Rebirth of Weak Daughter of the General’s Family

Shen Jian and Qi Conglin looked at the soldiers of the Northern Army who were slowly climbing up from the mountain. Shen Jian said, "It should be a temptation."

Qi Conglin agreed: "Well, we don't take it seriously." He turned and shouted, "Don't use new weapons, use old bows and arrows."

Everyone complained: "What! We just took a new bow and arrow."

"Yes, in the past, I could only practice with samples. I used Tiantian Wheels. It was not addictive at all. Now I should practice my hands as well..."

"How can those tatters work?"

"Yes, as soon as I got the new one, I thought the old one was really ugly! I didn't know where I threw it..."

Qi Conglin frowned, "You prodigal! Those things can still be used!"

Someone said: "You are too stingy..."

"Yes, it's almost like a housekeeper..."

Qi Conglin shouted angrily: "How dare you not obey the military order!"

Shen Jian also solemnly said to everyone: "Now they are just a test, we can't scare them away."

Everyone sighed, reluctantly put down the bows and arrows they had just allocated, went to find their own old things, and then moved behind the broken wall. There were nearly a thousand people, but only a hundred people came to attack. With the sound of bows and arrows, some of the hundred people fell, and the others retreated.

The people on the mountain cheered, and Qi Conglin cursed: "What is the name of these people?"

Everyone said: "This is for good luck! Do you still sigh if you don't cheer"

Someone said: "Hurry up! Raise the flag of'Shen'!"

Several people fixed the Shen Zi military flag with gravel. Shen Jian walked over and stood under the military flag. Yan Shi walked to his side and stood shoulder to shoulder with him. The two people looked at the large Beirong banners under the mountain and were silent, but their hands under the sleeves were held together.

The sergeant who returned to the foot of the mountain told the situation on Huoluo Mountain: It seems that there are only a thousand defenders, the arrows used are also very old, and most of the soldiers are slightly injured.

Huo Luo checked the arrows they brought back and thought that the people above should be vulnerable, so he transferred three thousand elite soldiers and followed him up the mountain.

He walked to the middle of the mountain and looked up and saw the Shen-character army flag fluttering on the wall. For a while, the shame of being robbed of food by Shen Jian at the border rushed to his heart. Huo Luo raised his knife and screamed loudly, leading Bei Rong. The soldiers rushed up the mountain.

Qi Conglin yelled to the new soldiers with his hands in his hands: "Only the first team will take the crossbow! Don't rush to shoot, do it when you see it right! One arrow, one person, these arrows are precious!"

The soldiers separated, and more than two hundred people arrived at the side of the arrow, and the others stood behind. Someone said to the person in front: "After you shoot, hurry down and squat..."

Qi Conglin said loudly: "Listen to my orders! Mine! Don't command blindly!"

Everyone was joking, Shen Jian also took a set of bows and arrows, and stood beside the arrow under his banner, Yan and the volunteers hid behind the inner wall.

Soon, the soldiers of Bei Rong approached, and Qi Conglin shouted: "Wait! Don't worry!"

Someone among the soldiers replied, "Don't worry, don't worry! Wait until you can see your eyebrows before shooting."

Qi Conglin shouted: "Who is this, always take the trouble! I'm looking for a fight!"

There were laughter in several places, and the atmosphere was obviously relaxed. Chen Lichang felt wrong: "Don't take it seriously! This is a war! The young one is unreliable. Or let me go."

Someone said: "Go! Uncle staying, don't get in the way of us!"

Chen Lichang was angry: "Who are you talking about! I want to..."

With a "swish" bowstring sound, a Northern Army soldier fell down, and one shouted: "Look! I shot!"

Someone said loudly: "You shot too early!"

The soldier shouted back: "What's wrong! I shot!"

The soldiers of Bei Rong were already dozens of steps away. Huo Luo took the lead, and Shen Jian drew his bow and arrow at him. He also saw Shen Jian and raised his big sword to Shen Jian...

Qi Conglin shouted: "Shoot! Stop making a noise!"

A bowstring rang, and the charging northern soldiers fell one after another. Some rolled directly from the mountain. Huola was holding a knife. In a short while, the soldiers around him fell down like cutting grass, and some even turned. Head down the hill. Huo Luo was shocked, and between turning his face, an arrow wiped the bridge of his nose. He hurriedly bent over and lay on the ground, shouting loudly that everyone would continue to charge. But the arrows coming down from the top are too powerful. If you shoot one, you won't be able to get up anymore. Where is the slight injury!

No more than a stick of incense before and after, Huolo found that there was not much of the sergeant he was carrying. He squatted on the ground and raised his head. He could even see the dilapidated city wall. The familiar young man smiled at him. Huo Luo's face flushed red, and he recognized the man! That person once laughed at him condescendingly upstairs in the capital. That person once robbed him of the food and ironware he brought at the border! That person is Shen Jian, the second son of Zhenbeihou! Huo Luo really wanted to rush up and desperately, but he looked back and forth, and there were no living northern soldiers around. If he rushed up alone, he would become an arrow target. He gritted his teeth, staring at Shen Jian, and lay down. Retreat slowly on the ground. Shen Jian beckoned at him, and then opened his bow at him.

Huo Luo didn't dare to get up and retreated against the mountain. Shen Jian knew that the angle was wrong, and he couldn't shoot him when he shot out. He just watched him exit the shooting range of the bow and arrow, and smiled and put down the bow and arrow. Huo Luo got up, turned and ran down the mountain.

Seeing the northern soldiers retreating, Qi Conglin shouted: "Stop! Stop! Don't waste arrows!"

Someone complained: "We haven't gotten our turn yet!"

Shen Jian said: "Don't worry, there are only two to three thousand people this time, and there will be more people in the next round."

Qi Conglin concluded: "I don't think you are obedient at all! Isn't it because General Shen is not here, you are so loose! Ah! I'm also very good! I'm in a hurry and I'll serve as a military stick!"

Chen Lichang agreed: "Yes, yes! Quarrels on the battlefield are very wrong!"

Duan Zeng looked at it with a grin, and said in a contrary tone: "What happened to the quarrel? Listen to the excitement..."

Someone whispered: "People dare to interrupt! Let's wait on the staff too!"

Duan Zeng immediately said: "Hi! I'm a military doctor! Understand!"

Chen Lichang also said angrily: "I am a retired soldier! Soldier! I am more qualified than you! I want to..."

Shen Jian raised his hand: "Okay, okay, everyone pay attention. If Huo Luo is defeated, there should be a very strong attack, everyone quickly prepares, it's time to eat and drink..."

Someone said: "There's more..."

With a roar of laughter, Shen Jian hurriedly turned his head to find Yan Shi, who was leading the scholars in the distance to complete the repair of the venue.

Shen Jian became serious, and said: "Don't be careless! Although our weapons are good and we occupy a lot of ground, there are too many people on the other side! Don't let them come close!"

Qi Conglin made a specific arrangement: "Divide into three teams and take turns on the wall. Three people are in a group, remember to shoot in turns..."

A soldier yawned loudly: "How many years have been practicing this, and still nagging!"

Another said: "Yes! I can shoot with my eyes closed..."

Only then did Chen Lichang understand that these people have the ability to laugh.

Qi Conglin was angry: "Military baton! Where's the military baton!"

Someone said loudly: "Report! I didn't bring it!" There was another burst of laughter.

Qi Conglin looked at Shen Jian with a bit of frustration, Shen Jian also smiled bitterly, and said in a low voice, "Forget it, let them toss, General Shen told me, these people are all sharp shooters, and they are very high-spirited. There is no day anyway. What kind of tactic is shooting, they will definitely be able to do it."

Qi Conglin shouted, "Supervisor Shen said, "Forget it!" Otherwise, I will maimed you!" Everyone laughed again. Qi Conglin said: "You are all right now, but you have to take orders at night!"

A few people responded sparsely, and everyone rectified. Some people even climbed out of the city wall, went to collect arrows from the dead, and prepared to cope with the next round of offensive.

Furiously, he returned to the military tent, and let someone chop off all the soldiers who ran down! Running faster than the coach, so disturbing people's minds, you must kill the chickens and be wary of monkeys, which has a warning effect on other people!

He couldn't believe that the attack he led was repelled! How could the Southerners defeat Bei Rong! Thinking of the soldiers with the arrows falling to the ground, he made people present the arrows on the wounded soldiers, only to realize that they were not the old arrows from the last charge, but new ones! The arrow is a weird triangular pyramid, slender and hard. He touched the arrow with his finger. It was extremely sharp, much more refined than the usual cast iron arrow. Bei Rong is not good at smelting, and soldiers don't like heavy armor. They wear leather armor, or light armor covered with thin iron. This kind of armor shoots through soldiers! Moreover, the arrow is so short that Bei Rong's bow and arrow cannot be used. If the arrow is cut off, the cavity inside is also very small and cannot be inserted into their existing arrow shaft. In other words, the arrows used by the opponent are peculiar, and the thin short arrows can kill people!

Huo Luo felt danger for the first time, and in the face of danger, people like Huo Luo who believe in violence can only adopt one way: to subdue the other party with more powerful violence! What's more, there are personal grievances here! He mobilized tens of thousands of elite soldiers, and gave the order to die. Those who fled before the battle died-if they couldn't rush over, they didn't have to come back alive!

In view of the fact that the arrows over there were too powerful, Huo Luo decided not to play the vanguard. He followed the brigade sergeants and waited for them to break through the defense, and then went to the Shen Jiajun general to settle the account.

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When Shen Wen meditated in the middle of the night, he felt uneasy and couldn't settle down. She sat foolishly in the dark, looking at the dull window.

At this time in the previous life, she walked into the abyss ignorantly, but in this life, she arranged all the chess pieces, leaving only the final operation. Although she does not know the outcome, she feels that victory is in her hands. In the near future, blood will flow into rivers in many places. People who have committed evil deeds in previous lives will be punished if they dare to do evil. This is her revenge, a fatal blow after a thousand years of waiting, but she is not Feeling joyful, only feeling the bone-chilling coldness.

The old Taoist was right. She had too deep resentment in her heart. If there is no blood washing, how can she be cleared of her and there is still another way to go?

Su Wanniang has been sleeping in the same room with Shen Wen, and she often wakes up at night to see if Shen Wen is there. She opened her eyes and saw Shen Wen still sitting. She took a closer look and found that Shen Wen was not meditating, so she whispered: "What's wrong?"

Shen Wen sighed deeply and said to Su Wanniang: "I feel cold."

Su Wanniang sat next to Shen Wen and didn't say anything. In the quiet night, she sat with Shen Wen for half an hour. Shen Wen thought of the death of Su Wanniang in the previous life, and then thought of Su Chuanya, Ji Wenzhao, etc., the deaths of her family... She whispered: "If humans are destined to kill each other, then let the damned person die once this time, otherwise Isn't it too unfair"

Su Wanniang clasped Shen Wen's hand and said: "I understand, I killed someone that time..."

Shen Wenxin said that whoever you killed probably didn't die. But she was grateful that Su Wanniang understood her state of mind, and shook Su Wanniang's hand back and said, "Thank you, I'm better, let's go to sleep."

Su Wanniang hummed and lay down with Shen Wen, her heart also flustered. She heard Shen Wen say many times that Bei Rong should have invaded. Now that in recent years, news of the war at the border will come at any time.

In the palace, Concubine Xue Gui could not sleep either.

She received the emperor again today, but the emperor only ate a few spoonfuls of bird's nest porridge, and his expression was not good when he left.

Concubine Xue Gui didn't know that it was because of the emperor's stomach upset, and thought it was the emperor who was suspicious. She had a guilty conscience. Before going to bed, she took out the jade box with the purse and looked around in the bedroom. She had to hide it, but half of the things in the paper bag were left and couldn't be buried. Maybe she would have to use it a few more times...

After searching for a long time, she finally decided to put it in a copper incense burner on the museum shelf in the bedroom. She put the jade box at the bottom of the incense burner, poured incense ashes from other incense burners to bury the jade box, then put the copper incense burner on the corner of the museum shelf and pushed it into the shadows, indicating that it will not be used for a long time. old stuff.

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Shen Jian and Qi Conglin looked at the Beirong Sergeant who was climbing densely under the mountain, their expressions were very solemn. Shen Jian asked in a low voice: "Do you have enough arrows?"

Qi Conglin said: "Thousands of sergeants, each with fifty arrows."

Shen Jian said to himself: "Only 50,000 pieces."

Qi Conglin shouted: "Listen well, everyone! Every arrow must hit someone! Otherwise, there will be no arrows behind us!"

Everyone replied sporadically: "How many times have you said it! I knew it!" "The key is not to shoot all arrows at one person!" "We have all agreed on the limit, you don't shoot here!"...

Qi Conglin nervously watched the approaching Beijun soldiers, and said loudly, "The bed crossbow is used when it is important. Now everyone takes turns shooting!"

Shen Jian also said loudly: "Don't panic everyone! Take turns! Don't rush!"

The soldiers behind the wall seemed really not in a hurry. Several people stepped forward and buckled. The enemies who rushed up fell down one after another. If one person fell, it might even hurt others. Qi Conglin stood aside with an oversized one in his hand and shot the fish that slipped through the net.

The sergeants of Beirong were brave and fearless, still unable to charge under the rain of arrows, and finally approached the remnant wall dangerously. Qi Conglin shouted: "Bed crossbow!"

There were a few creaking winds, and then a bang. A cluster of arrows shot out like rain, and a group of wailing came from the front of the wall. A large swath of enemies fell to the ground at the same time, and some people rolled down the mountain. . The momentum of the attack was stopped, and the other guards fired again to force the enemy back.

The soldiers breathed a sigh of relief and began to criticize: "That crossbow is a waste of arrows!"

The two soldiers who mastered the bed crossbow were dissatisfied: "What do you mean if we didn't do it, those people would have rushed!"

Someone curled his lips: "But as soon as you shoot out, more than 30 arrows are gone! Have you shot 30 people!"

A bed crossbowman was anxious: "How could it be possible to get an arrow! They didn't line up for us to shoot!"

Qi Conglin also looked a little painful, and said, "So the bed crossbow is only used at a critical time. You can't use it casually..."

The bed crossbowmen went crazy: "Then I don't do it! We are going to be short crossbowmen! What the hell! I only shot once after waiting for a long time, and it was made difficult by you! Who wants to wait and watch you shoot happy... "

Duan Daeng laughed, followed by a burst of laughter, Shen Jian endured a laugh and said loudly, "What nonsense! Get ready, they are here again!"

The sergeants of Beirong attacked again. This time, they slowed down, some of them leaned on the rocks, some piled up the dead bodies, and shot arrows at the soldiers behind the broken wall behind the dead bodies. It is a pity that their bows and arrows are not as far as the guards' range, and the accuracy is obviously not enough, and those within the range are quickly shot to death. Seeing that the slow offensive failed, the Northern Army soldiers outside the range gathered again and launched a intensive offensive... This time they rushed very close, but the closer they were, the more dangerous they were.

Qi Conglin shouted: "Go on the short crossbow!" A round of soldiers came forward with a new crossbow, which is like a cross. The people shot were arrows deep into the body, and some even went through the body, and they were either dead or seriously injured. In addition, a hillside was not too wide, and no matter how fast they came, it only increased the casualties. Rounds of shocks hit and receded like waves, and they couldn't get close to the remnant wall.

Yan Shi, Chen Lichang and some people hid behind the inner wall, and the younger ones couldn't help approaching the soldiers and helping them with arrows.

Looking at the melee on the battlefield, Chen Lichang looked very yearning, and said to Duan Zeng next to him: "I think at the beginning, when I was on the battlefield, I didn't have these things! If there is, then we can make money! Maybe I His shoulders won’t be hurt..."

Duan Zeng said: "You didn't run into me, otherwise you won't be injured like this..."

A volunteer said: "We are here to watch"

Chen Lichang turned his head and asked Yan Shi: "Yes, we brought a gong, didn't we want to cheer up? Don't fight now."

Yan shook his head and said, "Not now."

Chen Lichang said: "When was then?"

Yan said: "It's at night."

Chen Lichang whispered: "They must be here at night, right?"

Yan nodded.

Chen Lichang said: "Yes, I can see it now, so I can naturally shoot them down, but I can't see it clearly at night."

Yan's whispered: "Isn't it better not to see clearly?"

Chen Lichang laughed: "Of course it's better and better!"

Yan said: "At that time, you have to knock the gong and blow the suona!"

Chen Lichang and a few volunteers nodded and said, "Yes, right! Naturally, then you have to brag!" "It's up to us then!" "That is, let those soldiers see, we can also retreat! "...

At sunset, there were only a few hundred soldiers left in Beirong, and Huo Luo looked at the corpse Man Po in disbelief, angrily and anxiously. The people he sent were all soldiers, far stronger than those from the Southern Dynasties. Not to mention that the number was probably ten to one, even one to ten should win. The people of Southern Dynasties won because of their weapons! Being so accurate and powerful gives them an advantage.

Huo Luo went down the mountain in anger, mobilized the remaining 20,000 soldiers, and selected more than 20,000 people who were able to move from the people with the army, and asked them to wait until it was dark before they attacked together. No matter how good the opponent’s weapon was, a large group of people rushed up in the dark night. How many arrows they had could kill how many people and thousands of people could throw arrows together!

On the ridge, the soldiers who had been fighting for a day were exhausted. The volunteers helped light the fire and cook, and Duan Zeng treated the wounded.

Shen Jian and Yan stood side by side by the remnant wall, watching the mountains under the dusky dusk and the scattered corpses below. Some people moaned, some were still moving. Under such severe cold, these people will certainly not survive one night.

Yan said in a low voice, "I don't like war."

Shen Jian nodded: "Me too."

But after saying this, Shen Jian asked: "Can those arrangements really block the attack at night?"

Yan hesitated and said, "I'm not entirely sure."

Then the consequence is...Shen Jian stretched out his hand to embrace Yan's shoulder. Although faced with such a harsh situation and an unpredictable future, Yan had the feelings of a child, his face blushed by the wind and frost, and the corners of his mouth were slightly tilted.

Shen Jian whispered: "I have suffered you."

Yan shook his head and said, "It's not bitter at all, it's bitter to stay behind."

Shen Jian turned his head to look at Yan Shi, "Thank you very much." Thank you, and chose me in the long crowd.

Yan Shi really laughed and turned to look at Shen Jian, "Thank you too." Accepting my madness.

Shen Jian said: "You will be with me tonight."

Yan nodded: "Okay, we won't separate!"

Others looked at the backs of the two people close together, and Chen Lichang Qi Conglin said: "Supervisor Shen and Junshi Yan are good brothers, right?"

Qi Conglin nodded and said, "Junshi Yan is the eldest brother-in-law of Governor Shen, and the two are iron buddies!"

Duan Zeng coughed when he heard it, and said nothing.

Everyone nodded, and some people took each other's shoulders and said: "We are good brothers too!" "That's..."

Shen Jian and Yan Shi turned their heads and saw many people on the battlefield leaning on their shoulders. They felt that the sergeants were really united.

As the setting sun sets, the cold north wind mixed with fine snow **** whizzes across the ridge, and the dripping water instantly turns into ice.

After the soldiers had eaten, Yan asked him to pile a large piece of wood on the two stone platforms set up in front of the remnant wall and pour it with oil. After making the final fill in the wall, the cauldrons that had been burning for two days and nights finally ceased fire. Some soldiers squatted behind the arrow butt, holding black clubs in their hands. Some soldiers ran the rope across a section of the ridge, passing the two ends through the iron ring nailed to the ground, and the end tied to the stone. The volunteers approached the middle section carefully, driving the wood in according to the location of the hidden pile hole, and then used it. The rope tied himself to a half-person high pole, and Duan Zeng said again and again: "You plug your ears."...

Qi Conglin looked down at the mountain and said, "They are coming up." There was a faint flash of light under the hillside, which should be a torch. The soldiers were in their respective positions, mostly crowded on the remaining ground at both ends of the ridge. There was only one row of soldiers in the middle of the ridge, all with ropes tied around their waists.

Shen Jian said: "Press them down until they rush up hard."

Qi Conglin said solemnly: "If they rush up hard, they won't be able to suppress it."

Shen Jian felt that those soldiers who like to take the next crop probably learned from Qi Conglin, and he added: "Remember, those who come on board cannot have torches."

Qi Conglin shouted loudly: "If they board, shoot with a torch!"

Chen Lichang shouted: "You be careful! We are here, don't shoot us!"

Someone smiled and said, "Don't shake the gong."

Qi Conglin shouted again: "This is not a joke! If you shoot your own person, you will be his son!"

Chen Lichang said: "Being a grandson is fine!"

Everyone was laughing again...

Huo Luo looked up at the ridge above, but in the light of the surrounding torches, he couldn't see far.

He decided to rush over anyway this time. If they are in a stalemate with the opponent, the southern army will not need much food for the thousands of people, but the hundreds of thousands of people on their own are trapped here, the weather is freezing, and the supply is insufficient, and the mobs may have infighting. If he waited for his father to send troops to rescue the siege, Huo Luo felt really shameless: he originally wanted to take this opportunity to show people his extraordinaryness-leading the weakest army all the way to Bei Rong, but over the mountains and ridges to break through the defense line of the Southern Dynasty. , Take the capital directly! He was full of energy, wanted to kill, and looted the weak southern towns, leaving a blood and fire in the Southern Dynasty, let his prestige scare the South and the North, and go down in the annals of history... But now the opponent clearly has no more than a thousand people. I was stunned to stop him! If this word spreads out, he won't have any thoughts about the throne in the future. He must do his best to destroy this defender! If it really didn't happen, he would send someone to contact his father and lead troops to attack from the rear of the defending army.

The path up the mountain had been cleared of snow and residual ice by more than 10,000 people who had attacked during the day, and it was not difficult to walk. The brigade Beirong set a torch to a place close to the ridge, facing the broken wall at high altitude. Huo Luo is full of confidence-nearly 40,000 people on his side should be more than enough!

Fire made people sound the horn, the soldiers set up short ladders at the steep and dangerous places, and the brigade climbed up the mountain in groups. Huo Luo stood out of range, directing the attack.

Yan pointed at the two large wood piles stacked in front of Shen Jian. Shen Jian set up a rocket and shot it away. In a moment, two large fires ignited in front of the remnant wall, illuminating the hillside in front of the formation. , The remnant wall behind the two fires looked dark. The north wind blows and blows the flames to the attacking sergeant Bei Rong.

Huo Luo knew that this was for the opponent's archers to shoot well, so he yelled and let the soldiers speed up the impact! Crowd tactics are the undefeated law of overcoming the opponent’s defense. No matter how good your bow and arrow are, you have to take time to draw the bow and arrow. The crowd is swarming, how many people can you shoot

Although there were sergeants and civilians who rushed upwards, they were really close to the front. Those old and young people had weakened legs, some turned and ran down, and some were pulled by the North Rong sergeant to block their arrows. Those who really rushed to the front were all able-bodied soldiers. The number of them was large and their speed was fast. The arrows on both sides of the remnant wall were very rushing, but they were unable to stop a large number of northern soldiers from hitting the middle part of the mountain road. Soon, the group of northern soldiers finally rushed to the middle of the two fires. In front of the wall.

The soldiers of the Shen family who were in the middle were pulled aside by the rope around their waists. Shen Jian and Qi Conglin on both sides of the remnant wall turned around and made a gesture of knocking the gong at the same time. They had to do this because the volunteers had already blocked it. Ears.

The bronze gongs, copper cymbals and sharp suona sound suddenly sounded. The soldiers of the Northern Army would naturally not be blocked by this sound. They rushed through the gap in the middle of the wall like a tide, but the sound of the bronze beating was too loud and covered it up. With their shouts and footsteps, they seemed to climb the ridge silently, and then...none.

This assault continued, and the gongs on the ridge shook the sky. Huo Luo knew this was to invigorate the soldiers. What he felt was wrong: groups of soldiers crossed the ridge, but no one came back. Report to him. He stopped the fight, looking angrily at the remnant wall in the distance and the flag floating in the night. The northwest wind blew the flag here and fluttered, as if teasing him.

Seeing Bei Rong stopped his attack, Qi Conglin waved his hand vigorously under the firelight and made a stop gesture, and the Gong Gong waited for it to stop.

But everyone just blocked their ears with cloth strips, and there was a buzzing in their ears, and they could only sign each other. Yan led some people to add wooden blocks to the big fire in front of the formation, and Shen Jian asked the soldiers to move forward carefully, and appeared in the middle again. The soldiers guarding both sides took turns, but the people who beat the gong were no one to replace, and many people had blood flowing from their ears. Qi Conglin looked at Chen Lichang. Chen Lichang coughed and stretched his thumb.

Shen Jian yelled out from Lin Lian and said: "There may be more people in a while, so we must shoot all those who ran back to death."

Qi Conglin nodded vigorously and acted to remove the cloth strips from the ears. The soldiers reluctantly pulled down the cloth strips, and Qi Conglin shouted, "As long as they are on the wall, they can't let them go back!"

Many people covered their ears and shouted: "I heard you! Stop talking! Let's be quiet for a while!"

The battlefield was quiet, but Shen Jian soon said, "It's no good if they don't come up. I have to go and tease Fire Luo. Don't be uncomfortable!"

Huo Luo is struggling with the reason why those who attacked did not occupy the position. Could it be that there are soldiers behind the ridge who are ready to fight with the northern soldiers. After winning, Huo Luo really cannot accept the fact that the soldiers of the Southern Dynasty defeated the soldiers of the North. While frowning and thinking, he saw Shen Jian, the southerner he knew, stepping out of the remnant wall and walking to the fire.

The fire light illuminated Shen Jian. He picked up a flag of Beirong that had been left before the battle, threw it into the fire contemptuously, and said loudly to the foot of the mountain: "Huo Luo! Listen, I'll treat you right then. I said, you dare to come over, I'm here waiting for you! This is my territory, you can go back if you don't want to die!"

There was laughter on the ridge, and the soldiers shouted in unison: "Huo Luo, you are looking for death! Huo Luo go back!"

Although Huo Luo didn't understand Chinese, he knew the pronunciation of his name. He heard so many people shouting, he hurriedly asked the translator to tell himself what it meant. The translator didn't dare to turn it straight, and only vaguely said that it was a bad word. When he said this, Huo Luo imagined it even worse, thinking that it must be foul language, how ugly it is, how ugly it is! He has a brave voice, has been on the battlefield since he was a boy, and has never been cowardly. At this time, I encountered a strong enemy, and would not retreat! What's more, the other party is the southerner he has always looked down on, or the Shen family whom he wants to show a great look! He thought of the humiliation he suffered in the capital, of being tricked into marriage, of the beauty who could not retaliate, of Shen Jian's arrogance in his chariot and leisurely patrolling at the border! ... Huo Luo decided to charge with the team! He wants to see, who can wait to fight him on the ridge! He can fight a hundred southern soldiers alone, and escape the rain of arrows among the soldiers. As soon as he climbs the ridge, he wins-swinging a broad sword, he is bound to be invincible!

The horns on Fire Luo's side sounded in unison, and Shen Jian turned around with a smile, returned to the ridge wall, signaled everyone to block their ears again, and Bei Rong began to charge again.

The soldiers next to Shen Jian tucked the cloth strips into their ears and said, "I'm not afraid of people over there rushing over, but I'm afraid of the sound of gongs behind, which really knocks out people's minds."

Shen Jian nodded and said, "I'm going crazy too, but I can't help it. I have to fight."

He didn't need to make gestures this time. When the volunteers saw someone boarding the wall, they started to play gongs. A deafening sound once again blocked all other noises, and even the clang of swords was inaudible.

After the thousands of soldiers who opened the way, Huo Luo personally danced and rushed up!

The two fires in front of the remnant wall were burning, illuminating the wall very brightly. The soldiers who had used torches to go up the mountain all threw the torches at this time to free their hands for the fight. Fire Luo followed the soldiers through the fire, feeling that there were people around him falling in arrows one after another. He felt that it was nothing, and no arrow rain could stop such a high-density attack.

He finally stepped on the stone and the dead body on the top of the dilapidated wall, and suddenly entered the darkness from the bright fire. His eyes were a little uncomfortable and suddenly turned black. As soon as he wanted to stop and wait, the people coming up behind pushed him. As he continued to move forward, he walked a few steps forward, knowing that it was wrong, his feet suddenly tilted, and then he dropped a step in the air, staggered, and landed again, it was slippery, it turned out to be ice! Huo Luo yelled, turned around and slammed the big knife to the ground, but his body was already slammed to the ground, and he slid down sharply. His knife struck out sparks on the stone, and the knife got stuck in the cracks of the stone by mistake. . He was in a panic and could only hold the handle of the knife, unable to grasp it with one hand, and quickly grasp the other hand, before his body stopped sliding down, but his feet turned out to be empty, and his whole body was leaning on both hands.

During this period, he was surrounded by soldiers who quickly slid into the darkness, and their screams were buried by the sound of a loud gong.

No wonder they are going to hit the gong! It was to cover up the shouting. No wonder they are going to start a fire in front of the battle! It is to make people lose sight of things suddenly after they climb out of the scope of the fire.

Fire Luo understands now! He shouted hoarsely, but his voice was also faint as a fly in the sound of a gong. His eyes adjusted to the darkness, and he watched in horror as the tide of soldiers appeared on the wall, then stepped into the air and slipped into the darkness. Huolo turned his head and looked down. In fact, the ground below was not high. His feet were only two or three inches from the ground. It was just that the ground was tilted. The ice light was faintly reflected on the ground. He couldn't jump down because going down, this piece of rock They were all covered with black ice, and the depressions were filled up, like a big slide, stretching to the edge of the cliff not far away. The soldiers of the Northern Army were falling down in groups and sliding towards the edge of the cliff...

He looked at the remnant wall again, and found that some places were stepped up by a slab, and the fall was very steep, some places were strange raised stones, which made people inevitably fall, and some places were vaguely half-foot-high ropes, stumbled. Downfall. He also saw southern soldiers hiding in the dark, using black sticks to stabbed those who had stopped!

Fire Luo climbed up desperately, but couldn't help but slid down from above, hitting him again and again, almost smashing him down several times. He yelled for people to retreat, and no one could hear him. On the contrary, the soldiers behind saw that the coach took the lead on the remnant wall, and they stepped forward more enthusiastically. In the morning, Huo Luo just chopped down all the people who were retreating. The rest of the soldiers and civilians did not dare to be lazy, and could only move forward blindly...

In the middle of the winter night, the chill was pressing, and Huolo gradually felt sore in his arms and slowly lost consciousness. He suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest and vomited blood in the continuous shouting, much like how he felt after being beaten in the capital. He didn't dare to struggle any more, so as not to exhaust his energy. He stopped in the air. Someone spotted him on the ridge. An arrow was shot and it was inserted under his left rib. Fire Luo almost let go, but his anger and fear aroused his wildness. He resisted the pain. Released his hand, instead he held the handle of the knife more persistently.

Finally, fewer and fewer people emerged from the wall. In the end, a few attackers were shot, and no one climbed onto the wall.

The sound of the gong stopped, and the southern soldiers cheered. With all his strength, Huo Luo pulled up, pulling the handle of the knife alive, hooked a stone above his head with his feet, and pulled himself back from the suspended air below. Someone yelled something, but now everyone is ringing in their ears and it's hard to hear them clearly. Huo Luo bent over, let go of his hand, and stepped on the handle of the knife with his feet. With both legs pressed hard at the same time, he threw desperately, grabbed a brick on the dilapidated wall, and climbed up from the ice. The soldiers saw it and rushed towards Huo Luo. Huo Luo turned over and rolled from the stump to the outside. The arrow under his ribs pierced a few points. He wailed, but he didn't stop and stumbled down the mountain . A few arrows roared, two of them hit him in the back again, but he continued to run, Qi Conglin also spotted him, pointed in the direction of Huo Luo, shouted, several people started shooting, Huo Luo Two more arrows were hit in the back, almost like a hedgehog, but he staggered down by the descending mountain-he must tell his own people these conspiracies and tricks of the southerners! Once Bei Rong understands the ingenuity of the Southerners, it will be exhausted, and Bei Rong can pass the barrier with tens of thousands of people!

Shen Jian threw away the cloth blocking his ears and pointed at Huo Luo who was going away and said, "That looks like Huo Luo, you have to stop him!" After speaking, he jumped out of the wall with his sword and chased Huo Luo. Qi Conglin shouted to a group of sergeants: "Go!" More than twenty soldiers also ran off with Shen Jian.

Yan Shi stood nervously by the wall and looked down. There were Bei Rong people underneath. Isn't he going down the mountain to throw himself into the trap? The man is really unreliable. I just said that I want to be together, so now I'm going to risk it myself! Yan tightly held the firework tube in his hand.

Fire Luo felt the warm blood spread against his skin, but it soon became cold. He was shivering, unable to breathe at all, and his feet were weak. Relying on him to go up the mountain several times, he had an impression of where to turn and where to go downhill. In the dark, he crawled and ran down, fast, and Shen Jian and others chased along the mountain road.

Because he was afraid that Huo Luo would punish those who did not actively attack, all the soldiers of the North Army who were above the hill had rushed up, and there were only reserve sergeants on standby only in the middle of the hill. Huo Luo rushed to them, although there were only a few thousand, but it was enough to deal with Shen Jian and others. With his primitive wildness, he rushed down the mountain with his last strength. But seeing that he was about to approach the place with the torch below, he turned black in front of him, his legs were soft, one end fell, and then rolled along the mountain, until he stopped next to a big rock. Some of the arrows on his body pierced even more, and his throat was sore and itchy, but he was so tired that he couldn't cough up. He could only pant with his mouth open, and a big mouth of blood flowed out of his mouth. There were hurried footsteps from above, and the southerner chased after him.

Shen Jian ran to a stop near the big stone, and the soldiers following him soon came behind him. Some of them took off their ears, but the copperware was too loud, and their hearing was still recovering. Shen Jian grasped One person even gestured and said, "I can't see Huo Luo. He should be nearby. Everyone scatters and looks for him."

Huo Luo also rang in his ears, but he still heard the language he didn't understand. Huo Luo forced himself to weaken his breathing. He only had to lie still, and perhaps the southern soldiers would not be able to find him. Seeing that there has been no movement on the mountain for a long time, the northern soldiers at the bottom of the mountain will send someone up to check it out sooner or later. At that time, these southerners will run back, and they will be saved...