At the foot of Longshouzhai, there was a sound of strings.

When the archer and the crossbowman shoot at each other, it is hard to say which side has the advantage of being sure.

In terms of strength, the crossbow is naturally strong and the bow is weak. However, in terms of the rate of fire, in a war, there are few people who only use the crossbow to determine the outcome.

Tonight at the foot of Longshouzhai, this shot is normally the Jurchen side that should have the upper hand.

Not only in terms of the number of shooters, the Jurchens far exceeds the number of shooters. A few Moukes gathered together with more than a hundred shooters. With the advantage of the rate of shooting of bows and arrows, the opponent fired a crossbow, and the Jurchen army can even shoot ten arrows. Moreover, there are also side signs and shields around the Jurchen shooters. Even if the crossbow arrow has strong strength, it is not stable to kill the opponent.

However, for the Shenwu Ever Victory Army, they have certain terrain advantages, relying on the large stone trees around the mountain road. When they are on the string, they cover and dodge, and then suddenly get up and shoot. They shoot for a while. Although many shooters are already injured, they are still pressing off and intermittently, but they are always insisting on resisting.

In a normal battle, when the opponent's archer is suppressed like this, no matter the cavalry and infantry, they can boldly line up and go straight in and kill the opponent. This is the most advantageous battlefield situation.

However, although the rising Jurchens are very livestock, they are still people who are flesh and blood and will be afraid of death. After defeating this level, they fought for several Moukes. The energy, physical strength, blood and courage of the infantry warriors were consumed completely. Each Mouke is a group. If they fight for nothing, all Moukes will lose their young and strong, and all women and babies are left. The wealth plundered by the spoils may not be much saved. The level of casualties caused tonight is already the Jurchens who are in a row of victories. Silver Skills can face the front enemy in person, and these Moukes are directly confidant. Only by fighting to this point can they fight to this point. (Compared with the Jianzhou Jurchens in the Song Dynasty and the Jianzhou Jurchens in the late Ming Dynasty, they have already been

It is very capable of withstand casualties. Compared with the Jianzhou Jurchens, each Niulu lost 56% and was complaining and unable to command, which is better to the sky. But since it is a tribe, there is always a limit. Normally, the Central Plains dynasty's ability to endure casualties, whether it is to recruit good families, soldiers or recruit soldiers, is far beyond the tribal military system, so the Han family's children occupied almost all the fertile land in East Asia and spread it to their descendants. But it is very sad that since the Qin and Han dynasties, the organizational level of the entire Central Plains dynasty was also constantly declining. In the end, even the Jianzhou Tartars were far inferior. It was really a very sad thing - Oscar's note)

Even if Silver Skill and Wanyan Xiyin can no longer drive these tricks into battle, letting them fill them with their lives. Moreover, the terrain occupied by the Shenwu Eternal Winning Army was at the intersection of the mountain road, and the terrain became narrower and narrower. Although the number of people was small, they could control the path. The infantry warriors rushed in and would never be able to steal the lives of dozens of warriors!

Now, even if you take the initiative and act as agile as silver magic in the face of the battle, you can't come up with any method for a while. You can only urge your shooting soldiers to shoot arrows desperately, even if you lose dozens of fingers, you can do whatever you want. See how long the crossbowmen on the opposite side can last in the rain of arrows!

Wanyan Xiyin later sorted out the various squad soldiers of the Mouke to see if they could gather the soldiers who could rush for a while and pressed them up to grab the mountain road.

Even though the two of them had not given up at this moment, they knew that they were almost wasting their efforts. Under the fire, they saw dozens of remaining military soldiers such as Guo Rong climbing higher and higher on the mountain road, and they were snatching the entrance to the mountain road. Can they still catch up? As long as they enter Longshou Village, close the village and guard them, and the wooden, stone arrows and dust bottles are killed, one will die. This narrow passage cannot be used to place troops and siege equipment, and thousands of lives are filled, and they may not be able to touch the gate of the village!

Yin Shuke looked at Guo Rong and his group hanging on the steep and winding mountain road, and their teeth were clattering.

Yingzhou has been defeated, but so what? Just the hundreds of nearly a thousand Jurchens who lost tonight are rarely able to explain to Zonghan. Moreover, the enemy in front of him seems to be more than just the remnants of the Liao people. The Southern Dynasty did not know how much power it placed in the Yunnei prefectures, and there was no idea how many backups there were behind it!

Yingzhou has burned into white land, and it has lost the possibility of being a military station in a short time. From then on, the army has passed by hundreds of miles before it can find a house to live in, find a place to collect food and grass, and find a place where war horses and animals can be carried away from the cold. Several soldiers and horses have to be left behind to stare at this Longshou Village, and the enemy's military power in the clouds is beyond imagination.

Although he has overcome the key points, Yin Shu has no joy in his heart.

If it was really the army horse of the Southern Dynasty, the surname Xiao, then he would be the nemesis of the Jurchens, especially the nemesis of the Western Route Army. He would always stand on the way forward for the Western Route Army!

The footsteps sounded, but Wanyan Xiyin walked to Yin Shuke's side and shook her head before she could speak: "The fight was so terrible tonight... Do you still have to chase after me? I think it's hard to keep them, and it's even harder to break this Longshou Village."

Yin Shuke let out a loud voice, gritting his teeth and not speaking.

Wanyan Xiyin said again: "It's better to just ask for it. Taking Yingzhou, you can finally explain to Zonghan...... Let the men take a breath. You lead the army to help Yingloushi. I will lead the troops here while staring at this village while picking up Yingzonghan's army. I can't figure out the truth here, and I can always find out where Loushi and repay Zonghan at any time."

In a war tonight, Wanyan Xiyin and other long-time generals were also a little scared to kill. No one was willing to fight against opponents, and few were willing to fight such tough battles. When the Jurchens first rose, thousands of tribal troops faced the overwhelming military horses of the Liao people, and they would not survive without fighting. Not only silver skills, but also Wanyan Xiyin and Lou Shi, the generals of Wanyan Xiyin and Lou Shi, were going to fight repeatedly in the enemy formation, but even Zong Han and Zong Wang often stepped on the formation himself.

However, when the Liao Kingdom was destroyed, the Jurchen noble generals had already set up a considerable family. There were hundreds of life under the tent, dozens of concubines and female slaves around them, and many rare objects filled with treasures. For example, Silver Skills, people are still ambitious and enjoy their careers. Wanyan Xiyin and others are much lazy, and they can enjoy wealth and honor if they are safe and stable, which is not better than anything else. Their own Mouke is to establish themselves in the Jurchen tribe, so why bother to fight cleanly on the battle formation?

After the Yingzhou battle, Wanyan Xiyin's confidant Mou Ke accompanied hundreds of warriors to lose their vitality. He also consumed a lot of energy, and there was no seizure. He really didn't want to accompany Yin Shu to work harder. He now suggested that he stayed in Yingzhou to pick up Zong Han - Yin Shu can agree. If he didn't agree, he would be here anyway. If Zong Han's army was not enough, he would never take a step south.

Wanyan Xiyin gave up here first. How could he not understand Silver Skill? But he had no choice. Wanyan Xiyin and his men were able to show their performances, and he could make sense no matter where he got them. He could no longer force him to do anything - although he had to pay more attention to Zong Han, under the Jurchens' rough military system at this moment, he was only on par with Wanyan Xiyinping and could not stand tall.

Even if Wanyan Xiyin took out his own family or not, he could no longer drive his own Mouke forward.

Looking around, his family's thoughtful and loyal Mouke was already full of sorrow and his vitality was severely damaged. If Zong Han didn't transfer a few of his Mouke to his command, he would not know how long it would take to recover. Now they still have to go forward to die, and no one is willing to lead Mouke directly for him.

But he just gave up like that. He was not willing to give up.

Why can't you get a good chance in the hands of this army and achieve a boastful victory? And what if you hit this army again in the future?

——At this moment, Yin Shuke firmly believed that this military horse was the one he encountered in Yan land. The military horse that killed Shihe horse and left deep scars on his face!

He stared at the shooting in front of the mountain road, and the figure on the mountain road was silent for a long time. Suddenly, he pointed to the Longshou Village at a high place.

"God of the Valley. Have you seen the firelight disturbing the village?"

Wanyan Xiyin looked around and there was a suspicion of the Huns: "Somewhat is disturbing. So what? They must be mobilizing military and horse equipment to prevent us from following up and grabbing the village... Silver Skills, listen to a certain sentence, the war tonight will be the case!"

Silver Skiller shook his head heavily: "No......No 9 There is a chance, there is still a chance!"

He strode backwards, Wanyan Xiyin was stunned: "Yin Shuke, what are you doing?"

Yin Shuke replied loudly: "Select the elite, I will lead the army to the battlefield myself, and rob the mountain road first!"

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On the mountain road, the group climbed upwards with difficulty.

In the Yingzhou city, there are small fort guards outside, and the new and old guards in the city are added together, with nearly a thousand soldiers and soldiers, and now there are only 20 to 30 soldiers left. Even though the Shenwu Changsheng Army only accounts for less than half. However, since the Shenwu Changsheng Army was established, the losses in one city, one place, and one war have never been seen before!

After such a fierce battle, every step forward seems so difficult on this steep mountain road. Looking down at your feet, you can still see crossbows and arrows firing from time to time, while Jurchen soldiers and horses gathered outside the mountain road, forcing the soldiers who broke the rear were unable to move forward.

Looking upward, the lights on Longshou Village illuminated, but it made people feel that the road ahead is not far. It is this light that supports everyone to drain the last bit of physical strength, use both hands and feet, and strive to move upward.

Tang Huai stood for the two soldiers, swayingly pulled up to the hillside, and finally woke up. He opened his eyes and looked around, and suddenly struggled away. Guo Rong was not far from him, and stood still and asked, "Second Brother, what are you doing?"

Tang Huai roared in a hoarse voice: "What are you going to escape from me? I have escaped once in Yandi! So many men have been buried under my command, why do I have the face to see Xianmo and the brother of the Yue family?"

Before he finished speaking, he heard a sudden shout and shouting from the foot of the mountain. Everyone turned their heads and looked down, and saw another team of stairs soldiers being organized in the Jurchen army formation. At this time, they were crossing the archer array and rushing towards the mountain road.

Everyone couldn't help but talk.

These Jurchen Tartars are really all animals! The heavily armored warriors who exchanged their lives for their lives fought tonight from beginning to end, killing so many lives. Even the iron man was in the middle. These Jurchen Tartars could still organize a rush!

After a closer look, the flames were clearly reflected. The first one was thick and tall. The armor was not only thick, but also gilded and silver, which was much more gorgeous than ordinary generals. It was obvious that the Jurchen generals were in battle again, and I don’t know if it was the silver technique! The Jurchen soldiers who followed him were only twenty or thirty. It seemed that they had pulled all the guards around him up and organized such a team of rushing forward.

After seeing this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. In this battle, the Jurchens fought to the end. The Jurchens who were blown to the sky. If it weren't for the large number of people, if it weren't for the rebel Meng Nuan, he would not be able to defeat our Shenwu Ever Victory Army! If it weren't high, they wouldn't underestimate the Jurchens. The number was equal, and we would have a fight with these Jurchens! When Xianmo led the army to return the blood and life to the death of these Jurchens!

Next, everyone couldn't help but feel heartbroken, and the brothers who broke the rear were finished!

Now the Jurchen Tartars use archers to suppress them. Although the armored soldiers who have been in the battle with silver skills can only get together so many of them. But it is enough. Under the cover of the archers, these already scarred brothers were only submerged by these Jurchen Tartars.

All those who have escaped owe them a life, and they also owe the lives of so many warriors who fought tonight and died with the enemy!

Tang Huai's struggle suddenly became violent, and he didn't speak. He just tried his best to break free and died with the brother of the Duanhou.

The taciturn Tang Silang had a very simple mind. On that day, he was in Yandi, and was attacked by Dong Dalang. He was defeated and was lucky enough to escape. Although he never said it, his guilt and shame had never faded. He refused to be a general of the Shenwu army and was willing to guard Xiao Yan's foundation in Yandi. This hardship lies in the area where Xiao Yan is, which is a manifestation of his atonement.

Now he is left to guard Yingzhou, but the ending is like this again. How can he still have the face to go back alive?

The two soldiers were about to be unable to catch Tang Huai. Guo Rong strode over. Looking at Tang Huai, he whispered: "Fourth Brother, there are only so many brothers living now. You are going to seek death, and I am not alive either. That's all... If you want to turn around, I am the same."

Tang Huai was stunned, his face flushed red: "……………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………

Guo Rong replied lightly: "What's the difference? Seeing so many brothers ruined me in front of me, what do you think I feel? I am the daughter who grew up in the Yan army. I have to take revenge and revenge! Since I survived, I have to see the fate of these Tartars with my own eyes! At the beginning, no one is allowed to die easily! No one is allowed to sacrifice his own life to protect me! With so many brothers dead, everyone's lives are all the same now!"

Tang Huai's chest was fluctuating violently, and he finally breathed a sigh of relief, focusing his attention: "Avenge!"

On the mountain road, dozens of soldiers stared at the Jurchen horses and rushed to the entrance of the mountain road. The broken children shouted and made a last fight with them. They all responded: "Avenge!"

Guo Rong didn't say much, and turned around and climbed upwards. All the soldiers followed silently and would not look back.

Thirteen was following Guo Rong no matter what time. Although this female general had a high status, her grandfather was very respectful in front of her. However, since the inexplicable enlistment of the army in Yunnei, this young and pretty female general with a ponytail made Thirteen feel inexplicably close.

In his vague memory, when he was a little Munu from Xi, he seemed to have such a young lady in his master's tent. Now, it should be the age of this female general. The most important thing is that the young lady had a vague stubborn look with the female general. The deepest impression of Munu was eternal hunger, but the young lady always looked for him for some food when she saw him. When he was greedy, she would touch his head.

Before meeting the grandfather, this was the warmest memory in his life.

To be honest, Thirteen did not have the ability to deliberately flatter him, but because of this inexplicable sense of intimacy, he followed Guo Rong closely. Not to mention the soldiers who fought for the death night on the mountain road, the soldiers who came down from Longshou Village came to the mountain and went downstairs to fight for a short time, and the physical strength was consumed. It was difficult to climb on the mountain road. Thirteen walked alone on the mountain road, and he was as clever as if he was a child. Not only did he respond to Guo Rong, he also took many weapons and equipment in his hands, and he could not tell at all that he was tired.

The group walked up a few feet apart, and Shisan suddenly stopped and whispered: "No!"

Guo Rong just kept her head shut and climbed upwards, and she really had no strength to speak. He heard the movements of Thirteen beside her and stood up. She shook her body and took a breath, wiped the sweat beads on her forehead that had become cold, and said in surprise: "What's wrong?"

Thirteen didn't speak, just pointed at it.

Longshou Village quietly entrenched above its head, and the flames on the torches on the village wall were torn and short. Several dark figures standing on the village wall were reflected, but the village gate was tightly closed.

Guo Rong couldn't help but sank. Why didn't the gate of this village be opened?

But if we don’t go forward now, is there still a way out? Moreover, Longshou Village is hanging high on the top of the mountain, and the difficulty of the monkeys, so what will happen suddenly? Perhaps most of the troops have already gone down the mountain to meet, but there are only a few people in the village who stayed behind. Just to prevent it, the gate of the village was closed?

Thirteen took off the weapons and weapons she carried on her body and began to remove her armor again. Guo Rong said in surprise: "What are you doing?"

Thirteen looked at Guo Rong. She stammered and didn't know how to speak. Looking at Thirteen's pure and young man, Guo Rong smiled and said, "Just call me sister."

Thirteen smiled. He never forgot that he was a little mute slave. The female general in front of him was a person that the grandfather would look up to. He never dared to shout out the words of his sister, but said, "I secretly covered it to the gate of the village. Even if there are people in the village, I can't easily find me. If there is anything wrong, I can use it."

Guo Rong nodded, thinking that this was also a solution: "Then I'll choose a few more people and let you go."

Thirteen shook his head: "There are too many people and it will be very important to keep the people in the village. It is enough to have me alone."

As he said that, he didn't wait for Guo Rong to speak again. In a blink of an eye, he took off all the fragments of his body and wore a coat of clothing. He tightened his belt, inserted a long dagger around his waist, grabbed the crack of the rock and jumped out of the mountain road, and disappeared immediately, and could not even hear a sound.

Guo Rong stared at it in a daze and couldn't help but admire it. This little guy is so capable! No wonder he was sent by Yun Nei, who came to Yingzhou alone in the snow and ice!

She grew up in the army. She knew that some soldiers in the army gave them enough food and training, and after several wars, they were lucky enough to survive and survived, and they could get a lot of training. However, some people were born with this talent and ability. They could survive where others could not survive, and they treated things that others could not do as normal. This little guy was one of them!

Thirteen had just heard the movement and the group saw it. When Thirteen disappeared, everyone's eyes fell on Guo Rong. Guo Rong looked upward, but Longshou Village was as quiet as a guest.

What else can be done at this moment?

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The strong wind roared by the village gate, and the flags of the flag were blown by the wind, dancing wildly. How dare you fight straight up?

The flames of every torch were pulled by the cold wind and seemed to be blown out at any time.

Several black shadows stood still on the wall of the village, motionless, as if waiting for Guo Rong and his group to retreat to the village.

There was finally a heavy sound of footsteps under the village wall. Guo Rong took the lead and climbed up the mountain with a group of exhausted and scarred soldiers. Everyone was so tired that they couldn't lift their feet. Someone fell to the ground when they climbed up. Except for breathing heavily, they did not have the strength to move their fingers.

Guo Rong was still trying to support herself. After breathing a few times, she spoke loudly: "It's us! Open the village door quickly!"

With this shout, more torches suddenly lit up on the village wall. Dozens of figures rushed up from below, and several torches illuminated a tall figure. Everyone looked over and recognized them all.

It’s Meng Nuan, it’s Meng Nuan!
To be continued...