I am a soldier in the border army

Chapter 123: Suppress the Liao Army!charge!

War is like a box.

Other things such as righteousness and hatred are the wrapping paper and patterns that wrap this box.

There are actually only two words contained in it.

interest.

Whether it is as small as a village fighting for water, or as big as fighting for gains and losses for a city or a country, these two words cannot be avoided.

After returning from Dragon City, Han Shao did not want to get involved in the ensuing war.

Anyway, wait for the news on the grassland to reach the hundreds of thousands of barbarian troops.

They couldn't stay any longer.

Withdrawal was inevitable.

And they were constantly fighting towards death.

The soldiers were tired.

He is also tired.

But after all, there are too many last resorts in this world.

Han Shao needed the Zhao family to add a layer of insurance to his future.

And Zhao Yanyan also wanted to try Han Shao's sharp knife to see if it could really move forward.

Is it worth the risk and investment for you and the Zhao family?

So this journey, which I wanted to return home safely, turned out to be in vain.

……

Dingbeicheng.

Those sections of the city wall, which were not very broad, had long become a flesh and blood mill that was constantly consuming life and will.

The gurgling blood had already dyed half of the city wall red.

The corpses piled up under the city wall have even filled up a steep slope that is not spacious.

The cold wind stirred up heavy snow, which covered many sight lines like smoke and fog.

The soldiers of the Zhenliao Army, who were desperately resisting the barbaric dogs rushing up the city wall, wiped the blood on their faces, and their pupils shrank violently.

"Cavalry! It's cavalry!"

A shocked shout, accompanied by vibrations coming from the snow and thick fog in the distance, resounded throughout the entire Dingbei City wall.

But as soon as he finished speaking, the barbarian cavalry rushing towards them on top of piles of corpses caught the eyes of all the soldiers.

crazy!

Those savage dogs have gone crazy!

They actually used cavalry to attack the city!

So what if we can attack the city wall?
The little space on the city wall alone is not enough for them to gallop!
If you are not careful, you will rush over the city wall and fall under the wall several feet high.

But having said that, the moment when the troops were riding horses to attack the city, it still brought a lot of shock and impact to all the soldiers of the Liao Army.

Even the long knife in his hand seemed to become a bit heavier.

Husband war, courage also.

They are not afraid of death, they just succumb to instinct for a moment!

On the opposite side, the barbarian cavalry commanders who rushed towards the steep slope built with the corpses of their fellow tribesmen instantly caught the brief delay of the soldiers of the Liao army on the city.

After his eyes lit up, he immediately held a scimitar and laughed loudly.

"Nangou is scared! The wolf cubs come with me and charge! Tear them apart!"

The corpse under the horse's hooves had already been frozen solid by the severe cold.

Even with the ice, it was a bit slippery, causing many wild knights to stumble and fall under the city while charging upward.

But after all, they are only a minority.

The moment when the war horse gallops and the horse's speed increases.

Facing the iron hooves of the barbarians who were swarming and about to rush up to the city wall, a thundering roar suddenly erupted from the city wall.

"Zhenliao Heavy Armor!"

The sound did not fall.

Many Zhenliao soldiers woke up as if from a dream, and roared in response like a conditioned reflex.

"exist!"

No superfluous nonsense.

There is no room for unnecessary nonsense at this time.

Only one sentence.

"Come up with me!"

Amidst the loud shouts, a strong figure strode forward, faced the gap in the steep slope of the corpse pile, and stopped.

The Zhenliao heavy armor standard iron shield in his hand was smashed hard.

"shield!"

The next moment, figures strode forward and smashed the iron shields in their hands in front of themselves.

Layers!

"shield!"

After only a few breaths, those figures who suppressed their inner instinctive fear used the iron shields in their hands and their own flesh and blood to forge a steel city wall on the Dingyuan city wall!
"Wolves! The great Khan is watching us! Attack! Attack!"

The wolf rider roared as he ran wildly.

"Zhenliao heavy armor! Fight to the death and never retreat!"

The cold iron wall poured with blood is also roaring.

"No retreat! No retreat!"

Almost the next moment.

The sharpest spear in the world, and finally the strongest shield.

Just within the square inches of this city wall, the most original and direct collision was completed.

The head of the charging horse tilted to one side due to the violent impact.

There was blood in his mouth and he kept vomiting.

The knight on the horse was implicated by this huge inertia, flying high and falling heavily.

When he got up dizzy, he had been chopped into pieces by the Zhenliao soldiers around him.

The iron shield in the hand of the Zhenliao heavy armor who blocked his charge from the front plowed out a gully of several feet in the masonry of the city wall under the impact of this huge impact.

His mouth, nose, ears and eyes were covered with blood, and blood was pouring out.

In the blood-red blurred vision, the shadows of the barbarian cavalry ahead were vague, as if they were boundless.

The soldier vomited blood in his mouth and gritted his teeth.

"Zhenliao heavy armor! Fight to the death and never retreat!"

It's a pity that at the next moment, a powerful and fierce sword light flashed through.

The general suddenly felt a lightness in his hand.

The whole person, along with the strong iron shield in his hand, was neatly cut in half.

The moment before his consciousness completely fell into darkness, he vaguely heard the roar of his comrades.

"Zhenliao heavy armor! Don't retreat! Don't retreat!"

Ok!

Zhenliao is still there!

My Zhenliao heavy armor... is still there!
And this fight, destined to be tragic and cruel, is still going on.

Countless war horses stood in front of the iron wall built on the high wall here, breaking the sand and sinking their halberds, and people and horses fell over.

The erected iron walls are shattering!

The roars of Yongyu and Manyu intertwined into the most tragic and tragic song in the world at this moment.

No matter what they were fighting for before this moment.

At this moment, they are all just fighting for survival, fighting to stay alive!

The Liao Army has no way to retreat!

Paoze is next to you!Behind him are his parents, wife and children!It’s Xiangzi!

Instead of living in humiliation, they could just watch Paoze, his parents, his wife, his children, and his hometown being slaughtered and humiliated under the hooves of these beasts.

It is better to die gloriously today!
And those barbarians who rushed to the city wall were also unable to retreat!

Under the city wall, the supervising team composed of King Khan's tent troops is behind. If they retreat, they will die!
Since it's all about death, it's better to die with honor on the way to charge.

In this case, they can still gain the reputation of a 'warrior' after death.

The tribes behind them can also continue to survive on the grasslands under the protection of the Khan.

So... kill it!Kill it!
Kill one of them to the death!
Kill an enemy without me!
Kill one and I am invincible!
Until the blood is gone, until the corpses are everywhere, until finally only one party is left alive standing on this towering city wall.

And the one who is alive is the final winner!
"Kill the enemy! Kill the enemy!"

During the roar, the strong man holding the iron shield rushed forward, knocking off the horses in front of him.

The crisp sounds of bone cracking and blood spurting were drowned in the howling wind and snow on the high wall.

With only half of the long sword left in his hand, he slashed it down hard, creating a bright sword light.

He has gone crazy.

Kill until you forget yourself.

Because there is no shield formation at this moment, and in this brief confrontation just now, the temporary formation has been shattered.

Those who had bravely sacrificed their lives were all dead.

But fortunately, they can be regarded as benevolent and benevolent.

Because they used their deaths to buy Pao Ze on the city wall some time to react.

The barbarian cavalry who rushed up to the city wall were quickly overwhelmed and killed by their comrades who rushed up.

Even the great master of Tianmen, a barbarian who had killed countless Zhenliao heavy armors, was decapitated by one of his own captains and was thrown into the city.

"The enemy has retreated! The enemy has retreated!"

Hear the excited shouts around you.

The strong figure holding a broken shield and a broken sword stood there blankly.

Has the enemy retreated?

It would be fine if you quit...

The sturdy figure grinned and exhaled a long, fiery breath.

'I'm a little tired, let's rest for a while, just for a while...'

'Later...we have to kill the enemy...'

His vision was dark.

He vaguely heard someone calling him.

The voice sounds so familiar.

But he could no longer respond.

The soldier took off his visor with trembling hands.

I saw that the face that should have been honest and thick under the armor was now as dry as a skeleton, looking ferocious and terrifying.

But all the soldiers who saw this face had their eyes turned red.

They knew that this was a situation that occurred when the warrior exhausted his true energy and drained his energy and blood.

The soldier who had just taken off his visor gently put it back on him.

He whispered to the robe next to him.

"He's just tired, let him rest."

As he spoke, he picked up the weightless body. "I'll send him to have a rest..."

All the soldiers watched silently as the two figures slowly walked down the city wall.

When they disappeared at the stairs, a thundering roar that shook the whole world finally came from the city wall.

"Congratulations on sending me the warriors of Zhenliao!"

"Congratulations to me for your great gift!"

As soon as the words fell, there was another roar.

"How majestic! I hold Liao towering!"

"How magnificent! I am the heavy armor of Zhenliao!"

"nice!"

……

"Trash! Trash!"

Seeing the barbarians all dead on the city wall, Shibi Khan roared angrily.

"The follow-up army, why don't you follow us!"

"Why don't you follow!"

Faced with Shibi Khan's roar, everyone inside and outside Wang Zhu remained silent.

Aren't these all arranged by yourself, Khan?

Why are we blamed again?

What's more... keep up?
How to keep up?

The steep slope where the corpses were piled up was not very wide to begin with.

There are only so many people who can face the enemy head-on.

Once the momentum of the forward charge is blocked.

Those who rushed up the gentle slope were not only unable to advance or retreat, but were also in chaos.

It is also a living target exposed to Yong people's arrows.

Many warriors from the tribe that rushed up just now died like this.

They are reluctant to risk the lives of their own tribe members.

Of course, they would not have dared to behave like this before.

But since the great witch suddenly issued an 'oracle' a few days ago, asking all the temple priests to return to the Holy Mountain immediately, they suddenly became bolder.

Also taking advantage of the situation, I had some thoughts of retreating.

After all, when Khan went south, many people responded to his call, and many people also looked at the face of the holy mountain to a large extent.

But now even the great wizard seems not to be optimistic about this move south, and even does not hesitate to cut off from Karasumabe.

So what's the point of their persistence?
Even if the entire Zhenliao Army was wiped out and then swept across the entire Youzhou, what would happen?

There are 28 states in the two capitals of Yong people.

Youzhou is just the coldest one among them.

Without the support of the Great Witch and the Holy Mountain, what could they do to resist the Yong people's crazy counterattack?
These are the simplest principles.

No one can see through it.

So they were a little confused as to what Shibi Khan was still insisting on at this moment.

At this time, shouldn't the most important thing be to retreat and stop losses in time?

At worst, come back next year!

As before, only killing and seeking wealth.

Just like the wolf on the grassland, it takes one bite of meat and runs away. Isn't that good?
Why should we fight to the death with the Yong people over the gains and losses of a city or a place?

It's just that they don't understand their Khan.

But their Khan understands himself very well and understands the current Karasuma.

Because he can no longer retreat now!
The momentary gaffe he made when he lost control of his emotions that day was the stupidest move he had ever made in his life.

After years of painstaking planning, he tied the Holy Mountain and the old immortal to the Karasuma tribe and his own chariot.

Unexpectedly, the old immortal was slippery now, and when he got the chance, he resolutely completed the cut with him.

Although there are still many temple priests in the current army who have been 'influenced' by him, they finally chose to stay.

They can no longer walk in the name of the temple, and their value and significance to Shibi Khan are no longer great.

The major events of the country lie in sacrifice and Rong.

Yongren had already seen through this.

Without the support of the temple on the surface, the sanctity of the Karasuma tribe to control the entire grassland has been shaken.

At this moment, Shibi Khan was already aware of the danger.

Coupled with the influence of the 'Black Disaster' sweeping across the grassland, and the destruction of Dragon City.

All tribes, including the Karasuma tribe, suffered heavy losses.

At this time, for Shibi Khan, it was no longer important whether he could sweep across Youzhou and overlook the entire Central Plains Dayong.

He must take advantage of the fact that the news on the grassland has not spread to the army yet, causing the entire army to be excited.

Try your best to weaken the Liao Army!

And more importantly, it is to weaken the strength of all tribes except Karasuma tribe!

The logic is simple.

Because strength and weakness are always relative.

When everyone becomes weaker, as long as you become weaker than the people around you.

In a sense, he is still getting stronger.

Therefore, the seemingly anxious offensive in recent days is actually all deliberate action by Shibi Khan.

He just wants to watch these tribes and the Zhenliao army in Dingyuan City pull each other and consume each other.

Because more people will die in this way!
"Attack! Keep attacking!"

"I don't believe it anymore. Our Karasuma tribe's hundreds of thousands of troops can't take down every small Dingyuan city!"

At the end of the day, Khan was furious.

But in fact, after being slapped by the big witch, he was far more sober and calm than before.

In other words, he is now the terrifying Khan who swept across most of the Monan Grassland.

Not the paranoid and lunatic who lost himself and fell into arrogance and mania!

But in the eyes of everyone inside and outside Wang Hu, their khan seemed to be getting more seriously ill at this time.

But the more this happens, the less they dare to disobey each other.

I could only bite the bullet and once again randomly selected a 'lucky' tribe to die.

So another brutal fight broke out on the Dingyuan city wall far ahead.

……

An inconspicuous gentle slope somewhere in the distance.

Surrounded by a small group of inconspicuous people.

They also had black armor and black cavalry, and were almost the same as the soldiers who were locked in a brutal fight on the distant city wall.

Han Shao, who had been looking into the distance for a while, suddenly sighed.

To be honest, this was the first time in his life that he saw so many people gathered together.

Perhaps you have seen similar scenes in movies and TV series.

But what is fake is still fake after all.

How could it be so intuitive and shocking to see it with my own eyes like this?

"Sima, the rangers have been cleaned up."

Looking at Zhao Mu's iron kite, it roared towards him.

Han Shao nodded slightly, not at all surprised.

It would be a big joke and a surprise if any of the dozens of cavalry troops composed of the lowest innate masters could withstand the bites of these tigers and wolves.

Wait for Zhao Mu and others to return to the formation.

Han Shao glanced at the soldiers behind him.

Originally, he agreed to Zhao Yan's words out of selfish interests, but he still felt a little guilty towards the soldiers.

But now that I saw the tragic scene on the city wall, this guilt suddenly disappeared.

Because all of the soldiers in front of them had red eyes, and murderous intent was pouring out from their bodies without concealment.

The figures on the city wall in front are also their robes!

Pao Ze had drank a ladle of water and eaten a pot of rice with him before.

Some people even came from the same hometown as them, they were childhood playmates and brothers of the same race.

If you just sit back and watch them fight with those barbaric dogs.

Sit back and watch them being slaughtered by those barbaric dogs.

This will be a shame that they will never be able to wash away for the rest of their lives.

So soon some soldiers couldn't help shouting.

"Sima..."

There was a hint of pleading in his voice, and the fighting intent in his eyes was undisguised.

Faced with such a straightforward meaning, Han Shao was too lazy to say anything else.

The jizhi unsheathed in his hand was his best and most direct response to the "Sima" sound at this moment.

The longing eyes of the soldiers suddenly lit up.

As expected of my Sima!
Just understand us!
The moment he grinned, there was a uniform sound of a long sword being unsheathed.

"It's the last battle, I don't want anyone to be missing!"

Hearing Han Shao's serious and serious words.

The soldiers also looked solemn.

"Ruosheng! We will be born together with Sima!"

"If you die! We will die with Sima!"

Hearing this, Han Shao smiled.

Because this is what he said to them when he just woke up on the battlefield.

Han Shao laughed and cursed.

"Get the hell out of here! I don't want to die anymore!"

"Live! Live for me!"

"No one is allowed to die!"

Saying this, Han Shao turned around and looked at the long barbarian cavalry that stretched for who knows how many miles in the distance.

There was no shouting out the name of being trapped in the camp.

Instead, he roared like he did when he first faced the battlefield.

"Suppress Liao Army!"

"exist!"

At this moment, just at that moment!
It's just that he, a husky who was originally among the wolves, has completed his final transformation.

"charge!"

The long sword pointed at the canthus, and the horse's hooves flew.

Unstoppable!

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(End of this chapter)