The vast Gobi Desert is dusty.

Countless Northern Barbarian cavalry came in a line, walking slowly.

Under the firmament, this dense Northern Barbarian cavalry is like a dark river, slowly flowing on the Gobi Desert. But as long as anyone sees this scene, they will be newly worried.

Because, no one knows when this gentle river will suddenly become restless, turn into the torrent that rolls forward, and annihilate everything in front of it.

Water is good for all things.

But water can also be evil, and the waves are monstrous and overturn the world.

Goshawks soar through the sky, sometimes swooping down to bring back weaker prey.

On the back of the fiery sweaty BMW, the little prince of the Northern Barbarians, Tuobahun, wrapped himself tightly, only a pair of eagle-like eyes were exposed, staring ahead.

Three fast horses soon emerged from the horizon, holding the banner of the Northern Barbarian Blue Wolf in their hands.

Tuoba Hun slowly raised his hand, and the guards behind him immediately blew the horn hanging on the horse's back.

The Northern Barbarian cavalry slowly stopped, waiting for the fast horse in front of them to approach.

"Newspaper—"

The fast horse approached, and immediately the knight spoke loudly, "The latest news from the Tang Kingdom, King Yan is not dead!" ”

King Yan is not dead!

The news came out of the mouth of the knight on the horse, and it didn't even need to be spread before it could be spread among the Northern Barbarian cavalry at lightning speed.

In just a moment, all the Northern Barbarian cavalry under Tuoba Hun knew the bad news.

Yan King Li Zhen is still alive, which is great news for the people of the Tang Dynasty. But for the people of the Northern Barbarians, it was shocking news.

King Yan, King of Hades!

"My warriors, you are afraid!"

"In the face of that demon, you have lost the courage of the descendants of the blue wolf!"

"Are you going to be cowards for the rest of your life?"

"Let your children and grandchildren live forever under the fear of that demon?"

"Huang Fengkou, I, Tuoba Hun, your little prince, will take the lead in the charge!"

"Sons of the blue wolf, never fear!"

"Out-"

Tuoba Hun just raised the morale of the people around him with just a few simple words, and as for the other cavalry, he didn't need the little prince to mention them one by one, and he had the people around him to influence.

They are the children of the blue wolf, and they are fearless!

The war horse is galloping, and the target is approaching the yellow tuyere.

Once, in the battle of Huangfengkou, the Northern Barbarians were defeated, which created the prestige of Li Zhen, the king of Yan.

Now, he Tuobahun, the little prince of the Northern Barbarians, will take down the Yellow Wind Outlet and be ashamed.

Tuoba Hun came here and brought 10,000 knights, all of whom were one man and three horsemen.

Strike a surprise posture!

But in fact, Tuoba Hun didn't want to raid and take the Yellow Wind Mouth, he wanted to take the Yellow Wind Mouth in a dignified manner, so that the Tang people knew that they were brave in the Northern Barbarians.

……

At this time, above the Yellow Wind Pass, less than a thousand defenders were waiting for them.

The news of the war has reached Datang, and reinforcements are on their way, but no one knows when the reinforcements will arrive.

And before the reinforcements arrive, the only thing they can do is fight to the death!

The border army of the Tang Dynasty has no escape.

King Yan was once at the Yellow Wind Outlet and broke the backbone of the Northern Barbarians. Now, since they are guarding the Yellow Wind Mouth, they can't fall into the prestige of King Yan.

"Captain, here!"

"It's coming!"

In the pass city of Huangfengkou, Guan Ting, the commander of thousands of people, was sharpening his sword, and his own soldiers suddenly rushed in.

"Let's go, follow a certain thief!"

Guan Ting picked up the big knife and walked outside.

"Wrong, wrong, no, no, yes, reinforcements are coming!"

"What?"

Hearing the words of the pro-soldiers, Guan Ting's footsteps paused, "Reinforcements are coming?" ”

"Why so fast?"

From the news of the war, Guan Ting felt that his life had probably come to an end. But he didn't think about escaping, because he had almost become a member of the Whirlwind Riders.

Now, he wants to prove that even if he doesn't become a member of the Whirlwind Riders, he is still a man.

"Captain, still, still, go and see, let's see!"

The soldier stammered.

Well, Guan Ting's pro-soldiers did not stutter because they were excited, but they stuttered in the first place.

So when the imperial court recruited soldiers, his family happily arranged for him to be a soldier.

Guan Ting also saw that he was pitiful, so he took him with him.

However, under normal circumstances, he is not responsible for such things as issuing orders.

Guan Ting's eyes widened when he thought of this, thinking that it was a few other soldiers who had gone to the city again.

"Oh my God, these stinky boys, when they are the captains of this school, they are the wind in their ears, if it weren't for the fact that Beiban was coming, Lao Tzu would have to beat them!"

Guan Ting strode out of his small courtyard, planning to go to see the imperial court's reinforcements first, and he didn't know if he could fight.

Then, Guan Ting saw several of his other personal soldiers, and even many soldiers guarding the pass, all running down from the pass at this time.

"Little bunnies, are you going to heaven?"

"I'm not guarding the pass, I'm thinking—"

Before he finished speaking, Guan Ting was also dumbfounded.

Eight Bull Crossbows!

Rows of eight-bull crossbows are being transported out of the pass, and there are still people carrying racks of eight-bull crossbows to the pass.

The eight-ox crossbow, which required at least six people to lift, was actually carried by one person.

"I ......"

Guan Ting swallowed his saliva, and looked at Xu Lao Er, who was carrying the eight-bull crossbow to the pass, and had a feeling, is this still a human?

With this strength, when did the imperial court produce such a fierce man?

However, Guan Ting's shock has only just begun.

Because the number of these eight-ox crossbows is also a little too much.

"Captain, that, over there, also, and!"

The stammering soldier pointed to the other side.

There, there are people who come to transport military supplies, but the armor worn by the people is higher than the equipment of the regular town army such as Huangfengkou.

Of course, that's not the point.

The key is that these so-called people, why do they all carry strong crossbows.

No, there are others who carry strong bows.

Carrying a strong bow and crossbow, you say this is to escort supplies to the people?

"Shoot-"

The powerful Guan Ting, who was shocked by the reinforcements, was suddenly awakened by a roar, turned his head to look, and saw a volley of eight-bull crossbows on the wall of the pass.

Guan Ting's eyes widened, isn't this a loser?

When he hurried up the city wall, he was even more shocked!

The Eight Oxen Crossbow was not only placed on the city wall, but also under the city wall.

In front of the line of sight, on the city wall, the eight-bull crossbow under the city wall was clearly a dense shot.

"Good girl, it's still the little sister who is right!"

On the wall of the pass, Xu Lao Er touched his upper body a little shrunken, a little afraid.

Personal martial arts, in the face of such a big killer, fart is useless.

Thinking of the scene when Fu Bao waved his little hand and said "shoot, shoot, shoot", Xu Lao Er suddenly felt that practicing martial arts was not fragrant!

No, if it's useless to practice martial arts, why does my little sister practice every day?

Xu Lao Er looked at his eldest brother.

At this time, Boss Xu was also shocked!