"Report, Lord Ma Zhuo of the North Gate died in battle!"

"Report, Lord Meng Qi and Lord Nalei of the South Gate died in battle!"

"Young General, when Lord Shanwen Gao's death horse team deployed the Zama nail at the east gate, it couldn't dodge and was killed by random arrows, and the head was provoked by the flagpole to show the public!"

Hearing this, the young general stood up, gritted his teeth, and said, "Where is Simon?" What about them? At his right arm, he was hit by a three-edged arrow, although he had to be bandaged and treated, but at this moment he was excited, the pain was unbearable, and beads of sweat the size of soybeans slipped down his forehead.

The entourage around him only said that he didn't know, and the older personal guards comforted, "Young General, in my opinion, there is no news at this moment, which is good news." This shows that the West Gate is still in Lao He's hands and has not been lost. ”

The young general sighed, and at the moment, he could only bow slightly.

At this time, an hour had passed since the battle, and the shouts and killings of the Night Northern Army and the Blood Wolf Army had not stopped, but all the bad news came from their own side frequently.

The situation on the battlefield is really changing rapidly; Advantages instantly turn into disadvantages, and people are caught off guard.

Of course, the barbarians are not fools, and Jochi, seeing that the young general was injured, immediately stopped the breakout. He actually began to organize the barbarians in the West Beacon and launched a counterattack.

Tactics have only one purpose - to destroy your living forces

These elite Yebei pro-soldiers, all of whom were highly skilled in martial arts and well-equipped, had no way to deal with them for the time being, so he ordered to bypass the young generals and his personal guards, and give priority to killing and wounding ordinary soldiers.

Where there is a gap, he arranges for more soldiers to fight there. Behind them, Suohan's Rahu Mingdi had already been prepared, and from time to time he would cast cold arrows from the side to shoot the enemy.

Although the method was clumsy, it was very effective, and the Yebei army could not resist it, and suffered a big loss in the battle.

But they were extremely brave, one after another, and the barbarians were also crazy at the Night Northern Army and slaughtered indiscriminately.

As long as the gap is filled with dead bodies, both sides will immediately drag the dead bodies away and continue the fight. After a while, it will be filled again, and the earth will be stained red with blood.

The two sides are so deadlocked, and no one can take the lead in breaking the game.

It didn't take long for the Night Northern Army to be killed in three more gaps, and the same bloody battle was staged in these three gaps.

Today's battle situation has suddenly become that the barbarians can't rush in, and the night north can't rush out.

As the gaps increased, the physical strength decreased, coupled with the accurate sniping of Suohan's Rahu Marksmanship.

The strength of the Yebei Iron Cavalry was consumed little by little, and the balance of victory gradually tilted towards Jochi's side.

At this time, the entire Xifeng Fire has become a Shura field, and the two sides are coming and going, fighting wildly, and the shouting and killing sound is earth-shattering.

The young general knew that the most important thing was to fight a quick battle in front of him.

Otherwise, when the physical strength is exhausted, then these people on their own side are probably sheep to be slaughtered.

Fight back quickly, multiply and be powerful!

He gritted his teeth, held the unicorn double-faced lance, slowly got up, and suddenly charged, crossed the guards of all his own soldiers, and went straight to the enemy formation, the shadow of the lance flew over, killing the barbarians and retreating again and again.

In an instant, the young general stabbed two ten-captains to death and scattered all the enemies in front of a gap, while he himself personally guarded the gap and commanded the breakout.

During the fight, he suddenly heard screams in the distance, he raised his eyes, but saw another gap not far away being opened, and at this glance, seven or eight soldiers fell, and the rest of them struggled to support.

He wanted to raise his lance, but suddenly felt the blood gushing from the wound of his big arm, and felt very weak, and he shouted, and he was about to run out, but his eyes suddenly went black, and he felt that the sky was spinning, and he fainted to the ground.

Everyone was stunned, at this time, there were a lot of barbarians gathered in front of the gap, but when they saw the young generals fainting on the ground, they all stepped forward to take their heads, and there was a team of barbarians with fine armor and ring armor, in order to grab the merit, holding iron maces and wrong gold axes, prominent in the center, cutting a bloody road, killing dozens of friendly soldiers in a row, and rushing straight to the youth.

The soldiers of Yebei suddenly became anxious, holding shields, facing Rahu's cold arrows, desperately squeezing out of the crowd, shouting: "Young General, Young General!" ”

The most elite soldiers on both sides arrived almost at the same time, and the two sides met in a narrow way, and when they looked around, they saw the young general who fell to the ground next to them at a glance.

A barbarian wrestler wearing a felt hat with a wolf's head, wearing gold armor, and three scars on his face, roared angrily: "The enemy chief is over there, you will take his head with me, kill!" He opened the way first, and fifteen barbarian masters rushed side by side behind him. Behind was a group of barbarian spearmen, about fifty or sixty people, who were actually led by Jochi himself.

The soldiers of the night north hurriedly rushed to intercept it, but this barbarian wrestler and the leading barbarian masters were so brave and invincible that they couldn't stop it.

I saw that the barbarian wrestler roared violently, and the wrong golden axe and mace danced wildly, like a figure split the road ahead, and the axe shadow and the stick shadow circled and circled, getting closer and closer. One night, the northern soldiers held the beast card and were about to stop it, but when they heard a crisp crack shield sound of "pop", the beast card was smashed by the mace, and a crisp bone cracking sound was heard "click", and the body of the guard was cut off by the wrong golden axe at the waist, and the skin was broken in an instant, and the blood splashed in the sky, and the blood rain fluttered.

You must know that the axes or maces used by barbarian wrestlers are all shield-breaking weapons.

Unless it is an iron shield, otherwise, the wooden shield in front of it is like a papier-mâché.

In a short time, the barbarian was killed a foot in front of the young general, and all the soldiers knew that they could not stop him, so they took out their javelins and shot him.

The barbarian cursed secretly, even dodged and dodged, but still couldn't dodge, a javelin was hit in the shoulder and leg, and the pain went to the bone marrow, he gritted his teeth, hatefully withdrew from the range of the gun, and was so angry that he threw the mace and the wrong golden axe in his hand, smashing the Yebei soldiers screaming.

A master like him, if he faced a long street fight with dozens of people, he would have rushed over alone.

However, this is on the real battlefield.

On the battlefield, no one dared to charge alone.

Even if you are invincible in the world, without the protection of your own soldiers, you are a living target.

Unless, you have the eternal courage of Xiang Yu,

Or, Jing Chuwei's divine body speed.

Otherwise, you can only kill it honestly step by step.

Having slain from the enemy, the body of your colleagues is the best cover - so that you will not become a target

For a time, the two sides were fighting hard, hurting each other, and each killed dozens of people in a row, but it was always difficult to have a chance to break through.

It's just that the barbarians poured in from the lost three gates, and more and more people joined the battle, and the people in the night north gradually began to be overwhelmed.

The soldiers of the night north were secretly complaining about their distress, and suddenly heard several long howls from the west, and the blood wolf army formation was suddenly chaotic, and everyone took the opportunity to lift the young general, get out of the encirclement, and wait to return to the formation, raise their eyes to take a look, and couldn't help but be secretly surprised.

I saw that Xiao Wolf was holding two blood wolf scimitars, his black clothes fluttering, like a wolf in the wind, dancing a thousand dragons, his momentum was like electricity, and there were sword shadows in a radius of several feet.

He drank one step at a time, drank one knife at a time, and killed one by one, and rushed forward step by step, and the besieging barbarians were rushed away at once.

Seeing this, a Rahu archer quickly turned over and dismounted, crossed the west corner tower, took the herding bow from his back, opened the bow and set up the arrow, and prepared to shoot Xiao Wolf for meritorious service.

Unexpectedly, the body of his bow had just emerged from the edge of the corner tower corridor, and out of nowhere, an arrow flew from the vulture, hit him in the head, and the momentum took him down the corner tower, and hit one of them, and both of them died.

Everyone in the north of the night shouted loudly and looked up: soon, several figures appeared in the west direction, and gradually became clear.

Everyone took a closer look, it was He Ruoyi and the three surviving chiefs. Only now, each of them supported a soldier, staggering, with arrows stuck in his body, apparently seriously wounded.

It was only then that everyone noticed that a man with an arrow bag on his back and covered in blood staggered at the back of the line, missing the boss of the group.

Behind him, there was another man, holding his shoulder, holding a nomadic bow, limping and limping. The arrow that dared to love just now was the handiwork of this lame man.

At this moment, the lame man suddenly looked excited, as if he had seen the world's greatest beauty, and pulled out an arrow from the quiver behind the man, and aimed at the bow, "whoosh", the long arrow broke through the air, and with a "buzz" sound, the long arrow passed through the skull, and the strength was unabated, and the barbarian man with a scar on his face and dressed in gold armor was nailed to the ground, and a wisp of blood came out of the wolf's head hanging down the hat, and the white pulp was sprinkled on the companion behind him, and the barbarians let out a shout, and they retreated in shock......