"Kill!" Although the soldiers of the Han army and the Murong tribe spoke different languages, they all shouted the same word.

Shouting this was mainly to cheer himself up, and then, the two sides fought each other in a short fight.

A Xianbei man was looking at the Han soldier in front of him, and he was caught off guard by two knives next to him.

It must be said that the soldiers of Youzhou under the three-three system are still quite quick to learn, and now they can apply it very skillfully no matter when and where. Of course, it will be some time for them to take this formation as an instinct.

However, Zhao Meng's eyes wandered around, and he saw that almost everywhere was often in front of a Hu Rentu, and he was divided by three soldiers in an instant, and he wanted to shout out with the joy in his heart.

"Despicable!" This is the last thought of every Xianbei person who dies in the nest, and then he is plunged into eternal darkness in front of his eyes.

"Daddy, the Han people have a formation!" Murong Injury had been watching nervously, and he discovered the trick in an instant.

"Wounded, no matter how powerful the formation is, it needs someone to execute it, how many people are there in the Han army?" Murong Huai sighed.

"Now we simply can't withdraw our troops. If our army retreats, not to mention whether the Han army will chase after us, the morale of our army will drop a lot. ”

Yes, although Murong Shu still doesn't know whether he is the only heir to the Murong Department in his father's heart, he also regards all the subordinates as his own property, and he is very anxious.

"Keep bragging!" Murong Huai didn't care about the twists and turns in his heart, and ordered in a deep voice: "The Han people have reached the end of the mountain, if you work harder, the victory will be ours." ”

"The leader said, kill ten Han people, and go back to be a nobleman. Remember, brothers, count for yourself! ”

"Yes, there aren't many Han Chinese. Let's go up and see how many of them there are! One, ouch! ”

The Xianbei people lost a lot of people in the constant cheering.

Some of the Han soldiers were so tired that they couldn't even lift their swords.

"The front row retreats, and the back row speed is connected!" The army is belonging, and at the moment it has become an agitation team, carrying out orders on its behalf.

Just when the two teams were alternating, the Xianbei people took advantage of the situation to pounce.

"Hmph, Hu Gou, your grandfather is here!" The soldiers selected by the army are not vegetarians, and when they enforce the law, some of the more brave soldiers will resist.

How shameful would it be if the law enforcers couldn't beat the ordinary soldiers? Each of them is one out of ten or even one out of a hundred.

Xianbei people greeted him without showing weakness. "Dang!" When the weapons intersected, he couldn't help but be surprised, when did the strength of the Han soldiers be so great, they didn't fall behind when they fought with themselves, and they were still faintly stronger than themselves.

"Get out of the way!" The non-commissioned officer who changed the shift will not be polite to you at this time: "Don't get in the way!" ”

The soldiers in the middle did not move, and the brothers on both sides took off both of the Hu people's arms at the same time with two knives.

The Hu people who followed behind were complacent, they could pick up the cheap, and when they saw their companions in front of them shouting, they were at a loss.

The man in the army had already flashed to the side, and the steel knife of the soldier in the middle rushed to his face, cutting the head of the stunned Hu man in half.

"Haha, brothers, Hu Ren's head is very comfortable, and it is not as hard as expected." The soldier who had gained the benefits proudly rushed to the army: "Write it down, the three brothers killed one and a half, and the half is yours." ”

The soldiers of Junzheng were angry and funny, and they still took it seriously in the merit book: "Chen San, Zhang Da, and Liu Wu, killed two people, one is the deputy hundred chief, and five people are counted." ”

The Hu people dared to rush to the wall, it was definitely not some crooked melon and cracked dates, those were all people who had the title of warrior in the tribe.

Even if you don't have an official position on your body, as long as this battle is fought, a proper centurion will be in hand.

It is said that in the Hu army, it is generally not as complicated as the Han people, and a regular military position is often equipped with at least two deputy positions, both of whom are a regular official position.

However, there are some people who have reached the level of an official with their bravery, that is, they can almost become a full-time post with a little military exploits.

"Dashuai, Hu Ren is really cowardly!" A soldier has good eyesight, and his blood is boiling when he sees it, and he can't help but show disdain.

"Little one, don't talk nonsense." Zhao Meng smiled bitterly in his heart.

The Han army has now rotated all the soldiers, and those brothers who are now hurrying to rest, will they be as brave as they were at the beginning?

The answer is no, don't look at the short time just now, both sides are using the most fierce moves, the most direct tactics to engage in short-handedness.

After a battle of such intensity, a soldier must rest for at least a moment or two before he can continue fighting, and his combat effectiveness is obviously not as good as before.

is a soldier in the prime of his youth, and it is estimated that he will have to sleep to recover.

Being young means having no experience, and many young soldiers, in the wave of battles with the Hu people, have long been lying there forever.

"Dashuai, someone from the third son's side came to report!" A herald hurried up to the lookout.

"Oh?" Zhao Meng was shocked, could it be that there was something wrong with Zhao Yun?

His eyebrows condensed into Sichuan characters, and he quickly opened the note.

"Let every soldier prepare a strip of cloth, and cover his mouth and nose with urine immediately when he encounters smoke!"

The handwriting is not Zhao Yun's, and the following inscription is Xu Shu.

Zhao Meng took out the handwriting left by Xu Shu and carefully identified it, it was indeed yes.

"The back row stepped forward, and the brothers in the front row slowly retreated!" Many of the soldiers in the front row had already lost their combat effectiveness, and some were killed or wounded by the Xianbei people, and the soldiers in the front of the army finally announced slowly.

It's not that he doesn't know that the soldiers in the front row can't hold on, but the resting soldiers haven't even rested yet.

Everyone believed in the coach, and occasionally turned their heads to look back, and the sturdy figure was still like a fossil, staring at the entire battlefield quietly.

The soldiers in the back row, knowing the pressure in the front row, quickly engaged the enemy.

It's a pity that originally three people could easily solve the battle, but now there are six people in some places, five or even four people in some places, and it is not enough to secure the position of the city wall.

"Strategist, do you give the order?" The Zhao family, who was following Xi Zhicai, trembled with excitement.

"No, wait for the last half of the incense!" Xi Zhicai's heart is like a stone: "Even if the city wall position is lost, it will not hesitate!" ”

He wasn't on the watchtower, and he could see the entire battlefield from this vantage point.

"Daddy, the Han people are finished!" Murong Injury, who had been tense all the time, was elated at the moment, sweeping away the haze.

"Yes!" Murong Huai let out a sigh of relief, he had won the bet, and he announced loudly: "All attack, victory is just around the corner!" ”

The most elite soldiers of the tribe galloped towards the battlefield like arrows from the string in an instant.

"Dashuai, the eastern city wall is in an emergency!" The heralds were crying.

"Great Marshal, the northern wall is too dangerous, and several places have fallen into the hands of the enemy!" The voice of the other herald was also poignant.

"I know, listen to the commander's orders." Zhao Meng said firmly: "By the way, immediately order to go down, let every soldier prepare a strip of cloth, and cover his mouth and nose with urine when he sees smoke." ”

Forehead? Dashuai gave this answer?

The heralds nodded and ran in the direction of the city walls.

"Ready!" Xi Zhicai saw that almost the last Xianbei person was also thrown into the battlefield, his heart trembled more than usual, and he held back his breath for two times before he popped out a word: "Put!" ”

The gong suddenly sounded, and it was particularly prominent in the shouting and killing.

Huang Chengyan's face was full of excitement, and as soon as the flag in his hand was pressed, the stone rain flew over the heads of the North Korean people. (To be continued.) )