Of course, Lin Zhi could feel how he was sizing up Qi Yuan, but he didn't pay attention.
Talents also need to grow.
Qi Yuan's eyes were always fixed on the direction of Pingcheng. Everyone stood in the wind and snow. It was not until their bodies were covered with frost that they heard the sound of galloping horse hooves.
The sound of horse hooves was approaching rapidly, which also made the guards' horses become irritable.
The sound of horse hooves approaching quickly was mixed with the shouts and cries of the Mongolian army.
"Open the city gate! Open the city gate quickly!"
"The wolves... Changshengtian is angry..."
The rapid sound of horse hooves could not drown out the cries of the fleeing people, and the screams of being eaten by wolves came one after another.
The body of the Mongolian soldier was left far behind by the wolves. The green eyes were like a sea wave, and the Mongolian soldier was swept into it one after another.
Qi Yuan watched with satisfaction as the green light tightened the reins in his hands.
The young guards who followed were shocked at the scene in front of them.
Although you can often see wolves helping to herd sheep in Ancheng, there are also stories of His Majesty ordering wolves to attack the city.
It’s just that hearing is false and seeing is true. It wasn't until today that they saw such a scene with their own eyes that what they said was true.
It turns out that Commander Ninth is not always bragging!
What God has given me, what my destiny is!
Tens of thousands of cavalry were forced to flee by the wolves. The ninth commander was actually spreading rumors for His Majesty! This scene is far more shocking than what Commander Nine said!
For a moment, all the hateful eyes were directed at An Jiu.
An Jiu turned his head and glanced at the people behind him with an expressionless expression. When he saw nothing unusual, he withdrew his gaze and continued to focus on Qi Yuan's body.
The young guardsmen breathed a sigh of relief quietly. They felt as if they were already about to die when Commander Ninth took one look at them.
Horrible, terrible.
So the teenagers all turned their attention to Pingcheng in a tacit understanding.
The torches on Pingcheng were held high to illuminate the plains in front of the city gate, and the tragic situation of the Mongolian cavalry appeared before everyone's eyes.
The wolves only attacked and did not stop to devour, so even if the cavalry charged at the wolves with all their might, they would still pursue them.
The appearance of this group of cavalry meant the fall of Ningcheng. However, what was more terrifying than this news was the ever-expanding wolf pack.
The cavalry had already arrived in front of the city gate first. They shouted their identities and told how many frontier troops had captured Ningcheng.
The Mongolian soldiers on the city wall were even more disheartened when they heard this. They watched the wolves as totems getting closer to the psychological defense line and gradually collapsed.
Such visions are rare and can only be solved by divine punishment.
Are they really wrong?
All the men couldn't help but tremble when they looked at what they saw.
Even the generals and guards guarding the city were trembling slightly.
"God, calm down!"
A hoarse shout instantly broke everyone's minds, and many Mongolian soldiers immediately knelt down and grabbed the ground with their heads in tears.
The desperate cries and pleas for mercy mingled in the ears of the Mongolian army, which completely destroyed the army's fighting spirit.
Everyone is waiting to die. It is not only the people on the city wall who want to escape for survival, but also the tens of thousands of Mongolian soldiers in Pingcheng.
They are unwilling to make unnecessary sacrifices, and are just carried away by their interests to kill on the battlefield.
More and more cavalry arrived at the city gate. They stared at the approaching wolves with fear and shouted loudly to open the city gate.
As long as they entered the city, they would be saved.
The boundary between life and death is now only a city gate.
The wolves slowed down their movements after forcing the cavalry to the wall of Pingcheng.
After a burst of howling, there was a carnival of wolves.
The snow finally stopped, but the sound of the wind brought the howling of wolves to the ears of everyone in the city.
Even Mongolian people who grew up in the grasslands have never seen so many wolves.
Under the command of the alpha wolf, the wolves began to gradually shrink the encirclement, and the war horses could not help but panic. Many horses prostrated themselves on the ground in fear, and more cavalry had been trampled to pieces by the crazy horses.
Tens of thousands of people were armed but did not dare to fight their way out because they all wanted to survive. The manpower is exhausted but the vengeful wolf pack cannot kill them all.
Especially this wolf that seems to be trained.
A wise person need only look closely to see that the united wolf pack has the cohesiveness of a trained army.
These different wolf packs that could fight for territory have now integrated into a terrifying fighting force.
The chaos in Pingcheng continued, and the death brought by the wolves forced the cavalry to attack the city gate.
If the city gate is not opened, the death and crying of the cavalry will destroy the courage and trust of the Mongolian army. Even Ulimu will not be able to let the army display its combat power here, and mutiny by the army is inevitable.
But if the city gate is opened, the cavalry who have narrowly escaped death will become the best pathbreakers for the wolves, and the city will be destroyed right before their eyes.
General Pingcheng was also aware of the predicament at hand. The Meng people regarded the wolf as a totem, and this scene was regarded as a punishment from the gods.
Meng Ren, who believed more than life, had lost the courage to shoot the wolves with arrows at this moment.
The number of cavalry was decreasing rapidly, wolf and human corpses fell to the ground, and the whole plain was filled with roars.
The wolves' anger and survival instinct pushed this fight into the abyss of death.
Qi Yuan, who was the driving force behind the scenes, was unmoved and wanted to drive Pingcheng's army towards Yancheng.
Or maybe he was waiting here for Wulimu from Yancheng to come.
Who knows? Anyway, An Jiu couldn't be sure of his master's thoughts after looking at it again and again.
Once a war begins, it is difficult to end, and hatred will carry everyone with them to fight.
The gate of Pingcheng was never opened, and the cavalry huddled together to attack the gate.
It was as if they were the ones attacking the city.
The eagle hidden in the sky circled and became Qi Yuan's eyes, and the messenger was already rushing to Yancheng.
Under the suppression of the garrison, several heads were dropped on Pingcheng, and bows and arrows were finally set up.
"Kill the wolves if you want to survive! Otherwise no one will be able to come back!"
"Kill these wolves and we'll go home!"
The word "go home" stimulated Meng Ren's nerves, and the sluggish fighting spirit finally rose up again and became more and more intense.
"Fire the arrow!"
With one command, thousands of arrows were fired.
However, the wolves seemed to have sensed the situation and retreated in an orderly manner. The wolves ran at full speed and disappeared from the sight of the Mongolian army without looking back.
Seeing the green light getting further and further away, the Mongolian army was stunned and could only feel happy after the crisis was over.
This is the forgiveness of Changshengtian!
The Mongolian army was stunned by the sudden turn of events, and huge cheers erupted from the city walls.
The cavalry outside the city cried with joy after narrowly escaping from death, and everyone was immersed in it.
After half a stick of incense, the cavalrymen held torches and inspected the surroundings. After confirming that the wolves had retreated, they lined up and prepared to enter the city gate.
The gate of Pingcheng slowly opened.
Qi Yuan, who was watching from a distance, smiled, and the bed crossbow thousands of miles away was ready to go.
The arrow feathers shot through the air with a neat knocking sound.
The long arrow flew quickly and killed the Mongolian archer.
"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"
