The battle in front of the Ranshi Pass reached an extremely tragic point.

The violent snowstorm all day long could not hide the blood and corpses after the offensive and defensive battles.

Liu Guozhong had not stepped down from the city tower for several days, and he resolutely stood under the red battle flag, and the fierce storm and snow also made him stand still.

Liu Guozhong showed the demeanor of a real iron-blooded general at this moment, standing alone in the city, and thousands of horses roaring.

Tens of thousands of soldiers roared and fought to the death with the barbarians who climbed the city wall, and with the strength of weakness and the enemy, with the spirit of not fearing life and death, the barbarian attacks were disintegrated and defeated again and again.

Over the course of a few days, a third of the soldiers had lost their lives, while the barbarian corpses had piled up half the height of the city wall.

Such a tragic battle made Qin Kang, the leader of the ten great masters who came to support the Qin State, tremble.

"Governor, go down and rest, I'll take care of it here. ”

Such a noble person does not feel that he sighs and admires Liu Guozhong's persistence.

"Qin Lao, at the critical moment of the war, the commander of the first army is a needle of the sea, a blood-colored battle flag that does not fall in the wind, and it is the military soul of the soldiers. ”

Qin Kang patted Liu Guozhong on the shoulder, dusted the snow off his robe, and then stood in the back half of his body.

This showed his admiration for Liu Guozhong, and also expressed the attitude of the Qin Empire, and highlighted Liu Guozhong's status.

Li Lao, who immediately came to the aid on behalf of Xia Guo, also stood on the right side of Liu Guozhong, and the back half of his body was wrong.

A only empire, one of the largest vassal states expressed their full support for Liu Guozhong's attitude, thousands of soldiers who fought bloodily, and the reserves under the city saw it, and suddenly a tsunami-like roar sounded, and the momentum was unprecedentedly high.

The day's battle ended with the least sacrifice and the most casualties to the enemy.

"Newspaper. ”

"Speak. ”

"The watchtower observed that the barbarians had retreated into the canyon, and that the barbarians were nowhere to be seen as far as they could. ”

Liu Guozhong couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, it seems that the barbarians' crazy impact has not achieved results, it should be a temporary retreat and a little rectification.

Finally withstood this wave of impact.

"The watchtowers were ordered not to slack off, to be closely monitored, and the barbarians to report the slightest abnormal movement, and both teams of reserves came up, one team replaced, and one team rescued the wounded and buried the dead, and counted the losses. ”

"Wow. ”

After explaining, his mind was relieved, Liu Guozhong felt that his eyes were dark, his body fell forward, Qin Kang and Li Lao hurriedly supported him left and right.

The deputy general Liu Kai took Liu Guozhong's place, and Qin Kang and Li Lao helped the half-unconscious Liu Guozhong down the city pass.

Liu Guozhong was highly nervous, so that he was mentally exhausted, fought for a long time, his body was stiff, he repelled the enemy, and he was a little slackened before he appeared in this state, returned to the Governor's Mansion, and woke up after a short rest.

"Thank you, Second Elder. ”

"You're welcome, the Metropolitan Governor should take a rest, and we will take care of it when the city is closed. ”

Liu Guozhong struggled to stand up and solemnly gave a standard military salute to the two.

There is a more spacious section of the canyon where several luxurious tents stand.

The five barbarian vassal states, or the chieftains of the great tribes, sat in the largest tents of a certain size.

Fur paving, a huge copper brazier, and a vigorous charcoal fire make the tent warm as spring.

The five chiefs, all looking old, sat on their knees around the brazier, and in front of them was a large wooden basin containing half-cooked beast meat, and beside the basin was a large wooden barrel containing wild fruit wine.

More than a dozen tall women waited.

The five of them ate meat and drank a lot.

There was a strange smell of wine and meat in the tent.

After a long time, an old chief with red hair and red beard washed his hands in the wooden basin brought by the maid, wiped his mouth with a straw towel, and then said in a cold voice;

"It's been a few days, tens of thousands of people have died, but there has been no progress, how can it go on like this. ”

"Alas, this Guancheng is like the shell of the old turtle in the far north, and it can't be cracked open. ”

Another yellow-haired and yellow-bearded old chief sighed, feeling helpless.

"Why haven't those Japanese mages come yet? Their spells can make a hole in the city wall, or dig a hole into the city, but last time they were careless and didn't protect their families, are they angry and don't help?"

The other old chief wondered.

That operation was ruined by Li Lao, the dissolved hole was also filled, and the Japanese pharmacist was almost killed, there was no way, the five old chiefs asked for help from Qianchao again, and promised to send another 2,000 soldiers to help Dongsheng defend the southern pass.

But so far the Japanese have not replied.

"Why don't we stop for two days and wait and see? ”

A bald old chief suggested.

"yes, red-haired old ghost, what do you think?"

The old chieftain with bulging bell-eyes looked at the red-haired old chief.

"Then let's stop for days. ”

The red-haired old chief seemed to be the head of the five, and he had the highest prestige, and he had to make the last decision if there was something to do.

Inside the tent was as warm as spring, but outside the barbarian warriors were not treated in such a good way, wrapped in tattered animal skins, looking for some hay, and lying in shelter from the wind munching on bacon as hard as stones.

When you are thirsty, you grab the snow and put it in your mouth.

But don't say it, these hairy barbarians are indeed frost-resistant.

In such a harsh environment, if you are from the Central Plains, I am afraid that you will not last long and will be frozen.

It is also true that the Black Lotus Holy Sect disciples who advanced to the extreme north left behind the corpses of nearly 10,000 people along the way, which were gnawed by hungry beasts.

"Vulture, have you sent someone to investigate those who are heading north, has there been any news coming back?"

The red-haired old chief remembered that he had rushed through the Rocky Valley to kill many of his people.

"My god of war has returned, and he said that those people threw down their corpses all the way, and they were afraid that they would die if they didn't reach the far north, so they turned back. ”

The god of war that the vulture said was his youngest son, the war eagle, a barbarian general with a fairly high force value, who had the cultivation of the Xuanshi, and his cultivation was the cultivation method taught by the vulture who accidentally saved a monk from the Central Plains who went to the extreme north to explore and died next to him.

I don't want the war eagle to have a great talent for cultivation, and before the age of thirty, he has a Xuanshi cultivation, and in the barbarian tribe, he is respected as the god of war.

"The vulture has a good son. ”

The yellow-haired old chief sighed jealously.

"You're not bad, isn't that righteous son of yours also advanced to the cultivation of the Xuan Master. ”

The red-haired old ghost said to the yellow-haired old chief.

"Alas、、、"

The yellow-haired old chief sighed secretly and did not answer.

"Yizi, after all, is Yizi, and he is still a Central Plains person, so it is difficult to raise him. ”

He said to himself, but this can't be said after all, to be honest, without his righteous son, his clan would have been annexed by the other four chiefs.

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