In the dead of night, not a sound could be heard.
The dense forest was bumpy and dark, making it difficult to traverse. Daer Han held onto a tree trunk with one hand, panting heavily. Beside him were five hundred elite soldiers from the Jian Province who had abandoned their horses and raised their torches. The advancing troops made all sorts of sounds of collisions and footsteps as they moved silently.
The evergreen forest in the north was unusually dense. The leaves under their feet had accumulated all year round, making it soft and rustling when stepped on. From time to time, birds and beasts would be startled and let out strange cries. Daer Han looked at the seemingly endless mountain road and was about to collapse from exhaustion.
In the battle of Liuhe Village, Zhou Qingfeng had shown a bit of his power, and Daer Han's troops were defeated and could only wait for death. Hwang Tae-gil had given him a chance to make a contribution. This was his master's grace, and also for Abahai's sake. But Daer Han knew that it was better for him to die. Otherwise, he would drag his family down and his own reputation would be ruined.
But even if he died, he had to die on the battlefield. At least he would be treated like a dead soldier. Hwang Tae-gil planned to take over Zhou Qingfeng's small stronghold, so Daer Han naturally had to go. But he had yet to recover from his previous injuries, and now he had to cross the mountains … To be honest, he couldn't even pick up a knife. He was really going to die.
Even cultivators with great power could get hurt, get sick, and feel hopeless.
He was already in such a miserable state, but no one sympathized with Daer Han.
In the army, military achievements were the most important. If you lost a battle, you would be discriminated against.
They were utterly defeated by a young Han boy, and even the key transit stronghold was burned down. This was already a rumor. What's more, the soldiers on the battlefield didn't even have a place to sleep. It would be strange if Daer Han's colleagues treated him well. Everyone felt that this trash from the Ula Tribe deserved to die. Not beheading him on the spot was already letting him off easy.
But who knew how difficult it was to deal with Zhou Qingfeng back then? No one cared about this at all.
Daer Han couldn't say anything, and he had no way to explain himself. He could only grit his teeth and endure until the start of the attack on the battlefield. If he died, there wouldn't be so many rumors and accusations.
Five hundred elite soldiers from Jianzhou set off after dark. They had to go around a river outside the city of Ekullen, pass through a dense forest, and climb over a hill to reach the small fortress built by Zhou Qingfeng.
The troops were made up of veteran soldiers who had been fighting for many years. All of them were fully armored and well-equipped. There was also a group of valiant generals from Jianzhou, including the Great Khan's fifth son, Mangurtai, commanding them. Everyone felt that they would definitely win the battle, but the road ahead was a little difficult.
Due to the limitations of the terrain, Mangurtai could not ride his huge Earth Dragon. He was a tall man with a longbow on his back and a heavy spear in his hand. He looked rather ordinary as he marched in the formation. After a full four hours, he finally led the team to the forest near their destination, but it was dark tonight, and they couldn't see anything at night.
"Extinguish the torches," Mangurtai ordered.
The five hundred elite soldiers immediately passed the order to each other, and the light that was originally winding around the mountain range was immediately extinguished.
"Where is the guide sent by Dashan? Ask him where we should go next, "Mangurtai ordered again.
One of Dashan's subordinates was pulled over and pointed the way to Mangurtai. The man pointed to the sky and swore, "That stronghold is filled with slave soldiers. With the five beilei, it won't be difficult to take it down. My master said that as long as Jianzhou is willing to help him ascend to the position of Ekullen's chief, this Zhou Qingfeng's head will be his gift of thanks. "
"Then what about our Grand Concubine in Jianzhou?" Mangurtai asked with a gloomy face.
"The Grand Concubine should be in Zhou Qingfeng's hands. We'll naturally know if we take him down." Dashan's subordinate cursed after he finished speaking, "I heard from the slaves that the Han brat even dared to be rude to the Grand Concubine. We definitely won't let him go this time."
Hmph … Mangurtai heaved a heavy sigh of relief, and called over a shifty-eyed fellow. "Mao Ada, is the stronghold you've repaired in this direction?"
Mao Ada had escaped from Liuhe Stronghold and sought refuge with Mangurtai, so he was pulled to the front to listen to orders. He stood in front of the mountain range and looked into the dark night, but he couldn't see anything. "Master, there are many roads in this mountain, and I have to walk closer to be able to recognize them. But judging from the direction of Ekullen City, Zhou brat's stronghold should be not far ahead. "
The Yin lightning on top of Ekullen City was even more concentrated, and lightning flashed and thunder rumbled continuously. The dark night could be used as an important direction reference. In addition, there were rivers and slopes outside the city for guidance, so the general direction should not be wrong — the worst thing to do in a war was to get the wrong direction and path. This kind of thing was unavoidable even in the Korean War and the counterattack against Vietnam.
Now that there were two people pointing the way, Mangurtai was slightly relieved. He finally made up his mind to fight, and called Daer Han over. He ordered, "Daer Han, we're old acquaintances. Old Eight said he would give you a chance, and I pity you for your age. Now, bring your men up. "
After climbing the mountain for a long time, the wound on Daer Han's back repeatedly opened up, and blood soaked through half of his body. The pain made him tremble all over. Now that Mangurtai had ordered him to be the vanguard, he finally felt a sense of relief, and hurriedly kowtowed in thanks. Then, he led a team of a hundred men and charged out.
After Daer Han left, Mangurtai did not continue to follow. He stood at the gathering point he had chosen, and tried to look into the dark night, trying to see through the thick, ink-like cover. His target was not that small stronghold. ….
A general asked in a low voice when they should catch up to Daer Han, but Mangurtai shook his head and looked in the direction of Heculun. "Let Daer Han fight first. I'm not worried about that small village, I'm only worried about Chu Ying. That big brother of mine is not an idiot. "
Daer Han had been to the construction site of Zhou Qingfeng's stronghold many times, so he was quite familiar with the roads and terrain of the area. The hundred men he led walked briskly, and in a short while, they passed through the river and forest and arrived at the open space outside the stronghold. Although Daer Han did not understand military formations, the elite soldiers of Jian Province still advanced in formation, advancing quickly.
But after walking for a while in the dark, the troops naturally became disorganized, and not even a shadow was seen along the way. It was quiet. At first, when Daer Han ordered the troops to maintain formation, there were people who obeyed, but soon, the leaders of the troops in the formation could not be bothered with him, and only moved forward quickly.
"Wait, slow down," Daer Han shouted, panting. Daer Han shouted while panting. The injury on his back was unbearable, and every step he took caused him to grimace in pain. Slowly, he could not keep up with the pace of the troops.
Hehehe … Hahaha … The reply to Daer Han was a burst of laughter.
Actually, the true leader of the hundred men was a Niu Lu from the Plain White Banner. When he heard Daer Han's shout, he could not help but scold him, "Daer Han, you've been by Grand Concubine's side for too long, you've become like a woman. Right now, we haven't even seen a single scout, and the enemy must be sleeping. Let's just charge in quickly, and you're the only one who is meddling. It's just five hundred slaves, it's not even enough for us to kill. "
Daer Han chased after them, wanting to reach the side of the Niu Lu who was leading the troops. He raised his hand and tried to pull him back, and said earnestly, "Brother Bakhai, you have to be careful. This Zhou Qingfeng was not an ordinary person. He knew military formation spells. That kid is very cunning. "
"So what if he knows military formations, I'm not useless. Our hundred or so elite soldiers will surround them. How big of a formation do you think this Han kid can make? " The Niu Lu who was leading the troops had a fierce and cunning expression on his face. After he finished, he shook his head and said, "Daer Han, you stay at the back. We don't expect you to go up, you might just be able to survive. "
The Niu Lu who was leading the troops was a Level 3 Bone Warrior, and he had quite a few Level 1 and 2 Bone Warriors as his subordinates. These people had never been at a disadvantage in battle, and when they saw an opportunity, they did not hesitate at all. When they saw that the enemy did not even send a single scout, they immediately charged forward.
Fighting in the dark was all about surprise.
Daer Han became more and more powerless, and could not catch up. He panted as he fell behind, and could only watch as the hundred men disappeared into the night. When he turned his head to look in the direction he had left, he found that Mangurtai, who was supposed to be following him, was not moving at all. He was at a loss. Unable to keep up, he could only sit on the ground and cry silently.
Daer Han felt that his body would not last this final battle, and he could not even die on the battlefield.
In a short while, the hundred or so people who had just set out had arrived outside the stronghold. The sounds of swords and spears clashing could be heard, and from time to time, balls of fire would explode, faintly illuminating the small stronghold built by the river. Daer Han remembered that he was destined to die on the battlefield, and struggled to stand up and take a few steps in the direction of the battle.
He had only walked about ten meters when he realized that the battle in front of the stronghold was not ending quickly, but was instead becoming more and more intense. He could even hear the crisp sounds of orders in the wind: "Line up", "Prepare", "Attack". After these orders, he could see a green light shining through the darkness, and screams of pain and anger would immediately intertwine together.
"It's that Zhou brat, he's organizing his troops." Hearing this sound, Daer Han mustered some strength and continued to walk forward. "Hearing his screams, could it be that this brat really didn't even arrange for sentries, and was killed by surprise?"
Daer Han's mind was running wild, but after a few steps, his body suddenly went limp, and he fell to the ground. He felt that he had lost all his strength. The wound on his back had caused him to lose too much blood, and now he really could not walk anymore. But seeing the battle in front of him, he did not want to die just like this, and felt that no matter what, he had to die where the battle was the fiercest.
Daer Han could not even stand up, and could only crawl on the ground. After crawling for a while, he felt that his body was cold, and he could not help but think anxiously, "Am I going to die? Am I going to die? "
His mind was filled with anxiety, but his hands were weak. Daer Han heard the sound of shuffling footsteps coming from behind him. He hurriedly turned his head, and saw that there were suddenly many red dots in the darkness. Upon closer inspection, he saw that they were slow moving zombies with bloodshot eyes.
"Ah …" Seeing so many undying ghosts, Daer Han, who was on the verge of death, could not help but scream, and his hair stood on end. Zombies were the lowest level of ghosts. They were slow and weak, and normal people would not be afraid of them. But right now, there was a dense horde of zombies walking past Daer Han, and their numbers were abnormal.
All of the zombies had lifeless expressions, and their bodies were dripping with water. They walked stiffly towards the stronghold where the battle was going on. Daer Han was just wondering where these things came from. Seeing that they were all dripping with water, he realized that these zombies had been hiding in the Songhua River at the side of the stronghold.
"Careful, there's an ambush," Daer Han shouted with all his might, trying to warn the hundred or so Jian Province soldiers who were fighting in front of the stronghold. But his voice was weak, and when the wind blew, no one could hear him.
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