Exile opening: I won with the Universal Maker

Chapter 107
In the early morning, dark clouds covered the sun, casting shadows over the entire Spike Pass.

After breakfast, General Su Mo Nai gathered a team of ten thousand people outside the camp.

The low sound of bull horns circled and echoed in the chilly morning wind, and eight thousand Xirong sergeants armed with ordnance lined up.The dense forest-like spears shone with a cold iron light.

The meal in the morning was extraordinarily rich, and the soldiers at the lowest level also got three times the usual meal.

At night, Xiao Zhuo led the soldiers to steal the camp, and poured oil into the tent where the food was stored before lighting the fire. The fire was fierce.In order to facilitate the attack on Langya Pass, the camp was a little far away from the water source in the north.It took until midnight to put out the fire.

This meal was the only food left in the army.

"Let me tell everyone frankly," Su Mo Nai drove the horse slowly before the ten thousand people, the scabbard bumped against the saddle, "this morning's meal has eaten up all our food and grass."

The sergeant was silent.

Everyone knows.Without food, you will be hungry.If you are hungry, you will lose the battle, and if you lose the battle, you will die.

"The next battle will determine the life and death of our team of [-] people!"

Su Mo Nai reined in his horse and pointed at the Langya Pass two miles behind him with his whip: "Taking the Langya Pass, the Xiaogang Village inside will be the supply. We will win with [-] against [-]!"

"We must win!" The Xirong sergeants shouted in unison, drew out their sabers and raised their spears, expressing their determination to fight to the death.

"The whole army advances."

Su Mo Nai turned the horse and took the lead towards the Spike Pass.

Standing on the top of the mountain, Xiao Zhuo and Shen Yuexi looked at the Xirong battle formation slowly approaching from afar.

"Eight thousand," Xiao Zhuo said lightly, "They are going to fight to the death."

Shen Yuexi also felt it.The Xirong Army formation was like a dark cloud on the yellow-brown land, moving slowly and firmly towards Langya Pass.This means that there are basically no guards in the camp.

The meaning is very clear, this battle, either you die or I die.

She held Xiao Zhuo's hand nervously, and raised her hand to stroke his back.Through the shirt, there is extremely hard chain armor inside.The long sword on Xiao Zhuo's waist was the one she made out of Feng Zhang's steel fork, and it was specially equipped with a scabbard.

He used this sword to kill tigers, duel with Xiao Beiheng, and fight with Xirong, and he never changed it.

"My lord, each sergeant has about [-] crossbow arrows left." Song Zhen beside him slowly shook his feather fan, "the total number is about [-]."

"With one arrow and one arrow, you can win." Shen Yuexi wanted to make the atmosphere more relaxed and joked.

Everyone knows that is impossible, the Xirong Army has shields.

It was Xirong's first charge before, because he didn't know enough about Liannu and suffered heavy damage.After stealing the camp at night, the enemy cavalry pursued them, but they did not expect Liannu to lie in ambush.Both fights were unexpected.Now the enemy is coming prepared.

Song Zhen hesitated for a moment, then looked at Xiao Zhuo: "My lord, I'm sorry to be blunt. The enemy army is in full swing, so why don't we hide from the edge for now, how about buying time?"

Hearing this, Shen Yuexi was taken aback.

What does Song Zhen mean by buying time?It seemed that Song Zhen and Xiao Zhuo knew something, but they kept her in the dark.

Xiao Zhuo remained silent.

"My lord, please make a quick decision. The [-] enemy troops are rushing forward, and the crossbow will not be able to stop them no matter what." Song Zhen showed a rare look of anxiety, "These soldiers are the foundation of the lord, if they are wiped out..."

Xiao Zhuo raised his hand to stop Song Zhen's urging: "If I withdraw the troops, the villagers in Xiaogang Village behind me will all be slaughtered."

"My lord, if we can't hold on, Xiaogang Village will be razed to the ground!"

"No need to say any more," Xiao Zhuo calmly issued the military order, "Order the whole army to hold their positions and not retreat."

Song Zhen looked at Shen Yuexi as if asking for help: "Madam, please persuade the Lord."

Shen Yuexi understood the dispute between the two.

Song Zhen asked Xiao Zhuo to temporarily withdraw his troops to keep the four hundred soldiers.The price is that the enemy army will rush into Xiaogang Village, and all the people in the village will be massacred.

Xiao Zhuo refused to withdraw the army, and the price was the annihilation of the entire army, and Xiaogang Village would not get better after that.

On the balance of the two, Song Zhen's suggestion sounds more rational, at least to keep the army.

But her brain circuit is different from Song Zhen.

Probably more intuition is at work, and she believes that Xiao Zhuo will get through this.

"Mr. Song, I trust my husband's judgment."

Song Zhen was speechless, raised her feather fan and slapped it twice, then turned around and walked down the hill quickly.

Xiao Zhuo turned to look at her, with a hint of admiration in his eyes, and said in a low voice:
"Yuexi, if you are a man, you should be willing to bow down as a husband."

"I'm not as complicated as you think." Shen Yuexi was a little embarrassed, "I just think that you and Beidi have been fighting for so many years and have never been defeated. This time you will definitely win."

Xiao Zhuo couldn't help laughing: "So you think so?"

"I don't know how to march and fight," Shen Yuexi gently pinched the back of his hand, "Who knows what's going on in your head."

"Song Zhen looks at the present gains and losses, but I look at the future gains and losses."

What now, what later, Shen Yuexi couldn't understand for a moment, her attention was already on the mountain.

The Xirong army has come to the pass.

Su Mo Nai's eight thousand sergeants stopped outside the range of the crossbow.

"General, the other party is still guarding the same place." Xiu Muye pointed to the shadowy figure on the opposite side of the mountain, "What do they rely on? Why aren't they afraid?"

The corner of Su Mo Nai's mouth twitched.

He also had a small fantasy on the way forward, maybe the enemy would flee without a fight.

Now disillusioned.

He had participated in the battle between the kings of Xirong, and had never seen such a rock-solid army.There are only 400 people in the area, but it feels like 4, [-] people.

In a trance, he had an illusion that maybe behind these 400 people, hundreds of thousands of Yan troops opened their pockets and waited for them.These 400 people were the bait, luring them into an ambush.

In any case, now he has no way out.

If the Spike Pass cannot be conquered, the entire ten-thousand team will be destroyed.Fight to the death to survive.

"Team of Thousands, attack." Su Mo Nai raised his knife.

The Xirong sergeants held up their shields and swords, and rushed towards the Langya pass with shouts.There is neither bow cover nor carefulness.Nothing fancy, the most raw charge.

They were greeted with deadly flashes of crossbow bolts.

At the first volley, the Xirong army fell nearly a hundred people.The battlefield was filled with screams, the sound of crossbow bolts being nailed to the shield, and the sound of knives and guns falling to the ground.

Changing their previous fear of Liannu, the Xirong army did not hesitate, and the people behind stepped on the corpses of their comrades in front and continued to charge forward.

Round after round of crossbow arrows turned into a sickle for harvesting life, but they couldn't stop the Xirong army, who looked down on death, from approaching the pass.Soon, the Xirong army at the front rushed to the foot of the mountain and began to climb up.The ground behind them was covered with dead bodies with crossbow bolts.

"well!"

Seeing all this, Meng Yue stood up excitedly and shouted: "This is the right opponent. Put down the crossbow, fellow Liang!"

Four hundred sergeants put down the crossbows that had already shot empty arrows, got up and drew out their swords and picked up their spears.

When the two armies meet, the brave wins.

(End of this chapter)