If there is a comeback

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"Young Master, where is it?" Yu Luocha leaned on the soft couch, casually playing with a dagger, and then stabbed it out violently. The dagger sank into the jade-paved ground, and the whole large piece of jade slowly fell. The crack opened, but the crack was still spreading, until the bottom of the hidden guard at the head of Yu Luocha.

At this time, the dark guard only felt a cold air rise from the soles of his feet, but he didn't dare to look up at Yu Luocha. He suppressed his fear, pulled out a letter from his sleeve, and presented it to Yu Luocha, before bowing his head. He said: "Master, the young master appeared in Wusun Kingdom on the 22nd. This is the news from the Wusun stronghold."

Yu Luocha took the letter, glanced at ten lines at a glance, and said with a half-smile: "He is really a good son of this king."

He put down the letter and remained silent for a long time. Yu Luocha's voice was filled with coldness and a trace of helplessness that no one could detect: "Order from the general altar to let all the countries in the Western Regions help the young master... a mere Mongolia, Most of the troops are still being dragged by Ye Gucheng, I think, if there is resistance, this situation can be cleaned up."

The fluffy words fell, and what kind of indulgence and blood were mixed in them. . .

After the dark guard left, Yu Luocha looked at the letter in his hand, and a soft laugh appeared in the room, coldly rushing to his face: "My son..."

Juyongguan

On March 22, the Mongolian army, which had rested for a day, reappeared outside the city wall of Juyongguan, with eighteen banners and [-] elite Mongolian soldiers.

However, in Juyongguan, counting the old and the weak, there were only less than 3 people at this time. . .

This is a fight to the death.

Zhao Chuang was wearing a full suit of iron armor, and his cold breath pierced the heart of the man from the iron armor.However, at this moment, he knelt in front of a person and blocked the person's way. . .It was Ye Gucheng.

"Your Majesty, this battle is dangerous, and all your subjects will die. Please retreat to Yangping Pass." Zhao Chuang had a resolute face, and the aura emanating from him was indomitable and tragic.

Ye Gucheng supported Zhao Chuang with his inner strength: "In this battle, I will fight side by side with you." His eyes showed undeniable persistence, "Gu's martial arts are enough to protect himself, general, don't worry about it." I."

After finishing speaking, Ye Gucheng walked around Zhao Chuang, walked up the city wall alone, and stood under the fluttering flag. The man in white stood tall on the highest point like this, giving people the strongest morale with perseverance. Ye Gucheng has to do The most important thing is to condense the morale of this city to the highest level, and the best way is this. He used his internal strength to expand his voice to the maximum: "Gu Nai Jianwu Emperor, in this battle, I will be with you, and I will be with you!" . . . same, survive, perish!!!" Each word stunned people's hearts. Just ask, if your king fights with you, why don't you repay him with your greatest strength and defend him? , and defend the prosperous world behind him. . .

Almost at the same moment, the soldiers raised their weapons together, with fanaticism in their eyes, and shouted: "Live and die together!!! Live and die together!!!" The crazy momentum broke through the stacked clouds in the sky, letting the sun shine down. . .

At the same time, the Mongolian soldiers have already approached the city, and the morale of the soldiers has risen to the extreme. If they don't come out now, when will they wait!

The Mongolian soldiers had already boarded the ruined city ladder, and Zhao Chuang yelled, "Hot water, get ready, pour it!" Following Zhao Chuang's words, a team composed of some old or too young people immediately served hot water. Yes, in the still slightly cold air, white mist gathered together, the sound of "magnetic pull" sounded, and the Mongolian soldiers who climbed the ladder were thrown down continuously. The water was slippery and the weather was cold. It turned into ice, making it difficult for people to climb, but the Mongolian soldiers still climbed up desperately. This loss was almost ignored by the Mongolian soldiers, and it was true.

Zhao Chuang saw that the second wave of Mongolian people had continued to climb the ladder, raised his right hand, and shouted, "Archers, let the arrows go!"

After speaking, another team replaced them, drew their bows, and released their arrows.

Although the Mongols were wearing armor, the strong wind from the arrows on the city wall from top to bottom easily penetrated their armor, causing heavy casualties, but the arrows were exhausted eventually. For the Mongolian soldiers who can't see clearly the number of them climbing the wall, they can only use stones, branches, or even bricks and tiles to consume the combat power of the Mongolian soldiers.

Alslen swung his knife to chop off the flying arrows. Looking at the white shadow on the city wall, his heart became a little tense, and more impatient, he took out the three-stone bow, and the same three arrows Arrow, the sound of piercing the sky sounded, the arrow has been fired, and the target is naturally only Ye Gucheng!

The three arrows were finished in the shape of characters, thinking about Ye Gucheng and shooting them, just like the sword that killed Yang Yong, the dangerous breath was approaching.

Ye Gucheng stood under the highest banner with a cold and solemn face. He was the biggest target. When the arrows hit him, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and the next moment, a sword light flashed. The three arrows came from At the very front, Shengsheng was split in half by Ye Gucheng, the power of the sword is here!

Zhao Chuang had been paying attention to the safety of Ye Gucheng, but now he really saw Ye Gucheng's combat power, he was relieved and continued to command the enemy.

Arslen already knew that it would be futile, but he still couldn't help being disappointed. He became a little annoyed and said to the followers around him: "Give me all the power to attack the city! This king wants Ye Gucheng, die!!!"

When the first Mongolian soldiers jumped onto the city wall, it was already past noon, and the sun was a little westward. They had been guarding this battle for three full hours. . .

Zhao Chuang cut down a raiding Mongolian soldier again, the sky had darkened, and his armor was already stained red with blood, whether it was the enemy's or his own.Another knife slashed at him, and he turned around to resist, but he couldn't stop the other two who were flanking him at the same time. He thought that the next moment, he would be cut under the enemy, but, the next moment, the sound of sword collision sounded, Zhao Chuang was half kneeling on the ground, blood dripping from the iron armor. . .

In the distance, the horn finally sounded again, this is. . .The voice of retreating troops. . .

Juyongguan was guarded. . .

By the light of the fire, Yang Yong saw the man in white, like a blood-soaked Shura, harvesting the heads of the remaining Mongolian soldiers one step at a time, the blood stained his clothes, his hair, and even his sword. . .Suddenly, Yang Yong stood up and kowtowed, "Long live my emperor!"

Countless voices came together, and the great faith broke through the countless evil spirits contained in the sky, allowing the moonlight to shine on this blood-baptized land again. . .

The author has something to say: The war is on!

The decisive significance of the city master is to boost morale!

Very plump!

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