The army traveled hundreds of miles in one day, and finally arrived at the Giant Spirit Pass on the tenth day.

Juling Pass is known as the first pass in the world, which was built in the ninety-first year of the Rui National Calendar, and has been repaired many times after that, and is extremely solid.

It is located at the entrance of the north-facing side of the Juling Mountain Range, connecting the Great Wall that winds down on the ridge of Julong Mountain in the west, and the cliff of Lingyun Mountain on the shore of the sea in the east, stretching for thirteen miles from east to west. Viewed from above, the Giant Spirit Pass is like a giant lock tucked between two mountains, guarding the only passage for the northern nomads to invade the Central Plains.

The city wall of Juling Pass is as high as seven zhang and about four zhang thick, and the city defense crossbows with great lethality are all over it. In addition to the city defense crossbow, there are a variety of defense facilities and defensive buildings on the city wall, such as stone throwers, giant trebuchets, and arrow towers.

In addition, in order to facilitate the soldiers in the city to take the initiative to attack, the Djinn Pass also has twelve elaborate gates. In wartime, you can choose the opportunity to open one or more of them, and close them as soon as your cavalry is exhausted, which can be said to be suitable for both offense and defense.

Mo Cong slowly entered the city with the queue of the army, and he heard Lei Bao introduce that the towering cliff on the east side of the city wall turned out to be Lingyun Mountain, and he couldn't help but feel a strange feeling in his heart.

He has lived in Lingyun Mountain for more than ten years, and he didn't expect that under the cloudy cliff on weekdays, there would be something else.

He looked up at the depths of the white clouds, recalling the past events on Lingyun Mountain.

More than four months ago, I was still practicing on the top of the mountain.

In the blink of an eye, he came to the bottom of the cliff to defend his family and country.

The Lingyun Mountain in front of you is still the Lingyun Mountain,

The old man, Mo Xiao, Mo Min, and himself, are no longer on the mountain.

Thinking of this, Mo Cong couldn't help but sigh, and there was an illusion in his heart that he was like a world away.

He rode his horse, thinking as he went.

The 100,000 troops of the left guard lined up in five queues to enter the pass from the five gates of the city wall at the back of the Juling Pass, the five queues were like five long black snakes, and the vanguard had already entered the city, but the tail was still several miles away.

Mo Cong was in the middle of the team, and when he was far away, he heard the sound of shouting and killing, and the ear-wrenching "squeak" of the city defense crossbow and trebuchet was even more squeaky.

There was a disgusting smell in the air, which, according to the veterans, was the legendary stench of corpses.

"Luckily, it's winter and the smell isn't too heavy. If it's summer, hehe, it's even more unbearable. A newly appointed small flag officer introduced to the new recruits under him.

The smell of corpses, the smell of death.

The atmosphere of war suddenly hung over everyone's hearts. Some of the recruits were shaking, their teeth chattering. I don't know if it's excitement or fear. Mo Cong couldn't say that he was nervous or scared, but he was also faintly uncomfortable.

After all, he was also a rookie and had no battlefield experience to speak of.

It took almost a stick of incense to work, and all the 100,000 troops entered the Giant Spirit Pass. A one-eyed general came with a limp to settle the crowd.

"Lord Tan, how is the battle?" asked Thunder Leopard eagerly as he jumped off his horse.

"Haha, I'm glad you guys came over. The one-eyed general grinned, but his smile was flat and desolate, without any hint of joy. "Leopard, our enemy is very evil this time, and many siege weapons are the first time I have seen them. Our army's city defense is under great pressure, and you may not be able to rest for long before you are about to go to battle. ”

"Hey, hey, you'll see. We're going to beat him up right away, and we're going to make sure it's a lot less stressful for you. Lei Leopard laughed.

The defensive line of the Northern Route Army was too long, and it was impossible to blindly hide on the city wall and shoot crossbows and arrows during the battle. As the saying goes, offense is the best defense, sometimes seize the opportunity to let your cavalry go out to attack and disturb the enemy's siege troops, and combine with the attack and defense of the defenders on the city wall, the effect is much better than blindly defending, and the defensive pressure will be much less.

The Northern Route Army was the main defender, and the Central Army was the main attack. This is the consistent routine of the two armies when they are fighting together. The two sides have been working together for centuries.

"Hey!" The one-eyed general's eyes were like lightning, he glanced at the large proportion of recruits, sighed softly, and said: "The original Ninth Battalion of the Left Guard, the dead and wounded in the past year, now there are less than 60,000 people who can fight on horseback. I think... Or you veterans may be more reliable to work with. So, I'll bring them over and merge them into your ranks for the time being, and fight with you, what do you think?"

"That's for the best, of course. Thunder Leopard nodded happily.

The current situation is that the old Ninth Battalion has no generals, but the new Ninth Battalion is full of new soldiers, and if the two can really be merged, it would indeed be better.

Several other generals, including He Ming, also fully agreed with this opinion.

"Alright, I'll arrange it now. The one-eyed general nodded, limping away.

"Uncle!" suddenly someone in the leopard camp shouted.

The one-eyed general looked back and grinned. "Xingyu is also here? haha, I haven't seen you for a few months, and you have become the general flag. Well, yes, yes, worthy of being the descendants of our old Tan family. He looked at Tan Xingyu, who was heroic in the leopard camp, and praised him.

In the Swiss Army, officers of different ranks wear different types of armor, and experienced people can recognize the opponent's military rank and identity at first glance by the appearance of the armor.

"Are the eldest brother and the second brother okay?" Tan Xingyu took a step forward, kindly held the one-eyed general's arm, and asked.

"Your eldest brother is a little injured, but your second brother is fine. They're all on the city wall at the moment, hehe, when you come back from the battle, let's have a good reunion as a family in the evening. The one-eyed general patted Tan Xingyu on the shoulder, "Hey, boy, I'll go out and him in a while, and Uncle will give you a watch on the enemy's battlefield." Remember, you must not embarrass our old Tan family. ”

"Yes, uncle!" Tan Xingyu straightened up and replied loudly.

The one-eyed general said no more, dragging a lame leg and turning away. Although his legs and feet are inconvenient, his movements are faster than normal people, and he is a few feet away in the blink of an eye. Those who had not seen his body were stunned.

"This adult is Tan Ying, the deputy commander of the Northern Route Army, and Tan Xingyu's uncle. Lei Leopard saw that Mo Cong seemed to be very curious about the one-eyed general, so he opened his mouth and introduced.

"Oh, I see. Mo Cong nodded.

The work was not large, the sound of horses' hooves, and a group of cavalry rushed to the front, which was the original Left Guard Ninth Battalion, which had been incorporated into the Northern Route Army a few months earlier.

"Oh, you kid, I haven't seen you for a few months, and you're already in the middle flag?"

"Chu Ying, are you the general flag?"

......

When old comrades-in-arms see each other, they naturally inevitably have many greetings. A group of people hugged and hugged, thrashed and beaten, but what was talked about the most was the change in the identity of the original big-headed soldiers of the Third Guard Battalion.

Everyone is a soldier, but their fates are different.

A few months ago, the imperial court ordered that more than 60,000 survivors of the original Ninth Battalion of the Left Guard should be assigned to the Northern Route Army on the spot.

In the third battalion of the left guard, more than one-third of the veterans have already become officers.

Everyone talked for a long time and sighed.

"You say, we are all working for the country, and we all have a head pinned to the waistband of our trousers, but why is the difference so big?" a veteran of the former Left Guard Ninth Battalion sighed, tears streaming down his cheeks.

These people are all iron-clad men, they know that they will never have the opportunity to serve as officers in their lives, but they still fight on the battlefield for the imperial court as always, and stick to the north gate of the motherland for the people of Rui.

He Ming and other generals understood the pain in their hearts, but they didn't know how to comfort them, and this topic was originally very taboo in the imperial court, so the atmosphere was a little heavy for a while.

Mo Cong was in the middle of it, listening to these veterans communicating word by word, and he understood a little more about the causes and consequences of some things.