Yun Xiao swore that he never thought that he would be so happy to see Wei Juan, from his nose to his eyes and how pleasing to the eyes was with that big mouth that could eat.

When I go back, I have to kowtow to Liu Qi for everything. The old man takes care of himself too much, five thousand feather forest. This is not those crooked melons and cracked dates, this is really the elite of the elite of the big man. The emperor's pro-army, each of them was selected from thousands of people in the northern army.

Yun Xiao hugged Wei Juan's moved nonsense, and he didn't know what he said. There are 5,000 feathers here, so I am not afraid that the imperial court will not send reinforcements over. No one dares to watch the emperor's pro-army being eaten, Wei Juan's recital is 10,000 times better than his own, and his own recital Liu Qi may use it to wipe his buttocks. But Wei Juan's recital must work.

"Okay, I know that you are working hard, brother, this is not here to help you."

Wei Juan patted Yun Xiao's shoulder as if comforting a child. After all, he is still a seventeen or eighteen-year-old child, although he has been through the battle, his mind is a little worse after all. Wei Juan thought with a smile.

But when he saw the mountain of human heads, he finally couldn't laugh. Climbing the city wall and looking inside and outside the Great Wall by moonlight can only be described as corpses strewn all over the field. The embers of the cremation on both sides had not yet been extinguished, and the air was filled with a suffocating stench of burning. Even the hungry wolves on the steppes hid far away, reluctant to approach the Great Wall.

The blood ice on the city wall can be an inch thick, and the red blood ice at the pass where the battle is most tragic is as thick as a city brick. The white moonlight showed a demonic red, and the red made people's hearts chill.

The barracks were full of sackcloth-wrapped guys, and almost no one was unwounded. Over here. Being slashed and stitched up a few times is no longer called an injury. Only those who lack arms and legs are considered wounded.

Wang Xiaoer grinned when he saw Yun Xiao coming, and continued to drink his porridge. Wei Juan noticed that the kid's four front teeth were missing, and his lips were deflated like an old lady.

"He had a good fate, and a Hun smashed his big shield with a mace. As a result, the edge of the shield hit the mouth, and after the tooth was gone, he could only drink porridge to survive. The one was even worse, and he was actually shot on the little brother by a stray arrow. You are familiar with the people in the palace, see if you can find him a job. ”

Yun Xiao saw Wei Wan's eyes full of doubts, and explained.

"Brother has suffered for you, you have worked hard for this spiritual martial arts."

When Wei Juan saw the marks of the knife and axe on the brute bull, he patted Yun Xiao's shoulder and said sincerely. The captains of Yulin looked at the one in front of them. The drums are beating in my heart. The Eastern Front is already miserable. I didn't expect that the Western Front was much more tragic than the Eastern Front.

The Huns had already been released, and when the corpses under the city were cremated, they rushed up by the bright moonlight. The silvery white moonlight reflected off the snow, illuminating the entire land as if it were day. The remains of the embers were trampled into the mud by felt boots. The Huns carried the ashes of their compatriots on their feet and launched a night battle at Lingwu Pass.

"Brother. Let your people go down. Today, let these Huns see the Yulin warriors of the Han Dynasty. Wei Juan patted Yun Xiao on the shoulder. He knew that Yun Xiao's men were already at the end of their crossbows. If he came a day or two late, it was likely that the Lingwu Pass had already been breached.

"Brothers, I have always thought that our Yulin Warriors were the strongest army in the Han Dynasty. Now I don't dare to say such things. Because the man standing in front of you is the first iron army of the great man. If anyone is not convinced, draw your sword. Prove your bravery with the blood of your enemies, and prove that the warriors of the Feather Forest are invincible.

Brothers, kill! ”

"Huh" Wei Juan drew his sword and rushed to the city along the road first.

Under the silver moon, a big man riding a white horse and wearing a big coat waved his horsewhip. Tens of thousands of Huns rushed to Lingwu Pass with a ladder.

The military minister Shan Yu reined in the white horse under his crotch and watched his most elite cavalry rush forward. These cavalrymen carried the ladder on foot, braved the cold northern scenery, carried their swords and launched the final assault on the crumbling Lingwu Pass.

For twenty days, the 30,000 horsemen of Toulon were filled in. The additional 20,000 horses were also filled in, and today the military minister Shan Yu had red eyes and sent out his 10,000 personal guards. Today, even if you bite your teeth, you have to gnaw down this damn Lingwu Pass, and you want to bite all the Han soldiers on the pass to death.

But he never dreamed that the current Lingwu Pass had been replaced. The defenders are no longer those Longyou soldiers and tun soldiers who are unbearable to fight, but the Yulin guards of the Han Emperor's pro-army.

Heaven seems to think that those little trash fish are not good together, and it decided to make it more exciting. So the Xiongnu Shan Yu and the pro-army of the emperor of the Han Dynasty collided together like two speeding trucks at Lingwu Pass.

A piece of flesh and blood flew on the city wall, after paying thousands of lives. The Huns finally stood on the city wall and began to fight hand-to-hand with the Yulin guards.

The soldiers of both sides of the war had the blood of honor in their veins, and they slashed at each other with knives. Stumps and handfuls of blood spilled under the silver moon, and the heads of the rolling people were kicked and trampled under their feet.

The halberd is broken with a sharp sword, and the sword is broken with a dagger. The dagger was blunted with a fist, and the fist was chopped off with teeth. The red feather feather, which symbolizes the honor of the Han Dynasty, and the white felt hat, which symbolizes the bravery of the Great Huns, fought to the death in the moonlight. They are like two vicious dogs of war, constantly leaving marks on each other's bodies with their fangs and claws, without any regard for their own intestines.

Two hours, two short hours. The walls of Lingwu Pass were refilled with stumps and severed arms, and the internal organs of the human body were thrown everywhere. All the people walk on their feet because they will fall if they are not careful. Then he got back up covered in blood and brains.

The blood ice on the bricks was melted by the blood, and then frozen by the cold wind of the grassland, and the knots became thicker.

The tenacious Huns were finally repulsed, and Wei Wan stared blankly at the morning star hanging in the sky. In his nearly 30 years in the army, he has never experienced such a tragic battle. All the Feather Forest guards sat down on the ground, and they didn't even care about the scarlet daze that they usually cherished.

In addition to the painful hiss of the wounded, the entire Lingwu Pass was the wheezing sound like pulling the bellows, and oh, there was also the whirring grassland north wind.

Those who can spew white gas from their mouths are living people, and those who can't spew out will no longer have to fight. The Five Thousand Feather Forest was killed by the powerful Da Dan Yu Qin Wei in two hours, and of course, as the besieging side, their losses were even more severe.

The corpses piled up under the wall for two miles were two layers thick, and the place where the corpses had just been cremated was re-covered with corpses. This time, not only were their felt boots stained with the ashes of their robes. Even if there are a lot of stains on their faces, maybe it won't be long before their bodies will be set on fire.

The stiff corpse was scorched by the fire like its predecessors, swaying in pain in the fire. Then they were turned into ashes and trampled under the feet of other Huns.

The military minister Shan Yu was about to go crazy, and blood was already flowing from the corners of his eyes. These people are all their own personal guards, and they are all good men and skilled in bows and horses. And they have all followed their diehards since childhood, isn't this damn Lingwu Pass already crumbling. Why is there such a strong combat power?

The people who retreated counted it, and there were only more than 5,000 people who could still move. The military minister Shan Yu was very curious about what kind of people were on the gate, who could actually kill his most powerful personal soldier so much.

"Big order, look at this."

Zhongxingyue handed over a helmet with a red feather, and by looking at the style, he knew that it was the helmet of the Han army.

"What's wrong with this, isn't it just a helmet?"

The military minister glanced at it and said disdainfully.

"Da Danyu, this is no ordinary helmet. There is only one soldier wearing such a helmet in the Great Han Dynasty, and that is the pro-army of the emperor's majesty, the Yulin guard. They are all the essence of the Han army, the emperor's pro-army selected by thousands of people. ”

"Oh, you're saying that those people at Lingwu Pass are the pro-army of the Han Emperor. Could it be that the emperor of the Great Han will be on the other side? ”

The military minister Shan Yu took over the Han-style helmet, and he was a little more acceptable to such a result. After all, it wasn't some nobody who defeated his own personal guards.

"The emperor of the Han Dynasty doesn't know if the old slave is on the other side, but the old slave knows. The general who leads the troops on the opposite side must not be simple, maybe it is which prince it is. At least one of the royal family, otherwise there would be no Yulin guards to come to support him. (To be continued......)