For three days in a row, the South Wind Country didn't do anything, just camped and lived and cooked, but An Shangwu didn't dare to relax his vigilance, and behind him was his country.

Among the migratory crowds, Yang Tianqing took his six sons and the women and children in the black market away from Beiyongcheng to embark on the road of moving south.

Liuzi walked at the end of the crowd, looking back at Beiyong City from time to time, he felt a little confused, looked at Yang Tianqing beside him and said, "Uncle Tianqing, do you think we can still come back?" ”

Yang Tianqing touched his head and said, "Sixth son, now you are also a qualified mercenary, how can you be a soldier to protect your family and defend the country?" We will definitely come back to Beiyongcheng, but we have to protect our families to a safe place now. ”

Hearing that once Yang Tianqing comforted him, Liuzi was no longer confused and strode forward, catching up with the crowd in front, Yang Tianqing shouted: "Liuzi! Slow down! Wait for me. ”

In three days, there were only more than 16,000 reinforcements waiting for the border army, and most of them were old and frail veterans, who did not want to go to the rear, they wanted to defend their country!

At noon, the 800,000 troops of the South Wind Country lined up neatly in front of the simple city wall, led by Nan Qianqiu, the general of the South Wind Country, a member of the royal family, and at this time a person who looked like a general was selected by Nan Qianqiu to call for battle.

"Listen to the people inside, the general ordered, those who surrender will not be killed!"

An Shangwu took out the bow and crossbow, took the bow and aimed, the Xuanli of the half-step Dao Spirit quietly operated, and an arrow was shot, and the person who called the formation fell to the ground in response, An Shangwu said in disgust: "This duck is really annoying!" ”

Nan Qianqiu saw that the person he sent was shot, and there was no surprise that the two of them had been old rivals for many years.

An Shangwu shouted: "Nan Qianqiu, how many times?" Don't have any memory at all? If you want to fight, come here, what are you doing with so many useless things? ”

"Hehe, An Shangwu, your stinky temper really hasn't changed at all! That's not good, since you like to talk so fast, I'm going to change it for you today! ”

An Shangwu knew that the other party was going to attack, but this time was different from the past, looking at this posture was to take the imperial capital directly, as for his own life and death, he was not worried, and Rong Ma had guarded the border for the king for decades all his life, and he had already put life and death aside, a few days ago, he heard the herald report that the guards of Beiyongcheng had fled, that is to say, I am afraid that there are no other reinforcements in his rear, and he only has these hundreds of thousands of people, and it is only a matter of time before he is breached, and now his only concern is how the king plans, All I can do now is buy more time for the movement of troops in the rear!

An Shangwu looked ahead, although he was facing an enemy army several times his size, but as long as there was no fear in his heart, there was no enemy who could not be defeated, he carried a spear and shouted:

"Prepare for battle! Archers ready. ”

The fortress is located in the north of Beiyong City, the west side is the absolute forbidden land, and the east side of the Emperor Absolute Valley is the Warcraft Forest that stretches for an unknown number of miles, and at this time, the only place in the Cangyun Country bordering the South Wind Country can be said that as long as the fortress can be defended, the Cangyun Country is fine, if it is broken! The gateway to the clouds is wide open, and Beiyongcheng is hundreds of miles of plains to the south, and there is almost no danger to defend.

Nan Qianqiu waved his hand, the attack began, the only way to break through the fortress was to attack from the front, there was no other way, and this place was also the border military stronghold of Cangyun Country, and after decades of operation, it can be described as solid.

Hundreds of siege machines slowly moved forward, flanked by countless southerly soldiers.

The soldiers of the border army have more or less scars on their bodies, which are left by their years of fighting, which is evidence of their guarding of the frontier! War is brutal, but veterans of a hundred battles are gradually withering.

Most of the more than 10,000 people who came today knew An Shangwu, because before he was transferred to the border pass, they were the border soldiers of the previous generation.

The soldiers poured oil on the boulder and lit it, and the blazing flames burned the steel catapult black, and the boulder was thrown from the cart and smashed into the fortress, and Ahn Sangwu roared.

"Be careful! Spread out! ”

The boulder fell, the city wall was smashed out of a gap, and the place that was easy to ignite was also swallowed by the fire oil, turned into a raging fire, there was only one city gate in front of the fortress, outside the city gate was a moat ten zhang wide but there was no water, the wooden planks on it had already been put away, the boulders fell one by one, the border soldiers had been killed or wounded, and the soldiers who were splashed on the body by the fire oil were rolling on the ground, wailing in pain, but because of the terrain, there were no siege equipment in the fortress, and there were only people! The only ranged weapon is the bow!

Every time An Shangwu stood on the city wall, every time he took a bow, he was accompanied by the death of a pitcher, and the screams from time to time in the fortress showed the horror of war.

Finally, with a loud bang, the city wall collapsed somewhere, and one of the three walls of the fortress had been smashed, and the catapult stopped attacking, and Nan Qianqiu gave an order, and the soldiers charged.

Kill!!

The infantry gradually approached the fortress, and the soldiers defending the city had a strong fighting spirit in their eyes, and they wanted to ask the soldiers in Cangyun Country where the combat effectiveness was the strongest, and there was only one army! Frontier Army! The combat effectiveness of the border army is that the forbidden army must be ashamed of itself, and they are the real elite.

The enemy infantry had already entered the firing range, and An Shangwu shouted: "Shoot the arrows!" ”

Woohoo!

The overwhelming rain of arrows obscured the sun in the sky for a while, and the shields of the soldiers of the South Wind Country were raised above their heads to resist the rain of arrows.

Woohoo!

Some arrows pierced the shield and shot into the soldier's body, and the people in the rear then trampled him under his feet to fill the gap, and even if the soldier who fell in this way was not dead, he was trampled to death by his own people, there was no way, he could only blame his bad luck, if the gap was not filled in time, the people in the rear would be in danger, and the gap would get bigger and bigger, and the number of deaths would be extremely alarming.

The rain of arrows came round after round, and every soldier of the South Wind Country who participated in the attack had at least a dozen arrows missing on their shields.

An Shangwu personally led people to the gap, the enemy set up a wooden plank on the dry moat, and the soldiers approached quickly across the plank, An Shangwu didn't want to destroy the plank, but within the range of the catapult, the soldiers were getting closer and closer, An Shangwu roared, the first one rushed out, and the spear containing terrifying mystical power was thrown with one shot, piercing through the shield and shaking away a soldier of the South Wind Country, the full force of the half-step spiritual powerhouse, where is the soldiers who have not yet cultivated the Yuan Realm can resist?

The border soldiers instantly slaughtered into the enemy group, and fought with the invaders, An Shangwu picked up the spear and roared into the enemy group, and began to slaughter, each time the spear was raised accompanied by the death of a soldier, and the warm blood of the enemy sprayed on his face, staining his battle robe red.

Nan Qianqiu said: "His Anjia gun has improved a lot, and he must be eliminated today, and an obstacle must be removed for us." ”

At this time, a general asked for help.

"General, let the last man meet him!"

Nan Qianqiu said: "He is a strong man of the half-step Dao Spirit, you have to be careful." ”

"Don't worry, the general is also a martial artist of the Nine Layers of Cultivation Yuan, and he will definitely not be much weaker than him!"

Nan Qianqiu nodded and said, "Well, go ahead." ”

The general raised his spear and rushed towards An Shangwu, shouting:

"An Shangwu child will die soon!"

An Shangwu raised his head and looked at the bald little general who rushed over, his eyes were full of contempt, this person looked very young, but his fiery temper was ignited in an instant, he dared to scold him? The spear slew another person, and the tip of the blood-dripping spear pointed at the incoming man and scolded:

"Bald! Who are you scolding? ”

"It's you who scolded!"

Seeing that the other party has no intention of restraint, An Shangwu will get used to him? He jumped up with his spear on his feet.

"Bald! Let you see the power of my Anjia gun! ”

The gap between the Nine Layers of Xiu Yuan and the Half-Step Dao Spirit is not a star and a half, one Xuan Li can already be released to a certain extent, and one can't at all! (Morrowind is a pervert because of the particularity of Shura's mysterious power!) So it doesn't count! ）

A faint mystical force covered the body of the gun, and a shot was stabbed, and the bald young man was also shot out, but after all, he was young and vigorous, and he didn't know the depth.

Only one of the young general's spears was split in two from the tip of the gun, and then pierced into the palm of the young general's hand, pierced through the back of the hand, and then pierced into the heart! One shot! This shot alone was pierced through the heart! Victory or defeat is divided!

An Shangwu looked at the dead young general and said disdainfully: "Arrogant boy! ”

The spear drew blood, and the border army fought and retreated under the powerful offensive, and finally retreated to the gap, where the archers of both sides launched a confrontation, because the gap was so large, two zhang wide, so the number of deaths in each shot was not much.

Perhaps Nan Chiaki couldn't wait anymore and ordered the catapult to attack again.

The adjutant general beside him said: "General, our people are also inside, and the attack of the catapult will definitely injure our soldiers by mistake!" ”

Nan Qianqiu pointed to the gap and asked, "So what?" Do you want to fight them like this? ”

The adjutant general was speechless, indeed, at this rate, I am afraid that the fortress will not be able to be breached next year, but when their reinforcements arrive, I am afraid that ......

The soldiers of the South Wind Country still retreated a hundred paces, and the catapult attacked again, and the rock burned by the flames just smashed into the gap, and the soldiers inside immediately screamed.

Soon more and more walls were destroyed, and a total of three large gaps were exposed, and suddenly the soldiers of the South Wind Country poured into the gaps like a tidal wave.

An adjutant general shouted to An Shangwu after killing an enemy soldier: "General! What to do! ”

An Shangwu shot through the two of them, took a deep breath and replied, "What else can I do?" Kill! Kill all these enemies who have committed my clouds! ”

The frontier soldiers around him died one after another, and the defense line of the fortress was rapidly collapsing......

At this time, the gate of the second city wall had been broken, and the soldiers of the South Wind Country and the border army fought fiercely in the city gate hole, and An Shangwu once again killed several enemy soldiers to the breached city gate.

"Kill! Dogs of the South Wind Country! Give me death! ”

An Shangwu's eyes were red, and the blood of the enemy on his face had congealed, but there was not a single tear on his clothes, because no one could get into the range of his spear.