In the north of Xinliuzhou, heavy snow is pouring, and the original official road has long been unclear. If pedestrians step on it, the snow will submerge their knees, making movement extremely difficult.
But just like this, there is a long dragon on the official road, moving forward hard.
That was the state army from the south of Daliang, and the latest one set off from Changping Prefecture. As for the state army from Changping Prefecture, when it started to march in the north of New Liuzhou with difficulty, some troops from Yingzhou and New Liuzhou headquarters gradually gathered behind them.
State Army.
Although the armies of southern states such as Huanglong Prefecture and Bailu Prefecture have not yet entered the territory of New Liuzhou at this moment, they are also heading north.
Before when the war was not so intense, the state government sent troops to the north to select soldiers who met the standards. Now, at a glance, there are actually some unfamiliar faces in the state army in Changping Prefecture.
In the new Liuzhou state army, in fact, apart from most of the soldiers, there are also some soldiers who are particularly conspicuous because most of them have broken an arm or have scars on their faces that can be seen at a glance, and their age
, I’m afraid most of them are above forty.
These soldiers are obviously old soldiers who left the frontier army. Now, under the needs of the imperial court and the northern border, they have joined the team again. They want to return to the place where they have fought for many years. They want to be there.
Give your life.
The generals at the front of the team were riding on tall war horses. Although they could move faster than the infantry, they were also extremely limited.
This made their faces look a little irritated.
One of the dark-skinned, middle-aged generals took a deep breath and asked: "If we continue like this, can we reach the northern border within the specified time?"
He is Changping Prefecture's state general, Chang Fangyuan, and is now the commander-in-chief of this army. After receiving the documents from the general's office, he gathered 100,000 infantrymen from the state in the shortest possible time and headed to the northern border.
In New Liuzhou, another 50,000 infantry were added here, and now there are 150,000 infantry, all under their own command, rushing to support the northern border at starry night.
"General, if you don't say whether you can reach the northern border within the stipulated time, just say you have arrived. I'm afraid the brothers are also exhausted. Is it still useful?"
A lieutenant general had a snowy head and worried eyes.
He was not afraid of death, and he didn't care too much about military orders. He was just thinking about whether this matter could be accomplished.
If you go there, you will die, so what's the point of going there?
Chang Fangyuan said expressionlessly, "You don't have to worry about this. We just need to get to where we should be as soon as possible. As for whether we will die or something else, I only have one thing to say, that is, even if we die, we must die in the General's Mansion."
Where we die."
They did not expect that the war in the north would reach this point, but since the situation was already like this, what else could be done?
"Is it possible to tell the general's office that we will set up defenses in the north of New Liuzhou. If the monsters break through the Great Wall, we will fight them in the north. Maybe there is a glimmer of hope."
Another lieutenant general spoke up. He was also a veteran who was familiar with the art of war. He actually understood that what they were doing now was something they should not do.
"No, once the Great Wall in the north is broken, New Liuzhou will be a large plain with no danger to defend. By then, our 150,000 infantry will have no choice but to wait for death. No matter what, we cannot stay here."
There was a deputy general with a terrible scar on his face who shook his head. He had been a soldier in the frontier army and naturally understood how important the Great Wall of the North was to them.
Chang Fangyuan did not participate in their argument. He just turned his head and glanced at the infantry who were walking hard in the heavy snow. He took a deep breath and said, "The order from the General's Mansion is dead. The text from the Imperial War Department was also sent a few days ago."
When I got it, I only had one sentence: At all costs, we must rush to the place where the general's mansion asked us to rush. Other than that, there was nothing else."
"Don't say anything else. Let the soldiers speed up. If we lose this battle, what will be the consequences and what will be the price? To say it big, it will be that you and I will be labeled as sinners in the history books. To say it small, it will be you.
My wife will be raped by monsters, and your and my children will become their food. Can you bear this price?"
After hearing this, several lieutenants stopped talking. This is not a war that may be solved by cutting off some points if lost, but once lost, Daliang may never exist again. The land of Jiuzhou in Daliang,
There were cries everywhere of the tragic consequences of the war.
At best, their compatriots and children will become slaves of the demon clan; at worst, the entire human race will become history.
No matter which one it is, they will not accept it, because they are soldiers of Daliang, and it is their mission to defend the country.
"It's just... if it goes on like this, it's really..."
General Youbiao spoke in a low voice, but before he finished speaking, he saw that the snow on the official road ahead was much shallower than here.
Judging from the scene, someone drove the original snow to both sides, forming a low snow valley here.
The key point is that this snow valley is not only a few miles long, but can't be reached at a glance.
"How is this going?"
They are all generals who are familiar with military art. How can they not be suspicious at this moment? Could it be that the demon clan has penetrated over and set up an ambush in front?
But soon, they were stunned.
Because on both sides of the snow valley, there are actually countless people, men, women, old and young, holding their own brooms and shovels, trying hard to maintain the path they have opened.
A middle-aged official wearing a green official robe and some government officials shouted from a distance: "I'm going to leave Xinliuzhou. I've been ordered by the governor to open a road. General, please feel free to pass and go to the north quickly!"
As the man opened his mouth, more people emerged from the surrounding snow, and they all looked at the soldiers coming from the south.
Most of the people were panting, their hands were red from the cold, and some of the people who were not wearing thick enough clothes were still trembling. But at this moment, when they saw the state army that was about to go to the north, they were all full of anticipation.
Especially some women, their eyes have become wet for a long time. Their men may have died in the north.
Chang Fangyuan's eyes were wet, and he clasped his fists heavily, "Thank you very much to the folks in New Liuzhou!"
In this regard, neither the common people nor the driver said anything, but continued to clear the snow.
Around them, more people were walking north with tools in hand. They might be planning to clean up until they reached the Great Wall of the North.
The army entered the snow valley and continued to move north. The speed became faster. The eyes of the soldiers were full of determination. No one spoke, but the morale that had been somewhat lost due to the heavy snow had completely filled their bodies again at this moment.
"General, hold on!"
A skinny old man spoke on the roadside. He looked at Chang Fangyuan on horseback and spoke with difficulty.
The rest of the people lowered their heads to clean up the snow, but almost at the same time they said, "We must hold on."
"Thank you for your hard work."
"You all must come back alive."
"Kill those stupid monsters!"
Sounds came and went, coming out in the heavy snow.
Chang Fangyuan pulled the reins and said loudly: "Don't worry, everyone, I don't understand any other principles. I only understand one thing, death!"
"May our blood be sprinkled on the top of the city, and we will not let the monsters cross the top of the city, step on an inch of my land in Daliang, and kill any of the people in Daliang!"
After saying this, he immediately turned around and roared: "Speed up the march, don't delay, go north quickly!"
As Chang Fangyuan said these words, the soldiers, who had almost reached the critical point, now felt like their legs were filled with lead, and they once again burst out with infinite strength, increasing their marching speed again.
I'm afraid that at this moment, all the soldiers have the same idea.
If we die in the north, these people can survive, so let us die.
…
…
On top of the city.
With the demon clan attacking the city again, this place is already in danger.
After several rounds of firing from the divine crossbow, some demon monks were killed, but more demon monks had already jumped onto the top of the city and began to slaughter the few soldiers.
Cao Ning is dead.
He died in the hands of a demon monk. Before he died, he cut off the other person's arm with a knife, but he still failed to stop the other person from decapitating his head.
His head was rolling on the ground, and the blood kept flowing.
His blood and Pao Ze's blood were stained together, and they could no longer be distinguished.
Ning Ping cut off the head of a big demon at this moment, but he was almost exhausted at the same time. A Fuyun big demon punched the city head hard. Ning Ping gritted his teeth and stepped forward and punched out, but his
That punch, in front of the opponent, was like a cricket shaking a tree.
At this moment, the terrifying demonic energy fell without any hindrance and landed on his body.
His body is the most powerful among monks in the world, but it cannot stop Fuyun Demon's full blow.
With just one punch, Ning Ping's internal organs were shattered into pieces.
The body of the northern general was not broken into pieces, but his vitality had begun to dissipate.
All his orifices began to bleed, and soon his face was covered in blood.
The blood blurred his vision, making it difficult for him to see ahead, but he still raised his hand and crushed a demon monk who came to him.
After doing all this, he was powerless anymore.
However, Ning Ping did not let himself fall down, but leaned against the side of the city wall, breathing heavily.
At this moment, Ningping was already breathing out more and taking in less air.
This man who was once the garrison envoy of Daliang and now the general of the Northern Territory, who had occupied the two highest military attaché positions in the Daliang Dynasty, laughed a little at himself.
Then his eyes were full of guilt.
He has accomplished many things in his life, but if this thing is not accomplished, all the previous things will be meaningless.
At the end of his life, the northern general just spoke softly and said with difficulty: "Your Majesty, I'm sorry."
A few years ago, he watched His Majesty the Emperor, whom he admired most, leave in front of his eyes. At that time, he thought that he would guard the beam for him and prevent the demon clan from going south.
But in the end... it wasn't done.
He was very sorry, helpless, and even more angry, but it was meaningless.
He took one last longing look at the city head, and then slowly closed his eyes.
It is said that the last thing that disappears is hearing.
The last words Ning Ping heard were not the laughter of the demon clan, but a weak but firm voice.
"Xinliu, Changping Prefecture troops are rushing to rescue according to...the military order of the General's Mansion!"
