Ni Huzi's voice came from the top of the city, but there was no response.
No one answered at the top of the city.
Xiong Zhengye stared closely at the three hundred cavalrymen under the city, and his heart suddenly froze.
He saw a man and a horse slowly walking out of the formation from the cavalry group, and they stopped only after they were about twenty steps away from the formation behind them.
Then everyone on the top of the city saw the man on the back of the unusually tall and powerful horse slowly raising his head.
The people on the top of the city were condescending, but when they saw the man raising his head, two cold and cold gazes like thunderbolts suddenly shot out from his eyes. Dozens of people on the top of the city invariably felt that their whole body was... The hair on my hair suddenly exploded!
The man sat on the horse and did not move at all, but when he raised his head and stared, a heavy and domineering aura like a mountain erupted from his body like a volcano, making everyone feel numb for no reason. His muscles were tense, and he felt the arrogant and oppressive force from afar.
What a strong spirit!
Ni Huzi's face became more and more serious, and the hand holding the knife was secretly sweating.
Although he had never dealt with the real barbarian aliens in the legend, based on his inner intuition, Ni Huzi had already deeply felt that the man under the city was definitely not an ordinary barbarian.
Xiong Zhengye was also deeply shocked by the aura of the man below the city. His heart beat wildly and he couldn't help but blurt out: "Old Ni, who are these people below?"
"It seems that they came from the barbaric wilderness across the way." Ni Huzi's face was as solid as iron and he said in a deep voice: "So who do you think they are?"
"Ah!" Xiong Zhengye was shocked. His fat face suddenly turned blue. At the same time, his eyes widened and he shouted in disbelief: "Barbarians?"
Long Ri Kuangyang sat firmly on his horse, raising his head and staring coldly at the head of Xiaoyang Pass.
The top of the city was already filled with a large and dark group of border guards. In the bright lights, Long Ri Kuangyang could even clearly see the bows and arrows stretched out like a full moon, all aimed at him.
The corner of Long Ri Kuangyang's mouth cracked with a sneer of disdain, and then he said to behind him in barbarian language: "Those Central Plains people don't seem to be able to see me clearly enough. Please help them."
He spoke calmly. Standing under this majestic and solid city gate, he felt as relaxed as if he were standing on his own land.
Under his command, at least ten barbarians behind him immediately threw their torches at the same time. Those torches were nailed into the snow not far from Longri Kuangyang. In the howling cold wind, the firelight became brighter and brighter. The heat rises.
And in the center of the bright and hot firelight, the tall and straight figure of the Dragon Sun was reflected.
Ni Huzi looked at the scene below the city. He was shocked, and a surge of anger suddenly boiled and burned in his blood.
He hit the city with a palm and couldn't help but said angrily: "How arrogant!"
Barbarians!
These two words set off huge waves in Commander Xiong's mind, making his whole body tremble. Speaking of which, he was also a veteran who had been in the border army for many years. When he was young, he participated in several battles to kill horse bandits. Because he had people to rely on in the army, he became a sentry commander. However, the border has been relatively peaceful in recent years, and the bloody courage he had in his youth has long been worn away by the comfort and stability. To him, the duties of the frontier army in peaceful days were nothing more than a slogan that could be uttered at any time. Because in his eyes, things like war are very far away from him, even though the place where he stands is the closest to the war.
The word barbarian, in that distant time in the past, itself meant war. Of course Xiong Zhengye also knew about the existence of the barbarians, but during these years of ease in the border army, he had also long forgotten the crisis.
So when the name "Barbarian" came out of his mouth, he couldn't describe the shock in his heart.
"Are they really those barbarians?" Xiong Zhengye pressed his hands on the top of the city, barely covering up his trembling and restless fat body.
"Do you think I'm bluffing you?" Ni Huzi sneered, but still stared at the city.
Xiong Zhengye swallowed a sip of saliva, his face darkened, and he said in a tone that was still somewhat unimaginable: "If it is really those murderous barbarians, why is there only that small group of people?"
Ni Huzi said nothing.
Commander Xiong's brows were almost knitted together. He looked at the circle of fire more than 150 steps away from the city and said in surprise: "Who is that person? What does he want to do? He is so blatant that he is not afraid of being caught. Do we shoot like hedgehogs?”
"That must be the leader of that group of people." Ni Huzi said coldly: "Can't you see that he is provoking us?"
When Xiong Zhengye heard this, he couldn't help but feel angry in his heart, and said angrily: "He is so arrogant! With just two or three hundred horses, could he want to invade our Dayong border?"
Then his expression suddenly changed and he said hurriedly: "No, there must be an ambush behind him! This matter is not trivial, we must inform Che Langwei..."
The Che Langwei he mentioned was Che Shuangyuan, the commander of their tent, "Xia Langwei".
However, among the frontier troops, few people talk about the military title of "Xialangwei". The professional title of "Xialangwei" also has another title, which is called "Chief of Soldiers".
Soldier commander is also the name that the frontier soldiers are most accustomed to calling. In Ni Huzi's words, this title is more down-to-earth and approachable. But this title is limited to ordinary soldiers calling those commanders who have no airs of superiors and are more popular among the people.
The reason why Xiong Zhengye was so polite was because Che Shuangyuan was from his hometown. Half of the reason why Xiong Zhengye can become a sentry commander is because of the double shaft of the car.
After Commander Xiong finished speaking, he raised his legs and prepared to leave.
But Ni Huzi grabbed his hand and sneered: "Chief Xiong, I didn't expect that not only have you been broad-minded and fat over the years, but your courage has also been destroyed by wine and women?"
Xiong Zhengye panicked at his disdainful eyes. He lifted Ni's beard's hand and said calmly: "Old Ni, now is not the time to joke. Now that the barbarians are approaching the city, you can't help but mess around here, let alone this time." This matter is no small matter, if we don’t notify Che Langwei in time, if something happens, neither you nor I can afford it!"
Ni Hushu snorted and said resolutely: "Of course the commander of the carriage will inform you, but there is no need for Commander Xiong to go there in person. Now you have the highest official rank here, and as our immediate superior, you should be here. Sit in command and stabilize the morale of the army! If you leave your post without authorization, it will be even worse!"
Xiong Zhengye's face was livid, but he couldn't refute. He could only twitch his face, and in his heart he greeted all the eighteen generations of Beard Ni's ancestors again.
Xiong Zhengye glanced at Ni Huzi with a cold face, and snorted heavily: "Ni Yishan, I would like to thank you for reminding me. But today you have repeatedly spoken rudely to Shangguan, and you also gathered people for late-night snacks privately while on duty. After today, I will definitely Report the truth to the superiors, and when the time comes, don’t blame me for being unkind.”
Ni Huzi chuckled and said: "Chief Xiong, we can talk about the future later. The situation below the city is the most important now, right?"
Xiong Zhengye took a deep breath, looked down at the city again, suppressed his frightened mood, and sneered: "It's just two or three hundred people. How can they turn the world upside down before Xiaoyang Pass?"
Ni Huzi calmed down and said in a deep voice: "Since Commander Xiong is so determined, let's wait and see what the intentions of those bastards below are!"
Then he turned to one of his soldiers and ordered: "Hurry to the camp in the city and report the situation here to the commander of the soldiers."
The soldier immediately turned around and ran down the tower.
Xiong Zhengye hesitated for a moment, and then said to Ni Huzi: "You are so loud, ask them again who they are!"
He was still not sure, what was really going on was
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The rumored barbarian that made people change their minds after hearing about it.
Ni Huzi nodded, he tilted his upper body slightly, stared at the city, raised his voice again and shouted: "This is an important border defense area of the Yong Dynasty. People under the city should report their names quickly. If you dare to go forward without permission again, you should Enemies who violate the border will be punished!"
Ni Huzi's words on the top of the city passed through the cold night wind and reached Long Ri Kuangyang's ears from high up.
A cold sneer appeared at the corner of Long Ri Kuangyang's mouth. He turned his head slightly and said to the silent cavalry behind him: "Those Central Plains people are asking questions, why don't you respond?"
After receiving the order, the three hundred barbarian cavalry led by Heerchi immediately raised their weapons at the same time, and then a high-pitched roar came from their throats at the same time.
"Hoo! ...Hoo! ...Hoo!"
The high-pitched roars of the three hundred barbarians, full of strong fighting spirit, were like a burst of torrential thunder rising from the ground below the city of Xiaoyang Pass. As the roars became louder, the faces of the three hundred barbarian cavalry could be seen. At the same time, a violent and excited expression emerged, and the horses under them also neighed and raised their front hooves high. At this moment, the barbaric blood in their bodies that had lasted for thousands of years and was born only for force seemed to have boiled and awakened. As long as Long Ri Kuangyang gave an order, they could transform into an indestructible force of destruction and block everything in their way. All obstacles in front of him were destroyed.
The war horses neighed, and the roar shook all directions. The three hundred barbarians under the Xiaoyang Pass City seemed to roar with the tyrannical momentum of three thousand or even thirty thousand people in their strong fighting spirit that could eclipse the cold wind on a cold night.
Everyone in Xiaoyang Pass was stunned by this sudden scene.
It seemed that what they heard was not a roar, but bursts of thunder exploding from the ground.
Ni Huzi's face was pale and his teeth were clenched. His heart was beating wildly amidst the waves of roars filled with unparalleled momentum under the city head, and the blood in his body seemed to have solidified.
Xiong Zhengye's legs even weakened. He was trembling all over, and his soul seemed to have been shaken out of his body by the roar of the barbarians. In a trance, he felt that there were not three hundred people lined up under the city head, but overwhelming people heading towards him. A boundless murderous aura surged through him that made his heart burst with fear.
All the soldiers on the frontier on the city felt a shuddering fear that had flooded the entire city.
The soldiers who had drawn their bowstrings and had arrows on the strings had never seen such a shocking scene. Their hands were shaking with fear, and they could hardly hold the bows and arrows.
At this moment, everyone was certain that those people under the city were indeed the rumored barbarians!
It was an instinctive affirmation that came from intuition. Although these frontier soldiers had never come into contact with the real king of the barbarians, now they could already confirm their victory just from the unparalleled aura exuded by those three hundred men and horses. origin.
Perhaps only the true barbarians in this world can burst out with such a shocking and unparalleled momentum that can shock people's hearts.
"What... do they want to do?" Xiong Zhengye couldn't help but trembled and murmured, his voice also trembling, "Are the barbarians really going to go to war with the Dayong Dynasty?"
Ni Huzi was also shaken. He couldn't help but turn his head and glance at the dozens of soldiers around him, and found that everyone's expressions were full of fear and fear, and cold sweat was silently sliding down from the young but pale faces.
Ni Huzi's heart suddenly sank.
In the past few years, the garrison on the northwest border has taken on a completely different look from before under the drastic reforms carried out by Military Governor Wei Changxin. Both military discipline and equipment have been greatly improved. On the surface, the combat effectiveness of the frontier army has also been fundamentally changed. But the days of relative peace on the border have been too long. In the past two hundred years, there has never been a real war on the border of the Dayong Dynasty, and this generation of border troops has never experienced a real battlefield. The meaning of their existence is indeed In order to resist the barbarians in the north, they did not have the opportunity to personally understand the war, nor did they have the opportunity to truly understand the barbarians. All preparations became hollow under the cloak of peace and tranquility, because the feelings brought to them by the barbarians only existed in rumors. And it’s still a rumor that has passed for too long. They knew that the name Barbarian represented killing and war, but that fear was too far away.
Because no one would believe that that barbaric race living in the wild land of the north would choose to suddenly appear at the border on such a night, and at such a close distance.
So when the rumored enemy actually appeared, everyone only felt the shock and fear coming from deep within their hearts. For a moment, these border troops almost forgot their duties.
The barbarians have not yet launched a real attack, but now they are just provoking a response, which has already made the defenders of the Yong Dynasty feel the primitive, barbaric and extremely violent oppression. What the defenders felt was not barbarians of the same human race, but a group of ferocious beasts from the ancient wilderness.
Although the two sides have not yet actually fought each other, in terms of morale, the frontier troops, who are generally still young, have fallen behind.
Ni Huzi suppressed his racing heart and suddenly exhaled heavily. He pressed the knife with one hand and shouted in a deep voice: "Cheer up, everyone, don't be frightened by their bluff like a bird without eggs." !”
He suddenly pulled out his sword with a clang and raised it above his head, shouting sternly: "You are the subjects of the Yong Dynasty. You are soldiers who do your duty on the battlefield and kill the enemy's horse leather corpse. You are not a waste who only knows how to use force on the belly of women! What if today? How dare you call yourself a man or a frontier soldier when you are so frightened by the mere two or three hundred people under the city?"
His voice was stern, his eyes were glaring, and an aura of bravery suddenly burst out from his body.
The soldiers on the border who were on the top of the city were yelled at by him, and their originally extremely shocked and frightened minds were slightly relieved. Then I saw Ni Huzi shouting coldly: "They have one head and two hands, what are the mere barbarians to fear? In the past hundreds of years on this border, how have they ever had the ability to pass through the city gate defense line of our Dayong Border Army?"
As soon as he said this, the soldiers became calmer and more stable.
The monkey held the spear in his hand tightly, the panic in his eyes gradually faded, and a look of perseverance and determination appeared on his thin face. Wu Zhang Ni is right. Although the rumored barbarians are terrifying, there are strong defenses like Dafeng City and Xiaoyang Pass on the border of the Central Plains, which are easy to defend but difficult to attack. Since the founding of the Dayong Dynasty, the barbarians have never dared to act rashly. Nowadays, the northwest border has a total of 60,000 troops of the "Wind Tiger Infantry" and "Longtu Cavalry" under the command of the town border government. Even if the barbarians now have the intention to invade the Central Plains, they will never be able to cross this road. Hundreds of years of border defense.
And now there are only a few hundred men and horses under the city. Even if the momentum is so amazing, under Xiaoyang Pass, it is no different from blocking a car with an egg and hitting a rock with an egg.
Thinking of this, Monkey couldn't help but his blood boiled, and a bloody courage suddenly burst out from his thin body, making the thin young soldier tremble all over because of the sudden excitement, and then his eyes bulged. Yuan's face turned red, and he uttered a word in a low voice from his throat.
"kill!"
This word "kill" seems to have gathered all the strength of the thin soldiers. Deep yet so loud and truly murderous.
Xiong Zhengye, who was next to the monkey, was shocked when he heard this. He suddenly turned his head and saw the thin young soldier holding a spear in his hand and his face turned red with excitement. At this moment, he exuded a rising sense of war. intention and boiling murderous aura.
At this moment, he is a real frontier soldier and a real iron-blooded man!
Everyone looked at the monkey, and the murderous look in the monkey's eyes began to spread across the city.
The roar and roar like thunder still echoed below the city head. Xiong Zhengye's face suddenly darkened, and a rare look of perseverance and courage appeared on his fat face. He suddenly strode towards
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He stepped forward and said loudly at the same time: "Old Ni, you greet me, don't let those barbarians underestimate our Dayong border troops!"
His fat body was as calm as a mountain at the moment, and he strode towards the cowhide drum above the city road.
Ni Beard's eyes shone with blazing light. At this moment, he was actually connected with the fat whistle commander who was as petty and ineffectual as a bear. He suddenly let out a loud roar, brandished his sword and shouted: "Set up the broken crossbow for me. If anyone dares to take a step beyond the thunder, they will never come back!"
"yes!"
Immediately, more than a dozen soldiers rushed towards the city road, and on both sides of the city, they set up a black and heavy iron arrow crossbow with a height of one foot and made of iron and wood springs.
These two crossbows are heavy weapons that have been specially improved by skilled craftsmen in the Zhenbian Mansion in recent years, and are called Formation-breaking Crossbows.
Although the formation-breaking crossbow is heavy and difficult to move, it is so powerful that it takes three people to pull the crossbow string composed of machine springs. The fixed machine crossbow fires a two-foot long iron rod made of all iron. The arrow has a range of up to 500 steps and is powerful enough to penetrate stone walls several feet thick. Its lethality is astonishing. It is a terrifying weapon for defending cities and defeating enemy cavalry.
At the same time as the formation-breaking crossbow was set up, a heavy drum beat sounded above Xiaoyang Pass.
The person beating the drum was clearly Xiong Zhengye. He waved his thick arms and the drumstick in his hand, hitting the cowhide war drum one by one.
As the rumbling war drums sounded, all the soldiers on the city seemed to be affected by the monkeys. The eyes of each of them began to become firm. The sound of the war drums was like thunder that shook the world and shook and burned everything. The human blood caused them to burst into roars in unison.
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
The war drums shook the sky, the sound of killing reverberated, and Xiaoyangguan City suddenly fell into a boiling and surging murderous aura.
Longri Kuangyang below the city looked up at Xiaoyang Pass. The sound of drums coming from the top of the city penetrated the night wind and reached his ears. He actually felt an equally heavy and intense sound from the drums. murderous look.
Long Ri Kuangyang suddenly sneered, his eyes flashed with a wild look of disdain, and then he said in Central Plains dialect: "It's a bit interesting."
He raised his hand slightly, and the roaring behind him immediately stopped.
There was a sudden silence among the people and horses under the city, and there was silence.
"Hundreds of years ago, this place was the free land of our Guwu clan. But later, those Central Plains people used these walls to build borders and left the most fertile land to themselves. They thought they belonged to this earth. The master, trying to isolate all existences that are different from them outside those great walls."
Long Ri Kuangyang's expression suddenly turned serious, and the black iron armor that was rare in the world could not cover up the majestic momentum that was as heavy as a mountain on his body. He continued in a deep voice: "But I learned a sentence from their books, which is that the most powerful people of heaven and earth live there. This world should be dominated by the strongest people, and it should also be a battlefield conquered by the strong. And no race with my powerful ancient martial bloodline has set foot here for hundreds of years, which is simply a shame. Now, I, Longri Kuangyang, will use the inheritance power of the strongest ancient martial bloodline in thousands of years to bring ancient martial arts to this place. The flag of the Wu Fengyan clan is planted on the city wall of the Central Plains people!"
The Central Plains language spoken by Long Ri Kuangyang is correct and well-tongued. It is the purest official dialect of the Great Yong Dynasty today. Both the pronunciation and the intonation are very precise. Perhaps there are many real Central Plains people who cannot speak the official dialect of this dynasty like him. What he said was so true.
When he was talking, the aura about him was completely different from that of a barbarian, and he looked more like a Central Plains person.
What is even more unbelievable is that this man who obviously has a very high status among the barbarians, has the purest barbarian blood and is unparalleled in his arrogance and arrogance, can actually accept the advantages of other tribes and learn from them with humility. manner. And this is obviously a manifestation of his ambitions that are as deep as an abyss and as wide as an ocean.
He seems to be fundamentally different from other barbarians who can only implement barbaric power. He knows how to understand his enemies, and he also knows how to learn things that are useful to him from his enemies, and this is also the most terrifying thing about him.
The word "barbarian" comes from the unified name given to the barbarian races in the North, led by the Central Plains, and other ethnic groups that have priority over the barbarian civilization. But in their own beliefs, the barbarians do not consider themselves to be a barbaric race. In their written records, the barbarians are descendants of the ancient god Pangu, and the blood of the Creator God flows in their bodies. Therefore, for thousands of years, they have had a very noble name for their race: "Guwu".
In the heritage of the barbarians, they have the blood of the ancient gods, which they call the "power of chaos." In the barbarian belief that advocates strength, only those with pure "Chaos Power" bloodline can become the true king of the barbarians and be crowned with the supreme title - Taiwu.
Taiwu is the strongest existence of the barbarian tribe that has been passed down for thousands of years. Only the barbarian war god who can be called Taiwu is qualified to command the five tribes of the barbarians and become the true king of the ancient martial tribe.
At this moment, Longri Kuangyang, who is under the city of Xiaoyang Pass, is said to be a person with pure blood of the ancient martial arts remnant. He is the leader of the Fengyan tribe with the most powerful combat power among the barbarians. He is also the most powerful warrior among the barbarians in the past hundred years. Strong presence. In today's Northern Wasteland, at least half of the barbarian tribes have secretly admitted that he is the best choice for "Taiwu" in the future.
The three hundred Wind Flame Cavalry remained silent, but the fighting spirit in them did not dissipate at all, but became heavier and stronger.
The meaning of their lives seems to be only for power and killing. Only in the endless battle can they obtain the glory of faith.
Long Ri Kuangyang looked up at the city gate with hot eyes. He suddenly stretched out his right hand, and gently raised his muscular, broad and powerful palm toward his back. Then a flag similar to a large banner was pulled out of the cavalry team as if summoned, heading straight towards Long Ri. The crazy sun sets.
At the same time, Long Ri Kuangyang floated slightly from his horse. He stood upright against the wind. His almost perfect body lines were wrapped in a dark armor, making him look like a celestial being. The devil.
The big flag fell into Long Ri Kuangyang's hands, and he swayed forward lightly, and then landed calmly on the snow.
Longri Kuangyang looked up again at the towering city gate in front of him, the big flag in his hand fluttering fiercely in the cold wind.
The flag is three feet long, and the flagpole is made of long hair made of pure iron. The flag is sewn with several animal skins, and the platinum and gold animal hairs are sewn into wind patterns and flames. This is the emblem of the Fengyan clan.
Long Ri Kuangyang raised his head and suddenly let out a long roar.
The whistling sound burst out from his throat like strong wind and thunder, blowing away the cold wind of the night, as if the heaven and earth were uniting, and the momentum was like thunder falling from the sky.
The long and majestic howling sound broke through the wind, and the ears of everyone above Xiaoyang Pass suddenly felt like a thunder exploded, until their eardrums were about to burst.
Xiong Zhengye, who was beating the drum heavily, was shaken by the roar and his ears were numb, and the drumstick in his hand fell to the ground.
Amidst the roaring like wild thunder, the sound of war drums on the top of the city stopped, and the sound of killing also stopped.
Everyone couldn't help but look at the figure at the top of the city.
They saw, in front of the three hundred cavalry formation, a dark figure holding a large flag, walking alone towards the city gate of Xiaoyang Pass.
"He's coming!" Some soldiers couldn't help but exclaimed: "He wants to break through!"
Ni Huzi's eyes were bloodshot, and the long roar almost made him deaf. At this moment, his mind was still in a state of excitement. When he heard the words in a daze, he suddenly leaned over and looked down at the city.
The pace of the black figure was gradually increasing.
Ni Huzi was startled and suddenly shouted: "Anyone coming from the city should stop. If you dare to come forward again, you will be shot without mercy!"
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