Their Lucky Star Was Transmigrated!

Dust is flying on the vast desert of the Gobi.

Uncountable northern barbarian cavalry lined up and marched slowly.

Under the sky, this dense northern barbarian cavalry is like a dark river flowing slowly on this Gobi desert. But as long as people see this scene, they will be nervous.

Because, no one knows when this looking smooth river will suddenly become agitated, turning into that rolling torrent, annihilating everything in front of it.

Water is good for all things without fighting.

But water can also be evil, and huge waves can overwhelm the sky.

The goshawk soars in the sky, sometimes diving down, bringing back weak prey.

On the back of the flaming sweaty BMW, Tuobahun, the little prince of Beiman, wrapped himself tightly, with only a pair of eagle-like eyes exposed outside, staring at the front.

Three fast horses quickly emerged from the horizon, holding the Northern Barbarian Grey Wolf banner in their hands.

Tuoba Hun slowly raised his hand, and the guard behind him immediately blew the horn hung on the horse's back.

The northern barbarian cavalry slowly stopped, waiting for the fast horse to approach.

"Report—"

As the fast horse approached, the knight said loudly, "The latest news from Tang Guo, King Yan is not dead!"

King Yan is not dead!

The news came from the horse rider's mouth, and it didn't even need to be spread, and it spread at lightning speed among the northern barbarian cavalry.

In just a moment, Tuoba Hun's northern barbarian cavalry all knew the sad news.

Yan Wang Lizhen is still alive, which is great news for the people of Datang. But for the people of the Northern Barbarian, it was terrible news.

Yan Wang, Yan Wang!

"My warriors, you are scared!"

"In the face of that devil, you have already lost the courage of the descendants of the gray wolf!"

"You guys, do you want to be cowards for a lifetime?"

"Let your children and grandchildren live forever under the fear of that devil?"

"Huang Fengkou, I, Tuobahun, your little prince, will take the lead in the charge!"

"The descendants of Canglang, never fear!"

"Out—"

Tuobahun only raised the morale of the people around him with just a few simple words. As for the other cavalry, he didn't need him, the little prince, to raise points one by one, he had the influence of the people around him.

They are the descendants of gray wolves, they are fearless!

The horse is galloping, and the target is close to the yellow wind.

Once, in the battle of Huang Fengkou, Beiman was defeated horribly, forging the prestige of Yan Wang Lizhen.

Now, he Tuobahun, the little prince of Beiman, will win Huang Fengkou and be ashamed.

Tuoba Hun came with ten thousand knights, all of whom were one man and three riders.

Put on a surprise attitude!

But in fact, Tuobahun didn't want to take the Huang Fengkou in a surprise attack. He wanted to take the Huang Fengkou upright and let the Tang people know that they were brave in the North.

...

At this time, the Huangfengkou, above the pass, less than a thousand defenders are waiting.

News of the war has been sent back to Datang, and reinforcements are on their way, but no one knows when the reinforcements will arrive.

Before the reinforcements arrive, the only thing they can do is fight to the death!

There is no escape from the frontier army of the Tang Dynasty.

King Yan once broke the backbone of Beiman at Huangfengkou. Now, since they guarded Huang Fengkou, they could not fall into the prestige of King Yan.

"Lieutenant, here comes!"

"coming!"

In the Huangfengkou's Aicheng, Guan Ting, the benevolent captain who commanded thousands of people, was sharpening his sword, and his subordinate soldiers suddenly rushed in.

"Go, kill the thief with a certain!"

Guan Ting took the big knife and walked outside.

"Wrong, wrong, no, no, yes, reinforcements are here!"

"What?"

Hearing the words of the soldiers, Guan Ting paused, "Reinforcements are coming?"

"Why is it so fast?"

From the news of the war, Guan Ting felt that he had probably come to an end in his life. But he didn't want to escape, because he almost became a member of the whirlwind rider.

Now, he wants to prove himself, even if he hasn't become a member of Whirlwind Rider, Guan Ting is still a man.

"School lieutenant, still, go and see, let's see!"

The soldiers stammered.

Well, Guan Ting's soldiers did not stutter because of excitement, but stuttered in the first place.

So when the imperial court recruited soldiers, his family happily arranged him to join the army.

Guan Ting also saw that he was pitiful, so he took him by his side.

However, under normal circumstances, he is not responsible for such things as sending orders.

When Guan Ting thought of this, his eyes widened, and he felt that the other soldiers had gone to the city again.

"Oh my god, this group of stinky boys, when the school lieutenant is a lieutenant, if it weren't for the coming of Beiman, I would have to hit them!"

Guan Ting strode out of his small courtyard, planning to see the court's reinforcements first, and didn't know if he could fight.

Then, Guan Ting saw his other soldiers, even many soldiers guarding the pass, and they all ran off the pass at this moment.

"Boys, are you going to go to heaven?"

"Never guarding the pass, I just want to—"

Guan Ting was also dumbfounded before he finished speaking.

Eight cattle crossbow!

Frames of Ba Niu crossbows are being transported out of the pass, and there are still people moving frames of Ba Niu crossbows to the pass.

The Ba Niu crossbow, which required at least six people to lift, was carried by one person.

"I……"

Guan Ting swallowed and looked at Xu Lao Er, who was carrying Ba Niu crossbow up to the pass. He just felt like this is still a human being?

With this strength, when did the court have such a fierce man?

However, Guan Ting's shock has just begun.

Because the number of these eight crossbows is too much.

"Lieutenant, there, over there, also, there is more!"

The stammering soldier pointed to the other side.

There, the civilian husband who came to transport military supplies, but the armor he wore was better than the equipment of the regular town army such as Huang Fengkou.

Of course, this is not critical.

The key is that these so-called civil servants, why everyone is carrying a crossbow.

No, some people wear strong bows.

Carrying a strong bow and crossbow, you said that this is the man who escorted supplies?

"Shoot—"

The powerful Guan Ting, who was shocked by the reinforcements, was suddenly awakened by a roar. He turned to look and saw a volley of volleys from the wall of Guanai.

Guan Ting's eyes widened. Isn't this a prodigal son?

When he hurried up the city wall, he was even more shocked!

The Ba Niu crossbow was placed not only on the city wall, but also under the city wall.

In front of the line of sight, the Ba Niu crossbow under the city wall was clearly shooting intensively.

"Oh, my little sister is right!"

On the wall of the pass, Xu Lao Er touched his upper body with a little shyness, a little frightened.

Personal martial arts, in the face of such a big killer, fart is useless.

Thinking of the scene when Fubao waved his little hand and said "shoot, shoot, shoot", Xu Lao Er suddenly felt that martial arts training was not good anymore!

No, if martial arts training is useless, why does the little girl practice every day?

Xu Lao Er looked at his eldest brother.

At this time, Boss Xu was also shocked!