There is no grandmaster among the soldiers of Fengmen Pass, but if they have never eaten pork, there are always people who have seen pigs running. It is impossible for martial artists below the grandmaster to have such an aura.
The Liao Kingdom was indeed determined to break the rules from the very beginning.
For a while, cold sweat broke out on many people's foreheads.
There are several masters here, who can stop them?
But these masters obviously didn't care what the defenders were thinking at this time. They all charged into the crowd with their weapons. And the targets were the generals in the defenders and those fourth-level martial arts masters!
This is the greatest role of the masters in the war.
To capture the thief, capture the king first.
Otherwise, even if one has the realm of a master, in a big battle with tens of thousands of people fighting, the movement that can be caused is limited. After all, the inner energy of a master is limited, not infinite.
"ah!"
"hateful!"
"..."
Accompanied by screams and curses, the Grandmaster's appearance quickly changed the situation in the corridor.
Several fourth-level martial artists were beheaded, and the Fengmen Pass defenders, who were already at a disadvantage, were suppressed to death.
They, who could barely keep their feet on their feet, began to retreat slowly.
The North City Gate...is considered to have been lost.
"Report!"
Soon someone ran to Fan Sheng on the top of the city to report, his voice trembling with nervousness, "Liao, the Liao army sent six masters to attack the masters in our army. The brothers couldn't resist. Beicheng
The door is about to be taken down by them."
"What!"
Fan Sheng and several generals and staff around him exclaimed almost at the same time.
The North City Gate is lost!
The Liao army actually sent another grandmaster!
We definitely can't hold the Fengmen Pass any longer.
Such thoughts came to their minds at the same time.
In order to break this storm, the Liao Kingdom was obviously fully prepared and determined to launch a national war with Dayu. Otherwise, it would not have bribed spies, let alone so many masters and masters hidden in the army.
In comparison, Fengmenguan's only geographical advantage is almost negligible.
In the current situation where the masters and masters have no food and fodder, it is simply impossible to block the more than 200,000 Liao troops outside the pass.
"General."
A general suddenly turned his head and looked at Fan Sheng, "How about we..."
The rest of the people also looked at Fan Sheng eagerly.
They all have the same idea.
If you don't retreat, you will have no choice but to stay in this Fengmen Pass forever.
But Fan Sheng's face was full of confusion.
"Once this storm gate is closed, our northwest gateway to Dayu will be completely open to the Liao army! Their army of more than 200,000 will be able to advance, attack, and retreat to defend!"
"..."
All the generals and staff were helpless. They actually didn't understand this truth.
"well……"
One of the staff sighed softly, "What the Commander-in-Chief said is true, but... we have neither food, grass nor gunpowder here, so the Liao army has already taken advantage of us. If we continue to hold on, the result will be nothing more than..."
"It would be fine if we people can survive until the reinforcements arrive, but even the Black Sand Army closest to us is more than 300 miles away from us, and it only has 5,000 troops."
Another staff member spoke up.
To put it bluntly, even if you just hang on here, it doesn't make any sense.
Fengmenguan is a dead end.
"Damn it!"
Fan Sheng punched the battlement again angrily.
But then he still said: "Wait a moment! Tell the brothers, keep insisting!"
After that, he looked towards the far north.
Everyone saw that he had glanced past the Liao army camp, and they all knew what was going on.
The Commander-in-Chief was still expecting Deputy Commander-in-Chief Ling and his team to perform extraordinary feats. For a moment, he couldn't help but admire Fan Sheng in his heart.
Fan Sheng was truly thinking about Dayu and the people of Dayu. Otherwise, if it were some generals who only cared about their own lives, they would have abandoned this fengmen in a hurry.
…
night.
The desert is more terrifying at night than during the day.
Although the starry sky was bright, the wind on the ground was stronger, rolling up the yellow sand. With such wind and sand, if a person lay on the sand without moving, it would not take long for a person to be buried without even a hair being visible.
Caravans like those who cross the desert will choose windless weather. The sudden sandstorm has swallowed up many lives in this place.
"Puff! Puff!"
Zhai Yangzhou spit out the sand in his mouth a few times, turned his head and asked Fan Guanghe next to him: "Hey, why hasn't General Ling come back yet? Is something wrong?"
Fan Guanghe turned around and looked behind him.
Several martial artists were pulling the horses hard.
In fact, he was also anxious.
But right now, there is really no other way but to wait.
"Wait a little longer."
Fan Guanghe said with some annoyance.
"Someone is coming!"
At this moment, a martial artist reached out and pointed towards the north.
Fan Guanghe and others all looked over.
In the misty yellow sand, you can only vaguely see a torch looming.
This must be Deputy Commander Ling.
Because usually no one comes to the desert alone at night.
You know, in addition to windy sand, there are also many things that can eat people in the desert, such as wolves.
"General!"
Not long after, the torch came closer, and it turned out to be Ling Yonghe.
Fan Guanghe and others couldn't help but stand up and looked at Ling Yonghe eagerly.
Ling Yonghe was dusty, his head and face were covered with sand.
He shook his head, patted the sand on his hair, and said: "I found out clearly! The grain and grass of the Liao army are really piled up in this Mongolian city. Ten days ago, the grain team sent grain to the camp of the Liao army.
past."
Fan Guanghe and others showed joy on their faces.
It can be regarded as seeing some hope.
"Then should we go into the city to burn the grain depot, or should we wait for the Liao army's grain team to leave the city?"
someone asked.
"I thought it would be more appropriate to go to the city."
Fan Guanghe looked at Ling Yonghe and then said: "With us, it is impossible to attack the Liao army's food team, unless you, General Ling, can draw troops from those tribes. Although entering the city is dangerous, it is still dangerous.
General Ling, you have already made the trip, we just need to find a way to get some kerosene, the success should be greater than the attack on the grain team, and the effect will be better."
Many people's eyes lit up when they heard this.
If the grain depot in Monstown is burned down, the war might end early.
After all, no one can say for sure how much food is stored in the grain depot of Monstown.
Anyway, the Liao troops attacking Fengmen Pass in front must retreat.
How could they fight without food and grass?
Even if you take down Fengmenguan, you will have no choice but to give up in the end.
"What the young master said is exactly what I think."
Ling Yonghe nodded and said: "Then let's go to the city now! Regarding the kerosene matter, we can find a solution after we go to the city."
"yes!"
A group of people responded, then got on their horses and went to Monstoux City.