Along the road to the north, along the way those rich Confucian students are talking and laughing, pointing out the country, extremely excited, as if a breath is the road to help the world and the country.

When they arrived at the foot of Heiling Mountain, Han Zhan and Liu En couldn't hold back any longer, and the two of them resigned directly, not feeling like they wanted to stay longer.

As for these talented and beautiful women, how to gild themselves when they go to the border is their business.

At this time, Han Zhan had a thought in his heart, that is, to argue.

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Dingzhou, Pingjiaoguan.

The war has been fought for half a month now, and the already heavy city walls are full of bloody knife marks, buckets of hot water are poured down, and the grooves under the closure are full of blood and water, and the high eagle is circling, and the battlefield is already cruel.

In the past half a month, they have repelled wave after wave of attacks from the Beiban and defended this century-old Xiongguan, but they themselves have suffered heavy casualties, and only more than 2,000 people can move from 10,000 soldiers to now, and 8,000 Beidi disciples have bloodstained the border pass.

Above the head of the city, Zhang Xingshan, who was dressed in thick armor, quietly looked at the wasteland in front of him, Zhang Xingshan, who was the commander of the city, was covered with blood stains, both his own and those of the Northern Barbarian Army, and the deputy general next to him handed over the wine jug, signaling the general to drink and eliminate his sorrows.

For the soldiers on the border, there is no place for the lights and wine, and there is no tavern and teahouse, drinking is the only pastime, and the king of Jingbei also knows this, and from time to time he will send his men to send some wine.

There are also some rich families who want to make a future for their son-in-law, and they will also ask the young master who came to gild to bring some wine and food, but at this moment, the good wine general looked at the wine and shook his head slightly, signaling him to leave these for those injured soldiers, who need these more at this moment.

Zhang Xingshan propped one hand on the Mo family's crossbow, constantly slapping the crossbow gun body, if it weren't for these crossbows, I was afraid that they wouldn't be able to hold out for so long, but now there are only a few people left in the entire pass, if they don't come to reinforcements, they are afraid that they will really be broken.

Just when Zhang Xingshan's thoughts gradually rose, the horn sounded again, as the commander of the first army, Zhang Xingshan quickly got up, looked forward, in the dawn of the smoke, rows of shield-holding northern barbarian troops carried the ladder and continued to approach the Pingjiao Pass, Zhang Xingshan roared.

"Prepare for war, prepare for war!"

The bonfire was burning, and the two thousand Beidi troops were guarding the pass as if they were dead, and the letters asking for help were written one after another, and in the end, the veteran general who had been on the battlefield was too lazy to write, and in the face of the painless words on the prince's reply, he was more like seeing how many people came, 100,000 Beidi troops, could no one come to level the prison?

Zhang Xingshan didn't believe this, he knew that his prince was waiting, waiting for reinforcements from Yindu, thinking of this Zhang Xingshan sighed, he was loyal to his own prince, but he didn't want his subordinates to die in vain, after this battle, he had to re-examine the situation in the north now.

"Kill ......"

The roar rang out, and the soldiers on the head of the city skillfully pulled the crossbows, and rows of steel arrows pierced through the heart, like scythes harvesting the lives of the Northern Barbarians below.

For these crossbows, Murong Zhuo is teeth itched with hatred, if it weren't for these crossbows, his men would not have suffered so many casualties, these Mo family crossbows are really too helpful to Dafeng.

Since the birth of the Mo family, Beiban has thought of countless ways to get the manufacturing drawings and methods of these tricks, but every time it is in vain, as the core secret of the Mo family, it is too difficult to get these secrets.

"Bang."

A large fireball suddenly appeared from mid-air, and Zhang Xingshan shouted, "Be careful." ”

After that, he directly raised his gun and rushed out, and a shot shattered the fireball haystack in mid-air, and the fireball was destroyed in an instant, but this was only the first one, behind him, countless fireballs were like meteors, heading straight for them.

The Northern Barbarians are not only desperate charges, they also have catapults, and they have powerful crossbows and bows, but they are weaker than Dafeng's.

Zhang Xingshan can block ten or eight fireballs, but he can't block hundreds of fireballs, one by one the fireballs smashed into the Pingjiao Pass, and it was okay to hit the city wall, but if it hit the city, it would be a raging fire.

Zhang Xingshan's true anger skyrocketed, watching the Northern Barbarian army below continue to approach, Zhang Xingshan knew that as the commander of the first army, he could no longer stand here, the eldest husband served the country in the army, no matter when and where he had a heart to sacrifice his life for the country, and today is the time when he Zhang Xingshan will be famous for eternity.

Zhang Xingshan lifted the silver gun, looked at the deputy general beside him, and said softly, "Take the brothers to guard the Pingjian Pass, remember, you must hold it, and wait until the day when the reinforcements arrive." ”

"General!"

The deputy general grabbed Zhang Xingshan and seemed to guess the next move of the battlefield veteran.

Zhang Xingshan smiled slightly, and then his true qi skyrocketed, and a yellow light rose into the sky, Murong Zhuozhuo in the distance saw this scene, smiled slightly, looked at Hui Lie next to him, and said softly, "It's the end of the strong crossbow, go ahead." ”

Hui Lie got up and saluted, and then walked to the center of the battlefield with a big knife, Zhang Xingshan roared in a deep voice, like a thousand pounds, the tip of the silver spear was bloody, the whole person hung in the air, the breath was like a dragon, the moment he landed, the smoke and dust were everywhere, the true qi was overflowing, hundreds of northern barbarian clans were instantly cut off by the majestic momentum, and the blood foam greeted this smoke and dust in the center of the battlefield dozens of meters wide, Zhang Xingshan at this time was like a god of war.

The surrounding Northern Barbarian soldiers instantly surrounded this battlefield veteran, and at this moment they all forgot that there was a crumbling Xiongguan behind the veteran.

Zhang Xingshan also had mountains and seas in mind, and from the first day he stepped into the barracks, he imagined more than once that he could command troops on the battlefield and wave flags to shake the waves.

However, more than 20 years have passed, and he knows that those who can do these things are some famous generals with outstanding military achievements and bravery, just like the five great princes, and most of the soldiers in the military camp are unknown.

They worked hard to earn military merits, in exchange for rewards and salaries, climbed up one level at a time, rushed to the front line of the battlefield every day, and did not know when they would die in Huangquan.

"Drink."

A nine-ring machete suddenly fell from the sky, a knife down, it seems to have the power of ten thousand stones, the gravity of the swordsman, and the nine-ring knife is even more so, the big knife is bulky, not as light and skillful as the swordsman, and the moves are gorgeous.

They also have a sense of simplicity that is not worked, and the heavy sword has no edge, and every knife is a genuine killing skill, or chopping, or obliquely chopping, or obliterating, and it will be shattered when touched.

"Bang."

The true qi swept away, Zhang Xingshan's figure walked sideways, dodging the fatal blow of the nine-ring knife, the big knife slashed the ground, and the ground instantly cracked a deep ditch of dozens of meters, and the shirtless man continued to roar Holding the knife in his right hand, he slashed out with all his strength, and the mountain shook with a shock.

Zhang Xingshan held the gun in his right hand, smashed the yellow dragon with a shot, the spear flower stabbed out, directly against the man's big knife, the real qi collided, a crisp sound, Zhang Xingshan took the lead in attacking, his body was like a harrier turning over, the tip of the gun slid along the blade, and a 720-degree turn stabbed through the nine rings, rushing towards the throat of Hui Lie.

Hui Lie was accumulating strength all over his body, and the blue light flashed on his naked left arm, and it seemed that he was going to carry this gun hard, and at the same time, he shook off the silver gun in Zhang Xingshan's hand with one palm.

Hui Lie's shape was tight, his left arm swung out like a heavy hammer, and collided with Zhang Xingshan's silver spear, with a muffled sound, Zhang Xingshan's tiger mouth instantly became a blood groove, and Hui Lie did not expect Zhang Xingshan's strength to be so powerful, and his left arm was directly scratched with a deep scar that could be seen in the bone.

"Ah......h

The Northern Barbarians are crazy when they see blood, this is not a rumor, let alone an exaggeration, the Northern Barbarian nomads, although the situation has changed to a certain extent after the founding of the country, but the barbarism in the bones cannot be changed, and the smell of blood is more likely to arouse the violence and murderous spirit in the bones of these people.

Hui Lie pulled out the nine-ring broadsword and slashed down, this knife vowed to cut Zhang Xingshan in half.

Zhang Xingshan hurriedly abandoned the gun and retreated, the big knife slashed the air again, the spear flew in the air, and after a snort, the tip of the gun stabbed directly into the wilderness under his feet.

Two knives, Hui Lie two knives to defeat Zhang Xingshan, which shocked Zhang Xingshan, but also made the soldiers of the Beidi Army at the head of the city sweat for their general.

"Drink." The big knife rose again, and the nine rings rang out, and it was like shaking the ground.

Zhang Xingshan's whole body aura condensed in front of him, and he swung out a punch, and then the big knife slashed down, but it didn't stop it in the slightest.

Everyone thought that when this knife was going to cut Zhang Xingshan in half, a red glow slashed, like a meteor moving the ground, and rushed straight towards Hui Lie, Hui Lie only felt a chill in his back, this knife went down, Zhang Xingshan could be killed, but he would also be pierced through the chest, and the soul of the dead under this knife would be buried, and after weighing the pros and cons, Hui Lie instantly pulled out the knife, the nine-ring knife was blocked in front of him, the red light flashed, knocked down the nine-ring knife, and constantly made a crackling sound, and waited until the true qi dissipated. Hui Lie fully exited 100 meters.

And that red light was just an ordinary arrow.

Zhang Xingshan's forehead was covered with cold sweat, just death was just a stone's throw away from him, when he looked closely, a crimson flag slowly rose, engraved with the word "north", and next to the crimson flag was a black flag symbolizing Dafeng, which was printed with the word "Feng".

A roar that shook the sky sounded, "I am Yan Ziyue, the general of Zhenbei, and you don't retreat quickly." ”

An angry roar made Hui Lie's pupils shrink, "How could it be him......"

Xu Ziqian of Xiangzhou, Yan Ziyue of Dingzhou, and the monk of Jingzhou Beidi, the three of them are called the three tigers of the Dafeng border, Yan Ziyue is good at using a bow and crossbow, a mountain tiger gall bow has the power of 30,000 stones, once a hard bow retreats from the enemy for 3,000 miles, famous inside and outside, and was named the general of Zhenbei by Gao Zhen, you must know that Gongsun Changfeng is also the general of Zhennan.

At the same time, Yan Ziyue's status in the Northland Army was second only to the Confucian general Qi Xi.

Seeing Yan Ziyue's army coming, the soldiers of the Pingjiaoguan army shouted Long live the Northland Army, long live General Yan, and Qin Feng, who was on Yan Ziyue's side, heard it, for some reason, he felt uncomfortable.