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November frosts. Depression is sweeping the north and south shores. The winter wind is full of blows. To be slowed down, the single plum still stands on the White Xi Mountain. Laugh and talk about the enemy. Thousands of troops and hundreds of generals were in confusion. The retired soldiers are happy all over the world. Looking back, the white-haired flag sealed the wolf pass.

"Kill!" the roar of rage resounded through the sky, and those who were too close to each other would only feel as if they had heard the roar of a dragon.

The enemy's attack momentum was also extremely vigorous, braving the rain of arrows and rushing to the city, and these soldiers showed unprecedented eagerness and excitement for the war.

Di Qing has been silently watching the enemy's every move on the battlefield, and the courage and spirit of not being afraid of death of the Liao soldiers really impressed him.

It's just that this time the enemy's momentum is more powerful than when he fought against the Liao army in the past few years.

In the past, although they were brave, they still knew that there was some fear in the face of death, but this time they seemed to know what death was, and only knew how to rush forward.

Although it has been repulsed twice, this third time the impact is still so strong.

Di Qing turned around and asked the lieutenant general beside him, "How much is left of the Rolling Wood Thunder Stone?"

The adjutant replied respectfully: "Only three-tenths of the original remain." ”

Di Qing bowed slightly, his eyes narrowed slightly, looking at the battlefield below, at this time, suddenly there was a huge noise, looking up at several huge siege ladders, slowly advancing towards the city wall, Di Qing frowned slightly, once this big guy leaned in, it was extremely difficult to deal with.

Immediately after that, everyone pointed their bows and arrows at the person pushing the siege ladder, and the enemies fell in waves, and then new enemies rushed forward and continued to push forward.

As they got closer and closer, a siege ladder was finally built on top of the tower, and the enemy rushed up to kill them.

Di Qing didn't give the enemy time to think about it at all, and as soon as he lifted the gun in his hand on tiptoe, the whole person had already swept to the top of the cloud ladder.

As the saying goes, one general can defeat a million soldiers, and there is a limit on the cloud ladder, at most seven or eight people can move forward at the same time, Di Qing alone makes all the enemies on the entire cloud body completely unable to get down.

Even if the enemy rushed forward frantically, frantically trying to kill Di Qing, it was useless, and the people of this cloud ladder could not go up to the city at all.

Di Qing suddenly shouted: "Blow this up for me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he threw something with fire from behind him.

The moment Di Qing saw this thing thrown up, he jumped directly on top of the city and knocked down two soldiers.

Immediately after that, there was an explosion behind him, and most of the ladder was directly blown off.

Although Dickey had destroyed the ladder alone, the other four of the enemy had already been erected.

Di Qing didn't panic at all, took a step back and said loudly: "I'll leave it to you!" As soon as the words fell, there were several ghost-like figures, and they jumped down from mid-air, although there were only a dozen people, but the nearly 100 Liao soldiers who rushed up couldn't escape from their palms at all, these people were all first-class good hands in the rivers and lakes, and every one of them could be a vanguard general on the battlefield.

Even enemy generals have to be careful when they come across them, let alone a few soldiers.

The third group of attacks was finally repulsed, Di Qing's armor was stained with blood, and his eyes were still slightly squinted, looking at the enemy encamped in the distance.

The third attack has already made them so embarrassed, and tomorrow there will be three more attacks I'm afraid that the bow and arrows will be completely gone.

There are still the last 10,000 people who have not yet arrived on the battlefield, but even if these 10,000 people come, it is impossible to completely turn the tide of the battle.

In fact, sometimes he is also thinking about what he is fighting for, is he for this Great Song, is this mediocre Great Song?

The soldiers in front fought bloodily there, and the emperor in the harem, the big bureaucrats, held their concubines and chaotic in the harem.

Although His Majesty is still wise, it is impossible to dig into these systems fundamentally, and if the emperor remains unchanged, these problems must exist.

Di Qing thought quietly, the enemy's bonfire was very bright, even if it was far away, it was clearly visible.

Suddenly, Di Qing said to the adjutant general: "Immediately gather five hundred elite cavalry, and you will take them from the back of the mountain to the rear of the enemy army, and carry out a sneak attack while they are tired, and then return immediately, can you do it?" After speaking, the eyes stared at the deputy general.

The adjutant general respectfully knelt on one knee on the ground: "The last general obeys the order!"

Immediately after that, he ran down quickly, and saw that five hundred people had left the south city gate, but except for the guidance of a few soldiers guarding the city gate, no one knew the news.

Because each of the five hundred horsemen had a thick cloth tied to his legs, in other words, it was impossible for him to move even if he was trying to step on the ground.

If it was some lighter horses, they couldn't even make a slight sound, Di Qing silently stared ahead, waiting for the moment when the enemy's camp was in chaos.

Just as the adjutant general went out with the cavalry, Di Qing also quickly called all the soldiers, waiting for his order, about to launch a night sneak attack.

The reason why he didn't have a clear order to attack was that he was guessing that the enemy was not stupid, maybe they were also planning a sneak attack at night, and they had to consider the possibility of being killed while killing the enemy.

As he expected, Xuanyuan also planned to carry out a sneak attack, but considering the attack and injuries on this day, and canceling this idea, he set up a sentry line all around.

And the troops were divided into three groups, two groups of sleeping, one group of patrolling, you must know that this group of people is full of tens of thousands.

However, at night, the torches did not have much of a line of sight, and they were touched by Di Qing's lieutenant when they didn't even feel anything.

Immediately after that, the sound of shouting and killing rose into the sky, but the sound was not as loud as imagined, and it did not even play the entire army riot as imagined.

Di Qing raised his head and sighed heavily, it seemed that the enemy had already prepared, and this sneak attack was indeed a little hasty.

However, the five hundred he sent out were all elites, and at least some of them could come back.

When they had just rushed in to kill ten of their own people, the tens of thousands of people who had not rested were killed in an instant.

The leader was a young man, who had once competed with Duguxue in the Pinching Water Temple, and at this moment he was leading these people to rush towards the five hundred people who were sneaking in.

After seeing the number of people in general, the young man frowned slightly, and shouted to the people behind him, "Only a thousand people!" In his eyes, this was barely fair.

After a battle with the enemy, the lieutenant found that he had hit the enemy's trap, and he knew that he could not achieve much this time.

After rushing and killing for half an hour to no avail, the lieutenant general shouted loudly: "Everyone is towards one point, be sure to rush out!" One of the generals who roared the enemy said with a smile: "The last general will go and arrest them!"

Immediately after riding a high-headed horse, he chased all the way, and a fine martial artist beside him turned his head back and said to the adjutant: "The general is going to leave this person, the end will come!" As soon as the words fell, without waiting for the adjutant general to nod in agreement, he directly turned the horse's head to meet the person who rushed over.

When the enemy general saw the person in front of him, he laughed loudly and asked, "Who is the young general, the immortal and nameless ghost under the sword!"

The man didn't answer him at all, but rode his horse and stabbed him with a single shot.

When the enemy general saw this scene, he no longer talked nonsense, and the big knife in his hand was directly slashed over, and the two of them quickly fought.

The two of them didn't hit each other for several rounds in a row, but at this time, the enemy general was an older generation of generals after all, and he had more combat experience, so he deliberately played a flaw.

The young general didn't know it, mistakenly thinking that he had caught the enemy's weakness, and his backhand was a shot, and he was fast and hateful, and tried to kill him with one shot.

At this critical moment, he didn't expect the enemy to slide a sideways gun into his chest dangerously, and this knife slashed directly into the young general's ribs.

The young general knew that the speed was too fast, and it was impossible for him to dodge, so he didn't even dodge, and as soon as he let go, he threw away the gun in his hand, and pulled out the long sword on his waist, and the enemy general's knife was directly cut into his flesh, he only felt a flower in front of him, but with his willpower he forced this sword, and was about to see his own successful blow, laughing but didn't expect that the young general in front of him could still stab a sword.

Before he could dodge, he was impaled in the chest, and both fell from their horses at the same time.

The young general spat blood in his mouth, covered his ribs with his hands, looked up at the sky, struggled a few times, and there was no movement, the last time he appeared in his mind, his family and the scenes on the battlefield.

After the adjutant general broke out of the enemy's encirclement, the hat on his head suddenly fell to the ground, he slowly turned his head, his blood-stained face was full of sadness, this hat was given to him by the young general before.

At this moment, this thing fell by itself, which means that its owner has fallen, his eyes can't help but moisten, and the picture in his mind flashes back quickly, but he didn't dare to immerse himself in sadness, but quickly led people to rush over.

His right hand slowly wiped the tears from his eyes, and he glanced behind him one last time, knowing that the brother would not come back.

After all, it was cavalry, and the speed was also fast, and it was caused by leaving a few steps ahead of the enemy, even if the enemy wanted to send cavalry to chase and kill, it would be too late.

The young man waved his hand at everyone and said, "You can rest tonight, just let them escape if a few enemies escape, don't worry too much." ”

When all the soldiers heard this, they all laughed and clapped their hands, and then they were interrupted by the young man waving his hand: "Everyone else is resting, so you can go and rest quietly." ”

The deputy general finally ran back from the south gate with someone, and knelt in front of Di Qing in some embarrassment, his face was covered with blood, his mouth was slightly open, and he didn't say a word.

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