Shark Lie Song

A melodious horn sounded in the distance—if one ignores the turmoil of the war at this time, in all fairness, the sound is actually not unpleasant.

However, everyone's face sank without exception.

The horn of the enemy's attack-it is also the horn of the Dasheng army's death.

Bian Chaoge led the soldiers to prepare for the attack.

"Soldiers of the prairie, for your wives and children! For the soldiers of Dacheng, for the land under our feet, and for the people we love!" Bian Chaoge stood on the city wall and roared, "My sons, cheer me up!"

In an instant, there was a hundred responses.

A team of less than [-] people actually shouted out the majestic momentum of thousands of troops!

This voice crosses the desert and reaches the heavens. Every man with strong bones roars to express the enthusiasm that cannot be vented in his chest.

Enthusiasm is useful.

Bian Chaoge and his team saw the frontline enemy pause for a moment when they heard the shout——

Then, following the command of the enemy leader "Woo li wah la", the enemy army, which was advancing at a constant speed, rushed towards them at full speed!

"Bian Shuai, order to shoot arrows!"

Wan You was beside him in a panic.Bian Chaoge frowned and remained silent.

Chen Dafang rolled his eyes, and hurried forward to complete what Bian Chaoge hadn't said:

"How many arrows do we have?"

"Less than one hundred thousand..."

"With such a long distance, one person and one arrow, can you guarantee a [-]% hit rate?"

Wan You was stunned for a moment, and blurted out, "Of course it can't!".

Chen Fang rolled the eyes of a century-old brand of his own.

"So we wasted the clusters of arrows, and we still can't guarantee a hit—the most terrifying thing is that if the enemy recovers on the spot and uses our few clusters of arrows to attack us, what should we do?"

"Forehead……"

Wan You's expression froze, and his face was full of words: "I haven't thought about it."

After Chen Fang finished speaking, he raised his eyes to look at Bian Chaoge, and found that the latter was also looking at him with a smile.

Chen Fang's face almost collapsed, but his heart was as sticky as honey.

Bian Chaoge withdrew his smile, lowered his eyes, put his right hand on his "Leng Xiao", and kept stroking along the lines.

"If the enemy is not within one mile, no one is allowed to shoot arrows except to follow the flow."

After hearing this, everyone took their places.Chen Fang jumped up and down, taking advantage of his excitement, he felt that his whole body was full of energy, and felt that he could still help move two carts of rolling stones.

What joy in life, what fear in death?

Chen Fang saw the flames of flames in front of him, and the incomprehensible cries of foreigners came from time to time. Blood, fire and the unique smell of metal drifted in the air-he felt the strange feeling in his heart rising again.

That feeling is called "crazy".

Chen Fang had excellent foot strength, so he ran back and forth with those five big and three thick men, helping the soldiers on the city wall to deliver supplies.

Sometimes Chen Fang actually feels sorry for Zhou Jue.

Just say it, the simple truth of marrying a chicken as a chicken and marrying a dog as a dog, is probably known to everyone from market butchers to high-ranking officials and pawns, right?

You, Zhou Jue, just provoked the only single seedling of the ten generations of the Bian family - and he was also the pillar of the generation who could write a pen to secure the world, and be able to mount a horse to determine the world, the youngest general of the Dacheng Dynasty - Bian Chao Song.

So you Zhou Jue, as long as you have a smarter mind, you can't be so weak, and you can't get half of your martial arts?

It would take a few months for a general army to deploy, and it would take years for a long time.

You can't guarantee that a person will not change his mind for such a long period of time even if you have sworn each other forever?

Chen Fang is pessimistic.

He is fiery and crazy, but in fact, he doesn't believe in love in his bones-especially the so-called eternal love.

During the days and nights in the "Zuixian Tower", he leaned against the window and leaned against his bedroom, eavesdropping on the secret device developed by the Zhou family who could clearly hear whispers from every room.

How sincere these people are in their sweet talk to their families during the day, how passionate their hunger and thirst for the young lady is in the middle of the night.

This is still a place of joy, far less than the purgatory of war.

You must know that when a person is facing the threat of death, the possibility of "love" is much stronger than these brothels and red houses.

Everyone is drunk, but I am alone.

Although Chen Fang didn't dare to boast about such a big mouth, he also spent countless sleepless nights, avoiding the agents of the Zhou family's surveillance and the little "sisters" in the "Zuixian Tower", tightly clutching his chest. clothes, screaming silently but with tears rolling down his face.

It's so hard to live.

spouse--

It's too difficult...

Chen Fang is a character who likes to think wildly when he has nothing to do.

Therefore, in the eyes of outsiders, he may often drift away from all living beings.

However, only he himself knows: If he has been maintaining this so-called "awakeness"—— then he may not be able to last even the moment before him.

Can't make it through.

It is true-in fact, the world is so big that there are all kinds of living beings.

No matter whether your family is as wealthy as Zhou Jue, or you are begging on the street as you used to be—maybe, the shelter that each of us can really have is only a space in our mind that is less than three to five inches, the size of a palm... …

Chen Fang retracted his messy thoughts, and suddenly an idea popped into his mind.

You can be jealous, Zhou Jue—tonight when you don’t know which ditch you are locked in, I can fight side by side with Chaoge in life, and I can die with Chaoge in death.

This idea broke into his mind. The epic battlefield, which was originally tragic and bewildered, was forcibly colored by Chen Fang and him.

The world calls it crazy, but he doesn't care at all.

Live in the same quilt and die in the same coffin—is there anything more romantic than this in the world?

For such a long time, sleeping in the wind, sleeping in the open, drunk lying on the battlefield, in fact, Chen Fang's mind wandered too much and dreamed more than once.

He actually thought, if they missed one time and the enemy on the other side was too strong, causing their entire army to be wiped out...

Then he, Chen Fang, can he die together with the coach Bian Chaoge who would rather die than surrender?

But he can only think about it—because they fought all the way, although the number of people lost is getting smaller and smaller, and the number of wounded and disabled soldiers is also increasing day by day...

But they never lost.

Whether it's the huge disparity between the two sides, or the opponent's occupation of the main path of divine punishment - anyway, they have never lost.

So the army gradually began to spread the rumor that Bian Chaoge was a man of destiny...

Chen Fang knew that, in fact, these were largely Xiao Qing's efforts to create momentum for his apprentice.

Bian Chaoge is a young general, ten generations after the founding father of Dacheng, and he is still a single biography!

He himself has the posture of martial arts and the talent of an invincible general.

In terms of emotion and reason, he should be the next generation of military leaders in the next few decades.

Whether spiritual or real.

Of course, the army is actually a very interesting place - because the spiritual belief is extremely strong here.

Soldiers are willing to charge into battle with their trusted generals, and even die generously in the end-to some extent, even the emperor's personal expedition does not have such an honor!

Therefore, the god of war, born with human rights, is not only a position, but also a symbol of the first army.

For Chen Fang, it's really not a loss to have such a person in Simu.

Because you ordinary people, the people you like, are rich and virtuous, no matter you live in a temple, you are a prince, a general, or you are a master and a knight.

——The man I didn't like was the god of war followed by tens of thousands of powerful iron-blooded men!

……

Here, Chen Fang was thinking wildly, while Shun Qi had been firing hundreds of arrows non-stop for a moment, and the arrows never missed.

As the arrows are shot, someone will fall in the distance!

But in the blink of an eye, the tide-like enemies arrived, and they were already visible from a distance.

Here, Bian Chaoge's spirit sinks into his dantian, his eyes are pointed at the distance, his eyes have long been narrowed into a line.

He held up his right hand.

All the soldiers on the city wall held their breath, and everyone, without exception, looked at that hand...

Then, as if a long time passed, and it seemed only a moment...

Under the attention of all the people, Bian Chaoge waved that hand down fiercely.

"shoot!"

Just one word, breath through Changhong!

The siege battle was completely over.