Chapter 35 Determination
Huangluling, Xiangyang Road, Fenyang County.

The straight line of smoke from the east attracted the attention of the eagle shooter on the watchtower of the mountain fort. He called the guard, said a few words, and quickly went downstairs to the school grounds inside the fort.
There, there was a tall and burly officer with a long face wearing iron armor, wielding a long stick against three royal guards who were also holding training sticks. Although he was only one person, he pressed forward step by step, suppressing the three of them.

"General Lan, I have military information."

The voice of the Condor Shooter came, and the moment the three Iron Guards were distracted, the sound of bang bang bang hit each of them with a hammer.

"What did I teach you? As long as your opponent is not dead, don't take your eyes off him!

On the battlefield, this carelessness will kill you! "

"Yes!"

"The subordinates will be taught!"

The cold-faced officer who reprimanded his subordinates was none other than Lan Ya, the garrison of Xiutu's various ministries stationed at Huanglu Fort and the deputy general of King Xiutu's army.

"General Lan, there is police in the east."

"I understand, Master, please tell me, what is the situation?"

Lan Ya took off his helmet and shook his sweaty long hair, revealing a young and handsome face.

This man was actually extremely young, less than 30 years old.

"It's the smoke." The Condor Shooter lowered his head.

Although he was a noble eagle shooter, he had to bow his head in front of this young talent whom King Xiutu trusted.

This is not a tribute to power, but to strength.

Lan Ya, as the most outstanding genius of the young generation of the Xiut tribe, was born at the age of 17. Since then, he has won the championship of the Royal Court Martial Arts Competition for four consecutive times. Everyone knows about his fighting talent and ability, and no one is dissatisfied with it. .

There were even rumors that King Xiutu's two daughters had a falling out over who could marry him. In the end, King Xiutu had no choice but to marry both of his daughters to Lan Ya.

Of course, I don’t know if such a story is true, but the reality is that Lan Ya did marry two princesses, and also became the deputy general of the royal guard.

"Wolf smoke? Could it be that the Han army still has troops in Taiyuan?"

After the Xiongnu army occupied and captured the Han army's beacon tower system in Taiyuan, they successfully replaced it. Now that the smoke is being lit, it must mean that there is an emergency.

"The deadline for the King's evacuation order is in these days. No matter what happens, we must guard the east gate of our barbarians."

Lan Ya thought for a moment and ordered his soldiers:

"If the order goes down, everyone will be on alert in the past few days.

In addition, the night patrols will be doubled. If anyone is detained at night, he will be killed first and reported later! "

"Is it necessary to be so nervous?" The Condor Shooter frowned, "What if I kill you by mistake?"

"I would rather kill by mistake than let go. I don't care what happens in front of Tataro and the others, but in our Huanglu Fort, even a fly can't even think of flying in!"

Huanglu Fort was important to the Han Dynasty, and it was equally important to the Xiongnu. This was their east gate, and with Huanglu Fort there, the Jinzhong Basin was like a woman who opened her arms to them, allowing them to take whatever they wanted and come and go freely.

Therefore, there is absolutely no room for failure in Huanglubao!

At the same time that Huanglubao received the smoke, Bu Ye, who had just returned to Fenyang Realm, also saw the smoke:
"Do you think this is a good thing done by Tataro or Hu Yanjun?" Qianqi Commander Bu Ye asked his subordinates with a smile while stroking his beard.

As for the plunder area divided between Fenyang and the southern boundary, he also had no idea what was happening on the east side. "I guess it's that guy Hu Yanjun. He makes a lot of fuss all day long and makes big noises no matter how big the deal is."

"I think so. We have defeated the Han soldiers in Bingzhou. There are not many left. Even the farmers in the south are more threatening than them. If anyone dares to touch Tataro's brow, he will be chopped into pieces." Broken."

"That's right. Even though Tataro is the nephew of King Xiutu, among the leaders of our generation, there is no one who can fight better than him."

Bu Ye snorted coldly:
"I didn't see it, you guys are quite fond of that Tataro."

"Hey, General, Hu Yanjun is nothing more than a coward, and Tataro is nothing more than a reckless man. If we really want to march and fight, we need you as an old man."

After hearing this, Bu Ye nodded with satisfaction. Fighting is not as simple as the juniors think, so he needs to be led by a master:
"No matter who is responsible for them, let's first send two teams of scouts over to investigate.

Everyone else is also cheering up. You have been so happy these two days. When you get down, speed up your march and try to reach the meeting point as soon as possible! "

"As ordered!"

Immediately afterwards, another scout team with a total of twenty riders was divided into two groups of ten riders each, each with one person and two horses. They quickly broke away from the group and ran towards the smoke.

Then, when night fell and the moon was bright and the stars were dim, these two groups of people all stuffed themselves between Su Yao's teeth.

"That's it? Is this what you're talking about about Buenobu?"

Su Yao shook off the blood on the tip of the knife and pouted at Jin Fangyan.

"With this little experience, even cutting them in half isn't enough for us."

Jin Fangyan was ashamed. After seeing the smoke rising, he immediately became alert to something bad and desperately spoke out, hoping that Su Yao could withdraw his troops and return to the city and not take any more risks.

Whether it's Lan Ya in Huanglubao or Bu Ye halfway there, neither one is easy to deal with.

For example, Lan Ya is as brave and good at fighting as Su Yao, and Bu Ye is an expert in martial arts, and his battle formation command is far superior to Zhang Yang.

However, no matter what he said, Su Yao just accepted death and led the group of people straight to Huanglu Fort, refusing to let him go.

What a pity for him, a majestic eagle shooter from the Royal Court, who has the mission of saving Shanyu and his friends, but is repeatedly controlled by others, and may end up with a reputation as a traitor and die miserably.
Jin Fang is suffering, Jin Fang is suffering.

Especially now, after clearly killing the opponent's scouts and getting valuable information, this person is still not satisfied. Is he really going to be happy when he bumps into Bunobe's arms?

"General, isn't this good news? At least we can have one more day to think about how to conquer Huanglu Fort."

According to the scout information, the Buye tribe will not arrive until the day after tomorrow at the earliest, which is basically the same as the march time of the Huyanjun tribe. They can arrive at Huanglu Fort later at night today, and they can rest for one night. There will be a march tomorrow. A whole day to die
Yes, he didn't believe that this group of people could conquer Huanglu Fort at all, even if he had just seen Su Yaoqi's ability to hit a target with a hundred steps, he still didn't believe it.

"How long do you want to talk about Huanglubao?"

Su Yao scratched his cheek. He really hated that this game didn't have a function to block NPCs. This guy was obviously a shooter, but he was always playing with his poor political or intellectual attributes with Su Yao. What he showed was This image of a disastrous defeatist strategist:
"There is no need to wait until tomorrow for Huanglu Fort. I will get it for you before dawn."

"what?!"

Jin Fangyan raised his eyebrows and said angrily
"Your mentality will kill us all. You have never seen Huanglu Fort. It is not a place that can be won by luck. The martial arts and archery skills you are proud of are in Huanglu Fort." There is no room for action before the cliff!"

It’s still a cliff. Are you a wall of sighs or a wall of masterpieces?

Su Yao patted the back of his head with an indifferent expression:
"Then do you want us to bet on something?"

"what?"

(End of this chapter)

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