Dust is flying in the vast Gobi desert.
Countless Northern Barbarian cavalry came in formation and marched slowly.
Under the sky, the dense Northern Barbarian cavalry was like a dark river, slowly flowing in the Gobi desert. But anyone who sees this scene will feel a new sense of anxiety.
Because no one knows when this seemingly gentle river will suddenly become restless and turn into a torrent rolling forward, annihilating everything in front of it.
Water is beneficial to all things without fighting.
But water can also be evil, with huge waves rising to the sky and overturning the world.
Goshawks soar in the sky, sometimes swooping down to bring back weak prey.
On the back of the fiery sweat-blooded horse, the little prince Tuobahun of the Northern Barbarians wrapped himself tightly, with only a pair of falcon-like eyes exposed, staring ahead.
Three fast horses quickly emerged from the horizon, holding the Northern Barbarian Wolf flag in their hands.
Tuoba Hun slowly raised his hand, and the bodyguard behind him immediately blew the horn hung on his horse.
The Northern Barbarian cavalry slowly stopped, waiting for the fast horse in front to approach.
"Report—"
The horse was approaching, and the knight on the horse spoke loudly, "The latest news from the Tang Kingdom is that King Yan is not dead!"
King Yan is not dead!
The news came from the mouths of the knights on horseback. It didn't even need to be spread, and it spread among the northern barbarian cavalry at lightning speed.
In just a moment, all the Northern Barbarian cavalry under Tuobahun knew the bad news.
King Yan Li Zhen is still alive, which is great news for the people of Tang Dynasty. But for the people of the Northern Barbarians, it was shocking news.
King of Yan, King of Hell!
"My warriors, you are afraid!"
"Facing that demon, you have lost the courage of the descendants of the Wolf!"
"Are you going to be cowards for the rest of your life?"
"Are you going to let your children and grandchildren live under the fear of that devil forever?"
"Huang Fengkou, I, Tuobahun, your little prince, will lead the charge!"
"The descendants of the wolf will never be afraid!"
"out-"
Tuobahun raised the morale of the people around him with just a few simple words. As for the other cavalry, he didn't need the little prince to mention them one by one. The people around him would have their own influence.
They are the descendants of the wolf, and they are fearless!
The war horses are galloping, and the target is approaching the yellow wind outlet.
Once upon a time, in the Battle of Huangfengkou, the Northern Barbarians were defeated miserably, which established the reputation of King Li Zhen of Yan.
Now, he, Tuobahun, the little prince of the Northern Barbarians, will take over Huangfengkou and avenge his previous humiliation.
Tuobahun came here and brought ten thousand knights with him, all of whom were three knights per person.
Putting on a surprise attack!
But in fact, Tuobahun did not want to capture Huangfengkou in a surprise attack. He wanted to capture Huangfengkou in an upright manner and let the Tang people know how brave they were in the Northern Barbarians.
…
At this time, at Huangfengkou, above the pass, less than a thousand defenders were waiting.
News of the war has spread back to Datang, and reinforcements are on their way, but no one knows when the reinforcements will arrive.
And before reinforcements arrive, the only thing they can do is fight to the death!
The border troops of the Tang Dynasty were destined to die.
King Yan once broke the backbone of the Northern Barbarians at the entrance of Huangfeng. Now, since they are guarding Huangfengkou, they cannot lose the reputation of King Yan.
"Captain, here we come!"
"coming!"
In the narrow city of Huangfengkou, Renyong Colonel Guan Ting, who commanded a thousand men, was sharpening his sword when his own soldiers suddenly rushed in.
"Let's go and kill the thief!"
Guan Ting picked up the sword and headed outside.
"Wrong, wrong, no, no, yes, reinforcements are coming!"
"What?"
Hearing the words of the soldiers, Guan Ting paused in his steps, "Are the reinforcements coming?"
"Why so fast?"
Ever since the news of the war came, Guan Ting felt that his life had probably come to an end. But he didn't think about running away because he almost became a member of the Tornado Riders.
Now, he wants to prove himself that even if he has not become a member of the Tornado Riders, he, Guan Ting, is still a man.
"Captain, still, still, go and have a look!"
The soldier stammered.
Well, Guan Ting's soldiers stuttered not because they were excited, but because they stuttered in the first place.
So when the imperial court recruited soldiers, his family happily arranged for him to serve as a soldier.
Guan Ting also felt sorry for him, so he took him with him.
However, under normal circumstances, he is not responsible for matters such as sending orders and reporting messages.
When Guan Ting thought of this, his eyes widened immediately, thinking that several other soldiers had gone to the city again.
"Oh my god, these brats, the captain's words have turned a deaf ear to me. If I hadn't seen the Northern Barbarians coming, I would have beaten them!"
Guan Ting strode out of his small courtyard, intending to go see the court's reinforcements first, not knowing whether they could fight.
Then, Guan Ting saw several other of his soldiers, and even many soldiers guarding the pass, running down the pass.
"You little bastards, are you going to heaven?"
"I'm not guarding the pass because I want to—"
Before he finished speaking, Guan Ting was dumbfounded.
Eight Bull Crossbow!
Stacks of 8-niu crossbows are being transported out of the pass, and others are moving racks of 8-niu crossbows onto the pass.
The Eight Ox Crossbow, which required at least six people to carry it, was actually carried by one person.
"I… "
Guan Ting swallowed and looked at Xu Laoer who was carrying the Eight Bull Crossbow up the pass. He just had a feeling, is this still a human being
With such strength, when did the imperial court have such a fierce man
However, Guan Ting's shock had just begun.
Because the number of these eight oxen crossbows is a bit too much.
"Captain, over there, there's more!"
The stuttering soldier pointed to the other side.
There were civilians who came to transport military supplies, but the armors worn by the civilians were of a higher quality than the equipment of the regular army in Huangfengkou.
Of course, this is not the key.
The key is why these so-called civilian men are all carrying crossbows.
No, there are some people who carry strong bows.
Carrying a strong bow and crossbow, do you think this is a civilian man escorting supplies
"shoot-"
The powerful Guan Ting, who was shocked by the reinforcements, was suddenly awakened by a roar. He turned around and saw a volley of eight-niu crossbow fire on the pass wall.
Guan Ting's eyes widened. Isn't this a prodigal
When he hurriedly ran up the city wall, he was even more shocked!
The Eight Bull Crossbows were not only placed on the city wall, but also under the city wall.
In front of the line of sight, on the city wall, the Eight Ox Crossbows under the city wall were clearly firing intensively.
"Hey, my little sister is right!"
On the wall of the pass, Xu Laoer shivered and touched his upper body, a little scared.
Personal martial arts are useless in the face of such a powerful weapon.
Thinking of the scene when Fubao waved his little hand and said "shoot, shoot, shoot", Xu Laoer suddenly felt that practicing martial arts was no longer fun!
No, if practicing martial arts is useless, why does my little sister practice every day
Xu Laoer looked at his eldest brother.
At this time, Boss Xu was also shocked! (End of chapter)