When the morning sun once again shone on the top of Guiping Pass.
Yesterday's battle was staged again.
The two armies, which had rested for a night, once again threw themselves into this fierce battle of life and death without hesitation.
Obviously, the allied forces felt that today's advance was much smoother than yesterday's.
The four thousand barbarian soldiers looked at the seemingly endless army, and for the first time, hesitation appeared in their eyes. With just them, they could not even occupy the walls of Guiping Pass, leaving gaps.
From time to time, the allied soldiers would take advantage of the gaps and climb up the walls fearlessly.
Shi Hu had to personally lead a firefighting team to go between the walls and extinguish all dangers. Even so, they were in danger again and again, with heavy casualties.
It seemed that the battle situation could no longer be maintained.
The huge difference in the number of troops between the two sides directly caused a qualitative change from quantitative change. The balance of the war was completely tilted towards the allied forces.
Even the powerful Mountain Barbarian soldiers were unable to split themselves into two, unable to face such a vast army.
Coupled with Li Mu's brilliant command, the allied forces advanced and retreated in a well-coordinated manner. The saber and shield soldiers and archers cooperated well, and the fire cover and close combat attacks were smoothly linked.
Even when facing the remnants of the army, Li Mu went all out without any carelessness. And this was one of the qualities that distinguished a famous general from an ordinary general.
For a moment, Guiping Pass was on the verge of collapse.
Pei Ju stood on the city gate tower with a solemn expression. Suddenly, a trace of pain flashed across his face. He got up and came to Shi Hu's side, saying bitterly, "General Shi, prepare to retreat!"
"What?"
The young general was already covered in blood, but even so, he could not hide his shocked expression.
"I said, retreat!"
Pei Ju understood the mood of a general like Shi Hu at this moment, but he still had to make the most rational decision. He said painfully, "Guiping Pass can no longer be defended. Don't make unnecessary sacrifices. Just take it as leaving some roots for the first independent army of the barbarians. Don't let its name disappear completely. "
"…"
Shi Hu was speechless. He turned his head to look at the men who were still fighting with all their might, and a trace of pain flashed across his eyes. After this battle, the elite army that the marquis had the highest expectations for would really cease to exist.
"No." Unexpectedly, Shi Hu shook his head once again. A rare smile actually appeared on his blood-stained face. He faintly said, "Sir Pei, you are an important minister that the Marquis thinks highly of. You are different from us uncouth fellows. You should not die here. How about this, I'll immediately arrange for a group of guards to escort you out. "
"What about you?"
Pei Ju looked at Shi Hu and felt increasingly uneasy.
Hearing this, the young general suddenly grinned. Under the illumination of the sun, this smile was so pure and calm, filled with a beauty that one could not look at directly.
At this moment, Shi Hu's heart seemed to have been elevated once again.
"Sir, we are different."
Shi Hu turned around, looking towards the distant horizon. In that direction, under the blood-colored sky, there seemed to be a type of mysterious power guiding this young Mountain Barbarian officer, allowing him to obtain a type of mysterious comfort.
"We are warriors, barbarian mountain warriors, the most loyal guards of the [Barbarian King]." Shi Hu's voice was low and calm, as if he had suddenly let go of all his burdens and only calmness remained in his heart.
"Barbarian mountain warriors can only die in battle, they cannot be deserters."
Shi Hu tightened his grip on the blade in his hand, faintly smiling once again. "This is our fate."
Hearing this, a trace of emotion flashed through Pei Ju's eyes. At this moment, his impression of the Mountain Barbarians completely changed. Before, in Pei Ju's eyes, especially after being persecuted by Chi You, the Mountain Barbarians were a synonym for uncouth and arrogant.
But at this moment, he deeply felt the outstanding qualities of this race.
Tenacity, silence, bravery, not good with words, not afraid of sacrifice.
All of these beautiful qualities were best expressed in them.
This was a race that made people feel deep respect. They would not say words like 'kindness' or 'loyalty' all day, but at the most crucial moment, they would put them into practice.
As the saying goes, it is easy to know but difficult to do.
To be able to do this, just how rare and precious was the Mountain Barbarian Race?!
Thinking about it now, it seemed that the Marquis did not subdue the Mountain Barbarian Race on the spur of the moment. Most likely, the Marquis had long seen their rare and precious qualities!
Thinking of this, Pei Ju sighed in his heart.
He did not expect that with his old age, there would be prejudice in his eyes.
Pei Ju glanced at the mountain barbarian officer on the other side, a trace of decisiveness flashing past his eyes. He gently said, "Since that is the case, then this old man's old bones might not be able to move anymore. I will stay here and accompany you all!"
"Sir, you must not!"
Shi Hu, who had been calm just now, suddenly became anxious and waved his hands repeatedly.
"Why not?"
Pei Ju had already made up his mind.
"Sir, you are a civil official. Governing the territory is your strength. Why do you have to accompany us soldiers and sacrifice our lives in vain on the battlefield? "
"No." Pei Ju shook his head and said with a smile, "General, you are wrong. This old man's current identity is the military advisor of the garrison at Gui Ping Pass. I am a proper soldier, not some civil official. "
"But …"
Pei Ju waved his hand and said, "There are no buts, it is decided! General, return to your post. Even if we die, we will make the enemy pay a heavy price. The glory of Shanhai City cannot be blasphemed. "
Shi Hu gave Pei Ju a deep look, a strange emotion flashing through his eyes.
At this moment, the two people who had been estranged suddenly seemed to understand each other.
In the end, the young general did not say anything. He solemnly saluted Pei Ju, turned, and left. Pei Ju stood where he was, leisurely gazing at the army outside the city, thinking about something.
Pei Ju had not expected that there would be a day when his blood would boil and he would bravely die for justice. Scenes of the past flashed through his mind, and for a moment, he was filled with emotion.
Recalling the past, the extraordinary years.
Young, at the prime of his youth.
A scholar's spirit, full of vigor.
Conquering the Turks, passing through the Western Regions, lofty aspirations, wanting to be made a marquis.
Conquering Liaodong, suppressing the North.
Once remembered, going to Jiangdu to strike the water, the waves stopping the flying boat.
Passing through the Great Tang, ascending the stage to pay respects to the Prime Minister, how much misty rain had there been.
The past events were all joked about.
… …
Accompanying Pei Ju's impassioned words, the remaining Mountain Barbarian soldiers launched their strongest attack.
"Kill! Kill! Kill! "
The rhythm of the battlefield suddenly sped up, the sounds of killing shaking the heavens, spreading in all directions.
A group of Mountain Barbarian soldiers with the will to die, singing the battle song of the Mountain Barbarian race, facing tens of times the number of enemies without any fear. One by one, they bravely sacrificed themselves, throwing themselves into the embrace of the god of death.
They were using their actions to fulfill their silent promise to the [Barbarian King]: the Mountain Barbarian soldiers were worthy of their name, did not disappoint the expectations of the [Barbarian King], did not disgrace the glory of the division.
Life, at this moment, was so heavy.
Almost every moment, there would be a Mountain Barbarian soldier falling.
Shi Hu, who was in pain, had completely transformed into a blood red tiger, rampaging on the battlefield.
The fall of each brother made the blood red in the tiger's eyes become even thicker. Towards the end, the blood tiger completely displayed its might, letting out a heaven-shaking roar.
"Ah!"
Shi Hu loudly shouted, suddenly going berserk. His body immediately enlarged, becoming extremely powerful.
For a moment, on the battlefield, there was no one who could match him.
Perhaps it was because they were influenced by Shi Hu, and added with the influence and guidance of the atmosphere of the battlefield, the remaining Mountain Barbarian soldiers all roared, one by one completing their berserk transformation.
In an instant, the power of slaughter gathered.
The attack of the allied forces was suddenly interrupted, and the whole line of attack was stopped.
His aura was truly terrifying.
Every time the Mountain Barbarians went berserk, they could bring a "surprise" to the enemy.
Only Li Mu, who was at the back of the army, showed a hint of a smile. He had heard a little about the berserk transformation of the Mountain Barbarians. He knew that although the enemy suddenly became stronger, it was actually just the last radiance of the setting sun.
Once the allied forces survived this wave, victory was in front of them.
Therefore, Li Mu did not show any mercy. He ordered the army to press forward and resist the enemy's strongest blow.
Li Mu looked up at the sun in the sky.
There were still two hours before noon.
In other words, he could complete the task of taking down Guiping Pass ahead of time.
On the battlefield, it was still an organized army. Although a small group of elite soldiers could be fierce for a while, it would not last long.
Because this was a war, not a contest between warriors.
The sad song of Guiping Pass was still being sung.
It seemed that even God was unwilling to let this awe-inspiring army really go to the end.
The turning point suddenly came.
Just when Stone Tiger's army was in a desperate situation and was about to die, on the mountain road to the north of Guiping Pass, a cloud of dust suddenly rolled up, and then came the rumbling sound of horse hooves.
In the rolling dust, the dazzling golden dragon flag was shining in the sun.
"It's the marquis. The marquis has come to reinforce us!"
The lookout of Guiping Pass immediately discovered the army that suddenly appeared outside the pass.
Pei Ju was shocked when he heard that. He quickly turned around and looked over, and a trace of excitement flashed in his eyes. At this time, the golden dragon flag was like a lighthouse, saving the huge ship of the Mountain Barbarians that was about to be drowned.
"It's really the army of the marquis!"
Hearing the news, there was a burst of cheers on the top of the city wall of Guiping Pass. The cheers were louder and louder, which made Li Mu's heart tremble in the distance.
A bad premonition arose spontaneously.
"Did the variable finally appear?"
Li Mu muttered to himself.
Ouyang Shuo looked up at Guiping Pass, which was getting bigger and bigger in his eyes. Looking at the lord flag of Shanhai City that was still fluttering over the pass, he let out a long sigh of relief.
He led the Divine Martial Guards to travel day and night. In addition to taking care of the war-horses, he even ate on the horse. Finally, at the last moment, they arrived at Guiping Pass. (To be continued.)
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