Your Highness asked me to pay him back his honor

Outside Yanmen Pass, an army of golden men was heading straight to Yingcheng, galloping on horseback without stopping.

"Quick...faster!"

Pang Xie swung his whip fiercely, urging the horse to be covered in blood, but he still didn't dare to stop: "Hurry up!"

The wind blew the vague smell of blood, mixed with the sad and vigorous ancient war song "No Clothes", and it blew across Yanmen Pass, chilling him to the bone.

...Even if it is delayed for another day!

One more day of delay, and the reinforcements he brought in would be able to set up the formation calmly in time.The aggression is like fire, this iron Buddha is the best at frontal charge, if they can arrive, they will be able to break the siege of Yingcheng.

But Yingcheng is right in front of you, and there is still a fight!

Pang Xie was anxious in his heart, gritting his teeth tightly, and the general of Tongjin urged loudly: "Never stop your horse! Before it's too late, your king's tent cavalry and your emperor's eldest son are all in Yingcheng..."

The golden man's face was equally ugly, he grasped the rein tightly, and nodded.

Although Baicaokou is steep, it is the closest road to Benying City.The scouts have checked again and again, and only found a group of hoofprints heading to Ningwu here, but no ambushes, as long as they hurry through, they will still have time to reach the city of Yingzhou.

Tiefutu changed teams while galloping, and poured into Baicaokou mightily.The chief general raised his waist knife, and was about to give the order to pass quickly, when his pupils shrank sharply.

Seeing his hesitation, Pang Xie hurriedly turned around and asked, "What's wrong?!"

He didn't hear a response, and didn't need to.

Pang Xie held the rein, staring at the gloomy mid-air, his chest seemed to have a hole, and his heart sank bottomlessly.

The radiance of the phosphorous fire, like a volley of lightning summoned by the thunder, travels in the impenetrable black clouds that press down on the city, shining a vast white light in front of people's eyes.

The war horse neighed mournfully and stomped on the ground to generate dust.

The Tiefutu, which was still galloping, did not wait for the commander's order for the first time, but was filled with fear and involuntarily tightened the reins in his hand.

"White Phosphorus Fire... Order to Accept Thunder."

The golden general said in a low voice: "You never told us that we will meet Yunqi during this trip."

Pang Xie stared fixedly at the still peaceful hillside, his ears buzzing, and cold sweat trickled down his forehead.

No one would want to run into Yunqi.

The army has entered Baicaokou, the inside is wide and the outside is narrow, and there is no way to retreat.

The pagoda flag with red flame patterns was blown by a strong wind, and the tail of the flag was drawn across Pang Xie's cheek, leaving a hot bloodstain.

Pang Xia shuddered, woke up suddenly, and shouted loudly: "Don't delay! Hurry over—"

Suppressing his voice, one can't see any strange winter dead trees, dilapidated bricks and stones of the ancient city, they seem to be disturbed by the spring thunder that bursts in the air, and they roll down head-on.

The Jin army had fought for a long time, and without the command of the general, they rushed forward to rush their horses and rushed to the mouth of the broad white grass valley.

Tiefutu's armor is thick and solid, and people and horses are hidden under the armor, and the arrow rain doesn't even need a shield to resist it.But no matter how strong the armor is, it is impossible to block the natural rolling logs and rocks in front of him.

The war horse neighed mournfully, and galloped desperately on the rolling gravel.

Behind him were iron stupas that were knocked over by wood and rocks falling from the sky. Their armor was so heavy that it was difficult to stand up once they fell down.The rear army trampled on each other, and more fell into a ball, but no one had any energy left to care, and they just rushed forward regardless of everything.

"There can't be many of them!"

Pang Xie hugged the horse's neck tightly, fearing that Tie Futu would retreat, hissed in the chaos: "They don't have horses, and their armor and swordsmen are all broken. They won't be the cloud riders from back then! Rush over, don't Turn back!"

The golden man's chest rose and fell, and he urged his horse forward without turning his head.

Needless to say, there was no room for turning back at this time.

Once the heavy armored cavalry started to run wildly, the more they stopped, the more they would lose their positions, not to mention such a narrow mountain road.

If the front rider stops and the rear team bumps into him, there is only one dead end.

The golden general had no time to respond to him, galloping his horse, his eyes kept scanning the ancient thatched roads on both sides.

It is not unavoidable to encounter such unavoidable dangerous canyons after marching all year round.But obviously, three teams of elite scouts have been sent to investigate repeatedly, but half of them have not been able to find out, not even the rolling logs and stones have been found out.

Even up to this moment, they have already endured the heavy wood and rocks that almost seemed to fall out of thin air, and they still can't see where these terrifying Central Plains people are hiding...

The golden general's breathing suddenly became stagnant, looking at the wide valley in front of him, his heart sank completely.

According to common sense, they were ambushed heavily, and those ambush soldiers who didn't know where they were hiding should take the opportunity to attack and kill them by surprise.

This is what Tie Futu is most afraid of. Relying on his indestructible one-hundred-jin armor and fierce horses, once he starts to gallop, no matter what he bumps into, he can use this momentum to run over everything.

But the wide valley ahead was so empty that no one was there!

Even though he knew that there were still many dangers, the tranquility in front of him still contained a terrifying and fatal temptation.He escaped from the nightmarish valley bottom with his life. Even if the rider did not rein in, the horse would involuntarily slow down, wanting to stop and take a breath in this flat and wide valley.

Iron Buddha's biggest advantage was completely gone during this pause.

At this moment, it was too late to give an order, and the chief general of the Jinren looked at the former army that was starting to slow down, and his spine felt icy cold.

Five years ago, Yunqi had completely disappeared.Tiefutu is a brave and brave army who has only conquered the grassland in recent years. He has never fought against this heavenly soldier passed down by word of mouth in the northern Xinjiang tribe.

The cavalry charges are roughly similar, and the gold soldiers deliberately hide their fronts. Only when the soldiers are close to each other can they experience the overwhelming coercion like a mountain.The iron kite of the Xixia people was planted in this place, trying to ambush the iron pagoda, but it was completely scattered in one fell swoop and crushed in the valley of Helan Mountain.

Tie Futu in Yingcheng had never fought against Yunqi before, and that general who hadn't shown up until now...could he really see through Tie Futu's gate of life just with his eyes in that moment of extreme chaos?

After passing this flat valley, you will see the Gupanguan Road of Gouzhusai.There are no longer towering cliffs on both sides, only gentle slopes.On the gentle slope is the pass of the Great Wall built by the Han people to stop the Huns. Over the years, the wind and rain have been beaten and trampled by iron hooves, leaving only broken and useless remains.

Really just useless wreckage?

These ancient pass walls, which have been poured with the painstaking efforts of countless generations of Han people, even if they are dilapidated, are they still in places that they would never have imagined, protecting future generations?

Do you want to... move forward?

The icy wind with the intention of rain made people tremble, black clouds pressed down on the city, and thunder rumbled from the bottom of the clouds. It was hard to tell whether it was the lightning flash or the order of thunder and phosphorus fire.

With the sound of a life-threatening whip, the Jin Renzhu will suddenly suspend his mind and stare hard at the past.

Pang Xie, with disheveled hair and disheveled hair, was the only one who didn't stop. He rode wildly and took advantage of the chaos to rush across the short slope in front of him.

Immediately, a golden soldier raised his bow to shoot, but was stopped by the golden general who raised his hand and stared at the slope.

Pang Xie's horse was in the same distress as a human being, running almost to exhaustion, only at the end of the crossbow, any arrow could kill him.

This is a traitor from the Central Plains, a member of the rumored family of the Central Plains General's nemesis.Pang Xie came to take over Yunzhou City, and he wanted to collude with King Xiang to harm the Shuofang army. They followed him to help, just to save the king's tent army and the eldest prince, but they knew that such scum fell into the hands of their own clan. What a thousand cuts.

The golden general didn't have time to speak, he urged his horse forward a few steps, raised his hand to call for scouts, and fixed his eyes on the gentle slope beside the road.

Just one arrow, one arrow is enough.

If an arrow is shot, you can find out where these invisible opponents are hiding from the direction of the arrow.

It doesn't even need someone to shoot an arrow...as long as someone secretly catches up.As long as someone moves, even if they pluck a blade of grass abnormally or move a branch, as long as a weapon can break the cold light, that's enough!

Nearly [-] iron pagodas were destroyed, and nearly [-]% of them were lost in this round of rolling logs and rocks.The remaining ten thousand people still have an absolute chance of winning against the thousands of old cavalrymen from thousands of places that Pang Xie mentioned, even if they fight one after another!

Several of the most elite scouts in the iron stupa pounced out in disgrace, without needing to be assigned to talk, they each rushed to the position with the best view, keeping a firm eye on the hillsides on both sides.

The golden general stared at the shadow, and watched Pang Xie's horse stepping up a trail of smoke and falling into the Panguan ancient road.

……

The wind picked up the grass leaves, and the cold moonlight trickled down Ye Feng and splashed into the spring.

The scout's eyes were sour, and he looked closely under the moonlight between the clouds, and almost dug up the hillside with his eyes, but he still couldn't see the slightest clue.

Pang Xie had fled so far that even the arrows could not catch him, and the hillsides on both sides were still quiet.

Even though there were traitors running for their lives in front of them, the Han soldiers remained terribly calm. No one was disturbed by him, and no one was driven by hatred to disobey the military orders.

These people's trust in the comrades behind them seemed to be beyond their lives, so much so that everyone knew that even if Pang Xie was let go, there would be companions behind him who would cut off the sacrificial flag by his waist.

The wind is blowing and the grass is moving, but the gentle slope in front of you still seems to be unmanned, and it is so quiet that not a single bird on the branch can be startled.

The golden general trembled violently.

Absolutely no one!

In this seemingly peaceful slope in front of me, a white tiger with eyes gnashing its teeth and sucking blood is dormant, just waiting for its prey to fall into it!

In the silence, the ground suddenly trembled slightly.The land of Yunshuo and the direction of Yingcheng shook the sky and roared. From a distance, there was a billow of smoke and dust.

The golden man gripped the reins tightly, and turned back in shock.

Among the steep cliffs, Baicaokou was dead silent, it had been completely sealed by broken wood and stones and the corpse of Iron Buddha.