It was supposed to be the most peaceful place in the world, but now it is the most noisy place, it should be the loneliest place in the world, but now it is less lonely, it is the most accommodating place in the world, and now it is the most narrow place in the world. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Everything is its fault, but it can't be blamed entirely, and it can't help itself when it gets involved in the war!

Bian Long stood under the West City Tower and quietly looked at the end of the yellow sand, this time he was no longer alone, there was a group of warriors standing behind him, they were all people in the border city who did not understand war and did not know how to kill, now this scene is a little heroic, but more helpless and sad.

The end of the yellow sand is a little restless, the west wind is not very strong, but the dust is already turbulent, the dull footsteps are from far and near, the other side is not too many but it is not difficult to hear that all of them are elites, perhaps for Bian Long and these warriors behind him, they never thought that this battle would be won, the only thing they can do is to persevere to the end and die peacefully.

Finally, a surging number of human heads appeared at the end of everyone's field of vision, and the leader was the eternal battle, perhaps it was rare to see a general rushing ahead of the soldiers, and once such a general appeared, he must be a general who won the battle.

Bian Long looked at the approaching Qing army, and silently muttered something in his heart? After a while, his face became embarrassed.

Bian Long muttered to himself: "Just a hundred people, what do you want to do in Yongzhan?"

After that, Bian Long's eyes showed surprise and doubt, he knew that even if everyone in the border city was added together, it would not be the opponent of the 100,000 Qing army, but it was not something that could be captured by just a hundred people, and he knew that he was prepared when he saw Yong Zhan's expression, so Bian Long had to be vigilant against these 100 people.

Bian Long turned his head and shouted loudly to the brothers behind him: "Brothers, there will be a tough battle soon, everyone should be vigilant and take out the bloody nature of our border city boys!"

Because they had never seen war, they didn't know the cruelty of war, and they didn't know that death on the battlefield was so close.

Finally, Yongzhan led the dead soldiers behind him to the foot of the border city and met the thousand-man cavalry led by Bian Long.

Looking at Bian Long, Yong Zhan clasped his fists with his hands and said to Bian Long with the etiquette of a Central Plains warrior: "I'm here again, you really didn't disappoint me." ”

Bian Long smiled and said: "Border City has never disappointed anyone, but General Yongzhan personally led a hundred-person brigade to challenge today, which Ling Zai never expected." ”

Yong Zhan smiled and said: "General Bian Long is indeed a general with no battlefield experience, and there is an old saying on the battlefield, 'When the opponent has not fallen, don't think that you have won the battle', I believe you should be able to understand these words." ”

Bian Long laughed and said: "General Yongzhan might as well take a look at these brothers behind me, although they are not elite generals, but they are all flesh and blood wolves, and there are not too many examples of victories with outnumbered enemies, you won't be so naïve to think that you can swallow the border city with a hundred of you, right?"

Yong Zhan put away his smile and looked at the soldiers behind him, to be precise, they are not soldiers, they should be called ghosts, and only ghosts can kill people after death!

Yong Zhan turned his head and looked at Bian Long and said coldly: "Let's make a bet!"

Bian Long smiled and said: "A person who is addicted to gambling is really not suitable to be a general, but now that he is an opponent, I want you to be like this, and it is up to you how you want to gamble!"

Yong Zhan smiled and said: "My bet will not be too difficult, this time will be even easier than last time, by the hundred falcons behind me, no matter how many of you fight, they are a hundred, if you are still standing here after an hour, you win, I will give the border city an extra month." ”

Bian Long thought about it carefully, since Yong Zhan dared to bet like this, he would have the chance to win, but Bian Long couldn't see where the other party's victory was. On the surface, this bet is still beneficial to the border city, so there is no reason for Bian Long not to bet.

After thinking about it for a long time, Bian Long finally nodded and said: "It's hard to chase after a horse, I bet with you!"

Yong Zhan walked off the horse and walked to the side, put a few sticks of incense on the ground, then turned his head to look at Bian Long and said with a smile: "You say start, I'll time it for you!"

Bian Long looked at the brother behind him, tightened the scimitar in his hand and shouted, "Since that's the case, then come!"

With that, the scimitar was unsheathed, and Bian Long rushed to the front, and the warriors in coarse linen clothes behind him rushed forward with Bian Long.

If it is said that the eyes can eat people, then how many people in the world can resist the wolf-like gaze of Bian Long and the group of warriors behind him, but coincidentally, the other party is not a human at all, so there is no fear at all, seeing that Bian Long is about to kill the brothers behind him, these hundred people are still so indifferent, empty looking at the yellow sand on the ground, without saying a word, not advancing or retreating.

But here Yongzhan squatted calmly in place, quietly rubbing the flint, and the little sparks splashed by the flint finally lit the incense. Looking at the incense, Yongzhan smiled and said, "It's finally begun, and the rest of the time is left to you, my falcon warriors." ”

Yong Zhan stood up, took out an unknown object from his arms, put it to his mouth and blew hard, a long and sharp sound pierced this lonely land, like a meteor that appeared quickly but disappeared quickly, but it really came.

This is the battlefield, almost no one will notice this sharp whistle, but it is deeply imprinted in the hearts of this group of dead soldiers, when the whistle sounds, they immediately draw their swords out of their sheaths, their empty eyes are still so empty, ruthless faces are still so ruthless, they still have not woken up, but the knife in their hands has woken up.

Soon the sound of Jin Ge spread all over the land, and the screams of killing and screaming were all in one piece, and even the people who were anxiously waiting in the city could hear them clearly, and the shouts of killing were almost exactly the same as the screams, and it was not difficult to find that they all came from the mouths of this group of warriors in the border city.

Bian Long rushed to the front, and soon exchanged hands with the other party, but it was these few short photos that he could never forget in his life. Regardless of the move or the speed, here he can fight with one enemy ten, he not only kills the opponent's vital point at one time, but the opponent is always unscathed and the more he fights, the more courageous he becomes.

Soon Bian Long was besieged by the other party, and looking at the brothers next to him falling in a pool of blood one by one, he wanted to rescue him but couldn't pull out. For a moment he regretted it, he wanted to end the gamble and end the war, but it was too late, once the war was bloody, how could it be easy to stop without distinguishing the winner and the loser?

While dealing with the Qing army besieging him, Bian Long shouted to the brothers behind him: "Everyone retreat, everyone retreat, they are not human at all!"

Bian Long shouted hoarsely on this side, while Yongzhan laughed heartily on the other side, it is natural for a general to be happy when he hears the bell of victory!

At this moment, the 100 "falcons" of the Qing army have been killed, they tirelessly waved the steel knives in their hands, blood splashed on their faces, they didn't even blink their eyes, maybe they really couldn't find anything else to do except kill.

Looking at the corpses on the ground, looking at the broken knives that were cut off and submerged in the yellow sand, Bian Long finally realized the ruthlessness and cruelty of war, after all, he did not personally experience the fall of his comrades-in-arms, so the so-called war damage is superficial.

Bian Long was also tired, the knife in his hand also slowed down, in the face of the other party's step-by-step pressing and the steel knife that was bright and threatening to kill people, Bian Long seemed to have seen death, and he also began to retreat, when a brave person began to retreat, it proved that he was really afraid!

And for these "falcons", they will never appreciate the cruelty of war, after all, they have no heartbeat and no life, but what can make them stop? If not, what is the point of this world?