nucmednet Chapter 858 His Master is Here
Chapter 858 His Master is Here
I will still be a Beiyi person in my next life! Chi Yue didn't say this.
Tang Xinghe listened carefully and burst into tears.
In the next life, we will still be Beiyi people! In the next life, we will still be brothers!
I'm sorry, I won't be so reckless again. Please wait a moment, the gentleman is here to rescue us.
Outside the city, three long and one short horn sounds tore through the night sky. This was the "Iron Cavalry Chiseling the Formation" tune used by the main force of the northern wing.
The sound of horse hooves was like rolling thunder, carrying with it the rough sandstorm of Guicheng, causing the torches on the city wall to flicker.
The city gate was knocked.
The first sound: Boom!
The copper nails on the door rotated and brushed past the armor of the Wan State guards, instantly creating sparks.
The Wan State guards were shocked and shouted "Report"... the head had been separated.
The city gate banged for the second time: Boom!
The light of fire outside the city shone through the cracks. Amid the flying wood spurs, one could see the dust raised by countless horse hooves amid the torches.
The guards in the city ran in panic, "Report... the North Wing people are attacking!"
The people of Wan were greatly shocked and their army became demoralized.
The body of the Guicheng governor was still shaking on the city wall. Several young generals on the north wing resisted the repeated attacks of 20,000 people on the city wall.
This had already dealt a heavy blow to the confidence of the Wan people. Now, when they heard the banging of the city gates and the attack horns of the Northern Wing people, one louder than the other, they felt fear spreading and a sense of death sweeping over them.
Fight, lose. Don't fight, lose too. Rong He ordered, "Notify Lang Zhuo to come to the tower and fight the enemy!"
Guicheng has one main general and two deputy generals.
The commander-in-chief who also served as the governor of Guicheng was Wu Le.
Now that the main general is dead, the only people in Guicheng who have a say and have troops under their command are Lang Zhuo, besides Rong He.
The guard somersaulted to report the news.
But what Rong He didn't know was that Lang Zhuo not only sent people to watch on the city wall, but his subordinates also brought back news of reinforcements outside the city.
The reinforcements from Wan State were ambushed and killed by the northern cavalry at Wulipo.
Lang Zhuo knew that the situation was hopeless, so he led his troops to escape from the back mountain.
The guards who went to notify him came back empty-handed... and he didn't want to go back to the city wall to die, so he ran away directly from the back mountain.
The so-called bloody wolf nature of the Wan people is nothing more than bullying the weak and fearing the strong. This point is described in detail in the "Recovering Lost Territory" in Yan Xingchen's "Records of Mountains and Rivers of the Northern Wing" after the war.
At this moment, the city gate made a third sound: Crack! The entire city gate fell down at an angle.
Rong He hurriedly ordered, "Kill!"
His voice was shaking and his whole body was trembling.
It turns out that the beasts in Wan State are also afraid of death!
The city gates had been breached. Amid the smoke and dust, the northern wing's cavalry came on the moon.
The leader was a tall young man who seemed to have transformed into the night, with frost of blood still condensed on his heavy black iron armor.
A new wound on his brow was still bleeding, but it made his deep eyes look even sharper than a knife.
The moonlight flowed across his cold white cheeks, casting a cold shadow on his cheekbones.
The gentleman Cen Yuan mentioned by Tang Xinghe is here! He has brought a large army to rescue them!
When the city gate was knocked open, Cen Yuan gave an order.
"Kill!" Decisive, stern, without a trace of hesitation.
Following the shout of "kill", the first ones to rush into the city gate were not the Iron Cavalry Battalion, but the lightning-fast war dogs.
The war dog was wearing chain mail armor, the armor plates of which were covered with barbs, shining coldly in the moonlight.
Wherever it passed, there was wailing.
The archers on the city wall hurriedly took their positions, and before the bowstrings were fully drawn, the war dogs turned into black whirlwinds and circled around.
They would change direction sharply every three leaps, and their soft feather arrows would fall on the stone slabs behind them, splashing up a string of sparks.
The Wan soldiers were unable to retreat in time and were wounded by feather arrows.
The formation was in disarray! Curses and cries of pain rose up from all directions.
In a few breaths, several war dogs rushed to the bottom of the city wall.
The Wan soldiers, who were determined to die, swung their swords at the war dogs, but the war dogs turned around and pounced, biting their throats.
The Wan soldiers became afraid again.
Afraid of Beiyi people, afraid of Beiyi dogs! Afraid of... death!
On the one hand, the archers on the tower did not dare to shoot arrows at will and hurt their own people. On the other hand, Tang Xinghe and others set up a "goose formation", sometimes forming a human shape, sometimes forming a single shape, and rushed forward to kill the archers.
His master is here! This realization rekindled the vitality of Tang Xinghe and others, and their fighting spirit was boiling.
Suddenly, Ye Baoer, the leader of the war dogs, stood up and slammed his front paws heavily on the cracks in the bricks of the city wall.
This seemingly meaningless action provided a leverage point for the following war dogs. Four black shadows stepped on its shoulders and flew into the air, leaping onto the two-meter-high battlement.
The Wan archers were horrified to discover that these northern war dogs hunted with terrifying tactical wisdom.
The war dogs could actually fight together. One was responsible for knocking over the quiver, one was dedicated to attacking the archer's lower body, one was dedicated to attacking the lower part of the archer's right thumb, and one was dedicated to guarding the entrance to the stairs of the tower to kill the reinforcements.
A young archer had just put the arrow on when his entire thumb, along with the cow tendon bowstring, was precisely cut off by the sharp teeth of the war dog.
Blood splattered on the arrow feathers, and the arrow that could never be shot fell powerlessly from the city wall.
The war dogs even knew how to take turns to rest. After completing several waves of attacks, the four dogs retreated to the shadows to catch their breath, and the reserve team took over the offensive.
The war dogs followed the same method and soon climbed onto the city wall, controlling the archers together with Tang Xinghe and others.
Without the Wan archers, the North Wing Cavalry Battalion rushed in from outside the gate, with the sound of killing shaking the sky.
kill!kill!kill!
For the people of Guicheng who died in vain! For the Beiyi soldiers who died in the battle! For those Beiyi people who never gave up on returning home!
The Northern Wing Cavalry is coming! Stepping on the moon, shattering the light, and staining Guicheng with blood!
Use the blood of the Wan people to commemorate the history of the North Wing and write a glorious chapter.
The Wan people were defeated.
Great victory in Guicheng.
The North Wing battle flag was finally hoisted on the city wall of Guicheng, and the flag fluttered in the wind.
Nearly a hundred years later, Beiyi recaptured the first lost city, Guicheng, from the Wan people.
That night, Tang Xinghe drew his bow, took aim...but he couldn't find Rong He.
Just a moment ago, Rong He's heavy black iron armor was still flashing cold light in the enemy's formation.
In the blink of an eye, it disappeared. Tang Xinghe's pupils shrank suddenly, and his knuckles turned white from excessive force.
This person is cunning and we must not let him go back to the mountains.
Tang Xinghe was unwilling to give up, and with a bow and arrow in hand, he jumped down from the high tower. His combat boots crushed the chest of a Wan soldier, and broken bones and blood plasma exploded under his feet.
He ran on the ground, stepping on the bloody bodies of the Wan people, searching for Rong He.
But the next moment, Ye Baoer, who had just served as a ladder, lowered his body and let out a warning growl. It rushed into the chaotic army like the wind, bit a corpse dressed in ordinary soldier's clothes and dragged it.
The Wan countryman who pretended to be dead was dragged more than ten feet away by his calf, but he was still lying there holding his breath.
It was not until Ye Baoer's sharp teeth pierced the armor on his calf that the man suddenly attacked.
A cold light flashed from his sleeve, and the dagger went straight for Ye Baoer's eyeball.
The moment Ye Baoer turned her head to dodge, Tang Xinghe's arrow had already left the bow.
Five arrows fired in unison.
Centered between eyebrows.
Hit right in the chest.
Right in the throat.
It hits the nail on the head.
Hit the nail on the head.
This time, Rong He was not pretending to be dead, he was really dead.
Tang Xinghe touched Ye Baoer's dog head and fell into a pool of blood.