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Zhang He looked at Wei Ge Ning, who was beginning to sort out his weapons, and said, "Do you have the will to die? ”

Wei Ge Ning Ling, who was tying fur on his legs, just smiled at Zhang He and pointed to Ningbian City in the distance and said, "After we open the city gate, all you have to do is to follow closely." ”

The long knife was on his back, and his whole body was tied with white broken sheepskin, Wei Ge Ning Ling crawled on the ground and crawled towards Ning Yuan City little by little, the silver moonlight shone on the ground, the color of the wool and the remnant snow on the ground almost melted into one, and the people who climbed to the city wall were not only Wei Ge Ning Ling, but also five hundred of the strongest Western Xia warriors.

The cold moon hung on the corner of Ningyuan City, and there were only piles of flames burning like ghost fires at the head of the city, and groups of Liao people stomped their feet and put their hands around the fire to keep warm, in such a cold night, even if there was a bonfire, people could not feel much warmth.

There was a wolf howling in the distance, and the Liao people on the edge of the fire didn't care, and in such a night, those hungry wolves could only vent their dissatisfaction by howling.

Every year in winter, wild wolves will consciously approach the places where humans live, and only here can they find food for their stomachs.

In the cold weather, the sweat on Zhang He's forehead was dripping, he knew how terrible the number of wolves was, the body of the Liao messenger like frozen meat; The body can't satisfy the appetite of the huge wolf pack at all, even if it adds twenty or thirty corpses of Liao people.

Wei Ge Ningling's short spear pierced into the gap in the city wall, he grabbed the short spear and flipped it upward, and lay on the short spear, and when his body was stable, he drew a short spear from his back, and stabbed it into a hole that looked relatively deep.

Yongbyon City is the same as the rest of the cities on the grasslands. All have weathered pasts, and the mottled walls are as old as an old man's face.

Wei Ge Ning Ling gritted his teeth and climbed up, two short spears tied to ropes were his tools for climbing the city, at this time, if any Liao people looked down from the city wall, they would be shocked to find that the city wall was crawling full of enemies.

A bird was frightened. Spreading its wings, it was about to fly away from the birdhole in the wall, but a large, bloodstained hand held the bird.

Wei Ge Ning ordered to bite off the bird's head, greedily sucked the little blood on the bird's body, and squatted on a place less than four feet away from the head of the city to watch his companion ascend the city.

There are many people who have managed to reach this position, but there are also many people who have fallen, and the dull sound of the human body hitting the ground is not clear in the wolf howl one after another.

Seeing that everyone's steps to the city had reached the last step, Wei Ge Ning Ling put his hand on the city, and his body crossed the battlement of the city lightly, and he did not make a sound. Carrying a knife, he rushed towards the Liao people who were roasting the fire at the head of the city. When a human head fell into the fire, those half-asleep and half-awake Liao people stood up in panic, and before they could scream, the wolf-like fierce Tangut people broke their necks.

Wei Ge Ningling's judgment was right, although the battle of Song Liao had been fought to the death, but for Ningbian City, the war was still very far away from them, even if the Song people wanted to go to war. The target will only be an important place like Xijing, a small city on the grassland. It really can't attract the idea of the Song people, even Xiao Dahu thinks so, and deliberately chooses to put his baggage here, unless the Song people break through Xijing, they will not be able to come to Ningbian City.

The person stationed in Yongbian City is Xiao Dahu's youngest son Xiao Tong, and Xiao Dahu loves his youngest son very much. The reason why he was transferred from Zhongjing Province to guard Yongbian City this time was to give him a chance to earn military exploits.

It's a pity that although Xiao Tong is literary and romantic, he is not familiar with martial arts, and all the things are handed over to his subordinates to deal with, and he watches the pulse of the west wind and reciting poems all day long.

So the Lord will be. The sergeants below naturally tried their best to follow suit, and the only thing the adjutant general thought about in the face of the mountain of baggage was to try how much he could take, and as for the fortifications of the city, it was really not on his mind.

Five hundred evil wolves went up the city wall, each with a branch in their mouths, even if they died in battle, they didn't say a word, Wei Ge Ning Ling heard a few piercing screams, and his heart was extremely worried, lest these few cries attract the Liao people of the brigade.

"Bo stunned, don't dwell on it, hurry up and open the city gate!"

A man biting a tree branch nodded, waved his flail to block two long knives, raised his foot and kicked down the Liao soldiers on the opposite side, and the fur-wrapped boots stomped heavily on the Liao people's necks, and waved his hand behind him and went down the steps down the city wall.

Two short spears disposed of the two Liao soldiers who were rushing towards the city, Wei Ge Ning Ling looked at the city gate that was slowly opening, and touched the alarm bell of the news next to him, and couldn't help but open his big mouth full of blood stains and laughed, as long as the cavalry led by Zhang He entered the city, even if the city was taken, his subordinates who were cowering in the hole in the ground would have a way to live.

This battle is not for fame and fortune, not for the beauty of the country, but simply for the sake of survival, Wei Ge Ning Ling abandoned his high prince for the first time, abandoned his noble identity, but like an ordinary soldier, eating dry food, on the ice and snow, like the most ordinary Western Xia warrior fighting, until this moment, the anger in his chest seemed to wait to be expressed, hearing the sound of the steel knife in his bone, Wei Ge Ning Ling felt for the first time that the way he led the troops to fight seemed to be wrong.

Now this little subordinate of his own, everyone is like a wolf, like a tiger, like a bear, like a poisonous snake, but not like a person.

Wei Ge Ning Ling let out a loud shout, his voice was heard far away in the night, this was a signal, the Western Xia warrior spat out the branch in his mouth, and began to scream and attack the remaining Liao.

The ecstatic Zhang He rushed into the city, holding a torch and rushing to the city lord's mansion as soon as possible, where there were two extremely majestic warehouses of the Liao people, as long as the warehouses could be guaranteed, the right wing of the Shun military division would not perish.

The loss of 5,000 men and horses in the battle with the Song army is nothing, as long as there are warm winter clothes and sufficient armaments, the right wing Chaoshun military division will definitely be able to be reborn.

The big marshal said that he would not seal the knife, and the beasts that had been imprisoned by the unhidden Pang at the mouth of the rolling bell for almost ten years finally awakened from the breasts of the Tangut people, and they began their first killing in ten years in a frenzy.

The sound of fighting finally woke up the sleeping city from its sleep, and the disheveled Liao people had just come out of the house, and they encountered the hideous Xixia people, I don't know how many enemies had entered the city, and the Liao military marquis could only hurriedly organize a weak resistance to grab more preparation time for their city lords.

The moon had already set, and it was the darkest moment before dawn, and nothing could be seen clearly in the darkness, and the Western Xia soldiers could only judge whether they had stabbed the enemy by the scarcity of the knives and spears in their hands.

Zhang He's knights also threw away their torches, which were as obvious as arrows, and could only judge whether they had blocked the enemy's attack by the sound and feel of their long knives hitting the wooden barrels.

Those Liao soldiers armed with scimitars suffered a big loss at this moment, and they were going to gather at the City Lord's Mansion, because each of them had received a strict order to ensure that Xiao Tong survived, otherwise none of them as clan soldiers would survive after the war.

The round shield has been put away, it is too late to take it temporarily, although the scimitar in his hand can cut and kill the enemy, he has just woken up from his sleep, his muscles and bones are soft, how can he defeat those wolf-like Western Xia soldiers, and he was killed and scattered after resisting two times.

Zhang He knew that as long as it was the person in front of him, it was the enemy, so he loosened the reins of the war horse and controlled the war horse with his legs, wielding two long knives to continuously slash forward, and in the face of the surging rout, his every knife did not miss.

He could feel the spears piercing his armor, and he twisted his body constantly, letting the spears carry a string of sparks on his body, and he only knew how to rush forward desperately.

With the terrible neighing of the war horse, the horse under Zhang He's crotch began to retreat, and the instinct of the creatures drove the animals to dodge in the direction of danger.

Zhang He reversed the long knife and struck it heavily on the buttocks of the war horse, and the painful war horse neighed and moved forward frantically, and suddenly pushed away the crowd piled up in front of him, and tore out a gap alive, with this gap, the horse's hooves, which had just been forced to stop, slowly began to accelerate again.

The entire queue of the Liao people has been smashed, in order to avoid these war horses that have just begun to run, they have drilled into the houses next to the street, and by the way, they threw a lot of debris from the house and threw them on the street, the knights fell from their horses one after another, but the wounded war horses still rampaged through the streets, completely stirring up the team that the Liao people had just formed.

The Tangut people didn't care about life at this time, they only knew one thing, if they couldn't take Ningyuan City today, they would be wiped out.

Regardless of whether they were wounded or not, they still screamed and attacked forward, waving their long knives back and forth in front of them as they marched forward in small steps, maintaining the basic line by feeling the presence of their comrades around them. Only the fallen horses and the enemies rolling on the ground can pose a certain threat to them.

There was no time to slash the fallen foes, and the long knives needed to be swung forward constantly, and they instinctively raised their legs and stepped down again, trampling the enemies who were rolling in the blood and trying to get up until they vomited blood.

Zhang He's eyes lit up suddenly, and then he realized that he had killed the Liao people's rout and had come to the gate of the city guard.

A glimmer of light appeared in the sky, and a general in heavy armor was running westward surrounded by a group of guards, Zhang He licked the blood stains on his mouth, and laughed: "The enemy general has fled, and our army has won a great victory!" ”

The Western Xia cavalry, who had just been killed from the crowd, shouted together: "The enemy general has fled, and our army has won a great victory!" (To be continued......)

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