My son sleeps lightly

Xiao Chong rode on the horse, side by side with Chang Qin, the two were similar in stature, but completely different in temperament.

The goose-feathered snow flew with the wind and fell on the armor of the soldiers, and it melted completely at once, leaving only the bone-chilling chill to fight with the blood in their hearts.

Xiao Chong exhaled, wrapped the cloud of white mist between his hands and covered his face, "Are you ready?"

"En." Chang Qin was indifferent.

There is a chilling aura around him, making people afraid to get close, no matter the enemy or us.

Chang Qin is not popular in the army at all, and the people under him are better at obeying him than being friendly with him.

This kind of absolute strength, people can only look up to.

He is such a sharp sword, it can stabilize people's hearts when standing upright, and it can stab the opponent's chest and belly when it is horizontal.

Only Xiao Chong still remembers that this sword was once a soft scarf for others.

Xiao Chong lowered his head and glanced at the obsidian necklace on his neck. This is his amulet, his all destination.

The city guards seemed to be more impatient, before Xiao Chong and the others could take any action, thousands of arrows had already flown down.

Xiao Chong raised his head and shouted sharply, "Defense!"

The front row of shield soldiers all knelt down, and the shields enough to cover the whole body stood up.

The people in the second row stood upright, their arms were amazing, they lifted their shields into the air, and inserted them into the gaps between the shields of the first row.

So far, Xiao Chong and the others were surrounded by iron walls, and the opponent's arrows could not hit them at all.

Xiao Chong tilted his head, brought the horse close to Chang Qin's, and said in a low voice, "Is it going to last until they run out?"

Chang Qin raised his eyes to look at Xiao Chong, and he didn't know if it was his own illusion, Xiao Chong lived more and more like Ye Lan these years, especially the snot in his eyebrows.

But Chang Qin didn't think much, and nodded to Xiao Chong, "I see."

He knew what Xiao Chong meant, and glanced back at the guards who were beside him, and they all reacted.

At a place where the defenders could not see, a group of cavalry quickly circled to the back and moved silently towards the distant mountain.

Xiao Chong raised his head and looked at the sky, in fact, it should have been like this long ago.

The city lord of Wuling City didn't know how many years he had been stockpiling bows and arrows. Once they decided to attack the city, there would be a rain of arrows every three days, and a large arrow array once every five days. Anyway, they didn't plan to confront directly.

Xiao Chong and the others have encountered such a situation before, but they have never had such abundant logistics in Wuling City.

Chang Qinin had mentioned several times before that he would lead a surprise attack, but Xiao Chong always wanted to reduce casualties, so he did not agree.

But it's been dragging on for two months, and I really can't afford it if I don't do it again.

Xiao Chong turned his head sideways, looked at the mountain side, and waited leisurely, hearing the crackling sound of arrows being blocked by the shield, thinking that these arrows wasted by the opponent could be collected in due time.

Xue Rui leaned over at this moment, "How long do we have to wait here?"

"The people who went there were all picked by Chang Qin himself, and they should be fine if they don't have more than two sticks of incense."

The group of people that Chang Qin selected had very different personalities, and they were all known as lone wolves. They were very disobedient in the previous establishment, either bullying others or being isolated. under his hands.

They got along very well as a group of people, and nothing else happened.

There is nothing particularly magical about this cavalry team. They all speak based on their strength. If you can beat me, I will listen to you. They are simple-minded and quick in action, exactly the same as Chang Qin.

Chang Qin himself doesn't care, if someone among them can surpass him, he is willing to let the virtuous.

Xiao Chong acquiesced to this, and following Chang Qin's tossing around, he only put their tents together, and even the leader of the gang prepared for them separately.

Soon, they became the blades of this army, no matter how impregnable the enemy's walls were, they could make a hole in them.

Sure enough, with two sticks of incense, a red flag was raised in the mountains.

The flag was raised twice, meaning it was ready.

"Move!" Xiao Chong ordered.

The shield soldiers in the second row retreated quickly, holding their shields high above their heads to cover themselves, while those in the front row stood up and took the first step.

Their footsteps were heavy, and the opponent's arrow rain had a feeling of being disrupted.

Holding the horse rope, Xiao Chong winked at the bannerman, who immediately waved the flag to signal Chang Qin.

More than 300 cavalry rushed down from the mountains, and their horseshoes stepped on the snow, splashing a burst of white mist.

Chang Qin rushed to the front. When he reined in the horse's head, the whole body of the horse was raised high, and the defenders on the city wall were almost scared to death.

He really thought that Chang Qin would jump directly onto the city wall.

Xiao Chong saw that the opponent was in a mess, his eyes widened, "Attack!"

The shield soldiers, who were still strong step by step just now, quickly retreated to both sides, and the archers followed behind them, covering the large army.

Xiao Chong rushed forward, matching Chang Qin's posture from a distance.

The tacit understanding between the two of them is far from being comparable to ordinary people.

The other soldiers always thought that the relationship between the two was very good.

But they don't know that the scar on Chang Qin's forehead is still thanks to Xiao Chong.

The memory of my childhood is always deep.

The person I liked when I was young is always on the tip of my heart.

Under the shadow of the sword, the flesh and blood were stripped from the bones and fell to the ground, but the sound was inaudible.

The falling snow was soon dyed red and became the red mud under the horse's hooves, trampled on for no reason.

Xiao Chong brandished the weapon in his hand and stabbed it into someone's body, which was completely different from the feeling he had when he killed someone for the first time.

The mind that used to be afraid and fearful has long been numb.

he is.

Finally able to support the world for Ye Lan.