Barren smoke and green grass mounds, 90,000 miles of corpses. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The eagle whirls over the grassland, whining endlessly.

It roars against the fire of war.

Funerals for the deceased.

In the northwestern steppe, the eagle is the most ardent belief of the Kazakh people, who admire the pride of the eagle, the bravery of the eagle, and the loyalty of the eagle.

Isn't the eagle the most arrogant animal?

If the eagle here is caught, it would rather starve to death than lose a single mile.

The same is true of people.

How can the arrogant and brave Kazakhs allow their homeland to be trampled on? How can the northwestern steppes raise the wildest horses, but how can they tolerate cowardly people?

It's a pity that 90,000 miles is already the grave of the deceased, and it has also become the territory of the Central Plains, the belly of the silver lion.

Two hundred men remained near the cannons, and the remaining 5,000 men waded into the forest armed with short knives and axes.

This is Qiu Rong's meaning, the terrain in the forest is complicated, so with light armor, light crossbows and short weapons, a group of nine people can effectively speed up the march, and take care of each other to prevent being plotted by the enemy in the forest.

These nine are recruits.

Under the devastation of countless wars, some people have lost their eyes, and some people have lost their arms, but they are invincible.

If you lose one eye, you will pay more attention to the other eye.

If you lose your arm and don't want to lose the other, you will be more determined when you kill.

The forest is changing rapidly.

The birds were crying, and every leaf was covered with frost, sometimes dripping on their shoulders.

They didn't even move.

They are fully integrated into the forest.

Suddenly it was quiet.

The leading soldier raised his fist and reminded the crowd to be careful, and two of them scattered to the flank, intending to surprise the enemy from three sides.

They crossed the muddy path, which was covered with rotting leaves and creaked.

The soldier on the left flank lowered his body and dodged the leafy tree, and suddenly a hand popped out of the shadows!

This hand was holding his mouth to death, and the other hand had stabbed the short knife into the heart.

The whole process takes less than half a second.

The shadow traveled through the large, intricate branches, and soon came to the back of the middle troops.

With every move under his watch, he drew his improvised wooden bow and aimed it at the head of the man behind him...... An arrow whizzed, and the arrow pierced through the head, and the man fell into the pit without saying a word, and no one noticed it. But Hanyu didn't shoot the second arrow for a long time......

He was waiting, waiting for the right-wing to utter a heart-rending cry.

- "Ahhhhh

"No! It's the brother on the right. "The middle troops hurried to the right...... Hanyu fired another arrow, this one through his throat, and although the soldier was not immediately dead, the crowd was busy running, and he struggled in the mire, blood and muddy water mixed and poured into his throat. Hanyu leapt down and pressed his head into the mire, where he soon stopped moving.

The soldiers rushed to the right flank, and it turned out that three dead leaf vipers had been placed under the pile of rotten leaves, and their teeth were biting the soldiers, injecting them with a poison strong enough to make the nerves explode, and the soldiers howled wildly!

He knew that he would die, but he killed himself with a sword.

The soldiers hurried back to the middle, and the road was covered with spikes, some of them were avoided, some of them were pierced only under their feet, but they were foaming at the mouth.

Because the thorns are poisonous, the poison dart frog, which is only the size of a fingernail, can quench the poison that paralyzes elephants.

The shadow sprang out and stabbed them in the heart.

The blade is dripping blood......

He was gone, leaving behind six corpses and one living soldier he dragged deep into the forest.

The rest of the soldiers who rushed into the forest were also caught in a bitter battle, and although there were not many of them in this dense forest, they were nimble, and every time they killed one, they had to pay a terrible price.

There were two "whoosh" sounds, two poison darts pierced the body, and two more soldiers rolled into the swamp.

The soldiers hurriedly hid behind the trees, and their bows were wound.

They were still aiming in the direction the dark arrows were coming from.

There was no one there, and the Kazakhs moved swiftly, like death, plundering one life after another.

As the soldiers moved on, they saw a soldier trapped in the swamp, his back to them, whining. His shoulders and head were exposed, and he slowly sank towards the bottom of the swamp.

The crowd suspected it as a trap and shouted, "Who is it?"

The trapped soldier whined, his shoulders shook violently, but he didn't reply.

The veteran said, "You three look at it." The three of them nodded and stood guarded, and the old soldier, seeing that there was no enemy ambush around, dived into the swamp.

The swamp was bubbling, and the veteran struggled to make his way through the swamp, shouting, "It stinks!", and about half a column of incense, he had swam to the trapped soldier.

He shouted, "Give me your hand!"

The soldier still had his back to him, whining. The old soldier turned the soldier's head in annoyance!

No wonder he couldn't shout, it turned out that his tongue had been cruelly cut off.

The old soldier reached out and grabbed him, but he could not catch his hands and feet, because the poor soldier had even his limbs cut off, and he had been cut into a stick. No wonder he couldn't sink, he was surrounded by stones, and he was a decoy to escape, waiting for his prey to take the bait.

"Hmph, I've been tricked. The veteran smiled gloomily, and he shouted, "Run!

The three soldiers on the shore fled as quickly as possible.

A rocket burst out! Like Hanyu's carefully cultivated poisonous dragon, roaring into the swamp. The veteran used to think it stinks, because a large amount of methane gas has accumulated in the swamp.

-- Flames soaring into the sky.

Everything in the swamp was on fire, and the two bodies were charred black.

Hanyu's face is reflected in the shadows, his face is covered in blood, and he has become a murderous beast in order to defend his homeland.

Crossbow arrows whizz!

Hanyu rolled over, rubbing blood on his cheeks, but he had already rolled down the slope.

The three soldiers hurriedly pursued, but when they came down the slope, they did not see Hanyu, not even footprints or drops of blood...... He left no trace, more transparent than a ghost.

Pile of rotten leaves.

Countless poisonous insects and earthworms were swimming, but he didn't move.

Hanyu snorted, these people are really difficult to deal with. They didn't even need to be amazed, they didn't need to be verbally exchanged, and they were quickly thrown into battle.

The three soldiers hurriedly joined up with the other group of nine to avoid being plotted.

Hanyu gently pushed away the rotten leaves, observed for a while, and saw that the enemy army was really gone, so he pushed away the rotten leaves all over his body.

His leg was still bleeding, so he thrust the grass fern leaf into the wound again, temporarily paralyzing the pain.

This is just a simple paralysis, maintaining the basic function of one leg, and even he himself understands that if the leg continues like this, it will undoubtedly be disabled.

But he hurried away.

He still has too many people to kill.

Because most of his companions had already died, he understood the wails in the forest, both from the Silver Lion and the Kazakhs.

The war has entered the white heat.