Dragon blood bodyguard of the beauty president

Chapter 3013 The Battle of Yanmen Pass
The next day, after dawn.

Thunderous war drums sounded early in the Beilao people's barracks. This kind of war drum made of Kui cattle's bloodline cowhide was quite ear-shattering.

Boom, boom, boom!
Boom, boom, boom!
The sound sounded like thunder from the sky.

Teams of barbarians quickly assembled under the leadership of their respective officers, including infantry with axes and shields.

There are straddle horses, prairie wolf monsters, tigers, leopards, and even cavalry of giant mammoths.

There are those who fly in the sky, those who ride vultures, and the flying soldiers of the black eagle.

There are also engineers pushing various siege equipment, giant catapults, command towers, ladders and other heavy equipment.

These barbarian teams armed to the teeth seem to be specially made for war.

All evolutions are all moving in the direction of war.

Prince Yelukuo rode a war horse with black scales and horns on his head, carrying a scimitar in his hand, galloping past groups of soldiers.

All the princes and trusted generals followed behind him, seeing that Yelukuo was in a good mood, they felt a little relieved.

These days, they have been defeated again and again.

The daily consumption of the Bei Liao army is an astonishing figure. The Song army is in a difficult time, and they are not easy.

If they can't take Yanmen Pass today, the Song army has not collapsed, they will collapse first.

An army of millions of barbarians stretched for hundreds of miles on the battlefield.

Layers of warfare, patches of soldiers are like forests, like waves and floods that are about to flood.

Yelukuo galloped past them, full of vigor and pride.

He drew his sword and raised it with the soldiers.

All the subordinates immediately shouted in unison, "Wei!"

"Wai!"

"Wai!"

"..."

Pieces of roars gathered together, one after another, spreading in all directions in an instant.

On the city wall, Hu Yanzhuo and his generals watched the Liaoren's movement closely, and were immediately upset by the roar.

A general frowned and said, "This man's morale is suddenly soaring today, he must have something to rely on."

A general sighed, "It's probably another tough battle today."

A general said indignantly, "Beheading is only a scar on the mouth of a bowl. Everyone puts two arms on one head, fearing that he will be a bird's egg. If they come one, I will kill one. If they come one pair, I will kill another pair. I don't believe it, Their bodies can resist the big sword of the master."

"..."

The generals talked one after another, and the expressions on their faces were not easy.

Hu Yanzhuo looked at Liaoren, always feeling that something was wrong.

But judging from the current situation of the Liaoren's formation, it seems that it is still the same as a few days ago.

They put the direction of the main attack on the main gate in the middle, and still made feints on both sides.

Because of the hundred-mile-long city wall, it looks like a canine tooth.

The other sides are at the front, and the location of the main door is at the back.

Even if the gates on both sides are breached by the hunters, the main gate can be used as the last line of defense, sending troops to the two sides for the final resistance.

"My sons and daughters, today is a good time for you to make contributions, secure your wives and sons, and get rich and get promoted. Behind this city wall, there are countless gold, silver, jewelry, and rice women.

As long as you call from here, you can have whatever you want.

This prince will pray for you and the witch god later. Even if you die in battle, your battle spirit will enter the domain of the gods and become the gods of the Beilao people.

Pull out your swords and cut off the heads of your enemies!
Open your fangs and bite the enemy's throat! "

Boys, warriors, the witch god bless you, kill! "

After inspecting the army, Yelukuo, Prince of Beiliu, stood in the middle of the team with a knife in his hands and hissed loudly. His voice spread in all directions, and he issued an order to attack the city with the army.

"Kill!
"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"..."

The army of millions roared like a black tide, rolling and attacking the hundred-mile-long city wall.

The sound of everyone's footsteps gathered together, causing the ground to tremble in an instant, with constant rumbles.

Iron cold knives, shields and spears gleamed coldly in the sun, and kept flashing in front of the defenders on the city wall.

Rao is a soldier who has experienced bloody battles. Facing a team of this level, he still couldn't help shaking his palms and sweating coldly on his head.

A recruit who just joined the army squatted on the ground, covered his face and cried, "I want to go home, General, I want to go home."

"Coward, disturb the morale of the army, you should fight!"

The centurion came over with a whip, and was about to whip him.

Hu Yanzhuo came over at this time, grabbed his whip, and encouraged the soldiers, "Boys, today is the time for everyone to make contributions. You are not only doing it for yourself, but also for your own family behind you." Relatives and friends, as well as the hundreds of millions of people in the territory of the Song Dynasty. My sons and daughters, raise your swords and soldiers and fight the Liaoren for the last battle. As long as we survive today, our reinforcements will come soon. At that time, the North The Liao people will be killed by us and returned to their hometown in the grassland. We will seal the wolves and live in Xuxu, and reappear the glory of our ancestors."

The soldiers raised their swords one after another, and shouted with their respective generals, "Victory!"

"Win!"

"Win!"

"Win!"

"..."

Roaring and shouting, one after another, echoed back and forth on the hundred-mile-long front.

The crying soldier stood up, wiped away his tears, and picked up the weapon again.

He and Hu Yanzhuo promised firmly, "General, I am not afraid anymore. Even if I die, I will fight to the end!"

"Good boy!"

Hu Yanzhuo patted him on the shoulder, and encouraged him, "When the battle is over, this general will personally serve you wine to celebrate."

The soldier nodded, holding the spear tightly in his hand.

When Hu Yanzhuo was about to leave, he turned around and asked him, "What's your name?"

Xiao Bing said firmly, "Han Shizhong."

"I remember you!"

Hu Yanzhuo nodded, and took his hands down to inspect other places.

Liaoren's army quickly rushed within half a mile. From this distance, all the soldiers stood on the city wall and could already clearly see Liaoren's face.

People in this world have sharp eyes and ears, which are completely different from people in the small world.

The sight distance of ordinary people is a thousand meters long. Standing on the 500-meter-high city wall, the distance to look down is even further.

The soldiers of these hunters had simple armor, and some even only wore a layer of animal skin.

But their physical bodies are different, each of them is more than two meters tall, all of them are muscular, wide-waisted and broad-bodied, as if they were born specifically for fighting.

These ordinary soldiers focused on attacking the city gate.

In charge of the siege, there are special Beidao warriors.

Their physical bodies have been specially modified, and they can climb the city wall with bare hands, and they can even reach a height of [-] meters in a single leap.

These warriors rushed to the front of the line, with fangs protruding from the corners of their mouths.

Roaring and roaring, they rushed within 500 meters like beasts.

The soldiers on the city wall finally raised their hands and gave the order to attack, "Archers, let the arrows go!"

(End of this chapter)