Chapter 53: Bloodcast Border Pass (3)

"Knock-knock-knock-"

The thunder drum of war sounded, and the black shadow in the distance slowly advanced like a mockery. Immediately after, huge black shadows scattered in all directions, forming an encirclement trend.

At the top of the city tower, Yue Fan stood on a high place and looked at the entire city pass. Datong City has three city gates in the west, south and east, the middle and south gates are closed, and the west city gate is directly facing the Tatar territory. The mountains on both sides of Datong City are dangerous, stretching for thousands of miles, and it is almost impossible for the Tatars to enter the customs from other directions, and it is no wonder that the Tatars are bent on capturing the land of Datong.

After a while, Yue Fan's eyes closed slightly, he muttered to himself, his hands were suitable, and he began to calculate the formation.

Heaven and earth are divided into upper and lower, the universe has four directions, and the universe is one, and the stars are transformed......

The formation is based on the ground, and the ground is shaped by the formation, and the formation of each place has a certain difference, so the calculation of the formation is needed to create a most suitable formation. This is Yue Fan's most basic comprehension of the "Xingchen Jue", not to follow the steps, but to create a formation.

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Jumping back to the city tower, Yue Fan nodded cautiously to Di Feng, and then left by himself.

Watching Yue Fan leave, no one thought that he would escape. Perhaps, he really has the ability to turn the tide. In times of despair, people often always have a glimmer of hope for the future. Because, there is no worse intention than despair.

"Woo-woo-"

"Rush—"

The horn of the attack sounded, the Tatar soldiers rushed in, and the city of Datong was like a sweet tooth targeted by ants, desperate in silence, waiting to be eaten away by a long time.

"Catapult, ......"

"Archer, let ......"

"Splashing ......"

"Prepare for the sword!"

"Fortify the ...... of the City Gate"

"Kill—"

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A series of orders were shouted from Di Feng's mouth, calm, sober, decisive, and resolute...... The experience of a general who fought for a long time is undoubtedly revealed here.

The sound of the killing, the smoke of gunpowder was filled, the eyes were blood-red, the soldiers on both sides fought selflessly, and the Datong City Pass was shaken in the roar.

The enemy came fiercely, and the Ming soldiers were defeated and retreated due to their momentum, and the soldiers on the city wall fell countless times, and then they were replaced. If it goes on like this, the city will be broken!

"Whoa—whoa, whoa—"

A beast leaps into battle from the walls, creating chaos, and four figures join the battle.

The Tatar attack was blocked, and Dol Roll in the distance saw all this in his eyes, and smiled coldly: "Master of the Central Plains, let me tell you, the battlefield is never as simple as you imagined." Even the last resistance is doomed to your end!Hmph~~"

This time, Dolgon did not send a master to contain Chenxiang and the others, but ordered his warriors to continue to besiege, and then divided most of his forces to continue to attack the city.

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It felt different from the previous fights.

Chenxiang and the others who went deep into the battle formation fought angrily, and the pressure around them became more and more intense, making them gradually feel that their physical strength was consumed, although they were all top masters in the rivers and lakes, but the endless killing was indeed physically and mentally exhausting. Several times due to distraction, the four of them almost fell into trouble.

After a while, Chenxiang and the others were overwhelmed and forced back to the city wall.

The most outstanding performance on the battlefield is still Xiaohuo, who can kill without fear without defense. Such a fierce monster on the battlefield really gave Dolgon a lot of headaches. Fortunately, he was not a fuel-efficient lamp, and ordered the ten innate masters in the army to take out the chains prepared in advance and put them into the battle formation to help the iron cavalry.

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The small fire was about to rise, and suddenly ten people surrounded him, holding chains and gurgling in the cold light!

"Whoosh-whoosh-"

"Bang Bang-"

The chains are connected into a cobweb, trapping the little creatures in it, making it extremely difficult to move.

Although Xiaohuo is an ancient beast with infinite power, it has not yet matured, and the ancient power cannot exert one percent, and it is finally restrained by ten antenna masters of Tatar.

"Attack—"

The Great Axe Man charged, taking a long ladder and slaying at the walls.

On the city tower, Di Feng was directing the battle, but he saw that a group of soldiers guarding the city were all hugging the city wall, and the leader was the general Fang Xin.

"Fang Xin!?What are you doing here?" Di Feng grabbed the placket of the other party's chest and said: "What should the barbarians do when they enter the city? Why don't you go back to Lao Tzu and guard the bottom! If a barbarian enters the city, you will come to see me!"

"But ......"

"Bastard, you should go quickly! Don't grind around here, be careful that Lao Tzu plucks your skin!" Di Feng was so anxious that he couldn't do it, but this was not the time to teach people.

Who knew that Fang Xin still didn't move, and hesitated: "General Feng, Mr. Li asked us to come up, and there are hundreds of troops left below." Mr. Lee said that he would leave it to him below, and let us come up to help, and it was better not to let the Tatar soldiers storm the wall. ”

"Mr. Li!" Di Feng was stunned and was almost shot by a sharp arrow.

Tens of thousands of people held on to the city wall, and the pressure was naturally much easier, but if the city gate was breached, what would happen? Although Li Yuefan was a strong man, could he alone resist tens of thousands of troops? In a trance, Di Feng remembered the battle to the death many years ago, and the general once told him a sentence, when you are desperate, you can only choose to believe.

"Don't say anything, let's replenish our troops, hurry up, kill me-"

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Half an hour passed, and the blood-colored aura pushed the killing to **.

"Boom-"

The gate of the border gate was finally smashed open again, and the Tatar warriors rushed forward and tried to pour into the city! But just like last time, all the soldiers who had just poured into the gate stopped, and all the iron horsemen behind were blocked.

The Tatar soldiers were worried, the last time they broke through the city gate, there was a fierce beast standing in front of them, this time it should be another fierce beast, right?

When the smoke and dust cleared, there was indeed a figure standing in front of him, but that figure was very "weak"!

"Haha! Not a beast......"

"It's not a beast, everyone!"

"Kill—"

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It was a huge stake, big, really big! It was the last thought of a Tatar soldier before he died.

At the gate of the city, Yue Fan carried a wooden stake on his shoulder, ten zhang long, and the three people had thick waists, which could be described as a thousand catties of weight, and it was not an exaggeration to call it huge. Such a behemoth, if it is used freely on the battlefield, it is definitely a sharp weapon to sweep away thousands of armies. But to use such a huge thing, without the power of ten thousand stones and extraordinary physique, it is absolutely impossible.

However, strength and endurance happened to be Yue Fan's strengths, and after three days of recuperation, his vitality finally recovered to the ninth layer of his heyday, and he was close to breaking the spiritual aperture to form a cycle of its own. In addition, "Dragon Pole Nine Changes" has also made a breakthrough and turned dark yellow, and its power has reached an unprecedented peak.

"Kill that Han dog!"

"Kill-kill-kill-"

What does it mean to be a one-person pass, and you can't be brave?

Yue Fan stood alone in front of the city gate, dancing a huge pile, and no one around him could get close to him.

Corpses are everywhere, and flesh and blood are all over the sky......

There were more and more people, and they were more violent, but Yue Fan seemed to be rooted here, and he still did not waver in the storm, and the soldiers who rushed up were all blurred by the impact, and the corpses were piled up layer after layer, and there were red and white things everywhere.

Occasionally, one or two Tatar soldiers who slipped through the net bypassed Yue Fan and rushed directly into the city gate, but what was waiting for them was Yue Fan's "Hundred Swords Killing Array" specially set up for the enemy. The power of this "100-knife killing array" is extremely fierce! It is not a problem to strangle hundreds of soldiers of the same type, not to mention dealing with a fish that has slipped through the net, and the tragic situation can be imagined.

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A new page was opened in the carnage, the drums of war were rushing, the two sides did not back down in the slightest, and the blood still nourished this fertile land.

Dolgon was triumphant when he suddenly saw the tide of battle in front of him turn down. The formation that was originally under control gradually scattered into a mess. The gates of the city were huddled, and countless iron horsemen were held back, unable to take a step forward. And the city tower, which was about to be captured, once again added countless troops, and it was hard to block the frantic attack of the Tatar soldiers.

In this way, a city wall with tens of thousands of soldiers simply blocked hundreds of thousands of Tatar iron horsemen from the border city.

Blood is red, the city wall is also red, this is a border made of flesh and blood, nothing can be stronger than this wall, it pins on perseverance and hope, it guards a firm faith!

Faintly, a voice came from the battlefield.

Defend the family and country, life and death, bravely kill the enemy, have no regrets, men's blood, heroic tears, and behead the general......

The hatred of the nation, the hatred of the family and the country, the blood is exhausted, the people do not return, the knife is clenched, the corpse sleeps, and the war does not stop......

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