Chapter 527: The Land of Killing

Cottage, lonely lamp, beautiful woman.

"Lonely light companion on a cold night, deep pillow sleep ......"

Liu Wei walked in with an original poem, and saw Minchan holding her cheeks, and her shadow was stretched very long by the red wax.

didn't get a response, Liu Wei felt strange in his heart, seeing that the beautiful woman was thin and her eyes were blank, he couldn't help but be a little worried.

As soon as he put his hand on her hand bowl, but was avoided without a trace, Liu Wei finally found that Minchan seemed to have a lot of opinions about herself.

"Tell me, what made you angry?" Liu Wei sat next to Minchan with his buttocks, and his right hand moved, but he couldn't help but didn't stretch it out.

Minchan seemed to know Liu Wei's psychology early, and her thin waist moved in her direction.

"It's ...... What the...... Circumstance! ”

Liu Wei was depressed, thinking that the night of the wind and snow was the best memory in the hearts of the two, but now it seems to be an unforgettable memory.

After saying a few more words, Liu Wei was singing a clarinet alone, and Diao Chan's figure didn't even move.

slammed the door and left, Liu Wei had a ball of anger burning in his heart!

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Looking at the Great Wall in front of him, dyed white by snow, Liu Wei said to the students behind him: "Let's be here to stop Wuhuan from entering the customs."

Sui Yu and Yan Rou sent news that they had been invited by Liu Yu to send Wu Shusa with five thousand elite horsemen to enter the customs immediately.

Holding his breath from Minchan, Liu Wei felt that he should vent his lovelorn emotions on the Wuhuan people, so that they should not think about coming to the Central Plains to join in the fun before they unified the Central Plains.

After arranging the people, Liu Wei deliberately let Minchan be with him, with forty students, to guard the most difficult Gubeikou beacon tower on the Great Wall.

This beacon tower was a bridgehead for foreign attacks on the Central Plains, and Liu Wei used his historical knowledge to leave the most difficult period to himself without a trace.

The churning experience in his heart, Diao Chan's attitude stung Liu Wei, and he felt that he needed a little stimulation to keep himself awake.

Looking at the pink figure at the highest point of the beacon tower, Liu Wei asked the students to pay attention to concealment and warmth, and he stood on the pass like a javelin.

The rainstorm was like rubbing and tearing, and after a while, Liu Wei made up Liu Wei as a snowman, Liu Wei asked everyone to rest, and specially ordered the two female students to take care of Minchan.

Lu Yin was assigned to guard a section of the city wall alone, lest she feel that her emotions were abnormal and open her mouth to ask questions.

When men are irritable, they don't want women to be around.

On the beacon tower of the Great Wall of Gubeikou, the stars and the moon reflected the figures of Liu Wei and Bailong, he stood on top of the ancient Great Wall, and the north wind blew the mountains and rivers north of the Great Wall.

Liu Wei's eyes reflected the countless tragic battles that had taken place on this defense line in the past thousands of years, and it seemed that this blizzard was coming.

"Rejoice! Bianliang Jinming Pool, how can you see this scene? In Chang'an Weiyang Palace, how can there be such pride, only by fighting here, can we not forget the Qin Feng and Han Yun, and we can't forget the ancestors in the border to open up the territory, so that there is today's land of China!

Holding down the hilt of Chixiao's sword, the royal spirit stirred in his heart, Liu Wei finally dispelled the depression of feelings in his heart, and the whole person released a strong fighting spirit.

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In the blizzard, a team of people and horses also winded between the mountain roads, and the white snow reflected the figures of the people and horses. It also illuminates the traces of the Great Wall hovering on the top of the mountain in the distance, and the beacon towers are empty here, as if waiting for the return of the Han soldiers who guarded here thousands of years ago.

Ushusa's group of men and horses, without banners, were purely cavalry, and stout warriors in fur hats carried huge bow bags. He just bowed his head and rode his horse towards the south. The rugged mountain roads and heavy snow did not slow them down.

"This ghost weather, it's better to sing and dance with a beauty in your arms in the big tent!"

Wu Shusa shook off the snowflakes on his head, and his mouth was full of white gas, "Warriors, we can go to the endless city to rest after we cross the Great Wall, Liu Zhoumu must have prepared a lot of wine and meat for us." ”

"Are there any beauties?" A chubby general next to him asked: "The skin of a Han woman is tender and can be wrung out of water, we haven't enjoyed it for a long time." ”

"Yes, as long as you help Liu Zhoumu defeat Gongsun Zhan, this endless city is where our garrison is, come here from the grassland, are you afraid that there will be no beauty?"

"There is Gubeikou ahead, after here, we don't have to rush in this ghost weather tomorrow!" Wu Shusa boosted the morale of his subordinates, "Our Wuhuan men are more hardy than tigers, more hard-working than mules, this Youzhou, sooner or later, will be our territory." ”

The general sighed: "This Great Wall of the Han people is really amazing, it is hard to imagine that it can be built by manpower...... It's just ......"

He sneered: "...... Without athletes to defend it, no matter how strong the fortress is, what use will it be? ”

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In the quiet night, only the rustle of snowflakes falling down, Liu Wei stood alone in front of the pass, and his thoughts were flying.

Suddenly, other voices came from his ears, Liu Wei frowned, and pressed the hilt of the sword a little tighter with his right hand.

Through the boundless heavy snow, Liu Wei seemed to see a vanguard of more than 100 horsemen, and he couldn't see his face clearly, and he was also cautiously touching here.

With a hint of ruthlessness on his face, Liu Wei did not release a signal, but moved forward step by step, step by step.

Wearing a felt hat and a leather robe, a full quiver around his waist, and the tail feathers of the arrows exposed, the snowflakes covered every weapon, but they could not hide the chill that penetrated people's hearts.

The Wuhuan people are here, the Wuhuan people are really here!

Liu Wei just pursed his lips tightly, his young face was full of rigid lines, for fear of making a sound, so he startled the team to turn back, in the snowy night in the north, the red blood can be smeared with bright patterns.

He just sat quietly on the white dragon, coldly looking at the Wuhuan people who were getting closer and closer.

From a distance, it was just a snow pillar on the pass, and the Wuhuan people didn't find anything, and gradually approached, gradually walking.

100 steps, 50 steps, 20 steps......

Liu Wei moved, without any sound, without spitting out any words, just slammed the horse's belly and went straight up.

There were a few exclamations in the Wuhuan team, and in the midst of the calls, Liu Wei Chixiao was in his hand, reflecting a clear killing machine.

The general at the front brought out a puff of blood mist from his throat, and fell heavily in front of the pass, Liu Wei then pounced on the people and horses behind without stopping, and there was no one in front of him, the Wuhuan people turned over and fell off the horse, the war horse couldn't contain the momentum, and he also carried the corpse forward.

There was a plopping sound of dull corpses falling to the ground, some people were not dead, they were dragged by horses in the mud when they landed, and they were trampled by startled horses, just screaming. However, a hole was made in the throat, and the screaming sound became a leaking sound, accompanied by blood mist spraying high from the throat!

(End of chapter)