On the White Wolf Plain, the sound of killing spreads.

The roads between the four hills were piled up, and the broken trees that were pushed down and blocked were covered with arrows. Dongfang Sheng issued an order near the pool sweating profusely, and transferred personnel to the four narrow mountain passes. A few people or more than a dozen horse thieves were constantly assigned.

In the early morning, five thousand Xianbei people came to the scene. Even if they wanted to withdraw, there were many women and children in the wolf's den. They ran to the nearby city to hide. They would be caught up in the middle of the journey. They had to cut down trees in the hills and pile up the mountain passes to prevent the Xianbei cavalry from rushing in. They were convenient for shooting arrows behind the broken wood.

Until a fight in the early morning, after relying on a small number of people to occupy the geographical advantage, Dongfang Sheng did not figure out who led the troops, but he thought that only Budugen, the Xianbei tribe, came here.

The fight outside continued, and the scholar clenched his fists in his wide cuffs, "...guard it."

By the pool, hundreds of women helped to make simple traps, dig small holes in spacious places to deal with horse hooves, or cut some sharp woods together, climb onto hills, and smash them downwards, which can always hinder the footsteps of the Xianbei people, making them unable to let go of their hands and feet to climb the piles of chaotic woods and rocks.

The sharpened wooden stick fell down and penetrated a running figure on the ground. More people ran over, arrows whizzed over the head, and a horse thief in his thirties hiding behind the huge rocks and trees pressed his companions beside him down, and an arrow brushed across the crossbar, and when wood chips splashed, it flew over their heads. Then, the sound of thunder and thunder came from their ears.

Another rain of arrows.

"Preparation." The thief in his thirties, dark-skinned horse thief showed his yellow teeth to his companion beside him. The footsteps outside ran wildly, let out a fierce cry, and rushed forward with a knife.

He let out a breath, took an arrow, and shouted: "Shoot--"

Next second.

He stood up, pulled the bow and shot the arrow, and completed it in one go. The arrow flew out of the bowstring, and knocked a Xianbei man in front to the ground. The blood penetrated the leather jacket from his chest. More than 20 horse thieves scattered around him were also pulling bows and shooting arrows at the same time. The sparse arrows flew into the crowd, occasionally shooting people down, but more were nailed to the leather shield held in the front.

"Uncle Heizi, what should I do? These Xianbei people have shields... and they have shields!" Squatting back behind the rocks, the other party's arrow rain covered him again. A young horse thief next to him was sweating heavily and his body was trembling constantly.

"It's okay... It's okay... The leader is coming back soon... Don't be afraid." Li Heizi's hands were trembling, his fingers that were pulling the string were already blooming, and blood was flowing all over the palms.

Arrows flew here.

"If you hold on, you won't die. The leader will take us back. Don't be afraid. We can't be cowardly. If you cowardly, you will die." He trembled and put the arrow on the bowstring, and said, turning his head to look at the other party, "...There are women and children in the White Wolf Plain, and we can't be cowardly..."

The words suddenly stopped, and a few blood splattered on his face.

The scared little horse thief fell to the ground with a bang, an arrow inserted into the side of his head, his eyes widened, his body twitched a few times, and then stopped moving in a blink of an eye. Li Heizi squatted over silently, covered his eyes, took a few arrows in the quiver, and when he got up, he screamed, "Ah!" and shot an arrow, inserted into the eyes of a Xianbei soldier holding a shield, biting the arrow in his mouth, took it, and hit it, and then roared again, "Wow!", the bowstring was tensed to the extreme, making a squeaking sound.

The arrow buzzed and a light sound in the air, piercing through the thigh of a Xianbei soldier who had climbed up the crossbow. The moment his figure fell down, he pulled out the blade from his waist and slashed at the other party's neck. The gap was cut, and blood plasma gushed. An arrow also flew over and pierced into his shoulder, and stumbled back half a step. The severe pain made his vision a little dazed. In front, another figure flipped over the crossbow and stood up and roared.

A spear suddenly rushed from the side, piercing the Xianbei people who were pounced on him, and several more horse thieves sent over quickly found a cover. Li Heizi held the bow and leaned behind a stone, took a breath, and grabbed the arrow that was inserted into his shoulder, gritted his teeth and pulled it out.

"Haha...haha..." He looked at the corpses of his companions on the ground, laughed nervously twice, stood up, turned around and put his bow, "Xianbei bastard, you mama--" his voice roared hoarsely, and another arrow shot out, and the figure who was caught in the arrow fell down not far away.

In the open eyes, countless figures reflected in the pupils, crowded outside, rushed in one by one, and were shot back by arrows. Occasionally, the rocks rolled down on the hills were smashed into chaos.

"...Come on!" he shouted heart-wrenchingly.

...

In the hills, blood filled the smell of blood. More than a hundred people had been assigned to the four mountain passes. Even the women climbed up the hills and stood on a safe high place and threw stones down. However, this was only a past morning.

"What should I do..." Dongfang Sheng was nervous and his whole body was trembling, his forehead was covered with sweat. More than a dozen children from the White Wolf Yuan hid in the wolf den behind him.

“…What should I do?”

...

Outside the hills, in the Xianbei array divided into various soldiers, Bu Dugen was not satisfied with such a result. Although he had gotten angry several times and drew several young commanders under his command, he also knew that once such a narrow mountain pass was blocked, the cavalry could not enter, and the infantry would also take a certain amount of time...

"It's okay... it's still early." He licked his lips, waved his whip, whipped a close servant in the face, and gritted his teeth at the Yamaguchi fighting opposite him.

...........

Amid the flying arrows and countless surging fighting screams, more than a hundred prisoners from the Gentiles bound by the pool seemed to be forgotten in the corner.

"Stephanie...my sister, maybe the opportunity is here." The burly lion-like body twisted the rope, turned his head, and made a sound to the blonde woman leaning behind her back.

"Did you take the opportunity to kill these people?"

Gerald shook his lion's mane hair, "No, there are children and women here, and those men just captured us and did not hurt us. Perhaps it was just a language barrier, which caused a misunderstanding. I am not sure if they would be kind to attack the people outside."

"I hope your decision is right." The woman said, looking at the scholar on the other side of the pool, and then shouting to the other party: "The warriors of the Holy City are willing to fight side by side with you, Orientals."

On this side, Dongfang Sheng was frowning and thinking about countermeasures. Hearing the strange language of the Gentiles, he looked over. The woman and the burly man seemed to be shouting at him.

His brows frowned even more.

He moved his footsteps reluctantly, and the other party kept saying a lot. Dongfang Sheng naturally didn't understand a word, but he probably guessed something in his expression, but he didn't dare to take the risk of loosening these people. Stephanie was struggling and anxious to say something, a woman's scream came from a hill and cut through the woods. In a blink of an eye, the sound of heavy objects landing on the ground, and a woman's body was lying on the ground, no longer in human form.

"ah--"

One or two more women fell down and died. Then more than a dozen women's figures screamed and ran down the path on the side of the hills. Behind them was a group of Xianbei people chasing them, knocking their running figures down, and an unbearable scream came from the woods on the hills.

The Xianbei people broke in and there was nothing they could do.

"I hope you can help." Dongfang Sheng could only bet once.

Soon several women brought in the weapons they had seized before and threw them in front of them, cutting the ropes one by one.

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Chapter completed!