He was no better than the others, and the silver-white armor on his body was scratched by the sword. Fortunately, the armor was hard enough to not be cut through, but in the scratches on the top, the blackened blood stains could not be washed away.

The sound just now was very loud, even if the wind was gusting in their ears, it still shook everyone's hearts like thunder.

When Jiang Xian jumped off the horse, he only saw a few black shadows passing under the ice, and then he couldn't see anything.

"I can't save it, let's go." Ruan Yuezhou also rushed over after Jiang Xian and sighed.

In this case, even if they want to save it, they can't do anything about it. What's more, in this kind of situation where there are wolves in front and tigers in the back, you can only hide in the snow carefully.

In the face of such a situation, there is indeed no other way.

Jiang Xian nodded, looking at the cracks on the surface of the stream. In their experience, in this case, the nearby ice will quickly break.

But they now have no choice but to bite the bullet and walk through.

"General, the ice surface downstream can still pass people, hurry up!" A striker who had gone to the front to find his way rode back.

He was originally a border army on the border, and he still had a certain understanding of the situation on the grassland outside the border. Therefore, after Jiang Xian led the team, he volunteered to be the team's striker.

When the accident happened just now, he immediately rode his horse downstream to take a look. Fortunately, the ice was not affected by the ice a short distance below, and he hurried back.

When the people heard him, they immediately turned their horses and went downstream.

I finally got to the position that the striker said, but the ground at the foot of the ice suddenly shook. It seemed to be a movement from time to time, but the soldiers who had already fought several times knew that this noise was not a movement of the ground, but a large number of enemy troops on sturdy horses, coming towards them.

Jiang Xian rode on horseback and looked behind him, only to see a group of small black dots soon appear on the canopy with the lead cloud as the back.

Although the military strength of the Great Zhou was far superior to that of these northern foreigners, these advantages seemed so insignificant in the harsh weather of the grassland.

The horses they stepped on, as if sensing the enemy's murderous intent, began to pace impatiently. If it weren't for the reins in their hands, they might have rushed across the river.

"Hurry up and cross the river! A few people have lived together! Jiang Xian clenched the long sword at his waist and shouted to everyone.

When the words fell, everyone hurriedly stepped on the ice in several groups, but just as the first batch of people and horses passed, the ice surface, which originally seemed solid, suddenly made a "clattering" sound.

The soldier who was walking in front of the ice jumped over on his horse, but the people behind had no time to react and fell into the stream.

One of the horses screamed in terror, and its front hooves were the ice, trying to climb up. Unfortunately, the ice was too slippery, and it finally failed to climb up, and was suddenly washed away by the rushing stream under the ice.

The striker rode a horse and stood beside Jiang Xian, and when he saw the situation in front of him, his face sank suddenly.

He is the one who brings people here, if they go upstream. Maybe you won't meet this group of foreigners, right? In that case, the brothers would not have been able to fall into the stream.

Perhaps seeing the tragic situation here, a group of foreign soldiers led by them shook the braids on their hands and rushed over with a wolf-like sound from their mouths.

Seeing them getting closer and closer, Jiang Xian saw that the forward's face was getting more and more ugly, and he couldn't help but ask, "What are they talking about?" ”

The striker turned his head, tears welling up in his eyes, and even the muscles in his face trembled.

When he heard Jiang Xian's words, he said with a desperate face: "General, this ice is full of traps they have laid ......"

Ruan Yuezhou also heard the words of the striker, and the hand holding the reins couldn't help but start trembling: "No wonder, no wonder there is an almost carnival-like joy in their voices." ”

"General, military advisor, what should I do?"

"yes, what are we going to do?"

They retreated here, almost irregressible. If they don't cross the river now, they will be brutally slaughtered by foreign armies.

The war in the north has been fought so far, and the men and horses on both sides have been killed and injured countless times, and they have already accumulated a deep feud in the sea of blood. If these foreign warriors fall into the army of the Great Zhou, they may even get a whole corpse. But these people of foreign races are not like the hinterland of the Central Plains, where countless saints have been educated and ordinary people for hundreds of years.

These soldiers wearing the uniforms of the Great Zhou Dynasty, once they fall into their hands, they will only be tortured to death little by little.

"Instead of being caught by them, it's better to cut yourself off now!" A slightly immature voice sounded with a cry.

This was the voice of a fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy in their ranks, who was originally just a shepherd boy outside the Guan, following his parents to graze cattle on the grasslands belonging to the Great Zhou.

But one day, a foreign army came and robbed them of all their cattle. Kill the men of their tribe, and take away the women of their tribe.