At Xiaoling Pass in the east of the Great Wall of Zhao State, a powerful cavalry team was stationed outside the pass.
But the strange thing is that the Zhao army at Xiaoling Pass did not prepare for this at this moment. On the contrary, their defenders were rushing out of the gate and rushing towards the cavalry camp.
"Liu Meng, the general of the Zhao Kingdom, please see Zhu Shuai. It's urgent, it's urgent..." Liu Meng, who was stopped by Di Feng, looked anxious.
"General Liu!" With slight confusion, Feng Enjiang hurriedly greeted him from inside and outside the camp. Didn't he just go to Xiaoling Pass in the morning?
Following Zhu Biao's order, he said that the army would rest outside Xiaoling Pass for a period of time. Because of the continuous marching and fighting these days, not only did nearly a thousand people in the army suffer from injuries and illnesses, but everyone was mentally exhausted and their horse power wasted.
The combat power has been greatly reduced, and it has reached the point where it is no longer possible without correction.
Zhu Biao, who had been ruthlessly ravaging the prairie for a while, had completed 80% of the tasks of horse-trampling Hulu, and had to turn around and return to the border of Zhao. Of course, this was also because he was on Wuda's territory.
It has been wandering around for a month, and it is estimated that Uwetuo's breakout deadline for employment is coming soon.
When the Han army is tired from fighting, they can rest at the border of Zhao State. When the Hu cavalry are tired from fighting, they cannot find a safe place in Zhao State. If they want to rest and recuperate, they must fight out of the border and use themselves to protect others.
It's time for Wei Tuo to come out!
Zhu Biao was standing with a sullen face outside the wounded soldiers' camp, with only one sheath left on the bone-white murder sword on his waist. Inside the camp, the painful screams of the wounded soldiers could be heard endlessly.
"Hold, hold -"
"You can't move, I'm pressed to death!"
"I'm going to chop..."
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"No, I don't want to be disabled, I don't want-"
"Kill me, kill me. I am willing to die..."
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The hero who charged at the tip of the sword without blinking an eye on the battlefield is now lying on the hospital bed crying so helplessly. Due to injuries and insufficient medical conditions in the army, how many soldiers of the Han army have died for this since they entered the prairie.
Lose your life?
In the battle at Nayanzhi Mountain, less than 5,000 soldiers were killed in the battle formation, but the number of people who died from injuries after the war finally approached the 3,000 mark. The small 50,000 cavalrymen who entered the grassland were now only
There are only 36,000 cavalry left. Although they have achieved great results and their military exploits are outstanding, the heavy casualties are still heartbreaking!
With his eyes closed, Zhu Biao could imagine that in the military tent, the military doctor with blood splattered all over his body was holding up his white bone murder sword. He was looking at the pus-filled and necrotic arms or legs of the wounded soldiers in front of him...
The weather is already getting hot, it's already May, and summer has already begun. There may be hope that the wounds of these soldiers will be cured in winter, but in the hot summer, it is necessary to cut off the troops when they are not appropriate. The remaining result can only be continuous.
Everyone died together!
There are countless people in the world who are experts in medicine, and there are many poison masters throughout history. They have invented all kinds of miraculous elixirs that can bring death to life and bones; all kinds of deadly plagues and strange poisons can make the crowing of chickens disappear for thousands of miles; but there is no such thing as anesthetics.
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Zhu Biao suddenly felt that he had paid too little attention to this aspect in the past. He only thought that having Shi Huixin under his command would give him peace of mind. But that peace of mind was only for the General's Mansion and the Zhu family, not for his own soldiers who fought bravely to kill the enemy.
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Hua Tuo's Qingnang Jing, Li Shizhen's Cao Gangmu, masterpieces by Zhang Zhongjing, Sun Simiao, etc., "Qianjin Prescriptions", "Treatise on Febrile and Miscellaneous Diseases", and even "Huangdi Neijing", "Tangcao", etc. There are many in the system.
Medical classics and even the secrets of medical poisons in martial arts novels, such as Hu Qingniu's.
These things are not expensive, but they have never caught Zhu Biao's eyes. Just because Shi Huixin has great attainments in both medicine and poison. Just because he also has secret treasures such as Lingyu Qiucicana in his hand...
The sound of the bone-killing sword cutting into flesh and bone and breaking bones reached Zhu Biao's ears, and Zhu Biao felt a twinge in his heart.
"Commander——" Feng Enjiang's voice came from behind amid the clatter of horse hooves. "General Zhao Jun Xiaoling Pass, please see Liu Meng!"
"What's the matter?"
"I don't know what my humble position is. Liu Meng only said that it was extremely urgent——"
Zhu Biao opened his closed eyes, took off the scabbard from his waist, and the guard next to him took it on knowingly. "Wait here. When there is a result in the end, report it to me -"
Although the doctors in the army are also equipped with sharp swords and axes, compared with Zhu Biao's bone-killing sword, the latter is better than the former by a little bit? But this is not the point. Since Zhu Biao lent the sword to the military doctor
If he uses it, he doesn't always think about taking it back quickly. He wants to use a sword, and some of them are magic weapons!
The situation has changed to the current moment. If he could give up the Bone Killing Sword so that the men in the tent would not have their limbs amputated or howl out in agony, Zhu Biao would be willing to do so. Compared with the sword used to cut off limbs, Zhu Biao would
He was even more worried about how many of the soldiers in the tent would survive in the end.
There was plenty of open space in Hedong, including two counties. If any disabled soldiers came back with him for some reason, he could divide them into fields and houses to support them.
"No!" said the four remaining guards. Zhu Biao then got on his horse and rode away with Feng Enjiang.
In the Han army's tent, Liu Meng was waiting restlessly. He stood up from time to time and stretched out his head to look outside. The military plane he brought was too important, and Zhao State needed the help of the Han army too much at the moment. This urgency
His mood was so burning that he wanted to shout to the sky.
——He needs to see Zhu Biao immediately.
Half an hour seemed like ten years. Finally, the clatter of horse hooves was heard.
"Young general Liu Meng, I have met Zhu Shuai."
It's time for something big to happen. Liu Meng is so polite? Zhu Biao's eyes flashed and he raised his hand, "General Liu, there is no need to be polite. Please come in -"
After entering the military tent, Commander Zhu Biao took his seat, and Liu Meng reported eagerly: "Commander Zhu, we are extremely urgent. Uwe, a bandit with dogs, led his troops to knock on the pass, which is at Feixian Pass four hundred miles away."
"Our army's guard at Feixian Pass has already lit the signal for help. The last general dares to ask Zhu Shuai for quick help."
Zhu Biao's silent face finally showed a smile, and the thief Uwetuo came out as expected. In an instant, a fierce and extremely cold murderous intention burst out from his body, making Liu Meng, who was close at hand, freeze up.
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But while this murderous aura was overflowing, there was still a sense of joy hidden in Zhu Biao's heart. The horse trampled on the Hulu. In this mission, Zhu Biao had already given the Hu people an unforgettable experience. Compared with the original Yandong
The battle was especially painful and the lessons were learned many times over, but these could not erase the bloody debts Uwetuo had committed in the Central Plains.
Zhu Biao wants to kill him——
I glanced at the map spread out on Shuai's desk and found Feixian Pass, four hundred miles away from Xiaoling Pass!
"Assemble the troops and prepare the entire army -" He was going to set off overnight.
Liu Meng's face turned into a flower. He said quickly: "I heard that there are thousands of wounded in your army, please enter Xiaoling Pass. Liu Meng pledged his life and will do his best to treat them."
"Then there's General Lao Liu." Zhu Biao's murderous aura disappeared.
Liu Meng said continuously: "I don't dare, I don't dare."
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"General, I can't do it. Brothers can't stop me..." A Sima of the Zhao army, covered in blood, cried sadly to Zhao Dezhao. He had about a thousand men under his command, but now he didn't even have five hundred.
Hu Qi has a large number of masters, but the bed crossbows, big yellow crossbows, etc. that can withstand the masters in Feixian Pass have all been damaged. Hu Qi is not good at foot combat, but under the guidance of a group of masters, they can fight hard.
Sharp and ruthless.
Zhao Dezhao first deliberately abandoned the city head, attracting a large number of barbarians to climb the city, and then fired arrows and crossbows. Now he no longer abandons the city head, but it is not the city head he deliberately abandoned, but the Zhao army in Feixian Pass really couldn't withstand it.
With a strength of 9,000 people guarding the area, Zhao Dezhao only has 5,000 people left to fight.
Naturally, the Hu cavalry suffered losses when they attacked the city, and the casualties were not small. But they had the elite Golden Wolf Cavalry and masters like the King of Growth, so the total number of casualties was the same as that of the Zhao army.
Don't forget, Uwetuo is attacking the city.
Zhao Dezhao narrowed his eyes, with a cold and sinister look on his face. "If you can't block it, you have to block it, and if you can't fight it, you have to fight it! We will fight to the death today. Anyone who dares to give up will disturb the morale of our army. I will show no mercy with my sword."
The sun set in the western mountains, and the sky gradually turned gray.
But Hu Qi was still attacking furiously. They had already spent a day and a half, and they still had at most a day and a half before the enemy attacked.
Therefore, even at night, Uwetuo would not relax. He would light torches and the Huqi would fight all night long.
The attackers and defenders each have their own families, relatives and friends, but they are not afraid to sleep with the enemy's corpse lying on their pillow today.
"Kill——" Three spears stabbed a golden wolf cavalryman in unison.
The Golden Wolf Cavalry held a scimitar in his hand, and when the blade shook, a cold light flashed, and all the two thrusting spears were pushed aside. He suddenly took a step forward, and the last spear was pressed against his waist.
Stabbed it.
The scimitar in his hand flashed again, and a stream of blood mist appeared. The cold blade cut through the neck of the Zhao Jun spearman in front of him. The strong body felt like being shocked by an electric shock in an instant. Zhao Bing's eyes widened, with extreme expression in his eyes.
Unwillingness and endless hatred...
"Kill!" Without any fear, the remaining two Zhao soldiers drew their spears, one on the left and the other on the right, and stabbed him again.
The Golden Wolf Cavalry waved his sword to block, and wanted to repeat his old trick and get closer to Zhao Bing, but the injury on his leg was in severe pain, and the opportunity was lost with a slight pause in his steps.
"Crack--" A Hu cavalry soldier smashed the shoulder of the Zhao soldier facing him with a stick, but the sword held by the Zhao soldier in his other hand had already pierced his stomach.
The Huqi soldier's eyes suddenly bulged outwards, and when blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, he swiped the mace horizontally, and his head was completely shattered...
The red-robed Shandun is a red-robed mage from the Tianshen Sect. He flipped his palm and struck out with the wind. For two ordinary Zhao soldiers, this was naturally an irresistible force. The tiger's mouth burst open, and the sword and gun flew out of his hand.
, Zhao Bing on the right tried hard to hold the sword, but his arm was dislocated.
"Death--" Two figures suddenly rolled out from the sides of the swordsmen and spearmen, with round shields blocking their heads, and two bright white blades slashed straight towards the knees of the red-robed mage...
The battle has entered the third day. Zhao Dezhao's face was extremely miserable. He held a fortified city, but he was unable to withstand Hugou's attack. He did not accept death as an apology. It was truly an unforgivable crime.
"Support the city, support the city, push them back -" A school captain not far away has not given up hope yet. Reinforcements should arrive tomorrow...
The captain was shouting crazily, and the few remaining Zhao soldiers were constantly engaging in the strangulation battle at the top of the city. But it was like gathering embankments to block water, how thrilling and frightening it was!
The flood level is still rising, but the blocked dams have no choice but to keep rising. How could Zhao Dezhao not think that there would be a moment in the near future when everything would be out of control...
With a "swish" sound, a feather arrow grazed the captain's retracted hat tassel and shot over. The archer obviously had extraordinary arm strength, and the power of the bow used was far beyond the ordinary hard bow in the army. The feather arrow shot directly through the captain's hat tassel.
The helmet of a soldier next to the captain was still swaying and trembling with its arrow tail.
The captain looked towards where the arrow came from, and saw a silver-ringed general under the city tower. Just as he was about to glare angrily, he saw a whooshing arrow flying past him. The arrow was so fast that his eyes
He couldn't catch the shadow of the arrow, and only felt a black shadow flashing away in the void.
The swift and sharp arrow penetrated the Yinhuan Hu General's facade. The force was so great that the Yinhuan Hu General's body suddenly flipped backwards. At the same time, when his back was unable to reach the ground, 'bang' it penetrated the helmet.
The arrow has penetrated from the north side of the helmet...
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"Kill, kill with me! Press the Hugou back -" Zhao Jun, who was exerting all his strength to counterpress, was using his last strength, and Zhao Dezhao personally took the lead in the fight.
The officers took the lead, and Zhao Jun performed very bravely!
However, in the face of Hu Qi, who was numerous and powerful, it was really difficult for the Zhao Military Commission at Feixian Pass to resist him.
When one Hu cavalry soldier fell, another Hu cavalry soldier came to replace him. As for the Zhao soldiers guarding the city, one fell down. Slowly, they could not be replaced.
"Across the way is the grassland, which is our home. Warriors of the Immortal Heaven, follow me and fight your way out of the barrier——"
The Huqi soldiers who were fighting felt that they were full of strength. This was the call of home, and this was the power of the call.
The blade cut across Hu Qi's body, and the long knife mark on his chest cut off the sternum through the armor, bringing up a stream of blood. Blood mist flew up in an instant.
However, Hu Qi's advantage was still getting bigger and bigger, and more and more of them rushed to the city. The territory that Zhao Jun had been fighting for three days was stained red with the blood of tens of thousands of people.
If it were a normal battle, Uwetuo would definitely not fight such a tough battle, because it was a bad battle. If the elite cavalry was thrown into the tough battle, everyone would be labeled as "stupid", and the cavalry army was indiscriminate.
They may not be willing to fight. Just like when Wuji, who was so embarrassed at the gate of Beiling City, didn't he just want to send his troops to massacre Beiling? In the end, it would be nothing.
But it is different now. The current Huqi soldiers are Huqi soldiers in an abnormal state. They are extremely eager to go home. At this time, the death of their comrades can only arouse them to greater anger, but will not give birth to a
A little bit of fear. They continued to rush forward, stepping on the blood of their comrades. One fell and another was picked up. The bravery of the Huqi soldiers at this moment cannot be described.
"Let go! Let go!" A Zhao soldier used the weapon in his hand to slash the back of a Hu cavalry soldier at his feet. After more than ten blows in a row, the Hu cavalry soldier's back was like a pile of rotten meat.
, the man had already vomited blood and swallowed his last breath. But his arms still held Zhao Bing's thigh tightly, and he never let go even an inch until his death!
"Death -" The Hu cavalry soldier who rushed up again raised his sword with blood-red eyes and rushed towards Zhao Bing. He chopped off Zhao Bing's head with one knife.
Either victory or death.
Screams were heard, one after another, coming from every ladder and battlement. Hu knights and Zhao soldiers kept falling down the city.
However, the Huqi soldiers who had more flowers finally gained the upper hand. Under the control of Hululuomen, they finally attacked the city after a life-and-death struggle. After several tug-of-wars, although they paid some price, they were already in the city.
Chengtou stood firm.
"These bastards are so damn desperate!" A Zhao Jun officer spit out thick phlegm and cursed bitterly. "Quickly report the emergency to the general and ask for reinforcements. Reinforce them immediately! Otherwise, I won't be able to support you here.
Stay!"
"Yes!" A Zhao Bing who lost half of his ear responded loudly.
The King of Growth rushed up again. Each Zhao soldier turned into a corpse under his hands.
"Pa!" He smashed the head of Uncle Zhao Jundu with a palm, and the scimitar disappeared so quickly that it was like a laser cannon, with laser beams swishing wildly!
If you are intersecting with masters of the same level, or even with top first-level masters, increasing the sword radiance and sword aura on the Dharma King's sword may not be of great use. But for soldiers in the army, forget about the sword radiance.
Dao Gang, even Dao Qi is enough to have the necessary lethality!
One person wiped out a large area. It was like a meat grinding machine harvesting the lives of Zhao Jun. No matter how strong the armor was, it was as vulnerable as tofu when facing the sword.
"Win, win, win -" the Hu riders howled excitedly and roared crazily. At this moment in their hearts, they lifted Dharma King Zeng to a high position like a god.
"Pfft——"
"Pfft——"
"Pfft——"
Zhao Dezhao's whole body was dyed crimson red, and he fired three spears at the three Huqi in front of him.
"Bang!" A sword player rushed past him. A Huqi scimitar rushing towards Zhao Dezhao was blocked by the shield, and then was pressed down by the shield. The sword player raised his hand and fell, and the sword player gained a lot.
A six-yang leader.
"Haha, what you did is really neat!" Zhao Dezhao had made up his mind. He put everything aside and only remembered the word 'kill'. He laughed, strode forward, and assassinated two Hu Qi again with one shot.
, and also gave the sword player to block the attacks of these two people.
"Son, if you want to take advantage of grandpa, it's not that simple!" The sword player raised his head again and smiled ferociously at Hu Qi in front of him. The blood that had just been spattered on his face made his smile look like a demon in the sea of blood.
However, a moment later, when the sword player's sword struck the neck of a Hu Qi.
"brush--"
Mingxue's ax blade lit up with fire, and a heavy ax struck deeply into his chest. The broken shield split into two halves and fell to the ground.
The brick wall in the open space under the city gate was completely stained red with blood, and some areas were even wet. Layers after layers of corpses were piled on the ground...
"Kill!"
In the end, only Zhao Dezhao was left. There was only one man left, his clothes were stained with blood, and the Hu cavalry soldiers were pouring down. He did not retreat at all, and he even launched the charge first.
