Although these cavalrymen did not bring any tools to take advantage of, they were all strong soldiers, and their physical strength was much better than that of Gao Hanqing, and the speed of digging pits was not slow.

In the afternoon, two more cavalry teams entered the city one after another, which were sent by the envoys of Longyou Jiedu and Hexi Jiedu.

greeted them with the same question from Song Yun:

"Why sit back and watch Anxi being attacked by the Qin army?"

The officers leading the two cavalry were highly skilled in martial arts and had a big temper, so they directly raised their mouths.

As a result, Song Yun rushed into the formation and was beaten violently, and the "Heavenly Ghost Latent Technique" was used, and his body was as fast as a ghost.

Before the cavalrymen could ride their horses to dodge, they were pulled off their horses one by one, and their noses and faces were swollen.

In the end, a few hundred people wept and limped behind Song Yun to dig a pit.

The first Shuofang Dao cavalry sat on the edge of the pit, smiling and looking lively.

These people are nominally the border army of the Tang Dynasty, but in fact, they are their own masters, and their relationship is complicated, and they usually can't wait to see each other's jokes.

With the help of more than 1,000 soldiers, the digging speed was much faster.

In the evening, 2,857 deep pits were dug, and 2,857 old soldiers were wrapped in Qin Qi and lay quietly inside.

These cavalrymen were busy for a long time, tired and sweating profusely, but when they looked at these thousands of heroic sacrifices, they retracted their complaining words, and sighed in their hearts.

The passing of these veterans represents the complete end of a glorious era.

In the days that followed, the Tang Kingdom was torn apart, and the feudal towns in various regions supported their own troops and fought endlessly for their own interests.

An army like this, I'm afraid, will never appear again.

In a few years, perhaps no one will remember that in the depths of the desolate and remote desert, in a dilapidated and old lonely city, there was such an army, in a state of isolation and helplessness, holding on for 50 years without retreating, and even in the ancient years, facing the invading army on the battlefield, no one escaped, until the whole army was annihilated.

No, this mysterious young man in white, an amazing martial arts genius, may be the successor of the Beiting Army.

Could it be that there is still a day for the Beiting Mansion soldiers to reappear? Everyone looked at the figure in a plain white robe and couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

Song Yun pulled out a charred black table that was about to fall apart from the ruins of the house, and used it as a simple altar.

Six blood-stained heads lined up on the table, some with wide eyes, terrified faces forever.

"It's ......," the cavalrymen looked at in disbelief.

"General Qin's head."

Song Yun took out a few bottles of soju from the cellar and sprinkled them around the old soldiers.

Then he returned to the altar and set the Qin General's head on fire with fierce fire oil.

Looking at the firelight, General Guo, Lao Li Tou, Lao Zhang, and Lao Zhao ...... They were all wrapped in the Qin Banner, lying in the shadows, and they could no longer see their faces clearly.

Most of the people in the Beiting Army, Song Yun knew, but he didn't know them very well.

On weekdays, they talk and quarrel, and fight on the martial arts training ground, these veterans seem to live an optimistic and open-minded life, no different from young people.

But when he talked about his hometown, the past, and the current situation of the Tang Kingdom, he suddenly became sad and gloomy.

The pain in the heart of the old man is never for outsiders.

Why are they willing to give up their lives and stay in this desert lonely city for the rest of their lives, Song Yun, as a modern person who has only traveled for a year, is actually difficult to understand.

But Song Yun is grateful to them for saving him, teaching him martial arts, and helping him integrate into this world.

There is no need to experience the chaos outside, and there is no deceit, life is simple, but you live a happier life than in your previous life.

Anxi is not a desolate and lonely city, but a pure land.

Even if it had been burned to ruins, Song Yun felt that this place might be better than other places.

The old soldiers guarded Anxi's legacy, and he was willing to inherit it.

The firelight on the altar flickered, shining on the desolate setting sun that was gradually sinking in the west, as if soaked in the orange-red afterglow of the sky, flickering brightly and dimly.

Song Yun held up half a pot of soju and looked at the two thousand eight hundred and fifty-seven corpses under the setting sun.

"You have spent your whole life guarding a city, and you have achieved success, so you can go with peace of mind."

"Next, Anthy will be guarded by me."

"I am guarding this city, not for the Tang Kingdom, but for you and myself."

"As long as I'm in for a day, Anthy will never be breached."

"Don't worry, go all the way."

With that, he raised his head and drank the shochu down.

The Tang cavalry looked solemn, made a military salute neatly, and then began to fill in the earth.

A puff of sand sprinkled down, gradually covering the bodies of the old soldiers.

The veteran of the Beiting Army was buried in the land they had guarded all their lives.

……

After the funeral, the officers of the three cavalry teams approached Song Yun.

They wanted to investigate the truth about the defeat of the Qin army, but after listening to Song Yun's answer, they couldn't believe that a remnant army of less than 3,000 people had killed and injured 40,000 Qin troops.

I can't ask the truth, but this young man in white is a rare martial arts wizard, there is no doubt about it.

If you can help the Jiedu envoy recruit it into the account, it will definitely be a great achievement.

"Brother Song, now that Anxi has been destroyed in the war, the Qin army is likely to make a comeback, it is not advisable to stay here for a long time, it is better to go back to Shuofang with me."

"My family is eager to recruit talents, if you know that a handsome man like Brother Song will vote, he will definitely be happy, and he will definitely be entrusted with reuse."

"The boy is determined to make meritorious contributions, since you are the successor of the Beiting Army, you naturally have to guard the frontier and make some achievements, so that you can have the hope of rebuilding the Beiting Army in the future."

"If the Qin State sends troops to attack again, there will be a war on the Shuo side, and this is also your chance!"

The officers of the other two cavalry said the same thing, with earnest words and promises of all sorts of benefits.

Qin has hundreds of thousands of soldiers to fight, and this time it lost 40,000 people, which is not a lot of bones.

After a while, I'll call sooner or later.

Located in the northwest of the Tang Kingdom, Shuofang, Hexi, and Longyou are under great pressure, and they urgently need the help of a master like Song Yun.

But no matter how the officers persuaded and solicited, Song Yun just shook his head:

"Let's go, I'll stay in Anxi, and the Qin army will come when they come."

Several officers' eyes widened, "Brother, the army pressing the realm is not a joke, even if you reach the grandmaster realm, you are at risk of dying under ten thousand arrows, how can you withstand it as an innate martial artist?" ”

"That's right, and this time the Qin State is only the main battle force, and the top 'Qin Ruishi' has not yet been dispatched."

"Qin Ruishi, all composed of martial arts masters, is the elite of the elite, among which there are several grandmasters!"

Song Yun waved his hand impatiently, "Okay, I won't go anywhere, you guys hurry up." ”

"Tell your Jiedu envoy, no matter what conflicts you had with the Beiting Army before, the past is over, don't play tricks anymore.

"If there are still remnants of the Beiting Army under his rule, or the children of the old soldiers, they must not make trouble."

"The blood of heroes and martyrs cannot be bullied."

"If I hear any bad news one day, don't blame me for coming to the door with a sword and asking for an explanation!"