There are many beacon towers in Hulukou, the farthest distance between two beacon towers is less than 30 miles, and the closest distance is less than three miles. Hong Xinjia is extremely strict and meticulous in choosing the site for each beacon tower. Standing on any watchtower, there must be more than two beacon towers. neighboring beacon towers. Among the many beacon towers stretching forward and looking at each other, the deer tail beacon located on a Gobi corridor is just one of the inconspicuous ones. As usual, there are one commander, two deputy commanders, and four beacon sons. The Deer Tail Beacon has added five additional beacons and one stage horse. The deer tail beacon is located on the left side of Hulukou, belonging to the fortress group with Zhongguzhai as the core. Compared with Zaomazhai, it is on the left and behind. Large-scale reckless cavalry attack and intrusion, but the beacons of the deer-tailed beacon can already clearly feel the approach of the war. Those northern reckless cavalry in iron armor and fur appeared around the vicinity to check the terrain. They were even more daring yesterday A dozen or so Beimang scouts rode into the beacon tower facing the deer's tail. The distance between the two sides was less than 80 steps. A dozen Youzhou soldiers with excellent eyesight inside the beacon tower could even see Beimanzi's face clearly. Pulling a strong bow and shooting an arrow, the first rider will be shot off the horse. The leader of the Beimang scouts was obviously taken aback. After putting away the corpse, he left bitterly. Before leaving, he raised his sword and pointed at the beacon at the deer's tail.
At dawn this morning, Sima Zhenming, who was personally in charge of guarding the second half of the night, stood on the high platform and looked up at the cage called Dou Ling hanging on the orange. As the head of the deer tail beacon tower, he was different from most An illiterate Fengzi, Sima Zhenming is a well-known scholar near Zhongguzhai. The documents, talismans, ultimatums, and transfers are all beautifully written. Sima Zhenming also has excellent archery skills, so he was promoted to Feng in less than half a year after enlisting in the army. handsome. Sima's family is a prestigious family in Youzhou. Although Sima Zhenming is a concubine, he could have worked in the yamen of a nearby county by relying on the shadow of his family. The mouth of the gourd is exposed to the wind and sun, which is due to Sima Zhenming's impulsiveness. Everyone knows that in the early years, His Royal Highness had 800 personal guards called Baima Yicong, all of whom rode Liangbei big horses from Xianli Ranch, wearing white swords and crossbows. A, if you say that in the past few years, Baima Yicong was a weakling in the eyes of first-class wealthy families, and only the third-rate generals in Beiliang were willing to stuff their own children into it, but with Xu Fengnian's smooth success of hereditary success Afterwards, the slightly expanded Baima Yicong was not something everyone could think of to become. Sima Zhenming unfortunately failed to be elected, and a friend of the same age from a prominent family in the same county was elected. Last autumn, that guy Headed to Liangzhou with great ambitions. It was said that several wealthy and good-looking girls in the county were about to recommend themselves to the boy. While Sima Zhenming was happy for his best friend, he couldn't help but feel that he had lost face. Just ran to Hulukou, which is almost the northernmost sideline. At first those deer-tailed veterans didn't like to talk to him, but when he took office as commander-in-chief, he especially didn't like to see him, a handsome "weak scholar", and threatened him to wash his ass at night. Afterwards, I thought that I had beaten my immediate superior, and I would have to pack up and go back in disgrace. Unexpectedly, Feng Shuai, who looked like a bear, was also tough. Although Sima Zhenming never had a good face after that, He didn't do anything to deliberately make things difficult for him, an unruly thorny leader, but let Sima Zhenming work as a cook for a full two months. At the end of last year, Fengsui from various fortresses went to Zhongguzhai to learn martial arts, and Luwei Fengsui drove Sima Zhenming to the shelves. He never thought that he would get a personal award from the deputy general of Youzhou. Along the way of Fengsui, out of the corner of his eye many times, he caught sight of the burly man with a flushed face and hesitating to speak, like a cowardly aunt, and the little resentment in Sima Zhenming's heart was swept away. do. In the spring of this year, the scouts from both Beiliang and Beimang outside Hulukou took their lives almost every day.
The two Fengzi who exchanged value walked to the high watch platform on time. Sima Zhenming, who heard the footsteps, turned his head and looked at the two very different faces. One was immature and energetic. Zhang vicissitudes and mediocrity, the former is one of the temporary additions this time. According to the old Fengsui, he is a recruit from Youzhou. It is delicious to fart. Unlike our old guys, who have stayed for a long time , shit is tasteless. The latter is the old man of the Deer Tail Beacon, surnamed Xue. It is said that he was the first batch of Beacon soldiers in Hulukou. After the deer tail was built, the old man was the first batch of Beacons to settle in. It took many years to become the deputy commander. , but Fengsui's juniors like to call him Xiao Xue, and even the former commander-in-chief doesn't know how this nickname came about. The old man Xue has a good temper and never cares. He always smiles and nods every time he is called. The other deputy commander of Luwei Fengsui, Guo Xi, is in his prime of life. He is the only one who calls the old man Master Xue. A set of boxing can last for half an hour, and when on duty at night, they practice boxing on the edge of the high platform. Sima Zhenming practiced martial arts with a famous boxer in Youzhou since he was a child, and he has a general understanding of the depth of Guo Xi's skills. Maybe the style is not good-looking, but his foundation is solid. Xi has always treated each other with courtesy and is regarded as an elder brother.
Sima Zhenming smiled at the young Fengzi and said: "Spring sleep is rare, you go to sleep for a while, and I will watch for you."
The young man shook his head and smiled brightly: "No, Brother Shao and the others are snoring like thunder. Feng Shuai, you should go to rest quickly. With Xiao Xue and I on duty, there will be no mistakes in keeping it!"
The old man smiled kindly.
Obviously, Sima Zhenming had already experienced the thunderous snoring of those men, and smiled knowingly: "Then I will stand with you for a while, anyway, I don't feel sleepy."
Sima Zhenming kept something in his heart and didn't say it out, maybe some of them fell asleep in the future.
The young Fengzi stood on the edge of the watchtower like a spear, looking up into the distance.
The short deputy commander, old man Xue, walked up to Sima Zhenming, stretched out his hand and pinched the old collar with shriveled velvet, and remained silent.
Sima Zhenming lowered his voice and sighed: "Deputy Marshal Xue, depending on the situation, our Luwei's safety fire won't last a few times. Although the main force of Beimang vanguard may not be interested in this side, even if they rush to Wogong city The following camps set up camps, but as long as they still covet the two cities of Luanhe and Xiaguang behind Wogong City, Zhongming Village must be a thorn in their side, now it depends on who will lead the troops to attack."
The old man with cloudy and gloomy eyes hummed, rubbed his hands and asked softly: "Sima Fengshuai, tell the truth, don't be angry, our deer-tailed old pawns are actually very open-minded, you are very different from us, don't worry about it." Waiting for death here, letting the family spend money and use their connections, can definitely transfer you back to the more peaceful Youzhou territory. Are you really not afraid of death, Commander Feng, or are you crazy about military achievements?"
Sima Zhenming didn't get angry, and said with a wry smile: "Of course I thought about it, but a letter from my family in the first ten days made me forget about it. Speaking of the previous generation, four of Sima's children in my generation served in the Youzhou Army, and three of them were in Hulukou, and I was the latest to join the army. , now it is the inspection school that is only one step away from the school captain in Xiaguang City. The original intention of the family is to operate with all its strength, and try to help him find a plausible excuse to withdraw back to the territory. Let's go, the family had no choice but to move back to Youzhou with the other fourth younger brother who had a slightly lower official position. As soon as Fang's fourth brother leaves, then of course I, the third brother, will have to stay. My father wrote in a letter full of clouds and fog, but the meaning is probably the same. I think it's okay, at least there is a ten-year-old The younger brother of the same mother, with him by my mother's side, will be able to stand up in four or five years. Once I return to Youzhou with shame, my father, mother and younger brother will never be able to hold their heads up for the rest of their lives."
Sima Zhenming's original bitter smile began to look a little free and easy. After glancing at the young Fengzi, he looked at the old man and said, "Young Fengzi, I don't dare to ask, and I can't bear to ask, but I'm curious about Xue What do the deputy commander and Guo Xishuai think? Before I arrived at Hulukou, I heard that veterans like you are the most skilled fighters, let’s ignore the military exploits and save your life before talking about other things.”
The old man stretched out his hand to support the icy orange tree, his old face was wrinkled like a dead tree, and the ravines were full of sorrows and joys. The old deputy said calmly: "Sima Feng, to be honest, the old man has been I have never been on the battlefield at all, I have never been in a battle, but I have seen it a few times many years ago. Since I arrived at Hulukou 17 or 18 years ago, I never thought that I would see the Beimang army when I was alive. People died in war, the old man has lived for so long, he is a person who can’t get up when he falls asleep, it’s not about being afraid, but he just remembers a lot of tragic things after the war and dare not think about it. Many years ago, before I went to Beiliang, I saw two-legged sheep selling by the catty, and there was a butcher with a knife and a cauldron of boiling water on the side. Dog meat cost 500 yuan a catty, but this mutton is only 100 yuan. It’s just a catty of money.”
Sima Zhenming looked puzzled, not knowing what to say about selling mutton and eating mutton.
The old man's fingers trembled slightly, and he said softly: "The 'two-legged sheep' is a human being with only two feet. Women are called 'lower soup sheep', and thin young children are called 'small bone rotten'. Some Rare scholars, as long as they are not too yellow and thin, the price can be higher, called 'scholar sheep'."
Sima Zhenming almost vomited, but at the same time his scalp was numb, the commander-in-chief narrowed his eyes and stared at the old deputy commander of the Ren family in Sheliu County, Youzhou, and pressed his hand on the cold door. on the handle of the knife.
At this time, Guo Xi, the deputy coach who had finished boxing practice, came quietly, glanced at Sima Zhenming, and walked to the old man silently.
The old man Xue said indifferently: "At this time, in front of the Beimang army, is it important whether it is a local from Beiliang, or a survivor of the Spring and Autumn Period who fled from the Central Plains? Don't worry, the old man is not a spy from Beimang, I can't afford to lose the Xue family The face of the ancestors."
Sima Zhenming sneered and asked back: "Is it really not important?"
The old man suddenly laughed happily, and pointed to the always taciturn deputy commander, Guo Xi, "Master Feng, your archery skills are on par with him, and you are far behind when you fight against each other."
Then this old man, who used to be able to make fun of everyone in the beacon tower, ignored Sima Zhenming, with a deep nostalgia on his face, and said to himself: "The Zhongshu Department in Lengyamen of Xishu was just doing some copying. The annual salary of scriptures and seal cutting official seals is less than 100 shi. Zhongshu Sheren is only a seventh-rank sesame official. Of course, Bing Jing Tan Jing does not even have a hair. Then there is a way for us to make money to support our family. During the New Year’s Eve, there are a lot of Spring Festival couplets to be pasted up, so it’s our Zhongshu Sheren’s turn to come on stage. Before writing the couplets, the eunuch will bring cinnabar and gold powder for ink mixing. At this time, I took out a big pen from my pocket. , dipped it hard into the gold powder plate, oops, the pen is broken, put it back into the sleeve, and replace it with a pen, yo, it broke again, just 'dipped' more than a dozen rods in such a vigorous effort, and finally found a good pen , began to write the Eight Classics seriously. After leaving the palace with bulging sleeves, quickly and carefully shake off the gold powder, no matter how heavy it is, find a bank to melt it, and it will be a small gold ingot that makes you happy when you look at it."
The old man who had completely forgotten himself said with a smile, "I used to buy and collect books back then, but I relied on these little gold ingots."
Sima Zhenming was dumbfounded, he didn't know how to deal with this Western Shu remnant who had been lurking in Beiliang for many years, could it be that he really wanted to draw his sword
Guo Xi said calmly: "Commander Sima Feng, after the battle is over, if you and Master Xue can survive, you should report the truth. In the second year of Yonghui, I, Guo Xi, was the one who shot the general outside the Liangzhou Pass. An assassin with six straight arrows. But if Master Xue and I are dead and you are still alive, I hope Commander Feng will not mention this. Since the sixth year of Yonghui, I, Guo Xi, have no intention of revenge. Of course ,Believe it or not."
Suddenly, the young Fengzi who was on guard shouted in a panic: "Kou Zhi! More than one hundred and twenty riders!"
Sima Zhenming said without hesitation: "Quan Sui prepares for battle!"
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Although the vanguard army flattened the Zaomazhai Fortress in one go and killed more than 3,000 enemies, all the generals and schools from the coach Yang Yuanzan to several generals did not feel at ease. How much should there be? Fortunately, it is not the hot summer season when the epidemic is most likely to spread. Otherwise, with the consistent ruthless style of the northern nomads, the seriously injured who are extremely difficult to treat will be killed on the spot, not to mention death in battle! However, there are a group of people in the vanguard army who are still in a very relaxed mood. Most of these people are surrounded by fine cavalry guards, ranging from twenty or thirty to hundreds of cavalry, and they are not very old, mostly between fifteen and twenty-five In the meantime, if it is said that Sima Zhenming regretted that the commander-in-chief of the deer-tailed beacon tower and Baima Yicong missed each other, then these descendants of powerful officials in the Southern Dynasty or the guys who picked up the descendants on the grassland were very sorry for their failure to be selected as the military commander in front of the screen. , is also quite aggrieved. Among the three fronts in Beimang, the most important center line is that Dong Zhuo, the king of the South Court, holds great power and personally presides over military affairs. Except for Dong's private army, the rest of the soldiers and horses are mainly the elites of the major border towns, and they are under Fatty Dong's nose , it is difficult for outsiders to intervene. On the west front, there was Liu Gui, and later the great king of the North Court, Tuoba Bodhisattva, plus eight thousand Qiang cavalry "before the battle" and the entire army was wiped out. Only fools went there to suffer, so the eastern front of Youzhou was mixed. There are a large number of descendants of great nobles who do not want to take risks and have to make military achievements. The general Yang Yuanzan, who has always been well-connected with all parties, is not unreasonable about this. These characters are allowed to leave the army and actively search for beacons in the mouth of the gourd to plunder. If they have the courage and strength to fight against the fortress, Yang Yuanzan will not stop them, and they will live and die at their own risk.
During this period, groups of cavalry troops of varying numbers continued to come and go from the camp, and even many small groups of cavalry troops left outside the gourd mouth rushed to join the hunting game, just like A bloody feast that slowly kicked off.
I heard that the second young master of the Xie family from Longyao Prefecture returned with a full load of eighty riders yesterday evening. Sixteen bloody heads of Youzhou Fengzi hung on both sides of the horse's back, and two war horses deliberately dragged the two The corpse of the famous Fengshuai entered the barracks, and the two corpses were dragged all the way on the yellow sand, bloody and bloody, and bones could be seen on the back.
In the middle of the night, another group of prairie soldiers returned. It was more than 400 cavalry gathered by three tribes, and directly broke through a valley Wubao on the outer edge of Wogong City. These blood-soaked soldiers entered the camp brandishing their sabers, and those sabers that were obviously different from the scimitars of the soldiers were all the famous Xujiabei Liangdao! When several young military leaders rode their horses into the camp, they laughed and dropped a few wrinkled things. When someone picked it up, they found that it was the Xu Ziqi!
In the battle of the Zaomazhai Fortress, the morale of the vanguard army, whose morale was slightly frustrated, suddenly rose sharply.
At dawn this morning, there were seven or eight cavalry troops scrambling to get out of the camp.
As a large number of various siege equipment arrived one after another, it was imminent to attack the Lying Gong City that was right in front of us.
A tall and bearded man whose age was unknown walked casually in the barracks, accompanied by a maid who was far more eye-catching than him. The young woman wore a beautiful brocade bag with exquisite embroidery on her waist. It was a pity that That scent has long since been covered up by the smoky smell in the barracks. When the two walked by, those low-level Beimang soldiers who were sleeping next to their horses all looked almost cannibalistic. When fighting with a large army, Beimang never had the rule of bringing women with it in the early years, and they were all spoiled by the officials of the Southern Dynasty. As long as the family background is sufficient, all the warlords who came from the royal court can only turn a blind eye. With one eye, there are ten first-rank surnames in Beimang, seven in the north and only three in the south, but the number of surnames in the B is slightly higher than that of the southern dynasty. On the eastern front of Youzhou now, a large number of wealthy children from several big states in Longyaogusai are caught, which is not something they can offend, a group of soldiers who can't even live in a tent.
The majestic man accompanied by a woman stopped and walked all the way, looking up at the towering city of Lying Gong from time to time. Finally, when he was passing by a lot of tents, he was spotted by a sharp-eyed sable fur boy, who hurriedly twitched Pi Dian ran up to the man, and whispered flatteringly, "Brother Zhong, what a coincidence."
The man rubbed his cheeks and beard, glanced at the scene behind the son-in-law, and said with a smile: "It looks like someone has been hanging the horse's head all night, why, I can't help it, and I want to shoot a few beacons? "
The young man hehe said: "I have made an appointment with a few buddies. Why don't we take a few beacons to warm up before we attack the city, and try to jointly lay down a big village before the attack. If we go back, the elders at home will be happy." Let's make up our faces, lest they say I'm worthless."
The man with an odd surname compared to the Southern Dynasty clan gave a hum and was noncommittal. He looked over the head of the third generation ancestor of Gusai Prefecture in front of him, and saw four or five young men in brocade clothes and sable fur standing together. He didn't know himself, and his haughty eyes were a bit unfriendly. The man glanced at the horses behind them, all of them were well-ranked war horses on the grassland. The key is that a good horse needs to be trained well. There is a custom in Beimang to hang the horse's head. When the horse is hung up, not only can the horse's pace be the same when charging, but even the height of the horse's head can be kept at the same height. There will never be uneven scenes. , It's like a whole row of eagles soaring above the ground. In Beimang, men must be proficient in both riding and shooting, and the skill of hanging horses is also very important. This is probably like the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting of scholars in the Central Plains.
The man withdrew his gaze, and smiled at the young man from the Yi family in Gusai Prefecture: "Be careful, there will be big battles in the next few years."
At any rate, the son, who is the descendant of a wealthy family in Gusai Prefecture, was flattered, nodded vigorously, and then said mysteriously: "There is a man named Pang in there, and his father is the new general of Wazhujun Town, Gusai Prefecture. This kid is in the family. He is very respected, and I am his best friend, so I am willing to tell him that Lao Tzu has quietly sent him a master as a personal guard, tsk tsk, a master with second-rank strength. So I just played with him today, although the sum is only small A cavalry soldier in the early 100s, but there is that master, why can't he take down the beacon tower? I guess he can kill half of the smaller Youzhou fortress by himself. But the boy said that he doesn't want him to show off, and I don't want him to show off. It’s not good to force him to do something, and that expert is too airy, looking at me with squinted eyes, damn it! Haha, Brother Zhong, you should do your work first, I will go out with them.”
The man smiled and said, "Go."
Brother Young Master just turned around and ran two steps away, then turned around and asked cautiously: "Brother Zhong, can I have a drink with you tonight? I have hidden a good wine this trip!"
The man nodded and said, "Okay, as long as it's not my turn to attack the city, it's fine."
Brother Gongzi laughed so hard that his mouth almost went behind his ears, and he trotted away.
Four hundred riders, headed by five descendants of the aristocratic family, roared and roared away. When the son of the aristocratic family smiled at the man on horseback, the man raised his arm and waved his hand with a smile.
The four hundred riders did not part ways immediately after leaving the camp. They chose the group of fortresses where Zhongguzhai was located. The general direction was the same. They just waited until they were approaching and then separated and charged forward, each looking for a target to attack.
Running all the way, there were many beacon fortresses that had been pulled out by the main force along the way, and the corpses of Youzhou soldiers were all beheaded.
These heads are all heavy military exploits.
This group of cavalry finally began to part ways after arriving at the destination. The two best friends did not split up, and it seemed strange to the other three, but their hearts were filled with sarcasm. One hundred and twenty rides, really shabby.
The cavalry began to penetrate gradually, but they didn't dare to get too close to the beacons attached to the fort.
They actually asked someone about the details of this safari yesterday. After knowing the truth, this made them calm down a lot. It turned out that although those cavalry troops had obtained real combat exploits, they did not suffer any casualties. Xiao, especially the soldiers who captured the Wubao and won the Xu Ziqi. The reason why it seems that they returned with a big victory is because these guys didn't bring back all the bodies that died in the battle. Hanging out on the battlefield. Moreover, various gossip showed that although the beacon towers, which may not be the size of sparrows, were small, the beacon towers for archers were often very difficult.
surrender
joke! Beimang and Beiliang have fought vicious battles for so many years. Who has ever heard of someone accepting surrender
Who is willing to surrender? !
It was rumored that Huang Songpu, the former great king of the Southern Academy, made a suggestion in the court hall after his comeback, to see if he could recruit and accept surrender. At that time, not to mention those generals who held the order as if they smelled shit, even His Majesty the Emperor was livid on the spot. up. In the end, it was Taiping Ling who helped Huang Songpu out of the siege, saying that there was no rush to recruit and surrender, and we would wait until Beiliang was overthrown. It was rare for the Taiping Order to jokingly say, "As long as our army's horseshoes have trampled on the Beiliang Road, even if Master Huang stops him desperately and refuses to surrender, I'm afraid that General Damang and the knife craftsmen in the rear will have to protest together." Come on, don't kill, there are not enough knives."
One hundred and twenty riders finally found an excellent prey.
Mr. Pang, whose father is the general of Wazhujun Town, raised his arm and took out a sheepskin picture from his arms. The third ancestor of the Southern Dynasty, who was close to the man of the caste, bent over to have a look, and said in surprise: "Pang Rui , you can do it, you even have this thing, it seems that only the commander on our Eastern Front is qualified to carry good things in his arms, right?"
The young man named Pang Rui curled up his mouth, put away his eyes and looked at the beacon marked on the map as a deer's tail in small letters, nodded and said, "Every commander has a copy, a total of sixteen pieces of parchment. This is I borrowed it from one of them last night, and he found it after a long search. He waved his hand and said he gave it to me. They don’t need it, and they don’t care about it, but it’s of great use to us. Zeng Pingshan, it was agreed in advance that we can take down as many beacon towers as possible, but in the end we will share the heads of Youzhou soldiers, and it will definitely not be possible to divide them evenly, I will have seven and you three."
Grandpa Zeng Pingshan, who was the servant of the household department of Xijing in the Southern Dynasty, grotesquely yelled: "Fuck you, are you so dishonest? You and I each have more than 60 riders, and I will not hide behind. We should all be divided !"
Pang Rui tilted his head and slightly raised his chin, and pointed to the old "soldier" beside him who was resting with his eyes closed.
Zeng Pingshan's aura immediately lost, and he whispered flatteringly: "Pang Rui, my brother Pang, we have been friends for so many years, how are you six and four?"
Pang Rui squinted his eyes and said slyly: "Six or four points, it's not impossible, but you have to tell me who is that bearded man accompanied by a woman."
Zeng Pingshan had an expression of war between heaven and man.
Pang Rui curled his lips, "If you don't hurry up, I'll give the order to attack Fengsui."
Zeng Pingshan slammed his horsewhip, snorted heavily, leaned closer, and said in a low voice, "Caste."
Pang Rui's expression became serious for a moment, and he said to himself: "Chongjia, we can't find another family in Beimang. The general planted supernatural powers, and the big devil planted cold! Among the next generation of Zhongjia's children, Zhonggui Originally, he had quite a reputation, but after he got married to the Lu family of the Zhong family, he suddenly disappeared. There are rumors that he was slaughtered. But he also has a more powerful elder brother, is he called Zhong Tan? Why? , that sloppy guy is Zhong Tan, one of the vanguard generals on the Eastern Front?"
Zeng Pingshan nodded, his face full of admiration and fascination.
Zhong Tan is in Beimang, but he can compete with the second son of the Martial God, Tuoba Chun Falcon. Not to mention that he does not have Zeng Pingshan, even if his grandfather meets Zhong Tan, he has to obediently put on a smiling face. welcome.
After twisting his neck, Pang Rui raised his palm high and waved forward.
After more than a hundred riders, he suddenly pinched the horse's belly and began to charge.
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At the deer tail beacon, Sima Zhenming gave instructions to eleven subordinates in an orderly manner. He, the deputy commander of the beacon, Guo Xi, and two Fengzi with good physical strength went to watch the high platform. Five of the remaining seven guarded the entrance of the first floor of the beacon, trying to shoot two shots. When the three rounds of bows and crossbows are blocked, then you don't have to worry about anything, close the door tightly, and once someone breaks in, you will fight to the death with a knife, and the deputy commander, old man Xue, will be in charge. The other two waited for an opportunity at the window of the stairs to shoot and kill the enemy cavalry in Beimang. Sima Zhenming told them that what they had to do was very simple, wait for the enemy cavalry to get close before killing them. It doesn't matter if you shoot a round.
After giving the order, Sima Zhenming, who was before going up the building, glanced at the old man surnamed Xue. The latter didn't say anything, but just nodded.
When they came to the high platform, Sima Zhenming stretched out his hand and pressed down, and asked the two Fengzi who were holding hard bows and carrying quiver to squat down first. After all, Sima Zhenming didn't know if there were any Beimang sharp archers in that cavalry army. . And he and the deputy commander Guo Xi are proficient in martial arts, even if they encounter each other unfortunately, they can still dodge them, so they won't be caught off guard and shot dead on the spot.
One hundred and twenty riders laid out a neat charging front and began to run wildly.
Sima Zhenming looked at the heads of those war horses and said calmly, "It's not an ordinary ranger."
Guo Xi had no expression on his face, he had already pulled out a feathered arrow from the quiver in his hand, and nodded.
Five hundred steps.
Sima Zhenming glanced at Guo Xi's big iron body bow and asked, "Two hundred steps?"
Guo Xi said indifferently: "You don't need to string arrows, two hundred steps can penetrate the armor. One hundred and fifty steps, three arrows can be connected. Within one hundred steps, four arrows can be put on the bow. If you don't want to draw the bow continuously, you can go as far as two hundred and fifty steps. Break heavy armor."
Sima Zhenming snorted coldly, "The beacon is not a stronghold, it is only equipped with a light crossbow, not a large crossbow, otherwise you will be able to see my powerful crossbow."
Four hundred steps.
Guo Xi quickly glanced at the commander-in-chief with a strange expression, "It's not that I didn't learn the range of the bed crossbow back then. I have seen several more powerful giant crossbows. Guo Xi didn't say that the crossbow is not strong."
Sima Zhenming panicked.
Three hundred steps!
Guo Xi took a deep breath, raised his bow suddenly and began to accumulate energy.
There was an imperceptible smile on the corner of this Western Shu survivor's mouth.
Two hundred steps!
boom!
Almost at the same time, a huge sound sounded at the same time in the cavalry column outside the deer tail beacon and on the watchtower.
A tall cavalry soldier in the Northern Mang cavalry army shot an arrow, and Guo Xi's arrow happened to be the first choice for that cavalry.
Guo Xi turned his head suddenly, a feathered arrow scratched his cheek, leaving a deep groove of blood, and the entire ear of the deputy commander was buzzing.
And the Beimang archer was pierced through the head by an arrow and fell off his horse.
The distance between the two sides was narrowed by another fifty steps by the rushing horseshoes.
Guo Xi made three arrows in a row.
There were three riders rushing slightly forward, two of them were pierced through the chest by an arrow, and the horses continued to run forward, while their bodies flew backward from the horses and fell heavily on the yellow sandy ground.
One of the riders quickly leaned back, almost leaning on the back of the horse, and barely avoided the feathered arrow.
Sima Zhenming also bent his bow and shot a swift arrow, but the knight in fur who hadn't drawn his bow from the beginning to the end pulled it away with his sword, but even though the arrow was skewed, the scimitar in the hand of the son of Beimang was also thrown away. fall.
Guo Xi opened his mouth and said, "Kill the ones who are the first to kill!"
Sima Zhenming, who moved his feet to avoid the three feathered arrows, hummed lightly.
At one hundred and fifty steps, almost all the Beimang cavalry had thrown out a round of feather arrows, and their accuracy was not bad. Even if Sima Zhenming changed positions, he still had to pull out a few arrows.
Except for the arrow of the master archer, Guo Xi was almost motionless, smashing the oncoming arrows with his iron bow.
Many feather arrows were driven into the orange tree behind Sima Zhenming, the tail trembled violently, and the sound was like buzzing.
There were even a few arrows that directly penetrated the pocket zero, with great force, piercing through the cage and still going diagonally upwards through the air.
The two of them seemed to be in the rain of arrows.
Hundred steps!
Guo Xi took out four feathered arrows from the quiver, and the two squatting Fengzi also got up suddenly, and after finding the aim, the bow was stretched again.
There was a dull and depressing sound of pain from downstairs.
Apparently someone had been shot.
Guo Xi was still outstanding in battle. Lianzhu arrow pierced the armor and killed two people on the spot, and the other two were injured, but their combat strength was still great, but this was enough to make them feel frightened.
A beacon on the watchtower successfully shot a Beimang cavalry soldier in the neck, as if a flower of blood bloomed.
With a face full of surprise, he just wanted to turn his head to report the good news to Pao Ze, but he was immediately dragged down to the ground by Feng Shuai. On the way of his body falling to the ground, this Feng Zi saw the brother named Shao Yuan not far away also fell.
It's just that the face was pierced by two feather arrows.
There was even an arrow stuck in his shoulder.
Sima Zhenming roared angrily: "I'm dying?! Forgot what I said?! If you shoot an arrow, I'll be like a turtle!"
The Fengzi gritted his teeth and wiped his tears with his arm, nodding his head heavily.
Less than fifty steps, it means that this will be the last wave of crossbow arrows from the deer tail beacon.
Sima Zhenming, who stood up and changed places, shot and killed another rider, while Guo Xi, who was targeted by as many as 20 riders, was shot intensively when he first appeared. At that time, Guo Xi's shoulder was still cut off by a feathered arrow.
And the archer Fengzi, who had made a turn at the ghost gate before, was shot through by six or seven feathered arrows when he got up.
The force was so great that it knocked his body backwards, his feet were several inches above the ground. When he fell to the ground, Fengzi, who was facing the sky, was lying in a pool of blood, with a trembling hand stretched out.
But when he died, he still couldn't touch the brand new cold knife on his waist that Fengsui had just replaced last year.
"It's a new wife."
That was the cheers from everyone in Deer Tail Beacon after they got their new knives.
Sima Zhenming's eyes were wet, he put down his bow and arrow and knelt down to help the Fengzi cover his eyes.
He turned his head and asked, "Do you dare to try again?"
Guo Xi, who had already drawn his cold knife, nodded.
One hundred and twenty enemy cavalry, or the rapid charge of the elite cavalry, followed by breaking the door, the second fight in the beacon. In fact, Sima Zhenming knew better than anyone else that the deer tail beacon was destined to be unstoppable.
It depends on how many barbarians of the Northern Mang can be killed.
Sima Zhenming ordered Guo Xi in a deep voice: "I'll go downstairs and guard the door. Vice Marshal Guo, you stay here and look for opportunities to shoot arrows!"
When Sima Zhenming turned to leave, he turned his back to Guo Xi and said, "Even if everyone including me dies, the deer tail beacon has already returned to its original value this time. I thank you on behalf of the dead Beiliang brothers!"
Guo Xi was silent, and he clenched the big iron-bodied bow with five fingers.
When Sima Zhenming was about to walk down the stairs, Guo Xi said calmly, "My real name is Guo Zhen, but now I am Hulukou Deer Tail Beacon, Deputy Commander Guo Xi!"
Sima Zhenming didn't pause, but just raised his hand and clenched his fist suddenly.
Guo Xi wiped his face with his hands, took out an arrow from his quiver, got up one by one and squatted down, without intentionally aiming at all, and shot the arrow.