Liaodong, Yunzhou

Beihegou Fort is located thirty miles southeast of Luoyun City. There are a total of 137 people in the fort, led by centurion Sun Lie, who guard the valley's main road within a radius of ten miles.

Although there is a scorching sun above the head, which makes people almost breathless, everyone in the Beihegou Fort is on alert. Everyone has climbed up to the wall and lowered their heads behind the brick wall as much as possible.

Close to the low wall of the village, you can see dozens of Liang soldiers bending down on the ground, holding scimitars tightly in their hands, while some others are holding crossbows, and the quivers beside them are filled with arrows.

This fortress was built on a hillside, and the wall was only two feet high. You could easily climb up with a short ladder or a hook.

"Commanders of the Liang Army, please stop making unnecessary resistance. We can't defend it with just a few of you. Look, this is the end of stubborn resistance!"

There was a dense Yan army surrounding the fort, at least four to five hundred people, and after the infantry there were more than two hundred cavalry, which surrounded the Beihegou fort with airtight.

Because there was no wind, the Yan army's flag hung weakly on the flagpole, but the killing intent was very strong.

A wooden frame was erected at the front of the Yan army, and a man covered in blood was tied to the frame. Judging from the tattered military uniform on his body, he knew he was the Liang army.

A trace of blood seeped out from the corner of the mouth of this wounded soldier of the Liang Army. His eyes were dim, his head hung weakly on his neck, and he might die at any time.

Sun Lie's eyes were red while he was hiding behind the wall of the village. The veins in the hand holding the scimitar were swollen. He was breathing heavily in an attempt to calm down the fluctuations in his heart.

He knew the man captured alive by the Yan army. He was Pang Yang, the centurion from the nearby fortress. He and Sun Lie were old acquaintances.

They were soldiers who joined the Northern Liang army after they captured Shunzhou in the fourth year of Jingtai. They were soldiers in the same camp at that time. Now they are all centurions. However, of the fifty men in the previous camp, few are still alive.

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From Shunzhou to Tanzhou, and from Tanzhou to Yanyun, the two brothers fought side by side countless times. It can be said that they are as close as brothers.

"Old Pang." Sun Lie muttered through gritted teeth, with hesitation in his eyes.

Yan Jun, who was hiding behind the wooden frame, shouted at the top of his lungs: "I'll give you one last chance. If you don't open the door, you won't be left alone! Think about it!"

After saying this, one of the Yan soldiers stabbed Pang Yang in the thigh with a spear as a warning.

"Pfft~"

Pang Yang spat out another mouthful of blood, and his face was almost bloodless.

"Damn it, let's fight!"

Sun Lie's eyes suddenly turned cold, and he started to move out of the stronghold.

"Boss, no! You'll die if you go out!" An infantryman beside him tightly wrapped around Sun Lie. Anyone with a discerning eye could see that Yan Jun was trying to beat them out.

Without the geographical advantage of the village wall, the infantry of No. 100 would be swallowed up by the Yan army in an instant.

"Boss, don't go out, you will die if you go out!"

"Get out of my way! I'm still afraid of death!"

Sun Lie glanced at Pang Yang, who looked like a bloody man, and almost roared.

"head!"

"Old Sun!"

Just when Sun Lie went berserk and wanted to open the door and fight to the death, Pang Yang's shouts came from outside the village wall.

Sun Lie turned around and looked at his old brother blankly.

Pang Yang was exhausted, and it seemed that he had exhausted all his strength just by shouting two words.

The entire battlefield was silent. Soldiers on both sides were holding their swords and guns tightly, bows and arrows ready, and they would start fighting if they disagreed.

"Pang Yang! You bastard, hold on, I'm coming out right now!" Sun Lie's voice was almost crying.

The Yan army was overjoyed when they heard this. Many crossbowmen had already raised their bows and arrows, and they would shoot Sun Lie to death as soon as he showed up.

"Huh~"

Pang Yang exhaled a bloody breath and said intermittently: "If you come out and get to the underworld, don't expect me to call you brother again."

Pang Yang was not stupid, Yan Jun just used him as bait. It was not worth it to risk more than a hundred people just to save his own life.

In the sultry summer, there is no wind.

Pang Yang's shouts made Sun Lie burst into tears. He could almost see the blood on Pang Yang's body dripping down his legs and feet.

But Pang Yang's words made the surrounding Yan troops angry, and some people already raised their spears.

At the last moment of his life, Pang Yang burst out with infinite strength, looked up to the sky and roared:

"Long live the Great Liang soldiers!"

"laugh!"

Yan Jun couldn't stand it anymore and stabbed his chest with a spear. The tip of the spear broke out of his body and dripped with blood.

"Old Pang!"

Sun Lie suddenly stood up, with murderous intent in his heart.

"Whoosh~"

"Head, be careful!"

The infantryman beside him had quick eyesight and quick hands, and he threw Sun Lie down, allowing him to escape the cold arrow that had been preparing for a long time.

Sun Lie's eyes gradually became cold, he raised the scimitar in his hand and said:

"Prepare for war!"

"promise!"

"Kill me!"

At the same time, the captain of the Yan army commanding outside the city also shouted angrily, and the Yan army infantry carried several bamboo ladders and rushed to the wall. They knew that persuading them to surrender was in vain, so they had no choice but to bite the bullet.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

Sharp arrows shot out from the wall, and a fierce battle began instantly.

The slopes around Beihegou Fort are very narrow and cannot accommodate too many people. Even if the Yan army has hundreds of people, they cannot attack them all at once.

When the Liang army first built the Yunjin defense line, all the fortresses were chosen to be in such strategic locations, which were easy to defend and difficult to attack, thus minimizing the enemy's strength advantage.

This was the reason why the Yan army persuaded them to surrender first. It was because the forts of the Liang army were too difficult to defeat. Since the army split up to attack the forts, although the Yan army had conquered many forts and beacons, it had suffered huge losses and often won one.

Baozhai had to pay double or even triple the casualties of the Liang army.

After paying more than ten or twenty lives, the Yan army finally began to climb the wall, leaping up the two-foot stronghold wall in just a few steps.

"drink!"

Sun Lie roared angrily, swung his scimitar horizontally, and immediately chopped off the head of a Yan soldier. The scene was extremely bloody.

Now only killing can calm the anger in Sun Lie's heart.

"Dang Dang Dang!"

"Kill, kill, kill!"

The Yan army continued to climb along the circular wall of the village, and soon began to engage in hand-to-hand combat with the Liang army. Although the Liang army was small in number, they were not afraid of death, and the Yan army's infantry could not reach the top of the wall.

Half a day passed in the blink of an eye. The Yan army launched four attacks. More than a hundred people had died on the hillside, and the corpses were all over the attack road.

When it was getting dark, the Yan army finally stopped attacking and withdrew their troops to cease fighting. However, they did not retreat, but camped outside the fort.

Sun Lie inspected the city wall with a sword in his hand, but Liang's army was also suffering from casualties and injuries. One-third of his men were lost in one afternoon.

Everyone knows that such a battle is inevitable, and the Yan army will not give up until the fortress is razed to the ground.
Chapter completed!