My lord, she is beautiful and good at fighting

"How are we going to fight this battle? We can't stop it, general." Qin Wu scratched his hair in distress, held his bronze jacket with one hand, then leaned against the sand table, holding on to the long feathers on his helmet, with his jacket covered with quilt. He was completely bald, with only a few short feathers dangling alone. "The encirclement may not be possible. The outside of the pass is too barren, and the sandy land is unobstructed. Beishu occupies the pass to guard it. Although there are not many people, once they If the smoke is lit, the Northern Shu cavalry stationed outside Bingzhou City will counterattack. The terrain of Yanmen Pass is easy to defend but difficult to attack..."

Wei Wan was wearing black armor, his back was straight, without any trace of laziness when wearing robes, his shoulders were straight, and there was a sharp and sharp aura around him. Hearing this, he curled up his lips and smiled: "Vice General Qin, Yanmen Pass is the Strategies that are easy to defend but difficult to attack must fight for a position.”

"But when it comes to taking advantage of the terrain, no one is more familiar with it than the Wei Army. This is our territory, how can we let them have the upper hand?"

"Indeed, we don't need to fight this battle with great force," Rong Xian lowered his eyes, holding the ink jade fan between his fingers and turning it around, "Since there is a way to defeat the enemy without fighting, There is no need to fight to the death."

"You are afraid that they will run away, and they are even more afraid that they will not be able to catch anything and end up wasting food." Wei Wan raised his head, his high-bundled hair hanging behind him, making his neck even longer, "We have destroyed the city with great fanfare, but in the end we still need to come. Repairs, poor people, really don’t have enough money.”

It was night, and the guard on the observation deck had his neck wiped unknowingly. The guard wore black clothes and looked at Rong Xian, who was dressed in white on the high platform not far away. The corners of his lips twitched, and those fox eyes seemed to notice. She glanced sideways, then followed him, as if she saw him raising the corners of his lips and lightly opening his thin lips: Wei Awan, what are you looking at.

The dark blue sky was filled with stars, and the huge full moon hung high in the sky. None of them were as dazzling as his brilliance.

A touch of white clothes, towering over the high platform, all the brilliance and brilliance were reduced to foil at that moment.

"Fox." Wei Wan turned his eyes aside and couldn't help scolding. He picked up the fire and carried the unmelted ice and snow into the beacon tower.

The barbarian soldiers in the pass did not notice anything strange. They sat together in small groups, holding bowls and swallowing in big mouths. Their clothes were scattered, their trouser legs were lifted up, and they were mixed with curses. In the open space in the sitting circle, there were gathered Ying Ji who danced on tiptoes. , a few interested people were holding the konghou and playing the flute.

Not far away, several horses were chasing each other, grabbing the sheepskin. What's more, some people were naked and wrestling, and the surrounding people screamed and cheered, which was heard in the sky above Yanmenguan.

"I'm fighting in the front, but the right king has been reluctant to send the grain," a soldier spat, his nails embedded between his teeth, "What a disaster for the little devil."

"We are so busy guarding the border that our cattle and sheep have been sent outside Bingzhou, as well as the corn and rice loaded on trucks from Yunzhong County." The young man wiped his saliva, pursed his lips and swallowed, " This is my first time seeing you.”

"What is there? When the second prince takes us into the hinterland of the Central Plains, let alone rice, we will have nothing else."

"What a second prince, he's just a bastard, what can he accomplish?" Another young cavalryman pulled down the clothes hanging loosely on his arms, pulled Ying Ji who was kicking in front of him, took a sip, and raised his voice with resentment, "We are left here to guard the gate, and our merits will not be fulfilled. The good things will naturally be divided up by then. Let alone the grain, the grain may not be left for us by then. We will follow the expedition this time and go back. He also won’t be reused by the right king general and the eldest prince.”

As he spoke, he became increasingly angry and seemed to have lost interest. He slipped the half-dressed Ying Jiti into the arms of the person next to him and joined in the wrestling to vent his anger. The surrounding people were booed by horses neighing, cows roaring, birds singing and eagles crowing, making people laugh. The blood surges.

Several people in the wrestling group kept roaring "ho-ho-" from their throats.

The torch on the observation tower suddenly went out, as if it was a signal, and the surrounding high towers fell into darkness one after another at this moment. There were sounds of surprise and frightened screams from Yingji all over the pass, and they were noisily speaking in barbarian language. "What are these brats doing! Go up and have a look."

Footsteps could be heard from every high platform. Wei Wan held the scimitar in his backhand and hid it on the side of the wall. His phoenix eyes were slightly narrowed. In the dark night, he looked like a ferocious owl ready to dive for prey.

Before the tip of the knife came out, two "bang--" sounds were heard first, and a round ball landed at Wei Wan's feet. It had the sunken eye sockets characteristic of foreigners, and its eyes were wide and bloodshot, just like Wei Wan's. Their eyes met, and the body on the other side hit the ground straight.

Wei Wan wrinkled his nose, and just as he kicked away the separated head, his waist tightened, and his whole body was instantly swept by the crisp bamboo air, saying, "Rong Xian."

After finishing speaking, he looked back up, seeing the sky as thick as ink, soaked in Rong Xian's cold white skin. Because the two of them were so close, they could clearly see each other's expressions. Those fox eyes were focused and dark. The color of her eyes blended with the black clothes on Wei Wan's body, reflecting her face more and more clearly.

"Well," Rong Xian put a hand on her waist, and put his other long arm in front of her, wrapped it around her shoulders, and patted her arm comfortingly, "I'm ready over there, let's go? "

After a while, the people below saw that there was no sound from the people exploring the high platform, and they became noisy and lively again. In an instant, countless heads jumped out of the Guansai city wall, carrying long knives that the barbarians had set up on the city wall walk, and smeared them into the crowd.

Before Mi Li's smiling face fell, she was stabbed through the abdomen and lost her voice. The piercing screams started again. Ying Ji gathered the gauze around her body and ran around. Some of them fell on the armor of the Wei soldiers. Ying Ji was stunned and raised her hand to hook the necks of the Wei soldiers: "Jun "Master——"

Before the tactful tone could be heard, the scimitar was placed under his neck in an instant, and his head rolled to the ground.

When the barbarian soldiers were caught off guard, the pass opened wide.

"Kill——" The cavalrymen on horseback rushed into the pass with their reins in hand. With their swords and spears, they swept away the barbarians in Yanmen Pass. "Brothers, kill——"

"Kill all the barbarian dogs in Guanzhong and take back our home today." Qin Wu led a tall brown horse with a gun behind him and a scimitar in both hands. He was riding on the horse with a steady core and no wavering. .

When Wei Wan heard this, his phoenix eyes turned red. He turned his wrist around the scimitar and rushed into the crowd. The handle of the knife rushed forward, resting on the collarbone, and pierced the heart of the Northern Shu soldier. The blood spurted out and splashed on her. face, eyebrows.

The long eyelashes like cicada wings trembled slightly due to the splash of blood drops, dripping down the tips of the eyelashes. The long knife was pointed forward, pushing the person forward. In an instant, the long knife was drawn out and swept across the neck of the barbarian who rushed over. The movement was neat and full of sharp blood.

"General," while Qin Wu was cutting off the heads of the barbarians, he swept towards the crowd, held his two swords together with his big palms, pulled off the spear from his back with his backhand, and threw it towards the barbarian encirclement, "Take the spear——"

Supplementary 2023.9.2, it’s all debts owed before (crying bitterly).