Jijing, also known as Anpingguo, as the royal capital of the Great Zhou Dynasty for hundreds of years, has repeatedly suffered invasions from the north of the country in the long river of history. However, no army or horse has ever been able to come to the city, even if the grassland tribe gathered 100,000 Beirong wolf cavalry to enter the territory of Kou Dazhou twelve years ago, it has never broken through Boling, the gateway to the north of Jijing.

It is hard to imagine that Jijing, an ancient and historic imperial city, will be attacked one day.

"Kill—"

"Oh-oh-"

30,000 northern Xinjiang infantry has already launched a siege war against Jijing, although the northern infantry is not equipped with giant siege equipment such as wells and chariots, but even if they only rely on cloud ladders to attack the city, it is inevitable that the Zhou soldiers on the head of the city will be like a great enemy. After all, what they are facing at this moment is the only elite of the Great Zhou to fight abroad, and it is an iron-blooded army that has expanded the territory of the Great Zhou for hundreds of miles in the northern grasslands, so that the nomads of the steppe have to raise the tribe to relocate.

The war started at the first touch, because it was the beginning of spring, so the 30,000 northern Xinjiang soldiers didn't need to take into account the moat outside the capital of Hebei, and rushed to the city and erected the ladder.

"The day is really accurate......"

At the head of the city, Xun Zheng, the waiter of the Criminal Department and the guard of the temple, gritted his teeth hatefully, and he really wished that the weather would suddenly warm up more than ten degrees, so that the moat under the city would thaw. Although even if the moat thaws, it can't stop the siege of the northern frontier soldiers, but it is better than letting them step on the solid ice on the moat to attack the city.

"Fire oil ready!" Xun Zheng shouted to the soldiers on the city wall behind him.

Because the Yuyang Iron Cavalry on the northern Xinjiang side had the relationship of the incredible long-distance projectile, the Jijing side did not dare to prepare the oil in advance, and even the mud seal of the oil altar did not dare to open. After all, as long as a fire arrow from the northern frontier hits the oil altar, then these fire oils used to control the enemy will become murderers who take the lives of their own soldiers, turning the entire city wall into a sea of fire.

"Drizzle the oil on fire!"

With an order, many Zhou soldiers on the city side desperately lifted one jar after another of the canisters of fire oil and threw them to the city, and then dropped one torch after another.

To tell the truth, the damage of this kind of fire attack to the soldiers in the northern Xinjiang was almost negligible, after all, those fire oil were not boiled to the point of boiling, at the normal temperature of close to zero at the moment. The oil had long since solidified, and there were few casualties among the Northern Infantry except for a few unlucky ones who had been hit in the head by oil cans.

Of course, Xun Zheng didn't think about how many casualties he wanted to inflict on the Northern Xinjiang infantry, his goal was only the ice on the moat, the ice under the feet of the Northern Xinjiang infantry.

And Yan King Li Mao obviously also noticed the counterattack strategy in Jijing City, but he was not in a hurry, after all, in the current cold weather, if you want the solidified fire oil to reach a combustible temperature. It will take a long time. Just take the city wall first in this time. Then Xun Zheng's tactics will not play the slightest role.

In fact, perhaps even Li Mao himself is very aware of the long-distance throwing of the prancing horse that Yuyang Iron Rider is good at. It can only be used as a deterrent to the enemy and seize the opportunity, if it is really used to attack the city, unless the opponent is not good at dealing with cavalry siege generals and recruits, it is difficult to play a role. Just like Liang Qiugong and Beichi Hou Wenqin in Jijing City at this moment, it is precisely because of these two that the long-distance projectile of the prancing horse that Li Mao's Yuyang Iron Cavalry is proficient in actually did not cause any harm to the Zhou soldiers in Jijing City, at best it is only a psychological deterrent.

Hence the real siege. Li Mao still handed it over to the infantry and handed it over to Zhang Qi, one of the five generals under his account.

The Five Tigers of Northern Xinjiang used to refer to Wu Heng, Zhang Qi, Cao Da, Le Xu, and You Dou, and among them, Wu Heng was a spy who was mixed in. The real identity is the son of Wu Wei, the deputy marshal of the first Taiping Army, the deputy marshal of the third generation of the Taiping Army, and later replaced Liang Qiuhao as the fourth generation of commander-in-chief. At that time, Wu Heng lurked beside Li Mao, the king of Yan, and his idea was nothing more than to get Northern Xinjiang out of Jijing's rule, and even to ask Northern Xinjiang and Jijing to fight each other, but unfortunately Xie An inadvertently ruined the good thing.

In this way, it is no wonder that Wu Heng hates Xie An in his heart.

And after Wu Heng fled, Li Mao promoted a young man named Xiao Huo to take Wu Heng's place, after all, it was the Five Tigers, and it was really unreasonable to have one less place.

I have to say that Wu Heng's rebellion also had a great impact on Li Mao, after all, Wu Heng is indeed a man with both civil and military skills, and the role he once played in Northern Xinjiang was by no means just a killing general who charged into battle, if it is not an exaggeration to say that Wu Heng was the most important general under Li Mao.

Fortunately, the reckless and arrogant young general Youdou grew up, and after being taught a hard lesson by Liangqiu Wu, Youdou, who once thought highly of himself, realized that Yanhu Ji was powerful, and thus began to face up to his deceased brother, who had once looked down on him, the commander of the grassland coalition army who had entered the Great Zhou Dynasty, and the "wolf of the plain" Hutu Hachi.

Although Youdou is still inferior to Wu Heng in terms of command, and he is far inferior in terms of strategy and wisdom, but in terms of bravery, Youdou is not comparable to Wu Heng. But even so, when Li Mao thought of Wu Heng, he secretly felt regretful in his heart, but also full of resentment towards him, because if it weren't for the interference of Li Xian and Xie An, he would be ten years old in the future, and even be killed by Wu Heng.

"Woo-woo! Woo-woo! Woo-woo! ”

The horn of war of the Northern Xinjiang Army has been sounded, and under the leadership of General Zhang Qi, 30,000 Northern Xinjiang infantry quickly attacked the defense line on the wall of the capital city of Hebei.

Just a face-to-face confrontation can be seen that the defenders on the capital of Hebei are too much worse than the northern infantry, so that in just a stick of incense, there are already northern Xinjiang soldiers attacking the city wall, which is simply an extremely incredible thing in the traditional siege warfare.

Of course, in the final analysis, the most critical reason is still the guards guarding the wall of the capital of Ji, just the relationship between the soldiers of the Nine Gates of the City Defense Division under the Weiwei Temple, in other words, the guards, or the city guards, although they have also experienced systematic training, but they have never participated in the battle on the battlefield, and even some soldiers have not seen red, not as good as the Jizhou soldiers under Xie An, after all, no matter how the Jizhou soldiers were before, but in the past year and a half, the Jizhou soldiers have experienced several major battles, especially the Battle of Jiangling and the Battle of Xiangyang, Its tragedy is so tragic that the soldiers of the Jizhou soldiers are still difficult to let go.

To put it bluntly. Or at this moment, the soldiers and horses guarding the wall of the capital city of Hebei are the Jizhou soldiers under the command of Xie An, then the infantry of the northern Xinjiang will never climb the city wall so easily, but unfortunately, at this moment, the guards of the city are only the guards of the Jiumen City Defense Division under the jurisdiction of the Weiwei Temple, and the strength is too far behind the strong soldiers of the northern Xinjiang soldiers who dominate the grassland, so that the war starts in a blink of an eye, and the situation on the Jijing side becomes precarious.

From this, it can be understood that Li Mao, the king of Yan, obviously wanted to attack Jijing, but did not prepare large-scale engineering equipment such as wells and cars in advance, firstly, the terrain and environment of Jijing did not allow it, and secondly, the northern Xinjiang soldiers did not need that kind of thing at all. They have strong physiques and strong arms and wrists. Enough for him to climb the tower.

Don't forget. That was the elite soldiers of the surrounding areas that forced the northern steppe nomads to move hundreds of miles north!

"Hey! Gyeonggi soldiers are just like that! ”

Jumping from the cloud ladder to the city wall, Zhang Qi, the general of Northern Xinjiang, held a sword in his hand and repelled a wave of besieging city defense troops, and the tiger's eyes could not help but glow with a little light on the enemy.

Perhaps in his opinion, only Yanhu Ji Liangqiu Dance in the Jijing Imperial Court can be called a strong enemy that cannot be matched.

Suddenly. Zhang Qi's eyes showed a little puzzlement, and then those few puzzled colors were immediately replaced by abruptness and relief.

"Pioneer General, is that really you...... Hum! With a sneer, Beichi Hou Wenqin walked out of the group of soldiers with his sword, raised the sword in his hand and pointed at Zhang Qi, and said coldly, "Zhang Qi, Wen has been waiting for you here for a long time!" ”

With a single sword, he slashed a Gyeonggi soldier who intended to sneak attack him, and Zhang Qi looked Wen Qin up and down a few times. whistled and jokingly said, "I haven't seen you for three years, and Lord Beichi Hou is still the same!" After speaking, he moved his lips a few times and made a lip gesture at Wen Qin.

[Defeated!] ]

Wen Qin obviously understood the mouth shape. Immediately, his face turned red with anger, and without saying a word, he raised his sword and slashed towards Zhang Qi.

Speaking of which, Wen Qin and Zhang Qi are also old acquaintances, after all, on the Golden Palace of the Imperial Palace three years ago, the two started a vicious battle in the name of martial arts in the palace, but as a result, Wen Qin couldn't hurt Zhang Qi in the slightest with all his strength, but asked Zhang Qi to draw a line on his shoulder, and the blood flowed like an infusion. At that time, if it wasn't for Li Xian's skillful saving some face for Wen Qin, Wen Qin would probably be too ashamed to see people, after all, at that time, he kept calling Zhang Qi a barbarian in the north, but in the end, he couldn't even beat the northern barbarian in his mouth, which can be imagined the resentment in Wen Qin's heart.

"Bell, bell, bell—"

The blades in the hands of the two fought for several rounds in a row, and a little surprise vaguely appeared in Zhang Qi's eyes, because he felt that Wen Qin's sword swing power and sword move were not the same as back then.

"Hey! It seems that there is no less secret sword practice on weekdays, Lord Beichi Hou ......" Taking advantage of the gap in his moves, Zhang Qi teased Wen Qin with a playful face.

"Humph!" Seeing that Zhang Qi had time to talk and ridicule while dealing with his sword moves, Wen Qin's face sank, and he snorted coldly, and the sword moves in his hand suddenly became more powerful.

You must know that after that defeat, Wen Qin practiced his sword moves in his own mansion, after all, this Beichi Marquis is also a person with strong self-esteem. Moreover, since the death of the crown prince Li Wei, whom he was loyal to, Wen Qin has lost interest in fighting for power and profit in the court, and in addition to teaching the righteous son who passed from his deceased brother, he can only study martial arts, which makes Wen Qin have plenty of time to practice martial arts every day.

And today, it is the day when he defeated Zhang Qi and was ashamed!

"Boom-"

The memories of Zhang Qi's defeat that day came to mind, and the sword in Wen Qin's hand waved like a silver snake, enveloping Zhang Qi's whole person in it.

Suddenly, the sword light flashed in front of Zhang Qi's eyes, his eyes widened suddenly, and the whole person jumped backwards, and then touched his cheek with his right hand, only to see that a wisp of blood appeared in the palm of his right hand.

It turned out that in that confrontation, he was accidentally scratched on the face by Wen Qin, although the scar was not deep, but for Zhang Qi, it was undoubtedly a shame to be scratched on the face by the defeated general of his former subordinates.

"Humph!" Shaking off the trace of blood on the tip of the sword, Wen Qin's face showed a bit of mockery, and he said coldly, "It seems that General Zhang has indeed been reused by King Yan in the past three years, and it is no wonder that the kung fu in his hands is much inferior to that year......

"......" Hearing Wen Qin's mocking words, Zhang Qi's face suddenly sank, if he still had a little contempt for Wen Qin before, then now, he didn't dare. Because he has realized. Wen Qin in front of him is no longer the opponent he was able to handle three years ago.

"Death!" Zhang Qi, whose face had become extremely solemn, let out a deep sigh, the sword in his hand was a little faster than Fang Cai, Rao is Wen Qin had already prepared in his heart, but he was also a little caught off guard.

"Bell, bell, bell—"

"Boom!"

The two of them fought in the city, and although the nearby Northern Xinjiang soldiers and Gyeonggi guards wanted to help their generals, it was difficult for them to intervene in the battle.

After fighting for more than 20 rounds in a row, Zhang Qi and Wen Qin invariably jumped back a step back, seizing the opportunity to catch their breath, after all, the two of them were fighting too fiercely. So much so that there was no chance to recuperate.

[Damn.] This Wen Qin is indeed a lot stronger than he was three years ago...... Now it's in trouble. Originally, I planned to behead a general to boost the morale of the army......]

While panting, Zhang Qi thought secretly in his heart.

Of course, he knew what it meant if he was frustrated as a vanguard general, it meant that the morale of the northern Xinjiang soldiers under his command who were besieging the city would be affected, after all, the general was the soul of the army. If the general is frustrated, the morale of the soldiers under his command will inevitably be affected.

It's not that he doesn't want to get rid of Wen Qin as soon as possible, but unfortunately, Wen Qin, who was angry and tried to be stronger after the defeat, is no longer an opponent that he can easily solve.

It stands to reason that since he can't defeat Wen Qin in a short time, the best thing for Zhang Qi to do is to ignore Wen Qin for the time being, and instead find some generals who can affect the morale of both sides to snipe, but look at Wen Qin's eyes breathing fire. He could obviously guess that Wen Qin would not easily let him go and let him kill wantonly in the city.

And just as Zhang Qi was thinking, he suddenly heard a shout.

"Zhang Qi, what are you doing! - We don't have the time to play here! ”

Zhang Qi turned his head to take a look, only to realize that it was his colleague. The fierce general Le Xu, who is also the Five Tigers of Northern Xinjiang.

"Le Xu, why are you here?" While holding the sword and pointing at Wen Qin from afar, always on guard against Wen Qin's every move, Zhang Qi asked Le Xudao.

Glancing at Wen Qin opposite Zhang Qi in some surprise, Le Xu frowned and said, "His Highness ordered me to come...... Your Highness is waiting impatiently under the city, and tells you to take the city quickly! ”

It turned out that Li Mao's patience was not very good, and seeing that his invincible Northern Xinjiang soldiers could not capture the city wall in half an hour, so he called Le Xu to come to help and help Zhang Qi.

"Your Highness?" Zhang Qi subconsciously glanced in the direction of Li Mao under the city, and then said with a chuckle, "I want to too, but it's just ......" As he spoke, his gaze fell on Wen Qin opposite.

At this time, Wen Qin was looking at the newly arrived Le Xu with a solemn look, you must know that he had also seen Le Xu three years ago, and naturally knew that Le Xu was also one of the five generals under Li Mao's account, so even when Zhang Qi was talking to Le Xu, he was not in a hurry to attack.

After all, in the face of generals like Zhang Qi and Le Xu, it is extremely unwise to rashly fight one against two. He could only secretly pray in his heart that Le Xu would quickly tell Zhang Qi what Li Mao had explained, and then leave immediately, after all, he Wen Qin did not have the courage and martial arts to deal with two Northern Xinjiang generals at the same time.

However, it is a pity that Le Xu did not leave after explaining Li Mao's order to Zhang Qi, in fact, how could he leave, after all, fighting on the battlefield is different from learning martial arts, everything is aimed at cutting off the enemy's winning power, how can there be any reason not to do his best?

Sure enough, after looking at Wen Qin a few times, Le Xu approached Wen Qin with a knife, and said in a deep voice, "Zhang Qi, Your Highness doesn't have the patience to wait for you to compete with the defeated generals of your former subordinates here, you and I quickly solve this person, don't tell Your Highness to wait for a long time!" ”

And Zhang Qi is obviously not a general who is entangled in the martial arts of military generals, and when he heard this, he said with a smile, "That feeling is good!" To tell the truth, this Beichi Marquis's martial arts have improved rapidly in the past three years, and for a while, I'm afraid I won't be able to help him. ”

"Then you and I will join forces to kill!" Tightening the knife in his hand, Le Xu looked at Wen Qin's eyes with a bit of murderous intent.

Facing Zhang Qi and Le Xu, the two generals of Northern Xinjiang, Rao is Wenqin couldn't help sweating on his forehead, after all, although he was confident that he could defeat Zhang Qi and Yixue was humiliated back then, but if he added another general of the Five Tigers of Northern Xinjiang, Le Xu, then he definitely had no chance of winning.

But if he wanted to retreat, Wen Qin didn't dare to retreat, after all, Jijing's side was already in a weak position, and if he avoided the battle, he couldn't come out. Obviously, the Gyeonggi garrison in the city will suffer a blow to morale, and as a result, the already unoptimistic situation may become even more erosive.

Thinking of this, Wen Qin took a deep breath, ready to try whether he could defeat Zhang Qi and Le Xu at the same time, not to defeat Zhang Qi and Le Xu at the same time, but to use all his strength to drag this person here, lest they destroy the situation.

But in his heart, he was still a little frightened.

And at this very moment. Wen Qin suddenly heard a loud laugh from behind him. The voice was a little old.

"The three of them had such a good time. You don't mind if the old man kicks him across, right? ”

Looking up at the people, Zhang Qi and Le Xu's faces suddenly changed suddenly, but looking at Wen Qin, there was a relaxed smile on his face as if he was facing a great enemy.

"Liang Qiu's words are serious!"

Yes. It turned out that the person who came was actually the grandfather of "Yan Hu Ji" Liang Qiu Wu, the teacher of "Yan Wang" Li Mao, the first fierce general of the Great Zhou Dynasty thirty years ago, the tiger of Hanoi Liang Qiu Qian, Liang Qiu Boxuan.

"I haven't wielded this big knife for more than 20 years, and I'm really a little unused to it......"

Happily speaking, Liang Qiugong waved the long-handled broadsword that was said to have accompanied the old man in the battle for decades with one hand, and immediately slammed on the blue bricks and stones under his feet.

I only heard a loud bang on the ground, and the stone chips of the blue masonry flew everywhere. When the dust settled, Wen Qin noticed that the solid blue bricks and stones under their feet had been damaged by Liang Qiu Gong in a casual manner, and the rest of the blue bricks and stones were on them. There were also dense cracks like spider webs.

"Hiss......" Wen Qin gasped in shock, and secretly sighed in his heart that Liang Qiugong was worthy of being the first fierce general of the Great Zhou Dynasty thirty years ago, and now the treasure knife is not yet rusty, and he did it casually, and he shocked a large number of northern Xinjiang soldiers around.

"Come and play with the old man, junior!" Looking at Le Xu, Liang Qiugong said with a smile.

Liang Qiugong naturally smiled heartily, but Ke Le continued to laugh at all, in his opinion, just the hand of the old man in front of him, looking at his more than 100,000 soldiers in the northern Xinjiang, it may not be possible for a few people to do it. You must know that Liang Qiugong easily broke a piece of blue brick and stone weighing more than 200 catties.

"It turned out to be Lord Liangqiu......"

After all, Liang Qiu Gong has been famous for a long time, Le Xu respectfully hugged his fist towards the old man, and then asked tentatively, "Le took the liberty to ask, dare to ask how heavy the big knife in the old man's hand is?" ”

It's no wonder that Le Xu is curious, after all, the muffled sound he heard just now is more than a thousand pounds!

"Huh!" Liang Qiu Gong smiled when he heard this, and said indifferently, "It's just sixty catties, it's not worth mentioning!" ”

The sixty-pound broadsword is indeed not worth mentioning in the eyes of Liang Qiuhao, Liangqiu Wu, Array Thunder and other heroes, after all, Liang Qiuhao once waved a giant horse chopping knife weighing hundreds of pounds like a dagger, even Fei Guo, Liao Li, Zhang Qi and Le Xu and others in front of them can easily dance the sixty-pound broadsword.

But the problem is that the muffled sound that Fang heard in Le Xu just now was at least more than 100 catties. Perhaps, it was Le Xu who subconsciously guessed that the big knife was at least 100 catties in weight.

[It can make a sixty-pound broadsword as if it were a hundred pounds...... This half-cut old monster is so strong! ]

Secretly scolding in his heart, Zhang Qi and Le Xu glanced at each other, and they invariably looked at the solemnity in each other's eyes.

Liang Qiugong's appearance made them realize that the Jijing Imperial Court was not only Liangqiu Dance, even if Liangqiu Dance was trapped in Boling by them and could not come to support Jijing, this Jijing still had a peerless fierce general to guard.

"Now...... It's not easy to do! Seeing Liang Qiugong's smiling expression, Zhang Qi let out a long breath.

At the same time, Li Mao, the king of Yan, was still watching the battle of his soldiers and horses in the north to attack Jijing in Tupo Lerma outside the city.

"The Jizhou army is far away in the south of the Yangtze River, and Xiao Wu is trapped and killed in Boling, Zhang Qi and Le Xu alone are enough to capture the city, right?" Looking at the capital of Jijing from afar, Li Mao muttered to himself.

Suddenly, his complexion changed slightly, because he noticed that many people flew upside down on a certain section of the city wall, roughly estimated to be about a dozen, and looking at the costumes, they were all soldiers from his northern frontier.

I saw that after the more than ten soldiers of Northern Xinjiang were swept out of the edge of the city wall without knowing something, they fell down with a scream, and fell to the ground on the ice that was still hard under the city, and the flesh and blood were blurred.

[Good arm strength!] ]

Li Mao's expression suddenly became solemn, and he stared intently at that section of the city wall, and vaguely, he saw a white-bearded veteran wielding a long-handled broadsword that was more than a foot long, and every time he swung it, more than ten soldiers from the northern frontier were swept off the city wall and fell to death.

Li Mao chuckled in his heart, of course he recognized the familiar face of the veteran, it was the teacher who taught him martial arts and the art of war, Dongguo Gong, one of the pillars of the Four Kingdoms, Liangqiu Gong.

"After all, I fought for the imperial court...... Can't you retire at home with peace of mind, master......"

Yan King Li Mao muttered, on his domineering face, the pair of tiger eyes vaguely revealed a bit of remembrance and bitterness.

At this time, the herald in front came the latest battle situation in the front city.

"Report! The vanguard led by General Zhang Qi was frustrated, General Le Xu was wounded in the wrist, and now, the two generals have retreated from the front line......"

"Hmm!" Yan King Li Mao nodded slowly, if it were normal times, Zhang Qi and Le Xuer would be defeated so easily, I think Li Mao would not give them a good look. But this time, Li Mao was not angry, after all, he knew that although Zhang Qi and Le Xu were his right-hand men, they were obviously more than a step behind Liang Qiugong, who taught him martial arts and the art of war.

"I didn't expect the Liangqiu Guild to help the imperial court......"

Beside Li Mao, Cao Da, one of the five tigers in Northern Xinjiang, obviously heard the news of the battle situation from the front, and tentatively persuaded, "Your Highness, it's not early, why don't you stop here today......

"......" Li Mao squinted at Cao Da for a while when he heard this, but he didn't speak.

Seeing this, Cao Da clenched his fists and persuaded in a low voice, "Seeing that Liang Qiugong took the initiative to show up, I think His Highness knows in his heart that it will be difficult to take Jijing in one go today...... Originally, today's our army was just a deterrent to Jijing...... It's good to be able to take it, but if you can't attack it for a while, you don't need to force it. Anyway, Jijing is already a lonely city, and it is completely within the scope of my Yuyang Iron Cavalry's pursuit, and it is just a matter of time before I break through the city and take Li Shou......"

"Hmm!" Looking at Liang Qiugong, who was leading his soldiers to fight at the head of the city in the distance, Li Mao took a deep breath, nodded and said, "Let's ask Li Shou to be the emperor for one more day, and withdraw!" ”

"Order!" Cao Da clenched his fists and took his life.

After hearing this roaring gold, the Northern Xinjiang infantry who ordered the ban to retreat like a tide, which greatly boosted the morale of the Gyeonggi soldiers who gritted their teeth and persisted.

"Defeated the Northern Xinjiang soldiers, repelled the Northern Xinjiang soldiers!" Ignoring the wounds on his body, countless Gyeonggi guards on the city shouted happily.

Seeing this, Li Mao, the king of Yan, sneered, and immediately ordered the 40,000 Yuyang iron cavalry to shoot three more rounds of arrows in the direction of the Jijing city wall before the army retreated.

The whole three circles of arrows, roughly estimated to be 120,000 arrows, these 120,000 arrows poured like a waterfall on the heads of the Gyeonggi soldiers in the capital of Hebei, completely extinguishing the joy in their hearts.

And then, Li Mao, the king of Yan, led tens of thousands of northern Xinjiang soldiers to slowly retreat, preparing to choose a place to set up camp.

Thanks to the 40,000 Yuyang Iron Cavalry in the last three circles of the projectile, the head of the capital city was silent, and almost all the soldiers watched the Northern Xinjiang soldiers retreat calmly, and none of them showed the joyful smile they deserved after repelling the strong enemy.

Maybe in their hearts, today's luck in repelling the Northern Xinjiang soldiers will only make them survive for a long time.