"A bunch of bastards!"

Li Xuanji pulled out the steel sword full of curly mouths, pointed directly to the city wall, and roared: "We are waiting to fight bloody battles in the north. The army of 930,000 has gone, but only 30,000 have returned. It would be fine if you don't reinforce, but you actually block our life?"

Suddenly, tens of thousands of Yunzhou cavalry drew their swords together, and their eyes were full of anger.

Above the city pass, a warrior wearing armor and a dark blue cloak walked up the city wall and clasped his fists at the rest of Yunzhou: "I am the governor of the Western Shu Iron Cavalry of Shuzhou, Li Chunyang."

Ning Ze frowned: "Li Chunyang, what is Wenhou's heart? The purpose of blocking Guxian Pass is to trap us to death?"

"no."

Li Chunyang said with a compassionate voice: "What Mr. Wen is worried about is that if Wu Hou goes deep into the army, he will be defeated. How many 930,000 troops can come back? Once the Iron Cavalry of Yunzhou is defeated, the forces of the three northern states will be empty. The demon clan and the Iron Cavalry of the Demon Clan will definitely take advantage of the situation to go south. What can we resist at that time? Therefore, on the day when Wu Hou left the pass, Mr. Wen had already ordered the construction of this ancient pass to prevent the demon clan from going south."

"What's the result?"

Lin Wuyang said with hatred: "The army of demon clans is behind us. This Guxian Pass is about to become the burial place for us. When you watch us die in battle, you, Li Chunyang, will not feel a little guilty? We are in the northern border and have killed more than one million demon clans. Is it because you treat each other like this?"

"Mr. Lin Wuyang!"

Li Chunyang lowered his voice and roared: "Do you think I, Li Chunyang, don't want to draw my sword to kill the enemy north? Do you think our Western Sichuan cavalry are all cowards? I don't want to be a turtle above this city gate. If you can choose, I, Li Chunyang, would rather die at the city battle with you, but Guxian Pass must be guarded, and the human race's Fusu Great Wall and the three northern states should not be lost!"

...

At this moment, a flying cavalry rushed from the north and shouted: "The demon clan has come here, and the big demon Yuqiu personally commanded the army, with two military tents!"

"Li Chunyang!"

Li Xuanji looked at Li Chunyang and roared: "For the sake of you being my cousin, save these Yunzhou Iron Cavalry... Leave some blood to Yunzhou Iron Cavalry, I beg you!"

“…”

Li Chunyang stood above the city gate, gritted his teeth, turned around and roared: "Come on, find all the ropes in the city gate, and use the ropes to pick up people from the city to the top!"

"good!"

Li Xuanji hurriedly turned around and said, "Come on, let the wounded soldiers go home first! Brothers who still have strength, go north with me and prepare to fight the demon clan!"

"yes!"

Nearly ten thousand Yunzhou cavalry with a little combat power turned around together, with sword blades facing north, and ropes fell down on the city gate. First, they sent back the body of Wuhou Yuehao, who was wrapped in horses, and then wounded soldiers tied their bodies with ropes and dragged them back little by little by little by little by little by little. In the distance, the demon army was approaching, and countless demon soldiers rushed over like a tide!

"Here you come!"

Li Chunyang looked into the distance, gritted his teeth, shouted: "Lin Wuyang, Li Xuanji, Ning Ze, command the Yunzhou Iron Cavalry to approach the city wall to form a formation to defend. I will let the archers on the city wall shoot the demon soldiers from afar and cover you to retreat north!"

As he said that, Li Chunyang personally picked up a divine arm bow and roared: "Brothers, take the bow and arrow, aim at the demon clan, and fight for the brothers in Yunzhou to have some chance to survive!"

At the city gate, dense soldiers were lit up their bows, and the arrows fell like rain.

At first, the soldiers of the demon clan fell down one after another, but when the demon clan sent shield soldiers to block the front, the lethality of these arrows was greatly weakened. Under the city, there were still wounded soldiers of Yunzhou cavalry dragged up to the city. At this moment, whoever could reach Guxi Pass would survive. The 200,000 Western Shu cavalry in Guxi Pass formed an array, and even if the two military tents of the demon clan came over, there would be some battles. However, Wen Hou obviously wanted to preserve the combat power of this Western Shu cavalry, so he directly sealed Guxi Pass and did not leave the city gate.

Perhaps, at Wenhou’s place, the moment the Yunzhou Iron Cavalry headed north, he was given up.

...

Under the city, the demon clan army came like a tide, with more and more troops. The Yunzhou cavalry had already been exhausted, and many of them directly hit the demon soldiers' swords, and finally blood spilled on the battlefield.

“104!”

“105!”

“106!”

In the crowd, Lin Wuyang waved his sword and slashed around, while looking back at the wounded soldiers of the Yunzhou Iron Cavalry tied to the ropes on the city wall. He was counting the number of these wounded soldiers. How many wounded soldiers in Yunzhou returned was equivalent to leaving many bloodlines and seeds for the Yunzhou Iron Cavalry. It would not be that all of them were wiped out in the north, right?

The mighty, 530,000 cavalry, those countless young faces.

Thinking of this, Lin Wuyang burst into tears. While waving his sword, he roared and said, "Ning Ze, you and me lead the brothers who cannot escape from the wounded soldiers to attack north. Li Xuanji, lead me with the strength of brothers to go east, escape from the hunting of the demon clan, and keep going east to find a way out!"

"Get out!"

Li Xuanji cut off the head of a demon soldier with a fierce sword and roared angrily: "You Lin Wuyang is a hero, and I, Li Xuanji, are a deserter? Fuck you, I will never be a deserter!"

Lin Wuyang shouted in tears: "You Li Xuanji know nothing, you are not good at talking about military formations and strategies. You Li Xuanji are not worthy of carrying my shoes. You told you to get out because you want to leave some fire for our Yunzhou Iron Cavalry, why don't you get out!"

"Get out!"

Ning Ze looked at Li Xuanji fiercely and said, "Take the surviving Iron Cavalry of Yunzhou, go east and live for me. Li Xuanji, you trash, you must survive!"

"Baby...a bunch of bastards!"

Li Xuanji wiped her tears, pointed the sword blade eastward, and roared: "Brothers who can run around the man and the war horse, break out to the east with me. Even if I fight for this life, I must take you to find a way out!"

So, more than 30,000 Yunzhou Iron Cavalry were divided into two, and the wounded soldiers were left to defend the enemy. They could still run away with Li Xuanji breaking into the east, and disappeared into the snow curtain in a blink of an eye.

Outside the city, Lin Wuyang and Ning led more than 10,000 wounded soldiers to fight the demon clan. The positions were constantly eroded and submerged. Until finally, a demon cultivator's steel sword pierced into Lin Wuyang's heart, while Ning fell into the chaos, and was bitten by a big monster. The remaining wounded iron cavalry fell one by one.

"Shoot me an arrow!"

Li Chunyang looked at the tragic scene under the city, and Zhan Jian pointed and roared: "The demon clan close to the city, shoot all of me and shoot arrows!"

As he said that, he turned around and walked down, sitting on the snow under the stoop. The famous Western Shu general couldn't bear to see the tragic phenomena outside the city. He was angry, hated and blamed himself. Tears rolled down and couldn't help but burst into tears.

...

evening.

Tianchi Town.

By the stone bridge on Baiyu Creek, Lin Zhao accompanied Xiao Shitou to practice boxing. He hadn't come back here to practice boxing for a long time, but after the recent battle, Chu Huaixi gave him some holidays. If it was not necessary, he would not go to the military camp. There were Wu Zhi, Luo Yang, Mu Zuo and others in the Death Camp to control him and it was impossible to have any problems. As for Lin Zhao's prestige in the Death Camp, there is even more need to be said.

In the battle of the East, seven times passed through the Chisong Forest, killing more than 100,000 demon soldiers. This record alone is enough to make Lin Zhao establish a prestige in the army second only to Chu Huaixi. Even rumored in the army that some people call Lin Zhao the young marshal. After Chu Huaixi, Lin Zhao must be in charge of the Tianchi in the Snowland.

"Lin Zhao!"

In the wind, a figure fell down, and it was Huang Ting's encounter.

"It's Lao Huang..."

Lin Zhao frowned, and felt a little unexplained in his heart for no reason, saying, "Is it bad news?"

"Um."

Huang Tingyu sat on the edge of the bridge and said, "I just received a letter from the spy from Guxianguan. The remaining troops of the Iron Cavalry in Yunzhou have their whereabouts."

"Say, what's going on?"

“…”

Huang Tingyu hesitated for a moment and said, "Lin Wuyang, Li Xuanji, and Ning Ze led 30,000 Yunzhou Iron Cavalry to arrive at Guxi Pass, but Wen Shuoyang had already ordered the recast of Guxi Pass, so a twenty-meter-high city wall was erected on the former site of Guxi Pass, and there was no city gate. The 30,000 Yunzhou Iron Cavalry was trapped outside, and the demon clan directly rushed to the gate."

"ah?"

Lin Zhao's heart trembled: "Are all...the entire army wiped out?"

"It's almost done."

Huang Tingyu frowned and said, "Li Chunyang, a famous Western Shu general who guarded Guxian Pass, ordered the use of slings to save people, saving about hundreds of wounded cavalry in Yunzhou. Outside the city, there were 400,000 troops from the two military tents of the demon clan. In the end, Lin Wuyang and Ning led more than 10,000 wounded soldiers to withstand the demon clan, while Li Xuanji led more than 10,000 iron cavalry to break eastward. As of the time when Feiyu sent the letter, Lin Wuyang and Ning had already died in battle, and Li Xuanji's life and death were unknown."

"Two demon clan military tents..."

Lin Zhao gritted his teeth: "Can Li Xuanji and the ten thousand Yunzhou Iron Cavalry rush out alive?"

"Disaster!"

Huang Tingyu said in a deep voice: "The Iron Cavalry of Yunzhou has been fighting for many days and nights. Not to mention humans, even the gods on the mountain do not have the endurance. As long as the two demon cultivators from the military tents go out together, Li Xuanji's ten thousand Iron Cavalry of Yunzhou will not escape, they will all die!"

Lin Zhao took a deep breath.

"Is it okay?"

Huang Tingyu patted his shoulder and said, "Do you need to be so sad about the life and death of the Great Shang Dynasty army?"

"It's all human army."

Lin Zhao frowned: "If they die, it will definitely be our turn..."

"Know."

Huang Tingyu stood up and said, "I don't have time to comfort you, I have to go back to the tent to obey orders. You can stay alone."

"Um."

...

After Huang Ting met, Lin Zhao just looked at the flowing water under the bridge and felt thoughtful.

At this moment, a pair of slender and round legs stepped onto the stone bridge, which was Leng Yan.

She sat silently beside Lin Zhao.

"Miss Cold."

Lin Zhao glanced at her and said, "I'm a little sad..."

Leng Yan also looked at him and felt that he was a little tired. Then, Leng Yan looked at his shoulders and looked at his snowy legs. He didn't know how to comfort him. Should he lend him his shoulders to him for a while, or lend him his legs to him to touch it? It didn't seem very good, and it seemed too slutty. For a moment, Leng Yan also felt sad.

How can we get into his heart? The girl's heart is in a mess.
Chapter completed!