Go back to ancient times to be God of War

In the western region, in Kangtai Mountain, a seemingly lonely checkpoint stands in the middle of the mountain. The three characters of "Weichengguan" hang on the scarred wall, which looks a little crumbling.

Another morning.

Little soldier Yao Ding dragged his tired body up to the wall, raised his head and looked around vigilantly.

Looking down from this highland to the Acropolis Pass, the mountains and plains are densely packed with camps of Rong people. There are a few eagle whistles in the sky, reminding them that another round of bombing is coming, but this morning is cloudy and foggy. , should be able to drag on for a while.

Yao Ding sighed. A few days ago, he might have felt a little hopeless, but people are probably such small and tough creatures, desperate and hopeless, he even had a little detachment from being indifferent to life and death.

Or numbness.

Anyway... If this continues, when will you die is just a matter of time. If it is earlier, you will starve to death in the Acropolis Pass, or you will be killed by the bombs dropped by the Rong people with vultures. If it is later, you will be killed. The Rong people attacked and killed them.

Putting aside these life-and-death thoughts, Yao Ding stretched out his dirty hands, wiped two handfuls on the battle jacket that had several holes in his body, reached out to hold a coarse porcelain bowl with cracked edges, and squatted down. Under the city wall of Weicheng Pass, I started to eat it.

There was steaming hot soup in the rough porcelain bowl, and there were a few things that looked like meat skin floating on the cloudy liquid, but the choking smell that poured into the nostrils reminded Yao Ding that this was just a horse's bridle or something. The old cowhide was thrown into boiling water and boiled all night to barely feed the soldiers.

Yao Ding buried his head in the bowl, wolfed down the steaming soup, then picked up a small strip of cowhide and stuffed it into his mouth, trying to chew.

The mist around him grew thicker.

Just as he was struggling with the cowhide in his mouth, there was a rustling sound around him, Yao Ding raised his eyelids, and saw a short and stout soldier wearing a tattered uniform of the Jingyuan Army sitting on his buttocks. By his side, he held a large handful of straw and a piece of armor in his arms.

Yao Ding was not in the mood to greet him, and the little soldier didn't seem to have any, he just kept moving his hands, and soon, a scarecrow took shape.

"Hey, it's finally done!"

The short and sturdy soldier clapped the grass clippings on his hands, spat out the grass clippings that accidentally flew into his mouth twice, and quickly put a fiery red battle robe and a shining armor on the scarecrow's body. The body was erected with wooden sticks and placed on the wall.

Yao Ding couldn't bear his curiosity, and asked, "Brother, what are you...?"

The short and strong soldier smiled, with a little more expression on his face: "You will know in a while."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yao Ding heard a faint sound of shouting and shouting from a distance, he trembled all over, dropped the rough porcelain bowl in his hand, and quickly grasped the long knife in his hand.

The Tartars of Rong Kingdom are here again!

At the same time, the Acropolis closed.

Lin Lesheng was wearing heavy armor, staring at the stone wall in front of him with a sullen expression, and behind him was the dense army of the Rong Kingdom.

"Give it to me!" He yelled sharply, and drew out his sword with a flick of his hand.

The sergeants behind swarmed forward and marched forward steadily. As the distance approached, an astonishing scene suddenly appeared in Lin Lesheng's vision.

There was only a burst of loud and enthusiastic cheers coming from the Acropolis Pass, and then, the war drums beating violently, the horns blared, and several fiery red flags with the word "Qi" printed on them were suddenly raised against the wind. Suddenly, a figure in a red battle robe and bright light armor appeared on the city.

"The Red General is here! It's the Red General!"

The pupils of a soldier from the Rong Kingdom shrank suddenly, and suddenly let out a terrified scream.

This name seemed to be a curse, and instantly aroused the terrifying memories of many soldiers of the Rong Kingdom. Huiyang Mountain Pass, Molin Snow Mountain, Ganhuaguan, Luo County... these place names instantly seemed like huge boulders pressing on their hearts. Every place name represents a terrible victory, and also represents the tragic fate of the opponent, making these soldiers of the Rong Kingdom who have only heard of Qi Yang's name tremble with fear.

The soldiers and horses under the Weicheng Pass were thrown into disarray in an instant.

How could it be him?Shouldn't he be controlled by his father in the capital? !

When Lin Lesheng saw the figure in red, his heart also jumped suddenly, and a complex emotion surged, intertwined with resentment, hatred, jealousy, and such an imperceptible strange longing, which stirred his hairs for a while. Standing upside down, heartbroken, by the time he reacted, the formation of soldiers and horses under him had become a mess.

"Calm! Calm! Keep the formation! Retreat!"

His eyes were blood red, he waved the long sword in his hand in vain, and shouted angrily.

The person who closed the door was waiting for this moment, only to hear a few rustling sounds suddenly, as if something came through the air, Lin Lesheng's pupils shrank slightly, and he immediately raised his arm to hold a sword flower, and there were a few tinkling sounds, three swords The black feather arrow had been cut off by him to the ground.

The sound of arrow clusters plunging into flesh and blood was constantly heard around me, which made people startled for no reason. After the sudden appearance of the "Red General", the soldiers of Rong State were already in chaos. How could they survive the baptism of this round of arrow rain? , Many soldiers were unprepared, fell off their horses in the violent collision, and became dead souls on the battlefield.

The more people died, the faster the panic spread. Lin Lesheng's heart shuddered, his dantian sank, and he hissed, "Retreat—did you hear me! Retreat!"

Only then did the disorganized soldiers of the Rong Kingdom regain their sanity, lost their souls, and fled outside the Weicheng Pass with their helmets and armor removed.

Yao Ding, who was standing on the wall, panted heavily and put down the bow and arrow in his hand. He stared at the soldiers of the Rong Kingdom who were fleeing from the gate in disbelief.

"Of course." The short and strong soldier proudly put down his bow and arrow, and patted his Jingyuan army uniform on his chest: "Our General Qi's name is so useful!"

Yao Ding looked at the scarecrow in red robe beside him with reverence.

It's just a dummy wearing a red robe, but it can have such a big effect... If the real person can come, how amazing it would be!

It's a pity that General Xiao Qi is now trapped in the capital...

Thinking of this, Yao Ding's eyes showed a trace of frustration, but he was dispelled by the light of hope in an instant.

Even if Little General Qi can't come for the time being, this dummy General Qi should be able to resist for a while!Maybe they can persist until General Xiao Qi comes to rescue them?

The soldiers who closed the Acropolis Pass were very excited, but Lin Lesheng, who was gradually withdrawing from the effective attack range of the bow and arrow, suddenly turned his head and stared at the man in red and gold on the top of the Acropolis Pass that was filled with fog. A's figure, his eyes gradually turned blood red.

No, something is wrong.

Having been together day and night for many years, he knows Qi Yang too well... If he can get rid of the trap set by his father and come here, then the firearms battalion must have been settled... If this is the case, there is no reason for him not to let the soldiers use lethal force More powerful firecrackers, but send soldiers to shoot arrows at them...

Lin Lesheng's heart jumped in an instant, he didn't know whether it was luck or regret, his eyes were wide open, and he inspected the figure in the mist inch by inch, suddenly a flash of inspiration came to his mind.

"Stop!" He shouted loudly: "Keep going! That man on the city wall is a dummy! The Red General is not at the Acropolis Pass at all!"

After retreating to a safe area, most of the remaining soldiers of Rong Kingdom also recovered their composure, and hurriedly looked up when they heard the commander's order.

Coincidentally, at this time, a breeze blew across the mountain, blowing away the mist, and the red figure standing on the wall became clear, revealing the rough straw body covered by the armor .

"Hahaha! It seems that this Xia Kingdom is really out of ammunition and food, and it has fallen to the point of using such ghostly tricks!" Lin Lesheng laughed loudly, his eyes were full of certainty: "Give it to me! The Weicheng Pass must be supported Can't stop, today we will take it down and swing the sword in the Central Plains!"

When the soldiers of Rong State saw the dummy made of straw, a big stone in their hearts fell heavily to the ground. They let out a burst of mocking laughter and lined up again. After hearing Lin Lesheng's order, they lined up in a loud voice. With a good formation, he rushed towards the foot of the Acropolis Pass again with great strides.

Above the Weicheng Pass, the soldiers of the Xia Kingdom were rejoicing and celebrating that the people of the Rong Kingdom had retreated without a fight, but they didn't expect that in less than a stick of incense, the rumble of horseshoes and the sound of fighting could be heard again. Li A Niu suddenly turned his head to look, and sure enough, the Rong Guojun in the distance seemed to have been beaten with chicken blood, and made a comeback in the direction of where he was!

"No!" Yao Ding quickly reacted, cold sweat dripped from his forehead, and looked up at the increasingly intense sun in despair: "The fog cleared, and the dummy was found—"

Before the words were finished, Rong Guobing had already rushed to the foot of Weicheng Pass. Lin Lesheng showed a smile of victory, Xiexie raised his lips, and waved his hand: "Isn't there so much hay that there is no place to tie scarecrows? Set fire! Burn them all clean." !"

"Yes!"

The soldiers of the Rong State responded in unison, only to hear a "boom", several torches were gradually lit, and iron claws tied with flammable hemp ropes were thrown onto the guns one by one.

Yao Ding was in a hurry, with tears in his eyes, desperately slashing the hemp rope in front of him with his knife, but the rope seemed to have a will of its own, cutting more and more.

An atmosphere of despair gradually enveloped the entire Acropolis Pass.

Closed, the torches of Rong Guojun's torches were already close to the shaking hemp rope, and soon, the hemp rope would turn into a lead wire, burning the defenders who closed the entire acropolis to nothing.

"I'm really going to die..." The corners of Yao Ding's eyes were finally wet with tears at this moment: "Is there anyone who can come and save me..."

Just before he was about to pick up the long knife in his hand and give himself a happy moment, Yao Ding suddenly felt a warm and strong hand on his shoulder. It was obviously just a casual touch, but it was so heavy that he couldn't move. .

"My Daxia officers and soldiers, how can I admit defeat before the last moment?"

A strange and magnetic male voice sounded next to his ears, and a red figure strode past him and walked quickly to the edge of the wall.

Yao Ding stared blankly at the figure in bright armor and red robe, and saw that he took out a black cylinder from his waist, aimed at the soldiers of the Rong Kingdom who were eager to try under a hemp rope, and pressed the cylinder without hesitation. The trigger was pulled.

"Oh!"

There was a short and cracking sound, and a Rong soldier fell down.

Lin Lesheng's heart shook violently, he raised his head suddenly, and fixed his eyes on the red figure on the city wall.

Qi Yang was expressionless, with a trace of bloodthirsty coldness in his eyes, he aimed the firecracker in his direction, and said in a deep voice, "Long time no see, Lin Lesheng."

As soon as the words fell, a row of soldiers in uniforms of the Jingyuan Army appeared on the wall of Weicheng Pass, and they loaded their guns neatly, aiming at the Rong Guo soldiers under the wall.

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The big ones are done, now it's time to catch the little ones!

——Thank you Qiaobe for mine~! ———

Thanks to the little angels who voted for me or irrigated the nutrient solution~

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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!