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It was late at night, there was darkness between the sky and the earth, and the cold wind from outside the Yanmen Pass roared, carrying a large strand of gravel and ice slag and slapping on the armor iron blades of the commander of the Bingzhou Army, 6 Yao, making a fine and sharp sound. (Please search Bayi Chinese Net, the fastest updated novel website!) Although he has been away from his hometown for many years, he still does not adapt to the cold climate of the north. He shuddered, reaching out and rubbing his stiff face hard.

The fierce attack and defense of the day and night caused many damages to the wall, and the sand collapsed to form gaps. The Jin army began to make wooden fences to block the gaps in the evening, and then filled in the soil behind the wooden fences. Everyone knows that the more hope they have for their own survival, the more they have to do it, so they dare not slack off on this work. The Hu people, on the other hand, constantly sent small elite troops to harass the Jin army's efforts, and even tried to break into the village through these openings at one point. The two sides were entangled until midnight.

Just now, 6 Yao finally led the soldiers to install the last section of the wooden fence in place, during which he repelled two waves of harassment by the Hu people, leaving dozens of corpses inside and outside the wall. At this moment, he once again patrolled the wall, beware of any possible omissions.

Several soldiers followed behind 6 Yao, and along the way they checked the new corpses on the wall, as long as they were now Huns, they all made a deep stab in the throat. The Huns were fierce by nature, even if they were seriously injured and fainted, they still threw themselves into battle after they came to their senses. Suddenly a rampaging Hun jumped out of the pile of dead people and killed all directions, this kind of thing has happened many times. The Jin army's countermeasures were simple: after the battle, they would all make up for the sword to prevent future troubles.

Sure enough, the same thing happened again this time. A Hun "corpse" around the corner suddenly jumped up and swung a short knife at 6 Yao, who was facing away from him. As an officer, 6 Haruka's armor and uniform color are different from ordinary soldiers. The Huns have undoubtedly been planning for a long time, not only with accurate goals, but also extremely fast.

Hearing the wind in the back of his head, 6 Haruka turned around sharply. Rao was quick with his eyes, and he only had time to grab the palm and handle of the enemy's knife, but he was pushed by the force that rushed to fit him and staggered a few steps, and his back slammed into the battlement. The Huns pressed almost the weight of their entire body on the hilt of the knife, and the tip of the Xueliang knife was no more than an inch away from the front of 6.

6 Yao's face did not change at all, and he pressed against the deadly short knife, and his five fingers slammed into force. The thick palm of the Hu man's stubby made a tooth-aching cracking sound, and it was twisted and twisted. 6 Yao then reversed the direction of the short knife and stabbed it into Hu Ren's chest, reaching the handle.

The man's eyes widened violently, and his limbs struggled a few times, but he stopped moving.

6 Yao pushed Hu Ren's body away in disgust, and stood up straight to tidy up his scattered robes. Only then did several soldiers react and rushed to the rescue. They scolded angrily, and slashed the Hu people in the throat several times, even if this guy had three lives, he couldn't die anymore.

6. Haruka himself doesn't have any tension about near-dying. Ignoring the admiring eyes of his soldiers, he stared intently at the mountains in the distance, where the inky night sky blended with the undulating mountains and made it difficult to distinguish. Presumably, countless fierce and wolf-like Huns are hiding in it, eyeing this small village.

Maybe it's going to kill you! 6 Haruka smiled bitterly, and he subconsciously pressed the metacarpal bone of his left hand with his right hand until the bone made a "gege" bounce sound.

It's a little strange to say, 6 Yao has felt different since he was a child, and he can't help but have a strong premonition that "the sky will descend on people". Because of this bad problem, he has suffered a lot and suffered a lot of losses, but he always stubbornly feels that his ideas are not wrong. Now, I have finally reached a desperate situation, but this idea has not only not dissipated, but has become more and more strengthened.

Jump the track! Jump the track! 6Haruka shook his head, kicking the bizarre thoughts out of his mind.

Alas...... What have you done in your more than 20 years of life? If you think about it carefully, it seems that there is nothing to describe, just a blank rise and fall with the tide of fate, constantly wandering around. Anyway, this meaningless life, even if it reaches the end! 6 Haruka sighed and walked down the wall.

It is a nameless ancient walled city. The village is built according to the mountain, the rear uses the steep mountain cliff as a barrier, it is very precipitous, the wall of the village is built with a fine loess plate, it is estimated that some work has been done in that year. The walled city has been abandoned for a long time, and there is not a single inhabitant in the wall, and it is overgrown with thorns and weeds. Most of the buildings have also collapsed, and only a few crooked earthen walls can barely withstand the cold winds.

6Haruka rubbed his almost frozen hands together and walked around a wall of dirt. In the corner behind the wall, just sheltered from the wind, a small bonfire was flickering and flickering. Several people who were squatting or sitting around the bonfire saw 6 Yao approaching and stood up one after another.

6 Yao rushed forward to help a trembling middle-aged scribe who was about to stand up back to his place, and found a place to sit cross-legged on a slightly clean ground. The middle-aged scribe originally had a clear face and elegant eyebrows, but at this moment, half of his body was wrapped in white cloth, his robe was stained with blood in many places, and the long sword that had cut a few gaps was slanted into his waist, looking like he had been after a bloody battle.

"6th Army Master, I didn't expect us to fall into such a situation!" The middle-aged scribe looked at 6 Yao for a long time in a daze, and let out a long sigh of extreme heartache.

6Haruka just silently put his hands close to the bonfire and baked, but did not speak. This middle-aged scribe's name is Yang Yi, and the word friend is that the official worships the Chinese soldiers and joins the army, and he is one of the staff officers relied on by the general Nie Xuan, the commander of the army. According to 6 Yao's original intention, he almost had to scold Yang Yi before he was happy. But the ups and downs of life over the years have made 6 Haruka particularly good at hiding his true thoughts, and under the light of the fire, there is a middle-distance respect between his eyebrows, and there is no expression in addition.

Others may not have such a good self-cultivation as 6 Yao.

An officer who clasped his hands in front of his chest and stood alone in the wind said coldly: "The imperial court has raised tens of thousands of elite troops to exterminate the tired army of the Xiongnu this time, and the odds of victory should be in hand. How could Nie Xuan, the general of the accumulation shooting, who was the former governor, arrogant and arrogant, and rushed forward with light troops, and even reported more than ten times to the Jiewen after a few small victories along the way, but he didn't know that he had already fallen into the ambush of the Hu people. Why have we come to this point? Yang joined the army and still didn't think of the reason? With these words in a loud voice, he strode in front of Yang Yi, the dancing fire light reflected on the left half of his face, and there was only a bloody hole left where it should have been an eye, which made people shudder.

This person is Wang Wei, a subordinate of Chen Yong, the captain of the Yue Cavalry, and his personality is extremely strong. Chen Yong's men and horses can be said to have been indirectly killed by Nie Xuan's rash attack on the enemy, and he naturally hated Yang Yi as Nie Xuan's staff officer.

Pressed to his eyes by Wang Wei's blood-stained face, Yang Yi couldn't help but turn pale, but he didn't back down: "Where is General Nie to fight for merit?" I just know that Chen is incompetent and unbearable, so I have to be like this! ”

"Fart!" Wang Wei scolded angrily.

Yang Yi ignored it and continued: "If it weren't for Chen Yong's inability to patrol the battle, where would the Hu people have the slightest chance? In my opinion, Chen Yong, a villain who is afraid of the enemy like a tiger, is the culprit! ”

Wang Wei couldn't help but be furious, and knocked Yang Yi to the ground with a blow to the chest: "Rats, when I don't dare to kill you?" ”

Yang Yi fell to the ground suddenly, and blood immediately oozed from the bandage. He was much tougher than ordinary scribes, he actually gritted his teeth and endured the pain, and sneered: "Old pawn, of course you can kill me, but you can be reincarnated one day earlier!" It turned out that Yang Yi believed in the Futu Sect from the Tianzhu Kingdom in the Western Regions, and the Futu Sect preached the "Six Realms of Reincarnation": the soul of a person is immortal after death, and according to the size of good and evil before life and the depth of cultivation, it will rise and fall between the three worlds and the six realms, and be reincarnated. The implication of his words is clearly that it makes no difference if you die early or late at this point, and once the city is broken tomorrow, with the ferocity of the Hu people, it will definitely be a chicken and a dog.

Wang Wei couldn't help but be frustrated, turned his head and sat back in place, never looking at Yang Yi again. And the atmosphere of the scene was even more depressing.

"It's not far from Huguan...... Maybe tomorrow there will be reinforcements to save us......" said another officer, Chen Yiqiang, cheering himself up. The others looked at him, but none of them spoke. Dongying Gong still has 10,000 soldiers in Huguan, if they were interested in receiving the defeated soldiers, they would have already been dispatched, how could they still fall into such a desperate situation? Although Chen Yi cheered everyone up, everyone sighed and fell into pessimism and despair.

"It's unrealistic to count on reinforcements. The main force of the Bingzhou Army was almost all defeated this time, and the troops left behind by the Shangdang side were all the old foundations of Dongying Gong and the real descendants. What kind of character is Dong Yinggong, doesn't General Chen know? There is really no need to look forward to this. 6 Haruka looked at the expressions of the crowd and continued with vigor: "But if it is said that there is no hope, it may not be. ”

"Oh?" A big man sat down beside the fire. This person is the military master Xue Tong.

Xue Tong's figure is much taller than ordinary people, and he has broad shoulders and a round waist, and he is as powerful as a door god. His armor was covered in blood, and at first glance it looked hideous.

Three days ago, in the bloody battle of Daling, the Jin army collapsed layer by layer, and countless routs and wolves rushed to the ground. Only a very small number of troops were able to keep their ranks in order, and the 6th Remote Station Division was one of them. They avoided the large army of the Xiongnu in a roundabout way, and quickly eliminated the smaller ones, during which they absorbed several Jin armies led by Xue Tong, Wang Wei, Yang Yi and others, and successively broke through the tail pursuit and interception of several groups of enemy troops, and retreated sharply eastward along the turbid Zhangshui.

However, the Hu people's army was dominated by cavalry, and even if the Jin army ran almost sleepless among the mountains, it could not completely throw off the pursuers. The two armies fought for several days, and the Jin army had to retreat into the abandoned walled city. The Huns then surrounded the stockade and attacked from all sides. The extremely tragic offensive and defensive battle lasted for a whole day, and the number of Jin troops in the village was reduced from more than 1,000 to less than 600, and the rest were all wounded.

Although Xue Tong is a brave general who takes the lead on the battlefield, when facing such a desperate situation, there are still thousands of thoughts in his heart. When I raised my eyes, I saw 6 Yao sitting cross-legged, his attitude calm and calm, and it was not unusual at all.

"What's the idea for TD?" Xue Tong asked loudly.

6 Yao stared at the fire and said slowly: "The only thing you can rely on at this time is courage, and there is no magic plan. ”

He gritted his teeth and continued: "The Huns won the decisive battle of the Great Tomb, and the pursuit and killing of the armies was like driving pigs and sheep, thinking that there would be no opponents from now on, and this so-called arrogant soldier was also. And the enemy army that surrounded us, since it was ordered to pursue it three days ago, has driven hundreds of miles and gone through more than 60 bitter battles. Proud and tired, although there are many soldiers and horses, we may have a chance! Tonight we will select a hundred strong soldiers, let them eat and drink and rest well. Tomorrow's battle, first defend the walled city for half a day, wait for the enemy to retreat a little bit, I personally lead a hundred warriors to attack the enemy camp, and break it in one fell swoop! ”

He glanced at the generals around him: "What do you think?" ”

The generals looked at each other and were speechless for a long time. Chen Yi coughed a few times and said, "This plan is too dangerous!" Too dangerous! Or stick to the top and wait for help. ”

Before the words fell, Xue Tong grabbed Chen Yi's Legion Silk Silk, and pushed him far away. Chen Yi couldn't stand enough and fell to the ground, her teeth cracked in pain, but she didn't dare to argue forward.

Xue Tong stood beside 6 Yao, looking at the others with blazing eyes: "In the current situation, to defend is to defend to death, it is better to take risks." I have heard it said in the art of war that if one man surrenders his life, he is afraid of a thousand people, let alone a hundred warriors who swear to die. 6 General's idea is very good, my old Xue agrees! ”

Xue Tong and 6 Yao belong to different generals, and they originally had no friendship, but the experience of fighting the enemy side by side in the past few days made Xue Tong extremely admired 6 Yao. And he was originally a character who would rather be a broken jade than a complete tile, 6 Yao mentioned yì to fight with strange soldiers, and Xue Tong was the first to agree.

Strictly speaking, what 6 Yao is proposing is not a clever plan, it is just a decisive blow to get lucky. But in such a shape, it's a death anyway, so you might as well go out and fight.

6. The soldiers led by Xue and the others exceeded seventy percent of the existing troops, and since they were determined to do so, the opinions of others were actually irrelevant. 6 Yao got up and arched his hand to the generals, and then went with Xue Tong to select the warriors who would surprise the enemy the next day.

The walled city was full of ruins, and a short walk along a low wall was where the soldiers rested, bypassing the fire where the officers were standing. The soldiers lay on their backs, some were asleep, some were chatting, and some of the wounded were making miserable lows from time to time.

Xue Tong summoned a chief, and was about to give a command, when he suddenly heard a burst of crying in the night wind.

This kind of thing has always been a taboo in the army, and at this time, Xue Tong was even more angry, and he scolded with a tiger: "Which guy without eggs is crying!" The surname Xue will hack you alive now! This loud shout suddenly thundered on the ground, and the ears of everyone around him were buzzing.

The crying stopped abruptly, and even the whispering disappeared completely. Xue Tong turned around a few times in place, only to feel that the blood in his chest could no longer be suppressed, and he suddenly swung out a big knife and slashed at the void. His martial arts were already strong, but at this time, he inadvertently met with his mind, and a fierce sword wind flew wildly to the sky with the sword momentum, breaking through the air.

"Good knives! Good knife technique! 6 Suddenly.

Xue Tong put the knife into the sheath and said with a wry smile: "This knife is my family heirloom, although it is not a sword and sword that has been passed down through the ages, but it is also considered to be the best in the knife." Today's official casting swords are far inferior. He only said that the knife was good and did not praise the knife technique, but it was humble, and he unsheathed the knife and handed it to 6 Yao.

6 Haruka took it and took a closer look. This knife has a peculiar form, the blade is longer than the general ring knife, the handle can be held in both hands, the tail of the handle is triangular, the weight is at least more than 30 catties, he pulled out the knife suddenly, only to see the knife light rippling like water waves, it is indeed a rare good knife, and there is a row of small characters engraved on the spine.

"Seventy-two refining ......" 6 Yao read in a low voice, slightly bowed: "A hundred years ago." The sword-casting master Pu Yuan was invited by the ancestor of Shu Han to cast 500 sabers in Chengdu, and only the meritorious generals were given a handle. Presumably this is one of them, it turns out that Brother Xue was born in the Xue clan in Hedong, and he is disrespectful. ”

Xue Tong was taken aback, he was a disciple of the Xue clan in Hedong. The Xue clan was originally a wealthy clan in Pei County, Xuzhou, and at the end of the Han Dynasty, some clansmen followed Zhaolie Emperor Liu Bei to fight in the south and north, so as to get the saber cast by Pu Yuan. After the death of Shu Han, the imperial court was afraid of the Xue family's potential in Bashu, so it moved thousands of Xue clans to Hedong. Since then, the Xue family has taken Hedong as the county, and the locals often call it "Shu Xue".

"Brother 6 is so knowledgeable!" Xue Tong praised: "My grandfather fought from Emperor Zhaolie of the Later Han Dynasty since he was a child, and he was promoted from a pawn to the position of a general, so he got the imperial saber!" ”

He took the long knife handed back by 6 Yao, slapped the scabbard with his backhand, and felt a pride in his chest: "This knife has followed my Xue family for three generations and has gone through countless battles. In tomorrow's battle, you can drink the blood of the enemy! ”

6 Far away there is not so much generosity. He nodded slightly, his mood surprisingly calm. Stroll along the wall, breathe in the cool night air, and inadvertently hear the sound of the wind blowing the forest sea in the vast mountains in the distance, and the occasional terrible wolf howl in the distance.

"That's not right! Wrong! 6Haruka's face changed, and he clearly felt something else. It was not a message from any senses, but an instinct born from countless bloody battles of birth and death to warn oneself!

He and Xue Tong glanced at each other, and the two of them climbed the wall in a few arrow steps.

Xue Tong reached out and plucked a pine from the wall and threw it into the distance.

The flaming torches drew a bright arc in the night sky, illuminating the thousands of enemies below.

Taking advantage of the cover of night, the Huns attacked again. No...... Such a large scale is not an attack, the Huns are planning to fight a fierce battle at night and capture the walled city in one fell swoop!

"Enemy attack!" 6. Haruka roared.