With the completion of the construction of the Liangshan Fortress, Wang Li selected 4,000 people with outstanding strength from various departments in Liangshan, plus 2,000 elites drawn from the literary and artistic army, and 3,000 soldiers captured by the Western Expedition to Sichuan and Shu, forming 9,000 people stationed in the Liangshan Fortress.

The Liangshan Fortress also sat on the southern front and echoed each other, and the three armies under the command of Li Yilin, Fu Chaozan, and Ren Jiasheng were stationed in Luzhou, Xuzhou, and Jiazhou, each of which chose a county seat, moved out of the residents, transformed it into a military town, and placed countless military equipment.

Among them, Ren Jiasheng is responsible for sitting in Xuzhou, which is located between Luzhou and Jiazhou, and the military town is located in Yibin County, but it has now been renamed Yibin Military Town.

Because it belongs to the special military zone, outsiders are forbidden to enter and exit within a radius of Yibin on weekdays, even if it is a nearby farmer hunter, they are not allowed to set foot within the boundary, and hundreds of Condor sergeants will patrol the border every day.

On this day, the 500 men of the 3rd Division of the 1st Battalion of the Condor Army were divided into five teams, each 100 people were a team, and they were stationed in the south of the military town.

In the ninth month of the lunar calendar, it is late autumn, and the mountain breeze in the morning is a little cold, even if there is a thick plush soft skin sewn in the armor, but it still blows the Condor sergeant cold all over the body, fortunately, they all have the strength of the three realms, and the real air rotation for a week can also resist the cold mountain wind.

The leader of one of the teams was a veteran who had joined the army in the early years when he was still fighting with the Yanggu Army, and he said that he was an old pawn, but in fact he was only twenty-two years old this year, about the same age as their commander Ren Jiasheng.

However, four years of battlefield fighting made this young man have a little more maturity and vicissitudes that his peers did not have, and his left shoulder always trembled slightly unconsciously when he rode his horse away.

This is the old wound left by a golden dog when he was fighting with the Jin people when he was cutting down the river, and he didn't care about it at the time, but the result was only more than half a year later, but fortunately, it did not affect his bow and arrow for the time being.

But after a long time, he also got the nickname of "shaking his shoulders", and he was laughed at by his colleagues.

The group galloped on horseback, stopped when they came to the border with the Nanban, shook their shoulders and sat on the horseback, squinting their eyes and scanning the Nanban territory across the border.

As an archer, he was not weak in observation, and had already discovered that there were several Nanban scouts hiding in the jungle opposite.

However, the two sides were separated by the border, and they would not make a move at will, but after a cold confrontation for a while, he pulled the reins and turned back with his subordinates.

I didn't think about it, shaking my shoulders before leading people to gallop back for a while, I heard a shout of killing behind me, and thought that it was Nanban who was going to raid his own Wenbang, shaking his shoulders and immediately drank, turned his horse's head and looked back.

He was about to draw his weapon, but he saw that none of the southern barbarians on the other side of the border were rushing towards Wen Bang, on the contrary, after they rushed out of the jungle, they actually rushed back and killed them in one go.

Shaking his shoulders and poking his head to look around for a while, he saw that the Southern Barbarians were besieging a team in the costume of the Southern Barbarians, although both sides were dressed as Southern Barbarians, but they did not spare their hands when they fought each other, and in a moment more than a dozen people had fallen in a pool of blood.

The besieged team consisted of about thirty men, twenty on horseback, and ten on two carriages, of which ten in the carriage were all bows and arrows, and their archery skills were amazing, almost without fail, and every time they bent their bows and arrows, one of the Southern Barbarians would fall to the ground with an arrow in the head.

As for the twenty people on horseback, they were also brave, all carrying scimitars, and they were not afraid to stop the southern barbarians who were several times their size.

However, although everyone in this team was brave and fierce, they couldn't stand the number of southern barbarian soldiers, and under the wolf pack tactics, within a moment, the twenty people on horseback around had all died, and they were dragged off their horses one by one by the crazy southern barbarian soldiers, and their limbs were cut alive with knives, and they were brutally killed.

Without the protection of twenty horsemen around him, the ten sharpshooters on the carriage also had to draw their scimitars for melee combat, their strength was not weak, and with the eyesight of shaking their shoulders, it could be seen that each of these people was at least at the level of the four realms.

But it's still the same sentence, the good tiger can't stand the wolves, but in an instant, only four of the ten marksmen are still in the carriage, and the second carriage is dragged by dozens of southern barbarian soldiers and overturned, dragging out several female dependents inside and hacking to death.

Seeing that the only remaining carriage was rushing all the way to the border, he couldn't help frowning when he shook his shoulders, and his subordinates next to him also hesitated: "Boss, the carriage on the other side is going to rush over, let's care?"

The palm of his hand was placed on the hilt of the knife, and he shook his shoulder several times and held it down several times, and after a while, he saw that the carriage was about to cross the border line, and finally frowned and said: "Anyway, as long as they come, it is in our Dawen territory, and those barbarians don't come, forget it, if they come, do it directly." ”

As he spoke, he shook his shoulders and took out a cylinder from his arms, which was developed by the Ministry of Industry five months ago, called fireworks, once stimulated, a thousand-zhang high firework can be raised, which can be seen within a radius of several miles, and several of them have one in their hands, and in case of danger, they can use this thing to summon partners to come and support.

In just a few breaths, there were only two sharpshooters left in the carriage, but they were also covered in wounds, one kept shooting the southern barbarians who tried to attack the horses, and the other desperately swung his sword to protect his companions.

However, by this time, several Southern Barbarians had already climbed into the carriage, and one of them smashed the window carving with one punch, and the probe crawled inside.

But before the man climbed into the carriage, he heard a miserable scream, and directly let go of the wall and fell, and saw that the head on his neck had disappeared, apparently cut by the people in the carriage.

However, the death of his companion obviously aroused the anger of the Southern Barbarian soldiers, and they became more and more fierce and fearless of death, and more than a dozen people in the front row suddenly grabbed the chassis together, and then roared angrily, and actually lifted the back half of the entire carriage high, and was about to push it to the side.

At the critical moment, a marksman turned and rushed out of the carriage, and a moment later ran out with a handsome girl.

Seeing the handsome girl, the surrounding southern barbarians became even more crazy, roaring and rushing forward.

Seeing this, the other sharpshooter shouted loudly, and the scimitar swung like the wind, cutting down several southern barbarians on the left, but this was already the last resistance of the trapped beast, and as soon as he killed a few people, he was dragged out of the carriage by the angry southern barbarians, completely submerged in the crowd, and could only see a few broken limbs flying out with blood.

Seeing the death of his companion, the last sharpshooter looked solemn, and even ignored it, but jumped out with the girl in his arms, stepped on the back of the two war horses in front of him, and his body flew like a wild goose, whistling across the border and landing in the territory of Wenbang.

The Southern Barbarians, who had gone completely crazy, roared when they saw the two of them escape, and then rushed towards this place with all of them.

"Bend the bow!" Shaking his shoulders and shouting when he saw this, he raised the fireworks high, and looked at the group of southern barbarians who were like crazy beasts on the other side of the border, and shouted, "This is my Dawen territory, you can't wait to cross the border!"

That is to say, but where would the Southern Barbarian soldiers, who had fallen into madness, care about his angry shouting, and it could even be said that at this moment on the battlefield where the shouts of killing shook the sky, they did not hear the sound of shaking shoulders at all, and all their attention was focused on the marksman and the girl in his arms.

Just as the breathing of the others was almost stopped, the first Southern Barbarian stepped across the border between the barbarians and the barbarians, and then his throat was pierced by a sharp arrow and he fell to the ground with a bang.

At the same time, a purple firework suddenly rose into the air and exploded at a height of thousands of feet.

At the same time, there were arrows shot by countless Condor sergeants under the order of shaking shoulders.

The Condor Sergeants all practiced the secret method of the split-string archer, and they were able to use the string-vibrating technique plus the blessing of the secret method, so that the arrows were added to the strength, and after shooting, they were almost like light.

At this moment, when countless Southern Barbarian soldiers stepped across the border, ninety-nine arrows also rushed up, falling densely and rapidly, shooting dozens of Southern Barbarian soldiers who had just crossed the border line.

At this time, the southern barbarians behind were still rushing over, shaking their shoulders and not hesitating when they saw this, they ordered to shoot again, and then another wave of arrows poured out.

In this way, after four consecutive volleys, the Southern Barbarians finally woke up from their madness, and saw at least two or three hundred Southern Barbarians on the other side of the border lying in a pool of blood, their eyes were full of grief and indignation, and they roared angrily at the people who shook their shoulders.

Shaking his shoulders and sneering, he ignored it, and led his men to the sharpshooter and the girl.

When they got closer, they realized that the marksman was actually a middle-aged woman, but she was five big and three thick, so she just looked like she was a man.

However, at this time, the middle-aged woman was also close to dying, and the rush over with the girl just now was obviously the last strength she used up after being seriously injured.

Seeing Shaking Shoulders and others coming around, the woman opened her mouth, as if she wanted to get up to protect the girl, but as her body trembled slightly, she finally let out her last breath and died in despair.

Seeing this, he squinted slightly, looked at the girl who was crying with pear blossoms and rain, and couldn't help frowning.

Shaking his shoulders, he was thinking about what to do with this girl, and suddenly there was another shout on the Nanban side, and countless Nanban soldiers raised their hands in joy, and then retreated to the left and right in unison, making way for a way.

Hearing the movement there, he shook his shoulders and turned his head to look, and saw a burly middle-aged strong man walking out of the group of southern barbarian soldiers, his tiger eyes were full of murderous intent like a fierce beast, Rao is he had experienced a hundred battles, and he instinctively trembled when he looked at the man.

The strong man was two heads taller than ordinary people, his body* was only a short skirt made of tiger skin around his waist, the muscles of his whole body were tattooed with pure black patterns, and a tiger was tattooed on each cheek, his fierce eyes were terrifying.

Walking to the border, the strong man looked at the corpses of the Southern Barbarians all over the ground in front of him, and the fierce light in his eyes became more and more intense, and then he suddenly made a movement, bent down and pulled out an arrow, and stuck it in the land of the Southern Barbarian Country.

Seeing this, he shook his shoulders, his eyes were slightly cold, and he raised his hand to signal the sergeants under his command to be on full alert.

The sergeants of the Condor Army are not weak in archery, and the rain of arrows only affected the territory belonging to Dawen's side, and none of the arrows fell on the territory of the Southern Barbarian Kingdom, so the arrows pulled up by the strong man were originally inserted in the land of Wenbang.

Shaking his shoulders knew very well the meaning of the strong man's move, the other party was saying that his side had attacked the territory of the Southern Barbarians, so that the other party would have plenty of excuses to retaliate.

Raising his hand, the strong man pointed at it from afar, and then withdrew his hand and waved it to his neck, although he did not speak, but through this international gesture, he could understand the meaning of the other party by shaking his shoulders.

Although he knew that he was no match for the strong man, the veteran of the Condor Army did not have the slightest fear, and with a wave of his hand, the ninety-nine Split-String Archers under his command bent their bows and arrows, and at the same time, he raised his sword and rode his horse to the front of the battle.

The Condor Army has training, fighting in battle, first dying as a commander, then dying as a battalion general, then dying as a general, then dying as a captain, and finally dying a soldier.

Raising his knife, pointing forward, shaking his shoulders and raising his chin slightly, while provoking the other party, he also shouted loudly: "The fifth squad of the third department of the first battalion of the Condor Army is fighting to the death here today!"