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Zisang's bow was well-made, and its accuracy was better, so he found a place where he could look down and tried to shoot an arrow into the fortification.

One arrow can still be shot accurately. Zhou Zai also found a few good arrows in the archer's hand and put them side by side. He also asked people to knock some holes on the edge of the cliff to facilitate shooting.

Arranged in this way, a hundred people were arranged to lie down on the edge of the cliff and shoot, and the rest of the armored soldiers were responsible for protecting the archers.

The Dongchi soldiers in the cliff cave have been building fortifications for five days, and they are all silver armored soldiers, with extremely tight protection on their bodies.

Sometimes people can stand up after just staggering down with an arrow, which shows that the armor is much stronger than Nanliang's.

Even the tens of thousands of soldiers stationed in Dongchi outside the range of bows and arrows for a few days are garrisoned in a garrison posture, while dozens of crossbows in front of the army are always shooting huge long arrows upwards.

Nanliangjia always lay prone on high places, because it is not easy to shoot people, but once the crossbow is adjusted and its head is facing the cliff, it will keep shooting continuously.

A powerful crossbow was inserted next to Zisang, causing her to loosen her hands in shock, and the arrow she shot was also off position. Just as she was about to change positions, another strong wind shot at her. A shield next to her was raised to protect his armor. The soldier fell to the bottom of the cliff dozens of battles below.

It was just such a surprise that his body also suddenly fell down.

"Be careful."

Li Juli happened to come up to replace him, and when he saw Zisang falling down, he hurriedly pulled her up.

As soon as he got up, another crossbow passed by, and it seemed that this position had been targeted.

I had no choice but to retreat to the back of the cliff on my stomach.

As soon as he retreated to a safe place, Zisang collapsed and turned over, facing the gray sky.

Except for taking a nap at night when she couldn't see clearly, she had been standing on the edge of the cliff for several days and kept shooting arrows.

The arms on both sides were sore, and the front breastplate had been stuck to the snow, and it was so cold that a biting chill seeped into it.

But none of these could compare to the pain in her heart.

"27 people have been shot today."

She always aimed at each other's throat.

As soon as the arrow went down, it was dazzlingly red, and then that person fell from a high place, fell under the fortification frame, and smashed a blood-red flower on the frozen snow.

It was just an early morning, she couldn't count how much yesterday and the day before yesterday.

Except for the eunuch in the palace who poisoned Jibai to death, the first time she killed someone was to save Zhou Zai.

But this time, the life under the arrow was clearly in front of her eyes.

So many people fell one by one.

When archery, I only know how to aim and shoot, but once the letter stops, I want to wash my hands.

She scratched the ground with both hands, the snow that had been there for two days had already frozen hard, so there was no fresh snow for her to rub.

Juli was a lightly armored soldier, except for a little cover, he could only look at the Dongchi soldiers from a distance. The enemy was clearly far ahead, but there was nothing he could do, so he held him back and stomped his feet.

Tian Tian felt that Zisang could only shoot so many people with envy: "I would have practiced archery more if I knew it."

"How could there be so many people who knew earlier." Zisang got up again, preparing to continue.

Although there is no shortage of archers in the army, in front of Dongchi Yinjia, only absolute accuracy can play a role, and such accurate personnel are rare.

Once a place is targeted by the Dongchi car crossbow, it is difficult to settle down, so he can only find another place. Zisang asked Juli to cover himself, and found another place on the edge of the cliff.

Before people reached the edge of the cliff, they suddenly heard the sound of killing.

From a distance, Gu Xia saw the Nanliang soldiers in dark iron helmets guarding Dongchi.

The two armies were within ten shots of each other, and the Dongchi army immediately divided into five square teams. One of the square teams, also the one with the largest number of guards, did not seem to plan to charge forward in front of the fortifications.

The other three phalanx surrounded them to face the Nanliang army.

Zisang, who participated in the formulation of the battle plan, knew that Nanliang's forward troops were mainly elite cavalry, with about 1 people participating in the battle, and the rear immediately sent out [-] troops that were also mainly elite soldiers to come to the fortifications. are blocked as well.

The two sides fell into a fierce fight, but most of the Nanliang soldiers stationed on the Yajing line could only wait and see the battle between the two sides.

Later, reinforcements from the Nanliang Army arrived one after another, and the two sides of the fortification under the cliff were particularly fierce.

Dongchi's army is very strict about the protection of the fortifications, and the blue and black iron helmets and silver armors are intertwined under the cliff.

The scene was chaotic, and the archers also stopped to avoid shooting their own people by mistake.

Standing on the edge of the cliff and staring blankly for a while, watching people keep falling down.

The wounded climbed and struggled in the snow, slashing back and forth with long knives and sharp swords, and there were strangers under the sharp blades.

The long knife is aimed at me, and the life is in your hands. I don't know the name of the murderer, but I only know that I am Dongchi and you are Nanliang.

This is war.

She suddenly pulled the horse beside her, leaped forward, and ran towards Jingxuan Pass.

After shouting to kill behind him, it gradually became smaller.

She was worried about the war, she cared about the outcome of the battle between Dongchi and Nanliang, but she couldn't bear to watch it.

When she returned to the camp, she found water in the place where the fire was burning, put her hands in it, lowered her head and closed her eyes, feeling palpitations.

She didn't look up until her hands were pinched.

It was Bai Yunmo who blinked at her with gentle eyes, smiled and then lowered his head to help her wash her hands slowly.

After days of drawing the bow, his left hand was covered with heavy calluses.

Bai Yunmo didn't ask anything. She walked by and saw Zisang's appearance, so she guessed something.

She remembered that Zisang had to wash his hands after every killing. The first time he hacked a grizzly bear to save the dumb uncle.

In the past, Zisang thought that hunting was killing, but killing is just a matter of nature in order to survive.

This time, Bai Yunmo felt that Zisang's body was trembling a little. Such a free and easy person, from when she went north to Xuanzhou and connected her to Baibi City to the palace, usually regarded everything as empty, but this time she trembled.

Zisang said, "I have killed many people."

"They are Dongchi's soldiers. It is natural for you to kill people in the army now."

Zisang is silent, how could she not know, but she still thinks that all of them are actually ordinary people, and there are also young and old in the family.

Bai Yunmo knew that Zisang had grown up in a Buddhist temple since he was a child, and he cared a lot about life and death. Later, he kept aloof from the world in Liekou Village, and couldn't understand the reason why people competed for fame and wealth. That's why this happened. A kind of emotion that cherishes human life on the battlefield.

She took a handkerchief from her body and dried Zisang's hands. Seeing that no one was paying attention, she put Zisang's hands on her to dry, and at the same time smiled: "If you don't want to read it, I'll take you home .”

They agreed, if there is no war, either enjoy the beautiful scenery all over the world, or lean on the window hand in hand to watch the clear dawn and the bright moon.

It's not that Bai Yunmo never thought about leaving the border, she just thought that Zisang would go with her.

She also wanted to take Zisang away from the turmoil of this period, not to be His Royal Highness Shijun, nor to be Showa.

Not to entangle with the world, nor to share hatred with the country.

Feeling warm in his palms, Zisang clasped Bai Yunmo's face with both hands, and finally bent his palms and pinched her cheeks, smiling: "If you run away, your head will be beheaded."

Where can I go, how can I just walk away like this.With her current status, she could indeed hide.

Like the old soldier on the wall.

Then the next day and night I felt guilty for hiding.

She couldn't do it, not to mention how would Grandpa Wang feel if he knew that she had easily surrendered and hid like this?

Bai Yunmo was just trying to ask, since Zisang didn't mean it, she wouldn't say anything else, and took Zisang's hand off her face: "It's not good for people to see me pinching me like this."

In just a split second, Zisang saw the redness on Bai Yunmo's raised elbow, and his expression immediately became serious: "Why is there blood on the sleeve?"

"Oh, I sent back a few wounded soldiers just now, and I helped clean up the wounds."

Bai Yunmo's face was rather smug: "At any rate, I'm also a medical doctor with a branch."

As soon as I finished speaking, I saw a few soldiers rushing in from the direction of the building wall, all of them were bloody soldiers.

Bai Yunmo went up to meet her.

Those who were injured and unable to fight should have retreated first. Zisang helped Bai Yunmo to resettle them, and asked about the situation outside, only to learn that Dongchi had deployed additional troops in the surrounding areas, and the follow-up troops had already begun to spread on a large scale. retreat.

Upon hearing the news, Zisang rode his horse again and galloped to the cliff boundary line.

At this time, there were more silver armor than blue and black Nanliang iron helmets on the battlefield, and there were dense piles of corpses under the fortifications.

In the distance, you can also see the soldiers retreating, surrounded by reinforcements from Dongchi.

The light armored soldiers who were originally guarding the cliff boundary line received the order and immediately reinforced the retreating troops outside the building wall.

There were no scouts and patrols who had no clue about the distribution of the Dongchi garrison, so when there were silver cavalry surrounded from all directions, what was originally worried happened.

A part of Dongchi Yinjia came running from the east, aiming at the building wall.

In order to cope with the retreat of the troops, the wall door was wide open at this time.

Assuming that this piece of silver armor broke into the wall of the building, then the follow-up Dongchi soldiers could easily enter the pass.

At this time, Kuang Xun was ordered to withdraw the troops who were in charge of taking them out. Zhou Zai distributed [-] troops to the north and east, trying to stop the enemy.

The silver-armored cavalry from the east had a clear goal, and it was Manda who was leading the army trying to enter the gate when the city gate was wide open.

Fighting on all sides, Zisang followed her out of the pass, about halfway through the shoot, she drew the bow again and again on the horse.

There were clusters of arrows flying past her ears, if she rode on Daxue, she could easily avoid these arrows, but since the last time, she didn't want to let Daxue get into danger easily again.

She had no choice but to hang the bow behind her back as Dongchi soldiers approached, and drew out her sword.

Zhou Zai is right, if you don't know how to use a sword on horseback, you are at the mercy of others.

Fighting against each other with iron, they finally lived up to the hard training all day long.

Kuang Xun's retreating army was already approaching the gate of the city, and at the same time, Dongchi soldiers who surrounded them also rushed in like a tide.

Fight and retreat.

Looking out from Jingxuan Pass, there is only a small piece of blue-gray in the silver light of thousands of miles, and a large force of Dongchi's troops is rushing towards the pass.

Zisang kept swinging the sword, and Zisang's mouth was already numb. As soon as he pulled his horse's head, he saw a silver renminbi swinging towards him.

It was Zhou Zai, he didn't care about looking at Zisang, he just shouted and retreated, and at the same time turned his head and said to Zisang, "Immediately let the garrison inside line up and treat them strictly."

Zisang realized the seriousness of the situation, turned his horse's head and ran in, and it happened that the left deputy guarded in charge of dispatching troops.

All the armors were rectified in a short period of time, and they stood guard behind the pass. The sound of killing outside the building wall and the screams of various colors echoed in the sky above Jingxuan Pass.

Zisang was ordered by the left deputy general to watch the change of the flag and wait for Zhou Zai's instructions on the city wall.

The soldiers on both sides will always be in the middle of the battle, unable to disperse, let alone gather and retreat, retreating while fighting, it is extremely slow.

The people Kuang Xun brought out were already approaching the city gate, and the silver armored soldiers who rushed over from the east were also approaching the gate.

Zhou Zai repeatedly commanded the Nanliang army to stop fighting and retreat quickly.

Most of the soldiers led by Kuang Xun withdrew, and Zhou Zai was still dead with the Manda tribe. Seeing that half of them had entered the city, he ordered his subordinates to follow suit.

Dongchi's silver-armored soldiers from the other three sides formed a line and came in pursuit.

Seeing Zisang, a silver-armored soldier in Dongchi following closely behind the retreat, he was shocked: "If the city gate is not closed, it will be too late."

But there was no response from Ling Qi, and the left lieutenant fixed his eyes on the battlefield not far away.

Part of the team led by Zhou Zai began to retreat, and at the same time as the retreat, some silver armored soldiers rushed in.

The narrow door opening in the wall of the building began to become chaotic.

Every time a silver-armored soldier is killed, the body must be removed immediately, otherwise it will block the retreating people behind and cannot walk.

Slowly, soldiers wearing silver armor began to appear in the pass, and the Nanliang soldiers who had been waiting for Ge Yilie immediately went up to meet them.

Only then did Zisang understand Zhou Zai's intentions.

But more and more, a man with a horse wrapped in a silver helmet and a long knife in his hand rushed into the city gate: "Guard the city gate, don't let them close it."

Silver armored soldiers poured in like flowing water.

At this time, I saw a command flag waving under the wall of the building, and at the same time another horse rushed in, and it was Zhou Zai who said: "Close the city gate."

The silver-armored soldiers outside rushed forward and rushed towards the city gate like waves, not even caring about killing the Nanliang soldiers who were still outside the city gate.

All the generals in Dongchi ordered to rush into the city gate, so that Jingxuanguan could be captured in one fell swoop.

The Nanliang soldiers in the pass compete with each other in the private battalion and Yinjia.

All the generals in Nanliang have only one order, which is to close the city gate.

The entry of the enemy army is always at the moment of breaking the army. Fortunately, the troops stationed in Nanliang have the upper hand.

However, the passage of the city gate is small and narrow, and Dongchi soldiers kept rushing in. The city gate was originally made of thick black black iron, so it was extremely difficult to close it suddenly.

The number of silver-armored soldiers in the pass gradually decreased. Under Zhou Zai's order, most of the light-armored soldiers rushed forward to attack the city gate.

This process lasted for three hours. After all, there was a dead body in the doorway, and another one appeared just after it was cleaned.

After repeating this, a mysterious iron gate was formed, with Dongchi silver armor on the outside and Nanliang iron helmet on the inside.

It was finally closed, and there were hundreds of silver-armored soldiers in the camp fighting against a large number of Nanliang soldiers.

It was finally closed, but outside the gate, under the walls, there were still hundreds of soldiers from Nanliang who could not enter.

In the end, Zhou Zai rushed to the wall to take a look, and the soldiers left by him fell into a completely helpless situation at the moment.

But he had to, there was no other way.

In the silver army formation, one after another, blue-gray shadows fell down, and then couldn't stand up again.

The hundreds of Dongchi soldiers in the camp were also in such a miserable state, and Zhou Zai ordered Manda to be captured alive.

It only took half an hour to deal with the Dongchi soldiers in the camp, after all, there were tens of thousands of people in the pass.

And the Dongchi soldiers outside the pass also surrounded and slaughtered the soldiers in Nanliang who could not return to the pass, and it was only a blink of an eye.

Soldiers in Dongchi lined up in front of the formation and withdrew about 6 troops, and there were reinforcements waiting in the distance.

There were more than [-] troops in Nanliang who went out of the pass this time. When counting troops and reporting the number, the number of soldiers lost was about [-], and the number of wounded soldiers was even worse.

It was already dark at this time, and there were crowds of people in the pass, busy cleaning up the many frozen corpses left by the First World War in the camp. .

Because these corpses were scattered all over the camp, Zisang had to come to help, and all the generals were not idle.

The light armored soldiers had to be ordered to transport the soldiers of Dongchi country out of the small gate on the wall of the building, and at the same time transport the soldiers of Nanliang country outside the battlefield into the country.

Zisang was patted on the shoulder and saw Juli. .

"Come and help me." Juli was pulling a big rope in his hand, and there were five or six corpses piled up on the cart at the end of the rope.

Zisang stepped forward to help and pushed behind, and with a slight bend, he could see the wide-open eyes of the Dongchi soldiers and the flesh and blood on their necks, and his stomach was churning.

Juli had no choice but to let her pull in front, while he pushed hard behind.

After pulling it for seven or eight times, I finally got used to it. The corpses of the silver armored soldiers in the camp were basically thrown outside.

The corpses of Nanliang armored soldiers outside the pass were too numerous to count, and three hundred light armored soldiers were hired to clean them up in the army.

In addition to this area outside the building wall, there is also a place along the way to the mouth of Fenggu, so the whole transport team went further and further.

Zisang was startled when he met a small group of silver-armored soldiers. Just as he was about to speak, Juli smiled: "Don't run away. When we came out, the officer said that the rules of cleaning the battlefield are that the two sides will not fight."

Sure enough, the group of silver-armored soldiers gradually dispersed, and there were many carts behind them.

So both sides packed up their own hard corpses, when a silver-armored soldier approached, Zisang touched his sword defensively, and the silver-armored soldier turned to look at her: "Many people died today. "

"Yes……."

This Dongchi soldier seemed to take death on the battlefield very lightly, and put aside the silver armor on a corpse in his hand.

Zisang was a little puzzled: "Why did you take off his armor?"

Li Juli struggled to throw a corpse onto the cart, and then explained loudly: "We also want it in Nanliang. Armor is expensive, so we have to save it for other soldiers."

Dongchi soldiers glanced at Juli: "Your Nanliang's armor, even three sets can't match this set of silver armor."

it goes without saying.

One look at the silver armor and you can tell that it is made of fine iron, and its hardness is much better than Nanliang's.

Juli didn't take it seriously: "What's the use of dressing well, I cut off several of them today without armor."

Juli secretly counted in his mind ten heads to record first-level military merits, and he could be the leader of the army when he killed a hundred.

Zisang gave Juli a blank look, thinking that showing off his military exploits in front of the enemy would surely annoy him, but the Dongchi soldier just smiled indifferently: "You're right, you have to rely on your skills."

Ju Li always wanted to kill more enemies, so he asked him hesitantly, "So why don't you hide and come out to fight?"

The Dongchi soldier stretched out his hand, and took off the helmet of another soldier. Seeing that the dead boy was only seventeen or eighteen years old, his brows frowned.

Covering the young man's eyes, Dongchi Bing sighed and said, "You can fight whenever the above says. Although Pingchuan is leading the army, all the battles are sent from the palace."

A lot of corpses were piled up on Dongchi Bing’s cart, and two soldiers came to help him push it together, and he said, “But I guess there won’t be any big battles during this time, our monarch is busy picking up a new princess. "

Before leaving, Dongchi Bing still waved to them half-jokingly and said: "Goodbye, my enemy."

Both Zisang and Juli waved to him, and Juli shouted, "I hope I won't bump into you when we fight, I won't be soft."

"Same." Several Dongchi soldiers laughed together.

After moving back and forth several times, the corpses near Jingxuan Pass were transported back to the pass, and they got closer and closer to Fenggu Pass.

Even though a tough battle was fought during the day, Dongchi soldiers were still stationed beside the fortification as usual, and a pile of corpses were piled at the bottom of the cliff.

There were already ten soldiers from Dongchi cleaning up the corpses here. When Zisang and the others arrived, most of the soldiers at the bottom of the cliff were soldiers from Nanliang.

They were stopped by silver armored soldiers.

A man with different tattoos on his armor came forward on horseback: "You wait here, don't approach the front. As for the corpse, I will ask someone to help you out."

The lightly armored soldiers in Nanliang were nothing more than a group of lightly armored soldiers, so they naturally had nothing to do, and it also saved a lot of energy, so they waited beside them.

You can also see the fortification frame from here. After the daytime battle, it can be seen that most of it was damaged, but repairs have already begun.

It has to be said that Dongchi acted in a vigorous and resolute manner.

In the past, I looked at it from the top down, but this time I looked at it from the bottom up, and I felt that the Yajing Line deserved to be called the first dangerous pass.

It's unattainable, but everything is afraid of someone with a heart. It seems that Chi Yu from Beichang is not a simple person.

Looking closely at the gap, even if it was opened, it would only be more than a dozen feet wide. As long as Nanliang's troops were strong enough, they would have the strength to resist Dongchi's attack from bottom to top.

After several trips back and forth, the firewood was finally set up at the back of the camp. Many Nanliang soldiers looked at each other with empathy, watching Zhou Zai light the torch on the dry firewood with his own hands.

This fire burned for two consecutive days, and the air was full of gray and black dust, like black blood all over the sky, drying on the white ground.