After the cavalry of the feudal army regrouped, they once again attacked the Western Wolf tribe, which did not seem to have a trace of combat effectiveness. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

This impact, they don't dare to take it lightly, and they won't take it lightly, because they underestimated this group of hooligans who are worse than beggars, and then they fell for their tricks, so that under the first wave of favorable rushes, they actually lost more than half, how could they ever encounter such a situation.

It was the first time that the cavalry of the feudal kingdom had seen anyone using chili powder and lime powder on the battlefield.

This is really unheard of and unseen, but to a certain extent, I also understand the profound truth that the princess said that the Central Plains is vast and rich in resources, and there are many heroes and heroes.

As for this moment, in the face of only half of the Western Wolf tribes left, where did the cavalry of the vassal country dare to take it lightly.

As for the rogue leader of the West Wolf, Ah San was melancholy and distressed.

The reason why the first time to use chili powder and quicklime to cause huge damage to the cavalry of the vassal country is completely due to surprise, if you do it again, the other party will definitely have a precaution, and it will definitely not have any effect, but will make the other party take advantage of the situation and annihilate their entire army, of course, there is no chili powder and quicklime on the body of the West Wolf Tribe.

"Hey, this time it's really my best wolf. Ah San looked at the pipe in his hand, and the West Wolf tribe behind him was also sad.

If the Xu Zi Battalion is the independent existence of the Northwest Army, but when it comes to independence, the Xu Zi Battalion still has to obey the orders of the Northwest Army, but it is the West Wolf Legion, which can ignore the military orders of the Northwest Army, of course, Hu Hanshan, the commander of the Northwest Army, has never given any orders to the West Wolf Legion, even the simplest military investigation has not been conducted.

And after Ah San took over, the West Wolf Legion did not take the initiative to ask Hu Hanshan for a little military salary, although the soldiers brought out by Ah San were all hooligans, but Hu Hanshan was looking at the face of the national pillar Feng Zhaoran, and still divided a part of the military salary for the West Wolf Department every year, but it was decreasing year by year.

And the real situation of the West Wolf Legion, only Ah San knows it in his heart.

The West Wolf Legion originally had an establishment of 30,000 people, but now, there are only more than 2,000 old and weak remnants of the army.

As for the military salaries allocated by Hu Hanshan, they were all used by him to settle his subordinates.

I especially remember that six years ago, that is, in the eighteenth year of Tianwu, on that rainy night, in an alley in Lingdu, a beggar who was good at gambling was beaten on the head and bleeding by the people in the gambling house, and the blood flowed down the rain.

At that moment of confusion, someone rode a white horse, dressed in silver-white armor, holding a long sword, came from a distance, without saying a word, swinging his sword and slashing.

All five people in the gambling house were sealed with a sword.

But the beggar just got up slowly, looked at the man with hatred in his eyes, and then dragged his bruised body away slowly, and slowly left.

The silver-white general only said a word when the beggar figure was about to leave the alley.

"If you hate me, go to the Northwest Army. ”

Since then, there has been one more hooligan in the Northwest Army, and he is Ah San.

And the general in the silver and white armor was Feng Zhaoran, at that time he was just a great general who shook the heavens, and after he returned to the Lingdu after crusading against the feudal army, he did a small thing casually.

And the beggar, who would rather be beaten to death than fight back on that rainy night, knew in his heart that if he made a move, the five would definitely not survive.

I don't kill Beren, but Beren dies because of me.

So he wants revenge.

And the revenge he chose to take was to start with the Northwest Army.

He hated war, and even more so death.

He gave up the comfort of wandering the rivers and lakes and chose to join the army.

He gave up the beautiful hope of glory and wealth and repeatedly built a military industry, and chose to be a rogue leader who was spurned by the world.

He gave up his military salary, but built more than 30,000 sweet families.

In the wilderness of the northwest, the prestige of the army is the Xu Zi Battalion, which is a legendary existence, but if you talk about the people's hearts, I am afraid that the West Wolf is even better.

What the Xu Zi Battalion did was war, while what the West Wolf Legion did was the opposite-stop the war.

Ah San is a hooligan, he acts without scruples, and in the face of others' scolding, he is unmoved and bears it silently.

He was dressed in a cloak and wore a hat all year round.

Just because of poverty, and the ideals of West Wolf were forcibly reversed by Ah San in five years.

Stop the war......

This is Ah San, and he is also the West Wolf......

But when the cavalry of the feudal army approached the Western Wolf Legion again, it was all in vain.

"Brothers, you choose to continue to follow me, I'm sorry for you......" Ah San raised his right pipe and raised his head to the sky and roared.

When everyone in the West Wolf Department heard this, they all turned to look at Ah San behind them.

More than 1,000 people were facing away from the cavalry of the feudal kingdom that rushed to kill.

The speed of the cavalry of the vassal kingdom gradually increased, but the cavalry who rushed to the front took the initiative to slow down as if they had seen a ghost, and in the face of the unarmed western wolf tribe with their backs to them, they were timid, just because all this was too evil, and the evil made the cavalry of the feudal kingdom fearful.

Ah San looked at this group of old and weak soldiers, unclothed, hungry, and thin-skinned.

Then he put down the pipe in his hand and closed his eyes.

Ah San was quietly enjoying the last moment of peace brought to him by the West Wolf tribe.

It's just that when he opened his eyes again, he looked at this group of **** West Wolf tribes with their arms in their arms......

After all, he was unwilling.

He was unwilling to let this group of brothers who had followed him all the year round to fight bandits and bandits be buried in the yellow sand, and he was unwilling to let this group of lovely people die in the war before they established their homes...... He was not reconciled......

Looking at the cavalry of the vassal kingdom that rushed towards his western wolf tribe, a trace of anger as a warrior in Ah San's heart involuntarily jumped out.

Since ancient times, chivalrous people have violated the ban with martial arts, and now this is the case in the Tianling Dynasty, and now the Holy Heavenly Martial Emperor has lost a trace of the dignity that the royal family should have in front of the national pillar Feng Zhaoran.

The power of the national pillar Feng Zhaoran was close to that of Emperor Tianwu.

And the evil thoughts in Ah San's heart at this moment burst out involuntarily.

I saw Ah San raise the pipe in his hand, and then shoot forward.

The speed of the pipe was very fast, and the strength was even more powerful, directly piercing the throat of the cavalry of the vassal who rushed to the front.

"Brothers, kill!" Ah Sanyi ordered.

This is Ah San's second military order since he became the general of the West Wolf.

As for the first military order, it is...... Those who have a home, go home, and those who have no home, start a family!

But none of the more than 1,000 people in front of him turned around, even if the earth was already trembling at this moment, knowing that behind them were the cavalry of the vassal kingdom wielding their long knives, and the cavalry of the vassal kingdom who had already opened their fangs was ignored at this moment.

"Stop the war!" the voices of more than a thousand people echoed in the wilderness of the northwest outside Luosha Town.

resounded through the world, but there was a lack of qi.

This is caused by perennial hunger, and people with unbearable bodies and thin yellow muscles can have confidence? But this is a roar from the bottom of the heart of the Werewolf.

Ah San had a ringing in his ears during this roar, but he recovered instantly.

But in the corners of the eyes eroded by the years, two tears of blood slowly fell.

Red tears, this is pain, but also unwilling.

Ah San looked at the West Wolf in front of him, since taking over the West Wolf, it was originally a legion of 30,000 people, and now there are only more than 1,000 people left, this is their pride, it is the result of the joint efforts of the West Wolf, even if they are starving, they will live a life of food and clothing for the brothers who have settled in the house, they would rather be unclothed and exchange their armor and swords for money to help those poor people who have been displaced by the war, this is their ideal.

Cease the war......

Since ancient times, men have tears and do not flick......

But Ah San cried, two lines of blood and tears......

Since ancient times, men have gold under their knees......

But Ah San knelt down and landed on both knees......

And at this moment, the Werewolves have collectively chosen a method that is incomprehensible to everyone.

More than a thousand men had their backs to the cavalry of the vassal army.

The West Werewolf and Ah San looked at each other and knelt.

Look up to the sky and smile.

The laughter was earth-shattering, but it could not change the mind of the cavalry of the feudal army to swear to kill this hateful enemy.

The werewolves of the West are determined to die and vow to stop the war!

Unfortunately, under the ruthless sword of the feudal army, this practice was of no use.

Although the feudal army did not understand the actions of this group of people who were worse than beggars, the blood-stained knives still harvested the lives of the werewolves one by one.

Ah San didn't look at the werewolves who fell in a pool of blood one by one in front of him, that was their choice, and it was also his choice.

The laughter remained, but faded away......

And the group of soldiers standing in the tower of Luosha Town watched the West Wolf Legion be indifferent in the face of the second round of the feudal army's charge, and all knelt down and let the cavalry of the feudal army rush to kill.

But they're still laughing......

The soldiers scolded, and one by one they were angry, and they almost took the head of Master Asana with their long swords.

Long Xiao looked at the Western Werewolf's death-seeking approach, smiled slightly, and raised the strong bow on his left hand towards Dada in the carriage not far away.

And Dada smiled back, the long sword in his hand was unsheathed, and they would win this battle.

Because at this moment, the cavalry of the Northwest Army that rushed out of Luosha Town had not yet broken through the third layer of defense of the vanguard battalion. And the Western Wolf Legion, which had previously blocked the powerful cavalry under the princess's command, was being continuously wiped out.

Han Laoer, who was constantly rushing to kill, couldn't get through, Geng Guotou and the three were anxious, they wanted to rescue Hu Hanshan, the commander of the Northwest Army, and after hearing the earth-shattering stop of the battle from the West Werewolf, their hearts were even more burning.

Hu Hanshan, who was tied up into a zongzi, looked at the cavalry of the vassal kingdom who was constantly wielding butcher knives and wreaking havoc among the people of the West Wolf Tribe, and his heart was even more hateful.

This is a kind of hatred buried deep in the bones, family hatred and national hatred.

......

Yuan Shengnan listened to the sound of stopping the battle, and then saw that the group of people in the West Wolf actually died with a voice.

This is the dead soldier of the ancient war, and what a lofty ideal it requires, Yuan Shengnan asked himself that no team in the feudal army could do it, not even her closest guards.

She looked at the cavalry that had rushed to kill among the werewolves, and her heart suddenly felt remorseful.

Because of her yearning for the Central Plains, she raised troops to commit Tianling and set off a war.

Because of her own selfishness, she caused so many deaths.

And at this moment, the cessation of the war made this woman who had been in the war all year round suddenly feel tired.

She was tired and tired of the army.

She was tired, tired of war.

Just when Yuan Shengnan was thinking about what the West Wolf Legion had done, a sudden coldness on her neck pulled her back to reality.

"Mingjin retreats!" a cold, unmistakable voice rang in her ears.

Yuan Shengnan's squinted eyes swept over, and a man in the armor of the feudal army held a long sword, and his eyes looked at her with surprisingly calm eyes.

She knew him, from the portrait.

It was a man she had wanted to see for a long time, and at last by chance, she was about to meet him, but before she could see him, the feudal army was defeated.

She was sixteen years old.

That year, the eighteenth year of Tianwu.

In the Great War of Falling Spirits, the feudal army was defeated, and the feudal kingdom bowed down and ceded land and paid compensation.

It was a figure who had been famous for a long time, that was the person she admired, only she did it better than him, he did everything at the age of thirty-seven, and she, at the age of twenty-two, did it.

Today, she finally met the legendary man - Feng Zhaoran.

It's just that......

"Mingjin Withdraw the Army......" Looking at the man's calm eyes, Yuan Shengnan had no doubt that if he didn't listen to this person's words at this moment, then the next moment, the feudal army would be wiped out from now on, even if he was alone.