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The northwest border of Mengzhou, outside the vast county. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The Han Wu army and the Da Yin army were united, attacking this county town occupied by the Hu people in full swing.

The smoke and dust were dense, the sound of fighting resounded in the sky, and tens of thousands of Han Wu troops and Da Yin troops went forward one after another, fearless of death to impact the vast city.

Red blood spread on this scorched earth, and corpses gathered outside the city, and the moat that was like boiling oil had turned into blood, and the smell of blood was disgusting.

The corpses of broken arms were scattered everywhere, the broken armor could be seen everywhere, and the soldiers who were not blind to death glared angrily, looking in the direction of the vast city.

The sound of drums shook the earth like thunder, and the sound of whimpering horns sounded from behind the soldiers, stirring the hearts of the soldiers, constantly urging the soldiers to move forward and forward.

The blood-colored flags, dancing in the wind, hunting, and uniformly formed are gathered outside the vast city...

In the rear commander's tent, the major generals held a meeting, and the commander Beizhou God of War Beiming sat on the main seat, looking at the generals below.

"The commander of the Northern Underworld, the vast city is high and deep, and this Hu people swear to resist to the death, and our army's losses are not small..."

Zhou Yafu, the general under the command of King Wu of the Han Dynasty, looked at the North Ming Leng on the main seat, and his face was slightly worried.

"Hehe, General Zhou doesn't need to worry, our army of 300,000 troops is besieging the city, morale is like a rainbow, and the damage of a few thousand soldiers is nothing, this commander believes that within an hour, he can conquer the vast city..."

Bei Ming glanced at Zhou Yafu coldly, smiled faintly, and said with great confidence.

For Zhou Yafu, he is quite appreciative, this person's ability to use soldiers is extremely extraordinary, he acts calmly, and he is not arrogant or rash, which is quite rare.

"Can you conquer the Vast City in an hour?" When the other people heard this, they were also quite surprised, and looked at Bei Mingleng with suspicious eyes.

"Hmph, a state of barbarians, a group of rabble..."

"Besides, the Hu people are good at attacking and not defending, the defenders in the city are only more than 50,000 people, and our coalition army of 300,000 troops, the morale of the Hu thieves has long been taken away by our army, and when the commander personally leads his subordinates to rush and kill for a while, they will be able to break through the vast city and expel the Hu thieves!"

Beiming's cold eyes flashed with a confident look, and he said quite heroically, and without waiting for everyone to reply, he grabbed the dark black spear behind him, and walked out of the tent with the gun.

"Boss, you are the commander of the three armies, how can you go out lightly, it is better for the last general to go on behalf of the commander..."

At this time, An Lushan took the opportunity to stand up, stopped in front of Bei Mingleng, and opened his mouth to plead.

"No, just a thief, you can't stop Ben Shuai, you still have to wait for the good news from Ben Shuai in the rear..."

Bei Ming looked coldly at An Lushan, who stopped him, frowned, and then unceremoniously refused, and passed by An Lushan at the same time.

"The whole army obeys the order, follow me to attack the city, and break through the vast city for me within an hour, and the violator will be beheaded!"

After speaking, Bei Mingleng waved his spear, and rushed towards the vast city like lightning, and his momentum was unstoppable.

On the city wall, the crowd was crowded, and the Hu people looked at the dense, hundreds of thousands of Han soldiers, and the army's heart was floating.

"Second brother, this time the enemy army is menacing, and the commander of the enemy army is Bei Mingleng, the god of war in Beizhou, this person personally went out into battle, alas, I'm afraid that the vast city can't hold it..."

Ashina Sheer, the general of the Hu people in the vast city, looked at the coalition forces outside the city like locusts, dense and overwhelming, and his face was full of worry and fear.

"Hmph, our army is defending the city, and my grassland athletes are all like wolves and tigers, and Han people like weak chickens, how can they kill in, the eldest brother is really worried..."

Ashina Sheer's younger brother Ashina Simo heard this, and was quite disdainful of the Han army, and sneered.

"Brother, this Northern Ming Leng has made great achievements in his life, he must conquer every city, he must win every battle, he is one of the top ten gods of war in Kyushu, and now he is attacking the city with five times the strength of our army, and the vast city is afraid that it is dangerous..."

Ashina Sheer is not as optimistic and confident as his younger brother, and he is quite jealous of Beiming Leng.

Coupled with the fact that Bei Ying Leng personally went into battle, the momentum of the coalition army rose to the extreme, and they all sharpened their knives, waiting to rush to the city wall and kill the grassland athletes.

He is very aware of the shortcomings of his steppe athletes, they are good at cavalry warfare, but siege warfare is very clumsy.

And now it is the famous Beizhou God of War who has personally taken action, and the future of the vast city is worrying.

"Hmph, my prairie athletes are brave and good at fighting, and the weak chicken-like Han people dare to show their fangs, it's better not to come up, otherwise Lao Tzu will definitely look at his head as a wine cup!"

Ashina Simo was already brave and good at fighting, and he was naturally not afraid of the North Hell, which he had never heard of, but was eager to try, and did not take the North Helleng in his eyes at all.

On the other side, the North Darkness Cold Prancing Horse spear rushed towards the vast city with an indomitable momentum.

"Hahaha, it's good to come, the athletes on the grassland, give me arrows and shoot that damn Northern Hellen..."

Ashina Simo looked at the cold of the North Ming who rushed over, a coldness flashed in his eyes, he sneered, and shouted.

"Woooo

Tens of thousands of flying arrows pierced the sky, like meteors falling, flying from the vast city, shooting straight towards the coalition array.

"Hmph, just a flying arrow, dare to stop me, it's just a fool's dream, get out of me!"

After all, Bei Ying Leng is famous, one of the ten great gods of war in Kyushu, just a stray arrow, how can he put it in his eyes, a lightning attack, a dark spear, and a brilliant arc of light...

"Ding Ding Ding..."

The spear spun rapidly, and it became a huge round shield, blocking all the stray arrows in front of him, unscathed.

The Xuanwu Imperial Spear is known for its defense, and Ashina Simo is so good that he actually shoots the North Hellen with a bow and arrow, isn't this a useless effort?

However, in a moment, the feet of the Northern Cold War Horse were full of broken stray arrows, but he himself was unscathed, and the stray arrows did not even touch the corners of his clothes.

"How is that possible? This thief is not dead, how can this thief not die..."

Ashina Simo's face suddenly froze when he suddenly laughed, moved mechanically, and roared in disbelief.

In terms of the place, he will definitely not be able to catch this dense and overwhelming flying arrows like locusts, and he will definitely be shot into scum by these flying arrows.

And Bei Mingleng doesn't care about Ashina Simo, he has to conquer the vast city in the shortest possible time, otherwise he will be compared to that person?

Although the man was a junior, his self-esteem did not allow him to be compared to a junior.

"Youyun, jump over..."

At this moment, Bei Mingleng approached the moat, took a deep breath, roared angrily, and even the men and horses crossed the moat and descended to the other side of the moat.

And the moment the war horse crossed over, Bei Ying Leng took out an arm shield like lightning, jumped off Youyun's body, and quickly walked towards the cloud ladder...

"Pedal pedal pedal..."

Bei Mingleng stepped on the cloud ladder and rushed towards the vast city very quickly, his body was like an ape, extremely flexible, flashing or jumping, avoiding pieces of rolling logs and boulders, without any condensation, how could he not see that he was already in his early forties at this time.

"Quick, stop him, don't let him climb the wall, and give me arrows..."

Ashina Sheer saw that the north was cold as if he was on the flat ground, and he walked up leisurely, as if he was on the verge of a ghost, and he was suddenly pale with fright, and his liver and gallbladder were split.

Others don't know how terrible Bei Yingleng is, but he knows very well how terrible Bei Mingleng is, whether this person is using soldiers or personal martial arts, he is a ghost-like existence, and he is by no means comparable to manpower.

It's a pity that he said it too late, and under a wave of flying arrows, Bei Ying Leng was unscathed, and all of them were jumped onto the city wall.

"Don't worry, eldest brother, wait for the younger brother to come forward and cut off the head of this thief and dedicate it to the tent..."

Ashina Simo is a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers, where can he realize the horror of the North Hell, lift a long axe, and greet it.

"Beheading something? Hmph, go die! ”

"Xuanwu Imperial Heavenly Spear, Shield Imperial World, Spear Splitting Five Mountains!"

Beiming looked coldly at the unashamed Ashina Simo, a cold snort of disdain flashed in his mouth, and unceremoniously used his own trick: Xuanwu Imperial Heavenly Spear.

"Dang!"

"Phew!"

"Sting!"

"Poof!"

I only heard a loud bang, and Ashnasmo's long axe flew away, and the dark spear in Beimingleng's hand stabbed into Ashnasmo's throat unabatedly...

"Uh... Northland God of War... Sure enough, it lives up to its name..."

"The second general was killed..."

Ashina Simo is dead, and the Hu people are all in chaos, this Ashina Simo is the most powerful existence in the vast city, so he has developed a temperament that is empty-eyed and does not take the world's heroes in his eyes.

Today's fruit, the cause of his day, he can't blame others, he is to blame, he is just to find his own death.

"Retreat, retreat quickly, withdraw from the vast city with me, quickly..."

Ashina Sheer's eyes were blood-red when he saw his brother being killed, but he did not lose his mind, but shouted angrily, and withdrew towards the outside of the city with a group of thieves...

"Hmph, just thinking about retreating now? Don't you think it's too late? ”

"Kill, don't leave a single one..."

Bei Ming Leng has been through a hundred battles, and the blood in his bones has already become cold, and he does not have the slightest pity.

These thieves were originally a group of uncivilized people, not much different from beasts, enslaving the Han people, burning, killing and looting, and doing all kinds of evil, it was simply a pity to die.

As Bei Ming Leng forced back tens of thousands of Hu thieves alone, the Great Yin Army and the Han Wu Army finally killed the city wall, killed into the city, and pursued the Hu people...

But in an hour's time, there was no trace of the Hu people in the vast city, 50,000 Hu people, and less than 10% of the escapers...

"Newspaper... Tell the commander, the Hu general, Ashina Sheer, with thousands of grassland cavalry, headed to the east, do you want to pursue? ”

At this time, the sweeping Da Yin army came to pay a respect.

"Huh? Thousands of Hu cavalry fled, and Ashina Sheer fled? From which direction did you escape? Who is responsible? ”

When Bei Ming Leng heard this, his brows furrowed, feeling a little unexpected.

His 300,000 army is surrounded, and he can still let Ashina Sheer escape, this is simply a boiled duck has flew, how wasteful of subordinates do you have to do it?

"Returning to the commander, it's General An Lushan's direction in charge..."The herald said cautiously.

"Huh? An Lushan... Okay, you go down and tell An Lushan, poor Kou Mo chase..."

Bei Mingleng repeated An Lushan's name, and finally told the herald that there was no need to pursue the remnants of the Hu people, and then fell into deep thought...

...... (To be continued.) )