With a special assembly line, the production efficiency of blasting arrows has been greatly improved. Although it is not available for three heavy crossbows to be used casually, it can ensure that one can be fired every few minutes.

Once a wooden shield is blown up, the heavy crossbow will immediately shoot in the exploded hole.

But the Dangxiang people also quickly discovered this rule. When the shield is blown up, they will immediately dodge behind the shields on both sides.

In addition, Li Lingrui also received a report and mobilized a large number of carts from the rear, made more shields, and arranged two layers of shields.

In this way, even if the first layer of shield is blown up, it will not hurt anyone. Then send someone to fill in the shield.

When Zhang Liang saw this, he asked someone to continue burning the mountains, and then set up another platform, adding another heavy crossbow to each side.

Both sides use their own means to fight back and forth.

The speed of the wall building on the Dangxiang side has slowed down, but it has never stopped.

The height and length of the stone wall are also slowly increasing, constantly approaching the hills on both sides of the brass ditch.

Everyone knows that the moment when the stone wall and the hill are handed over, it is the time when the decisive battle breaks out!

According to the custom of the Central Plains, today is New Year's Eve, but the war did not stop because of this, but instead fought more and more fiercely.

In a ravine more than a hundred miles away from Huangtong Gully, Tang Fei took a company of troopers and trek northward in the wind and snow.

They all carried huge white packages and wore white ponchos on their bodies.

"Battleman Commander, the snow in front of him is too heavy, and the path is buried."

A scout who was responsible for exploring the way forward came back to report.

After achieving first-class merit, Tang Fei was recently promoted to battalion commander and was responsible for forming the second reconnaissance battalion.

However, because of the frequent wars in Jinchuan recently, he really couldn't pick up too elite soldiers, and Tang Fei's recruitment requirements were as strict as Monkey's First Reconnaissance Battalion, so the second reconnaissance battalion has only recruited a company of escorts until now.

The Second Reconnaissance Battalion had been at Dasan Pass before, and this time the task of transporting hot air balloons to the Brass Ditch fell on them.

The package behind them was filled with hot air balloons.

In order to prevent being discovered by the enemy, they did not follow the official road, but chose a remote path to advance.

"Is there a place for rest in front?" Tang Fei asked.

"There is a valley to shelter from the wind." The escort replied.

"Tell the first platoon leader and ask him to take the first and second squads to clean up the road, and the rest go eat and have some rest!"

There have been several heavy snowfalls in recent days. The snow in some parts of the mountains is deeper than people. The roads in the past were all covered with snow, and they would slide down if they were not careful, so Tang Fei and the others were rushing very slowly.

A row without balloons, their task is to deal with possible outbreaks of battles and explore the way forward.

Although I didn't carry anything, the lineup of bodyguards may be more tired than others.

For example, now, others can rest, but they need to clean up the snow. After the road is cleaned up, they must also keep up when the large army sets off.

Fortunately, the stintsmen were born in poor families and had suffered hardships, so no one complained, and everyone was working hard.

In order to send the hot air balloons as soon as possible, they not only have to rush through the day, but also have to walk until midnight to rest under the snow at night.

At this time, the effect of carrying weights every day is reflected.

If the escorts hadn't insisted on exercising every day and had them run with such heavy things for several days in one go, most people would have to be exhausted.

Under the leadership of Tang Fei, the Second Reconnaissance Battalion came to a valley.

This valley is surrounded by mountains on three sides, and the peaks on the back are protruding two or three meters ahead. There is no snow or wind in the valley, making it an ideal camping site.

In recent days, the Second Reconnaissance Battalion has slept in the snow nest almost every day, and in order to prevent being discovered by the enemy, they dare not make fire.

Although they were separated by raincoats, at night, they still felt the cold air penetrated into the bones.

This valley was the most suitable place for camping since they set out. Tang Fei wanted to order everyone to stay here for one night.

But looking up, it was still early, Tang Fei gave up this idea and said, "Everyone hurry up and take a break. Let's set off in half an hour. Today we have to go twenty miles to the 17th position to rest!"

"Yes!" The bodyguards answered, took off their packages and sat on the ground.

Many people even took off their boots and rubbed their feet with a comfortable face.

A strong smell of smelly feet suddenly appeared in the valley.

Their boots are all made of cowhide. Although they are waterproof, they are not breathable at all. They traveled for several days in a row, and many people were sweating in their boots.

"It would be so beautiful if you could make a fire and roast your feet at this time!"

A stunner couldn't help but say.

This little bodyguard was only fifteen years old. After walking for several days, his soles were worn out.

"Hold on, I've been halfway through. I'll be able to reach the brass ditch in a few days. I'll let you take a good rest at that time!"

An older bodyguard rubbed the head of the young bodyguard: "We can't light the fire, otherwise it will be bad if the enemy discovers it!"

"Uncle Da, I understand." The young escort smiled and said, "I just talk casually."

"Come on, eat some steamed buns." The middle-aged escort took out a steamed bun from his arms: "I put it in my arms, but it's still hot!"

"Thank you, Uncle Da!" The young stuntman took the steamed bun and took a bite, then vomited: "Uncle Da, did you touch your feet just now?"

All the corpses around laughed.

The middle-aged escort smelled his hands and felt a little embarrassed. He walked aside and grabbed a handful of snow to wash his hands. Then he took the steamed bun from the boy's hand and handed it over again: "You eat this."

After saying that, the middle-aged escort squatted down, picked up the steamed bun that the boy had just spit out, and stuffed it into his mouth without caring.

"Uncle Da, it's all dirty." The young bodyguard frowned.

"Take, what's the dirty thing about this?" Uncle Da said indifferently: "You forgot what life we ​​had in the past few years? Not to mention the white flour steamed buns at that time, even if someone gave me a mouthful of mixed grain porridge, I would even want to kowtow to someone."

The laughter of the surrounding bodyguards stopped, and the young bodyguard lowered his head in shame.

Although he was only a teenager, he was also a person who had suffered. His father died on the battlefield a few years ago. His mother pulled him and two younger brothers and sisters alone. There was a time when he was so hungry that he couldn't walk. He even wanted to eat his legs when he saw the table. www.Bayizw.????m

If my mother hadn't found a job in a textile factory later, their family wouldn't have known how many people would have starved to death.

As a result, he now disliked the smell of white flour buns.
Chapter completed!