On a cold windy night, the desert is lonely, stars are lying on the snow, and waves are everywhere. Barriers are like islands, flags are like seaweed, layers of loneliness, higher than the wind and more turbulent than the sand waves.
Rubbing their hands and stamping their feet, the barbarian sentries wearing thick felt hats stood on the high pass, asking questions to the sky and the ground silently. Across the rolling Beishan Mountains, it was the distance that made their hearts surge.
They have never understood why, as humans, the subjects of the Qin Empire seem to be born with gorgeous mountains and rivers, with BMWs, cars, and beautiful families, but they are hungry and always struggling to survive in the fight with wild wolves for food.
The cows herded the horses and tended the lambs.
There is no fixed place in life, no fixed place in life, and no fixed place in death. A handful of yellow sand splashes up and down, which seems to be their wandering life.
Queen Vega said, use the light of the warm sun to give the grass the power to grow, so that everything in the world can have thoughts; use the power of thunder to cut off the source of the sea of evil desires, so that the common gods and demons can eliminate evil.
Promote good deeds.
They believe in it and regard it as a god.
National Preceptor Nuertai said that the Qin Empire's gold and silver are piled up like mountains, and its beauties are like clouds and mountains. As long as Beishanguan is defeated, they will all be yours.
King Zuo Xian said that everything within the bowstring is Langya's journey. Breaking through Beishanguan, Langya's bowstring can lead to hundreds of rivers and seas. The mountains and seas are vast, and Langya can reach it easily.
But fate has tortured them thousands of times. Most of their fathers' warriors are stacked on Tiger Hill. Some have long since grown into grass, and some have even turned into rocks blown by the mountain wind, but no one has established a foothold in Beishan. Instead, in one generation
Generation after generation, the altitude of Tiger Hill has been raised.
Merchants from the North say that not being able to see the end of the spring breeze is more wonderful than seeing the sunshine.
The people of Qin built the capital, and they also repaired one "Fuyundui" after another. But what they saw was not the blessing of the gods, but the burning of thousands of feet of blood, falling into the sky, and falling dust.
In this battle, the snowstorm was louder than it had been for many years. In the tents in the distant mountains and black waters, the hungry children and even the yellow-skinned horses were mostly emaciated. Even the last grassland was covered with ice.
Covered. Lambs that don't eat fish can only lick the fishy smell to satisfy their hunger.
The butcher's knife, which shone brighter than the starlight, wore away the last of their patience.
kill!
Kill all those Qin people with thin skin and tender flesh, seize the thick cotton clothes and brocade, seize the delicious flesh and blood, seize the milk that the child needs, seize those beautiful ladies...
The fierce gaze, with incomparable ambition, is higher than the mountains and deeper than the desert.
Turning around, a stream of hot urine had just spilled out from the pass, turning into ice flowers and falling in an instant. The trousers he was carrying had just been lifted halfway. A pair of black iron claws grabbed him from behind, and the body fell together with the ice flowers before it was too late.
He screamed, and in the blink of an eye, another claw grabbed his throat, blood spattered, and pieces fell on the snow-white bright city wall, smashing into clusters of bright red.
One after another, the iron claws quietly took away the ambition on the pass.
The remains of the body were quickly dragged to the base of the city wall by a group of dark shadows, and buried hastily in a handful of snow.
The shrewd falcon fidgeted with its confused eyes, but before it had time to see clearly, the flying knives one after another chased its proud body, killing it like a hail of arrows.
Before he could even let out a scream, he had no choice but to fall down from the pass. He barely managed to escape, not even daring to get out of the air, and sneaked away quietly along the base of the city wall. These thieves are so ruthless, they only kill their eyes.
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More shadows swarmed up the pass from the base of the city wall.
Suddenly, flames shot into the sky and sounds of killing broke out.
The shadows that come one after another are like a frenzy rolling up in the sky. The sentinels on the pass are lighter than the falling snowflakes. Under the pass, there are shouts and thunder, and with the thunder of war drums, thousands of arrows rise into the sky, like blowing in the dark night.
A hurricane broke out. The tinkling, ping-ping-pong-pong resounded throughout the high fortress.
Outside the city wall, Song Yi and the bowstring warriors from the Qingqi Battalion also opened their bowstrings one after another, and countless arrows followed the hurricane rising into the sky and rushed towards them.
After a short period of suppression, the shadows on the pass were seen jumping down from the pass as quickly as a oriole or a roc. Soon more fires shot up into the sky, and billowing black smoke dispersed into the night.
Song Yi sighed and finally fought in.
In the high palace, horses galloped and neighed, and a mass of screams came and went.
I heard a heavy creaking sound from the tall gate.
"Jade-faced Peach Blossom" Chunjunzi Mo Shanghua took a deep breath of cold air, put a black mask on her face, revealing only two pairs of cold eyes, raised the long sword in her hand, opened her mouth, and scolded, sisters
Hey guys, come with me!
The sword light behind him was sharp and resounding, and suddenly, a series of graceful figures, like lightning flashes, got into the dark doorway with only the half-open door.
In a moment, a plume of wolf smoke rose into the sky from the Gaoque Fortress.
Song Yi's face was solemn, and he was secretly complaining. He immediately called on the heroes around him who were sharpening their swords, and charged straight towards the enemy's Zhongjun Mansion.
In the light of the fire, Barbarian's cavalry rushed over with full moon scimitars held high.
kill!
Lang Qing closed his eyes slightly, raised his sword to the sky, and slashed at the head of the oncoming tall horse. Li Sheng, who was as light as a swallow, stepped on the city wall a few times, along the root of the city wall, across the sky
In a flash, the light of the sword passed by. Before the general led by Barbarian could see the person clearly, he felt a light touch on his neck, and his huge head suddenly rose into the air. When the head was splashed with blood, he hit it with one head.
On the bluestone floor where the ice and snow were flying, the eyes were still as big as those of a cow, and the mouth was slightly open, but it had not yet rolled away. The bigger horse's head and his skull smashed to the ground with a loud bang.
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The horses were running and the people were running, but their heads had already hit the ground.
Lang Qing and Li Sheng moved quickly, and Song Yi moved even faster. They were walking on the snow and falling flowers, chasing the flowers step by step, with one knife, one man and one horse. Under the light of the sword, the blood did not rise, but the man and the horse had fallen to death.
The barbarian general who was in charge of the night patrol saw that these men in black were so skillful. In just a few breaths, he killed his night patrol team to death.
He gritted his teeth and tore open his thick fur coat with a ferocious expression. He blew a whistle from his mouth like driving sheep and cattle. He exposed his thick chest covered with black hair and held a mace in one hand.
, holding the reins in one hand and galloping the big horse, letting out a wild cry, chasing Song Yi's figure with eyes like a god of death, and rushed straight up.
Behind him, more Wolf Fang cavalry and infantry fought together with Lang Qing and Li Sheng.
Before he reached Song Yi, he held the mace high, clapped his horse and rushed up like a giant spirit god, and hit Song Yi hard on the head.
Song Yi exclaimed, this barbarian has such a strong aura.
He turned his steps continuously and escaped into Tuotu, barely escaping this fierce killing move. When he turned his head, he saw a huge hole dug deep into the bluestone floor. I was shocked in my heart, with such great strength, this
He is no less than a vulture shooter. He must be a warrior at the level of a captain of thousands.
At that moment, he did not dare to underestimate him. He swung the long knife in his hand and used the seventy-two underground sword skills, specializing in the lower three of this barbarian. He knew that this barbarian was tall and powerful, and if he fought with force, he would only suffer losses. For many years
With his military experience, he specializes in targeting the enemy's weak points.
The barbarian didn't expect him to be so cunning, so he dodged away again and again, beat his chest angrily, and deliberately gave him a thumbs up.
How could Song Yi dare to talk to him about the moral principles of the world? On the battlefield, there was never any trick. Whoever could kill with one blow the fastest would be able to save his life to the greatest extent.
He swung the long sword again, using the Seventy-Two Ditang Sword Technique. Seeing that he was still using this move, the barbarian was so angry that he slammed the mace in his hand against the city wall. Suddenly, rocks flew everywhere, and then with the force of the rebound, he raised it again
He raised the mace and soared into the sky, but unexpectedly, Song Yi let out a sinister laugh, stepped on the snow and falling flowers, and walked three lotus steps at a time, and actually came under him. The long knife in his hand was raised in the air, and he raised it horizontally. The barbarian
The extremely heavy body had no time to dodge, so he could only open his eyes wide and saw that he was stabbed from the bottom to the top with a knife from the crotch to the throat.
Song Yi drew his knife again and actually split the fierce man in half.
Li Sheng and Lang Qing had never seen such a brutal killing move before, and they were a little distracted. They secretly exclaimed, "It's so cruel. This Song Laowen was probably not an ordinary person in the Beishan Guards back then."
Song Yi succeeded in the move and did not dare to be careless. He quickly winked at the two of them. Lang Qing understood the idea and quickly took out the signal firework, flicked it into the air, and the firework exploded with a bang. And Li Sheng took the opportunity.
Following Song Yi, he led the team towards Manzi's tent, lighting the fire with torches and killing the panicked Manzi.
"Jade Faced Peach Blossom" Mo Shanghua, who had already lurked at the entrance, saw that Song Yi and the others had succeeded in attacking in the east and west, so she quickly called out to her sisters and took advantage of the enemy's panic to quickly run towards the enemy's baggage and food.
After a short period of panic, the barbarian generals quickly figured out the movements of Song Yi and the others. Immediately, three groups of elite cavalry rushed out of the Chinese army camp and fought all the way to the gate of the pass, intending to snatch it back.
One way was to outflank the door from the front and back, intending to capture Song Yi and others; the other way was to echo the cavalry who had come to support, forming a deterrent to prevent the Beishan Guards from breaking through.
Densely packed barbarians rushed towards Song Yi and the others one after another.
Soon, the outnumbered heroes kept falling.
Blood stained the cold bluestone red in the dark night.
Seeing that Mo Shanghua hadn't moved yet, Song Yi had no choice but to insist on insisting with Lang Qing and Li Sheng. The light of the sword was like thunder and lightning, and it snatched away people more quickly. And more full moon scimitars and spears rushed from all around.
The barbarian kills people and always uses his courage to defeat thousands of people.
Most of their fighting methods were simple and fierce. Rows of full-moon scimitars came whizzing in, followed by long spears, and they attacked with lightning speed.
Lang Qing and Li Sheng, who had never fought in such a battle, quickly lost the prize. Song Yi saw the people behind him falling continuously, and he was so anxious that he cursed his mother. These women had lost such good skills in vain.
The barbarian garrison general, wearing black armor and riding a tall horse, looked coldly at Song Yi who kept jumping around, and immediately shouted, "Bring the bow and arrows!"
Taking the bow and arrow, he pointed towards Song Yi, and immediately bent the bow and pulled it to the moon. The strong bow weighing ten stones was pulled open by him. He only heard a strong whistling sound, and the long arrow shot out of his hand.
, like chasing the stars and the moon, flew towards Song Yi's back.
When Song Yi heard the wind, his face changed drastically. He stepped on the snow-falling flower steps, took a step to the side, and suddenly folded it like his body folding a bamboo, and then fell across a flat bridge. The long arrow grazed his ears and nose, and whizzed across
A hero in front of him shot an arrow ten steps away, and with a pop, the hero was pinned to the city wall.
When the general of the garrison saw that Song Yi had actually dodged his fatal arrow, he exclaimed. When he saw the generals around him, he was astonished. His face turned slightly red and angry, and he immediately bent his bow and drew an arrow again unconvinced.
After the arrows were fired in succession, Seven Stars Chased the Moon, firing ten arrows in succession, was sure to kill Song Yi on the spot.
Seeing that the situation was not going well, Lang Qing and Li Sheng quickly picked up the enemies around them and threw them at the three arrows, regardless of their lives, while they quickly swung their swords to chop the seven arrows that were chasing them.
Seeing that the enemy was getting fierce, Song Yi looked at the swift and wonderful arrow move. His face suddenly turned pale, he was sweating profusely, and his heart was dead. He had no idea of escape. The defending general fired ten arrows, almost
All his chances of escape were sealed.
At that time, Ah Han, one of the Six Gentlemen who was a "sword madman", was cut off in half by ten arrows fired by such a captain of the eagle, and he died horribly.
"Bang bang bang!"
Behind the Chinese army camp, the barbarian's baggage granary suddenly made a deafening noise. Song Yi lamented, you stinky bitch, you killed me.
The garrison general's expression suddenly changed.
At the same time, in the sky, there was a sudden and violent explosion that sounded like piercing the air. Several iron flying knives came quickly from the pass. With a few booms, they shot Song Yi in front of him.
All the flying arrows that came were chopped down.
Following a dark figure, he jumped down from the city wall, grabbed Song Yi, and suddenly dodged the full moon scimitar that the barbarian shot away.
When the general of the garrison, Eagle Shooter, saw that the food and grass supplies had been destroyed, he panicked and, without caring about Song Yi, hurriedly hit his horse and rushed to the rear camp.
After seeing the man in black in front of him clearly, Song Yi, who had escaped from the disaster, was suddenly shocked and said, Master Feng, why are you here?
When Qin Feng saw that Mo Shanghua and the others had succeeded, he immediately shouted, "Let's go! Let's go quickly!"
Looking back, he saw Lang Qing holding Li Sheng's lower body tightly with a face full of grief.
Blood flowed all over the floor. Li Sheng was originally eight feet tall but was less than five feet tall. His body below the waist was pierced by three long arrows. There were three bloody holes as big as the mouth of a bowl, and blood was pouring from his stockings.
Lang Qing took off his clothes and kept blocking the blood, but to no avail.
Song Yi yelled, and immediately went crazy and killed the barbarian beside them.
Li Sheng, who had no blood on his face, pushed away Lang Qing, who was already crying. Tears splashed down his face, his mouth was trembling, and he knelt on the ground, smirking at Qin Feng and said, "General Qin, please kill me!"
Seeing the livid Qin Feng with red eyes, he suddenly shouted, "Kill me! I don't want to be a prisoner! I experienced it back then, and I don't want to experience it again!"
Lang Qing cried and rushed towards him, wanting to pick him up and leave, but he couldn't hold him.
It turned out that the three fastest arrows just now, in a hurry, he stood up, rolled violently, and threw his whole body in the air, and then helped Song Yi block it.
"Master Feng! Please kill me!" Seeing that Qin Feng couldn't bear to do it, he cried and kowtowed to Qin Feng.
"Master Feng, don't make me hate you!"
Lang Qing was worried that he would snatch his knife, so he quickly threw the knife far away and looked at Qin Feng with a pleading look. But Song Yi had fallen into madness, killing Buddhas and killing people, and his whole body was covered with blood.
Nowhere was safe, everyone was turned into a bloody man.
"Why!"
On the pass, Mo Shanghua heard a long lament.
Then the cries of the women were heard.
"Master Feng, please help him! He is a man!"
"No! You are crazy!" Lang Qing saw Qin Feng picking up the knife he had thrown away and stopped him frantically.
Qin Feng closed his eyes in pain, raised his hand suddenly, and knocked him out immediately.
He turned his back and cried to Li Sheng in a low voice, "Old Li, have a good trip!"
"Thanks!"
The knife fell, and there was a pop behind him, but there was no sound again.
Mo Shanghua jumped down from the pass, stretched out her hand to wipe his unwilling eyes, turned around and picked up Lang Qing, who had passed out, and rushed straight to the pass, then climbed out of the city wall, and heard her swallow.
The cry was not that I was unwilling to do it, but that I had just killed three sisters. I couldn't stand it anymore.
Qin Feng turned around, wanting to pick up the lost Li Sheng, but he saw Song Yi, who had fallen into a state of madness, holding Li Sheng's body and hating him as if he wanted to eat someone.
"I?"
"You're fine! Very...good!" Song Yi held Li Sheng expressionlessly and passed him by.
The barbarian who stood in front of him saw the blood-red sword light rising again, and fell down piece by piece again.
When he came to his senses, the angry Condor Shooter rushed over with his iron cavalry.
Qin Feng saw that the matter had come to this, and it would be useless no matter how hard he tried. He could only catch up with Song Yi in despair and rush out of Gaoque Fortress.
Those lonely heroes who were too late to rescue were captured and killed by the barbarians.
Although the captured heroes were beaten repeatedly by the barbarians, their heads were bruised and bloody, and they were pressed to the ground and rubbed hard. Many of them even had their skin shaved off and their blood was flowing profusely, but they all held their heads high and determined.
He laughed loudly and said, "Hahaha, there is no coward among the men in Beishan!"
Among the people who were arrested, there were also several women from Chunfeng Tower. They struggled and faced Qin Feng's back, screaming at the top of their lungs, we are not cowards! Old prince, we don't owe you anything anymore. Tell us.
Men, we did not embarrass them! We love them! If there is an afterlife, we also want to be men.
Songs that were as sad as tears were heard, one long and one short, "I picked up the strings with my bare hands and played them wrongly. I went around my heart several times and the green hair was cut off. Who can't stand the spring and autumn winds for the beauty, who can't bear the pain, who can't bear the root of love."
"My sword is full of hatred, and my sword cuts through the brocade and buries it in a green tomb..."
The singing didn't stop, and for a moment, there were a few more puffs.
The women from Chunfeng Tower took advantage of the barbarian's lack of attention and actually bit the poison in their mouths and fell down.
Qin Feng heard the tragic screams behind him and fell down from the city wall as he was hit by the rapid rain of arrows, as if he had died.
Tian Can quickly hugged him, turned around and looked at the bloody high fortress, sighing repeatedly, in troubled times, Duckweed could not bear to watch the mountains and rivers burning with flames, but in such a lowly position, he dared not forget about his country, even if no one knew about me.
The earth is missing and the sound of the urn is sad, and the words of love are hard to write down. She sings with blood.