? ? ? ? Three years ago, at the border of the country of Chasing Cloud, Yandu, two hundred miles to the east was Beihong Mountain.
? ? ? The barbarians have been eager to chase the rich land of the cloud country for a long time, and are dissatisfied with the cowardly emperor of the cloud country, so they have no means and achievements but enjoy the sacrifices of their subjects for nothing. They have repeatedly launched wars. Today's battle is the most critical one.
The two armies have been in a stalemate for more than two months. The soldiers are exhausted, and the king’s grain and grass have not been delivered. But the aspiration to defend the home and the country has become more and more determined. The soldiers are all hanging their last bit of strength. , Just wait for a fierce battle at midnight today. ? ? ? ?
In the Yandu battlefield, the increasingly cold weather made the already bleak and desolate battlefield even more gloomy. The heads and blood sprinkled by the soldiers who chased the cloud nation in the past two months were finally covered by a layer of heavy snow for three consecutive days. Cover up, when it was already ugly, the heavy snow had stopped, the bright moon was hanging high, and there was no star, which made people scared, and the cold brilliance fell on the white and vast snow, and it reflected a piece of light.
In such a quiet Yandu, the sound of uniform footsteps began to be heard from the east, but they seemed to be deliberately suppressed, light, slow, and cautious.
To the east of Yandu, the army of the country chasing the clouds, while to the west, the enemy army of the barbarian tribe.
The soldiers from the east stepped faster, solemnly holding the escape in his hand, the arrow behind, looking far away, looking at the general Feng Yi, who had always been convinced, and hoped that the raid at midnight would defeat the barbarian army.
Sitting on the horse, Feng Yi has a solemn gaze. In the battle of tonight, when the barbarian army is resting, he will launch a surprise attack and take the barbarian chieftain. The royal capital has not reached the forage and grass. His soldiers have survived the hunger and poverty. In January, if you wait any longer, when the ammunition and food are exhausted, it will be the day when the barbarians won the chasing cloud country in one fell swoop. Tonight is the best way to fight, but if it fails, it will lose. The lives of many soldiers are still in their hands, and their own thoughts cannot harm them.
After this, Feng Yisi stared at the barbarian camp in the west that was getting closer, and waved his left hand to signal that the rear army was ready to attack.
Suddenly, the team's walking speed increased, the wind was generally slippery, and under the bright moon and radiance, only people were seen.
"Kill!"
"Kill!"
The slogans one after another began to remember that when the army of the cloud chasing country entered the barbarian territory, they showed their courage and spirit, and saw one kill the other.
But the originally dim camp began to be lit by candlelight, and countless barbarians held torches and bayonet, surrounded from all directions.
The sound of the sword sinking into the flesh rang in the originally quiet Yandu battlefield, and the blood spurted on the white snow, which was even more dazzling.
The barbarian soldier holding the sword is like a regional evil spirit, taking advantage of the time when the soldiers of the cloud country are not ready to seal the throat with a knife, or stab the heart directly.
"Retreat! Retreat! Retreat!"
Feng Yi shouted, shocked in his heart.
During the raid tonight, the enemy should not be aware of the situation. The barbarians have set up a circle to wait for them to drill. The most important thing now is not to let their soldiers sacrifice in vain and hit the enemy's sword. .
"My barbarian, won't let you run away like this!"
The barbarian general with a grinning smile came on horseback, looked at Feng Yi with disdain, raised his broadsword, and rushed towards Feng Yi.
With a buzzing sound, the swords collided, Feng Yi gritted his teeth and flew into the air. The sword's heart pointed to the center of the barbarian general's brows. The latter flipped his sword and sneered.
"Tonight, is the day when you chase the cloud country defeated, let go of your arrows!"
With an order, countless arrows rose.
When Feng Yi was fighting the barbarian general, he still had to guard against arrows going back and forth. He couldn't tell his mind, and he had already hit countless arrows on his body.
"If I follow your barbaric way today, I will die and I will die with you!"
Feng Yi folds down the arrow pierced on his body, blood is gushing, the man's face remains unchanged, he only raised his sword forward, the sword light shining brightly in the moonlight.
Seeing Feng Yi rushing toward him so desperately in the arrow formation, the barbarian general's heart was filled with a trace of fear, and then filled with anger, raising the knife also stepped forward.
The wind and snow came again, and the entire Yandu, under the thick white snow curtain, could only see the arrows and silver swords coming and going.
Another burst of blood spurted on Feng Yi's face, and under the pale moonlight, two people on horseback pierced the cold blade into the opponent's atrium at the same time.
Feng Yi didn't close his eyes, staring at the clean night above his head, watching a star, which gradually brightened.
The snow in Yandu is getting bigger and bigger. Nobody knows which direction the biting cold wind is coming from, but the moonlight is not very clear. A man wearing black armor and holding a bronze sword is breathless. , From the moment, slowly fell down, fell on the snow, that stalwart figure, snow flying, could not be erased.