Guan Ning's warriors, who were originally scattered like sand, gathered into formation in an instant. The golden flag that had been lying down was raised again, hunting and dancing in the strong wind. The war drums that had been dormant for many days were beaten again, and the sound was loud.
The sound was like thunder, which made people tremble with fear.
In the eyes of the soldiers, those comrades who fought desperately to snatch back the food were no different from the seniors who followed Bai Jiang Lin Ran north out of Suoyang Pass and defeated the enemy chief. They were their comrades connected by blood, and they were also the guardians of Wei Liang.
hero.
On the other hand, the Red Flame Army also quickly prepared for the attack. The warriors who mounted their horses drew their swords and blew their horns. Even though the mounts were already weak and could not even launch a charge. But in order to protect the prairie people
In order to wash away the shame of defeat sixty years ago, everyone's eyes are filled with perseverance and unyielding light.
In the blink of an eye, the originally silent ice field was filled with shouts of killing.
"Who ordered you to move? Stop them all!"
Upon seeing this, Luqiu Borong realized that the situation was not good, and immediately shouted loudly to stop the army from advancing. However, amidst the rumbling footsteps and the thundering shouts of killing, her voice was swallowed up in an instant, and she could not stop it at all.
Hard to hear.
The black-eyed boy was immediately anxious, and loudly ordered that the Red Flame Army, which was already in formation, should not attack, and then clamped Wu Chen's horse's belly under his crotch with both legs, and galloped straight towards the Guannan warriors, and at the same time,
He raised his unsheathed long sword across his head and gestured to Luqiu Borong in the distance.
Emperor Daxin looked helplessly at Jiang Yan, but he was helpless and could only watch as his soldiers charged at the opponent with all their strength.
Although Lu Qiu Borong had made a promise in front of Jiang Yan before, promising that if the young man met again on the battlefield one day, he would lead his army to retreat ten miles and never fight against each other. But now she understood in her heart: In fact, the two sides had already started fighting here.
Before the first encounter, the situation on this ice sheet was destined to be out of control. And the power in his hand that he once thought was unbreakable and seemingly supreme was now as fragile as a snowflake falling into the flames, and was melted away in an instant.
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The young He Han had no choice but to rein in his horse, turn around and return to the front of the Red Flame Army, shouting orders to meet the enemy.
The war roars from the two armies rose higher and higher, like falling snow or an erupting flash flood, drowning out all sounds in an instant. Even the biting cold wind was overwhelmed by its momentum. It seemed as if
Both sides regard this confrontation as the last battle in their lives that is full of tragedy but also involves honor. If they win, they may live a few more days, but if they lose, it seems to be another form of relief.
Two forces, one red and one white, met on the ice field, and the sound of soldiers clashing was immediately heard. Neither side was weak, and even if they were close to their respective limits, a confrontation would still be fatal.
However, everyone did not expect that although the weapons in their hands were sharp, they had become brittle after being frozen in the cold for a long time. They only looked at each other, and there was a jingling sound, no matter what the prairie man was holding,
The long sword or the long sword in the hands of the warriors all collapsed in an instant, making it difficult to use them.
However, once a person is determined to put his opponent to death, he will do everything possible to achieve his goal. The Red Flame Army immediately tightened the reins of their horses, ordered their mounts to stand up, and tried to use their horses' hooves to step forward.
The enemy troops. And Guan Ning's soldiers did not retreat at all, and did not even slow down the pace of their charge. They actually ran straight into the unprotected soft belly of the horse.
The tall Shuo Bei Ma was knocked to the ground by the bottom-up force on the spot. His four legs were waving weakly, and it was difficult to turn over for a while.
Among the riders on horseback, many had no time to react and were pinned to the ice by the heavy mounts, unable to escape. Some of the riders who reacted quickly took their feet out of the stirrups and jumped up with all their strength.
, and then took advantage of the situation to roll on the spot, and struggled with the Guan Ning soldiers who were about to attack.
The physiques of the soldiers on both sides were almost the same, but now they were fighting with bare hands on the ice field, and they were almost indistinguishable. The fists with iron fingers have now become the weapons of choice after losing their weapons. Just listen to the muffled sounds one after another,
The condescending person waved his fist fiercely and hit the opponent who was suppressed by him in the face.
Although the warriors all wore helmets and face guards on their heads, it didn't matter if they took a few punches. However, the heavy armor gradually deformed under repeated beatings. The attackers let the iron fingers on their hands crack and shatter.
But he was afraid that the opponent would take advantage of him if he stopped, so he still punched with all his strength. Although the face of the person being punched was already covered in blood, he did not dare to close his eyes stained red with blood. He struggled to resist.
, still desperately looking for a way to reverse the defeat.
In this way, the two colors completely merged together, and a life-and-death fight began on the ice field. Many people thought they had succeeded and got up to help their trapped comrades nearby, but their opponents just fainted and soon
Then he got up again and pounced hard from behind, causing both parties to roll to the ground again.
Finally, some people's helmets were completely smashed and peeled off from their heads, and then the opponent picked up the thick pieces and smashed them on their faces. However, at first, both sides attacked with a bloody courage, and soon they were
He was exhausted from the fight, and although his offensive continued unabated, it was no longer fatal.
After all, Guan Ning's soldiers had the advantage in numbers. After several attacks and defenses, the Red Flame Army was still suppressed. Among the rebels, only one black horse was still rushing left and right among the crowd. The black-eyed boy on the horse was
The man waved the long black-gold sword in his hand vigorously, trying his best to protect the red-armored warrior under his command who was gradually declining, like the last unyielding fire burning in the dark night!
Jiang Yan was also furious at this time. The Xiao Tianmo in his hand was not as brittle and hard as the ordinary iron sword. However, facing the Guan Ning warriors who were constantly besieging them, he was still unable to do anything. Every time
He swung his sword forward, and wherever the sharp edge touched, the soldiers in silver armor and silver helmets could easily dodge away. But behind the young man, where he couldn't take care of, more people would surround him, waiting for an opportunity to kill this young man.
Dahe Han pulled the horse and dismounted.
Wu Chen exhaled white air from his mouth and nose, like a trapped black dragon. Without fine fodder for days, the strong horse quickly lost weight. However, it was just like the owner on its back.
Ken bowed to his fate and kept kicking his hind legs, rushing towards the swarming crowd at extremely high speeds, sometimes even knocking down the attacking soldiers to the ground.
At this moment, a loud rumbling sound suddenly sounded in the night sky above everyone's heads. The lightning that followed was like a fiery whip tearing through the sky, and it also illuminated the originally dark ice field and the ice on it.
Everyone has a ferocious face.
The thunder and lightning gradually became more intensive, followed by a stronger north wind, and the heavy snow that covered the entire sky almost instantly, densely woven like a net!
Before the Red Flame Army and Guan Ning Wu soldiers could react, the blood stains on their faces that had not yet solidified had already condensed into a layer of white frost in an instant. Then, the entire blood stain solidified and hardened, sticking to the person like a hard shell.
When he reached out and touched his face, he lifted up a large area of skin underneath, but he felt no pain at all.
Jiang Yan, who was riding on horseback, saw a white mist in the distance, rising slowly from the lightning and thunder on the horizon, like a monster crawling out from under the ice and snow, with its towering back like a hill.
Young He Handang thought of those people frozen under the ice not far away, and there was a sudden "buzz" in his ears:
"The murderous cold wave last night is here again! Find a place to light a fire quickly, and don't stay in the windward place!"
This roar made Lu Qiu Borong recall how the coalition forces he led fell apart overnight. Finally, after the two shouted hoarsely to stop, the two fighting sides finally ceased fighting.
However, looking around, there was no place that could be used to shelter from the wind and snow. The strong north wind also caused many attempts to light a fire to end in failure. Later, even the only thing that could be used to start a fire was a fire folding
, were almost extinguished under the severe cold, forcing people to carefully stuff them back into their arms, never daring to take them out easily again.
Jiang Yan and Lu Qiu Borong watched the cloud of snow dust in the distance getting closer and closer, and thousands of soldiers were about to turn into human-shaped ice sculptures on this ice field. However, his mind went blank and he couldn't think of anything.
Countermeasures.
However, at this critical juncture of life and death, a loud neighing sound suddenly sounded in the cold wind. The sound sounded like the roar of a giant dragon dormant deep in the ice sheet after it woke up, reverberating in the wind.
, lasting.
Following that sound, all the Shuobei horses that had fallen to the ground and could no longer get up struggled and stood up again. The horses staggered towards the direction of the wind and snow. In front of them, they staggered.
What was erected was the general Yan whose helmet was like fire, and the Wuchen under his crotch.
The dragon-like roar before came from this pure black horse.
Young He Han suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart. The black horse also turned around, gently rubbed the young man's legs with its nose, and immediately knelt down on the ice field.
"Wuchen, what do you want to do?!"
Jiang Yan pulled hard on the reins, hoping to get his horse to stand up again. However, the horse did not obey his orders at all. Instead, it tilted its body, flipping its owner off its back, and then neighed again.
The gathered horses also came forward, and one by one they knelt down on the ice field, just in time to block the biting and life-threatening cold wave that was blowing towards everyone!
"Wuchen, I order you to stand up!"
The sight of the black-eyed boy suddenly became blurry. The black horse in front of him, which he had raised since childhood, had long grown stronger and taller than the ordinary Shuobei horse. At this moment, it suddenly became the same horse in the Baishaying stables.
A little pony that can't walk smoothly.
Jiang Yan rushed forward, hugging Wu Chen's neck tightly and trying to help him up. However, when he touched the mount's neck, he felt a bone-chilling coldness in his palm.
Wu Chen snorted hard, but there was not even a trace of white breath left. He pushed the bridge of his nose against his master's body again, signaling him to hide behind him, and two drops of clear tears fell from his eyes.
"War Horse Savior..."
Four words came to young Hehan's mind. Although he had been saddened by the legends and stories he heard on the grassland, he never thought that one day he would experience such a heart-wrenching parting.
"Sign up the fire behind the horses immediately! The closer to each other the better!"
The young man suppressed his grief and issued orders to the soldiers behind him, but he knew clearly in his heart that this was the last hope left to people by Wu Chen, who was about to reach the end of his life, and Tong Shuobei War Horse. And he would not
, and will never allow himself and the Red Flame Army to let them down.
At the same time as the fire was lit, the howling cold wind carried heavy goose-feather snow, overwhelming people's heads and bodies, forcing them to huddle behind the horses and cover their mouths and noses tightly. Listen.
The strong wind blowing from the back of the head made a sharp whistle, and people could only pray silently in their hearts, praying for the few weak fires that could only provide light and heat in the increasingly dark night.
Heap, never extinguish...
At the same time, on the ice field far away from everyone, more than 10,000 black wolves stood in the wind and snow, with manes standing tall and claws thick. And among the wolves, standing among the wolves, was a man wearing a coat.
Kunjie, and nearly a thousand dead soldiers of the Cangyu tribe led by him.
At the moment, every dead soldier of the Cangyu tribe holds in the hand a palm-sized magic weapon made from clams. The mysterious rose embedded in the center of the magic weapon is constantly emitting a faint blue light.
The dead soldiers formed a circular array on the ground, and standing in the center of the array was Kun Jie, who spoke eloquently.
"The night is uncertain, the mist is rising, the snow is covering the sky, and the frost is spreading again."
The man chanted a secret word repeatedly, but his voice became louder and louder. After three times, his closed eyes suddenly opened, and his light was shining brightly. And the faint blue light emitted from the countless mysterious roses in the magic circle,
It also became several times brighter, and a looming ball of light appeared in the wind and snow surrounding the people and the wolves.
All the rain and snow in the light ball turned into drops of water mist on the spot. No matter how heavy the wind and snow were outside, the inside of the circle was still full of steam, and it was actually as warm and moist as spring.
"First Officer, this snowstorm came at the wrong time. If it had been another half day at night, the two groups of landmen might have killed each other long ago. There is no need for you to continue to distract them, let alone think of ways to deal with them.
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After the spell was cast, the law enforcement elder Ye Hui, who was standing beside Kun Jie, stepped forward and bowed, with a slightly depressed look on his face.
Deacon Elder Lu Ai laughed out loud after hearing this:
"So what? Even if these people on land don't kill each other, they will eventually freeze to death, starve to death, and die of thirst on this desolate ice sheet. Without the protection of Xixi, it is impossible for them to get out of here alive."
However, before the words fell, Kun Jie once again began to sing in a low voice. The target of his spell was Jiang Yan and Lu Qiu Bo Rong, who were almost buried in the snow in the distance, but were still struggling.
What he did was just to make the suffocating wind and snow calm down a little. However, for the people on land who had already stepped into the gate of hell, it was like a boat that had crossed the bridge and a dead tree rejuvenated.
Under the snowdrift that had not moved for a long time, something alive suddenly moved, and then a person poked his head out, looking around at the invisible things that isolated the wind and snow around him, feeling both endless joy and excitement.
There are tons of doubts.
Ye Hui was very unhappy about this, widened his eyes and asked:
"Why would you cast a spell to save those people on land?!"
The man who cast the spell smiled:
"If the enemies are dealt with properly, they may also be our help. If I don't kill them now, it doesn't mean I won't kill them in the future. I just keep them for now, maybe they can be put to some use."
"What's the use? Please give me some advice, sir!"
Ye Hui was still puzzled. He knelt down on one knee and bowed before asking again.
Kun Jie turned around, walked slowly to his subordinate, raised his palm and gently stroked his forehead and said:
"Even I don't know what kind of mechanisms the ancestors have left behind in the ancient city waiting for us. And those people on land can just be the ones to cast stones on our way forward!