The news that the 30,000-strong army of the North Vietnamese State suddenly invaded the Yanxing Pass in the northern Xinjiang reached the capital of the Great Han State.

When this news reached the capital, it instantly caused an uproar.

In the courtyard of the Xiao family's house, Old Man Xiao tightened the urgent military report in his hand into a group, he was not angry and arrogant, and the majesty swept up from his body.

"Lao Fu, immediately lead people to Yanxing Pass and bring Lin Er back safely. Old Man Xiao puffed out his cheeks, his eyes burst out with a terrifying look, and he said in a deep voice: "In addition, immediately send the news through the flying pigeon, and urgently send the troops stationed near Yanxing Pass to support, and we must stop the enemy of North Vietnam with blood!"

"Yes!" Fauber was wearing a gray-black robe, and at this time, he also burst out with a momentum that had been silent for many years.

In the blink of an eye, Fauber's figure disappeared in place.

The capital is extremely far away from Yanxing Pass, and ordinary people ride horses, and it takes more than ten days to travel day and night.

And at this moment, the war has started big, Fu Bo has no time to consume it at all, he issued an urgent order for support according to Old Man Xiao's words, and hurriedly selected the best Qianli BMW in the house, and with a group of people with a calm and deep atmosphere, they rushed towards Yanxing Pass.

Old Man Xiao's pale hair was swept up by the sudden wind, and the anger in his eyes rose up, mixed with a wisp of worry.

Originally, Old Man Xiao just agreed to let Xiao Lin go to Yanxing Pass on the frontier alone to practice, but who knew that the sudden outbreak of war was really unexpected, how could the old man not worry?

"This stinky boy is still quite clever, I don't think anything will happen......" Looking at the direction of Yanxing Pass far away in the sky, Old Man Xiao's heart sank and tightened his wrinkled palms.

In the deep courtyard of the Xiao family, Xiao Sheng also heard the news of the attack of the 30,000 troops of the North Vietnamese Kingdom, and he couldn't help but tremble, and his eyes flashed with countless complicated thoughts.

Back then, it was because the 200,000 troops of the North Vietnamese Kingdom attacked Yanxing Pass that Xiao Sheng was crippled by defending the city pass.

Now, when he heard that the North Vietnamese Kingdom had assembled a large army, he thought of Xiao Lin, who had just gone to the frontier for some training, and muttered worriedly: "If this happens, the stinky boy should be faster than anyone else." Presumably, the old man has already arranged for someone to pick it up, and there won't be any big deal......"

Xiao Sheng muttered to himself, but the worried look in his eyes not only did not subside, but increased a few points.

At the same time, the civil and military ministers of the Great Han Kingdom were all covered with a solemn look, extremely worried about the war at Yanxing Pass.

Although over the years, the North Vietnamese Kingdom has occasionally made trouble on the frontier, but it is only a small fight, and there is no chaos. But now, 30,000 troops have stormed the Yanxing Pass, which is a very bad sign.

Because, everyone knows that the 30,000 troops of the North Yue Kingdom are probably just a stone used to test the depth of the Great Han Kingdom.

If the Great Han State could easily refuse to retreat 30,000 troops, then the North Vietnamese State would definitely not dare to come easily. But if the Great Han Kingdom went to great lengths to resist these 30,000 troops, the consequences would be difficult to estimate.

The North Yue Kingdom has been staring at this prosperous place of the Great Han Kingdom for many years, and as long as the Great Han Kingdom is not careful, it will be bitten by the North Yue Kingdom like a poisonous snake.

The thick solemn and depressing atmosphere spread from the Yanxing Pass of the Great Han Kingdom to all directions.

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Wild goose pass, frontier

As time passed, Xiao Lin's body had a fierce momentum, and he charged ahead, and the ink-colored spear in his hand seemed to become blood-red.

The soldiers of the Chifeng Battalion, who followed Xiao Lin, rushed towards the North Vietnamese army without fear of life and death, showing the glory of the battlefield.

"Xu Jintang!"

Suddenly, a deep roar sounded from within the North Vietnamese army on the battlefield: "Yan Xing Pass, you can hold on for a while, but you can't hold it for a lifetime! It is better to surrender and become the general of our North Vietnamese country." How?"

This voice pierced the sky, and it was extraordinary, and the person who exhaled this sentence seemed to be a majestic cultivator in the early stage of the Xuanyuan Realm.

The voice of the commander of the 30,000-strong army of the North Vietnamese Kingdom rumbled to the ears of Xu Jintang, who was standing on the wall of Yanxing Pass, and reached the ears of everyone.

Xu Jintang's face sank, he took a deep breath, and then shouted in the direction of the North Vietnamese army: "The small country of North Vietnam is trying to offend my Han country, and it should be beheaded!"

Bang......

Xu Jintang's response was like a shot in the arm to the countless soldiers of the Great Han Kingdom who were fighting, which made the morale of the soldiers suddenly increase and be extremely majestic.

After a long time, there was a deep roar from within the North Vietnamese army: "Presumptuous! Xu Jintang, do you think you are the iron-blooded general of the past? It's just you, how can you stop my North Vietnamese army?"

The 30,000 North Vietnamese troops continued to rush towards Xiao Lin and others, making the pressure on the soldiers of the Han Kingdom fighting at the front line as heavy as a huge mountain.

Xu Jintang's deep eyes never left the battlefield, he looked at the soldiers below who were gradually losing their strength, and knew that he could not fight again, so he immediately ordered: "Ring the gold and drums, collect the troops!"

Ding! Knock Knock......

Immediately, the drumming on the wall of Yanxingguan changed, and the thunderous sound spread to every corner of the battlefield.

The generals and sergeants of the Great Han Kingdom who were fighting trembled when they heard the sound of golden drums.

"Retreat!

When the partial general Su Quan heard the sound of the drums, after beheading the two North Vietnamese soldiers, he suddenly raised the sharp blade in his hand, raised his head and shouted loudly.

Xiao Lin, who was galloping on the battlefield, naturally heard Mingjin's order to withdraw his troops, but he did not plan to turn around and return to the city immediately. Because he felt that he was almost able to completely baptize his body in this life with blood, and then enter the Spirit Yuan Realm.

As a result, the army of the Han Kingdom began to lean back towards the city gate while fighting, retreating and fighting in an orderly manner, and was well-trained.

The commander of the army of the North Vietnamese Kingdom, of course, would not see the somewhat exhausted army of the Han Kingdom withdraw like this, he hurriedly ordered the army to chase and kill him, wanting to cut off the back road of the soldiers of the Great Han Kingdom.

As a general guarding the pass, Xu Jintang seemed to have thought of this a long time ago, and hurriedly ordered: "Release arrows on both sides of the army to intercept the blockade of the North Vietnamese army!"

The general order fell, and the archers who had been prepared on the wall of Yanxing Pass immediately began to release arrows on both sides of the soldiers of the Han Kingdom, so that the North Vietnamese army who wanted to surround and cut off the back road did not dare to come forward.

Whoa!

Ten thousand arrows were fired together, drowning in a pool of yellow sand and blood like a surging river, covering the entire sky like a downpour.

The sharp arrow fell, and the North Vietnamese army stopped one after another, not daring to take a step forward, and could only watch the soldiers of the Han State withdraw towards the Yanxing Pass.

At this moment, when Xiao Lin was about to retreat, he took advantage of the opportunity that the North Vietnamese army did not dare to chase after him anymore, and rushed towards the front line of the North Vietnamese army not far away, directly taking away the bright red lives of dozens of people.

For a while, it seemed that the whole world was serving as a foil for Xiao Lin's beauty.

Xiao Lin's majesty was terrifying, and countless North Vietnamese soldiers were terrified.

The ink spear in his hand was stained with blood, and wisps of terrifying aura burst out, shocking countless people. Dressed in a black helmet, full of scarlet, it seemed to be drenched in countless blood, which made many North Vietnamese soldiers feel suffocated and tremble.

At this moment, Xiao Lin rode on the war horse, alone in the rear of the retreat of the army, in front of thousands of troops and horses.

"Whoever offends my Great Han Kingdom, behead!"

The ink gun pointed at the sky, and his eyes were full of soul.

As soon as Xiao Lin roared, the yellow sand and blood were shaken, and the army of North Vietnam was retreating.

The rumbling roar resounded through the sky and went straight to the heart.