Middle of the tenth month in the twelfth year of the Emperor's Awakening.
The Lingding River had already frozen over. The bitter cold in the northwest gradually flowed to the southeast. Bing Province was also affected. Looking over, there was a vast expanse of whiteness that connected heaven and earth. The human body seemed even more insignificant in this world.
In such a frigid environment, there was an army crossing the Ling Ding River several hundred li away from the Martial God Fortress.
Looking at the flag, it was the Xiliang Army.
The Xiliang Army chose to attack at the most unsuitable time. No one in the empire had expected this.
Because no one expected it, the entire War God Fortress was in a state of hibernation.
Ah Zheng was the most inconspicuous soldier in the War God Fortress. He was the kind of person who was not loved by his grandmother or uncle. He could not avoid the hard task of guarding the gate.
Ah Zheng gambled with others until late last night. He only took a short nap when the sky was about to brighten. He was wrapped in a thick cotton jacket and half leaning against the wall of the city tower, dozing off.
The fog was thick today. Looking from the city tower, one could only see a few dozen steps ahead.
Ah Zheng suddenly opened his eyes. Looking at the few dozen steps ahead, he suddenly had an absurd thought: If the Xiliang Army attacked now, wouldn't it be easy?
He did not know why he suddenly thought of this. The tiredness from staying up all night finally overwhelmed his thoughts. He changed his position and was about to continue his nap when the ground beneath his feet suddenly shook.
He opened his eyes again and looked at the ground in confusion. The ground would only shake when the city gates were opened. The gates would not be opened at this time, and there was no sound of doors opening.
But the shaking suddenly continued.
In another trance, the dense and incessant sound of horse hooves suddenly sounded.
Ah Zheng's expression changed drastically.
He remembered that no cavalry had left the city for the past few days. Without a doubt, it was the Xiliang Iron Cavalry.
He could not even think about how the enemy had come here without a sound. From the Ling Ding River to here, there were at least dozens of hidden checkpoints and over a dozen open sentries. It was impossible to completely avoid them.
But the impossible had already happened. Ah Zheng roared, "Enemy attack!" He stumbled to the war drums and picked up the mallet to beat wildly.
The sleeping giant beast gradually woke up.
Swoosh swoosh swoosh!
The soul-chasing sound of air breaking rang out.
In just a few blinks of an eye, the enemy was already within firing range.
The spears that filled the sky fell down like a rain of arrows.
Screams rang out in an instant.
After the first wave of spears had passed, more than a thousand riders had arrived. They split up in front of the city gate and retreated in an orderly manner.
The defending general on the city gate tower had just organized a wave of counterattack, but the scattered rain of arrows couldn't even touch the dust stirred up by the knights.
Xiu Xiu Xiu!
The second wave of spears followed.
After hundreds of corpses fell, the shield formation finally erected their defenses. The second wave of arrows was also quite large, but the cavalry charged into the thick fog and did not appear again.
The offensive seemed to have been abruptly interrupted along with the awakening of the Einherjar Fortress. It was confusing.
At this moment, the sound of horse hooves could be clearly heard. A large man riding a brown horse rushed out of the thick fog. When he was about a hundred feet away from the city gate, he suddenly reined in the horse's head. With a sinister smile, he shouted, "Shi Gandang of the Grand Council, who dares to fight me to the death?!"
No one responded. The air was quiet and oppressive.
Two more riders appeared behind Shi Gandang. One was Qin Guanyue, and the other was Zhao Bingren.
There were only three people, but they dared to face the Einherjar Fortress head-on. How were the three of them different from an army of thousands?
Qin Guanyue rode to the front and raised his head to look at the city gate tower. He suddenly raised his right hand and said calmly, "Attack."
"Attack!" Shi Gandang suddenly slapped the horse's rump. The horse neighed loudly, and the man and horse became one. They shot out like a sharp arrow.
In the thick fog, several infantry phalanxes appeared, each carrying a huge siege hammer. They followed behind Shi Gandang and charged toward the city gate.
Zhao Bingren lightly squeezed the horse's abdomen and slowly moved forward. He said, "Shi Gandang, do you understand the beauty of art? You're shouting like a wild beast. It's really ungentlemanly. You have to know that language is a profound knowledge, and knowledge is a profound art. Your every word and action is tarnishing the beauty of art. I really can't stand it anymore."
"Art your mother. If you can't stand it, then don't look. You can go back!" Shi Gandang angrily scolded without turning his head.
"I can also shoot an arrow at you." Zhao Bingren smiled elegantly. Then, he pulled his bow and shot an arrow.
The sharp arrow let out a shrill sound as it shot toward the back of Shi Gandang's head.
Shi Gandang didn't even turn his head. When the sharp arrow was about to hit its target, it suddenly made a turn. An arrow that could make a turn was absolutely unique.
Puchi!
With a muffled sound, the arrow shot into the throat of a general on the city gate tower.
It directly pierced through, and the remaining power did not decrease as it shot into the city wall behind the general.
The general died before he could give the order to shoot. The archers on the city gate tower did not receive the order and missed the best opportunity.
Shi Gandang had already rushed to the city gate and was about to use his fist to smash the gate.
But at this moment, the sound of iron hooves came from both sides of the thick fog.
It was not the sound of the iron hooves of the Western Liang cavalry, so his expression couldn't help but change.
… …
War God Fort, meeting hall.
When Wang Ba was alive, he liked to show off. This meeting hall was very spacious, enough to seat more than twenty people.
There was only one seat at the very front. Of course, it belonged to the current commander-in-chief of the War God Army, Lu Yuanqing.
Lu Yuanqing looked to be in his early thirties. He had a short beard and a pale face. He looked very refined, and his sitting posture was very calm. There was not a trace of radicalism. But the generals under him all knew that once he was on the battlefield, he would undergo earth-shattering changes. It was like a man turning into a beast.
Behind him stood an old man. He was so thin that he looked like a bag of bones. His face was sallow, and he coughed lightly from time to time. He looked like he was terminally ill, and it could be said that he had one foot in the coffin.
On his right, there were three to five generals. They were all core members of the War God Fort. At this moment, they were all sitting upright with very serious expressions.
On his left, there were only two people sitting. One was Ma Guanshan, and the other was Lianhai Changjin.
There was also a person standing behind Ma Guanshan. He held a dark green longsword, and his arms were crossed as he rested with his eyes closed. Although his eyes were closed, everyone in the meeting hall would look at him from time to time.
Because his name was Yan Wushuang.
No one knew when his sword would be unsheathed, and no one knew if their heads would still be there in the next moment.
Lu Yuanqing scanned the crowd coldly. "What's going on? How did the Xiliang Army get here? Thirty-seven secret checkpoints and sixteen open sentries. Are they all just for show? "When he spoke, he had the dignity of a general.
"General, there must be something wrong. One of us must be a spy from the War Council," a general said, but his eyes were fixed on Ma Guanshan.
Lu Yuanqing's gaze stopped on Ma Guanshan. He shouted, "Ma Guanshan, we all suspect that you're a spy. How can you explain yourself?"
"There's nothing to explain," Ma Guanshan said expressionlessly.
"Then are you going to plead guilty?" Lu Yuanqing asked.
Ma Guanshan said calmly, "I didn't even do anything wrong, much less commit a crime."
"Then what do you mean?" Lu Yuanqing shouted angrily.
Ma Guanshan glanced at him and then said coolly, "Someone deliberately let the Xiliang Army in. I knew this day would come, so I made arrangements a long time ago."
The corner of Lu Yuanqing's eye twitched. "What arrangements?"
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