When it's dark.

The sound of killing in Iron Wolf Valley began to gradually decrease.

Beacon fire wolf smoke, dry bones burning.

In the past, as a dangerous place for the Nalan royal family to guard the nineteen cities in the Guannei, they passed back and forth, and the fate of nearly 100,000 people on both sides was completely beaten into ruins.

Especially the ferocious counterattack of the follow-up heavy cavalry, one by one the heavy horses almost flattened the entire soil, and several mountains not far away were broken down in blocks and split into two halves.

A long, blood-colored river, flowing slowly along the soft soil.

Chen Qingzhi rode the scarred war horse, looking at the desolate and dead battlefield, suddenly felt his heart blocked, raised his head, stared quietly at the round of tomorrow through his eyes under the helmet, and climbed to the top of the mountain.

It's dawn.

The people also died cleanly.

Eight thousand heavy horsemen, half killed.

10,000 desert armor, the whole army was wiped out.

Appalling.

"Lao Tzu has fought for so many years, and he has never suffered such heavy losses."

Chen Qingzhi raised the silver spear in his hand, and said with grief and indignation in his eyes, "The Nalan royal family is immortal, and it is worthy of the comrades who died in battle!" ”

The Nalan royal family is immortal.

Shame on the comrades who died in battle.

In the Iron Wolf Valley, bursts of whistling and shouting like a tide sounded again, one by one, in an endless stream.

Jin Wushu, who was on the same battlefield, had his eyes wide, his forehead stiff, and his body was even colder to the bone.

The army of 80,000 Nalan kings was slaughtered to seventy-seven eighty-eight.

This, what kind of tiger and wolf division did you encounter?

From the moment the 6,000 cavalry came out, the tide of the battle was completely reversed, and the Nalan Wang army, which seemed to be as numerous as locusts, could not stop the combined attack of the heavy cavalry army and the light cavalry.

Coupled with the 10,000 step armor, he successfully dragged the army to death.

Various factors were superimposed, and in the end, Nalan Xing's division mobilized the crowd and took out the private army of the royal family formed by the gathering of most of the family's background, and basically fought in the Iron Wolf Valley and lost a clean loss.

"Boom!"

A dusty golden vulture with a face and weak legs.

Turning his head and looking at his back, there were only nearly 10,000 disabled veterans, and he suddenly felt that this spring was even colder than the midwinter of the previous year.

Young and ambitious, good at talking on paper.

At the age of fifteen, his military talent was just beginning to emerge, and he was known as the most amazing and brilliant rising star in Nalan Wangcheng.

In the end, he was selected by Nalan Bo Tianxiang and became the youngest of many protégés at the age of 8,000.

From the age of fifteen to twenty-one, for six years, Jin Wushu wanted to make great achievements in the northern territory of 10,000 miles and become one of the world's famous generals.

Seven days ago, he got his chance.

Seven days later, 80,000 private troops went out to fight, thinking that his golden vulture could successfully annex the heavy cavalry army and the two brave divisions of the desert Xuanjia in a battle.

Since then, it has soared into the sky and has been admired by thousands of people.

Today, the dream is shattered.

"This is not a famous place, this is a mountain of buried bones......" Jin Wushu held his hands up, covered his head, and let out a long roar, his face full of unwillingness and unconvinced.

Not far away.

Chen Qingzhi led the light cavalry that could still fight another round, and they were ready to fight.

On the left, there is a sharpening knife Huo Huo, and the morale is high.

A brave army of 5,000 flame ambitions, against the remnants of the Golden Vulture 10,000 disabled veterans.

After the final secession battle, the battle of Iron Wolf Valley is completely over.

"Raise your sword."

Chen Qingzhi was so heavy that he quenched a mouthful of saliva with a slight bloodstain, his pupils emitted a terrifying beam of light, that kind of look, like being hungry for several days, and finally caught a prey.

A knife was raised.

The blades in the sky, facing the sunlight that climbed to the top of the mountain, exuded a dazzling snow luster.

It is like the twilight snow of a thousand mountains, reflecting on the depressed and depressed facial features of the Golden Vulture Technique.

As soon as this young man stretched out his hand to block the dazzling light, five thousand people rushed over in unison.

Not far away, a white shawl, with both hands clenched white, stood on the top of a high mountain, looking at the Iron Wolf Valley with corpses and bones, and suddenly sighed in distraction.

Shaking his head, he muttered to himself.

……

Shangguan Wangcheng.

Including the head of the Shangguan family, Huangfu Taiyi, Murong Anlan, and several old kings.

Standing outside the Xuanwu Gate, before the grudge between Ning Hetu and Taohuawu ended, a news from Ulaanbaatar City shook the entire Shangguan Wang City.

The Iron Wolf Valley goes to war.

20,000 Ning's army against 80,000 Nalan Wang army.

At nightfall, the front line was opened in the Iron Wolf Valley, fighting to the death.

"This ......"

Shangguan Tianhe was dumbfounded and looked at the front-line battle report in his hand, and couldn't help but take a deep breath.

"20,000 against 80,000? And it is the most elite 80,000 private troops of the Nalan royal family? ”

Yelu Dihong's arms were quickly lowered, and then his face was solemn.

20,000 plus 80,000.

Counting 100,000 people, fighting in the middle of the Iron Wolf Valley where the base is small and the valley is forested, can this be fought?

I'm afraid that before I fight, I will be crowded, and more than half of my own deaths will be killed, right?

"Why am I so disbelieving?"

Emperor Yelu laughed shamefully, shook his head vigorously, and chattered.

Huangfu Taiyi took the battle report in Shangguan Tianhe's hand, read it carefully, and at the same time moved down his gaze, and suddenly took a deep breath coldly, "Nalan Wang's army, with a total of 80,000 people, fell apart, and only 10,000 disabled old soldiers remained......"

This sentence is tantamount to thunder on the ground.

Even Yelu Dihong, who was full of disdain, had to face it again, and he said, "The 20,000 people of Ninghetu can really tear apart the 80,000 elite soldiers of the Nalan royal family?" ”

"If I remember correctly, Talmu is Chen Qingzhi guarding the town, with his ability, no matter how strong he is, it is almost impossible to break the Nalan royal family by himself, unless he ......"

Murong Anlan's words made the remaining three elder kings look at each other.

Huangfu Taiyi's eyebrows jumped, "Unless, the God of War is reincarnated and parachuted into the Iron Wolf Valley." ”

"In this grassland, there is really a god-like immortal general."

Shangguan Tianhe trembled and shook off the page of the battle report.

A line of big characters, impressively eye-catching.

Kill the god in vain, and sit in charge in person!

"White, white has gone to Iron Wolf Valley......"

After Shangguan Tianhe gritted his teeth and said this, his whole body trembled.

"What?"

Emperor Yelu's eyes were wide and cold, and after he confirmed that the news was correct, the old man needed to move to the corner of the wall in order to gradually calm down his emotions.

About the Later Chronicles.

Throughout the history of the Northern War, there are five battles, all of which are classics of fighting more with less and attacking the strong with the weak, and won a complete victory.

But the influence of the last four is far less than the classic battle that can be called a classic.

Battle of Iron Wolf Valley.

The Nalan royal family has been fighting hard for decades, and the family foundation that they have accumulated with great effort has been shattered by nearly half, and the 80,000 private army has been slaughtered by that god-like figure.

Since then, the Nalan royal family has fallen into decline and declined rapidly.

In the autumn of the same year, the immortal royal family of the north for half a century.

Finally ushered in the crisis of extermination.

(End of chapter)