Bingzhou, Shangdang County, Humase.

"Sanlang, what are you going to do early this morning?"

In the hazy night, facing the person who questioned, Li Sanlang, who is commonly known as Li Yu's family, looked pale in his face.

"Em, I...I..."

"Sanlang, do you want to go to Yanmen Pass? Are you crazy? You are no longer a soldier from Xiliu Camp. It's not your turn to worry about Yanmen Pass."

The middle-aged woman named Emu by Li Sanlang looked at her third son and suddenly started to shout loudly.

Faced with his scolding, Li Sanlang had no choice but to retaliate. With helplessness, he could only think of a way to persuade his mother: "Em, today is different from the past. This time, the Huns have 30,000 soldiers and nearly 100,000 slaves and herders.

Even if the Yanmen Pass and Prefect Wang have natural dangers to rely on, this battle may be in danger in the end.

Once Yanmen Pass is lost, Em, the military disaster fifteen years ago will happen again. If the nest is destroyed, we are afraid that we will return to the day when we are in danger fifteen years ago."

Faced with Li Sanlang's advice, the middle-aged woman remained indifferent: "I don't care. You have lost one eye to guard Yanmen Pass. You have fulfilled your obligations.

Even if there is no military force in Yanmen Pass, it will not be your turn to go. Your father died at Yanmen Pass fifteen years ago, and your elder brother died there eight years ago.

Your second brother followed the caravan out of the border and no information was sent back. If you fall down at Yanmen Pass again, how should I live!"

Looking at Emu who started crying as he talked, Li Sanlang was so angry that he even dared to go deep into the mountains to hunt tigers and leopards, but now he has no choice.

My mother is right. The Li family is only the only one left. If I die in Yanmen Pass, the Li family will be really extinct.

But the Huns' army has already been detained. If everyone only cares about these parents' short-sightedness in military and national affairs, wouldn't Yanmen Pass be broken by the Huns? Then will there be a place in Bingzhou without any waves?

"Em, Yanmen Pass City has a high wall and deep walls. The Huns cannot hurt me. The reason why I was injured at the beginning was purely because I was unlucky."

"I don't listen, I don't listen, Li Yu, if you dare to step out of this house today, I will break off the mother-son relationship with you."

Looking at Emu who was already moving towards nonsense, Li Yu felt that his head was about to explode.

Fifteen years ago, my father died in the Yanmen Pass when he served in Xiliu Camp. Am alone hid in the mountains and forests with his three brothers, relied on picking up pine cones, digging wild vegetables, and eating grass roots to save his three brothers' lives.

It was also from then on that time that Eum's stomach was starved, and he could not eat greasy food or hard food. He could only drink some muddy food all day long.

Eight years ago, when my elder brother was serving, Am happily compared my elder brother with my father and concluded that my elder brother was much more heroic than my father. This time, he could not get into the team ranking position that my father had once served in the military service, and he would never be able to make a difference.

As a result, three months later, news of the elder brother's death came from Yanmen Pass. After the war, except for the old brother's regular clothes left in the military camp, they were sent back by his robes, and even the elder brother's body could not be seen.

The second brother rebelled and was unwilling to join the army. He followed the merchant out of the border to prepare to be a merchant on the grassland. As a result, he never returned and he still has no idea of ​​his life and death.

If he was dying at Yanmen Pass, Emu would probably not be able to survive at all. The filial piety in his heart made Li Yu feel embarrassed at this moment.

After thinking for a while, he suddenly knelt down on the ground and kowtowed three times: "Em, please forgive me for being unfilial. The Huns are about to lock them up. As a former border army, I really cannot be indifferent.

Feng used to treat our soldiers like parents and children, and Wang Taishou stationed in Yanmen with his only descendant of blood to encourage morale. These two high-ranking figures can do everything for the eight million people in Bingzhou. How could we retreat in the face of the battle?”

After three sounds, Li Yu quickly stood up. After he stood up, he pulled the war horse full of armored weapons and walked towards his yard gate.

Looking at the departing back of the only son under the hazy night, the Li family suddenly started crying loudly, her last son was about to die!

Listening to the crying sounds coming from behind, Li Sanlang felt like a knife. He was not sure whether he could come back alive on this trip, but the persistence in the bones of the men in the border county made him grit his teeth and step out of his own door.

Scenes similar to this scene flash on the land of Bingzhou from time to time. Xiliuying is a battle-making army composed of elite troops in Bingzhou. Because of the special nature of guarding the border, Xiliuying only absorbs people with high strength or young and strong people.

After hearing that Yanmen Pass was surrounded by Yanmen Pass, most of the old soldiers who retired due to their decline in their injuries or their old health had copied out their weapons and armor and headed towards Yanmen Pass.

On the way to Yanmen Pass, Li Sanlang met many former comrades and smiled at each other. The familiarity of fighting side by side gradually increased.

On the land of Bingzhou, thousands of war horses prepared their own weapons and headed towards Yanmen Pass.

In addition to the former veterans of the Xiliu Camp like Li Sanlang, there are also a large number of young men.

The people of Bingzhou were fierce and the land was sparse. According to the rule of chief, the second sons and concubines on the land of Bingzhou who were over 16 years old had to leave their homes and eat themselves.

But the class solidification in the late dynasty was not something that a group of young men could break. Therefore, in order to make a living, most of the young men in Bingzhou became members of the dynamic organization after the age of sixteen.

Hearing Wang Yu responding to the promises made by the Huns: money, land and houses, and a large number of kung fu secrets, all the members of Bingzhou's active organization were jealous.

If they hadn't been afraid of the old soldiers in Wang Yu's hands, they would have thought of stealing Wang Yu.

...

Yanmen closed, and looking at the dozen ordinary acquired realm bloodline warriors who were trampling on their companions' shoulders and jumping up, Wang Yu tightened the horizontal sword in his hand.

Once things go wrong, he will immediately draw his sword to rescue the sword and axe driver on the city wall.

When more than a dozen bloodline warriors reached the highest point, the crossbowmen who had been symptoms were ready to go pulled the trigger in their hands.

The steel cast into a gun head and the impact of the crossbow, and in an instant, bright blood covered everything.

After being aimed by multiple crossbowmen, an ordinary blood warrior can easily lose his life in the air.

In the end, only a few of the sixteen blood warriors attacked this time, they successfully touched the city wall of Yanmen Pass. However, before they could climb the city wall, Wang Yuer, who had already prepared a knife and axe, cut them all to death.
Chapter completed!