When the last sunset was hidden, Liangding Pass became extremely dark, and the wind outside the Pass blew by one after another, as if telling his thoughts.

The Xianbei army and Kuitou camped.

Jumang and several ten thousand men sat in it kneeling inside and obeyed the orders of Wat Kuitou.

"Report, report to Shanyu, the torch has been lit on Liangding Pass!"

Kuitou nodded, then waved his hand to signal the person to withdraw, and then said, "Everyone, the moon is dark and windy tonight, which is a great time for the night attack. I would like to send two people to attack from the mountain roads on both sides of Liangding Pass and attack directly from the door to close. At that time, once the door is closed and opened, we can drive in."

Ju Mang took the lead and said, "I will go there in the end!"

At this moment, Ju Mang's heart was like a knife, and his closest person died with his eyes open. He wanted to take revenge, immediately, immediately.

"good!"

Kuitou nodded and ordered: "Jumang led a thousand elite soldiers to go up the mountain road on the right."

"Abide by the order!"

Ju Mang replied loudly, clenching his fists, squeaking.

Kuitou ordered again: "Celebrity, you will lead a thousand elite soldiers from the mountain road on the left."

A Xianbei man with pockmarked face stood up and bowed, "The last general will take the order!"

Under the dark curtain, two thousand Xianbei people quietly left the camp, walked in the dark and headed towards Guanshan.

Kuitou also instructed several other ten thousand captains to prepare for a forced attack at any time. In the dark curtains outside the pass, figures squirmed and war horses neighed.

...

At midnight, I finally climbed to the top of the mountain in the dark. The only obstacle was the Great Wall on the backbone of the mountain.

In recent years, the Han Dynasty has relaxed its borders, causing many parts of the Great Wall to collapse, and broken walls and piers can be seen everywhere. Therefore, Jumang is not worried at all whether he can cross the Great Wall.

Ju Mang took a deep breath. He lived on horseback for many years. He really didn't like climbing mountain roads, but he moved forward in the dark. During this period, he was tripped several times. He was full of anger and vowed to kill all the Han people guarding the pass tonight.

"Sir, I really can't walk!"

A confidant sat on the ground, tilting around like a paralyzed person.

"Yes! Sir, we have all gone up to the top of the mountain, so let's take a rest first."

Several more Xianbei soldiers asked for the sacrificial remarks.

Jumang knocked the mace heavily on a light stone slab, making a dull sound, and then scolded loudly: "Stand up, no one can rest until they break Liangding Pass."

"ignition!"

As soon as Jumang's feet fell, hundreds of torches were lit in the Great Wall pier, illuminating the hilltop like daylight.

Yuchi Jin was wearing armor and looked particularly majestic and domineering in the firelight.

"Jumang, your death is here."

"Shoot the arrow!"

Between the walls, nearly a hundred archers slapped their bows and arrows at the Xianbei people at the same time. The sharp arrows instantly tear through the ripples of the dark curtain and splashed blood mist.

"Not good, there is an ambush!"

Jumang shouted loudly, quickly lifting the mace to knock out the sharp arrows shot at him one by one, and then backwards.

"I want to run!"

Yuchi Jin sneered, then raised his right hand high and shouted: "Take the oil tank out and light the grass ball."

"Here!"

Nearly a hundred cans of oil jars were thrown out and fell into the Xianbei crowd. They smashed into pieces and splashed tinder oil. Many Xianbei people also had a lot of clothes.

Immediately afterwards, five grass balls prepared in advance were pushed down from the city wall. The grass balls encountered fire and rumbling over the Xianbei people.

"Fire, fire!"

The Xianbei people roared in horror, autumn rose and leaves fell, the sky was dry, and the grass rolled, and the dead branches and leaves below were also ignited. The fire became bigger and bigger, and in a short while, a sea of ​​fire formed.

Ju Mang's body trembled suddenly and he hurriedly shouted: "Hurry, go down the mountain."

"Huh...luh..."

As soon as Jumang said, his body was out of control as soon as he fell, and he rolled down the mountain. The turbid oil moistened the mountain road, and pedestrians couldn't stand firmly. In addition, the Xianbei people were panicked again at this time, so these people rolled down one after another.

The grass ball took advantage of the momentum and rolled faster and the fire became stronger and stronger. It ignited all the hills and met tinder oil again, making it even more ignited and cheerful, like a naughty child, running down all the way, instantly swallowing several Xianbei people who had no time to escape.

"ah……"

In the sea of ​​fire, the Xianbei people slapped the fire on their bodies with their teeth and claws. They finally put out the fire, but a gust of mountain wind blew, and the flames rose again. At this time, their clothes had become extremely dry and ignited when they encountered fire. Letting these people roll on the ground was useless until they were swallowed up by the fire.

The grass ball jumped and chased the Xianbei people. In the blink of an eye, it caught up with more Xianbei people and then wrapped them tightly.

Jumang stumbled down from the mountain, with many scratches on his body and his head was broken by stones. Jumang looked at the fireballs falling from the mountain with blood, and was frightened to death. Even his weapons were not enough to pick them up, so he started running for his life.

At this moment, all Xianbei people had only one idea, that is, to escape from this sea of ​​fire as soon as possible.

At the same time, the same situation was also taking place on the other side of Liangding Pass. There was a sea of ​​fire on both sides of the left and right, and the sky above Liangding Pass was dyed like the sunset.

In the Xianbei camp, Kuitou looked at the volcano on the left and right wings of Liangdingguan, his face changed drastically, and he said without hesitation: "Hurry, send someone to see what's going on."

Several thousand men, Wen Ling, immediately drew their troops and ran over, but when they arrived at the foot of the mountain, only a very small number of people escaped, and the others were all buried in the fire.

"Mr. Jumang, your head!"

A commander exclaimed.

"head!"

Ju Mang touched his forehead numbly with his hand, and bulged a bag that was as big as a fist. He was immediately annoyed and angry, shouting: "Damn thief, one day, I will definitely peel them off and cramp them."

"Night attack is no longer possible!"

Ju Mang sighed, then returned dejectedly.

...

When Liang Ding Pass was over, Yue Fei looked at everything that happened with a deep expression. Water and fire were ruthless. Tonight, thousands of people died in the sea of ​​fire and turned into ashes.

For Yue Fei, the word benevolence will never be used on the Xianbei people outside the pass. These invaders have long lost their human nature, like animals, and only the baptism of blood can awaken them.

Yuchi Jin and Zhou Cang returned to Liangding Pass one after another. Both of them looked happy and said to Yue Fei: "General, it's so satisfying! The only drawback is that there are not many people coming, and there is no fire to burn them all to death."

Yue Fei said in a deep voice: "Tonight, the Xianbei people will not come to attack. I will ask my brothers to rest with peace of mind. There is still a fierce battle to fight tomorrow."

"Abide by the order!"

The two of them took the order and left.
Chapter completed!