighting outside, and a smile appeared on his face.

He walked out of the camp with difficulty, only to see the fire outside, and on the mountainside, the Tang army and the Turks were in contact with each other, and there was a stalemate.

"Cunning Tang man, go back to your tent!" A Turkic soldier suddenly stepped forward and pointed the knife in his hand at Lu Fengxian's chest and said.

"I am the guest of honor of your Jieli King, and you dare to point a knife at me!" Lu Fengxian stared at the soldier, raised his head, and said in a non-formal.

"The general said, if you are not from my clan, you are not allowed to walk around the camp, otherwise, you will be killed!" The Turkic soldier took a small step forward, and the tip of his knife stopped less than an inch from Lu Fengxian's chest.

Lu Feng coughed a few times, glanced at the young Turkic soldier fiercely, snorted coldly, held his sword, and walked back to the camp step by step, and the Turkic soldiers behind him also walked in.

Suddenly, a cold sword light appeared in front of the Turkic soldier's eyes, and behind the sword light, the Tang man was coughing with his mouth covered, and blood was oozing from his fingers.

The Turkic soldier raised his right hand to land on Fengxian, trying to say something, but in the end he couldn't say anything, he covered his hand around his neck, blood gushed out like a spring, and finally fell to the ground in the tent.

"Ahem......" Lu Feng gasped first, coughed a few times, and slowly walked out of the tent, taking advantage of the fact that the attention of others was on the battlefield below, and slowly blended his figure into the darkness.

On the other side of the mountain, a small group of Turks was stationed here, and next to them was an extremely steep overhang.

The mountain wind was cold, and it hit their clothes, and there was a hunting sound, and a strange fragrance drifted from the darkness with the mountain wind.

A Turkic sniffed hard, and suddenly his face changed greatly: "Don't breathe, this wind is poisonous!" ”

Before he finished speaking, the man felt that he was weak, and the whole person fell to the ground with a thud.

In the darkness, Lu Fengxian's figure walked out slowly, he used the sword in his hand as a crutch, and walked from the darkness to the light step by step, occasionally covering his mouth and coughing once or twice.

"It's you, the Tang man!" The leader of the team gritted his teeth and said, "For the sake of you being the king's guest, we rescued you from another Tang man, and you are actually coming to attack us!" ”

Lu Fengxian calmly looked at the dozen or so Turkic soldiers who fell to the ground, and shook his head: "No, I stabbed this sword myself, and I put that person myself!" ”

"Ahh A dozen Turkic soldiers roared, their bodies slowly weakening, and the people in front of them began to blur.

The wind on the mountain became stronger, and Lu Fengxian's thin body stood on the mountain, as if it could be blown away by the wind at any time. His eyes were fixed on the position where white had gone before, expecting white to appear.

Suddenly, on the edge of the steep hanging wall, a dark shadow appeared, tightening, a third, a fourth, a fifth...... Hundreds of black shadows climbed the overhanging wall and then hid in the deep darkness in a very orderly manner.

"You are Lu Fengxian?" One of them came to Lu Fengxian and asked.

"General Hui, it's right below." Lu Fengxian replied with a smile.

"The Turks lying over there?"

"It's just an inconsequential person here."

"Kill!" There was no expression on the man's cold face, and with a wave of his hand back, a soldier of the Flying Tiger Army immediately killed the Turkic soldier on the ground.

The Evil Yang Ridge is divided into two sides, and the fire is soaring to the sky here, and Wei Chi Jingde confronts the Turkic defenders, and the sound of killing is shocking. On the other side, the night was shrouded, and one after another soldiers of the Flying Tiger Army climbed up from the edge of the hanging wall like geckos, coldly hiding in the darkness.

Bai Qi accompanied Li Jing up, he glanced at the soldiers of the Flying Tiger Army, and then casually glanced at the bottom of the mountain, before he began to fight the enemy, he had already lost the lives of dozens of soldiers.

"Ahem, cough, cough ......" A series of coughing sounds attracted Baiqi's attention, and under the starlight, Lu Fengxian stood pale in the wind, his body was supported by a sword, and the white cloth that bound the wound on his chest oozed a large amount of blood, and he looked at it from a distance, a smile hung on his well-defined face.

Not far away, the flames soared into the sky, and Wei Chi Jingde and the Turkic defenders once again began large-scale short-handed contact, and for a while, blood splattered, and lives withered in the cold night wind.

Not far away, the gate of Dingxiang City opened, and an army of Turks rushed out of the city and rushed towards the Evil Sun Ridge.

"All the soldiers obey the order!" Li Jing's majestic voice sounded, full of the aura of war.

"Yes!"

"Follow me and take the Evil Sun Ridge!"

The Flying Tiger Army descended the mountain like a fierce tiger, and the black torrent rolled towards the Turkic defenders with an unstoppable momentum.

The leader of the Turkic defenders looked back at the black torrent that melted into the night, and his face suddenly turned pale.