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A sharp sound suddenly sounded in the opposite camp, followed by rows of infantry passing through the cavalry in the front row, half-kneeling on the ground, ready for the storm. 【Fengyun Reading Network. 】

"Throw!"

Whoosh - the spear pierced through the sky and fell from the sky in a semicircle. A flock of flying birds happened to pass by, and was suddenly pierced by a dense rain of spears, blood spilled from the air, and feathers flew everywhere. The people's mouths had just opened wide in horror, and before they could scream in fear, they saw a rain of spears in the sky.

The piercing wail suddenly rushed into the sky, like a desperate lament, soaring into the clouds, and the war horses roared in unison, like beasts in ambush.

"All the troops are in line! Impact! ”

In the bloody rain, Chu Qiao sat on the back of the horse, raised the silver war knife in his hand, and rushed out first. The five thousand beautiful soldiers followed her in a neat posture without hesitation, not a single one hesitated, no one hesitated, although the faces of the young warriors also showed a trace of fear and timidity, but no one flinched and feared.

He Xiao guarded Chu Qiao's side and shouted, "Brothers, don't let them get one step closer to the people!" ”

"Fight!" The deafening shouts of killing followed, and the shouts made people's blood boil.

On the opposite side was a vast ocean, and the five thousand of them rushed over it like a small wave, as if they were committing suicide.

Everyone was stunned, those Yanbei people who were screaming in despair, the lively Yanbei army watching the lively Yanbei army at Long Yin Pass, and the elite soldiers and generals of Great Xia, including Zhao Yang. No one could have imagined that Chu Qiao, who only had such a small number of people, would dare to take the initiative to attack Zhao Yang's 100,000 army so head-on, and the opposite side was like a sea of swords and guns, like a cold hell and ghost land. Suddenly, everyone figured out that there was a plain here, Chu Qiao had no danger to defend, and letting Xia Bing rush to the pass would only drag the people into the battlefield, and she chose this way to protect the innocent father and elder behind her body.

Zhao Yang shook slightly, his eyes became a little trance, looking at the Xiuli Army who was wielding a war knife getting closer and closer, and the Qingqiu girl who took the lead, his blood gradually became hot.

"Soldiers! Are you less courageous than a woman? The commander of Great Xia shouted loudly, and the black ocean suddenly let out a deafening roar.

"All the troops! Rush me! ”

"Kill!" The neat trumpets of the charge sounded suddenly, the iron-gray robes danced in the wind, and the warriors rode their horses and hoofed bravely, as if the angry ocean had broken through the embankment, tore a raging opening, and roared all over the world.

"Spread out! Array! Chu Qiao issued a military order, however, the so-called formation of the Xiuli Army turned out to be just a long horizontal row facing the army of Great Xia. The line was so long, with 5,000 people shoulder to shoulder, winding and continuous, protecting the entire Longyin Pass behind them. The warriors wore black armor with fiery red cloud flags embroidered on their shoulders, which shone brightly in the sun. They held their swords diagonally in front of them, controlled their horses with their legs, and looked at the smoke and dust rolling on the opposite side, their faces as calm as a silent stone.

It's a crazy suicide!

The dust was filled, the smoke was flying, and the soldiers and horses of Great Xia were getting closer and closer, closer and closer, so close that they could even smell the breath coming from the horse's nose. Finally, with a bang, the two armies suddenly rushed together, the storm suddenly rose, the flesh and the white blades collided, the sound of weapons hitting the ears resounded, and the waves of attacks came in waves, swords and swords, and blood splashed.

The hand-to-hand combat was as sharp as the terrifying night, the blood filled the eyes of the warriors, layers of corpses piled up on the ground, buzzing in the ears, and the sound of horses' hooves, shouts, screams, angry scoldings, and charges played in the ears into a symphony. The swords clashed together, glowing like fire, and the wounded no longer groaned, and the battle made them forget the pain in their bodies.

The ground was a mess and slippery, and there was snow that had melted from last night's thin snow, like a bowl of red mud. The sword was missing, the spear was broken, the eyes were covered with blood, the road and the figure ahead could not be seen clearly, and there was only one belief left in the mind: kill, kill, kill! Keep slashing, keep killing, until you use the last bit of strength in your body.

Before leaving, the girl's words kept echoing in the ears of the soldiers: whoever the enemy breaks through the line of defense is the sinner of the beautiful army!

If there are no weapons, then pounce on them and bite off the enemy's neck, and if there are no more horses, then grab their horses by the legs and drag them down with them.

The battle was brutal and frightening. He Xiao took off his cumbersome armor and continued to look for the next target with red eyes. The other Xia soldiers were frightened by his fierce appearance, and retreated in cringe, wanting to leave his line.

The individual attack ability of the Beauty Army is so strong that it is perverted, standing there alone, like a machine that never gets tired, the chest is pierced, the thigh is stabbed, the arm is cut, and they can still fight tenaciously with blood.

The officers and soldiers of Xia were shocked, they were not people, yes, they were no longer people, they were a group of madmen, a group of devils.

Zhao Yang gritted his teeth with hatred, and it was like this again, it seemed to be the case every time. He didn't understand what kind of magic that woman had that deserved to be so fearless of death. Having such a fierce general is the most unattainable dream of all generals, money can't do it, power can't do it, deterrence can't do it, and she easily did it.

The snare drum sounded, and one regiment after another silently rushed towards the blood-pooled battlefield. The officers of Great Xia were puzzled, even if the opposite side was really an impregnable wall, it should have been knocked out of a gap, but why did that line of defense obviously seem to be crumbling anytime and anywhere, but it still did not fall?

The three vanguard heavy cavalry corps had been wiped out, and five infantry regiments had been crippled, and in front of that line of defense, corpses were piled up more than three feet high, like a low wall. From early morning until noon, the battle was never over, and the line of defense grew stronger from the initial crumbling. Zhao Yang knew that it was Xia Jun who was cowardly, and in the face of such a crazy and suicidal attack, even he felt his temples jumping suddenly.

The sky was overcast, and the sun was engulfed in dark clouds little by little, and it seemed that it could not bear to look at the desperate slaughter below.

Zhao Yang was even thinking, could this be Yanbei's trick? They deliberately sent such elite forces to paralyze themselves, get out of the pass, and then destroy their own heavily armored army? But if that's the case, why haven't they seen anyone in their gate come to their aid until now?

Zhao Yang was puzzled, but the fighting spirit was fading layer by layer, and in the face of the beautiful army that was fighting against the water, Zhao Yang gradually became a little scared. Even if you win, what do you get? The corpses of five thousand Beauty Army? This is not an easy battle to end, the idea of killing Chu Qiao and eradicating the most tricky enemy in Yanbei has become less fanatical at this time.

At the last moment when the sun faded, the retreat horn of the Great Xia finally sounded slowly, and the Xia soldiers cheered in unison, and then receded like a tide.

And no one in the Xiuli Army had the strength to continue the pursuit, and almost at the moment when the Xia Army returned to their outer camp, the soldiers of the Xiuli Army collectively fell down, as if they had exhausted their last trace of strength.

Zhao Yang quickly discovered the battle situation, so he decisively turned his horse's head, ordered the messenger to blow the charge horn again, and rode his horse in the opposite direction to the soldiers, shouting: "Soldiers, follow me!" ”

The Xia soldiers turned back in panic, but found that the front that had just blocked them like an impregnable wall was no longer there, and some clever soldiers and ruffians suddenly realized that the Xiuli army had already become the end of the crossbow in the face of an enemy twenty times their size, and at this moment, seeing their retreat, they finally fell.

So, the army turned their horses' heads together, followed behind Zhao Yang, and once again rushed over.

"Whole army, assemble!" In the cold north wind, a cold and calm voice sounded slowly, not loud, but clearly reached everyone's ears.

Then, just as everyone in Xia Jun was rubbing their eyes in disbelief, behind the corpse wall, the swaying ghost-like figures climbed up one by one. Their clothes were in tatters, their faces were pale and uneven, and the swords in their hands were broken. They dragged their tired bodies forward slowly, standing in their original positions, shoulder to shoulder, one, two, three, ten, hundred, thousand......

Everything was like a replica of the morning image, and the bloodied warriors got back to their feet, staggering in formation, looking as if they could fall with a single breath. But as they stood together, their bodies suddenly straightened like a forest of stones, and the line was once again as strong as a mountain. He Xiao stood in front of the people, swung his war knife violently, and thousands of voices roared in unison: "Fight for freedom!" ”

It was as if a thunderclap rolled from the ground, and everyone was shocked, without the need for military trumpets or war drums. The Xia army involuntarily stopped, and a terrible despair suddenly arose in people's hearts - we will not win.

I don't know who first came up with this idea, and immediately, this thought quickly spread throughout the army through their eyes, and the soldiers of Great Xia almost simultaneously had a terrible fear and strong respect for those enemies who were ragged and covered in blood.

Zhao Yang stood at the front of the line, his face sinking like water. Looking at the figure of the girl who was already blood-red, like a javelin, my heartfelt admiration surged up. Finally, Zhao Yang jumped off the horse, took off his helmet, and bent his noble waist deeply in front of the 100,000 troops of Great Xia, in front of the 5,000 beautiful troops living and dead, in front of tens of thousands of Yanbei people, and in front of tens of thousands of pairs of eyes in Longyin Pass!

The soldiers of Great Xia repeated this action, bowing deeply in the face of this army of traitors they had once despised the most, and then repeating the enemy's charge cry almost in unison: "Fight for freedom!" ”

Xia Jun left abruptly, the world was gloomy and low, the autumn wind swept across the blood-stained grassland, everything was like a big dream.

The soldiers were still standing in place, and no one fell again, as if they were afraid that the Xia army would turn around and kill again.

Chu Qiao dragged the heavy war knife, and slowly stepped forward with a straight posture, her steps were heavy, her face was as pale as snow, and the blood stained her cyan big qiu, and she didn't know if it was her blood or someone else's. The soldiers all looked at her, as if they didn't believe that Xia Jun had retreated like this. She stood there, the wind blowing through the long messy hair on her forehead, sweeping her beautiful eyebrows, eyes and face, her voice already hoarse, her eyes slightly red. Like Zhao Yang, she bowed deeply to her army and said in a deep voice, word by word: "Soldiers, you have won. ”

A broken cry suddenly came from behind, like a sea bursting its banks, bigger and bigger, bigger and bigger, it was the people who were protected by them, and at this moment, they finally rushed forward with tears streaming down their faces.

Under the leadership of He Xiao, Xiu Lijun bent down to salute her in unison, and her sonorous voice converged into one sentence: "My lord has worked hard." ”

"You've done a great job."

The dark clouds in the sky covered the sun, Chu Qiao stood up, and two lines of tears flowed quietly.

Just look at the refreshing one