The Most Powerful Young Man

Soldiers should be passionate, and teenagers should be passionate.

The knife in Li Fu's hand was given to him by Xu Qian.

Now that this knife is in Li Axe's hands, he has found the most suitable owner.

After all, knives are not used to kill people, what are they used to do?

The general did not hang the seal of the Houhou, with a long sling with a blood knife around his waist.

Plants and trees were stained with blood stains.

The corpses were all over the field, looking away from the edge.

The war continues.

In terms of numbers, the soldiers in Beilu led by Li Axe obviously occupy a great disadvantage. But even so, so far, these people have not shown any signs of decline, even if their number is declining sharply, from 8,000 to 6,000, from 6,000 to 4,000, from 4,000 to 2,000, but they have not. Take a step back.

It's not that I don't want to withdraw, but I can't.

Some of the younger soldiers probably couldn't bear the psychological pressure at this time, and their tears were falling, but even so, they still clenched the crown of their teeth, waved the sharp weapon in their hands, and slashed at the enemy's head. The sword blade is also a knife blade. When they broke the skin and cut the spine, their arms were trembling, and the blood left an erasable and indelible mark on their faces, staining them. There is nothing wrong with this. This is war. They may be afraid, afraid of killing, and afraid of being killed, but they are even more afraid that their actions will be a little slower, and they will harm the colleagues behind them.

They had no choice but to withstand all the pressure and continue to charge forward.

Behind them is not a cliff or a long river.

But that is the place they want to protect. In that city, there are many people they want to protect with their lives, not their family, friends, or lovers, but that is the people of Beilu.

Li Fu said before that the military pay they took was all cut from between their teeth by those lovely people.

So the soldiers subconsciously think that they can be sorry for others, but they can't be sorry for the military salary they receive, right?

Many people can't lift their arms anymore.

Waved the knife in his hand and dropped it high.

This is totally a subconscious action.

A kind of muscle memory...

Although the number of soldiers in Beilu was declining sharply, at this time, they had already reduced the number of Daqin dynasty.

Estimated that the opponent now has only 15,000 people at most.

Six thousand people are exchanged for five thousand people. No matter how you look at it, it seems to be a loss-making business, but it is already very impressive to put it out. After all, it was 8,000 people to 20,000 people before. Under such a situation, it’s okay. This is already very good.

If Li Fu hadn't died here this time, probably, it would have been a feat.

At this time, another 8,000 people came to support.

People rushing out of the border town.

"Lao Jin, what are your special mothers doing!" Although he was relieved, Li Axe looked at him but was not happy at all, "Who let you out!"

The middle-aged man picked Li Axe out of the crowd with tears on his face.

"General, if we don't come out again, you won't be able to hold it!"

"Then you can't come out! You come out, what about Zhao Guo's attack on the city!?" Li Ao cursed.

It seemed that he was furious.

"If you die, can we still hold it?" Lao Jin rubbed his eyes and said with a smile, "General, let's kill these Daqin dynasty dogs first, and then talk about other things, how about?"

Li Axe was still very angry, but at the moment, still struggling with this question, it has no meaning.

"I still value myself too much." Li Axe said helplessly.

The middle-aged man listened to Li Axe and couldn’t help but laughed and said, “General, you don’t think too much of yourself! It’s already very good to be able to do this under such circumstances, even if it is The Xiaolongxiang of the Qingqiu Dynasty, or the General Xiao of our northern foot, I am afraid that is nothing more than that."

Li Fu waved his machete and killed a soldier of the Great Qin Dynasty in front of him. At the same time, he turned around and threw a fist to wait for an opportunity to attack one of his enemies. Then he cursed: "Less nonsense! Xiaolong is like a war god, I haven’t seen it before, so I don’t want to comment too much, but I still know about Brother Xiao. If Brother Xiao is really here now, I’m afraid these people will not dare to ask for trouble! The shadow of the famous tree! Even if these people are really here. If you are here, if Brother Xiao is leading you, you won't end up in such a situation."

Li Fu said that, it is not considered to be arrogant.

He still knows Xiao Yao's ability. After all, the two are close to each other. He still knows Xiao Yao's ability. If Xiao Yao is here now, he feels that he can't feel any pressure anymore.

Xiaolongxiang is the **** of war of the Qingqiu Dynasty and the belief of the Qingqiu Dynasty.

The belief in Beilu, God of War, is naturally Xiao Yao.

For Jiang Guo, Xiao Yao also stood in a very high position.

Xiao Yao is such a special person.

It is a pity that Xiao Yao is not there now, everything has to fall on his shoulders.

This is pressure and motivation.

With assistance, the morale of the soldiers in Beilu has indeed improved a lot, plus the 8,000 people brought by Lao Jin, who entered the field later, are still in a strong period of physical strength, and they have fought with Li Ax and others until now. Each of the Da Qin dynasty soldiers has reached the point of exhaustion. In addition to exhaustion, it is a psychological blow. In their view, their troops are the invincible divisions of the Da Qin dynasty, but they have the advantage of numbers. , Even suffered some small losses, which is definitely an unacceptable thing for them.

In addition, the people brought by Lao Jin broke down their psychological defenses once again, and suddenly began to show signs of decline. Fortunately, they still have the advantage in numbers.

With the passage of time, the original decline was gradually pulled back, and the divisions began to fight, which is considered evenly divided.

At the same time, outside the Great Wall, there were already tens of thousands of soldiers from the State of Zhao gathered here.

This move is intended to break the city.

In fact, the soldiers of the State of Zhao had already attacked the city several times before, but the border city has been in an easy-to-defend and difficult-to-attack position since ancient times. There was a brave and wary Li Ax, resourceful Liu Ling, and the siege plan organized by Zhao Guo, all of which were turned away from the city. In addition, Zhao Guo was about to face the attack of Qingqiu Dynasty and Wei State, naturally he did not dare to choose to head-on with Beilu in this situation.

But now, the border city is in an empty state.

If they still don't seize this opportunity to take down the border town, it would be really unreasonable.

However, even if Xiao Yao had already flown into a rainbow, it would take two or three hours to reach the border city. This was also inferred by Zhao Wei'e.

In these two or three hours, it seemed that it was not difficult to take the border city down.

Liu Ling, who was standing on the city wall, became calmer and calmer.

In the border town, there was a panic.

Those people are packing their bags and taking their families to flee.

"Madam, do you want to pass the news to the general?" a little girl dressed as a maid approached and asked timidly.

"Tuier, you can also run for your life." Liu Ling said softly.

"lady……"

"Don't tell the general for now. The 20,000 soldiers of the Great Qin Dynasty are still difficult to deal with. Even if the general knows that Zhao is attacking the city, it is useless. He can only increase his troubles and distract him and accelerate the development of the decline."

For this, she saw it very thoroughly.

"Madam, Tweety has no father or mother, no worries, no running." The little girl whispered.

Liu Ling laughed, nodded, and said, "It's fine if you don't run. In fact, even if you really want to run, you can't get away. There are soldiers from the State of Zhao in the front and soldiers from the Qin Dynasty in the back.

"..." Tweety did not speak.

At this time, the ladder has begun to build up the city wall.

Liu Ling kicked violently and kicked the ladder down.

Then, another four or five ladders were all set up.

Liu Ling hurriedly greeted her again, but as soon as she got to the side, suddenly several long swords contained aura and stabbed towards her.

At the same time, there were countless boulders all smashed up with the help of the catapult.

Liu Ling can only choose to retire and then retire.

This time, Zhao Guo also dispatched three triple masters.

For Zhao Guo, having three triple masters is already a very important thing, and sending all these three triple masters to siege the city, it can be seen that Zhao Guo has decided to kill this time.

"Do you really want to perish my border town?" Liu Ling no longer had the confident smile on her face, but a bit sad.

"kill!"

The cry of killing pierced the ears.

Those soldiers are as dense as a colony of ants.

"Today, I coexist and die with the border town!" Liu Ling was murderous.

When the two soldiers of the State of Zhao came up, they were immediately pierced to death by Liu Ling with a sword.

Then, dozens of soldiers from the State of Zhao all came to kill her.

The hundreds of Beilu soldiers remaining in the city also rushed up to fight with them.

"How long can last is how long, how many can be killed, my soldiers in Beilu only died in battle, did not surrender!" The soldier who shouted was a soldier in the silent camp. In fact, any soldier who came out of the silent camp was Being able to be the focus of others and entering the silent camp is a supreme pride for the soldiers in Beilu. However, what they don’t know is that when the silent camp was just set up, it was filled with Soldiers that other princes and generals do not want.

Perhaps it was forgotten, perhaps, it has already been subverted.

Suddenly, a black light passed through Zhao Guoshi's stroke.

Wherever he went, blood mist and broken limbs were splashed.

When the black light stopped, it was under the city.

The soldiers of the State Zhao who were still attacking the gate were all stirred by a strong wind and turned into corpses.

The black light gradually dissipated, and a little monk wearing a black robes sat down cross-legged.

In front of him, there are tens of thousands of soldiers in the country of Zhao.

"Amitabha..." The little monk folded his hands together and said the Buddha's name.

Opening your eyes is murderous.