The wind was blowing hard on the ground and the snow was flowing back into the sky.
Countless evil spirits visible to the naked eye surged up from the ground.
In a few breaths, they turned into blurry figures. Perhaps due to lack of strength, these figures were vague, their faces were blurry, their clothes and armor were damaged, and they held various weapons. If you look closely, you can see traces of blood.
It was obvious that this was a team that had fought on the battlefield before. The bloody murderous aura was overwhelming. Even if they stood still, they still gave people a strong sense of oppression. It was estimated that there were about 10,000 people. Although the team was loose, the momentum was high and high.
In front of the team, there were three relatively solid figures of military generals. Their armor was more complete than that of the soldiers behind them. The horses they rode were covered in full sets of horse armor stained with blood. They snorted from time to time and kicked the ground with their front hooves anxiously, as if they were about to charge.
The person in the middle has the most momentum.
That scolding came from his mouth.
The scene was bizarre and grand, but it was a little ridiculous in the eyes of the Ten Wus - when the Xin Kingdom was at its peak, the border barrier was alarmed and more than ten thousand elite troops were summoned, each of them was a elite soldier, and they killed the Ten Wu invaders so badly that they dared not even take a step forward.
Su Shiyilu suffered a lot in the past.
Yonggu Pass was able to hold out and block the Ten Crows for so many years. This army of heroes at the border barrier is an absolute hero!
What a pity. What a pity.
Their strength is linked to the strength of the country's fortune.
From more than 10,000 elite soldiers and brave generals to more than 10,000 defeated soldiers... How can we not sigh? From this, we can see how much the national fortune of Geng State, which was halfway through conquering Xin State, has declined! As long as we cross this heroic pass, no one can stop the Ten Crows!
On the city wall, Chu Jie and others also had mixed feelings.
The person who was most deeply touched was Chu Jie.
The destruction of the State of Chu back then was very similar to the situation today.
The border barrier was vulnerable to the Xin army, and a brutal battle ensued, and finally the country was destroyed and the family was ruined...
At this time, Kang Shi and Chu Yao turned their eyes to Xun Zhen, who had been silent for a long time. The former bowed and saluted, and said in a deep voice: "Please help Han Zhang to help you out!"
Xun Zhen had been watching the battle for so long, waiting for this opportunity. He was about to agree when a very familiar male voice suddenly rang in his ear, causing him to pause. Kang Shi saw Xun Zhen's eyes suddenly turned to a certain place, and he also looked over in confusion.
The mountain mist is hazy, with only the mountains looming in the distance.
There is nothing special about that place.
Chu Yao seemed to have noticed something.
Literary scholars have many ways to transmit secret messages, but no matter which one, the basic principle is to use literary energy to build a communication bridge through the ubiquitous energy of heaven and earth. He did feel a fleeting unfamiliar literary energy just now.
This means that someone has just contacted Xun Zhen.
"Mr. Han Zhang?"
Chu Yao had no doubt that Xun Zhen would change his mind at the last minute.
The old man still has some vision.
But he wanted to know the identity of the person.
Xun Zhen came back to his senses, his expression a little complicated: "Don't lead the troops out of the city later, the time is not right yet."
Chu Jie almost exploded when he heard this.
"Why?"
If we don't take advantage of the opportunity of the heroic spirits still being here and lead our troops to fight together, the remaining soldiers under the city will not be able to hold out for long, let alone pose a threat to the Ten Crows Army. According to Xun Zhen's idea, are we going to watch the border barrier being broken
If we lose this opportunity, we will have to defend it to the death.
The Ten Crows came well prepared, with all kinds of siege equipment already deployed behind the formation. Even though they had the strategic advantage of the pass, it was no use.
Xun Zhen said: "This matter is complicated."
Chu Jie's tone became more serious: "Mr. Xun! Don't take this lightly!"
Xun Zhen sighed, and for some reason his expression was somewhat sad: "Don't worry, there is no way that Yonggu Pass will be lost today. I am willing to swear to you all with my literary heart! Of course, if General Chu doesn't believe me, you can drive your troops out of the city now."
"What will happen if we leave the city now?" Chu Yao asked.
"It's not a big deal. At most, some soldiers will be sacrificed in vain." Xun Zhen looked at Chu Yao, as if he wanted to ask something, but he swallowed the question and just said, "I heard from my good friend that Shen Jun has a powerful weapon to kill the enemy. Why not take this opportunity to 'sneak into Chencang'?"
Xun Zhen didn't know how many people knew that Shen Tang held the national seal, so for the sake of caution he didn't ask about it in public.
Just use the word "heavy weapon" instead.
But the listener knows what is going on.
"The wings are weak and the heavy weapon is slow, so it cannot kill the enemy." Chu Yao understood what Xun Zhen wanted to say, but it was not enough.
It's not that I haven't thought about replacing the old border barrier with a new one, but the national fortune contained in my master's seal is not sufficient, and the situation is not better than it is now. It's also easy to alert the enemy. Before Zheng Qiao is completely unable to split himself, he can't take this risk.
Xun Zhen smiled and said, "Is the heavy weapon slow? Coincidentally, someone has sent the whetstone to Shen Jun. Wu Hui might as well wait for a while."
Chu Yao's brows were sometimes furrowed and sometimes relaxed.
Others were also thoughtful.
Only Zhao Feng was confused. What on earth were these two talking about? What was the heavy weapon? He did not think of the "national seal" either, after all, it was a "hot potato".
When you don’t have it, you long for it; when you have it, it’s life-threatening.
Chu Jie finally gritted his teeth.
The decision to send troops had a slight advantage.
Until Chu Yao said: "Believe it this time."
As he spoke, his eyes fell on a certain place.
He raised his hand to stop his general from asking for orders to kill the enemy, and said fiercely: "We will wait and see!"
However, he was wary of Xun Zhen in his heart.
Even if the other party dares to swear on Wen Xin, the matter is of great importance. If this boy plays tricks on them, the other party will be the first to die in the city!
Under the city, outside the pass.
Seeing that the city gates were always closed, and the commander guarding the gates had no intention of driving the troops out of the city, allowing the remaining 10,000 heroic spirits to fight, Shiwu laughed out loud, "Chu Jie is a coward. He has been tough for so many years, but he became a coward at the critical moment. How ridiculous!"
"Then—kill them all!"
At the command, the action begins.
Not to mention that the army of the Ten Wus was dozens of times larger than the army of the Heroic Spirits, and their equipment was far better than the latter. The army formation was orderly, and the superiority and inferiority of the two sides were seen in an instant. The latter was also formed by obsession, and his body was formed by the national destiny contained in the national barrier. His strength could not be compared with that in his lifetime. Even in his lifetime, it was difficult to resist such a tyrannical enemy, and he was completely defeated in less than a quarter of an hour.
Even though the Ten Crows had lost three battles in a row and their morale was low, they were still unstoppable, and the further they advanced, the higher their momentum became.
The guards on the city wall only responded with arrows.
Chu Jie's eyes turned red as he watched this scene. He clenched his fists at his side, and his knuckles creaked. He didn't know these heroes from which era they were standing under the city, but without exception, they had all sincerely guarded this magnificent pass and never regretted it until their death.
Now they are allowed to fight without any support...
How can this be
Since Xun Zhen said that the time had not come yet and that driving the troops out of the city would mean sending the soldiers to their deaths, then it would be okay for him to go down himself, right? Chu Jie leaped up, and two figures landed on the ground, like two sharp blades slashing into the enemy formation. One was him, and the other was Zhao Feng.
"Great righteousness!" Chu Jie was shocked.
"Hahaha—this is what it means to be in sync with each other!" Zhao Feng was very happy, and all the anger of those watching the battle on the city wall was swept away.
Xun Zhen was stunned but also a little bit in awe.
Looking up in a certain direction—
In the place that was originally shrouded in mist and empty, a figure in a green robe suddenly appeared. This person was thin, standing against the wind, his robe was filled with cold wind, rustling, his eyes seemed dark, his lips were pale, but his eyes were bright.
Chu Yao also noticed this person.
"It was him?"