Chapter Seventy-Seven: Shake My Great Han National Prestige
The atmosphere in the Yanxing Pass was depressed to an extreme, causing countless soldiers to hold their breath.
In the past, the morning light was extremely peaceful, but today it is so dazzling.
It was just the first rays of morning light that Xiao Lin and other captains and generals gathered together under the call of Xu Jintang, the general of Yanxingguan.
Today, Xu Jintang was wearing a maroon helmet, looking into the distance like a torch, and his face was extremely solemn.
Everyone just looked at Xu Jintang and stood silently.
It didn't take long for a soldier to rush over panting, and then bowed to Xu Jintang and said loudly: "General Qiyu, the 30,000 North Vietnamese army is only thirty miles away from Yanxing Pass. ”
"Keep exploring. Xu Jintang's expression sank slightly, and his eyes raised slightly hoarsely.
"Yes. The returning soldier hurriedly nodded his head and took the order, and immediately turned around and left, and went to investigate the movements of the North Vietnamese Kingdom.
Puff ...... Puff ......
Xiao Lin seemed to be able to hear everyone's heartbeat, the popping beat became more and more rapid, and the tense and depressing atmosphere continued to spread.
Xu Jintang looked into the distance for a long time, then turned his head to Xiao Lin and the others, and said, "All the soldiers, go up to the city wall with the general and find out." ”
Everyone gave up their orders, followed closely behind Xu Jintang, and came towards the city wall of Yanxing Pass.
Standing on the city wall, Xiao Lin seemed to smell a wisp of Xiao Teng's blood, this smell of blood came to his nose, and he couldn't get rid of it at all.
Condescendingly overlooking the scenery outside the Yanxing Pass, Xiao Lin subconsciously clenched his fists. He seemed to see Xiao Sheng's bloody figure five years ago, and felt a burst of ethereal sadness.
At this time, the wild goose pass is extremely quiet and looks extremely peaceful.
It's just that Xiao Lin knows that in the near future, Yanxing Pass will be filled with endless blood, and maybe the corpses will pile up into a mountain, which is extremely terrifying.
The yellow sand land outside the wild goose pass carries the will of countless people, and also contains the strong smell of the long river of blood.
At this moment, every soldier in Yanxing Pass is ready to face the upcoming North Vietnamese army at any time.
Xiao Teng's nervous aura slowly spread in the Yanxing Pass, as if it was about to swallow the entire Yanxing Pass.
"General Qiyu, the enemy army of North Vietnam is only a dozen miles away from Yanhang Pass. Not long after, the soldiers who inquired about the news of North Vietnam immediately rushed back, and then walked straight to Xu Jintang's side and reported with his fists in his fists.
At this moment, one after another warm and weak sunlight broke through the dark night on the sky dome and descended on the Yanxing Pass, which also made the yellow sand land outside the pass have a glimmer of light.
Xu Jintang looked into the distance silently, clenched his fists, his armor looked extremely dazzling in the morning light, making people dare not look directly.
Xu Jintang and the soldiers all held their breath, and no one spoke and stared at the distance of the yellow sand land outside the pass.
The atmosphere became more and more solemn and depressing.
Gusts of wind began to roll up from the yellow sand in the distance, and they were getting closer and closer to the Yanxing Pass.
Seeing this, Xu Jintang's eyes suddenly sank, and his hands subconsciously rested tightly on the city wall. All the generals immediately tensed their minds, and they all gritted their teeth and looked into the distance where the yellow sand was gradually rolling up.
"North Vietnam, 30,000 troops ......" Xu Jintang gritted his teeth, and looked at the gusts of wind raging in the distance.
"North Vietnam...... Five years ago, it was your invasion that caused the second uncle to be sad for five years?" Xiao Lin's silver-black armor made an iron roar in the howling wind.
Looking at the yellow sand and wind and smoke that were rolling in the distance, Xu Jintang raised his right hand with a glare, and roared in a deep voice: "All the soldiers are on standby, beat the drums!"
As soon as the order was given, the drum was beaten.
"Boom! Rumble......"
On the wall of Yanxingguan, all the soldiers began to beat drums according to Xu Jintang's orders. Bursts of drumming began in the wild goose pass and surged towards the void in all directions.
Xiao Lin stood on the city wall, listening to the thunderous drums, and countless complicated emotions began to surge in his heart. He seemed to have seen the bloody scenes of his previous life when he faced countless powerful enemies.
"In this life, I will reach the top and touch the ethereal and ethereal realm of my previous life. Xiao Lin's face was extremely cold, and when he remembered the realm that he had tried hard to touch but couldn't touch in his previous life, a strong battle intent rose.
Some people say that the controversy in troubled times will surely shed rivers of blood and bones. It is also said that fighting is the immutable theorem of the land of a hundred nations.
The Hero's Road is destined to be full of blood, trampling on countless bones and a sea of blood to reach the peak. However, if there really is a peaceful place in the world that does not need to fight, how many people are willing to fight desperately?
It's a pity that some things, whether you want to do it or not, have to bear heavy responsibilities and glory, and pay for your life.
Just like the countless soldiers in the Yanxing Pass at this moment, they know that life and death are difficult to know, but they also have to fight to the death, just to be able to make the people living in the rear have some peace, and hope that the national prestige of the Han Kingdom can be raised between heaven and earth.
Because only in this way can they live up to the expectations of hundreds of millions of living beings and be worthy of the beliefs they hold. They are not afraid of life and death, but they are afraid that the national prestige of the Great Han Kingdom will be damaged, and they are not afraid of war, but they are only worried that the people of Li in the rear will be harmed.
"Everyone obeys!" Xu Jintang looked into the distance, then turned around and raised his hand, stared at the generals, and ordered in a deep voice: "Each commander of the soldiers under his command, ready to resist the enemy at any time!"
"Yes!"
The generals immediately raised their heads and shouted.
With the rumbling of drums, all the generals rushed towards the barracks, just waiting for Xu Jintang's order to come out, and then they could go out of the city to meet the enemy.
Xiao Lin also immediately followed behind General Ren Qiwei and quickly returned to his camp to prepare for the upcoming battle.
Although Ren Qiwei is only a five-grade general, he also has more than 2,000 people under his command. He stood on his platform, overlooking the soldiers under his command, raised his head and shouted loudly: "The army of North Vietnam is coming, are all the soldiers willing to go out of the city with the general to meet the enemy?"
"Wish!"
All the soldiers under Ren Qiwei looked up and said in unison.
The roars of the soldiers were mixed with the sound of drums, reaching into the nine heavens, and the earth seemed to tremble.
"Kill all the enemies who come to attack and defend the prestige of my Han country!"
Ren Qiwei clenched a black spear in his hand, and suddenly stabbed it directly into the sky, and the thick tendons on his neck raised his arms and shouted.
"Protect my great Han Guowei!"
The roar of more than 2,000 soldiers echoed in the four directions of the sky for a long time, causing a ripple in the depths of Xiao Lin's heart......