The war was raging.

Hundreds of seriously wounded Northern Wei border troops were sent to the camps behind the front.

There were already thousands of wounded in the camp, and the smell of blood and medicine was mixed together, and it was very pungent.

At this moment, dozens of sergeants came from the other end of the camp, including a general in dark silver light armor.

This general was very thin, he was half a head shorter than the average sergeant, but the appearance of this general made the camp suddenly boil.

"General He!"

The dozens of sergeants in the camp who saw this person's face for the first time all knelt down.

This short general is He Li, he is just an abandoned baby picked up by a cowherd in the field, but he has grown into a famous general of the Northern Wei Dynasty, and in the border army, he is second only to Yang Yi and others in the hearts of the vast majority of others.

Looking at these kneeling sergeants, the extremely thin general bowed and saluted.

He Li's face was very solemn, so that most people looked at his face and didn't remember what he looked like for the first time, but this solemnity was deeply imprinted in their minds.

He Li did not reply.

There was a soft thud.

Everyone who looked at him felt a little dazzling.

A sword appeared in his hand.

The sword is also very small.

Compared to the sword used by ordinary sergeants, his sword is like a child's sword, slender and light.

However, when this sword appeared in his hand, there was an extraordinarily iron-blooded and tragic aura that spread out.

This sword is blood-colored, and there are many very deep dark red colors on the sword, as if this sword has absorbed the blood of many enemies, and even some blood stains have precipitated and condensed.

His sword stabbed out, piercing the heart of a badly wounded sergeant in front of him.

The badly wounded sergeant had been hit by several arrows, his heart had been pierced, he could not breathe, and he was convulsing in pain.

Warm blood poured down his sword and onto his hand.

The whole camp was silent for a moment.

Everyone in the camp stared at him blankly.

He Li slowly drew the sword in his hand.

There was no joy or sadness on his face, "This war will not last long, the enemy troops on the Guanlong side took the initiative to attack, and they even brought only limited rations. So in the next few days, there will be an unimaginable number of wounded and dying sergeants, and you should be well aware that in a short period of time, we will not be able to make enough supplies, especially a large number of miracle medicines. So these siblings can't be saved...... Therefore, in the camp for the wounded, those who cannot be treated by the current means should be given a good time. ”

There was still no sound in the camp.

"I'm sorry for you, but I should be with you departing brothers soon. He looked up, the warm blood already cooling on his hands and sword.

There was still no sadness on his face, just a solemnity that could never be forgotten at a glance.

His hand lifted up, and the blood-stained tip of his sword landed on his face.

The sharp tip of the sword slashed through his own face.

The blood from his face flowed out, merging with the blood on the sword.

They are siblings, siblings who are connected by blood.

This is revenge.

Not just for the revenge of the siblings who died in the conspiracy of these people, but also for the people who died in this war.

Crying rang out in the camp.

In the midst of this cry, there was an even more tragic voice.

Snort....Sss

The sound of sharp blades piercing into flesh and the gushing of blood continued to sound.

Before all the sergeants in the camp who were supposed to be in charge of healing did it, many of the seriously injured who had been struggling in pain before they found a sharp weapon that they could use and stabbed themselves in a deadly enough place.

He Li bowed again to everyone in the camp, and then he stepped on a pool of blood, his face dripping with congealed blood, and continued to walk towards the front line ahead.

Judging from the development and process of the war itself, this war will definitely not have the stage of involvement and stalemate in the previous large-scale wars since the Guan Longhe clan took the initiative to attack like a desperate death.

But extremely high-ranking generals like him and Zhongshan Wang Yuanying knew very well that the other party was definitely not sent to death.

Although this war began with the Northern Wei Dynasty, the measures of the Northern Wei Emperor should have allowed those people in the Southern Dynasty to join.

But the key point is that the Guan Longhe clan has done an extremely terrible job in terms of response, if such a large-scale war is shortened to ten days, then the Southern Dynasties' reinforcements will not even have time to arrive, and the war may have ended.

The Northern Dynasty had never opened its doors to the South in such a way, and the Northern Wei Dynasty had never mobilized all the top powerhouses in the Northern Frontier Army into one place.

At this time, among the hundreds of thousands of troops, there were many strong men like He Li who were moving forward and waiting in silence.

They were waiting for a beginning, a moment when a strong man like them would die like an ordinary sergeant.

But no one knows when such a moment will come.

......

There was finally a strange sound on the battlefield.

In the middle of the frontier battlefield, with the non-stop charge of the most elite Jin Hao army of the Luoyang Imperial Forest Army, Guan Longhe's Chinese army was torn open a big hole, although the Jin Hao army paid an extremely tragic price, and the survivors were almost only one or two out of ten, but immediately after, a light armored cavalry army in the White Bone Army and a heavy armored cavalry army of the Northern Wei Border Army covered a light cavalry army to break in.

Dense arrows continued to pour into the front position, although the White Bone Army suffered heavy casualties in the previous war with the Southern Dynasties, but the surviving troops had a more ruthless momentum.

Although the generals of the Guan Longhe clan continued to mobilize the troops on the flanks to squeeze towards the Chinese army, the hole that was torn open did not shrink.

Seeing that Guan Longhe's Chinese army was about to be completely cut open, and it was even possible to break into the Chinese military camp area in the rear, a fresh and powerful aura suddenly appeared in the already somewhat chaotic Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi in this area.

After rushing to the flank of the light armored cavalry of the White Bone Army at the front, an arrow army of the Guan Longhe clan that was crushed by arrows, several chariots calmly and slowly moved forward.

This fresh and powerful aura, which seemed to be far superior to the cultivators in the army who had struck before or who had died, came from one of the chariots.

There were two men on that tank.

One of the envoys was a man in light armor.

The man was a little tall, but he couldn't see his face at all, because the light armor on his body even hid his face.

His light armor is very unique, it is a very bright red bronze color, the surface is smooth to the extreme, shining like a mirror, and it is obviously a light armor composed of light and thin scale-like armor, but between his every move, this light armor is the same as many True Yuan heavy armor, giving people a very heavy feeling.

It was not an ordinary war horse that pulled a chariot like him, but two giant brown bears.

The two giant bears were covered in leather armor and moved neither fast nor slow, but under his control, they were as obedient as tamed dogs.

Behind him was a cultivator who exuded that fresh and powerful aura.

It was an old man, dressed in colorful animal skins.

His hair hadn't been washed in years, and it was twisted into bunches of blackened straw.

His face was purple and black, with many mottled tattoos.

In terms of appearance, this old man is a veterinarian or shaman of the wandering tribe in the border areas of the Northern Wei Dynasty.

With the bloom of the aura on his body, there was not much change in the sky, but the white bone army and light armored army closest to these chariots, these galloping cavalry troops were constantly fighting and impacting, and their ears heard an extremely strange sound on the ground, as if there were many poisonous snakes swimming away.

Before they could see the change in the ground, the blood in many pools of blood had already begun to flow.

A lot of blood on the ground moved towards the chariot as if it were a real living thing.

In the perception of some neighboring cultivators, this blood all swam towards the chariot, but in the next moment, they all found that their perception had an illusion, and the blood was not to converge towards the chariot, but was pulled in an instant, as if it had become a carrier carrying the true essence of the person on the chariot.

And in the next moment, all these practitioners find that their perceptual consciousness is not right, even if it seems to have corrected itself.

After carrying the cultivator's true element, those blood seemed to have turned into runes carved on the ground, and these runes had been quickly woven into a magic circle with an extremely wide coverage.

Such a change in perception is only between a few breaths.

By the time they understood it clearly, this magic circle had already been formed, with the Northern Wei cavalry army that broke through into the Guanlong Central Army as the center, and the ground within a radius of more than ten miles suddenly became hard.

Hardness meant that the cavalry was easier to run.

Da Da... The sound of horses' hooves became clearer at this moment.

However, almost at the same time, the blood that was originally extremely soft spat out like weeds that had just sprouted on the ground, spit out young shoots upward, producing strange protrusions.

These protrusions, like flower buds, bloom and bloom quickly.

Small, but terrifyingly destructive explosions swept across the ground where the cavalry were.

Fresh blood mist soon erupted from between the iron hooves of the warhorse, and then these hooves could not withstand such a force, and they also exploded.

Countless terrifying crashes rang out.

All of these lightly armored and heavily armored cavalry, as well as the arrows that were wrapped in them, all fell to the ground like countless heavy stones crashing into each other.

The terrible neighing of countless horses and the sound of broken flesh and blood were intertwined, and this area instantly turned into a tragic slaughterhouse.

In the rear, all the cultivators in the Northern Wei Army raised their heads and looked at the direction formed by this magic circle, and a voice sounded in their hearts.

It was a sign of the beginning, a trumpet that drove them to death.

.......

The light armored army, the heavy armored army and the light cavalry and arrow army collided into a disorderly group, I don't know how many people died on the spot, and I don't know how many people were seriously injured and dying, even Guan Longhe's own army was so shocked that they didn't dare to approach this terrifying area shrouded in the magic circle, but at this time, an army that was originally silent in the Northern Wei army began to accelerate suddenly.

This is a cavalry army, which seems to be completely indistinguishable from ordinary cavalry.

However, the faces of all the people in this cavalry army were painted white, and the Northern Wei army who was familiar with them knew that this was the most elite group of people in the White Bone Army.

This group of people is also the most murderous in previous wars, and even the friendly army will consider them inhuman butchers.

This cavalry army seemed to ignore the strangulation of the vast sea on the left and right, and also ignored the magic circle in front of it, and continued to rush straight along the broken hole towards the depths of the Chinese army of Guan Longhe.

Dozens of violent sounds suddenly erupted around them.

Dozens of cultivators flew out from behind them, bringing out the remnants of the Dao Dao, and at a speed faster than any war horse, they instantly overtook them and rushed towards the magic circle and the chariots.