Sure enough, the military order was like a mountain, and three days later, the Liyang army returned south, but it was not the kind of initiative to retreat south as imagined, and they fought a tragic battle before leaving, and they almost collapsed.

On the last day, three thousand different cavalry troops appeared in front of the barbarians.

The reason why it is different is that unlike the previous samurai who wore leather armor and dared to go into battle with scimitars, they were dressed in pure black armor from head to toe, along with the tall horses under them.

The blade-like thorns of the armor reflected the sunlight, and immediately the knight straddled his scimitar at his side, and in his hand carried a large iron spear in the style of the dawn lancer, like a monstrous monster.

The unimaginable armor casting process made these black cavalrymen flawless, and even the horses' hooves and wrists were tightly protected by chain mail, and in terms of thickness, those armors weighed about hundreds of catties.

But the incredible thing is that the horses can still be loaded, and the knights can still move their arms freely.

With their left hands, they fastened pure black chains between the saddles and between the spears, each of which had a barb, and those who tried to slip between the two horses were scraped off and turned into bones. (ps: The inspiration for writing this paragraph came from the book of Nanda, and I believe that everyone who has read it knows it, so I don't need to say it.) ）

What was in front of him was not a cavalry at all, but a monstrous monster.

The arrows rained down, and the bow and arrow hit the surface of the black armor like a broken straw, and the bow and arrow could not hurt them.

Black Thorn Armor, this is the emperor of the heavy cavalry, they came to this world to crush everything in front of them!

In the next thousand years, every time this kind of cavalry appears in the world, the flames of war will be ignited in the world, and they will conquer everything.

All they had to do was charge forward on their horses, and they easily cut through the formation of the Liyang cavalry, and the infantry spear formation, which was the most restrained cavalry, had little effect in front of him.

Only talk about a few horses falling to the ground, pressed to the ground by the heavy armor and unable to move.

They swept across the battlefield, dripping with blood and severed arms and limbs in their wake......

......

The men gathered in Birch City to discuss whether the low earthen walls outside the city and a group of poorly equipped city guards could hold back the barbarian attack.

The women went on as usual, they should cook and cook, they should do laundry, but they brought a small pair of scissors with them, thinking that if the barbarians broke the city, they would cut themselves off, and the province would be bullied by the barbarians.

Escape?

There was an escape, but the barbarian cavalry had not yet appeared, and most of them remained stubbornly in the city, unwilling to be the outcasts who could not see a way out.

Baihua City is just a small county town on the frontier, with a population of only four or five thousand, and there are not many men in the prime of life in the city, most of whom have gone to the front line to serve as soldiers.

Counties like Baihua abound on the edge of the northern county of Fenghua Prefecture.

However, what reassured the people in the city was that countless heroes spontaneously came from all over Fenghua Prefecture and poured to the front line, some of them went to the northern city of Hebei to join the army, and some of them went to these small counties, with the same idea as Li Wenshuo.

This small county town is too small, it is on the frontier, there is not even an inn in the city, only three or two taverns, and it has also become a favorite place for men.

There were more than a dozen tables in the small tavern, and each table was almost full of people, some of them were noisy, some were bragging, some were boxing and drinking, and even a few were selling knives.

Li Wenshuo picked two people with gloomy eyes and few words, and they didn't call for food, just a pot of wine.

I wanted everyone to drink together, but they were refused, these two people didn't know what they were doing here, they didn't eat, they didn't drink, and they were very vigilant about their surroundings.

Li Wenshuo didn't care about them, and he drank by himself, which was naturally not a good wine, but he drank it with relish.

His waist was straight, and he carried a long sword on his back, but there was no one who was not long-sighted and came to look for trouble.

"I heard that the cavalry of the barbarians has already arrived under the northern city of Jibei, how can this be, those barbarians have the ability to penetrate six hundred miles deep into the Central Plains, when did the country of Liyang become so weak. ”

I don't know who said this, the tone was indignant, and my heart was full of grief, but no one answered it for a while.

Suddenly, I saw a handsome scholar with a folding fan pinned to his waist and a fluttering white ribbon tied on his head, and said: "What nonsense are you talking about, the prosperity of the country in Liyang, ahead of the ancient Maigu, 300,000 people who control the strings have been deterring barbarians for hundreds of years, even in the Taizu period, just a few barbarians, a few days of rampant will scare you out of your guts?"

Hearing this, the man was so ashamed that the people around him didn't know whether to cheer himself up or what, and they all spoke up, thinking that what the scholar said was very right.

What this scholar said was not wrong, it was even true, but so were the barbarians, who had never experienced such a strong period in their history.

A true leader appeared in the chaotic steppe, seven of the nine tribes declared their submission, countless small tribes united vertically and horizontally, and the remaining two tribes, although not submitted, also declared that they would not oppose the king of Tuba.

Li Wenshuo was still drinking, ignoring it, in this small tavern, the most eye-catching thing was the two of them, the scholar was handsome and chic, and there was a quiet atmosphere that people couldn't help but get close to standing there.

The swordsman is also chic and handsome, sitting there, heroic and intimidating.

But the two never had anything to do with each other.

However, Li Wenshuo noticed that when the scholar stood up, the expressions of the two guys at the table suddenly tightened, and the two sides exchanged a look, as if they were exchanging something.

"It's kind of interesting. Li Wenshuo muttered to himself, raised his head, and drank another glass of wine.

A bunch of people laughed and walked out of the tavern, a copper basin-sized sunset, only half left on the horizon, the color is just like the rising pale red watermelon, reflecting the light, on the roof of several wild shops, it is very beautiful.

The scholar walked alone on the street, followed by two men in green clothes, and behind him was a swordsman in white clothes.

The light of the sun on the streets is getting darker and darker, and at night, the moonlight flickers and brightens under the cover of clouds.

The scholar seemed a little shy, pacing for a long time in front of a shop selling roast chicken, but finally moved on, after which the two men suddenly took a few steps forward, covered his mouth under the scholar's frightened gaze, and led him into a side alley.

Li Wenshuo raised his eyebrows and immediately followed.

The remote alleys in the middle of the night are often the favorite places of those ruffians and hooligans, they are extremely familiar with this place, and they can do some bad things that no one knows about, even if the officials come to arrest them, they don't care, they have their own place to run.

But the two people in front of them were obviously not local hooligans, they were very unfamiliar with this place, they had just turned into a small alley, and then they tripped over the stone steps that were a little higher.

With a sigh, the scholar hurriedly got up and ran away in panic.

Then there was another oops, the voice was very thin, and it was a woman.

Fang Wenlan is indeed a woman, but she has been very dissatisfied since she was a child, and has always lived like a man, and now she is a woman dressed as a man, secretly leaving home for hundreds of miles, and came to this war-torn Beidi county.

Her family is rich and noble, and she also knows her ability, in order not to starve to death outside, she specially brought a lot of silver money from home, but before she left the city for five miles, she was taken by Liang Shanggongzi with a silver coin.

In desperation, she went to the pawnshop again and sold a jade bracelet, but unfortunately, there is not much money left on her body.

Who knows, here is actually being targeted by thieves again, if it is found to be a woman, then it will be fine?

Fang Wenlan's eyelids jumped, she hit Li Wenshuo's chest headbutt, staggered a few steps, and sat down on the ground again.

There was one thief, blocking the exit of the alley, Fang Wenlan was faintly desperate, tears suddenly flashed in the little girl's eyes, and she glanced around at the folding fan that fell on the ground, neither retreating nor entering.

The two thieves also got up, their expressions were cold, and they pounced on them with a shout.

Fang Wenlan subconsciously shrank to the side, held her head in her hands, and buried her face in her knees.

"Help!"