But there is no time to think about these things at this time.

Although the enemy was thin and poorly equipped, the madness and the blood splashing in front of him still made the group of elites from Chang'an in front of him red-eyed.

Although they are not as experienced as the Northland warriors, the blood of the soldiers and the martial arts on their bodies are not weaker at all.

One soldier was hammered with a thick mace and flattened his breastplate, vomited blood and retreated, while another soldier made up for it, and with a knife down, he simply cut off the head of the man holding the mace, and then somehow suddenly tripped and fell to the ground, and countless barbarians pounced on it......

The rows of armored soldiers behind the wooden castle tower silently held their swords, waiting to fill the gap in the city wall, and through the gaps in the city wall, they could see the black tide on the other side, which could not be seen at all.

Li Wenshuo was not in the camp at this time, and he was no longer on the battlefield.

He clutched the hilt of his sword in his hand and stood on a lonely dead tree in the wilderness, the edge of the black tide only twenty or thirty feet away from him.

He was condescending, looking at the crumbling wooden city tower, his brows were slightly furrowed, just a simple glance, he knew that these people in front of him might be able to break through the wooden city tower, but they could not be the opponent of the North Daying at all.

The black tide in front of him is about 30,000 people, and the total number of people in the Beida Battalion is more than 40,000, and under the same number, the combat effectiveness of the soldiers of the Beida Battalion is definitely above these barbarians.

However, as soon as the wooden castle tower was broken and the enemy advanced, it was a very simple matter for the cavalry to force a breakthrough to the front or to attack on the flank.

At that time, the real winner or defeat is unknown.

Wang Li asked him to wait here, trying to kill the enemy's commander, but at this time, he was standing here, as far as his eyes could see, there was a black tide, and a few people with different appearances were also distributed in the army, not at all like a commander-like figure.

He was a little irritable, and what little patience he had faded as time wore off, and the wooden castle tower that kept falling and then burning was gradually disappearing.

After a quarter of an hour, with the fall of another wooden castle tower, less than half of the remaining wooden castle towers were no longer distinguishable from nothing, and the enemy poured into the northern camp like a tide diverting by the rocks.

Li Wenshuo knew that he had failed, and it was useless to go back and kill hundreds and 1,000 people even now, and he had already seen the enemy's cavalry in snow-white cloak riding out of the camp.

The last few wooden towers collapsed outwards at the same time, killing an unknown number of barbarian soldiers, and behind that, Liyang's fully armored heavy cavalry began to roar and charge, and it was bound to usher in the final bloody battle.

From a long distance, Li Wenshuo could even see Wang Li, who was wearing the Tiger Divine Armor, lifting the Fang Tian Painting Halberd with one hand.

It's not as wise as the storyteller said, it's like a god, it's very ordinary, and it's not as brilliant as the halberd in his hand.

So Li Wenshuo just glanced at it and stopped looking at it, the other party was also in the Xuanche realm, and if he really fought, he didn't think he would lose, but on the battlefield, the martial arts that really killed people were inferior to him and lacking.

It is rumored in the world that when Wang Li arrived on the battlefield, he was invincible with a halberd and could kill 10,000 people.

The rumors are a bit exaggerated, but there should be no problem in killing thousands of people, Li Wenshuo thought so, turned around, and no longer looked at the black tide that had been carved out by the cavalry, nor at the cavalry galloping on the grassland, flowing like white clouds.

Of the 30,000 people in the middle, I don't know how many people will survive in the end.

Li Wenshuo thought like this, feeling a little boring, how many enemies can survive, what does it have to do with him?

He just pinched his shoulders and walked towards the enemy's camp without looking back, where the infantry was exhausted and the cavalry also ran out, but there were still some people, and Li Wenshuo wanted to see who they were.

......

Wang Li's expression was somewhat calm, after the age of sixteen, he spent almost all of his life in war.

With the traitors, with the thugs, with the dissenting vassal kings, with the barbarians on the steppe.

Openly and secretly, there are countless battles.

He never lost, until he became one of the few foreign vassal kings in Liyang, he was still active on the battlefield, and through his own strategy and intuition, he put all the enemy's conspiracies on the surface.

Then crush.

He is a very confident person, and letting Li Wenshuo kill the enemy's generals is an attempt, and it is naturally good if he succeeds, and it doesn't matter if he doesn't succeed.

The victory or defeat on the battlefield is related to the lives of tens of thousands of people, so naturally it can't all be pressed on one person, even if this person is a famous master of the martial arts list.

Even he himself is not worth trusting.

Li Wenshuo understood Wang Li's thoughts, and even thought that Wang Li had already made preparations for the enemy to break through the wooden city tower, but he was still very unhappy.

But this is none of Wang Li's business, when he marches, he doesn't care whether these subordinates are happy or unhappy when they carry out their orders.

Wu Qien sat alone in the big tent of the Chinese army, and all the guards around him were sent out, not wanting these real warriors to be unable to fight on the battlefield at this time because of their own safety.

Closing his eyes slightly, although he had experienced a lot of big battles, he was still a little nervous.

Although he behaves very aggressively on weekdays, hanging the sword on his waist all day long, and calling these men in the barracks brothers, he still feels that he should be a scholar, a scholar who is powerless.

His hands were trembling slightly, but his heart was not too afraid, even if he was a scholar, he should get used to seeing so many lives and deaths.

Moreover, it is not easy for the enemy to kill him, although there is no longer a guard around him, but the army is still there, although everyone in the North Battalion is wearing armor and ready to fight, but there is no real whole army dispatched.

At this moment, a man opened the curtain and walked in, holding a cup of hot tea in his hand, and placed it lightly on the table.

Wu Qien took a deep breath, picked up the cup and looked at it, there were too many tea leaves, and at first glance, it was a bunch of coarse techniques in the barracks, and he couldn't even make tea.

He shook his head, put the cup down, and said, "The big war is coming, why don't you go and kill the enemy, what are you staying here for?"

He had seen this person, a pioneer general under Wang Li, named Xie Siyuan, who was said to be half of Wang Li's apprentice, but he had never heard Wang Li talk about him.

Xie Siyuan laughed helplessly and said: "Returning to the general, the general said that you are selfless and sent all the guards, but he has to be responsible for your safety, no, just let me learn the art of war with you." ”

Wu Qien didn't care, and motioned for the other party to sit down, but the other party was not polite, pulled a chair and sat opposite him, very appetizing to him.

"Where do I know the art of war. ”

"The general is joking, you can be regarded as a generation of famous generals, even if that Wuyan Gu meets you, don't you retreat back with a disgraced face, if you want to say that you don't know the art of war, how many people in Liyang still know the art of war?"

"Hehe, you kid. Wu Qien shook his head and smiled, and said: "But at the moment, the front-line soldiers are fighting, I am not in the mood to talk about the army here, if you don't understand anything, ask directly." ”

Xie Siyuan bowed his head and saluted, and asked respectfully: "General Hui, I really don't know something." ”

Say. ”

"As far as I know, Daliang City is an important frontier of our army, when it was built, it cost countless money, all factors have been taken into account, not afraid of fire attack, food and grass are worry-free, the city is high and the walls are thick, even if the defenders in the city are only 10,000, it is enough to defend the city for a long time, and the subordinates really can't understand how high the enemy's means are to capture Daliang City in such a short time. ”

Wu Qien raised his head, and a hint of mockery flashed in his cold eyes: "This is not simple, there are traitors." ”

Although he had already guessed this possibility, Xie Siyuan still showed an extremely shocked look, thought for a moment, and then asked, "What is the mole?"

"How do I know that this traitor is not my person. ”

"Hehe, the general laughed. ”

"However, there is another possibility. ”

"Oh?"

"There is a peerless master who sneaks into the city, in the heavy army, and kills the back tiger, of course, this is not enough, but also to kill many people in the city, resulting in no one in the city army to command, every inch of chaos, giving the enemy an opportunity, or, that person is strong enough, thousands of troops and horses can't stop him, and it is not impossible to open the city gate directly in the city for the enemy's army. ”

Hearing this, Xie Siyuan was shocked, he is also a martial arts practitioner, but it is precisely because of this that he dare not imagine that there is such a master in the world.

If it is true, then the tactics he knew before, the way of using soldiers, everything will be overthrown.

Wu Qien laughed, stretched out his hand and patted Xie Siyuan's head, and said: "Don't worry about the sky, how can there be such a god in this world, I mentioned this matter to Wang Li once, he just scoffed, saying that no matter how high the master, he will definitely die after doing these things." ”