Marquis of Grand Xia

The northern part of the Yan State, the winter is coming, full of silver.

In the military camp, the training of the recruits became more and more difficult, and the atmosphere became more and more heavy as the spring approached.

The news of the northern spies from the Wuchao, the Wu Dynasty is gathering troops and horses, ready to go south when the Spring Festival arrives.

These news are not good news for the 50,000 recruits in the new battalion. Although the 50,000 recruits have improved a lot after three months of training, they still have a lot worse than the battlefield.

After all, war is different from training. The beginning of war means death, and hard training is incomparable.

Ning Fan and Zhu Ye are also very nervous. The two have never experienced war. The hearts of the two wars are full of fear.

However, compared to Ning Fan, Zhu night, eager to make meritorious deeds in the war, is slightly better. At the same time of fear, there is still a glimmer of expectation for the war.

Just in the mood of everyone or fear or expectation, the spring of the North is coming.

In the cold winter, all things ushered in the recovery season, and in the early spring of this vitality recovery, the Wu Dynasty in the north finally began to take action.

Prepared a winter Wu Dynasty, all the resources of grain and grass resources continue to be transported to the front line, and after the grain and materials, the Princess of the Dynasty, Yu Ling, led the 200,000 Army to the south, amazing The battle, shaking the world.

Yan Guo Imperial Court, Yan Di received the news that the Northern Wu Dynasty sent troops to the south, and was furious. He immediately sent the Yan General Great General to the north.

In the northern part of the Yan State, the south of the city, the Yan State defenders fully resisted the attack of the Wu Dynasty Army, and the losses were extremely heavy.

Seeing the south of the city is about to fall, the military camp not far from the south of the city, Ning Fan and other 50,000 new recruits are all sent to the battlefield.

The real war has finally arrived.

200,000 to 50,000, one of the Yue Ling princesses, the Wushu elite, one side is the remnant of the sub-Nancheng, plus 50,000 new recruits trained for only three months, seriously unequal From the very beginning, the combat power predicted the failure of this war.

In the south of the city, the soldiers of Ningfan’s Wanqian Yanguo entered the battlefield and saw the cruelty of war for the first time.

Death, so close.

In just half a day, the 50,000 new soldiers in the defending city died more than 5,000, and the blood dyed red the entire wall, and the body was full of the city corner.

Many recruits have seen such cruel scenes all scared, and others are more afraid of vomiting, one of them is Ning Fan.

Born in the ordinary, Ning Fan, in addition to reading more than others, there is no superiority. In the face of the cruelty of war, the fear in the heart is no less than anyone.

After a half-day cruel battle, Ning Fan scared even standing still, or Zhu night forced to support, only to be soft.

There are not a few ordinary recruits like Ning Fan. After a big war, they are scared.

General of the defending city saw that the 50,000 recruits were so unbearable and powerless.

He also walked from a recruit to this day and understood the long and painful growth process. However, the Wu Dynasty did not have the time for these people to grow up. If the 50,000 recruits could not overcome the fear of war, up to five On the day, the city of Vishna will be broken.

At night, the soldiers in the city’s patrols came and went with the torches, and the look was tense.

Night, always frightening, especially after a fierce battle, the soldiers in the city are not afraid to relax half-time, always tighten their minds.

In the middle of the night, it was the turn of Ning Fan and Zhu Ye, who patrolled the team. The two climbed up from the camp, dressed in a suit and took the weapon to go on a tour.

Three more hours, it is the most exhausting moment of a person. Most of the soldiers in the city have already slept, and the heart of the day is tense, making the 50,000 new recruits more exhausted.

At this time, in front of the city, a black shadow jumped up the tower, and the scimitar crossed, killing a soldier on the tower.

Eleven black shadows, everyone is uncommon, just counting time, they will kill all the soldiers on the tower.

“How can it be so quiet?”

In the city, the patrolling Zhu night looked at the tower not far away and opened the way.

“Is it quiet, it means nothing happened.”

Ning Fan looked at Zhu night’s gaze and said.

“Not quite right.”

Zhu night looked at the direction of the city building, condensed, “too quiet.”

Suddenly, in the night, one The black shadows passed, and each person held a machete in his hand, quickly killing all the blockers.

“No, someone is going to camp, you have to open the city gate!”

Zhu night saw a lot of black shadows, shouting loudly.

The sound of Zhu night, resounding through the darkness, a man who looked at the tower and immediately stepped forward.

Under the night, thousands of soldiers armed with swordsmen came forward to stop the eleven black men from opening the city gate.

However, everything is too late.

Eleven martial arts high-powered black men killed the soldiers who guarded the city gate and opened the city gate.

The next moment, an arrow flew up the sky and blew up a splendid fireworks.

And not far from the north of the city, the three thousand cavalry has long waited for a long time, ready to go.

At the moment when the arrow flew up to the sky, Yue Ling’s princess flashed through the stream and waved.

Suddenly, three thousand cavalry rushed out like a hot metal torrent, heading for the south of the city.

In the city of Vishnan, eleven martial arts high-powered black men defended the city gate and won the most precious half-quarter time for the arrival of three thousand cavalry.

As cavalry stepped through the sounds of Great Land, all Yan Guo recruits showed fear on their faces.

In the dark night, even the moonlight could hardly be seen. Three thousand cavalry rushed from afar and rushed into the city.

Killing, starting from this.

The scimitar is crossed, and the waterfall is full of blood, and the beautiful is fascinating.

The brilliance of life is so brilliant at the last moment, every soldier will try his best to resist, just to survive.

Before the three thousand cavalry, the Yue Ling hand-held scimitar in silver armor smashed a road of blood dyed, and the scimitar passed without a lifetime.

Ning Fan, who was scared and stupid, stood there and couldn’t move. The point of the scimitar came, like Death’s sickle, and ruthlessly killed.

“Be careful!”

Aside, Zhu night saw it and immediately rushed over and threw down the stupid Ning Fan to the ground.

The scimitar crossed, and a bloody flower was thrown on the shoulders of Zhu night. Immediately, Yue Ling frowned, patted the horse, grabbed the reins in one hand, and slid down from the horse. Head to two people.

“Be careful!”

Ning Fan, who was thrown to the ground, saw the oncoming blade light and forgot the fear, holding Zhu night and rolling around, hiding Over blade light.

The two most ordinary Yan national recruits, in order to live, struggled and struggled, covered in mud, and looked very embarrassed.

Yue Ling fell through the air, swaying over and returning to the horse’s back. One hand slammed the reins, the horse screamed, the front hooves lifted, and they stepped toward the two.

Ning Fan and Zhu night did not respond, and they were stepped by the horses.

Up and down the horse, one kills, one survives, and different fates, also fight for fate.