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Chapter 61: The north of Daxia is the north of a man

"Woo!"

The trumpet sounded violently at the Qiling Post, which was flooded by the wind and snow, but it was soon submerged in the shouts of killing. The soldiers on the broken city walls were running back and forth, constantly cutting off the hooks thrown from the city, or changing the machine with bows and arrows, and the burning beacons rose.

There were also many soldiers constantly carrying thunderwood rolling stones from the city below the city wall. Two or three people raised hundreds of kilograms of stone and threw them down on the ladder. They heard screams, and some Beimo soldiers who had escaped the net rushed up the city wall. Even if there were county soldiers fighting with them, blood was everywhere and fighting everywhere. They could no longer feel the cold, only blood and fire.

On the mixed city walls, the soldiers of Changling County came and went, looking like frightened sparrows, flying everywhere, but when you look closely, they are all very well organized. Each team of people is fixed. If one falls, someone will fill it up immediately. Although it is not messy.

On the commanding battle stage, Pang Shilong was waving the flag meticulously. Every time he moved a flag, soldiers would react below him, and below him were nearly ten soldiers standing with swords to protect him.

These ten soldiers were all third-rate warriors, and Gu Qingci specially arranged them to protect Pang Shilong, because Pang Shilong was the real leader in this battle. He could not tolerate any disturbance when commanding. Every order he made was crucial, even Gu Qingci would act according to his arrangements.

On the city wall, the old man in his seventies was still motionless, but no one could get close to him. Even the feather arrows shot from the city dropped automatically within a radius of one meter away. He turned a blind eye to the surrounding situation and just looked at the city quietly. No one knew what he was looking at.

But one person knew that he was Gu Qingci.

"Tu"

A sharp arrow hit Gu Qingci's cheek and shot to the wall behind him. The tail of the arrow buzzed and trembled, which made Gu Qingci cry out in a cold sweat. He held the Jade Bone Sword in his hand and kept swinging. Every Beimo soldier who rushed up the city wall would be solved with one sword as long as he approached him. Just now he was meeting a second-rate warrior. After a few moves, the arrow shot out.

After wiping the blood on his face, Gu Qingci calmed down and slashed hard on the neck of a Northern Desert soldier who was rushing over. Blood gushed out and dyed his fair face bright red. He raised his head and looked at Ning Qing with bloodthirsty eyes, which happened to Ning Qing also looked at him.

Ning Qing's eyes were cold, but he nodded.

Gu Qingci understood and nodded. He knew that Ning Qing did not move because he had always paid attention to the great practitioners in the North Desert. For the time being, the great practitioners in the North Desert did not move, and Ning Qing could not move because the great practitioners were too strong, so he had to be careful at all times.

The wind and snow were mixed, but there was no sound, and they were already drowned. The long gown that Gu Qingci had changed was once again dyed bloody. The jade bone sword was more like a human bone, like a bloody bone. Gu Qingci's long sword was inserted into the ground and looked at the other side, which was a chassis of the city wall.

That battlement is a whole city wall, a rare clean place. The snow is still thick and there is no change at all. Even the footprints are not left behind. There is a Taoist nun standing in the wind. The wind is howling. She is still motionless, just standing quietly, as if a scenery between heaven and earth is unbearable to disturb.

The wind blew, blew up Qin Keqing's Taoist robe, pure white, without any dust. Sometimes there were sharp arrows flying from the city, but they were broken to the ground far away from her. It was a trace of the sword passing, but no one saw her making a sword.

Looking at Qin Keqing who was like spring water, Gu Qingci secretly breathed a sigh of relief, because Ning Qing told him that there were at least two great cultivators in the Beimo army. Ning Qing could block one, while the other could only rely on Qin Keqing.

Fortunately, Qin Keqing did not refuse Gu Qingci's request, and even agreed very happily. Without saying a word, he climbed to the city wall.

Under the city wall of Qilingyi, at first glance, there were all Beimo soldiers. The city wall was only more than one meter high and less than two meter. The Beimo soldiers climbed up the city wall with hooks and ladders. They were worthy of being a horse-shang nation, and were magnificent with fearlessness. Behind them, a large number of archers galloped on horseback, constantly shooting arrows on the city wall to cover the attack. The Qilingyi soldiers on the city wall also kept firing arrows to fight back. However, the enemy was large and we were few, and gradually became a little tired of dealing with it.

Fortunately, Pang Shilong did not disappoint Gu Qingci.

"boom!"

At this moment, Gu Qingci suddenly heard a loud noise, and the city walls were trembling, and the wind and snow were everywhere. He was shocked and hurriedly looked down the city and saw that the north gate had been broken!

Pang Shilong, who was commanding, shook his hand slightly. His position could see the entire Qiling Post, and naturally he saw that the North Gate was forced to hold the flag trembled slightly, and he hurriedly looked at Gu Qingci.

Gu Qingci was not long-winded, and made a quick decision and shouted: "All the people in the suicide squad will be given to our county and protect the north gate with us!"

Pang Shilong knew Gu Qingci's strength very well, and knew that there was no choice at this time. Without any hesitation, he immediately picked up another flag and waved it gently. All the people in the suicide squad rushed towards the north gate. Gu Qingci took the lead, took a little under his feet and jumped down the city wall directly.

Gu Qingci fell under the city wall, with a little at his feet, and no mark on the snow. His stairs are now close to Dacheng, and stepping on the snow Wuhen is just a little bit of a thing, but he was slightly surprised at this moment because he saw a person in the suicide squad.

The suicide squads were half dead in the morning, and later a new batch was added, with 300 people. However, the battle started too suddenly. Gu Qingci had not had time to meet the new suicide squad members. It was the first time I met, but he saw his only friend Ma Shilian at a glance!

Before Gu Qingci could think, he turned over and rushed to Ma Shilian and roared: "What are you doing? I have agreed to let you go to the battlefield before. This is my biggest concession. Why are you here for the suicide squad now? Don't you know what the suicide squad is for? This is a team of death without life! You are a scholar, why are you here to join in the fun?"

As the name suggests, the suicide squad is specially selected by Gu Qingci. Everyone is a person who is ready to die, and he is one of them. But he really doesn't want to see Ma Shilian die here. Even if he agrees to Ma Shilian kill the enemy with a knife, he still feels a little lucky. But if he enters the suicide squad, there will be basically no luck.
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