Pan Shuang was invited to Beigu before the festival, and then went to the horse farm with Zhenyuan, selected war horses for his 10,000 pro-army, and practiced in Beigu Beicheng, there was no war in Beiliang, so Zhenyuan suggested that 10,000 pro-troops in Beiliang would practice with the iron-clad army every day, and would not return for the time being, and the two agreed that Pan Lang would marry Li Qingluan on the sixth day of the first month of February, and then 10,000 pro-troops would serve as escorts and return to Beiliang with the newcomers.

On the second day of the second month of February, the dragon raised his head, it was a good day, the weather in the customs became warmer, but the Central Plains martial arts ushered in a catastrophe, the outside of the customs was still sluggish, the snow was like silk, Li Zhenyuan sat alone in the city to guard the mansion, thinking of what the secret letter said, secretly thinking that what should come will always come. Pan Shuang's father and son arrived as promised, and brought Pan Lang to the next appointment, and the greeting team stretched for ten miles, and the joy was extraordinary.

The banquet was set up early, and there were all kinds of humps, bear's paws, deer lips, and goose wings in Saibei, and everyone pushed the cup to change the lamp until late at night, and when the entourage dispersed, Zhenyuan invited Pan Shuang into the inner room alone to taste tea.

"Brother Pan, do you know that the Holy Expedition will not be able to afford to get sick on the way back"?

"I heard that one or two, I heard that His Royal Highness the King of Jin went back to Beijing to serve the illness first, and it seems that he has inherited the unification, and the strange thing is that the new emperor ascended the throne, but there is no will to send it to the border pass, and I heard that the first prince is nowhere to be found, and the government and the wild are boiling."

"Brother Pan, you and I have known each other for more than ten years, and we have long been friends with each other, and the younger brother has always been interested in climbing the noble mansion and marrying children and daughters.

"Donate your body to go to the country!" Pan Shuang tapped the desk and said firmly.

"Okay, I am willing to go to the national disaster with my brother", Zhenyuan took out the golden paint secret letter from his arms and handed it to Pan Shuang, "Brother Pan, it is inconvenient for my brother to say it before the festival, and he has spoken many times to probe each other, and he also sent someone to Beiliang to investigate, to confirm that there is indeed no envoy to visit Beiliang, before he dares to show this secret letter, I estimate that Hu Qi will come soon." Zhenyuan looked at Pan Shuang's reading of the secret letter, and was surprised, it didn't seem to be a fake.

"Hou Ye, rest assured, since we have become children and daughters, and the Pan family has received holy grace, we will never lose each other. ”

At noon the next day, Zhenyuan and Pan Shuang put aside the matter of welcoming relatives and discussed the strategy of defending against the enemy, and a crisp and sharp shout came from outside the house: "The holy decree has arrived, and Li Zhenyuan, the marquis of Zhenbei, has received the decree."

"Fengtian carries the emperor, and the edict says: The first emperor collapsed suddenly, returned to the five elements, I inherited the emperor's life, the saints' Hongxiu, and the last order of the emperor of Daxing. The civil and military ministers inside and outside the country, as well as the elderly soldiers and civilians, combined words to persuade them to advance, but as for repeatedly, they refused to get it. Looking up to the eyes of the Xuan, looking down on the heart of billions of trillions, the destiny of heaven cannot be flooded for a long time, and Chen Ji cannot be temporary. Then forced the group to discuss and gave a big gift. is obscene and moral, and is entrusted to Zhaomin. Li Zhenyuan, the Marquis of Zhenbei, has been alone in Sheji for more than ten years, has made outstanding achievements, and has been promoted to the Duke of Zhenguo.

"General Pan, the slave maid has just come from Beiliangguan, and there is another holy decree for you, so that you can hand over the holy decree to Pan Shuang with a smile.

Zhenyuan and Pan Shuang's eyes met, it seemed that the new emperor couldn't hold back, and finally launched it at the beginning of spring, "Dawei has finally changed the sky", the two brothers glanced at each other and sighed secretly.

"The Angel Post House will take a break, wait for me to prepare a thin wine, and wash the dust for the angel," Zhenyuan waved his hand, and a family would already send a tray, gold and jade, so dazzling.

"Thank you for your love, congratulations to the slave," he took it with a smile and went to the post house to rest.

"Report ........ , General Brahma Maha scouted the message, a hundred miles northwest of the city, there is an enemy attacking."

"Report ........, General Li Xiaozheng scouted and summoned the news, a hundred miles northeast of the city, and the enemy is coming."

"Report ........., on the north bank of the Soyu River, there are enemy horses. ”

Li Zhenyuan and Pan Shuang stretched out their right hands and shook them, "It's a coincidence, it's so fast, and I have the same enmity with my son."

"Come, Gongzi will immediately return to Beiliang to summon General Guo, the northern chieftain Koubian, the whole army is on alert, and come to help when you see the order," Pan Shuang turned his head and ordered, and the Beiliang scout immediately informed Pan Lang, Pegasus went south, and the originally joyful welcoming team immediately became a wartime scout.

"Beat the drum and send the message, the three armies are on alert, raise the wolf smoke, notify the two battalions on the left and right in the north of the city to prepare for battle, the scouts go out of the north gate, and another hundred people, keep an eye on the post house, so that if there is any abnormal movement, there will be no forgiveness for killing", Zhenyuan ordered to hang on the horse with Pan Shuang, and went straight to the north outer city wall along the horse road.

Zhenyuan climbed the arrow tower of Beiguan, and saw the enemy riding all over the mountains and fields, afraid that there would be hundreds of thousands of people? It seems that the Hu people outside the Guanwai have really abandoned their previous suspicions, and have already formed an alliance, striving to complete their work in one battle and swallow the lonely city.

"Order, Fanjia brothers, fight and retreat twenty miles, filial piety, filial piety and fight and retreat ten miles, assemble ten miles north of the city, beat drums, open the middle gate, and the Chinese army will go out. ”

Originally, the outer city of the North Lonely City resembles the word "mountain", three gates in the north, one gate in the south, the east and west are built according to the mountain, the city wall of the north city can divide the enemy into three parts, and the soldiers in the city can return to the left and right, which is very ingenious.

"Woo, woo, woo", the horns sounded in unison, and the 40,000 iron-clad troops had already exchanged hands with the enemy's forwards, "kill", for a while, the yellow dust in the north of the city went straight to the sky, the earth trembled, the arrows were like locusts, and tens of thousands of iron horsemen collided together, and suddenly the halberds and war knives all greeted the opponent.

"War drums, quick strikes," the thousand-faced giant drum in Beicheng sounded three long and two short drums, which made people's blood boil, and the war horses were restless.

Seeing that the enemy cavalry was gradually converging, "the Chinese army of 20,000 responded, spears and halberds resisted the enemy, do not fall in love with battle, and open the formation."

As soon as the horn sounded, the 20,000 iron-clad Chinese soldiers had already wanted to jump, shouting "ho" in unison, slowly urging the horses, waiting for the horses to gradually equalize, the formation was brought together, and they shouted "ho, ho", suddenly raising the speed of the horses, and suddenly castrated like electricity, "cracking", 20,000 Chinese troops drank "cracking", and the war drums at the head of the city immediately became two long and two short, rapid and powerful.

The 40,000-strong former army strangled and moved sideways to the east and west, curved back to defense, and fought and retreated, leaving room for the Chinese army that was gaining momentum to sprint.

"Gun," 20,000 spears rained down, thousands of Turkic pioneers fell like wheat, Hu rode at great speed, and just saw the outline of the long halberd in the left hand of the ironclad army, he was pierced through the skull by a sharp spear.

"Gun," the second round of spears accompanied like a shadow, and it was another round of gun rain, and the pursuing Hu cavalry formation suddenly stagnated, and fell down, and then, the three-edged halberd of the iron-clad army, even picking and chopping, with the galloping horse, an inch long and an inch strong, where it passed, the stumps were everywhere, like the wind and clouds.

"Bang, bang", the head of the city is singing, "receive", Li Qingxiao, the commander of the Chinese army, shouted, and then passed ten, ten and hundred, until 10,000 people drank "receive", and the sound ran through the three armies, and the Chinese army suddenly stationed on the horse.

"Bow", when retreating, bows and arrows were fired together, 60,000 iron clothes converged, returned to the horse formation, Zhenyuan and Pan Shuang were fully armed, walked down the arrow tower, and went out of the city to resist the enemy.

"Please speak in front of the Khan", Zhenyuan said, and the three armies shouted together, and the momentum was majestic.

Hu rode out more than a dozen horses, stopped outside the arrow range, Zhenyuan, Pan Shuang, Qingxiao and other five horsemen stepped forward without timidity.

I saw that the Turkic Khan Mohelu, the Rouran Khan Daman, and the Tatar Khan Asmo were all in the array, and neither side was equipped with a sword.

"The three khans are fine, the north is lonely and the city is lonely, and Zhenyuan is terrified", Zhenyuan arched his hand.

"Li Zhenyuan, our grassland is attacked by you every year, and we have long wanted to kill your head and drink, rob your cattle and sheep for the winter, don't mess with Ben Khan", Mo He shouted as soon as he shook his beard, "Our three tribes have formed an alliance and pushed me to be the king of Khan, and in the future we will be like brothers in a family, with women to rob together, meat to eat together, and dogs to fight together, just you who are broken iron and copper, will soon be trampled to death by the grassland warriors under the horse", haha.

"Yes, that's right," the other two chimed in.

"The iron-clad army marched north only for self-protection, and every year they sent the goods of Tatar and Rouran to Wang Khan, at this time Wang Khan had made it clear to Rouran and Tatar that if the Khan did not go south to plunder, we would not go north, I could agree with the three of them, as long as the king's tent retreated for a hundred miles, Hu rode no more than Tiele, and my 100,000 ironclad clothes would not go north to attack and disturb, and the northern grassland would be disposed of.

"Jokes, you don't have to provoke, now we have an army of 300,000, you are only more than 100,000 people, why tell us about the conditions, in this way, you first prepare 300 beauties, 1,000 jars of good wine, 10,000 stones of grain and grass, 10,000 taels of gold, and send them to the king's account within three days, this Khan can still be considered", Mo He was fearless.

"Haha, Brother Pan, what do you think?" Zhenyuan looked at Pan Shuang with a smile.

"Give, of course, I'll give him a big mallet, haha", Pan Shuang and Zhenyuan hit each other with both palms.

"In that case, let the horses fight," Zhenyuan and the others did not wait for an answer, and turned their horses around.

"Beiliang warriors, let the iron-clad army see the military soul of my Beiliang army," Pan Shuang turned around and shouted at his 10,000 personal guards, all of whom were newly equipped with war horses and armor.

"Dashuai, let me his mother first," the big stick mallet took the lead, holding high the iron-toothed wolf tooth giant stick, and led a team of 1,000 people to soar out like a hurricane, "Heyha, heyha."

The Tatars were on the right flank, and suddenly a thousand-man team under Asmo came up, and the first confrontation of the battle formation was the most morale-boosting, so the thousand-man melee would not be helped by others.

The two sides galloped in each other's directions, and before they reached the distance of the arrow, they fired a round of arrows at the same time, and when the Tatars quickly drew the second arrow, the Northern Liang army had already drawn their swords. The Tatars were surprised to find that more than 200 of them had fallen, while the Northern Liang army had only a few sporadically fallen.

It turned out that this Beiliang pro-army was Pan Shuang's internal army, the elite of the elite of the Beiliang army, with a bow and two arrows when shooting, heavy armor all over the body, and the face was covered with an iron mask, leaving only a pair of eyes, which was a veritable heavy armor elite horseman.

"Brother Zhenyuan, this iron cavalry was inspired by your warriors' double swords to resist the enemy after the battle of the snowy night of that year, I spent a lot of money to build, this army is equipped with two iron swords, one long and one short, not dull after a long battle, heavy armor all over the body, ordinary arrows are difficult to hurt, let these northern chiefs try it today," Pan Shuang laughed.

Sure enough, Zhou Dabang led the heavily armored Beiliang army to fight around, the iron-toothed mace was full of blood and brain, and the thousand-man team all set aside double knives, short on the left and long on the right, wantonly stabbing and stabbing, and soon formed a one-sided slaughter, and the heavy armored cavalry was a team of ten people, and the ten teams formed a small phalanx, always maintaining a formation.

The iron-clad army saw that his companions were brave, and the long knife hit the chest, "the Great Wei is mighty, the Great Wei is mighty", the momentum is like a rainbow, the first battle is completely victorious, and the morale has reached its peak.

The fighter plane was fleeting, Zhenyuan's long knife was raised, and the Chinese army's 20,000 "cones, hits", Qingxiao shouted, "cones", and a sharp cone broke out of the formation.

"20,000 left troops, one word array, strike", Yuan Suli pointed at his long knife, and the first echelon of 5,000 people went away, and then the three teams followed, giving full play to the advantages of the echelon rush.

"20,000 right troops, one word formation, attack", Gao Che Yu halberd knocked, divided into four echelons to attack.

"Come on, leave 10,000 foot soldiers in the city to defend the south gate, spread the news of fireworks, and transfer the south gate guard Zhou Renguishuai to reinforce the north gate with the whole city's elite cavalry. ”

"Ordered the defenders of the northern city, the enemy cavalry entered the attack range of the crossbow bed, did not hesitate to shoot arrows, shot with all their might, and the same was true for the return cannon and trebuchet, condescendingly, attacking the elite cavalry behind the enemy. Zhenyuan gave orders again and again, and the field immediately boiled.

"Brother Pan, the Beiliang heavy armor is a sharp weapon, but the armor is too heavy and it is not durable to fight for a long time, so I ask my brother to kill the Chinese army in iron clothes after several rounds of killing, when the ghost guards under the banner of the Turkic king are dispatched, the whole army will assault, and the Chinese army will go straight to the Turkic king's banner, how about it?"

"Okay," Pan Shuang turned his head, "stick mallet, line up, listen to Li Shuai's orders."

Li Qingxiao led the Chinese army alone, took the lead in connecting with the Turkic army, the Turkic Chinese army of 150,000 people, lined up into ten phalanxes, in order to save combat power, Li Qingxiao gave full play to the advantages of the well-equipped Chinese army, three birch javelins to open the way, ten strong crossbows to shoot, 60,000 spears, 200,000 iron arrows to pull out the mountain and reclaim the sea to directly kill the Turkic 10,000 people, the momentum of the iron-clad army burned to the peak.

The iron-clad soldiers are covered with armor, the Turks only wear leather armor in addition to the generals, Qingxiao knows that the Turks are numerous, and it is not suitable to fight at the beginning, so they shout again and again, relying on the conical formation, hanging the crossbow and drawing the bow, and constantly slightening the formation with the iron tire hard bow, shooting the enemy, although the Turkic bow and arrow are strong, how can the whole army in iron clothes wear armor, and the defense is very good.

Mo Helu was shocked to see that the ironclad army slaughtered 10,000 elites of his own side at the cost of dozens of people, and was amazed that the ironclad army was well-equipped.

"Duji, quickly take your brothers, lead a team of 50,000 people, outflank them in a roundabout way, suppress them with a strong bow, lead them into the encirclement, and stew this group of barbarians in one pot," Mo Helu hurriedly arranged for the eldest son.

"Gotta be done, father Khan," the ugly and fierce Duji stepped on his horse, shouted to a few brothers, and led the team to prepare for the siege.

The left army Yuan Suli ushered in the Rouran Iron Cavalry, except for the first echelon with a round of strong crossbows, three rounds of arrows to open the way, the other echelons are holding halberds with both hands, lying on the horse, Yuan Suli is in the second echelon, after the first team of three rounds of arrows, shouted: "Wrong" The first echelon took the opportunity to put down the iron bow, drew the long knife, took off the iron shield, and the shield struck the knife, rushed forward, and exchanged hands with the soft enemy cavalry who had missed the long halberd, and the long knife harvested their lives, and the battle array was like a meat grinder, constantly strangling the soldiers on both sides.

The right army's high feather tactics are similar to those of the left army, against the Tatar cavalry, but the high feather is fierce and tall, the first soldier, after a round of crossbow arrows, he does not ask about the formation, directly to meet him, relying on the sharpness and endurance of the iron-clad army, the wheel-like fight, the halberd is waved like the wind, the high split flat thorn, like a killing god.

Li Qingxiao felt that the pressure was getting bigger and bigger, most of the arrows were consumed, and in the face of hundreds of thousands of Turkic elite cavalry, an encirclement was about to be formed.

"Rush," 20,000 iron clothes with iron shields to protect their heads and faces, raised out of the narrow war knife, "bang" a loud sound, the iron cavalry in the front row bumped into the Turks, the war horses collided with each other, the knives came and went, the first row of soldiers puffed out of the dazzling blood mist, with the mourning of the horses and the roar of anger, the two armies were short to fight, fighting for courage, blood, morale, the morale of the iron-clad army was high, fighting for the defense of the land, angry and angry, working neatly, the shield blocked the knife split, only injured the vital point, in order to kill the enemy, the courage is unmatched.

The two Turkic phalanxes in front were suddenly cut down, the Turkic rear army began to urge the horses, the banner of Prince Duji has been seen, and the formation of outflanking is basically formed, and the 20,000 ironclad Chinese troops will be surrounded and annihilated.

"Boom, boom, bang, bang" loud sound one after another, the original crossbow bed at the head of the city of Beicheng was launched when the Turkic rear army urged the horse, just entered the crossbow bed and the long-range attack range of the catapult, the crossbow bed is a crossbow ten arrows, the arrow shaft is as thick as a child's arm, the arrow is like a sharp axe, a arrow is shot out, killing more than a dozen people in a row, the catapult is an iron egg wrapped in saltpeter, coated with fuel, the ground bursts, killing and injuring more than a dozen people.

Although the weapons of the northern city are not weapons of large-scale destruction, but the momentum is amazing, giving the Turks and war horses a great intimidation, many Turkic war horses suddenly heard a loud noise, the fire was hot, and suddenly became a frightened bird, and a hundred horses bombed the camp, causing a phalanx to be chaotic because of the bombing of the camp.

Li Qingxiao was surrounded and couldn't get out, at this time, he saw the right time, the long knife pointed, and the whole team continued to rush north to kill, the whole army generally blew through the phalanx of the bombing camp, the long knife cut the neck, or through the chest, leaving the 50,000 people of the Duji brothers screaming and tailing behind, Qingxiao rushed towards the Turkic king's banner, desperately rushed, and there were people intercepting and killing all the way, but the iron-clad army could not stop, there were heavy soldiers everywhere, once stopped, the iron cavalry lost its mobility advantage, and immediately fell into a heavy encirclement.

"Woo woo, woo woo", 20,000 horsemen rushed out of the north lonely city, Zhou Guiren led the army towards the Turkic phalanx, forming a formation of iron-clad army and Turkic staggered attack, Zhou Guiren this army in order to kill the enemy, followed the tactics of the Ele people, the whole army is armed with double knives, left and right rotation, do not avoid the flow of arrows, in order to kill more enemy chieftains in the short handover, 20,000 iron clothes adorned with the phalanx of the Ji Ji fight, the Ji army is in a dilemma, and the rhythm of pursuing Li Qingxiao slows down slightly.

At this time, the war drums at the head of the North Lonely City came from three consecutive short drum beats, dense and urgent, and the horn sounded for a long time.

When Li Qingxiao heard this, he suddenly turned his horse's head, rushed back, and killed Du Ji in the face of the attack, ignoring the Turks who came from the north.

Mo He panicked, and several people outflanked Li Qingxiao, but the 40,000 iron-clad army is currently only attacking the 10,000 troops of Du Ji in front and back, and Du Ji is the eldest son and his right-hand man, so there is no room for loss.

"Woo.... Woo....", the horn of the Turkic king's account sounded, and the guards who had been standing still moved, and the strongest war horse, known as the ghost of the steppe, brandished a bright scimitar and chased after Li Qingxiao.

Li Qingxiao heard the thunderous sound of iron hooves behind him, regardless of it, "Knife, hit," the iron-clad army urged the horse to gallop with all his might, Li Qingxiao's iron shield blocked a scimitar, and the long knife in his right hand easily bypassed a Turkic soldier, and a knife swept through Duji's fat body, and slashed through his neck, followed by an iron-clad soldier who dropped the shield in his left hand, and directly and easily took off Duji's head, like picking a flower, tied to the horse's head, and suddenly shot out of the cavity of Duji.

Li Qingxiao passed through Zhou Guiren's queue, "bow", turned around to shoot arrows, and the rain of arrows intercepted the Turks who came from the tail, Zhou Guiren took advantage of this wave of arrow rain, shouted "receive", and the whole army turned around and ran in the direction of the northern lonely city.

The ghost of the steppe was like a gust of wind, excellent equestrianism, and extremely fast pursuit, and soon crossed the other Turkic phalanxes and pursued towards the iron-clad Chinese army, and the arrows rained down, shooting down a large number of iron-clad troops.

At this time, there was a rapid horn sound from the direction of Beigucheng, and the heavy armored cavalry of Beiliang was finally dispatched, and Li Zhenyuan wanted to take advantage of Beiliang's 10,000 heavy armored iron cavalry to severely damage the most elite ghost iron cavalry of the Turks.

There are a total of 40,000 ghost riders, except for 10,000 Gongwei Wang Qi, the remaining 30,000 and the three square Turkic elite cavalry chase and kill at full speed, and Beiliang's 10,000 heavy armor is connected head-on, and the double swords are out, fighting and killing wantonly.

"Woo, woo," the horns sounded in unison, and then there was a long and short rapid drum sound from the giant drum at the head of the city, and the defenders at the head of the city shouted "Divide, hit".

Although Yuan Suli and Gao Cheyu fought the left and right wings, when they heard the signal of the trumpet and drum, they also shouted: "Divide, hit", the left and right wings immediately divided the troops, leaving 10,000 to continue to block Rouran and Tatar, and the remaining soldiers and horses were led by two commanders, and they also killed towards the Turkic Chinese army, Li Qingxiao and Zhou Guiren turned their horses around, faced the Turkic phalanx, and bit and strangled.

Li Zhenyuan held down Pan Shuang's hand, "Brother Pan, you quickly go to the Beiguan Arrow Tower, order the crossbow machine not to stop, and wait for the left and right wings that are blocked to be defeated, and immediately Mingjin, I will go to help Xiao'er." ”

Zhenyuan immediately staked all the remaining ironclad troops and vowed to deal a heavy blow to the Turkic Chinese army. Pan Shuang quickly climbed the city tower, closed the north three gates, and saw the iron-clad army on the left and right wings fighting to the death, not giving an inch, understanding that this was Li Zhenyuan to use the lives of the left and right 20,000 iron-clad troops to drag Rouran and Tatar to prevent the three tribes from converging, and then finish his work in one battle, strangled the most elite Chinese army of the Turks, this move is too bold, but it is indeed a clever move in a desperate situation, but it is a pity that the left and right 20,000 ironclad soldiers, I don't know how long it can last.

Li Zhenyuan led the last 20,000 iron-clad troops and the eldest son converged, 80,000 iron-clad and 10,000 Beiliang heavy-armored iron cavalry strangled 60,000 Turkic elite cavalry, the battlefield was boiling, swords, swords, halberds, axes, whips, hammers, flying all over the sky, the iron-clad army cooperated with the Beiliang heavy armored iron cavalry, all the way to intercept and kill, although the Beiliang army was not afraid of ordinary swords, but many of the ghost horses used heavy hammers and battle axes, and under the blunt attack, the Beiliang army also suffered heavy losses.

For a while, the stray arrows in the air and the giant arrows of the crossbow bed did not stop, intercepting the reinforcements in the rear of the Turks, and the 140,000 troops here were fighting, and the iron-clad army had a slight advantage.

After a long war, the advantages of the iron-clad army were obvious, the iron-clad army was brave, in addition to the bow and horse fast, but also in endurance, when the battle reached dusk, although the iron-clad army was scarred, it still fought like a knife, forming a one-sided slaughter, and the 60,000 Turkic Chinese army was almost completely killed.

At this time, the sound of "clang, clang, clang" came from the head of the city, the left wing was broken, the right wing was in danger, "retreat", the three armies followed the sound of the ringing gold, quickly retreated, and fought fiercely for a day, Rouran, Tatar, and Turks did not dare to pursue more, fearing that they would re-enter the urn.

In a bloody battle, there were only 300 cavalry left in the Beiliang heavy armor, all the 10,000 cavalry on the left wing of the iron-clad army who blocked Rouran were killed, more than 9,000 cavalry on the right wing to block the Tatars, about 20,000 Chinese troops were killed, and the wounded were not counted, Tie Moqi, Zhou Guiren, Li Xiaoxian, and Li Xiaozheng were all killed in battle, and Zhenyuan father and son were bloodied.

Li Zhenyuan retreated into the city, finished the count, and ascended to the head of the inner city, and the residents and clansmen of the whole city had already gathered, "Sons, the coalition army of the Hu tribe in Saibei is coming, known as 300,000, in the first battle today, our army killed 40,000 people, but they left more than 100,000 corpses, and the soul of the iron-clad army is still there. Soon there will be a more severe battle, the defenders of the city will all line up in the north city, and the enemy chieftain will fight to the death, all my people of the Ele tribe, please go out of the clan sword, go into battle to kill the enemy, there are those who are willing to fight the enemy with one heart, regardless of whether they are high or low, they are all regarded as iron-clad guards. ”

"Kill, kill, kill", the residents of the Ele tribe, regardless of old and young, went home and turned out the war knife, ten years of life in the city did not extinguish the re-burning battle blood, as if with the leader, and returned to the years of nomadic fighting, it was night, the entire North Lonely City was the sound of Huo Huo's knife sharpening.

"Angel, you have seen with your own eyes, non-Zhenyuan is unwilling to enter Beijing to see the driver, now the Hu coalition army is in Koubian, the war is tight, please Angel immediately enter the customs, return to Your Majesty, wait for the enemy chieftain to retreat slightly, Zhenyuan immediately enter Beijing to ask for guilt", Zhenyuan sent a messenger into the customs like a plague god.

The city guard mansion was brightly lit, and Zhenyuan called a son and a daughter, "Ah Xiao, you and I father and son are of the same heart, swearing to defend Beigu to the death, do you regret it?"

"Fight with my father, no regrets," Qingxiao kowtowed.

"You are the eldest son of the clan, and you are the leader of the iron-clad Chinese army, the battle array is not without you, and the father is expected to have the last stop soon, after this battle, our army wins, the Hu coalition army will retreat, and our army will be defeated, then the north will be alone," Zhenyuan sighed, if the first emperor is here, why should the northern chieftain be afraid.

"I am willing to fight to the death," Qingxiao and Qingluan both kowtowed.

"Ah Luan, the sixth day of the first month is a good day for you to get married, why is the war tight, you go to see Pan Shi's nephew later, and ask him to order someone to go to Beiliang to transfer troops quickly;

"Daddy, don't worry, my little brother has been sensible since he was a child, and our family will have a reunion," Qingluan held back tears, "Big brother, the battle is dangerous, you must pay attention to safety, you haven't found me a sister-in-law yet," Qingluan finished speaking, and couldn't hold back her tears anymore, and burst down the embankment.

For several days in a row, although the Hu coalition army attacked the city several times, they were all repelled by rolling stones, but they had no intention of retreating, and seemed to be afraid.

On this day, Guo Kaishan finally led 100,000 Beiliang troops to arrive and settled in Beigu, including 30,000 iron cavalry and 70,000 foot soldiers, and the strength of Beigucheng was greatly enhanced. Li Zhenyuan and Pan Shuang convened the generals to discuss the strategy of retreating from the enemy, and everyone analyzed the situation, seeing that the clouds were clear, the weather outside the customs was changeable, and the snow was also a common thing in February.

On the sixth day of the second lunar month, it should have been a festive day, but the firecrackers became war drums and suona were replaced by horns.

The north wind was cold overnight, the clouds were thick, and the snow in the sky was drifting, changing the old country.

Thousands of drums vibrated together, the horn company battalion, 60,000 iron-clad troops from the North Three Gate, 30,000 Beiliang Iron Cavalry followed, 70,000 foot soldiers lined up into a phalanx, pressed the formation outside the city, known as the 300,000 army, the Rouran, Tatar, and Turkic coalition forces were assembled, only less than 200,000 troops, the strength of both sides was equal, Zhou Da Bang mallet led the only remaining 300 Beiliang heavy armored cavalry and the city of the Ele people, incorporated into the left wing of the Iron Cloth Army, Zhou Da Bang mallet temporarily served as the commander of ten thousand masters.

This is a battle that decides the outcome of the battle, Li Zhenyuan is in the position of commander of the Chinese army, looking back and seeing Pan Shuang and Guo Kaishan standing in the Beiguan Arrow Tower, waving his hand.

The war drums were beating, the horns were sounding, and the catapults on both sides took the lead in starting, testing the farthest range point, Li Qingluan climbed the city wall and hid behind an arrow stack at the corner of the horse road in the north city to look nervously.

"Iron-clad soldiers, the Northern Liang Army has arrived, what is our army afraid of? At this time, the three armies of the Northern Chieftain Koubian will work hard, and they will be able to level the northern border, and fight to the death for the country and the family," Zhenyuan raised his sword and shouted again and again.

"Fight to the death, fight to the death, fight to the death, Great Wei mighty, Great Wei mighty, Great Wei mighty," the three armies shouted angrily.

The war drums are three long and two short, "front army, hit", Li Zhenyuan pointed at his long knife, and Gao Cheyu moved with 20,000 people in a conical formation.

This may be the last battle, the friendly army has arrived, the iron-clad army has almost emptied the arsenal, all the ordnance is equipped, only to complete its work in one battle, the whole army is equipped with double crossbows, a crossbow and ten arrows, discarded after the fire, all carry three guns, all with two pots of feather arrows, hold a halberd, carry a sword, and hang an iron shield.

"Left Army, Zhou Big Stick, Strike", "Right Army, Yuan Suli, Strike", the left and right armies each dispatched 10,000 people, all of which attacked in a cone-shaped battle formation, and Li Zhenyuan's father and son and 40,000 Chinese troops were ready to move.

The two armies are galloping, making full use of the range and lethality of the weapon, the two sides still have three arrows, the three armies in iron clothes drink "crossbow" together, the sky is full of iron arrows to shoot out, "guns", a round of spears fly out, "halberd", the gun out of the halberd is upright, the body is low, the impact is charged, because the two sides are galloping in the opposite direction, Hu Qi has just been brought out by a round of iron arrows and crossbow arrows out of thousands of blood flowers, the javelins in the sky fall from the sky, and even people and horses pass through the chest.

The cavalry on both sides stepped in, the halberd was long and sharp, and Hu Cai's scimitar had not yet reached it, and it had been stabbed far away by the halberd, and he fell off the horse heavily. The iron-clad army is mighty and unprepared, and the halberd splits all the way, "Hohoo, hohoo", constantly greeting the clansmen, cone-shaped parades, and constantly changing the route, like a tiger entering the flock and harvesting his life.

The 10,000 ghost cavalry under the account of the Turkic king was also dispatched, and Mo Helu was furious because of the death of his eldest son and the killing of the elite.

Li Zhenyuan was waiting for this moment, the flag was swaying, the crossbow bed at the head of the city, and the catapult attacked again and again, "the Chinese army, 20,000, left, cone, hit", Qingxiao handsome 20,000 Chinese troops finally dispatched and rushed towards the Rouran people. "Chinese army, Gao Cheyu, 10,000, hit," Gao Cheyu took the lead and faced the Turks head-on.

As soon as the defenders of the city saw the iron-clad Chinese army attacking, they sent a message to the war drums, and the Chinese army shouted: "Split", Zhou Da stick mallet held up the mace, turned to the right, and blocked the route of Rouran to the Turkic Chinese army.

"Crossbow", Qingxiao's 20,000 Chinese troops, 10,000 left troops, and 300,000 crossbow arrows fired in unison, and a terrifying rain of iron arrows and arrows passed through the Rouran formation, and a large number of Rouran people and horses were sieveed by the range.

"The Chinese army, crossbows, left army, bows", and the sound of "Peng" was again, and the 200,000 crossbow arrows of the Chinese army and the 10,000 arrows of the left army were shot, and there were bursts of blood rain.

"Chinese army, guns", 20,000 spears fell from the sky, and the left army rained arrows like locusts, "kill, kill, kill", the guns stopped the halberd from coming out, and the halberd was killed.

The Rouran people collapsed, 80,000 elite cavalry, more than 20,000 casualties in the first battle, the only remaining 60,000 elite cavalry in the 30,000 iron-clad army, 600,000 iron arrows, 30,000 spears, such as a rain of locusts and arrows, under the sharp halberd, in less than half a day, more than 30,000 people fell, and they did not have so sophisticated equipment, bows and arrows scimitars at most harvested 2,000 iron-clad troops, the key is that the military heart was crushed, and the Rouran people all became frightened birds, at a loss, just thinking about survival, damn the emperor of the Central Plains, didn't he say that it was good to form an alliance and join forces?

The Rouran cavalry is still decreasing, and it will collapse at the first touch, and Daman Khan has no power to return to the sky, so he can only blow the trumpet and retreat, hiding behind the Turks.

"General Li, be happy, haha, I'll kill his mother", the mace and mace were broken, and they were replaced with two iron war knives, one long and one short, and shouted wow.

"All armies, royal, halberd", the three armies took off their shields, held the shield in their left hand, and held the halberd in their right hand, drawing a curve, embellished with Rouran people, and went to the rear of the Turks.

Mo Helu and the ghost iron cavalry saw the rout of the Rouran people, and drilled in the direction of their own rear army, scolding while turning the horse's head, wanting to intercept Li Qingxiao.

The war drums at the head of the city were transmitted, "together", Qingxiao shouted, the left and middle two iron clothes drank "together", the sound shook the sky, the war drums pulled out three long sounds, Yuan Suli and Gao Cheyu heard the news and led the troops like a sharp cone breaking the waves, from the Turkic front army, the Tatar right army desperately squeezed open a gap, at the expense of casualties, the strong crossbow opened the way, the two crossbows were shot, the crossbow was abandoned, the spear was killed, the halberd chased the soul, ran all the way, and killed the Turkic rear army, Li Zhenyuan saw the right time, led the last 10,000 iron horsemen to join the battle array.

The Tatars are also frightened, such a strong iron-clad army, such a sophisticated and numerous battlefield killing weapons, 70,000 people set out to fight, only less than 30,000 people remain, regret not at the beginning, listen to Mo Helu's instigation, to fight what North Lonely City, if it is not difficult to ride a tiger, I would have wanted to escape a long time ago, seeing that the iron-clad army is desperately trying to kill the Turkic rear army, the Tatar Khan Asmo sounded the horn and retreated, avoiding the main force of the iron-clad army, retreating for several miles, ready to sit on the mountain to watch the tiger fight, and then sit on the fisherman's profit, let his mother's Turks fight it.

The iron-clad army finally joined forces in one place, the Rouran people were completely defeated, and the remaining cavalry ignored the order, and fled all the way to the Soyu River, the iron-clad army relied on the bow and strong horses, intercepted and killed all the way, and squeezed out in the Hu cavalry formation twice as much as their own, and then sat in the north and south to line up, looking at the formation, only about 40,000 iron clothes were left.

Rouran has become the end of the strong crossbow, Daman kept cursing Li Cunyi and Mo Helu for not rescuing, the Turks were seriously killed and wounded, there were only a few thousand people left in the ghost guard, and the rest of the casualties were not counted, and the Tatar army was only symbolically encircled, and in case of a flanking attack, it would definitely be the first to slip away.

Li Zhenyuan finally achieved the reversal of the attack, at the cost of the flesh and blood of 20,000 iron-clad troops, beheaded Rouran, bypassed the Turks and Tatars, fought from the south to the north, blocked the return road of the Hu cavalry, and the 30,000 Beiliang iron cavalry and 70,000 foot soldiers outside the northern lonely city were waiting for work, and the north and south were flanked, and the elite of the three clans would be completely annihilated.

"Horn", Zhenyuan waved his hand, "Woo, woo, woo", the horn was called, "the whole army attacked together", and the 40,000 ironclad soldiers shouted in unison: "Strike together," hold the shield and stand up for the halberd, ready to sprint, "kill".

Li Zhenyuan, Li Qingxiao took the lead, the big stick mallet, Yuan Suli, Gao Cheyu and other generals followed, the long halberd led to fly a piece of enemy troops, everyone decisively abandoned the halberd and drew the knife, and struggled to slash down, 40,000 against 100,000, the iron-clad army was still in an absolute disadvantage, the field was boiling, both sides were red-eyed, the iron-clad army arrows, javelins, crossbow arrows were exhausted, only the long knife remained, all the way to kill, and the Turks fought head-on, the Tatars were far away, only greeted with bows and arrows, and cast cold arrows.

"Why is there no chaos in the Turkic rear, what about the Northern Liang cavalry?" Li Zhenyuan and the generals were all unclear.

"Combined attack", the three armies burst into applause again.

Waiting for them were still Turkic scimitars and Tatar cold arrows, "Why?" Zhenyuan was puzzled.

Squeezed with flesh and blood, he finally rushed out of the Turkic phalanx and rushed in the direction of the northern lonely city, "Brother Pan", Li Zhenyuan immediately shouted.

The ironclad army was greeted not by rescue and assistance, but by a rain of arrows.

"Ah, ah", a large number of iron-clad soldiers fell under the arrows of their comrades, Li Zhenyuan and Li Qingxiao hurriedly shouted "receive", the whole army reined in the horses, turned the horse's head, and left the arrow range of the Beiliang army, "Yu", the iron-clad army protected their heads and faces with iron shields, and they also had to guard against the Turkic pursuers.

"Old man Pan Shuang, what are you doing here?" Zhou Da Bang was furious, the brothers of the 300 Heavy Armored Battalion sacrificed their lives for the country, and the iron-clad army comrades around him fought to the death for the country, and the battlefield shed blood, and the surviving brothers did not die in the Turkic battle array, but died at the hands of the Beiliang Army's own people, what is this for? The big stick mallet danced with a broken knife and ran towards the Beiliang phalanx. "Pan Shuang's old husband, I'll fuck your mother, you tell me, what are you doing in the end"?

The big stick mallet did not wait for an explanation, but what he waited for was like a locust arrow, and the big stick mallet as strong as a mountain was shot into a hedgehog by people and horses, and nailed to death in front of the Beiliang array.

The Beigu defenders at the head of the city were at a loss, and then, with a sharp knife through their necks, the entire Beigu City was replaced with the Beiliang Battle Flag.

Qingluan saw all this, his eyes were split, "Rebel thief dares"?

"Come with me, miss, Pan Shuang has rebelled, all the clansmen in the city have been slaughtered, and the Hou Mansion has been controlled by the rebels," Qingluan looked back and saw that it was Tie Yun, the son of Uncle Tiege.

"But Daddy and Big Brother"?

"In any case, the lives left can only avenge them in the future, quickly, hide first, and find an opportunity to escape to the belly of Tiele Mountain, my father doesn't know yet, I need to inform the mountain people to hide as soon as possible," Tie Yun took out a torn cotton robe from his arms, wrapped it around Qingluan, and the two quietly walked to the sewer of the city along the horse road, and the north dried up, and the waterway was temporarily dry, and the two went west along the waterway and hid.

So it was, Li Zhenyuan finally understood, in vain he believed in Pan Shuang, but it was a pity that Pan Shuang must have taken refuge in Li Cunyi, but it was ridiculous that he regarded him as a confidant, and he did not hesitate to marry his beloved daughter to Pan Lang.

The Hu Cavalry Coalition Army, the Iron Jacket Army, and the Beiliang Army did not move, "dismount", Zhen Yuan ordered, and the surviving thousands of Iron Clothes Army dismounted, saluted to the big stick mallet, and saluted the comrades who died in battle.

Li Zhenyuan knelt facing the south and shouted: "Hu Qi is coming from the north, and the horse climbs the embankment." Donating one's body to go to the country, seeing death as if it were home, saintly, Zhenyuan lives up to the bright moon in this life", got up after kneeling three times and knocking nine times.

"Get on the horse", with a brush, the iron-clad army got on the horse.

"Iron-clad soldiers, the Northern Liang Army betrayed the Great Wei, betrayed the Holy Lord, betrayed the comrades, we have no reinforcements, and the enemy is on our backs, are you afraid?"

"Don't be afraid", the roar of Zhenshan Regret resounded throughout the North Lonely City.

"Rouran has collapsed, and there are Turkic and Tatar iron horsemen in front, they are our mortal enemies, are you afraid"?

"Don't be afraid".

The iron-clad army hit the chest with a knife, and the momentum of "clang, clang, clang" was tragic.

"They want to slaughter our people, iron-clad soldiers, what about it?" Zhenyuan shouted.

The three armies shouted together: "Ask me for a sword."

"What if they want to insult my wife and daughter"?

"Ask me about the sword".

"If they want to set foot on the north and destroy my homeland, what is it"?

"Ask me about the sword".

"Long live the iron coat, long live the iron coat, long live the iron coat".

"Kill, kill, kill", the iron-clad army no longer needed a formation, launched the last charge, Zhenyuan and the eldest son shook their hands, looked at each other, and nodded silently.

Chengtou Pan Shuang sat on the ground, Guo Kaishan behind him turned his head and sighed, a person behind him sneered indifferently, Beiliang soldiers had tears in their eyes, and the hand holding the knife kept trembling.