The fiefdom increases by 1 soldier in 1 second, and the empress kneels down and begs not to rebel

Two days later.

In the afternoon.

On top of the Zhongnanguan Gate Tower, the soldiers on duty in the sentry tower concentrated on their posts.

They stood upright, their eyes staring straight ahead almost without blinking, and their expressions were solemn.

Although after many years of training, standing guard is common for them, but standing guard these days is different from the past.

In the past, when I was standing guard, I could occasionally take a quiet rest, and there was nothing wrong with moving my body.

But these days, the superior officers require everyone to be on alert and stay at their posts with full concentration.

The reason is also very simple. Hundreds of miles outside Zhongnan Pass, on the Baili Plain, Xiong Qian, the third-grade cavalry general of the current dynasty, is leading an army to fight against the rebels from Beiliang.

This is a battle of huge scale and far-reaching consequences.

It can be said that from the dignitaries in the court to the common people, almost everyone is paying attention to this war.

After the rebels were destroyed, the "rebellion" that had been going on for several months came to an end.

And if General Xiong Qian is defeated, then...

In fact, only a very small number of people have thought about this result, and naturally they cannot say it or dare not say it.

"Oops, my neck is so sore."

In the sentry tower, a young soldier twisted his neck and said softly.

The companion on the side looked at him slightly. He looked mature, about thirty or forty years old, and said in a low voice: "Standing guard is much better than going to the battlefield. At this moment... they must be still fighting in Bailiyuan."

When no one was paying attention, the young soldier raised his hand and rubbed his neck, laughing in a low voice:

"General Xiong Qian has a heavy army. The heavy armored cavalry is powerful and majestic. That iron armor, that spear, tsk tsk, I don't know when I can wear it too."

"It's been two or three days. I think the battle should have been completed long ago and the battlefield should be being cleaned up."

As soon as he said this, the middle-aged soldier's expression did not change and he whispered:

"No matter how ineffective the rebels are in fighting on the plains, they will not be suppressed in a short while. What's more, this rebel army is not like those rebels in the past."

"This battle is not that easy to fight." When he said this, he pursed his lips and seemed to be hiding something that he had not said.

But the young soldier argued: "What's the difference? This is our main army! In addition to General Xiong, General Zhenguo also personally provided assistance."

"Bailiyuan is our home ground again. The cavalry have been training here for a long time. Fighting is as simple as eating and drinking. Isn't this a sweeping sweep?"

These words made the middle-aged soldier frown, and his tone of voice became serious:

"At home, fighting is as simple as eating and drinking? What nonsense are you talking about!"

"You'll know if it's that simple when you go to the battlefield once! I'm afraid you'll wet your pants in fear!"

The young soldier raised his face and said angrily:

"Tch, that's not giving me a chance. If I can be a heavy armored cavalry, I will naturally know how easy it is."

"The general has no vision and delayed my opportunity to make military achievements."

"Wouldn't it be wonderful if a good man went to the battlefield, made great achievements, and later won a wife and a wife?"

"Actually, brother-in-law, I want to join the army of General Zhenguo."

When the middle-aged soldier heard this, he couldn't help it anymore and cursed in a low voice:

"fool!"

The young soldier's expression changed and he snorted: "It doesn't matter to you, I'm still young."

The middle-aged soldier's scolding followed closely: "Fool! Stop daydreaming and saying unrealistic things. Stand your guard!"

The young soldier's face finally turned red. He even turned his head and argued:

"What's the point of standing guard every day? I want to make great achievements!"

"I'm pretty good at martial arts. When I go into battle, I can kill not just three or five enemies, but two or three, no problem!"

The middle-aged soldier was furious and wanted to kick him over, but considering that he was standing guard, he held back.

But I have decided in my heart that I will be laid off and I must give this silly brother-in-law a good lesson.

Seeing that he didn't speak, the young man was still chattering:

"When I get stronger, I will also wear heavy armor, sit on an armored horse, and follow the thousands of troops..."

Just as he said this, the middle-aged soldier's eyes suddenly widened and his expression suddenly changed!

In the distance, smoke is rising!

More than ten riders carried big flags and waved them while running wildly!

Suddenly, everyone on the tower was excited.

As the distance shortened, the middle-aged soldier shouted:

"Oops!"

"The appearance of great defeat!"

As soon as these words came out, the young soldier was stunned, and then his whole body was shaken.

The messengers sent by Xiong Qian were now pale, and all of them had taken off their armor.

In order to quickly convey military information, they tried to lighten their load as much as possible during the past two days and ran on the road almost non-stop day and night. At this moment, everyone was exhausted.

Seeing this Zhongnan Pass, they were almost in tears.

Without any delay, as soon as they entered the pass, the commander of the Zhongnan Pass garrison, named "Jin Huan", immediately came to ask questions.

"General! The rebels are coming fiercely, we... we are no match for them!"

A messenger said tremblingly.

Jin Huan was eight feet tall and quite majestic. He was a general under Jin Jianguo. When he heard this, his eyes widened suddenly with a look of disbelief on his face.

"What?! Invincible!"

"How could we be defeated!!" He shouted immediately.

The messenger's eardrums were shaken by the roar, and his face was as white as paper: "The rebels are so numerous that it's hard to estimate, and they are not inferior to our army at all!"

"In addition, the rebels have an infantry knife team." At this point, the messenger trembled all over, recalling the scene he had seen on the battlefield before.

With one strike, the men were thrown off their backs, and the heavily armored cavalry were slaughtered by them like chopping melons and vegetables.

What's more, the enemy general can even cut a man and horse in two with one sword. Such combat power is far beyond what ordinary people can imagine.

Moreover, there was an enemy general named "Lu Bu" who charged into the midst of thousands of troops one man and one horse, as if he were in a deserted place.

How can we defeat such soldiers, such fierce generals?

Jin Huan saw him shaking into a ball and stammering when he spoke, so he immediately shouted:

"What's going on? Is it possible that your heavy armored cavalry can't defeat the infantry?"

The messenger hurriedly said: "That's right, General! Those infantrymen are holding big knives. I have never used this knife before. The knife is extremely long and narrow, with blades on both sides, and the end is extremely sharp!"

"In addition to being sharp, it's also heavy! But those infantrymen are superb at it. Our heavy armored cavalry is really being chased and chopped down in front of them!"

"It's too late to run!"

Jin Huan stared, with a look of shock on his face, and it was even hard to imagine what the person in front of him was saying.

"Are you kidding me? Heavy cavalry can't beat infantry?"

"How did you command this? Heavy armored cavalry are the ultimate killers on the plains. They can kill people with a direct charge. How can they not beat this?"

The ordering soldier nodded and said in a panic: "You understand the truth, general! But you can't beat him!"

As soon as he said this, Jin Huan was furious and slapped him with a big mouth.