Li Bei was still immersed in grief, and Biansha struck again.

After this battle, Hasson became the irreplaceable "Russian Soviet Union and Japan" of the Serpent Department. His reputation caught up with Amur, but he did not have time to look back and praise. To the west of Dalong Banner, before the beginning of spring, let the sand cavalry occupy the fertile pastures of the Hongyandong Mountains.

Sha 1 and 2 Battalion suffered the fiercest attack of the year. Jiang Sheng was seriously injured and difficult to go. Xiao Jieming dispatched Zhao Hui and Guo Weili to stand up to the offensive. However, the presence of the scorpion caused severe damage to both of them.

The North Rail Riding is in trouble, and when they remove the heavy armor, they will face the swift and violent slaughter of the edge sand. The war horses from the north cannot catch up with the sand cavalry. It also means that they cannot run once they fall into the trap. But when they wore heavy armor, the intrepid Scorpion army would chase after them.

Guo Weili lost three battles, and each time he escaped.

In the following month, the entire northbound line was beaten. Hasen is like a left-handed scimitar and a right-handed hammer, and each shot can be precisely vital. His most frightening thing doesn't stop there. He can also distinguish who the opponent is in each battle. Hasson is unusually familiar with the battlefield, keeping all the leaders away from the north in his mind and being able to flexibly change the response.

Amur taught his "change" to Hasson without reservation. Hasson played it extremely skillfully in the northern battlefield.

***

Zhao Hui almost rolled off the horse and the Lieutenant General took off his helmet for him. Chaohui didn't want to be supported, she vomited completely on the ground. At this point he was still shaking with his hands, rolled over and lying in the snow, panting hard.

"The battalion leader will report military affairs to Zhaohui," Chaohui said, "We met the Scorpion Unit far north, its number was far more than 5,000, and the seven teams on the left side were annihilated. The center was forced to retreat, and we lost again. "

The case was quickly recorded, and the urgent letter rushed out of the camp immediately and was sent to Dajing before tomorrow night. Xiao Jiming was unable to pick up the sword, and all military affairs could only be considered remotely in this way. In order to guard against surprise attacks, he gave the warring masters the power to adjust themselves to danger, but this also meant that masters like Guo Weili would lose the chain. Plan, it may never come back.

Guo Weili came out of the account, and he leaned out and reached out his hand. Zhaohui waved her hand to signal that she couldn't get up now, and the vomiting feeling of being smashed was delayed, and she was more comfortable lying in the snow.

"The third battalion is now guarded by Xunzi Yu. The second son's injuries are not healed. Who is doing the heavy task now?" Guo Weili took out the tobacco from his arms and chewed it directly into the mouth. He squatted beside Zhao Hui, asking so.

"Chenyang." Zhao Hui replied weakly with open arms. He seemed to know what Guo Weili was worried about, so he continued: "Chenyang has been working with the second son since six years ago to manage the logistics, from the banned army to the small backyard. Nothing can escape his budget. Now morning Throughout the entire border, Yang Zaibo Camp can predict the size of the material in advance. As long as the road is clear, each camp can be assured of care. "

Guo Weili looked at the sporadic snow flakes in the sky and said, "We lack horses."

Before the fall, they began to lack horses. At that time, the horses were not worn out so much, and the horse farms in the country could cope. But now, the iron armor worn by warhorses can't withstand heavy hammers, and often hurts more than soldiers. In addition, the ice and snow are not as cold-resistant as the pony.

It was getting dark, Zhao Hui slowly regained strength and sat up. He reached out and touched a handful of blood, and said to Guo Weili, "That hammer hit my nose with blood, and it was too late to wipe it, and I swallowed it all."

"Don't be disgusted with me." Guo Weili was wearing a messy hair, squatting numb, and didn't want to stand up. He paused and said dumbly, "I used to think of Hu Helu as a fine sand, but now when I meet Hasson, I know that Hu Helu is a grandson."

Zhaohui brushed off the shards of snow on his lap and said, "Hasson is bold and treacherous. He knows us all," he sighed, "difficult is hard here."

But they both kept silent, knowing that the best part of Hasson was not shown at all. Hasson played offensive and defensive battles in the southern battlefield with the most difficult frontier for several years. He was better at siege than field battles. Now that the North had completely turned from offensive to defensive, the camp at the battlefield had become a humble city. Soon, they would learn about Hassan's storm-like invasion.

Guo Weili hated Hasson, but he had to admit that Hasson was definitely a genius born for the battlefield. Guo Weili has not seen a general who can control the initiative so far. It is as unpredictable as a blast, and he has never given the opportunity to fight back from the north.

"Whoever takes the initiative will master the rhythm." Guo Weili sipped the tobacco foam in his mouth. "Even if we lose, we must disrupt him, otherwise we don't have to wait until the beginning of spring, or we will fall into battle in half a month."

The fire in the distance disappeared, and the two looked silently, and suddenly they all got up together.

"Fuck!" Guo Weili pointed at Wanglou in the wind and shouted, "Your **** eyes narrowed? Who is in the southeast?"

The iron rider looking upstairs raised his palm to block the wind, and heard the sound of horseshoes along the wind. But the southeast is the road leading to the second battalion of Sha. He couldn't immediately confirm who it was in this haste.

"Cavalry," Zhaohui took a few steps back, picked up his helmet from the ground, and shouted with all his strength. "It's the Biansha Cavalry!"

"Second Battalion has fallen," Guo Weili said with gritted teeth. "Hassen, this dog day!"

They were in chaos, watching the fire rush forward. The night patrol did not report the alarm, and the southeast was likely to be cut off directly. In addition to the sound of horseshoes, this time was obviously mixed with other sounds.

"The trebuchet ..." The helmet in Zhaohui's palms slipped to the ground, he said sloppily, "It's over."

"Fuck your mother shit!" Guo Weili yanked Zhaohui, shouted in the midst of the rush, "quench the fire in the tower to Lao Tzu!"

Guo Weili shoved Zhaohui sharply, followed by a punch to make Zhaohui nosebleed.

"You're a dog!" Zhao Hui covered her mouth and nose, and choked her blood.

"We are wolves," Guo Weili turned around, staring fiercely to the southeast. "The hardest iron wall in the world is not Bian County, but it is from the North Rail Riding." He smashed his chest with a fist and shouted at him. Said, "The battlefield to the north belongs to Xiao Fangxu. The North Rail Rider rules this battlefield! Who the **** is the dog, who **** the shit! Lao Tzu will never retreat! We are wolves," he shouted with red eyes and husky , "Kill the dogs!"

Zhaohui wiped his nosebleed and kicked Guo Weili from behind.

Guo Wei shrugged on his face and looked at Zhaohui, saying, "Isn't Hasson the best at siege?"

Zhaohui picked up his helmet again, drew his nose, and replied, "He will not be good at once."

The machine clicked, and the women's wall quickly blocked the gaps in the four camp walls, turning Sha Camp into an iron bucket. The Bentham Cavalry stopped a short distance away, and through the dark night, Hasson saw the wall highlighting the heavy crossbow aircraft.

Xiao Jiming transformed all the Sha 1, 2 and 3 battalions into heavy barriers a few years ago. Just like Xiao Chiye felt when facing the Sha 3 battalions, Hasen quickly realized that this was a real iron bucket. It didn't even leave the opponents any chance.

The torches in Wanglou were extinguished, and the situation inside the wall could not be seen from the outside, and the layout was not even clear.

Sha Yiying also hid two Qidong forged bed crossbows. In order to avoid the eyes and ears of Ba Du, Xiao Jiming tried his best. Li Beitie rode out of the bed crossbow, and the trebuchet in the middle of the heavy arrow loaded the sand has been launched. A hundred-pound stone bomb flew out, and then hit the camp wall.

There is a gap in the battalion wall of Shayiying. It was because of the position reserved for the shooter at first. In order to be able to make up for it at a special time, a more mobile female wall was selected. But the female wall is a wooden thing that can't stand several blasts.

Hasson apparently stared at this weakness.

"Arrow the arrow!" Guo Weili strode the meteor, slap the backs of the iron riders.

A stormy short arrow shot out, and Zhaohui looked through the hole, and saw that the cavalry had already retreated, and the infantry was on top. Facing the swarm of short arrows, they set up dense iron shields. The arrow fell like a raindrop on the surface of the shield and could not hurt anyone at all.

"That was the iron shield of Qidong's garrison," said Zhao Hui. "He has eaten all the advantages of the North and South battlefields."

"He's walking a dog," Guo Weili leaned against the wall, listening to the smashing of the stones, and said with a loud voice, "this is no longer a cavalry!"

That's right.

They expanded their infantry with iron shields, and they are no longer pure cavalry. The generals did not expect it wrong. Biansha has obtained their unimaginable supplies in the past six years. This is the root of Hasson's change.

It took time for the crossbow to be loaded, and dozens of people were neatly trying to make it, but I don't know why, this crossbow couldn't move before the shot.

"Broken?" Guo Weili opened his head, kicked the crossbow, and slammed a few times impatiently. "Fuck, Qidong's stuff--"

Before Guo Weili's voice fell, the crossbow machine bounced and then shot out suddenly. Guo Weili was hung with her clothes, and when she flew out of the heavy arrow, she was taken to the ground and fell over a dog to eat shit.

The iron-headed heavy arrow Ling Fei had a harsh sound of breaking wind. The iron shield on the edge of the sand was put up again, but it was useless, and the iron shield was directly knocked down by the heavy arrow. Because they were standing too densely, they spread too much, and brought two rows of people in the rear to the ground neatly.

Zhaohui wanted to announce the good news, but before he spoke, the female wall next to his head exploded. He crouched and squatted quickly, almost piercing his eyes with the splash of wooden spikes.

The female wall is broken!

"Damn," Zhaohui murmured with ashamed face, "had to tell the son, another iron."

The whistle outside rang out, and the huntsmen crossed the thick clouds and drove straight down.

Guo Weili followed by blowing his whistle, and saw the hawk-side hawk winged away from the stable, and the spirited hawks that had cultivated in the past few days were shaking. The wings fluttered, and the ropes on the feet rattled.

The soldier who took care of the eagle untied the rope, and did not listen to others' whistle at all. It jumped into the air, spun through the clouds in the snow, and then dived in the next instant. The opponent pedaled thinly.

Just at this critical moment, Guo Weili heard the sound of the back door opening. He turned back immediately, but he didn't shout out, because a row of light horses quickly entered, headed by the cape hunting, and turned over in front of Guo Weili.

"Well," Qi Zhuyin greeted Guo Weili in her usual tone, "are you talking?"

Zhao Hui turned over and jumped down, and met Guo Weili in his breath. He didn't know where Qi Zhuyin came from, he said, "Master ..."

"Don't call it that," Qi Zhuyin lifted his cloak, pulled out a ghost-knife on the waist, "banged" it at his feet, and laughed, "I'm grieved you tonight with me."

Guo Weili immediately covered her chest, and stared at Qi Zhuyin looking around.

"Let me see," she said calmly, "seeing that you are riding harder than the North Rail, or that our Qidong defense is harder."

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