Soldiers Card System

The north wind howled, the wind was like a knife.

In front of the camp, Su Lu looked at the guards who had formed the team, and then looked at Li Xiaoqin: "You have no merit."

"Offensive, not strong enough; defensive, not stable enough."

"So mediocre, how dare I be assured that you can hold the gate, before I lead the troops, can you hold the defense?"

Li Xiaoqin's face turned pale, he was really not sure, but what he thought in his heart was that with you, I still need to consider this.

Su Lu ordered Li Kun’s general and instructed him to say: "There is an open field before Yumen Pass. When the guards press on, it must be a poor view. You must not be too late when you go up, otherwise Zhao Demou will guard. Don't stop the city gate."

"You stepped forward too quickly, the Tule people must suspect that there is fraud. Zhao De can't open the gate of the city for fraud, and everything will be abandoned. You must grasp this degree."

Li Kun nodded heavily. In fact, he was also at a loss. Until Su Lu gave him a level 2 scout card, he couldn't figure out how to grasp this degree.

Li Xiaoqin, who was next to him, looked admiring, how to grasp this degree is indeed a university question, and he really can't do it.

Li Kun led the army to set off, crossed the last mountain col, and headed for the strong city ahead.

Su Lu watched Li Kun's disappearance. Seeing that Zhao Pu was already close to Guancheng, he began to shout, and called up the Level 3 Light Soldier Night Attack Card. Seeing that the card was still in a state of being activated, he was sure in his heart.

The conditions for the use of Level 3 cards are too harsh. If the sky is completely bright, the card can no longer be activated. I hope Zhao Pu can give it a little bit more.

"The door is closed and opened."

The little mud screamed.

Su Lu's hand waved: "Action, keep quiet."

With one hand at the same time, the third-level light soldier night attack card is activated, and the target is selected, Beizheng Army.

Su Lu only felt his body light, the fatigue of marching through the night seemed to be wiped out, his ears were clear and his eyes became clear, his hands and feet became agile, the sound of Li Kun leading the troops in front of him suddenly, before closing the door, the Tule people drew their swords. The voice is clear and audible.

"kill"

Zhao Pu's voice blasted like a firecracker before Yumen Pass.

The killing sound shook the sky, and the horses' hoofs moved.

At the moment when Zhao Pu opened the door wide, he slashed the Tule soldier next to him, stuffed the foul language of Na Tule soldier's curse back into his stomach, and raised his arms at the same time:

"kill".

The guard descended the mountain like a tiger, threw off the felt hat, and revealed the Han Chinese bun on his head.

In the distance, the hooves of horses moved, and the screams of the guards screamed. Zhao Pu knew that the second grain transport team had arrived and Brother Su's brigade had already started.

"Keep this gate, the governor will be there soon."

Zhao Pu slashed a Tule soldier who was leaping at him. At the same time, he avoided a long spear that pierced him in an oblique sting. Waving, flying two heads.

"carefree"

Zhao Pu yelled in excitement, he didn't expect that his skill would have such a powerful day.

Well, that's not right, it must be the Tule people who are too stubborn, not Su Lu's morale boost.

"Get out of the way"

Li Kun's roar sounded.

The guards who received the signal dispersed in the middle, and Li Kun's horse team broke through the embankment like a mudslide and broke into the Thule formation.

Shrouded in the battle array of level 3 light soldiers at night, the guards all exploded with more combat power than their own. Faced with the Thule people who defended the city, they firmly held the two city gates.

Zhao Pu didn't know how many times he swung the knife or how many heads he had cut off. He only felt that his body was completely exhausted, and even the Thule people in front of him appeared ghosts.

Brother Su, if you don't make it, I'll really die.

Liangzhou poems, put down the song, think quietly at night, what a great poem, let me recite it again.

By the way, there is an early trip to Beiyang, I don't know who wrote it, but it must be everyone.

Isn't it Brother Su?

A Thule was smashed into the air, and Zhao Pu's doubts in his heart magnified. We must figure out whether this was written by Brother Su.

No, I can't die!

Zhao Pu got up again, staggered away from a long spear, and heard the footsteps in the north wind.

Brother Su is here.

"Om"

The long knife slashed in front of the eyes, and a scimitar that slashed towards him was smashed with one blow, and the ensuing spear formation picked up the Tulle soldiers rushing towards the city gate.

Bei Zheng Jun finally arrived.

Su Lu supported Zhao Pu: "Brother Demou, you have worked hard."

Zhao Pu grabbed Su Lu's shoulders and laughed loudly: "Today, I killed all the Tule dogs, to express the evil in his chest."

Then he flipped back, unconscious.

Su Lu handed Zhao Pu to his soldiers and led them to move on. Although they had seized the city gate, the Tule soldiers in the Qing suppression city were not easy.

Yumen Pass is rightly rushing, it is the only way for the Tule army to enter and leave Beizheng. Maybe a large number of Tule soldiers will arrive at some point, and it is necessary to seize the north and south city gates as soon as possible.

"Mound, the one who brought you, find me some big drums, and beat them hard at the gate of the city."

"Mud, look for a guard who can speak Tulle, and shout along the way, Beizheng's 100,000 army has arrived."

Leaving the dumbfounded two men behind, Su Lu led the soldiers on the wall.

Soon, there were shouts in Thule language one after another in the city, and the big drum also rang at the gate of the city, and the sound of dong dong resounded throughout the city, and there was almost no stopping time.

The Thule people who lost the city gate were already robbed of their momentum, and the morale loss was even more serious if they didn't know how many people were killed in the city.

After a stick of incense, Su Lu stood on the north city gate, looked at the Tule man who was rushing around the wolf, and ordered:

"Close the city gate, demolish the bricks of the houses in the city, and block the north gate."

Su Ping, covered in blood, looked puzzled: "Then we won't be able to pursue the Thule people."

Fatty Zhao slapped Su Ping's forehead directly: "Are you stupid, as long as you defend Yumen, we will win."

Li Xiaoqin came up from the city with a chill: "The Governor, the Tule people in the city have been wiped out. Except for some old and weak women and children who were looted, all the others have been killed."

"Huh, it's snowing."

Li Xiaoqin raised his hand, felt it, and said in surprise.

Su Luchang took a breath and finally won the city. The next step is how to defend the city.

"Mud, you choose a few people, take Kou Cheng, all the way south, send the news to Beiyang Xingying."

Standing on Guancheng, watching the rising sun in the east, Su Lu squinted his eyes, feeling the effect of the level 3 light soldier night attack array fade from his body, and the endless fatigue that appeared on his body.

"Li Xiaoqin, wait for the mud to take the people away, send back all the food in the southern camp, and then take the people to seal the south gate and block it with bricks, so that even if the Thule people smash the gate, they can't enter the city. "

Snow began to float in the sky, and the first snow of Su Lu came to Han.

After half a stick of fragrant work, far and near became a world of snowflakes, and everything near and near was white.

"Hurry up and rest, the Tule people don't know when they will arrive."

Su Lu gave an order, turned and walked down the city wall, chose a random place, wrapped the Tule man's leather robe he found, and lay down to sleep.

Rushing overnight, you have to think carefully, Su Lu is the most tiring.

Just after sleeping for a while, Su Lu was shaken awake. Opening his misty eyes, Su Lu saw a helpless mound.

"Capital Governor, General Li has a dispute with Xiaowei Li, and we are about to fight."