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Chapter 644 God's Soldier Descends from Heaven

The messenger came to Wugong. His name was Garuo. Among the personal guards around Tuxise, he was considered to be eloquent and good at speaking. In order to buy goods, he had met Wugong several times and was considered an acquaintance.

Wu Gong looked at Gairu, frowned slightly, and shouted in a deep voice: "When did you surrender to the Han people and betray me Wusun?"

"Surrendering to the Han people does not mean betraying Wusun." Gai Ruo smiled. "The Duwei Li of the Han army set out from here and seized Dabancheng. The Duwei would not forget this, right?"

"Of course I won't forget." Wu Gong sneered: "I regret it."

"If you refuse to surrender, you will regret one more thing, and it may be the last one. Duwei, do you know the news that Kunmo was defeated by the Han army?"

Wu Gong's eyes suddenly became sharp. "What are you talking nonsense? Kun Mo is invincible. How could he be defeated by the Han army?"

"Before meeting General Liang, he was invincible. Now, he lost consecutively and almost committed suicide in Baigu. General Liang spared his life, but the Huns came, and it was really hard to say whether he could survive in the end."

Wu Gong was shocked and asked about the specific situation. He was stationed in the Bingling Fortress, and there was not much contact with Chigu City. As the war broke out, the entrance to the passage to the Bingling Fortress was blocked by the crowds, and the Wusun messenger could not enter at all. So far, the latest news he received was that Lie Jiaomi asked him to guard the Bingling Fortress and wait for the reinforcements of the Huns, but the Huns had never come.

Did the Huns detour into the valley?

After listening to Gai Ruo's story, Wu Gong was stunned. Although Gai Ruo did not say enough details, Wu Gong could feel that he did not lie. It was probably true that Lie Jiaomi was severely injured by Liang Xiao. In this way, there are no reinforcements to look forward to in the Bingling Fortress, it is an isolated city.

The Ice Ridge Fortress is very dangerous and cannot be conquered, either by the Crucians or the Huns. However, for the Han people who are good at attacking and defending the city, it is hard to say whether the Ice Ridge Fortress is still dangerous or solid.

Wu Gong raised his head and looked at the figures on the mountains on both sides. The people stopped on the hillside below the fortress wall, seventy or eighty steps away from the fortress. They were nailing wooden stakes in the snow and ice, and there were still some wood around them, and they didn't know what they were going to do.

Wugong did not arrange for archers to shoot. For the bows used by the Wusun people, this distance happened to be the limit of the range. Under the whistling north wind, even the archers were not sure to shoot, which would only make people laugh.

"What do they want to do?"

Gai Ruo smiled. "Of course it's siege."

"What are they going to attack?"

"I don't know this." Gai Ruo smiled even brighter. "The Han people have too many ways to attack the city, and I don't know what they thought. However, General Liang was very confident. He said, if you don't surrender, you will break through the fortress today and cut off your head. You will see Kunmo tomorrow morning."

Wu Gong's eyes twitched, he sneered, and waved his hand. "Let's go, say one more thing, I'll cut off your head first."

Garuo bowed his chest and said, "I wish the soul of the Duwei will ascend to heaven and enjoy peace from now on. My leader said, please rest assured that after breaking through the city of Chigu, he will take care of the Duwei's family."

Wu Gong's hand had already touched the hilt. After hearing this, he hesitated for a moment and waved his hand again. Gai Ruo retreated and left the city to repay Liang Xiao.

Liang Xiao asked about the situation carefully and ordered Gai Ruo to remember the merits. He took Huohu and others to the narrow stone path covered with ice and snow in front of the fortress. Tu Niuer held his flag and followed him. The north wind whistled, and the flag was pulled straight by the wind, making a sound.

Seeing the Han army siege, the fortress immediately became nervous. Dozens of soldiers rushed to the battlements. Wu Gong also narrowed his eyes and stared at Liang Xiao and others who were slowly walking towards him, with suspicion rising.

There were not many people walking on the stone path, including Liang Xiao, only about a dozen people, and they were very dispersed, not like siege, but like an outing, which was incompatible with the atmosphere of the fortress as if facing a great enemy.

Could it be for negotiation again?

Just as Wu Gong was puzzled, Liang Xiao and others walked upward for more than thirty steps. Wu Gong was unwilling to wait any longer, so he ordered the rolling wood to be put down. With the loud roar of the soldiers, two thick woods were pushed out and slid down the stone path. The stone path was steep and covered with ice and snow. The wood slipped faster and faster, making the ice surface tickey.

Hearing the roars on the city, Liang Xiao and others reacted and quickly climbed up the hillsides on both sides. The hillsides were also steep and slippery, but it was not difficult for them to put their bodies on them. Using the daggers in their hands and the iron nails on their boots, they hung themselves on the ice like hanging paintings.

Rolling wood slid along the ice path, rumbling over under their feet.

At the same time, the Wusun guards on the fortress began to shoot arrows, and one by one, sped away and headed straight for Liang Xiao and others. In particular, Liang Xiao and others did not recognize Liang Xiao, Liang Xiao's armor and the battle flag behind him had already shown his identity, so the most arrows shot at him, accounting for almost half.

Liang Xiao hung on the stone wall with one hand, and raised his shield with one hand. In this environment, it was impossible for him to fight back, and ensuring his safety was the only target. He was close to the stone wall, and it was not easy for the Wusun people to shoot him. He either shot in the air or shot on the stone wall. No more than one-third of the shield could be shot.

Liang Xiao waited patiently. He did not expect him to attack the fortress. He just hoped to attract the attention of the Wusun people and relieve some pressure on Pang Shuo and others.

When flying in, it sounds majestic, but the danger is self-evident, especially during the time of landing, it is simply a living target for the Wusun people. If the Wusun people are allowed to shoot, it is difficult to ensure safety even if they have armor and shields. In order to attract the attention of the Wusun people, he must go into battle himself.

Sure enough, when the Wusun people saw him appearing in the battle, they immediately went crazy and arrows shot over like rain.

Anyone who shoots continuously has a fatigue period. Even people like Liang Xiao who have been practicing hard for several years cannot shoot continuously. Ordinary people shoot thirty or fifty arrows, and their arms will be numb. If they shoot more than a hundred arrows in a row, their arms will lose their strength. If they shoot two or three hundred arrows in a row, their arms will not even be lifted.

Of course, the Wusun people will not shoot continuously, but even if they shoot in turn, their arms will be exhausted over time. At that time, both the range and the rate of shooting will decrease, and the hit rate will be greatly reduced. At that time, Pang Shuo and others will be more likely to fly down safely.

The rolling wood slid past, and as soon as the arrow rain stopped, Liang Xiao jumped off the stone path again and continued to move forward until the Wusun people put down the rolling wood again and shot the arrow rain. Although they had been as focused as possible, Liang Xiao still got two arrows, one arrow in his thigh and one arrow in his lower abdomen. Although he had armor to protect his body, it was only a skin injury, but the blood still flowed out quickly.

Liang Xiao continued to move forward without saying a word, forcing the Wusun people to keep shooting and put down the rolling wood. After several attempts, they approached the fortress for thirty steps. Under the cover of Tu Niuer, Liang Xiao leaned against the stone wall with only two legs, pulled the bow, and began to fight back.

Firefox and others copied the same way and pulled the bow.

"Swoosh!" A sharp arrow broke through the wind and shot towards the city.

The two Wusun soldiers who were protruding their bodies out of the city wall were the first to be blasted. They were shot by arrows, screamed and fell off the fortress, and then slid down the stone path. His companions were shocked and did not dare to poke their bodies out of the city wall anymore, so they could only hide behind the city wall to shoot. In this way, they could only use more arrows to suppress them.

Liang Xiao held up his bow and looked at the Wusun people on the top of the city through the gap between the shield. He listened to the sound of arrows like fried beans on the shield, and was secretly happy. As time was about to be over, he issued an order to attack Pang Shuo and others at the foot of the mountain.

Tuxisai raised his head and looked at Liang Xiao and others on the stone path, feeling deeply moved.

The skills of these people are far beyond his imagination. If it were him, it would be difficult to walk normally on such a terrain, so he would have no strength to fight back. However, Liang Xiao and others not only approached more than thirty steps to the fortress, but also could use bows and arrows to counterattack, and suppressed the Wusun people on the top of the city to dare not show their heads. This courage and archery skills are simply unbelievable.

The God of Arrow is the God of Arrow, which is absolutely comparable to that of people.

Compared to Tuxise's shock, Pang Shuo and others were very calm. They were full of confidence in Liang Xiao and also full of confidence in themselves.

"Put the secondary umbrella!" Pang Shuo fastened the belt around his waist, shouted softly, and a person threw out the secondary umbrella in his hand. The mountain wind was howling, and the secondary umbrella made of sheepskin was immediately blown up by the wind, and it floated up with the main umbrella. Pang Shuo and the secondary umbrella were stabilized, so he nodded to his companion who was pulling the leather rope.

The two rangers carefully put the rope down, and the huge main umbrella was blown away by the wind, whirring and shaking with Pang Shuo. Even after two days of training, they were still very nervous, and everyone's eyes were focused on Pang Shuo's face.

Pang Shuo's face was also a little pale, and the feeling of rootlessness under his feet made it difficult to keep calm. But he didn't say anything, just clenched the shield and long sword in his hand.

As the leather rope in Ranger'er's hand was getting longer and longer, the four groups of people on the hillside also began to tighten the leather rope to control the balance of the main umbrella. With their concerted efforts to adjust, the main umbrella opened in full and flew into the sky with Pang Shuo, flying higher and higher.

Liang Xiao's heart was raised to his throat, and even breathing became very difficult. In this world, after countless wars, it was the first time he was so nervous.

If successful, he will not only seize the Ice Ridge Fortress and defeat the Right Sage King, but also create another miracle and a myth, which will be of great benefit to his control of the Erie Valley and even the entire Western Regions.

If he fails, his famous general will fall into dust and blood as heavily as Pang Shuo.

Tuxise also stared at Pang Shuo, who was rising higher and higher. He was stunned to see the giant kite spliced ​​from dozens of cowhides and sheepskin flying into the sky. Can people really fly? If they are tall and still wearing heavy armor, they will be even more problematic to other warriors. They will fly into the Ice Ridge Fortress, seize the Ice Ridge Fortress in one fell swoop, and create a miracle.

As the four groups of ropes tightened and tightened, Pang Shuo flew higher and higher, slowly coming to the sky above the Ice Ridge Fortress.

The Wusun people were stunned.

They saw it as early as the foot of the mountain. There was no way, it was hard to see such a big thing. At first they couldn't figure out what these things were for. When Pang Shuo was blown into the sky by the wind and approached the fortress, they understood and couldn't help but take a breath of breath for the wonderful ideas and boldness of these Han people.

Wu Gong was the same. At that moment, he felt that his heart was tightly held and he could hardly breathe.

The Ice Ridge Fortress is easy to defend but difficult to attack. If ordinary methods are used, even Liang Xiao will be very difficult to succeed. He is now suppressed under the fortress and cannot move forward. The Ice Ridge Fortress is very cautious, but he is open to the sky, because before that, he has never heard of people flying over the fortress like birds.

But now, the Han people flew up. Although there was only one, it suddenly disrupted his deployment like a myth. All he could do was organize archers to shoot upwards, hoping to shoot that person.

But he failed to get what he wanted. The huge cowhide kite was blown high by the strong north wind, more than thirty steps above the fortress. The archers could not shoot such a target upwards, and there was no power to barely shoot. They had shot so many arrows before, and they were exhausted. In addition, they were shocked, so there was no strength to shoot.

Under Wugong's urging, the Wusun people shot many arrows, but failed to cause any damage to Pang Shuo.

Seeing Pang Shuo floating above the fortress like a god, majestic, not only Liang Xiao breathed a sigh of relief, but also the people on the hillside were relieved. They continued to help and sent the long sword hand Liu Qing and Lao Niu to the sky. With Pang Shuo's successful experience, the process of Liu Qing and Lao Niu taking off the air was smoother and smoother, and they were even in the mood to wave to their companions on the ground.

They flew to Pang Shuo, and huge cowhide kites on three sides covered the entire fortress, just like huge dark clouds inside the fortress shrouded over the fortress and the hearts of the Wusun people.

Wu Gong's eyes were already red from anger and kept shouting, letting his subordinates remain calm and ready to fight.

"Don't panic, don't panic. They only have three people. We have a ten-fold advantage in military strength. What's there to be afraid of? Archers, ready to shoot, knifeman, spearman, group of ten people, see where they land."

Listening to Wu Gong's roar, the Wusun people quickly took action and prepared to fight. The threat above their heads was too great that they didn't even care about Liang Xiao under the fortress.

Liang Xiao also heard Wu Gong's roar. He seized the opportunity and quickly grabbed the hillside on the side of the fortress. He pulled out four feather arrows, buckled them between his fingers, then closed his eyes and listened intently.

Various sounds poured into his ears. The sound of the wind, the footsteps of the Wusun people, the roar of Wugong, the breath of Tuniuer, and the sound of his own heartbeat, were heard.

Liang Xiao took a deep breath and grabbed Wu Gong's voice in the noisy sound.

Wu Gong's voice was the loudest at the top of the city, and even the bitter north wind could not be completely covered.

After hearing this for a while, Liang Xiao suddenly raised the bow in his hand, shot four arrows in one breath, then pulled out four arrows and shot again.

Eight armor-breaking arrows are almost connected to each other, flying over the city wall and towards Wugong—

(To be continued.)
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