Volume 1: Looking Northwest, Shooting the Sirius Chapter 87: The Great Battle
"Sirius, something happened over there at Grass Harrier."
Bai Shui, one of the eight golden patterns, looked at the burning fire in front of him and suddenly said.
Sirius, who was talking to his subordinates, was stunned for a moment, and then frost appeared on his face.
"If anything goes wrong, everything goes wrong. The people in the northwest won't pull out all our spies, right?"
Bai Shui ignored Sirius. He just told him that there was a problem. What else did it have to do with him?
As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Sirius knew that he had done something stupid. The Eight Golden Patterns only cared about shamanism and Yuletian affairs, and other matters depended on his mood. At this point, he was not as easy to communicate with as ordinary shamans.
Gently tapping the table with his fingers, Sirius thought for a long time, finally made up his mind, stood up suddenly and gave the order:
"Send an order to General Song Hetu of the Golden Guard to send out troops from the ten prefectures to storm Manzi Fort. If you can capture the best, you must attract the attention of the northwest frontier army so that they don't have time to go to Xiao Qing!"
"Here!"
Captain Zhechong, who was discussing matters with Sirius, couldn't help but frown when he saw the messengers leaving in a hurry.
"Your Highness, is it appropriate for the messenger to send a message to General Song?"
"...You would have forgotten about it even if you didn't tell me!"
Sirius sent another person to chase back the messenger, and he got up and walked outside the big tent. The task of the golden tent guards was to guard the royal tent, and they were not allowed to leave unless ordered by Shilong Chanyu.
As a third-grade Grandmaster, Song Hetu would listen to Sirius's orders if he wanted to, but would not even pay attention to them if he didn't want to.
Now if you want to send out the Golden Guards, you must go to visit them in person. If you just go to send orders, they will definitely ignore them.
Arriving three hundred meters away from the royal tent, Sirius couldn't help grinning as he looked at the low thatched hut in front of him. This was one of the quirks of the Song River Picture.
Instead of living in tents and houses made of earth and stone, we could only live in this small, low thatched hut. No matter where the royal tent moved, the thatched hut would inevitably follow.
"General Song, I haven't seen you for a few days, but your energy is getting fuller, hahaha."
Sirius pushed away the hut, cupped his fists and saluted, laughing.
Song Hetu, who was sitting cross-legged, did not speak, but stared at Sirius silently, without any fluctuation in his eyes.
Sirius put down his hand with some embarrassment and explained his purpose clearly.
After Sirius finished speaking, Song Hetu did not speak, but still looked directly at him. Sirius, who was also a grand master, felt uncomfortable looking at him and didn't know where to put his hands and feet.
When Sirius was young, Song Hetu served as his gun and stick instructor for a period of time, and the naughty Sirius was beaten a lot.
After growing up, Sirius had a strange encounter in the ruins of an ancient country and became the youngest Grand Master of the Prairie Royal Court.
From then on, Sirius, the proud son of Heaven, always wanted to take revenge for his childhood, so after a banquet, he provoked Song Hetu by getting drunk.
At that time, Song Hetu was acting like he is now. His expression was calm and he just looked straight at him. His eyes seemed to penetrate into the depths of his soul. It really embarrassed Sirius who was drunk while drinking.
If it weren't for Shi Long Chanyu's gentle instructions, Sirius, who was left alone, would have died of embarrassment.
But what happened next was not much better than before.
When the two great masters fought, all the nobles in the royal court who were watching thought it would be a shocking fight between dragons and tigers.
Without thinking, Song Hetu knocked down Sirius who was flying around like a butterfly with just one punch.
Before Sirius could stand up, Song Hetu grabbed the back of his neck and lifted him up.
"I said back then, don't do these fancy things, but I never changed it."
"If you don't know how to have a strong foundation, let alone become a master, even if you become a land god, you will still be a weak scum!"
After saying that, Song Hetu kicked Sirius on the butt and let the proud man get on the plane back home.
Even now, when he thinks of Shilong Chanyu's laughing voice, Sirius still feels his ears getting hot.
The atmosphere was too heavy, and seeing that Song Hetu remained silent, Sirius had no choice but to turn around and leave.
"Go to Grusa and ask him to personally lead the Golden Guards of the Eight Prefectures to attack."
"No matter how many people there are, the royal tent cannot suppress them."
Song Hetu's voice suddenly sounded, Sirius felt happy and quickly turned around to salute:
"Thank you, General Song!"
Looking at the respectful Sirius, Song Hetu sighed softly:
"This time the royal tent goes south, you shouldn't be involved, let alone get so entangled with shamanism!"
"Why didn't you listen to what I said to you in the past?!"
"No matter when and where you are, your own strength is fundamental. If you become a land god, you don't have to do anything. What you want will naturally belong to you!"
Sirius couldn't help but be stunned. He had never heard Song Hetu talk to him like this in more than ten years.
Crossing his hands and performing a grand gesture, Sirius smiled bitterly:
"Master Song, I've gone too deep and I can't look back."
"If I could go back to my childhood, I would definitely listen to you, practice your martial arts well, and become a hero in the world!"
After saying that, Sirius bowed and turned away with a slightly lonely look on his face. Song Hetu sighed behind him.
The sound of horns and gongs suddenly sounded, and the craftsmen who were repairing Manzi Fort hurried into the city and retreated to the border fortress through the south gate. The city defenders quickly took up their positions and were on tight alert.
Thick smoke billowed in the distance, and one could tell at a glance that large troops were coming.
"It's actually the Golden Guard!"
The captain who defended the city put away his clairvoyance, with frost on his face, turned around and shouted:
"Light up the smoke and blow the Zhentian horn, put the eight-oxen crossbow and trebuchet in place, prepare the artillery shells, and fire freely as long as the enemy comes into range!"
"Here!"
Such a huge battle, and the Golden Guards were dispatched. A big battle is inevitable!
The top of the city suddenly became busy, and before long, billowing smoke rose straight into the sky, and long horns resounded across the sky.
"put!"
The golden torrent was about to enter the firing range, and the four artillery pieces that had been prepared opened fire one after another. Cast-iron shells the size of heads flew out with flames, aiming directly at the front of the torrent!
"Bang bang!"
The iron bullets carrying a huge force fell with a bang, but two of them were knocked away by Grusa, who was more than ten feet tall and was riding a rhinoceros beast, with a stick!
The remaining two iron bullets flew past, instantly creating two long corridors of flesh and blood in the cavalry formation.
"Load!"
Clean the barrel of the cannon and reload it. The cannon is powerful, but the reloading speed is very slow. The eight-niu crossbow and trebuchet began to fire one after another. Huge crossbow arrows and gravel flew all over the sky, and the Golden Tent Guard kept falling to the ground.
He waved the eight-foot copper stick in his hand and smashed the incoming stone crossbow arrows into pieces. Grusa calculated the distance and shouted suddenly:
"Fifty spears, attack the city!"
The cavalry formation immediately dispersed. Fifty cavalrymen stood on horseback and threw their spears vigorously:
"Delightful Heaven!"
The spear flew up with a red light, carrying a long tail rainbow, and crashed towards the wall of Manzi Fort across a distance of several hundred feet.
Captain Zhe Chong's face suddenly changed and he shouted loudly:
"The sword and shield soldiers gather in formation and defend!"
"Boom boom boom~"
Before anyone could react, fifty spears fell one after another, exploding the city with flames. Two of them directly hit the powder barrels, and a shocking explosion occurred suddenly.
There was a loud bang, and a huge gap was created in the city wall. Fortunately, the foundation was solid, otherwise it would have collapsed and left a gap.