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A night passed, the first sun rose, and the dazzling light shone on the cold grassland...

"Xilulu..."

“Hululu…”

The breath of horses sounded one after another, waking up the soldiers curled up in their sleeping bags from their sleeping dreams...

"It's dawn, the whole army gathers, the goal, Fort Holy Gang! Go forward!"

Liu Ce, who had already woken up, immediately woke up all his subordinates loudly and prepared to continue rushing to the direction of Shenggang Castle.

As the assembly horn sounded, the armor lengths of each armor kept blowing sharp copper whistles, completely awakening the soldiers from their sleeping bags.

"Get up quickly, get up quickly..."

This time, Zhang Dingbian also brought more than 300 Xuanwu Pass defenders who could ride horses to follow the army, and finally had a deep understanding of the way Liu Ce's troops marched.

More than 300 soldiers from the border soldiers were yawning and came out of their sleeping bags with sleepy eyes. They looked at the situation around them, stretched their waists, and began to pack up their things, nervously preparing to continue to move...

"Give……"

Sugaide, who was worried about Tuoba Yuhai's comfort, had not slept all night. While putting the saddle back on his mount, Liu Ce threw a pack of painkillers that could be taken internally into his hands.

"The war is coming soon. I don't want something you lead the way to cause unnecessary misunderstandings..."

After stuffing the medicine into Sugaidetae's hand, Liu Ce threw a sentence and left with great strides. Only Sugaidetae's hand held the porcelain bottle containing the pills that were beneficial to his injuries, without saying a word.

“Woo~~”

"Dong~~"

The drums and trumpets of the war sounded melodiously in the wilderness, and the cavalry crawling on the ground rose up, making hoarse and sad sounds. Bloody flags were spread out by the flag bearers, and under the blow of the strong wind, they made deafening impacts and howling.

"Oh~~ha~"

"Dong~Dong~Dong~Dong~"

The marching drum musician shouted loudly, and then the drum music was played, and the bright war song immediately resounded through the wilderness:

"White snow flies to see the battlefield..."

"Who wants to stay alone in the center..."

"Iron horses and golden swords are brilliant..."

"Where can I go, horse..."

The war songs chanted by thousands of people swept across the grassland, as if connected to the heaven and earth, floating in a further direction under the galloping of war horses...

...

"Bang~~"

"Kill~~"

The gate of Shenggang Castle finally collapsed at noon under the attack of a group of slaves from Murong's army.

More than a thousand slave soldiers howled into the fort, preparing to welcome the most cruel close-killing forces, which was also the last fight in their consciousness, and the perfect end to this winter animation.

However, when they entered the castle, they only found corpses covered in the snow, with no sign of living, and for a moment they were at a loss.

"Did they all die in the previous attack?" Murong Shen, who was in charge of the attack, showed a look of confusion on his face.

"kill……"

“Huff…”

Just as the slave army relaxed their vigilance, the "corpse" lying on the ground suddenly moved. But when they saw them stand up, a piece of snow raised up, covering the slave army's sight.

"Puchi..."

"Puchi..."

"Puchi..."

One flaw, the other is lost, the price paid on the battlefield is blood and life. The Monlo Guard, who has rich combat experience, plays a corpse under the command of Tuoba Yuhai, and seizes the opportunity to counterattack the slave army that rushed into the Holy Gang Fort.

But the smell of metal caves, accompanied by the hot blood splattering in the cold air, the Jedi counterattack officially started.

"Don't panic, keep calm, kill~~"

The sudden change made Murong Shen feel nervous, but he soon realized that he had an absolute advantage in military strength and immediately ordered the group of slaves to kill more than 200 remaining Mengluo guards.

"Bang~"

Mu Li raised his sword over his head, barely blocking the attack of a slave. The blades touched each other and splashed out sparks of sparks, and the harsh shock made people dizzy.

"Sher~"

After taking a slight step back, Mu Li relied on his strength to use the scimitar in his hand to turn the opponent's saber from his head and press it on the ground, then slashed hard and cut open the enemy's calves.

"ah……"

The slave who was confronting Mu Li screamed and fell into the snow. When he was still in the future, he felt a huge shadow covering his head. He looked up at the moment...

"Puchi~"

Mu Li's scimitar, which had several holes missing, directly cut the slave's head out of his shoulders, allowing his headless body to splash out a hot blood arrow...

"Ah~"

"Drink~"

"Ding Ding Ding ~"

The soldiers of both sides soon fought together, fighting indissoluble, and the reverberation of metal handover echoed everywhere in his ears.

"Capture the king first..."

Tuoba Yuhai turned around, took away the lives of three slaves around him with a wide knife, and pointed loudly at Murong Shen's direction and ordered.

"Kill~"

After hearing the order, Mu Li immediately rushed towards Murong Shen who was standing near the gate. The three Monroe guards around him followed after destroying the enemy in front of him.

"Come, don't let them come over and block them!"

Murong Shen knew that he was in danger and immediately asked the more than a hundred personal soldiers guarding him to fight back.

The melee between the two sides continued. Although the Monroe Guards were small in number, they were well-equipped and highly morale. They were far from comparable to those slave troops. They gradually gained the upper hand in the attack.

"Puchi~"

"Bang~"

Tuoba Yuhai stabbed into the chest of the slave who was raising a gun in front of him. While pulling out the stimulating blood, the broad blade smashed the head of another slave on the side to pieces, and then continued to walk step by step towards Murong Shen, with a calm and tough look on his face.

"Sa~"

"Puff~"

While Murong Shen was anxiously commanding everyone to protect him, Mu Li shot the last cold arrow in the quiver. Unfortunately, he was three inches away from Murong Shen's head. The wolf-tooth arrow hit his cheek and hit the throat of a personal soldier behind him.

Seeing his personal soldiers falling down with reluctance, Murong Shen instinctively shrank his head, took a few steps back in a panic, and hid in the crowd.

"It's annoying!"

A single arrow was shot, Mu Li shouted in anger, threw down the horn bow in his hand, and could only continue to hold the knife and approach Murong Shen...

As the Monroe Guard approached, Murong Shen listened to the shrill roar echoing in his ears, a sense of fear and oppression for death gradually arose in his heart. Just when he was at a loss, Murong Chao rushed up the circular ramp with two thousand slave troops and rushed towards the gate of Shenggang Castle.

"Siege and kill, no one will be left!"

Seeing his companions coming to help, Murong Shen's fear that had just risen in his body instantly disappeared, and he excitedly commanded the army to continue fighting with the Monroe Guard.

"Retreat the interior of the fortress..."

When he learned that there was another large number of enemies approaching outside the fortress gate, Tuoba Yuhai decisively ordered the stop to kill Murong Shen, because Murong Shen's life or death was no longer important at this time.

Mu Li, who heard Tuoba Yuhai's order, also shouted that the Monroe Guard would retreat into the fortress, leaving more than a hundred people to cut off the rear, and bought time for Tuoba Yuhai to return to the inner fortress to deploy fortifications.

"Close the fortress gate, hurry..."

Retreat the inner wall of the fortress, Tuoba Yuhai ordered the only forty remaining Monroe Guards to close the gate of the fortress to prevent the slave army from invading. Although he knew that the more than a hundred Monroe soldiers responsible for resisting the enemy outside the fortress were basically alive and dead, he had no other way at the moment.

"Bang~"

Mu Li and several soldiers from the Monlo Guard worked together to press a heavy hardwood against the gate, and immediately watched the battle outside through the gap.

When he saw that the outstanding Mengluo soldier was flooded by the enemy and finally fell into a pool of blood, he immediately gritted his teeth and clenched his fists tightly...

"Oh~ The Murong family's ungrateful wolves! When they survive this disaster, they must destroy all of them!"

Which of the dead Mengluo soldiers is not the elite soldiers who have fought on the battlefield for many years? Now they are killed by a group of lowly slaves. How can Mu Li not feel heartbroken?

He suppressed the urge to fight the enemy's terror, came to Tuoba Yuhai and said, "Wang, the fortress gate will not last long. What should I do now?"

“Swish~”

When Tuoba Yuhai heard this, he pulled up the wide-blade knife and pressed it against his neck.

"King, don't~"
To be continued...