Three days later in the morning.

In front of the Sword Pavilion, the army was arrayed, densely covered with mountains and fields.

The stone mountains on both sides go straight into the sky, leaving a narrow gap in the middle, and the shape is like a sharp sword standing up to the sky and the earth.

This is the last checkpoint before going out of the mountain, and the giant bandit guarding the pass is the famous "sitting tiger".

Yesterday afternoon, the Sword Pavilion sent someone to the barracks to discuss the conditions. claimed that he could return to the Central Plains, but he must first get a pardon letter from the Daomen and issue a severance pay, otherwise he would fight to the end.

Yan Song sneered:

"Hmph, what do you talk about conditional surrender, but unconditional surrender will not be accepted. Hurry up and build the coffin overnight, tomorrow morning, this general will wash the Sword Pavilion in blood, leaving no room alive! ”

More than 200 people were killed and more than 500 wounded, and the expeditionary force urgently needed a victory to boost morale.

Moreover, after entering the Sun Plain, they will inevitably face a bitter battle, with many dead and wounded. The court's pension is meager, so how can orphans and widows live? Brothers are born and die with their heads, how can they not make some money? Including him and himself, he also needs to stammer and bribe the monarch and ministers in the future.

A general who can only fight and does not know how to cater is doomed to a tragic ending.

The Sword Pavilion held the throat leading to the Central Plains from the Lost Land, and the bandits of the past dynasties relied on the merchants who came and went to collect taxes, and accumulated huge wealth. "Sitting on the ground" thinks he is a majestic tiger, but he doesn't know that in the eyes of the real strong, he is a big fat pig.

Moreover, the terrain here is dangerous, and one husband should be closed. The expeditionary force must firmly control it in order to ensure that the grain route is unobstructed and that the retreat route is not cut off.

Xiongguan is dangerous, and its name is well deserved. It is only 60 meters wide, but the heavy stone wall is 30 meters high, and the mountains on both sides cannot be climbed.

If there is a frontal attack, even if there is an army of one million, it can only rush a few hundred people at a time, and become a live target for a rain of arrows and oil, rolling wood and stones.

The gate in the middle is wrapped in copper skin and is one and a half feet thick. It is inlaid with an inch-thick steel plate, and the back is locked with three thick iron bolts. Unless it is repeated many times with siege wood, it can be knocked open.

From the Daomen to the Sword Pavilion, the five hundred miles of mountain roads are rugged, and there are more than 30 places that are blocked. Tens of thousands of catties of wood, and other siege heavy equipment such as ladders and catapults, etc., could not be transported.

Therefore, the sitting tiger knew that he was invincible, but he dared to talk about the conditions. As long as it survives for two months, when the snow falls on the winter solstice, the expeditionary force can only retreat in disgrace.

The sun was shining, and the sword was out of the sheath on the head of the Sword Pavilion City, and the arrows were wound. In the face of the black oppressive army, the bandits' expressions were very relaxed, and they were even a little curious.

For thousands of years, this Xiongguan has been attacked head-on for the first time.

In order to prevent the collision of the carriage, a trench two zhang wide and one and a half zhang deep was dug 60 meters in front of the pavilion. Today, the pedal was removed, the ditch was filled with dry firewood, and the oil was poured on it.

In the event of an emergency, a single rocket can be fired to block the enemy's support.

Half a mile away, a man nearly two meters tall and covered in armor walked out of the solemn military formation. Slowly pull up the panel, revealing only a pair of eyes. It was the commander-in-chief of the three armies, the great general Yan Song.

There was a burst of laughter from the Sword Pavilion.

"This fool is actually wearing heavy armor to attack the city!"

Although the heavy armor has strong protection, it can weigh at least more than 100 catties, and at most it is used to assemble a small number of cavalry. Dismount and fight, and in a few moments, you will have to get tired of the strong man.

They didn't know that it was the Martial Dao Immortal Master of the Eightfold Realm who had opened the light today, and there were 10,000 enemies.

Whether there is armor or not, it doesn't matter to Yan Song. However, the talisman was destroyed, and the face was wrapped in a white cloth, which damaged the majesty. The heavy armor is just enough to create an iron-blooded momentum, and it covers the face.

The demonic man walked forward, bare hands, and no soldiers followed behind him.

The bandits at the head of the city looked at each other?

Hey, this idiot wants to negotiate, right? There will not be a siege alone......

Seeing the other party enter within a hundred meters, the atmosphere gradually became tense. The head of the city began to release arrows, clanging, unable to break through the heavy armor defenses. The spear roared, and the arm flew far away.

The sitting tiger faintly felt bad, and said:

"Ignition."

Call......

The tongue of fire in the trench suddenly jumped more than a foot high.

The Sword Pavilion has been in business for thousands of years, and there are great organs, and this ditch is one of them.

Even if the fire burns out, the carbon is still there. The carbon is out, and the ash is still there. The trench becomes an ash pit trap, and it is difficult to climb out if you fall into it. Not only that, but a secret pipe is connected into the ditch, which can be continuously filled with oil, and it is not a big problem to burn for a whole year.

An arrogant voice wafted from above.

"General Yan, please go upstairs and drink tea, hahaha......"

The laughter stopped abruptly, like a crowing rooster suddenly being choked by the neck.

I saw that the heavy armor was half-bent at the knees, and the figure leaned forward slightly, and in one fell swoop, it actually pierced through the wall of fire, and rushed to the city gate in the blink of an eye.

Tyre......

A broken cry is like a flat thunderstorm.

Tong......

A heavy punch slammed into the city gate, leaving a deep fist hole.

The gates shook violently and rattled.

The boulder at the head of the city struck down in the air, but the heavy armor retreated ten meters, rushed forward again, and kicked out.

Click......

Boom......

The heavy copper-clad iron gate had a large pit in the joints, and copper and sawdust flew around. A finger's wide slit opened inward, as if an iron bolt had broken.

Only then did the sitting tiger come back to his senses and screamed in panic.

"Quick, smash him, shoot with a rocket...... Quick, quick, send more men to block the door......"

It's a pity that it's late.

Bang dang......

Yan Song got up again, and the city gate opened.

The soldiers all over the mountains rushed forward with their guns and knives in hand, shouting "mighty" in unison, and their murderous spirit was soaring.

……

The general personally took action and broke through the Sword Pavilion in the most violent way in front of the three armies, which greatly boosted morale. After entering the hilly area, the castles and villages along the way must provide people, money, and food, otherwise they will be bloodbathed.

The resistance was growing and the fighting force was poor, and the Jihad Expeditionary Force had no difficulty in exterminating these sinners. The snipers of the ideal country never appeared again, presumably lacking the cover of the mountains, so it was not easy to sneak attack.

Before the Mid-Autumn Festival, Yan Song led 20,000 of the most elite soldiers to the Sun Plain. At this moment, it can be regarded as entering the control area of the ideal country.

He knew that he was sniped by "Nameless", and the other armies must be similar. Their journey was more difficult and farther away, and they arrived at the battlefield at least three or four days late.

Going deep alone is an adventure.

Taking the lead in breaking through Sun City is another miracle.

Yan Song, who was in the midst of the contradictions, made a compromise decision and divided his troops all the way.

At both ends of the first rat, you can't move forward, and you can't retreat neatly, which has always been a taboo for soldiers. But this time, he unexpectedly saved half of the coalition army.

The Sun Plain is very large, with an area of thousands of miles. Strangely, there is not a single large castle in sight along the way, and several small castles are still remnants of a long time ago.

How can a country not build its walls? What if the enemy comes, there is no danger to defend on the plain.

If the level of architecture in the ideal country is not good, the majestic bridge over the river proves that if they want to build a city, they can do it in minutes. According to intelligence, the bridge was built in just one year and was made of a material called "concrete".

The crops had been harvested in the fields, but there was no food or goods in the houses. The vast territory is empty, and there is no one in sight, just like a ghost domain.

Why didn't they blow up bridges and cut roads?

The more he advanced towards Sun City, the more unsteady Yan Song's heart became, and he ordered to slow down the march.

He knew that there were not many elite warriors in the Ideal Country, and there were not many magic weapons. Otherwise, it only takes a hundred nameless to crush the entire coalition army.

However, Sun City can't run away, why is there no sign of preparation?