Chapter 157 Death by Death

Hulukou beacon flints, two beacon flints between the furthest distance of only thirty miles, the nearest is not less than three miles, Hong Xinjia construction of each beacon flints in the selection of the matter of the extremely harsh and delicate, standing in any one beacon flint watchtower, must be visible more than two neighboring beacon flints. Border beacon each other look stretched into the potential of the many beacon flint, is located in a Gobi corridor on the tail of the deer beacon flint is just one of the inconspicuous one, according to the routine set beacon marshal, deputy marshal of two, beacon son of four, the North Mang knocked after the tail beacon flint and additional beacon son of five and stagecoach a horse. Deer Tail Beacon is located in the left side of Hulukou, belongs to the Zhongguzhai as the core of the fortress group, compared to Zaoma Zhai to the left and back, with the North Mang pioneering army to drive straight down, Zhongguzhai, although not yet subjected to large-scale Mang cavalry impact intrusion, but Deer Tail Beacon Beacon flint beacon has been able to clearly feel the approach of the war, those in the iron armor cover fur of a strand of the North Mang Rangers, appeared to roam around the neighborhood to check out the terrain, and yesterday even more! Bold more than ten riders of the North Mang scouts, face towards the deer tail beacon flint suddenly burst into the distance between the two sides is less than put eighty paces, the beacon within a dozen excellent eyesight of the Youzhou soldiers even be able to see the face of the northern barbarians, beacon marshal Sima Zhenming pull a strong bow and an arrow will be the head of the first rider shot down the horse, the North manganese scouts leader is obviously a big surprise, put up the body after the hate to leave, and before leaving, but also lifted up his sword towards the deer tail beacon flint pointing.

This morning at dawn, personally responsible for guarding the second half of the night Sima Zhenming stood on the high platform, looking up at the orange pulley hanging on the cage called Duo Zero, he as Deer Tail Beacon Flint’s head of the family, different from most of the illiterate beacons in the flint, Sima Zhenming is a little-known readers around the Bell Drum Walled City, paperwork Fu ultimatum ultimatums are very beautifully written, Sima Zhenming at the same time, but also has a handful of outstanding archery skills, so only six months before the enlistment in the army He was promoted to the rank of Beacon Marshal in less than half a year after joining the army. Sima family in Youzhou is a prestigious family, Sima Zhenming is a concubine son, but could have relied on the shade of the family to go to the neighboring counties Yamen as a businessman, from the official to the official is the same does not need a few years, the reason why the Hulukou wind and sun is due to the Sima Zhenming’s impulsive, the world knows that in the early years of His Highness the Prince of the world around the eight hundred guards called the White Horse Boxer, a clean ride from the Fibre Leaves the pasture of the Liangbei horse, wearing a sword with crossbow Wearing white armor, if you say a few years ago, White Horse Guards is just the first-class noble family’s eyes of the chicken ribs, only the third-rate and last-rate of the generals of Northern Liang will be happy to put their own children into it, but with the success of Xu Fengyen’s success in the hereditary succession of the waves, a little expansion of the White Horse Guards can not be anyone who wants to be, Sima Zhenming unfortunately fell out of the selection, the same county of the prestige of the clan of the same age of the people of the best friend was selected, last fall! That guy is full of ambition to go to Liangzhou, it is said that the county a few originally high eyes of the noble family of the good girl, almost to the boy to offer themselves to the pillow, Sima Zhenming in the dead party feel happy, but inevitably feel the face of the fold, a gasp to run to the mouth of the gourd is almost the most north of the border. At first those deer tail old pawns do not love to take care of him, the last Beacon Marshal is especially not to see him as a handsome face of the “weak scholar”, but also scare him at night to wash his ass, then Sima Zhenming was furious face, and the old soldier boy fought hard, and then thought that the beating of the top boss, surely have to be dusty and rolled cover rolled back, unexpectedly! The appearance of the body with a bear warrior like Beacon Marshal is also hard, although there has been no good face to Sima Zhenming, but did not do anything to deliberately make things difficult for him this do not know the rules of the piercing Beacon, just let Sima Zhenming do a full two months of cooking stove cook, Sima Zhenming does not pay attention to what a gentleman away from the kitchen, just so recognized. At the end of last year, each fortress beacon to Zhongguzhai school martial arts, Deer Tail Beacon flint to Sima Zhenming to duck on the shelf, did not expect to get the Vice Admiral of Youzhou Lord’s personal commendation, Sima Zhenming so far still remembered with the beacon marshal and drove back to Deer Tail Beacon flint along the way, many times out of the corner of the eye glimpsed the red and want to speak and then stop that the sturdy man, like a twisting auntie, Sima Zhenming in the heart of the point of the original not more The grievances in Sima Zhenming’s heart, which is not much, have been swept away. The beginning of spring this year, outside the gourd mouth of the North Liang and North Mang both sides of the scouts almost every day to take life for life of the rapid exchanges, at such a time, they Deer Tail Beacon flint beacon marshal suddenly jumped up to the Beeqi Fort’s a hand, Sima Zhenming listen to the flint within the old man said beacon marshal with the side of the Zaoma Zaijiming Zaijiming Zaijiming fort many of the family members of the fort, in the early years of the robe of the death of the birth of the enemy, there are twenty years of friendship, young people are in the north of Mang territory killed the north of Mang barbarians. In their youth, they were all good men who had killed barbarians in North Mang.

Change of duty of the two beacon son punctually walked to the watch platform, heard the footsteps of Sima Zhenming turned his head to look at the two very different faces, a young and energetic, after all, is only a 16 or 17 year old child, the other vicissitudes of life and mediocrity, the former is one of the temporary addition to the beacon son, with the beacon flint veteran pawns say is the territory of the new recruits in the province of Youzhu, farts are fragrant, unlike our old man, stayed a long time, pull a feces The latter is the Deer Tail Beacon Fusilier. The latter is Deer Tail Beacon flint old-timer, surnamed Xue, is said to be the first group of Hulu mouth Beacon flint e pawns, Deer Tail built, the old man is the first batch of stationed Beacon, stayed up for many years to become a vice marshal, but Beacon flint juniors like to call him small Xue, even the last Beacon marshal said they do not know how this nickname came about, Xue old man is good-tempered, never cared about it, be called after each time to also nod with a smile. Deer Tail Beacon flint another deputy marshal Guo Xi is in his prime, is the only one to call the old man Xue masters of the people, but also a strange man, not smiling, the beacon flint inside many roots through the chiseled round logs, Guo Xi every day in the round logs over and over to play a set of punches, a fight can play half an hour, on duty vigil, then in the edge of the platform on the boxing practice. Sima Zhenming has been practicing martial arts with famous boxers in Youzhou since he was a young boy, and is generally aware of the depth of Guo Xi’s hands, which may not be pretty, but the foundation is solid, so after he became the beacon marshal, Sima Zhenming has always been courteous to the calm and steady Guo Xi, who is regarded as his elder brother.

Sima Zhenming smiled at that teenager Beacon and said, “Spring sleep is rare, you go back to sleep for a while, I will keep watch for you.”

That teenager shook his head and smiled brightly, “No, Brother Shao San and the others snore like thunder, Marshal Beacon, you hurry up and go to rest, with Xiao Xue and I on duty, we will make sure nothing goes wrong!”

The old man smiled amiably.

Sima Zhenming had obviously long since learned of the gang of hans’ thunderous snoring, and laughed heartily, “Then I’ll stand with you guys for a while, I’m not sleepy anyway.”

Sima Zhenming had a sentence in his heart that he didn’t say out loud, perhaps there would be sleep later.

The teenage beacon stood like a lance at the edge of the watchtower, raising his eyes to look out.

The diminutive deputy marshal, old man Xue, walked over to Sima Zhenming, reached out and pinched the old lapel collar of the cotton flannel drying out, and remained silent.

Sima Zhenming lowered his voice and sighed, ”Vice Marshal Xue, judging from the situation, our Deer Tail’s Peaceful Fire won’t burn a few more times. Although the main force of the Northern Mang vanguard may not necessarily look at this side of the eye, but even if they rush to Wolbow City to set up camp, but as long as they still covet the Luanhe and Xiaguang cities behind Wolbow City, Zhongmingzhai this piece is bound to be a thorn in their side, and now it’s up to them to see who will lead the troops to attack.”

The old man with cloudy eyes gave a hmmm, rubbed his hands and asked softly: “Sima Fenzhai, to say a few words of truth, you don’t get angry ah, our deer’s tail old pawns are actually open in the heart, you’re different from us, don’t have to wait for death over here, let the family hit the silver to use the relationship, you can be transferred back to a more peaceful territory of the state of Youzhou. Marshal Beacon are you really not afraid of death, or do you want to be crazy about military honors?”

Sima Zhenming didn’t move to anger, smiled bitterly and said, “Of course I thought about this matter, but a letter from my family last week made me think about it without even having to think about it, although my Sima family is a big family in Youzhou that can be called the word County Prestige, but not to mention the previous generation of people, my generation of Sima’s sons and daughters have four people who serve in the army of Youzhou, plus me there are three of them who are all in the Huluguchi, I threw myself into the army the most recent, and Marshal Beacons simply couldn’t take it, and my that The eldest grandson of the eldest brother of the first house, now is already Xiaguang City from the lieutenant only one step away from the inspection of the school, the family’s intention is to operate in full force, and try to help him find an excuse to excuse the withdrawal of the territory, which know that my big brother is a tendon, is not willing to go, the family had to settle for the next best thing, the rest of that slightly smaller official position of the fourth brother migrated back to the Youzhou, but those generals of the border army of the Youzhou is not open-eyed blindness, my family Sima is not really able to see all the way through the world, I am not really able to see all the way through the world. Is not really able to see through the existence of the sky, originating from the long house of the fourth brother a go, then I this third brother of course have to stay, my father in the letter written in the clouds, but the meaning is roughly the same meaning. I think this is good, at least there is a ten-year-old brother of the same mother, have him in the mother side, after four or five years will be able to hold up. Once I return to Youzhou, my parents and younger brother will be unable to hold up their heads for the rest of their lives.”

Sima Zhenming’s originally bitter smile began to take on a bit of spontaneity, and after glancing at the teenage beacon, he looked at the old man and said, “I don’t dare to ask about the young beacon, and I don’t have the heart to ask, but I’m very curious about what Vice Marshal Xue and Marshal Guo Xi are thinking. Before I arrived at Hulukou, I heard that your kind of old soldier oil to fight the most refined, war merit first regardless of, to save the life before other.”

The old man reached out to hold on the cold orange pulley, old face like a withered tree like wrinkles, a groove do not know how many sorrows and joys which precipitated, the old deputy marshal calmly said: “Sima Fenzhuang marshal, truth be told, the old man in his life has never been on the battlefield, has never been through the battlefield killing, only many years ago, I have seen a few times from afar. Since seventeen or eighteen years ago to the hulukou, also never thought alive will see the North Mang army, war dead, the old man lived so long, this is which day a sleep to go to which day will not get up people, talk about the fear of fear, just remember a lot of war after the tragedy, don’t dare to think about it. Many years ago, has not yet arrived in Beiliang, see the roadside sales of two-legged sheep, sold by the catty two, the side is equipped with a knife butcher and boiling water cauldron. Dog meat was still five hundred dollars a catty, and this mutton was only a hundred dollars a catty.”

Sima Zhenming looked puzzled, not understanding what there was to say about selling and eating mutton.

The old man’s fingers trembled slightly as he softly said, “That ‘two-legged sheep’ ah, is a human being, with only two legs. Women are called ‘lower spoon sheep’, and thin young children are called ‘small bone rot’. Some of the rarer readers, as long as they aren’t too yellow-faced and skinny, can be priced higher and are called ‘bookish sheep’.”

Sima Zhenming almost gagged, but while his scalp tingled, this Beacon Marshal narrowed his eyes and stared at this aged Vice Marshal whose household name stated that he was a native of Youzhou’s Shooting Streams County, and one of his hands also pressed down on the hilt of his ryokan.

At this moment, Vice Marshal Guo Xi, who had finished practicing boxing, arrived quietly, glanced at Sima Zhenming, and silently walked over to the old man’s side.

Old man Xue blandly said, ”It’s all at this time, in front of the North Mang army, does it matter if you are a local of Bei Liang, or a Spring and Autumn relic fleeing from the Central Plains? Don’t worry, the old man is not some Northern Mang spy, I can’t afford to lose the face of the Xue family’s ancestors.”

Sima Zhenming sneered and asked back, “Is it really not important?”

The old man suddenly laughed happily and pointed at Guo Xi, the always silent Vice Marshal, “Lord Beacon Marshal, your archery skills are on par with his, but when it comes to fighting against each other, it’s not nearly as good.”

Then this old man in the past in the beacon flint who can pinch and flirt, no longer pay attention to Sima Zhenming, face shows deep reminiscence, said to himself: “When in the Western Sichuan cold Yamen Zhongshu Section, just do some copying of the scriptures, seal engraving the official seal of the hook, less than a hundred stones a year salary, the Zhongshu Sheriff, from the seventh grade of the Sesame Officer only, Ice respect charcoal respect of course, is not even a single hair. Then how do we make money to support the family, there is a method, the palace on New Year’s Day, to paste a lot of spring couplets, it is our turn to the middle secretary on the field, write couplets before the eunuchs will come to the mixing of ink with vermilion sand and gold powder, this time I feel out of my pocket a big pen, to the gold powder plate to dip hard, ouch, the pen is broken, stuffed back into the sleeve, replaced with another pen, ouch, and bad, so a drum in one breath! ‘Dipped bad’ a dozen rod, in order to easily find a good pen, began to write seriously. Sleeves bulging out of the palace, quickly and carefully shaking off the gold dust, how are two two heavy, looking for a money changer a melt, that is a look at the joy of the small gold ingot.”

Completely forgetting the old man tsked and laughed: “When I buy books to hide books, can be relying on these small gold ingots ah.”

Sima Zhenming was dumbfounded, he didn’t know how to deal with this remaining member of the Western Shu who had been lurking in Northern Liang for many years, could it be that he really had to draw his sword against him?

Guo Xi said frankly: “Commander Sima Fenming, after the battle, if you, me and Lord Xue can survive, you can truthfully report that in the second year of the Yong Hui era, I, Guo Xi, was the assassin who shot the Great General’s six pearl arrows outside of the Liangzhou Pass. But if both Lord Xue and I are dead and you are still alive, I hope that the Beacon Marshal will not mention this, I, Guo Xi, have not had any desire for revenge since the sixth year of the Yong Hui, of course, believe it or not, it is up to you.”

Suddenly the teenage beacon son who was on watch in the division cried out in panic, “Kou has arrived! Over a hundred and twenty riders!”

Sima Zhenming did not hesitate to say, “All flints prepare for battle!”

Although the vanguard army pushed down the Zaoma Zhai fortress in one breath and killed more than 3,000 enemies, all the generals and colonels from the commander-in-chief Yang Yuanzan to several generals did not have half an easy time, there were 4,000 dead in the battle, so how many wounded should there be? Fortunately, it is not the most easy to spread the epidemic of the summer season, otherwise to the northern nomads always ruthless style, extremely difficult to treat the seriously injured, all killed on the spot, and not to the death of the battle theory! However, in the vanguard army there are a group of people in the mood as usual very relaxed and cozy, most of these people around the elite riders escort escort, from twenty to thirty riders to hundreds of riders ranging from the age of not too old, mostly in the fifteen to twenty-five between, if you say that the deer tail beacon flint beacon marshal and the White Horse from the loss of the white horse, by the Sima Zhenming as a regret, then these children of the South Dynasty power ministers or the grasslands to learn about the children and grandchildren of the guy, on their own did not make the selection of the front of the curtain! The military machine Lang, is also quite indignant. North Mang three fronts, the most important center line is the south court king Dong Zhuo power, personally preside over the military affairs, in addition to the private army of the Dong family, the rest of the troops are also based on the elite of the major border towns, and right under the nose of Fatty Dong, it is difficult to have outsiders can interfere with the hand. And the western line has Liu Gui, and after the North Court King Tuoba Bodhisattva, plus eight thousand Qiang horsemen “not war” will be beaten to the destruction of the whole army, fools only go there to suffer, so the eastern line of Youzhou is mixed with a large number of not wanting to take risks, but also have to fish on the military success of the descendants of the great nobles, and the forces of all parties have been good relations with the general Yang Yuanzan on this no Unsympathetic, acquiesced to the major A and B surnames of the sand practices, and deliberately allowed these roles out of the army, in the gourd mouth to take the initiative to look for beacons and flints to plunder and kill, if there is the courage and strength to go to fight with the fortresses, Yang Yuanzan will not stop, life and death is responsible for it.

During this period of time, there is a continuous stream of varying numbers of cavalry from the camp to come and go in a hurry, and even many small groups of cavalry left outside the mouth of the gourd heard the news and rushed to join in this hunting game, like a blood feast that slowly opened the curtain.

I heard that at dusk yesterday there was that second son of the Xie family from Long Waist State who returned with eighty riders fully loaded, with sixteen blood drenched heads of Yuzhou’s beacons hanging from the sides of the horses, and two war horses deliberately dragging the corpses of two beacons’ marshals into the barracks, the two corpses dragging all the way across the yellow sandy ground, blood and flesh, and white bones could be seen at the backs.

In the latter half of the night there was another group of grassland ronin returning, it was three tribes converging to form more than four hundred riders, and directly broke through a river valley pent fort on the outer fringe of Wolu Bow City. These blood-soaked Rong soldiers waved their swords into the camp, and those swords that were clearly different from the Rong’s curved swords were all the notorious Xu family Northern Liang swords! A few young Rong soldiers leader is in horseback into the camp, laughing and drop a few folded things, wait until someone pick up a look, only to find that it is actually the Xu flag!

Zao Ma Zhai fort group a battle, the morale slightly frustrated vanguard army suddenly rose greatly.

This morning at dawn, there are seven or eight units of cavalry scrambling out of the camp.

With a large number of various siege equipment arriving one after another, the attack on the near-by Wolu Bow City is a matter of a moment.

A tall man with a beard who could not see his age was walking carelessly in the military camp, accompanied by a maid who was more eye-catching than he was, and the young woman was wearing a beautiful brocade pouch with exquisite embroidery around her waist, but it was a pity that the fragrance had long since given way to the smoky stench in the camp and obscured it. When these two people walked by, those who sleep on the horse at the bottom of the North Mang soldiers, are flooded with almost cannibalistic eyes. Army combat, Beimang early years never carry women’s rules, are not all to the gang of southern officials to bring bad, as long as the weight of the family enough, all from the royal court of the war inspector can only turn a blind eye, Beimang ten high in the first grade of the A word of the family name, the north has seven south of only three, but the number of the word of the family name, can be the South Dynasty gate slightly prevailed. Now the eastern line of Youzhou, the dragon waist Gusei several states of the rich and powerful son of a handful, not their group of soldiers who can not even live in the tent can not afford to mess with.

That hallowed with a woman accompanying the man all the way walking stop and go, from time to time look up at the city towering lying bow city, finally he passed by a large pile of tents, was a sharp-eyed sable fur male, the latter hurriedly ran to the man in front of, full of fawning whispered: “kind of big brother, so coincidental.”

The man rubbed his cheeks and beard, glanced at the scene behind the young man, and laughed: “It looks like letting someone hang the horse’s head for a whole night, how, can’t help it, also want to go to play a few beacons?”

The young man heatedly said: “I’ve made an appointment with a few buddies, this is not while not yet attacked the city, each first take a few beacons to warm up their hands, and strive to attack the city before joining hands to fight a large fortress, go back to the family or elders to open up the face of the face, so that they say that I have no talent.”

The family name relative to the South Dynasty big clan some strange Han hmmm, this does not say, his line of sight over the head of the third ancestor of the Guseizhou, see four or five brocade clothing sable fur young people standing together, obviously do not know themselves, arrogant eyes some bad. Han glanced at the horses behind them, all of them are the top ranked war horses in the grassland. The key is a good horse but also good coaching, North Mang has the custom of hanging the horse’s head, hanging well, the horses can not only charge the same pace, and even the height of the horse’s head to maintain the same, never to appear uneven picture, running, it is like a whole row of eagles soaring on the ground. In Northern Mang, men must be superb in both riding and shooting, not to mention the craft of hanging the horse is also very important, which is probably like the Chinese scholar’s qin, chess, calligraphy and painting.

The man retracted his eyes and smiled at the young man from the big clan in Gusei Prefecture, “Be careful, there will be a lot of big battles to fight in the next few years.”

That at least is the Gusei State rich family grandson of the son of a young man full of flattered, vigorously nodded, then mysteriously said: “There is a surname Pang, his father is the Gusei State Wazhu military town of the new general, this kid in the family is very valued, I’m a diehard with him, before I was willing to tell him that my old man quietly sent him a master as a personal escort, tsk, second grade strength of the Zongshi. So today I am playing with him to go, although it only adds up to a hundred out of the point of cavalry, but there is that expert, what beacon can not take down ah, I guess he alone can kill half of the smaller Yuzhou fortress. But that kid said his old man does not want him to be in the limelight, I am not good to ask him to do anything, and that expert frame is also big, look at me are slanting eyes, damn! Haha, big brother Seed, then you get busy first, I’ll go with them out of the camp.”

The hanyou smiled, “Go ahead.”

The male son just turned around and ran out two steps, then turned back and carefully asked, “Big Brother Seed, can I find you for a drink tonight? I stole and hid good wine this trip!”

The hanyou nodded his head and said, “Sure, as long as it’s not my turn to fight in the siege, it’s all fine.”

The male son laughed so hard that his mouth was almost grinning behind his ears as he trotted away.

The four hundred or so riders led by the five sons of the lineage yelled and whistled away, and when the son of the lineage grinned at the hanyou from horseback, the hanyou’s smile was shallow as he raised his arm and waved his hand.

Four hundred riders out of the camp did not immediately split the road, they picked the Zhongguzhai is located in that fortress group, the general direction is the same, just wait until after the approach and then each separate forward, each looking for a target to start.

Along the way, along the way, there are a lot of long been the main force of the army casually pulled out of the beacon fortress, all over the place in a mess, the Youzhou soldiers’ bodies were all chopped off the head.

These heads are all heavy battle credits.

This group of cavalry finally began to part ways after reaching their destination, the two diehard friends did not split up, in the eyes of the other three did not think it was strange, instead, their hearts were full of ridicule, the descendants of the two halls of the B word big clan, together only one hundred and twenty riders, it is really shabby.

This cavalry began to gradually deepen, but did not dare to get too close to those dependent fortress beacon flint.

They have actually found someone yesterday to ask the details of this hunting, know the truth, which makes the original blood boiling they converge a lot, it turns out that those shares of the cavalry although got their hands on a real battle, but their respective war damage deaths are not small, especially the attack on that E Fort captured the Xu flag of the Rongbei, the reason why it seems to be a great victory, that is because these guys simply did not have all the bodies of the party’s own deaths! The reason why it looks like a big victory is because these guys didn’t bring back all the dead bodies of their own side, they just left them on the battlefield. And a variety of gossip shows that those who look at the size of a sparrow beacon flint although small, but those archers beacons tend to be very tricky, even if the attack in, is still to be close to the end of the fight, not to die.

Surrender?

Joke! North Mang and North Liang fought so many years of bad wars, who has heard of someone to accept the surrender?

And who is willing to surrender?

Rumor has it that even the former king of the South Court, Huang Song Pu, made a suggestion in the court after his comeback to see if he could be recruited to surrender, and at that time, not to mention those generals who smelled like shit, even His Majesty the Emperor turned blue on the spot. In the end, or the order of the peace to help Huang Song Pu, said the matter of surrender is not in a hurry, and so on the defeat of the Northern Liang say. Order of the Peace also made a rare joke, “As long as our hooves have stepped over the Northern Liang Road, then even if Lord Huang is dead set against surrendering, I’m afraid that my General Mang and the smiths at the back who make the swords will have to protest together, so don’t kill them, there aren’t enough swords to go around.”

One hundred and twenty riders had finally found an excellent prey.

Duke Pang, whose father was the general of the Wazhu army town, raised his arm and pulled out a sheepskin map from his bosom, the third ancestor of the Southern Dynasty who was warmly cozying up to the man surnamed Seed bent over to take a look, and said in surprise: “Pang Rui, you’re good, you even have this, it seems like only a thousand captains on the Eastern Front are qualified to carry goodies in their pockets, right?”

The corner of the young man named Pang Rui’s mouth curled up as he gathered up and looked towards the beacon that was labeled as Deer’s Tail on the map in fly-head script, nodding his head as he said, “Each of the Thousand Husbandmen has a copy of this, a total of sixteen pieces of parchment. I went to borrow this from one of them last night, and he had someone look for it for half a day before finding it, and with a wave of his hand he said he’d just give it to me. They don’t need it, and they don’t care about it, but it’s a lot of use to us. ZengPingShan, let’s talk in advance, how many beacon flints we can knock down is a few, but at the end of the apportionment of the heads of the soldiers of YouZhou, an equal share is definitely not possible, it has to be seven for me and three for you.”

Zeng Pingshan, whose grandfather was the minister of the household department of the western capital of the southern dynasty, shouted, “Let your ass go, are you so unrighteous? You and I each have more than sixty riders, and I’m not going to hide in the back, so how should we split it 50-50!”

Pang Rui tilted his head and gently raised his chin, quietly pointing to the old “cavalryman” beside him who was resting with his eyes closed.

ZengPingShan’s momentum immediately vanished, whispered curtly: “Pang Rui, my Pang brother ah, how many years of iron friendship between us, you six I four, how?”

Pang Rui narrowed his eyes and wryly said, “Sixty-four, not no, but you have to tell me that side of the woman accompanied by a bearded man, in the end, who is it.”

Zeng Ping Shan had a heavenly expression.

Pang Rui bristled, “If you’re not more forthcoming, I’ll order an attack on the beacon.”

Zeng Ping Shan slammed his horsewhip, let out a heavy cold snort, and came a few points closer, whispering, “Surname Seed.”

Pang Rui looked instantly grave for a few moments, muttering to himself, “The Seed family, we can’t find a second family in Northern Mang. Great General Seed Shentong, Great Demon Seed Rang! In the next generation of the Seed Family’s children, Seed Gui was originally quite famous, but after he tied the knot with the Seed Family’s answer to the Lu Family, he suddenly lost track of his voice, and there was news that he had been slaughtered by someone. But he has an even bigger brother. It’s called Seed Tan, isn’t it? What, that scruffy man is the Seed Tan who is one of the vanguard generals of the Eastern Front this time?”

Zeng Ping Shan nodded, his face full of admiration and fascination.

Seed Tan in North Mang, but can compete with the second son of the God of Wushu, Tuoba Spring Falcon, ah, not to mention that he did not have an inch of strength Zeng Ping Shan, even if his grandfather encountered Seed Tan, but also have to obediently put up a smiling face to welcome.

Pang Rui twisted his neck, raised his palm high and waved it forward.

More than a hundred riders, violently clamped the belly of the horse, began to charge.

Deer Tail Beacon Flint, Sima Zhenming methodically gave orders to eleven subordinates, he, Beacon Flint Vice Marshal Guo Xi, and the two Beacon Tons with good brawn went to guard the high platform, and of the remaining seven, five of them guarded the entrance of the first floor of the Beacon Flint, striving to shoot two to three rounds of bows and crossbows to block the stalling, and then do not need to care about anything, tightly close the door, once someone breaks through the door and breaks into the battle to the death of the sword, and leave it to the Vice Marshal, old man Xue, who is the commander of the army, to be responsible for it. The remaining two people in the staircase window waiting for the opportunity to shoot the North Mang enemy riders, Sima Zhenming told them to do is very simple, waiting for the enemy riders close to kill, only to make sure to kill the enemy at close range, do not have the luxury of long-distance wounding the enemy, less shot a round does not matter.

After giving the order, before boarding the building, Sima Zhenming glanced at the old man surnamed Xue, the latter did not say anything, just nodded.

Coming to the high platform, Sima Zhenming reached down and pressed his hand, letting the two beacons holding hard bows and carrying arrow pouches crouch down first, after all, Sima Zhenming wasn’t sure if there were any Northern Mang Divine Archer’s presence in that cavalry team. And he and his deputy marshal Guo Xi were well versed in martial arts, so even if they were unfortunate enough to encounter one, they would still be able to dodge and not be caught off guard and shot on the spot.

One hundred and twenty riders spread out a neat charging line and began to run wildly.

Sima Zhenming surveyed the heads of those warhorses and calmly said, “It’s not an ordinary traveling rider.”

Guo Xi’s face was expressionless, and in his hand, he had already flicked out a feathered arrow from his arrow pouch and nodded.

Five hundred paces.

Sima Zhenming glanced at Guo Xi’s large bow with iron tires and asked, “Two hundred paces?”

Guo Xi blandly said, “No need for a series of arrows, two hundred paces to penetrate armor. One hundred and fifty paces, three arrows in a row. Within a hundred paces, four arrows can be drawn on the bow. If you do not seek to continuously draw the bow, up to two hundred and fifty paces, break heavy armor.”

Sima Zhenming snorted coldly, “Beacon flints are not fortresses, they are only equipped with light crossbows, and are not configured with large crossbows, otherwise you can see my Da Liang powerful crossbow.”

Four hundred paces.

Guo Xi looked odd and quickly glanced at this beacon marshal, “It’s not like I didn’t appreciate the range of the bed crossbow back then, and I’ve seen the same of several more powerful giant crossbows. Guo Xi did not say that Liang crossbow is not strong.”

Sima Zhenming held his tongue.

Three hundred paces!

Guo Xi took a deep breath and violently raised his bow to start storing his strength.

The corner of this Western Shu relic’s mouth has some imperceptible smiles.

Two hundred paces!

Bang!

Almost at the same time, in the cavalry column outside the Deer Tail Beacon Flint and on the watchtower, a loud sound rang out at the same time.

A tall cavalryman in the North Mang cavalry army shot an arrow, and Guo Xi’s arrow happened to be with that cavalryman as the preferred target for each other.

Guo Xi’s head suddenly flicked, a feathered arrow grazed his cheek, bringing out a profound blood groove, and this deputy marshal’s entire ear buzzed.

And that Northern Mang divine Archer was pierced through his head by an arrow and fell off his horse.

The distance between the two sides was narrowed down by that burst of rapid hooves, reducing the distance by fifty paces once again.

Guo Xi’s three arrows were in succession.

Two of the three horsemen who had rushed slightly ahead were pierced through the chest by an arrow, and their horses continued to run forward while their bodies flew backwards from their horses and fell heavily on the yellow sand ground.

One of the horsemen’s body quickly leaned back, almost leaning against the backbone of the warhorse, which managed to dodge the feathered arrow.

Sima Zhenming also bent his bow and shot a swift arrow, but it was plucked away by the fur-covered knight who did not draw his bow from beginning to end with his sword, but although the arrow was skewed, the curved sword in the hands of that Northern Mang son was also knocked out of his hands.

Guo Xi spoke, “Kill the good ones first!”

Sima Zhenming, who had moved his feet to dodge the three feathered arrows, gave a soft hmmm.

At one hundred and fifty paces, almost all of the Northern Mang cavalry threw out a round of feathered arrows, and the accuracy wasn’t bad at all, Sima Zhenming still needed to rattle off a few even if he changed his position.

Guo Xi, except for the archer’s arrow, was almost motionless, using his iron bow to casually smash away those oncoming arrows.

Many of the feathered arrows nailed into that orange pulley behind Sima Zhenming, and the tails quivered violently, sounding like bees.

There were even a few arrows that directly penetrated the tule zero, so powerful that they pierced through the cage and still broke through the air diagonally upwards.

The two of them were like being in the middle of a rain of arrows.

A hundred paces!

Guo Xi flicked out four feathered arrows from his arrow pouch, and the two crouching beacons also rose up violently, and after finding their center of gravity, their bow was once again drawn wide.

A dull, suppressed, agonizing sound came from below the beacon.

Obviously someone had been hit by an arrow.

Guo Xi still had significant battle success, the continuous bead arrows broke the armor on the spot and shot two people, the remaining two people were injured, but the battle power was still large, but this was enough to make them feel fearful.

A beacon on the watchtower managed to shoot the neck of a North Mang cavalryman, like a flower of blood had blossomed.

With a face full of surprise, he just wanted to turn his head to report his good news to his robes, but he was immediately pulled down to the ground by a drag from the Beacon Marshal, and on his way to the ground, this Beacon Zi saw that not far away, the brother called Shao Yuan had also fallen down.

Only his face was pierced by two feathered arrows.

There was even an arrow sticking out of his shoulder.

Sima Zhenming roared, ”Don’t want to die? Forget what I said? Once you shoot an arrow, be a shrinking violet for me!”

That Beacon gritted his teeth and wiped his tears with his arm, nodding heavily.

Less than fifty paces, then it meant that this would be the last crossbow shot from the Deer Tail Beacon.

Sima Zhenming, who was catatonic and changed places to stand up, shot down another rider, while Guo Xi, who was specifically targeted by as many as twenty or more riders, was shot at by a dense volley of saved shots just as he ventured out, and when he could only withdraw his bow, Guo Xi’s shoulder was still cut off by a feathered arrow that cut off a piece of flesh from his shoulder.

And that archer Beacon, who had previously fought at the ghost gate, was pierced by six or seven feathered arrows when he got up.

The force was so great that it knocked his body backwards, and his feet were several inches above the ground, and when he fell to the ground, facing the sky, Beacon Son lay in a pool of blood, one hand trembling and reaching out.

But as he gulped for air, he still couldn’t touch the brand new cool sword at his waist that Beacon Son had just replaced last year.

“A new wife.”

That was the cheer that everyone in Deer Tail Beacon Flint gave out when they got their new swords.

Sima Zhenming’s eyes were moist, and after putting down his bow and arrows, he crouched down and helped that Beacon Son cover his eyes.

He turned his head and asked, “Do you dare to have another match?”

Guo Xi, who had already drawn his coolsword, nodded.

One hundred and twenty enemy riders, or a quick charge from the elite cavalry, the next step was to break down the door, the second fight within the beacon. In fact, Sima Zhenming knew better than anyone that the Deer Tail Beacon Flint was destined to be untenable.

It depends on how many Northern Mang barbarians can be killed.

Sima Zhenming ordered Guo Xi in a deep voice, ”I’ll go downstairs and guard the door. Vice Marshal Guo, you stay here and look for opportunities to shoot arrows!”

As Sima Zhenming turned to leave, he turned his back towards Guo Xi and said, “Even if all of them die including me, this time, the Deer Tail Beacon has returned its capital, I thank you for the dead Northern Liang brothers!”

Guo Xi was silent, and his five fingers gripped the iron tire bow tightly.

Guo Xi spoke calmly as Sima Zhenming was about to walk down the stairs, “My real name is Guo Zhen, but now I am the Hulukou Deer Tail Beacon Flint, Vice Commander Guo Xi!”

Sima Zhenming didn’t pause, he just raised his hand and clenched his fist violently.

Guo Xi wiped his face with his hand, drew an arrow from his arrow pouch, and with a rise and a crouch, and without any deliberate aim at all, he shot a Northern Mang cavalryman who was about to roll over and dismount outside the Beacon Flint.

The feathered arrow pierced through the back and stabbed into the horse’s back.

Nailing him to death on the horse’s back!

Walking down to the bottom floor, Sima Zhenming looked around, the five people downstairs were two dead in battle, but the brothers on the stairs were all dead.

The enemy riders, on the other hand, were eleven dead and six wounded.

Without waiting for Sima Zhenming to speak, the door was slammed open and swarmed with people.

Sima Zhenming stepped out in large strides and slashed at a tall Northern Mang barbarian head on, cutting a scarlet gash deep enough to be seen on both the man’s cheek and chest.

Blood splattered all over Sima Zhenming as he hissed after stabbing into the chest of a second barbarian in a two-handed knife position in the twinkling of an eye, “Vice Marshal Xue, take all the brothers upstairs and help Guo Xi guard the stairway!”

Sima Zhenming charged all the way forward in a ramming sword stance, and was able to knock all three of the barbarians in a straight line out of the door with a single blow. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Old Man Xue ran towards the stairs with the three beacon sons, but one of the barbarians who broke into the beacon flint and stood firm inside made a strong effort to throw his war knife, and the entire blade was thrust into that beacon son’s thigh.

That beacon son tumbled down the stairs, a face that was still tender. He was none other than that teenager who had been on duty earlier to keep watch to see the enemy riders coming.

His face was snow-white, his back leaning against the stairs, his eyes filled with fear, but at that moment, the teenager, who usually always spoke in a very small voice with his predecessor Beacon Sons, used the biggest voice he had ever heard in his life, and hissed with a sobbing voice to the two people above the stairs, “Leave me alone!”

The teenager raised his arm with his crossbow and fired it at several of the barbarians rushing toward him.

A robust barbarian lowered his head in disbelief and saw the crossbow bolt in his chest with only the end out.

The teenager was hacked to death with a random knife.

As for Sima Zhenming who killed the door, after killing two more young and robust barbarians from Northern Mang, he was caught by an old barbarian with a blinding forward swipe, and in the next moment, he choked his neck, and Sima Zhenming’s entire back slammed into the beacon wall.

Sima Zhenming, who was bleeding from his seven orifices, slowly raised the still dripping blood Northern Liang sword in his hand.

The old man sneered as he twisted his wrist, snapping the neck of this Youzhou Beacon Son before throwing it to the left.

The body was thrown and hung on a stone monument by this Northern Mang’s hidden second grade master.

According to the North Mang example, the beacon flint front stone monument, engraved with the names of e pawns, reserve equipment and so on.

Sima Zhenming, the new Beacon Marshal of Deer Tail Beacon Flint.

The blood of his corpse coated the stele.

And the last Beacon Marshal, the guy who asked him to clean his ass the first time we met, is called Hu Lin.

He was the one who died before Tang Yanchao, the lieutenant of Jieming Village, and the one who was in charge of Beeqi Fort.

Hu Lin resigned as a beacon marshal promoted to lieutenant before, once secretly looking for a Sima Zhenming, the results stood in front of him half a day, scratching his head vigorously, probably really can not pull the face to say words of apology, indeed, so that these old soldiers say that stuff, more difficult than being knifed.

In the end, the two laughed it off.

In the end, also both dead.

On the watch platform, the old Northern Mang Patriarch killed two more Beacon Children who had drawn their swords, during which he caught a feathered arrow from that Beacon’s number one archer with his hand, the old man’s fingers twirling the arrow in his hand as he looked at the only two mole crickets left, his smile full of disdain.

The diminutive old man surnamed Xue calmly said, “You’re the only one left in the Guo family, you can still walk, I’ll help you block them.”

Guo Xi dropped his iron tire great bow and slowly drew out the snowy cool sword on his waist, saying, “Uncle Xue, the Guo family is gone.”

Old Man Xue, who did not put up a single fight in this attack and defense battle, was silent.

Over forty members of the Xue family had all died after Chu Lushan’s thousand horsemen had opened up Shu, except for him, the Zhongshu Sheriff who was known for his cynicism in the Western Shu temple.

Those who died in battle, those who committed suicide, those who were killed.

There were also women and children who were poisoned with poisoned wine by the men of the family.

How could he not hate the Xu family and Northern Liang?

But so many years had passed.

Old man Xue did not know when he found himself slowly blurring many memories of the Dengtian trestle in Western Sichuan, the endless bamboo sea, and the famous mountains of the world’s first show.

The old man liked to be called Xiao Xue by those young Northern Liang people.

I like the kind of snow that you can never get in Western Sichuan.

Like here to stand to the high place, close your eyes, smell, full of the smell of wind and sand in the nose.

The old man asked softly, “Have you really thought about it?”

Guo Xi nodded and suddenly grinned, “Uncle Xue, I didn’t dare to tell you before, this Northern Liang Knife, holding it is just damn smooth!”

The old man glared, feigned anger and laughed, “Brat!”

Five to six hundred paces away from the Deer’s Tail Beacon Flint, there were two riders who gave people a sudden feeling of stillness.

The bearded man narrowed his eyes at the fight between the two figures on the watchtower, “My intuition is accurate. Something like a high hand, both sides will have it, they just don’t know where to hide it and when to surface. This kind of hunting game depends on who is the mouse and who is the cat in the end, who is the cat and who is the tiger.”

Seed Sandalwood’s personal maid, a hidden expert of the Princess Tomb named Liu Taoxiang, frowned and asked, “It’s an expert from Qingliang Mountain’s Hearing Tide Pavilion? But how did they appear in the tiny beacon flint?”

Seed Tan stroked his chin, “Heaven knows.”

Seed Tan clipped his horse’s belly, “Let’s go, sell a favor to those two B Character Big Clan’s male children, I guess they will be half dead from anger this trip. By the time we arrive, those two small sect masters who met by chance on the narrow road should almost die together.”

Nearing the Deer Tail Beacon, Seed Tan and the woman swept up from their horses and floated down on the watchtower.

The situation was a little different from what Seedan had expected, but it was harmless.

That sneaky Northern Liang expert hiding in the flint, not only slaughtered Duke Pang’s family’s clan as a Bodhisattva to worship the clan’s retinue, although seriously injured, but still with another relatively young Beacon, joined hands with another twenty Northern Mang people.

Beimang’s, Beiliang’s, crowded corpses all over the ground, Seedan had to gently kick and pick off the corpse of a Beiliang Beacon Son.

Zeng Pingshan clutched his head and cowered in the corner, trembling.

Pang Rui was madly slashing indiscriminately at a corpse with his battle sword.

“A sect master, plus a third grade expert ah! I’ll be beaten to death by the clan when I return!”

“I’ll chop you up!”

She who was pretending to be Seed Tan’s maid frowned, Seed Tan coughed and waited until Zeng Ping Shan, who had managed to return to his senses, raised his head, Seed Tan nodded towards him and then said blandly to that Pang Rui, “Alright, isn’t it just an expert, turn around and I’ll send you one, guaranteed to be a lot better than the one lying on the ground. As for how to explain to your father who is the general of Wazhu Town when you go back, I’ll kind of sandalwood help you.”

Pang Rui was stupefied, and then there was what seemed like shocked ecstasy after nine deaths.

Seed Tan walked over to help up Zeng Ping Shan whose legs were weak, and said in a pleasant manner, “Call up Mr. Pang at night, I’ll treat you to a drink to help you suppress your shock.”

Zeng Ping Shan, with a handful of snot and tears, clutched the sleeve of this General Seed and nodded his head with a small peck of rice.

Seed Tan shook off Zeng Ping Shan’s hand without showing any trace, came to the side of the wall stack and saw the corpse hanging on the stone monument of the beacon flint.

This great personage, who was counted throughout the entire Northern Mang Dynasty, just looked straight at it for a long time.

The woman asked, “What’s wrong?”

Without the slightest shift in his sight, Seed Tan said softly, “The emergence of a few unknown experts is nothing at all, but the truly terrifying ones, where are they.”

Seed Tan stretched out his finger and pointed at the stone monument.

The woman was a little puzzled, “Hmm?”

Seed Tan laughed and stretched, “No matter what, first hit the three cities of Crouching Bow Luanhe Xiaguang before saying anything, otherwise that great general of our family will let my uncle personally carry me back.”

A group of people went downstairs, in the dumbfounded sight, Seed Tan suddenly walked to that stone monument, and gently carried that corpse down, letting the corpse of that deer-tailed Beacon Son, who didn’t know what he was called, to sit and lean against the stone monument.

That beacon son, as if looking south.

Seed Tan left with a big stride, and after mounting her horse, she turned back to look deeply at the north.

She said softly, “You won’t die.”

Seed Tan’s face was expressionless as he muttered to himself, “But the more than 40,000 people at the Houkou of Youzhou all know that they will die.”

Fear is afraid, if one day.

Youzhou, Liangzhou, Liuzhou, Lingzhou.

Everyone in Northern Liang would think so.