Qishanguan.

A fierce offensive and defensive battle has been going on for some time.

Arrows continued to fly in the air, and a row of artillery placed at Qishan Pass also fired ammunition.

Screams filled my ears.

The brutal offensive and defensive battle left corpses scattered everywhere in front of the Qishanguan gate tower and in front and behind the moat.

"General Zhan, what should we do? We don't have enough ammunition. These artillery can't be used."

General Yuan Kangle touched his chin and sweat continued on his forehead. He looked at Zhan Honglian with a cry in his eyes.

"Don't use it yet, keep some, and try to use bows and arrows to consume them with them."

Zhan Honglian can only do this.

The ammunition for the artillery was all transported from the capital. The quantity was originally limited, so how could it withstand consumption.

As for bows and arrows, Qishanguan has accumulated quite a lot of them, so they can be used temporarily without worrying about running out.

However, the deterrent effect of bows and arrows has been greatly weakened.

The Beili rebels had many soldiers wearing armor, and they also had huge shields for protection. In this way, the lethality of bows and arrows against them was greatly reduced.

"General Zhan, look at the situation, our Qishan Pass will be lost tomorrow at most."

General Yuan Kangle was restless. Although he was a parallel importer and had never experienced a big battle, he was a general and had learned the art of war since he was a child.

He is not a layman.

Therefore, he is fully aware of the current situation facing Qishanguan.

Precisely because he understands everything, he is much more afraid than ordinary people.

If Zhan Honglian hadn't been here, he would have abandoned Qishanguan and run away.

But, he can't run.

If he ran back, it would be a dead end and no one could save him.

He hasn't lived yet and doesn't want to die.

"Don't worry, they won't be able to attack tomorrow."

Zhan Honglian shook his head and said: "As long as we persist for three days, the Thunder Legion will be able to come for reinforcements. By then, the Beili rebels will naturally postpone their attack on the city."

"Three days..."

General Yuan Kangle's fingers were trembling.

These three days have not been easy.

From his point of view, let alone three days, I am afraid he can survive this one day.

"What are you afraid of when the soldiers come to cover up the water and the earth?" Zhan Honglian pressed his palm on the hilt of his sword and stared at General Yuan Kangle.

General Yuan Kangle laughed dryly and said: "I am worried that the Beili Army will have master warriors coming to seize the city."

If a master warrior is used as a vanguard, it would be extremely terrifying.

"There is some truth to your worries."

Zhan Honglian said calmly: "However, don't worry about this matter. Just take care of the defense."

How could Zhan Honglian reveal the internal arrangements to General Yuan Yuan Kangle?

"All right."

General Yuan Kangle had no choice but to nod and leave in a hurry.

That night.

In a forest outside the city, there were dots of flames burning.

There is a large camp there, which is where the Beili Army is stationed.

In order to attack the city nearby, they built a camp nearby.

They spent most of the day attacking the city and were extremely tired.

At this time, they were resting in the camp and eating various cooked foods.

Inside the camp, Bei Lilong frowned and held a document in his hand.

"The casualties are considerable."

Judging from the battle loss ratio during the day, the Beili Army did not gain any advantage, but on the contrary suffered a lot more casualties.

However, this is also natural.

Generally speaking, those who attack a city will suffer greater losses, while those who defend the city will most likely suffer less.

But that’s not how the accounts work out.

Through the siege during the day, he had already figured out the approximate troop ratio of Qishanguan Pass.

Even if Qishanguan still has hidden strength, it cannot become a decisive force.

The tent of the camp was opened from the outside, and Chuxue slowly walked in.

Bei Lilong raised his eyebrows, feeling that Chu Xue was very different from before.

"Have you entered the master realm?"

An incredible and extremely real idea appeared in Beililong's mind.

"Not bad." Chuxue pursed her lips and smiled. At this moment, she finally had the confidence she had when she became a saint after joining the Zoroastrian Cult.

After becoming a saint, she was confident that she would not lose to anyone among the four saints.

However, Shi Yiyun entered the master realm one step ahead of her, which gradually distorted her mind due to jealousy and resentment.

But now, her mind is like a bright mirror, and all the negative emotions she once had have disappeared.

And it was precisely because of the sublimation of her soul that she was truly promoted to a martial arts master!

"It seems we have a chance of winning."

Beililong's eyes lit up.

This is simply an unexpected surprise.

You know, Chuxue was not originally included in his attack plan.

"Master, are you still preparing for a night attack?" Chuxue said calmly.

Bei Lilong didn't notice that Chu Xue's attitude when speaking had changed slightly.

"Yes, the night attack plan can be implemented. I have tested out that the interior of Qishanguan Pass is empty and has limited strength. They do not have any special ambush." ​​Beililong said.

"Okay, then just follow what the young master said."

After Chuxue said that, she turned around and drifted away.

Her movement became more and more ethereal, like a white horse passing by.

After Chuxue left, Beililong was busy for a long time until the sky gradually entered midnight.

Night attacks are not only a challenge to the defenders, but also a huge challenge to the attackers.

When midnight was approaching, more than 10,000 elite soldiers were lined up in front of the camp.

Beili Long was standing in front of the team. He was riding a horse, wearing armor all over his body, holding the reins with his hands, waiting quietly.

Not long after, the wind roared outside, and a man in green clothes quickly passed by.

"Master Dong, how's the front going?" Beili Long said.

The person who came was none other than Dong Wenjun, the left-protecting Dharma King of Zoroastrianism.

Dong Wenjun held a fire seal in his hand.

Huozhezi's light is not very bright, but it can illuminate his face.

"You can attack." Dong Wenjun nodded.

In Beililong's night attack plan, it was originally planned to take Dong Wenjun, a powerful master, as the leader to seize the city.

And now, besides Dong Wenjun, there is one more person.

That’s the first snow!

"Set off."

Beililong raised his palms high and ordered.

An army of tens of thousands began to move into action.

And here, there are tens of thousands of soldiers and horses ready to respond at any time.

Dong Wenjun and Chu Xue walked at the front, and they were not wearing armor.

For them, the armor only slowed them down.

Not long after, Qishanguan Pass appeared ahead.

Qishan is closed at night and the lights are brightly lit.

At night, there are also many soldiers on duty.

"Walk."

Dong Wenjun spread out his figure and flew towards the tower.

Chuxue followed closely behind him and ran towards the tower without hesitation.

"Enemy attack!"

On the city tower, the soldiers on duty immediately noticed something was wrong.

Those who react quickly will immediately pull the bow string in their hands and shoot a long arrow.
Chapter completed!