In Shakespeare's Henry V, Henry gives a speech before the war.

He said that from today until the end of the world, we will always be remembered as our lucky few, our brothers with whom we are interdependent

Then Henry uttered the classic phrase: "Today, who together hits with me spells, who is my brothers."

"Whoever is with me today is my brother!" After saying that, Xiao Wolf let out a long howl and rose into the sky, arrogant.

Yang Tingfeng also smiled when he heard this, leaning on the Han Sword with his left hand, as solid as a rock, and raised his right hand suddenly, Xiao Wolf saw this, and slowly raised his right hand.

There was a clapp, and the two calloused palms clapped together.

The applause was overwhelming.

"Let's go!" Yang Tingfeng shouted, a complicated look flashed in Jing Chuwei's eyes, she bit her silver teeth, leaned down, and carried Cao Wuming, there was no joy, anger or sorrow on her face, and as soon as the figure flashed, she rushed towards the direction of the West Gate of the Beacon Fire desperately.

She was very light, and in the blink of an eye, the person had turned into a small invisible black dot.

"Want to escape? Go and beg for it! At this time, Su Mansha, who was standing on the top of the corner tower, recognized Jing Chuwei's figure, waved his hand and ordered, "Everyone follow me!" ”

At that moment, Su Mantha blew a loud whistle.

Suddenly, a strange crow chirped in the sky overhead!

Even the moon in the middle of the sky was covered by floating clouds, as if it had been swallowed up all of a sudden, and in the dark clouds, there were occasional winter thunders whistling, and lightning struck, splitting the entire West Beacon Tower—the whistling wind rose, the surrounding braziers hunted, the flames swayed everywhere, and the sand and dust full of blood rose one after another, rolling towards the void.

At this time, all the people who gathered inside and outside the beacon tower for bloody battles all raised their heads and exclaimed!

But I saw that there were pure white Pals snow-winged eagles in the sky circling and flying, sometimes high and sometimes low, one moment straight into the sky, and the other time gliding with flat wings.

Suddenly, a big eagle swooped down like a stray arrow, Su Mansha pointed on the stone wall of the beacon tower, the white eagle eagle didn't look at it, the eagle claws clasped Su Mansha's shoulders like the wind, and suddenly flapped its wings, and the arrows flew into the sky like a swift arrow, one person and one eagle, chasing Jing Chuwei directly.

In the direction of Sumantha's advance, all the white-robed imam assassins concocted the same method, and the eagle flock followed closely like a tide.

At the moment when Jing Chuwei's figure disappeared, Xiao Wolf and Yang Tingfeng had already been working for a long time.

I saw Xiao Wolf slashing out with both swords, like a swift wind, without stopping, killing dozens of people in a blink of an eye, including two centurions and five ten-captains.

Seeing this, Yang Tingfeng was also full of blood and qi, the sword shadow flew up, invincible, the eight-sided Han sword was extremely sharp, and everywhere it passed, the stumps and broken arms flew wildly, and the blood shot out like arrows, killing the barbarians and retreating again and again.

He and Xiao Wolfben, after seeing that Jing Cao and the others escaped, they no longer had any worries in their hearts, and they tried their best to fight with the barbarians at the west gate.

When they made a move, they naturally had a lot less scruples and a little more refreshment, and the two of them didn't leave any hands, just waiting to die of exhaustion.

When he was killed to the red eye, he saw that Yang Tingfeng waved his hand casually, and the blade of the sword swept by, and the five barbarians were cut off by him with a knife, the incision was smooth and flat, as if cutting paper, and the momentum was compelling, and the onlookers were afraid of the barbarians, but no one dared to go up for a while.

On the other hand, Xiao Wolf, the two knives danced like a wind wheel, like a wild wolf, ever-changing, and the blade of actual combat and the method of double knives evolved to the fullest.

Although his eyes were full of majesty, the corners of his mouth were laughing, and when he was covered in blood, he shouted repeatedly: "Happy! Joyfully! Today's most enjoyable! It would be even more enjoyable if there was wine! ”

Yang Tingfeng bowed slightly, and said: "What I said is, it's even better if there will be wine!" Suddenly, he heard the sound of the wind behind him, he swept sideways, grabbed the man's armor, pressed it against the wall, stabbed his sword into his back, and slowly pulled it out, and in an instant, a bloody arrow came out.

Xiao Wolf looked back, his eyes were scorching, and he shouted, "Good kill!" Look at mine. The double knife provoked a barbarian, shouted, and slashed violently with a single knife, and with a snort, the steel knife flashed, chopping the person in two from the air, and the blood stained the placket of Xiao Wolf's clothes.

Yang Tingfeng shook off the blood stains on the sword, and said with a smile: "Good knife technique!" With that, he took a step forward and beheaded him again.

At this moment, a wisp of strong wind shot out in response, and the speed was so fast that Xiao Wolf was slightly moved.

Xiao Wolf was shocked suddenly, and he didn't look at the momentum, turned around, clenched his five fingers, and slashed the person's right shoulder obliquely out of thin air - he cut the head of the knife, cut the gold and jade, and the head of the person was decided, needless to say.

Sure enough, after a cracking sound, the strong wind was cut off by the sound.

However, the strength of this knife was slightly insufficient, and the ring head knife was stuck in half of its body, and only a wisp of blood flowed from the severed body.

The barbarian vomited blood, roared, leaned down, took out an iron mace, and stretched out his hand to smash Xiao Wolf's head, but Yang Tingfeng grabbed his hair from the side, cut and pulled it to the right, the man's neck was broken, his eyes were black, and he didn't hum, his head was taken away, and his tall body fell to the ground.

After killing this person, for some reason, there was an exclamation from the crowd, and all the barbarians were shocked, and then they abandoned Xiao Wolf and began to besiege Yang Tingfeng.

Yang Tingfeng "chuckled" in his heart, and also roared, swung his sword and slashed, killing more than a dozen brute soldiers in an instant, but the injuries on his back began to worsen, his eyes were a little blurred, and his body was gradually stagnant.

He strengthened his spirit, rose up to his might, and stabbed a sword into the mouth of a brute soldier, and the man's mouth immediately surged with blood, his face did not change at all, and his bloody mouth bit the eight-sided Han sword, so that Yang Tingfeng couldn't draw the sword for a moment.

Before he could react, the man reached out and pressed the end of the sword, and with a pop, he passed through the cavity, and he was already angry, but he didn't let go.

Seeing the death of the barbarian in front of him, Yang Tingfeng suddenly had an indescribable sense of foreboding, and suddenly felt a sharp pain in his left arm, and a spear pierced into his left shoulder, he didn't want to, he slapped the spear body with his palm, pulled out the spear head from his shoulder, and stabbed it into the right eye of the incoming person, but when he saw the surroundings, the knives, guns, arrows and spears were swarming, and he was already seriously injured and fell to the ground with the barbarian.

In a trance, Yang Tingfeng looked sideways: at the east gate, the Northern Barbarian reinforcements had arrived, and the soldiers and cavalry teams continued to pour out from the city gate, with arrows like flying locusts and swords and guns like a forest. I saw that Xiao Wolf had several feather arrows on his shoulders and legs, surrounded by dense soldiers, and the ring head knife was full of pits, already full of gaps, and was broken, and the soldier who came with Xiao Wolf had already been divided into corpses and cut into meat puree.

Seeing that the corpses around Xiao Wolf were accumulating more and more, sparing him for a hundred battles, at this time, he was also weak and weak.

In the blood splattered, only a choking sound was heard, and the ring head knife finally broke.

At this time, there were more and more brute soldiers, the crossbowmen formed a cone situation, aiming at the west gate, the feather arrows were shot one after another, Xiao Wolf five fingers into claws, grabbed a person, blocked in front of him, blocked the arrows, and grabbed a scimitar, swung left and right, like a round of bright moon, the arrows were shot down one after another, he let out a long roar, swept his feet, passed through the corpses scattered all over the ground, a turn, jumped to Yang Tingfeng's side, killed the surrounding soldiers, and shouted suddenly: "Brother Yang, wake up!" Don't sleep ......."

At this time, Yang Tingfeng's eyes began to spread out blankly, his eyes turned black, and he passed out. Vaguely: he saw Xiao Wolf using people as a shield, swinging his right hand to cut down arrows, and in a short time, he couldn't resist the rounds of shooting with strong bows and crossbows......

Suddenly, the north gate of the West Beacon Fire shook the sky, and the north gate guarded by heavy barbarians was broken through?

But when he saw that a cavalry force, its fierce and vicious force, it was like a mountain torrent, and their mouths roared like thunder, and they advanced step by step, and the blood wolf barbarians retreated like a landslide.

Dozens of horsemen rushed in front, black robes and black-scale blackboard armor, horses covered with heavy armor, holding Feiyan Lingyun spears, hanging blades and wolf ring swords on their backs, and the word "Night North" was printed on the Daxu flag.

At the forefront, there was a young general riding a tall horse, weak and old, strong and strong, with hard and cold eyes, and extremely lean.

He was wearing a black two-crotch sleeve Sima armor, and on his chest and back was a cuirass decorated with fish scale armor, and a unicorn double-edged lance with a thick bowl mouth in his hand, dancing like a fly, a tiger and a tiger, and wherever the lance went, it was like a thunderbolt and a storm.

The more than ten horsemen around him are also awe-inspiring, high-headed horses, and extremely brave.

In the blink of an eye, the barbarians were knocked over dozens of people by this cavalry team in a row, all of them with broken heads and bones, their bodies flying upside down, and heavy casualties.

The first round of fighting between the two sides, but seeing the long lance and iron spears rise and fall in unison, like a burst of guns and carts on the wall, the barbarians who rushed to the front were stabbed down, as if they were in a no-man's land.

One of the most elite cavalry from the Zisai Border Pass.

At the same time, it is also an elite infantry that fights in white-knuckle combat, foot combat, melee, and charges into battle - Yebei Battalion, also known as Yebei Iron Cavalry.

Purple plug.

The land is at the forefront of the Golgong grassland and the northwest border pass, and has always had frequent wars, coupled with the fierce ethnic minorities living together, so the people are fierce and good at fighting.

This night of the Northern Warriors is a carefully selected warrior from the mixed race of ethnic minorities.

They are well-armed, well-trained, and fierce. From the officers to the soldiers, they are all iron-blooded veterans who have fought from the sea of corpses and blood.

It can be charged into battle as a cavalry, or it can be used as an infantry to enter the battle first, and it is a strong elite infantry (cavalry) soldier in the Zisai border army.