The soldiers were awakened in a dream by their own commanders, grabbed something, and rushed out of the camp. They were greeted by whistling crossbow arrows, and the Xiongnu men and Mo disciples took advantage of the lights in the camp to condescendingly shoot at the Wu soldiers who ran out. The powerful crossbow arrows kept taking away fresh lives one by one, and as soon as Ning Yixi went out, the guards around him screamed and were shot to death.

Ning Yixi slipped under his feet and fell a dog to grab, it was really a dog snatching and a bunch of yellow and mushy things to make him face. There was also an undigested dried vegetable leaf sticking to his cheeks, and Ning Yixi retched for a while.

"Fuck, light a beacon. Igniting the Beacon"

Ning Yixi, who had finished spitting, roared, drew his sword and called out his centurion.

"General, the beacon tower is occupied by them."

A centurion pointed to a goshawk that was constantly shooting arrows downward from the beacon tower. With the goshawk's archery, almost every arrow pierces a skull. The mad bear stood at the entrance of the beacon, its mace covered in blood and minced flesh. All the soldiers are retreating, and this killing god in front of them is really powerful. No one dared to step forward to die, and the fierce bear in his eyes was the demon god of hell. But the goshawk's arrows fell on their heads again, and the sword and shield hands were better. Those halberds were unlucky, and without the slightest protection, they became the goshawk's preferred targets.

"Bow battalion, line up to press them down."

The centurion of the bow and crossbow battalion gathered his men, only to find that the people on the wall could not see it at all. There was not a single light on the entire wall, and crossbow arrows were constantly being fired in the dark.

"General, I can't see it."

"Stupid, shoot the beacon. As long as the beacon tower is taken and the beacon is lit, reinforcements will be available in two hours at most. ”

Ning Yixi's eyes were red, and he grabbed the neck of the centurion of the bow battalion and shouted.

"No"

Just adjusted the team and prepared to fire a salvo at the beacon tower, there was a "boom". The huge gate was split in half, and a large and two small demon gods wearing iron helmets and cowhide armor appeared at the gate of the walled wall.

Batu was like three tigers that had rushed into a flock of sheep, and the four hundred crossbowmen who had just formed a team were immediately thrown into disarray. The big axe of the bull was just a casual round, and it knocked down five or six people. A sword and shield hand rushed up with a knife while the old force of the brute bull had just gone, and the new force had not yet arrived. Unexpectedly, the brute bull raised his foot and kicked it on his shield. The eight-foot-tall strong man was stunned and was kicked away and hit the wall, although he was fractured, he was still alive.

Batu held two double knives and flew up and down. Under the light of the lights, it danced like a moving ball of light, which frantically strangled a soldier who dared to approach. A military academy armed with a halberd wanted to use the advantage of the halberd to pierce this ball of light, but as soon as the tip of the halberd touched, he heard a "click". The tip of the halberd made of cast iron actually broke in half, just when the military academy was surprised. The white light flashed in front of him, and the military academy hurriedly blocked it with the halberd in his hand.

Batu hated such a sneak attack the most, and the sharp saber in his hand cut through the halberd, and even the halberd was split in half. The soldiers were in an uproar and ran in all directions to avoid this killing god.

The sledgehammer is the most honest, no matter who it encounters, it doesn't matter what blade the opponent uses or what kind of armor he wears. He only attacks one part of the opponent, and that is the head. And the shot was fast and accurate, and no Wu Jun's military academy could dodge the sledgehammer stained with brains.

The three mad tigers drove the military cadets of the Wu army together like ducks, and the Xiongnu men and the disciples of the Mo family on the walled city desperately shot a target that could move.

Seeing the rise of the three killings, the bear roared and asked the people behind him to guard the beacon tower. actually rushed under the beacon tower, bringing up a puddle of blood along the way, leaving stumps and broken arms along the way. The four killing gods gathered together and roared to drive the Wu army's soldiers to a corner of the military village.

The soldiers of the Wu army cried and shouted to their mothers to retreat, and the slow ones were ruthlessly killed by the four people.

Once again, the power of example is endless.

Some fierce Hun men on the walled city threw the iron-tired crossbow, grabbed their sabers and jumped off the walled city. With the four fierce beasts, the Wu soldiers who scattered and fled.

Ning Yixi's anxious eyes were on fire, the vicious crossbow arrows on the walled wall were extremely accurate, and every shot took away a person's life, and these fierce beasts under the walled wall were simply not human. Reaping human life is like harvesting wheat in autumn, especially the largest one. He actually grabbed two legs of a human being, and tore a guy who had struck him in half, and now he was wielding the stump of two halves of the human body in his hand.

And the waving ball of light was crushing a qiē that came across on the road, whether it was a human tent or a military horse. I don't know what kind of blade was used, but the huge horse's head was actually split in half.

There are also two guys who like to knock people's skulls next to them, and the mace and sledgehammer have been wrapped in gray and white brains. The ticking is still dripping, and it makes people sick to look at.

His soldiers were already frightened, and they no longer had the courage to resist. just blindly retreated to the corner of the military village, Ning Yixi knew that when they retreated into a ball. Then it became a turtle in an urn, and it was impossible to run again.

Flying over the military horse led by his own soldiers, Ning Yixi rushed towards the gate with a knock on his legs. The two soldiers behind him did the same, and they also flew on their horses at the same time. But as soon as they jumped on their horses, the stumps of the two halves of the human body smashed them off.

The brute bull strode over, and Ning Yixi hurriedly urged the war horse in his hand.

"Damn, I don't believe that you hit the horse. Kill your big guy. ”

Ning Yixi roared angrily, he had been in the army for more than ten years, and it was the first time he had seen such a tragic battle today.

The brute bull galloped in great strides, and when he saw the military horse galloping towards him, he did not dodge or avoid a strange roar in his mouth. raised his right fist and smashed straight at the horse's head, "Bang" The head of the war horse was actually smashed by the bull, and the squeezed horse's eyes flew out of the distance. As soon as the front legs of the war horse knelt, Ning Yixi flew out like a cannonball.

After rolling on the ground a few times, Ning Yixi, who was smashed, was covered with feces, urine and blood, and a freshly shattered skull in front of him was still steaming. I just wanted to get up, but suddenly I felt that my legs were caught in iron tongs. Looking back, it was the brute bull who caught his legs. Ning Yixi was shocked, ah~~~~~~

"Sting" Ning Yixi was torn apart by the brute bull, and the screams only lasted half before they stopped abruptly.

The internal organs of Lala were thrown everywhere along with the torn corpse, the blood seemed to be a flood that burst the embankment, and the blue-gray intestines squirmed and spilled all over the ground.

The Wu army, which had lost its commander, was completely in chaos at this time, and many people knelt on the ground and begged for mercy. The Huns had never been in the habit of taking prisoners of war, and a large pool of blood soared, and the head of a soldier kneeling on the ground rose to the sky. Another soldier, who wanted to stand up and fight, was cut in half by his saber.

At dawn, when Yun Xiao walked into this military village that he had just come to yesterday. Blood had already covered the horse's hooves, and there were stumps and broken arms everywhere. The heavy smell of blood hurts people's brains, and the Hun men are mending knives to the wailing people.

Yun Xiao's horse's hooves clattered and shattered a skull, is this still the same military village full of people yesterday? This place is comparable to the Shura Slaughterhouse. Fortunately, Batu stopped his men at the last moment, and more than 30 Wu soldiers were kept as coolies. Now this human purgatory is being cleaned, and the corpses of Sergeant Wu have been gathered together. The high stack formed a small mountain, and the brute bull was sitting on the top and munching on a pig's hind leg, and the blood condensed up and down his body could already be counted as a layer of armor, an inch thick. The pork leg was the trophy he found in Wu Jun's kitchen, and the half-cooked pork was swallowed into his stomach by him with blood tendons, and those who didn't know thought he was eating human flesh.

The disciples of the Mo family were dirty, and they all sat on the wall. Looking at the miserable scene below, I have no appetite for eating.

Batu was directing the Huns to clean up the mess, and the sledgehammer and the bear ran into Ning Yixi's big tent to sleep, and now the entire military village is cleaner. The sledgehammer and mace were all in his arms, and they looked like they were one size bigger.

"Don't pack up, let these people carry things to the wagon now. Forty wagons and eighteen ox carts were filled for me. ”

"No"

"Batu came with you, we have three hundred guests to greet today."

"No"

Batu greeted, and the Hun man, who had been killed all night, ran out of the military village and flew on his horse, waiting for Yun Xiao's review.

Looking at the Huns covered in dirt and blood, Yun Xiao sighed a lot. This is a soldier who can fight, if he changes the Yun family's Zhuang household, now it is not for the spoils of war to rob the inseparable hand, but on the wall with the Mo family disciples.

This is the difference between being born in peace and being born in struggle, and the Han family is accustomed to asking God for things. Growing crops and raising silkworms is not the same. And the peoples on the grassland are more inclined to rob, cattle and sheep pastures, if you don't give it to me, you will rob it.

The wolf-like nation is really qualitatively different from the sheep-like nation, and it seems that he has a long way to go to let the Han family regain his wolf nature.

galloped all the way to the woods that had been selected, hid the military horses, and the Hun men began to eat. Beef jerky with scallion pancakes, which is the best marching ration. Yun Xiao decided to get a military kettle for each of them when he went back. In this way, a single soldier can carry several days' rations in the future, and a cavalry like them with one man and two horses, the number of mobile kilometers in a few days is absolutely considerable, and it is definitely the best choice for long-distance running.

The warm sun on the spring day makes people drowsy. When the sentry rider was released, the whole forest was snored.