Three Kingdoms: Refused to lend Zhao Yun at the beginning!

All began to relocate the stones and send them down the mountain.

In this kind of terrain, rolling stones and rolling logs are far more effective than bows and arrows.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

When it is difficult to climb the mountains.

A burst of thunder-like explosions came from overhead, followed by huge stones rolling down.

Huge boulders blocked the way forward, and took away many Wuhuan Control Strings who were climbing. The screams and wailing resounded down the hill.

"spread!"

"All spread out!"

Nanlou waved his hands and shouted to the people around him.

Their secretive actions have been discovered, and now it is even more difficult to climb up the Daqing Mountain!

"General Han!"

"They're at the top of the mountain!"

Wuhuan controlled the string and screamed, howling and frantically dodging the boulder.

"Zhang Yan!"

Nanlou gritted his teeth and watched the figure throwing the boulder down from the top of the mountain.

It was that person, like a demon, who placed the heads of countless clansmen outside Pingcheng and piled them up to form a huge hill.

This is a humiliation to Wuhuan.

It is also disrespectful to the dead of the Wuhuan people.

"kill!"

Nanlou stared at the boulder.

The Wuhuan people began to climb again with their scimitars on their backs, relying on the rustic trees and boulders in the mountains to avoid rolling stones.

Five hundred steps, three hundred steps, two hundred steps, Zhang Yan's face could be seen clearly by countless people, and the three thousand Wuhuan Control Strings had already caused over a thousand casualties, dyeing a large area of ​​the hillside red, but they were also approaching the peak.

"Bow and crossbow!"

Zhang Yan's eyes were piercing.

Probe took off the longbow and began to nock and shoot.

The same is true for the five hundred soldiers, they only have Wuhuan controlling the strings in the mountains and plains.

Arrows rained like rain.

Tear the wind and fall from the top of the mountain.

Taking away Wuhuan Control String one after another, and let the rest of them leap forward.

They only have 500 people, but the enemy is scattered all over the mountains and plains, there are more than 2000 people.

"Rush up the mountain!"

"The first person to rush up!"

"Shan Yu rewarded fifty good horses, three hundred cattle and sheep, and two Han women!"

Nanlou roared in the mountains, encouraging Wuhuan, who had abandoned his horses, to control the strings. In the end, the horses, cattle and sheep are the people of the big man.

With just such a sentence, more than two thousand Wuhuan's control strings began to strike with fiery eyes, and even braved the rain of arrows, wanting to climb to the top without any sense of life and death.

One hundred steps!

Fifty steps.

Twenty steps.

The enemy has arrived, and the bloody battle is just around the corner.

Wuhuan has already climbed up the mountain with the strings, and fought with the soldiers of the Xiaosheng Battalion.

"you!"

"Damn it!"

Zhang Yan's eyes were full of ferocity.

Put the spear on your back, and draw out the ring knife!

His quiver was empty, and his crossbow was thrown under the mountain.

Once upon a time, he just wanted to live, so he became the commander of the Black Mountain Army.

With the construction of Marquis Ye Mansion and the establishment of Xiaosheng Battalion, he became a real soldier who protects the people.

However, every time he met the common people or other soldiers, the disgust, disgust, and contempt in the eyes of others still made him feel uncomfortable, so he wanted to make contributions and become the respected teacher of the king in the eyes of others.

At this moment.

But he just wanted to kill Nanlou who was about to climb the mountain range.

Because at the moment when Nanlou raised the people together with the cattle and sheep, he realized the true meaning of Gongsun Jing's order to kill Hu'er. Hu'er will not die, and the battle will continue. This is the firm belief of all frontier guards.

"Kill Zhang Yan!"

"He is the one who piled up the clansmen outside the city!"

"Kill this demon, he has defiled Wuhuan!"

Numerous Wuhuan leaped up the hill holding the strings, and rushed directly towards Zhang Yan!

"bring it on!"

Zhang Yan took two steps forward and directly swung the Huan Shou knife into the crowd.

This line of defense must be defended, and only if it is defended can the main force come. At that time, the so-called Wuhuan and Xianbei were just lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

A bloody battle unfolded above Daqingshan.

Countless Wuhuan people are like prairie wolves riding, opening their fangs and slaughtering Xiang Xiaosheng's army.

The five hundred victorious troops were reduced by more than 100 in an instant, and the top of Daqing Mountain was stained red with blood.

The fierce soldiers were fearless, roaring, and wielding the ring-head knife, beheading the Wuhuan people who had climbed the mountains one by one under the scorching sun.

There are too many Wuhuan people

Four times more than them.

In close combat, the combat power of the battle armor is extremely low.

The battle armor is broken, and there is still the ring head knife.

The blade is broken and there are still teeth and siblings. Even if you roll down the mountains with the Wuhuan people in your arms, you can stop Hu Qi's invasion.

The nine prefectures of Bingzhou were the land of Zhuxia that had been cleared and regained by the blood and sweat of countless people. If this line of defense collapsed, Bingzhou, which had just begun to be built, would turn into ruins and become a scorched earth trampled by the hoofs of foreigners.

They confidently assured the people of Bingzhou that there would be no more wars in Bingzhou.

This is a gamble on the entire Xiaosheng army, on the reputation of Yehou Mansion, and on the lives of hundreds of thousands of people in Bingzhou!

The blood splattered, the head raised proudly, the unyielding will in the eyes, the figure standing on the top of the mountain with a knife, even if he died at the frontier, this is the appearance of every victorious soldier before his death.

A man should die everywhere.

Bury ears with horse leather shrouds!

A phrase familiar to all border guards was vividly displayed on Xiao Shengjun.

"Keng!"

The ring head knife shattered.

Zhang Yan's war has not stopped.

Tanshou pulled out the spear on his back and continued to fight, continuing to prevent the Wuhuan people from climbing to the top...

Five hundred victories and fierce soldiers have dropped sharply to three hundred, and it is still decreasing. The scary thing is that Hu Qi is still climbing to the top, and Ta Dun has already begun to increase troops to this breakthrough. up the hill.

"Increase troops!"

"Why don't you increase your troops!"

On the tower of Pingcheng, Yang Feng yelled while pulling at Wang Dang's lapel.

The Daqingshan defense line was right in front of him, and he could see the war at a glance. Zhang Yan was injured and could not even lift one arm, and the number of victorious soldiers on the defense line had been reduced to less than two hundred.

"It cannot be increased!"

Wang Dang pushed Yang Feng away, looking out of the city with burning eyes.

There are Tadun and Budugen, who are eyeing tigers, and an army of 20 Donghu.

He is also the commander-in-chief, the deputy general of the Xiaosheng army, so he naturally knew that once the Daqingshan defense line was increased, Wuhuan and Xianbei would definitely attack the city, which was why Zhang Yan was unwilling to let him lead the army to defend the mountain.

"why?"

Yang Feng's eyes turned red and he said, "You want to steal his position as General Xiaosheng?"

"Snapped!"

Wang Dang slapped Yang Feng on the cheek, and said coldly: "There is only one general Xiaosheng. If the defense line of the mountain range collapses, then my Wang Dang will be the one who guards Pingcheng to the death. If we add more troops to the general, Pingcheng and The defense lines of the mountains are all collapsed!"

"madman!"

"You are all lunatics!"

Yang Feng was shocked and said angrily: "Why did we join the Taiping Dao back then, wasn't it just to live?"

"Back then it was for living, but now it is more meaningful for dying!"

"Bingzhou has just been recovered, and the second destruction is no longer acceptable. The former border guards can give up Bingzhou, but we can't!"

"Because the Xiaosheng Camp is the king's division and an army that protects the people. Even if this protection is based on the stronger Yehou Mansion, we must still defend Pingcheng!" Wang Dang's eyes were firm, and he couldn't bear to glance at the Daqingshan defense line. .

"Zhang Yan!"

Yang Feng roared at the Daqingshan Mountains.

However, the only response to him was the spear that pierced through the enemy.

The fighting continues.

The new Xianbei people and Wuhuan Mountain have already climbed to the top of the mountain, and Nanlou also climbed to the top together.

Five hundred victorious soldiers have fought to 30 people.

Zhang Yan could only stand on the border line of the mountains with a spear in his hand. The blood loss made his body tired, and it was difficult to open his eyes.

"Zhang Yan!"

Nanlou laughs and kills him.

"Difficult building!"

Zhang Yan murmured, wanting to lift the spear.

But the sharp spear, which is usually easy to handle, is now heavier than the entire Daqingshan.

Suddenly, a slender white palm pressed against Zhang Yan's shoulder, and the other hand held his arm.

Control it to straighten its waist, raise the spear and stab it straight.

The sharp spear was still sharp, piercing through Nanlou's eyebrows in an instant, and until the end of his life, there was a ferocious smile on his face.

Gongsun Jing let go of Zhang Yan, and said calmly: "Why, you haven't followed me on the expedition to the outside of the Great Wall, exterminated the Donghu tribe, and appointed him as a general in Langjuxu Mountain. Now you want to secretly go to see Zhang Jiao alone. Isn't that right? I am General Xiaosheng of Yehou Mansion!"

"My lord, my lord?"

Zhang Yan opened his eyes with difficulty, and murmured.

Gongsun Jing bowed his head and stepped on the top of the mountain range, overlooking the army that was still attacking below, and said indifferently: "Ziyi, take Zhang Yan and the soldiers of the Xiaosheng battalion back, and Gao Shun will lead the army to carry all the soldiers who died in battle back!"

"Here!"

Tai Shici, Gao Shun shouted.

"Zi Long!"