The city walls quickly turned into meat grinders.
We didn't even have time to clean up yesterday's corpses, and today there are new ones.
There is a gap in the city wall, which does not mean that it cannot be defended, but there are fewer tactics that can be used, and more hard power and courage are needed.
No matter how many people there are on the other side, how many can squeeze into the gap at the same time?
The weather is getting colder and colder, and the snow is getting heavier day by day. As long as the snow comes, the barbarians will retreat. They are also made of flesh and blood, and have tribal families, so they cannot continue to stir up trouble here endlessly.
With this understanding, there will be endless courage.
No matter how exhausted we are, no matter how exhausted we are, hope is still there.
Huangfu Yongxian personally held the blow, thrust his spear straight out, and pierced the two Hu warriors. With a huge swing, the bodies were thrown backwards, knocking over the entire battle formation.
Cui Yuanyong's sword was as bright as a drill, and he was guarding Huangfu Yongxian. He couldn't help but admire him in his heart.
I don’t know if I will still have such power in my old age.
As the legitimate son of an aristocratic family, it was difficult for Cui Yuanyong to empathize with the emotions of the frontier soldiers and what Huangfu Yongxian was thinking. In his view, even if the barbarians entered the customs, they would probably have to compromise with the Cui family in order to quickly stabilize the world.
Sitting in the country, as long as the flag changes, Qinghe Cui will still be Qinghe Cui.
A flowing dynasty and an iron-clad family. Isn't the Huangfu family the same? Why do they need to be spelled like this...
The emperor doesn't care about things? Isn't that great? There is no obstacle for us to be emperors of the earth.
He came to the border, saying that he was helping with the defense, but in fact, it was more about gaining experience in battle formations. He wanted to be on the ranking list, and this was a good place for training.
But over the past few months, Cui Yuanyong's heart has undergone subtle changes.
The friends who laughed and laughed while drinking and swearing together yesterday are now the bones on the city wall; the subordinates who respectfully call themselves Master Cui, Commander Cui, have changed one after another in the past few months, with young faces like a revolving door.
The ones rotate in front of you.
There is a kind of numbness that makes life and death very dull.
But there is also a kind of blood burning in my heart.
It seems that my own blood has been poured into this Guancheng together with them. Every brick and stone here is not bricks and stones, but flesh and blood. It belongs to my friends, subordinates, as well as my own hard work and soul.
That is something that cannot be experienced through experience in the world of martial arts, the heart of dying with the city.
I am here, Guancheng is here.
Cui Yuanyong finally understood Huangfu Yongxian. It was more uncomfortable to let such a person give up than to kill him.
Then don't give up.
My father said it couldn't be done and retreated to Qinghe... I'm sorry, I can't do it.
"Cang!" Not far away, several spears poked at Situ Xiao's body, making a clanging sound of gold and iron.
Situ Xiao smiled toothily, swept the heavy sword, and his head flew up.
Cui Yuanyong was a little envious of this invulnerable Heng Lian. It was so convenient in this kind of battle formation. Others also had to wear armor. It was heavy and inconvenient but he was not fully protected. People like Situ Xiao had more room to display here than he did.
However, it can also overturn, and it is easy to bully ordinary soldiers. Once the opponent is a master, it will be easily broken.
"Brother Situ, be careful!" Cui Yuanyong fired a flying star and stabbed a sneak attacker in the throat.
Situ Xiao turned around and smiled: "Thank you. I didn't want to join the knight camp at first, but I just didn't want to see the face of the son of aristocratic family worth 258,000 yuan. I didn't expect that you are really good, better than Wang Zhaoling."
Cui Yuanyong said helplessly: "How long have you been talking about this?"
"What I mean by this is that if you withdraw, I won't laugh at you. There is no reason for Qinghe Cui's legitimate son to die here."
"Why can't Qinghe Cui's direct son die here?" Cui Yuanyong asked strangely: "Does the direct descendant of Shenhuang Sect want to leave?"
Situ smiled and said: "We are just martial artists. We can get drunk today if we have wine. There are many people who can inherit the Shenhuang Sect, including me."
Cui Yuanyong stabbed the enemy in front of him in the throat with his sword and said with a smile: "What a coincidence, so do I."
Situ Xiao looked up to the sky and laughed: "Then if you don't say any unlucky words, none of us will die."
Damn it, who said the unlucky words first? Cui Yuanyong said angrily: "Why do you think you won't die?"
Situ smiled and said: "It's nothing, just cheer up. Anyway, as long as you and I don't die this time, we will be on the list. I don't believe that Xue Canghai and his ilk have such experience."
"Grass." Cui Yuanyong raised his head and looked at the endless sea of people, feeling that he was really going to die.
A thought suddenly occurred to him: Zhao Changhe had been behind enemy lines for so long. He had flashed before and then disappeared silently. The intelligence network here had lost track of his whereabouts.
Could he be dead? Oh no, Qianlong should have dodgeed when he fell. If he didn't dodge, he wasn't dead.
I don't know what kind of fish he is fishing for.
I don’t even know if I or Zhao Changhe died, which one would make my sister more sad.
"General!" Someone not far away hurriedly reported to Huangfu Yongxian: "There is smoke and dust in the far northwest, and it is suspected that the War Lion tribe is approaching."
Huangfu Yongxian knocked down a barbarian with a spear, and his expression changed slightly: "Here we are finally..."
Cui Yuanyong and others who heard it looked very ugly.
There was still hope of surviving the snowy weather... But if this new force comes again, I'm afraid I won't be able to withstand it anymore...
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Hu people’s golden account.
Timur stood behind the formation, overlooking the battle situation on the city wall.
Xia's army was obviously out of ammunition and food. In the past, boiling oil was poured down, but now there is no oil, and they are relying solely on flesh and blood to carry them.
But they can't get in. A veteran like Huangfu Yongxian has almost no loopholes in the defensive arrangement, which is harder than a tortoise. If we delay for a few more days, the people on our side will also disperse.
Many subordinates and tribesmen did not understand why they refused to take action personally, so they rushed in and picked off Huangfu Yongxian's head.
But he knew it couldn't be done.
It's not that Xia Longyuan will be restrained in other people's imagination. Timur knows if Xia Longyuan is still in the capital, he will not teleport.
It's just that there are some openings that cannot be opened... Today you, Tianbang, can break into the battle formation and kill the general. Tomorrow, Xia Longyuan will dare to cross the grassland and kill whomever he can, dyeing the entire grassland into a sea of blood.
How many people can't catch even Yue Hongling who is behind him? What if it's Xia Longyuan?
At this level, everyone must follow a certain tacit understanding.
Timur really admired the Maitreya sect. Xia Longyuan would not have a tacit understanding with Maitreya regarding the civil strife. How dare he...even the Wang family did not dare.
As a result, Xia Longyuan really didn't move, which was strange.
Timur's eyes fell more on Cui Yuanyong, Situ Xiao and others, with a sigh in his eyes.
The hidden dragon in the Middle Earth is like this, and its energy is not exhausted.
Although there are actually very few people who deserve praise... after all, there are some.
As long as it remains, Qi will not dissipate.
But it is a pity that they are few in number after all... The breach in the city wall is a typical sign that they can no longer withstand it.
Timur observed for a long time and raised his hand slightly: "Let the vulture tribe press on."
At this moment, someone came to report: "The War Lion Tribe is approaching from the northwest, saying they are coming to support us."
Timur was stunned for a moment and frowned slightly: "The envoys I sent to the War Lion Tribe haven't come back yet, and they came on their own? How many soldiers and horses?"
The soldier said: "It is estimated that there are 70,000 to 80,000 people."
There is a huge gap between the seventy and eighty thousand people and the Golden Horde in terms of absolute strength, but at this moment, it is an extremely fatal variable.
Not to mention 70,000 to 80,000 yuan, even 10,000 to 20,000 yuan can give people a headache, and 70,000 to 80,000 yuan can be fatal.
"When Batu comes here, he must pass through Huangshaji. Why didn't Ubalu send a message? How come Batu came so unexpectedly!"
No one can answer the question of the Great Khan.
Someone said cautiously: "If Batu bypasses Huangshaji, General Ubalu will definitely find something wrong. At this time, he should lead his troops to pursue his rear..."
"Let the vulture tribe turn to the flanks and form a formation in the northwest." Timur suddenly stood up: "No matter what Batu is here for, and whether Ubalu comes to attack from a flank, don't be careless. Mr. Bo..."
He turned to a shaman in the tent with a solemn expression: "This is the time of war with the Southern Barbarians. If there is civil strife, it is no longer a regular tribal dispute. The temple will not care about it?"
The shaman stood up and saluted: "Please be patient, Great Khan. How can Batu have the courage to cause trouble? He is probably really here to join the war. Let me go to see Batu and confirm my intention."