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It was almost dusk, and there were sentry cavalry returning to the city at the north gate of Jiumen County. The guards of the North Gate were very puzzled. In the past, a group of people had already returned to the city to rest and urged the next group to replace the patrol. However, after half of today, less than twenty cavalry came back.

"Nothing will happen?" Tu Ge's general stood on the city wall, looked north, muttering to himself. He thought it was ridiculous. The battle in Quyang is in full swing. Yuan's army has no strength to look north, and the enemy camp in Xiyangting was also stared at it... One step back, there are at least six, and seventy whistle cavalry did not come back. These whistle cavalry were five people in a group, ten people in a team, and there were nearly ten groups of people. How could they be killed silently?

"Here I'm here, another group is back, and this group has the most people." A soldier beside him shouted happily.

The generals of the slaughter looked up. Sure enough, under the setting sun, a group of Hu cavalry dragging long slanted shadows came lightly. More than twenty cavalry, each bowing his head and his back, and his men and horses all looked tired. He patrolled all day, and even if he didn't meet an enemy, he was still tired.

The Hu cavalry came to the city, leaned against the moat, looked up and waved his hand, shouting to open the door.

"Why are you back so late?" the guard asked loudly.

"Rising a ticket to buy and sell." The leader Hu Qi pointed his thumb back, and there was a truck there.

A knowing laughter rang out from the city, and someone shouted, "Why don't you rob a few girls?"

The Hu people in the city laughed and said, "Who said there was no disaster? After serving more than a dozen of us brothers for a round, they had to vent their anger and no longer breathe. They were thrown in the woods over there. Do you want to try it? If you want to try it, hurry up. If you are late, I can't guarantee whether it will turn into a corpse."

There was another burst of laughter on the top of the city. Amid the laughter, the suspension bridge fell violently. The city gate opened wide. The Hu man who answered raised his hand and waved his hand and entered first.

The guard looked at the whistle drivers entering the city one by one under the city, his smile slowly calmed down, and he reached out to rub the beard that had just been cut in his jaw. A pair of messy thick eyebrows gradually frowned, as if he felt something was wrong, but what was wrong?

The more the guard thought about it, the less excited he felt. He looked up at the gatehouse, wanted to ask for instructions, and hesitated a little. He thought about it and turned his head to the soldiers beside him and said, "Go down and take a look."

The guard general led more than ten soldiers from the walkway to the inner city gate to stand firm. Looking at the deep and dark cave in the city gate, the patrol team rushed towards him.

Jiumen is just a lower county, and there is no wall city, so it didn't take much effort to massacre Hu when he first seized the city. At this time, the guard stood in front of the inner city gate and shouted loudly: "Twist the license plate over."

The license plate is equivalent to the nameplate, and is the identity mark of each Hu soldier. Although it is just a wooden sign and is made in a rough manner, the mutual verification of the human sign is enough to prove the identity. Of course, this must be recognized by a familiar person.

A buzzing laughter rang out from the dim tunnel: "Okay, go ahead."

When an object was thrown, the guard general caught it and took a step back. When he borrowed the light, he found that it was indeed a license plate with several straight or curved lines engraved on it. The Huns had no words. Tu Gehu often did not know Chinese, so they still used the ancient wood carving (knot rope) notation method. Generally speaking, this simple wood carving record of the license plate is too crude, and it is difficult to say what practical significance it has, unless you recognize the person. But the guard general just recognizes the owner of the license plate.

"Ya Di? Is it you back? Why didn't I see you?" The guard general's messy thick eyebrows frowned first, and then raised them high. This Ya Di was the same tent as him. He was a ten-man long and very brave, but he couldn't ride and shoot. He was also obsessed with fat, irritable and easy to sweat... Hey! Sweat?

The guard's face changed, and he finally remembered what was wrong. On the hot day, these exhausted patrol patrolmen were all wearing hats and none of them were exposed above their heads. How could it be?

"Wait, don't enter the city..."

Just as the guard general raised his hand to stop him, a very stiff Hun whisper came from the tunnel: "Receive this license plate again."

The sound fell, and a black line flashed and disappeared. The guard general screamed and fell to the ground, with a sharp trembling arrow inserted into his throat. The guard general's last thought when he died was: If the archer had answered before, in this half-baked Xiongnu word, how could I let him enter the city?

Of course, Taishici never expected that the guard general who was shot by him would be tangled with his accent when he died. He rushed into the inner city with the fastest speed, and the strings kept flipping and the sound of the puffs, and the guards at the city gate lay down.

Two strong winds blew across the left and right, Zhou Cang and Pei Yuanshao were out of the cage of beasts, and then they arrived first. Taishici rushed out of the inner city with one step. Two big swords flew up and down, cutting over the seven or eight Hu people who rushed down the city gate. Behind them were twenty wolf-fanged flying cavalry, and the horses were as fast as the wind, shooting as they saw people. The north gate was full of ears, and the thrilling arrows broke through the air.

As soon as Taishi Ci rushed into the inner city, he immediately hung the bow on the bridle, jumped off the war horse, pulled out two short halberds weighing twenty kilograms from the back, and rushed towards the north gate along the narrow passage of troops transport to resist. Taishi Ci called in front of him, locking the Hu Bing's weapons with the hook, and slashing the other halberd. Every time he took a step up, one person would fall down and advance ten steps, and there were already corpses on the transport route.

Zhou Cang and Pei Yuanshao looked at it from behind, both shocked and admired. Originally, they only thought that this person was the elder who followed the city guards earlier, so they were able to serve as the important position of the cavalry Sima, far above the position of the two military marquis. Now it seems that this innocent young man was more fierce than them when he went to the battlefield, and his skills were far above them, and he seemed to be chasing Zhao Zilong.

Zhou Cang and Pei Yuanshao were excited and were unwilling to fall behind. One left and one right, they formed a font shape with Taishi Ci, completely blocking the troop transport path. The two halberds and two swords were stirred to the point of flesh and blood, and the corner walls were red.

Three people were killed fiercely, twenty wolf teeth were flying cavalry far away and accurate. In less than a moment, most of the Hu people in the north gate were slaughtered. The remaining ones were either searching for corners to hide or jumping off the city wall to escape.

Taishici had already climbed to the top of the city wall, turned to the gate tower, and rushed to the flagpole next to the building. A fat man suddenly rushed out of the gate tower, holding an iron bar (similar to an iron hammer) in his hand and hitting Taishici's head. Taishici reacted very quickly, swinging the halberd to block the halberd, and the halberd rod slipped, locked and twisted, and the iron bar was picked away.

The Hu man took off his weapon and immediately hit Taishi Ci, and hugged him in the waist. He threw him down. Although Taishi Ci fell to the ground, he was not panicked. Without waiting for the Hu man to scoundrel, he raised his knee to press the Hu man's chest, and poked his face with an iron halberd tail with a backhand. The Hu man was poked so hard that his skin was blooming, blood was splattered and fractured, but he ignored it. He made a beast-like scream from his throat, pressing Taishi Ci tightly.

At this moment, Taishi Ci seemed to see a man in a gorgeous costume jumping out of the gatehouse, but he seemed not very old. He moved very quickly and ran wildly along the city wall to the northwest corner.

It is obvious that this is a nobleman who Tuge, and the Hu man who is entangled with him is his entourage. With such a brave entourage, the escaped nobleman Tuge should have a good status.

Taishi Ci took no time to think, and threw the short halberd away at the escaped Hu man. When he was short, the Hu man with his arm pressed against him was heavily beaten and turned around. The short halberd flew past the ear of the escaped Hu man. The crescent moon rubbed the ground, scraped half of his earlobe, and nailed the ground to the wooden pillar of the flagpole, and accidentally stabbed the thick rope. Hu flag fell down. The Tuge nobleman covered his ears with one hand, and ran away without looking back.

The landing of Hu flag is a signal of attack.

A squad immediately ran out from behind the hills in the distance, with more than 200 cavalry. The leader was Zhao Yun. The iron cavalry rolled, and the sound of killing shook the sky, and rushed towards the northern city of Jiumen.

Although Taishi Ci lost a halberd, she was able to free her hands. Her five fingers were like hooks, pinching Hu Han's jaw covered with twigs and pushing upwards. Her other hand crossed the short halberd and pointed it at Hu Han's thick neck, and struck it. Puff! The hot blood sprayed Taishi Ci's face...

The occupation of the northern gate indicates that the nine gates have been broken, and the Hu people are good at shooting in the field, but the city and street fighting are not their strengths. Taishici, Zhou Cang, and Pei Yuanshao led dozens of Baodu Village to clean up the walls.

Zhao Yunzhe led more than a hundred volunteers and wolf-fanged flying cavalry into the city, pushing the whole way, unstoppable. The Hu people who were in a hurry were defeated and fled everywhere. In just a moment, they had already reached the Jiumen County Official Temple, which was the county government office, and the Hu people also set up their base camp here. It is said that there are many powerful officials in the tent, including the Zuoxian King of the Southern Xiongnu. However, the two armies of Quyang are fighting in full swing. I think the Zuoxian King of the Xiongnu must go to the front line, so it is not here.

Zhao Yun took the lead and rushed to the front of Guan Temple, but saw the gate closed and there was no one on the left and right. He heard the men and women in the temple shouting, as if in chaos. At that moment, the horseman stood up, and the horse hooves as big as a bowl hit the red lacquer gate. Under the heavy pressure of half a horse's body, the two gates fell down. As smoke and dust filled, a horse was as fast as a wind, galloping past Zhao Yun and rushed into Guan Temple first.

"Heroic, be careful!" Zhao Yunsheng was afraid that his niece would be wrong, so he quickly rode in, threw a spear in his hand, piercing through the Hu man's chest with a swing of an axe.

Zhao Yingzi fired his bow from left to right, shot three arrows in a row, shot and killed three Hu people. Then he jumped off the horse, pulled out the ring-headed knife, held his hands, rushed to the stairs quickly, kicked open the door... Then, Zhao Yun heard her screaming in anger.

Zhao Yun had already seen from the open door that lies in the lobby, full of corpses, all of whom were uninhabited. From the flowing blood and his gradually dimming eyes, it can be seen that they had just been killed. It is expected that the Tujiahu people knew they were defeated and fled in a hurry, but they killed all the women who were abducted but could be taken away to vent their anger.

Zhao Yun's temple thundered and the Nine Gates also belonged to Changshan. This was a bloody debt that Hu Nu owed Changshan.

At this time, the volunteers of the fort rushed into the Guan Temple. Zhao Yun pulled back his spear and gritted his teeth: "Search all over this place and you will be killed when you see Hu."

Everyone had already seen the miserable situation in the hall, and they all hated each other. At that time, five people were in groups, searching and killing them in front of and behind the hall. Because the hall was full of female corpses, they had to leave them to Zhao Yingzi to deal with.

Zhao Yingzi burst into tears and looked over one by one, only to see the survivors. She was checking and suddenly turned around: "Who is there? Come out!"

A young man about the same age as her turned out from behind the door, shaking his hands, and looked frightened. The young man was very strong and handsome, but half of his earlobe was cut off and blood was soaked in his shoulders. But he saw that he was wrapped in a black scarf and wearing a short straight face, but he was a Han man.

Zhao Yingzi slowly put down the chopping knife: "You are... the servant who was captured by the Hu people."

The boy nodded repeatedly, covered his ears, looked bitter, and pointed at the knife in Zhao Yingzi's hand, then pulled the hem of his clothes, and then pointed at the ears.

Zhao Yingzi understood what he meant, and borrowed the knife from her hand to cut off a piece of clothing and wrapped her ear wounds. Zhao Yingzi nodded, slowly poked the knife over, and placed it on the boy's straightened clothes. The boy grinned gratefully.

Zhao Yingzi was about to cut it off when suddenly a faint voice came from behind: "Kill him... He is the left of the Xiongnu..."

Zhao Yingzi turned around in surprise, but saw that it was a woman who was seriously injured and not dead. At this moment, the knife in her hand tightened, as if she was pressed down. Then she was hit hard by her fist, and she turned dizzy and fell backwards.

After the young man grabbed the sword, his pitiful face suddenly turned sharp. He was about to stab Zhao Yingzi when he suddenly heard a noise outside the door, as if a large number of reinforcements arrived. He hesitated for a moment, threw the sword, shrank his shoulders and collapsed, and ran out of the hall with his body hunched over.

It took Zhao Yingzi a while to recover, slowly lifted up, picked up the ring-headed knife, looking very embarrassed and angry.

At this time, my uncle's voice sounded under the steps of the hall: "Yingzi, pay more attention to a fourteen-five-year-old Xiongnu boy, and capture him immediately when he sees him."

Zhao Yingzi was stunned for a moment and blurted out: "Who is that boy?"

"Liu Bao, the left wise king of the Xiongnu."

"Ah...this bastard!"

"What?"
Chapter completed!