Qiankun Fantasy Sword Record

Volume 3 Autumn Soldiers on the Battlefield Chapter 089 Blood Splattered on the Solitary Peak

One hundred steps, seventy steps, fifty steps, thirty steps... The Xiongnu elite soldiers are getting closer and closer to the first protective stone wall. (!. Win q coins)

However, there was no movement behind the stone wall. Is this stone wall just a false protective fence?

Ten steps, only ten steps away!

The sudden change!

Behind the stone wall, a thousand Han troops and a thousand modified Zhuge crossbows seemed to appear out of thin air. The arrows on the crossbows were already ready to go. As soon as they appeared, they shot towards the nearby people with a sharp sound of breaking through the air.

The elite Xiongnu soldiers are close at hand.

For a time, arrows fell like a heavy rain on the Xiongnu elite soldiers. At such a close distance, the Xiongnu elite soldiers had no time to dodge. Those who rushed in front were shot down in large pieces, and some were even hit by several arrows. Those who followed

Seeing this, the elite Xiongnu soldiers behind had no choice but to retreat, waving their swords to block the crossbow arrows while retreating.

After a shower of arrows, the thousand Han troops all hid behind the stone wall and there was no more movement.

No one in the Han army was injured, but the Xiongnu suffered numerous casualties.

When Mo Hu Guxie saw this, he was furious and quickly organized a second attack.

This time, the elite Xiongnu soldiers walking in front all held shields that could block crossbow arrows. With shields, they were no longer afraid of the Han army's crossbow arrows.

When they reached about ten steps away from the stone wall again, the Xiongnu elite soldiers could not help but stop their advance. However, after waiting for a while, no Han soldiers came out to shoot arrows.

So the Xiongnu elite troops advanced again, and only advanced three steps, but another sudden change occurred. (! Win the call fee)

This time, it was not the crossbowmen of the Han army who suddenly appeared to shoot, nor the Han army who jumped out from behind the stone wall to kill. What shocked the Xiongnu soldiers was that the large and small stones that were originally part of the stone wall suddenly cracked.

, flew straight out and hit them!

Stones are no better than crossbow arrows. Crossbow arrows rely on sharpness. Although they are strong, they are small after all. As long as you have a strong enough shield, you can still withstand them. But stones rely on strength. Even if you use a shield to block it, it will still be blocked.

The force of the hit cannot be underestimated.

In an instant, some of the shields in the hands of the Xiongnu elite soldiers were smashed, and some were smashed to the ground with the shields and people. Some large stones that hit the target continued to roll down, again injuring some Huns along the way.

Elite soldiers. Several rolling boulders hit Mohu Guxie in front of him.

When all the stones of the stone wall flew away, the Huns saw a golden figure like a giant god, standing as steady as Mount Tai behind the missing stone wall.

Mo Hu Guxie was shocked. Could it be that he was the prince of the Han army? He was the one who really shot out those large and small stones? It is not something that ordinary people can do to push out the large and small stones that were piled up in the stone wall.

That requires very profound skills. But the Golden Wing Sect didn't say that the Prince of Han was a peerless master! Did they lie to themselves again?

When Pei Zhiqu saw this, he was secretly shocked. He knew that he had met an opponent. And this person turned out to be the prince of the imperial court! The discovery of a master did not scare Pei Zhiqu, but instead aroused his fighting spirit.

His eyes are full of fighting spirit!

Just when the whole Xiongnu army was shocked, Wen Zijun had already retreated behind the second protective stone wall.

First the crossbow shot, then the stone smashing, and they were all launched when the enemy was in front of them, making it impossible for the enemy to avoid them. All of these were planned by Wen Zijun in advance.

Wen Zijun's deployment indeed dealt a huge blow to Mohu Guxie. But it also inspired the fierceness of the Xiongnu Great Chanyu.

Mo Hu Guxie then issued a death order. No matter what was shot in front of him, he was not allowed to take even one step back!

The second stone wall once again provided a great barrier to the elite Huns. But this time, no one of the Hun warriors retreated. They even used their dead comrades in front as shields to keep approaching the stone wall.

As a result, a thousand Han crossbowmen had no time to retreat to the last line of defense, and were surrounded by the Xiongnu elite soldiers who had already rushed up and fought together.

As the Xiongnu elite troops pushed under the stone wall like chariots, Wen Zijun could no longer shoot out the stones. Seeing that the thousand crossbow archers were in danger, Wen Zijun gave an order and rushed out with two thousand people.

He fought with the Xiongnu elite soldiers who had climbed over the stone wall and retreated while fighting, bringing the remaining more than 700 crossbowmen back behind the last stone wall.

Fortunately, Wen Zijun's decisive order prevented a thousand crossbowmen from being engulfed in the second protective stone wall. If he hesitated even a little, the consequences would have been disastrous.

After Mohu Guxie captured the second protective fence, he did not stop. He replaced a group of Huns warriors and launched a general attack. Because the longer the time was delayed, the more advantageous it would be to the Han army.

The final battle has finally come.

The moon's figure has become lighter and lighter, and is about to disappear behind the Western Mountains. And the east has gradually turned white, and a new day is coming.

Wen Zijun led the remaining guards and stood ready behind the last protective stone wall. Their arrows had been fired at the first two protective stone walls. Everyone clenched the swords in their hands.

Behind them was an abyss, and they had no way to retreat. In front of them were the Huns enemy troops many times larger than them. They had no choice but to fight hard and send the sword in their hands into the enemy's body.

Looking at the Xiongnu soldiers charging over, Wen Zijun shouted loudly: "Brothers! We must hold the last position. It won't take long before our reinforcements will arrive! For the bright moon in our hearts, kill!"

"For the bright moon in my heart!" The seven thousand personal guards roared, "Kill!"

The sound resounded throughout the earth, waking up many birds that were still in their dreams. They fluttered their wings and rushed into the sky, as if trying to find the source of the loud noise.

All the Han troops stood at the top of the solitary peak, holding weapons in hand, ready to fight the enemy to the death.

The mountain is high and the peak is human.

They have become part of the solitary peak, and the peak is the last position they must defend to the death. They are the pinnacle of the country's power, the peaks that the people need to look up to, and the unshakable peaks in the hearts of their relatives.

Wen Zijun arranged his formation into a fan shape, with himself in the center to provide support. Behind them were his comrades who were always ready.

It’s coming, it’s coming, it’s finally coming!

The Xiongnu elite soldiers finally climbed over the last stone wall, but what greeted them were the gleaming sickles of death. Many Xiongnu elite soldiers were killed as soon as they came into contact with the Han army. But they had an endless stream of warriors coming over

, once the Guards troops entered and could not kill so many, they allowed them to gain a firm foothold and began to fight face to face.

The soldiers fighting on both sides were dying out quickly, but they were quickly replaced by their comrades behind them, and they continued to fight together.

The morning sun has not yet risen in the east, but the top of the lonely peak has already been dyed red - dyed red with blood! The blood has become a river.