The several passes on the Songting Pass line, for the entire northern border, are actually a bit like the eldest son who has shouldered the burden of the family early. He has elderly parents above him and underage younger brothers and sisters behind him. He has clearly contributed to this family.

The most, but still have to bear the most grievances.

This time the demon army went south, it was definitely the most silent one in the past few decades. The scouts sent out from the first two passes detected at the Yun Gorge that 30,000 demon cavalry troops were ambushing them on both sides.

After receiving the news, the two pass guards thought for a moment and reached a consensus that these 30,000 cavalry troops were the demon clan's back-up force. Later, the demon clan would definitely feign defeat and then lure them to Yunxia to catch them all.

With this idea in mind, the two defenders soon came up with a different idea. If they had attacked earlier and directly made dumplings out of the 30,000 cavalry troops, then the so-called luring them out of the city would have been an out-and-out attempt.

What a joke.

Therefore, in their eyes, the 30,000 cavalry troops were actually like a huge fortune. As long as they grasped the military merit and had the military merit in hand, it would be easy to climb forward in the frontier army.

It can be said that these two defenders were blinded by the so-called military exploits, so when the border soldiers from the two passes came out, they indeed directly destroyed the 30,000 cavalry of the Qingyuan clan on the other side of Yunxia.

, but when the army turned around, the beam-shaped flag on the pass had already fallen to the ground.

The demon clan's cavalry broke out and completely destroyed the defender. .??.

After the demon army occupied the two passes, they barely stopped at all and continued southward. Only when the demon army was less than eighty miles away from the third pass, Jingshan Pass, did the news reach Jingshan Pass.

Song Ming, the guard general of Jingshan Pass, was a disciple of the generals in the northern border army. Although his ancestors did not have any great generals, there were some ancestors who sat in the position of deputy general of the cavalry army. Song Ming was one of the disciples of the Song family of this generation.

He has the second highest official position and a cousin who serves as a general in the general's mansion.

Song Ming, who is over forty years old, is not too tall, but has two long arms. With this unique condition, Song Ming's spear skills are considered to be the best in the entire Northern Territory. However, it is because of his ordinary martial arts talent that he has not been able to do it so far.

They are still in the realm of suffering, so they cannot be as powerful as Li Changling, who can be defeated by thousands of people.

Listening to the news from the scouts, Song Ming waved and then wrote a military report and sent it back to the general's mansion. Then he came to the top of the city and stood next to an old swordsman with gray hair. He smiled and said, "Old man."

Zhou, you are not very lucky."

The old sword cultivator was carrying a flying sword on his back, but instead of a scabbard, it was wrapped with layers of cloth. It didn't look very common. When Song Ming spoke like this, it didn't take long for him to arrive at the city.

The old sword cultivator said calmly, "I think I'm lucky. The sword is about to be unsheathed, and I'm going to kill a few monsters."

Song Ming joked, "Lao Zhou couldn't kill a single demon clan when the time came, and then he died with his sword broken."

The old swordsman named Lao Zhou rarely opened his cloudy eyes and glanced at Song Ming, and then said slowly, "Actually, I'm a little scared."

Song Ming, who had long been used to making jokes with the old swordsman from the sword sect, was a little surprised when he suddenly heard the old swordsman speak so seriously. For a moment, he felt a little worried.

The old swordsman glanced at him and said calmly, "Dying on the top of the city was my idea before coming here, so I didn't feel scared. But when I came, I made up my mind to kill a few more monsters before I died.

At that time, I really couldn’t kill anyone. I’m sorry to my parents, but I’m my disciple. From now on, my master will laugh at his own uselessness in private if he has no choice but to do it. It’s really useless at all.”

Song Ming sat down next to the old sword cultivator and asked curiously, "Old Zhou, do you still have an apprentice?"

The old sword cultivator nodded, a smile appeared on his old face, as if mentioning his disciple, the old sword cultivator would be really energetic, "The talent is better than mine, the sect leader has said that this kid will be more than just a disciple in the future.

The Sword Immortal should be a great Sword Immortal, but it’s a pity that I can’t see it.”

In the past, Song Ming would definitely not believe what this old guy said, but this time, he had no doubts and just said to himself, "For example, monks like you, who never marry or have children, have a mantle."

Is it enough that the heirs can inherit what they have learned in this life?"

The old swordsman glanced at Song Ming, nodded and said, "Absolutely."

Song Ming smiled and said, "We are different. I have a boy who is only five years old. He is guarding the city. It would be nice to see him two or three times throughout the year. If he dies now, I will never see him again. I really want to

Him."

Old Jianxiu thought for a while and asked, "Don't you regret it?"

"What do you regret? Regret joining the army and then dying here? If you really want to say that, I don't think so. My father died in the North, and my grandfather also died in the North. Counting up, the Song family died in the North.

Yes, there are not even a thousand but eight hundred people. We died like this, not for any official position or reputation, but just for one thing, that no children of the Song family will die again, and no other common people will die again."

Song Ming grinned, "My boy, I hope he never has to go to the battlefield again in his life, but if I die, in another twenty years, the demon clan will still be there, and that boy will still have to carry the sword and go to the battlefield, and follow

These monsters are fighting to the death, and I hope he doesn't die on the battlefield, but when it comes to having to die, there's nothing we can do."

The old swordsman looked at Song Ming, thought for a moment, and then said with emotion, "When I was practicing swordsmanship, I occasionally thought of you, and I always felt that you who served as soldiers and ate royal food deserved to die here. Now that you are here,

Only then did I understand a truth, that money can buy a lot of things, but it cannot buy a life. If you want to make people willing to throw their lives here, you will never

That money can do it."

"Everyone can die, so why should I die?"

The old swordsman smiled and said, "Have you ever thought about it that way?"

At this moment, Song Ming did not hide anything. He just said calmly, "Of course I have thought about it, but just think about this kind of thing. It is of no use. I have been in the army for generations, and most of the soldiers are from New Liuzhou, the northern border."

Once the Great Wall was broken, all their families suffered. As for those farther south, although no one came, most of the taxes paid every year were taken here. The imperial court was not blind, and His Majesty the Emperor was not unable to see it.

We, then there is no problem, it is fair. Especially in the past ten years or so, how can anyone in the court look down on scholars like us? Every one of them has been dealt with long ago. As for Fangwai, our guard envoy

I also beat them so much that they dared not say a word, so they no longer felt any grievance. Besides, I just wanted to do well for my family and my compatriots, and there was nothing else to think about."

The old swordsman nodded and said with a smile, "That's right, but the rest of you can't take your death here for granted."

Song Ming smiled and said, "Maybe it happened before, and maybe it happens now, but you can only feel it behind people's backs. Say it, let people hear it, and spread it. Our Lord Guardian is really good at killing people."

.”

The old swordsman sighed with emotion and said, "Having such a guardian envoy is definitely a good thing for the Liang Dynasty."

Song Ming did not speak, but looked into the distance. The demon army was not far away. Although he had sent out military reports, it was impossible to wait for rescue before the city was destroyed.

In fact, no one is to blame. This time the demon army marched southward, something too sudden and beyond everyone's expectation.

This is a place that the demon clan must capture, so the border troops are not given any chance to rescue them.

Even the General's Mansion can only defend this place by gathering a large army in a very short time, but at the same time, they are worried that other places will be attacked by the monsters.

But no matter who it is, it is actually very clear that these passes will be lost after the war really starts. As for when they will start to be lost, it is only a matter of time.

"General Song, remember, my name is Zhou Qingshan. Please be my companion on the Huangquan Road."

The old swordsman took off the flying sword on his back and began to untie the wrapped cloth.

On the top of the city, monks gradually appeared. In fact, most of these monks were monks who had been with the army in the north all year round. Only a few were monks like the old sword cultivator who took the initiative to come here.

Most of the sword cultivators of the Sword Sect had actually been recalled to the northern city by the General Mansion after the last Songting Pass.

Song Ming laughed loudly, shook his head and said, "Don't say such unlucky words, I never want to die."

Zhou Qingshan stopped talking, and just quietly untied the cloth strips wrapped around the flying sword. In the last short time, the old sword cultivator thought not of his disciple, but of his parents who had been dead for many years.

The old swordsman burst into tears all of a sudden, and his tears couldn't stop dripping on the cloth.

"Father, mother, the child is unfilial. This is the first time in so many years that he has become a bridegroom."

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Over at the General's Mansion, there are many people. Ever since the Red-sleeved Demon Lord became the new leader of the Monster Clan, the General's Mansion has not been idle for a moment. In addition to observing the movements of the Monster Clan's army in Mobei, it also collects information.

The news from southern Xinjiang clearly investigated this red-sleeved demon king who was born in a royal family.

However, when the military report was delivered to the General's Mansion, all the generals were silent. The two chief generals, Ning Ping, looked at the contents of the military report and remained silent. Now they have become deputy generals of the General's Mansion as a woman.

Xie Nandu said in a concise and concise manner, "I underestimated the red sleeves. I can't save several passes and will have to lose them."

Ning Ping looked complicated, but Gao Xuan asked first, "After a few passes are lost, will the demon army take a short rest, or will they go south directly to the northern city?"

Xie Nandu glanced at Gao Xuan, "You mean, if the demon tribe marches south in a hurry, we can choose a cavalry army to make a surprise attack in Mobei to disrupt their military formation?"

Xie Nandu was indeed born to lead troops in war. Gao Xuan only said half of what he said, and Xie Nandu completely understood the other half.

Gao Xuan nodded, "The demon tribe is marching in a hurry, and they must be exhausted. If two cavalry armies are sent out, one penetrates from the abdomen of the demon tribe army, and the other one outflanks the demon tribe army at the end, it can directly break their morale. Besides,

, the cavalry came and went like the wind..."

Having said this, Gao Xuan paused and said more boldly, "There were even a few more cavalry armies. One cavalry army cut off the demon clan's army from the front and rear, and then the remaining cavalry armies directly surrounded and suppressed the demon clan's rear army.

The front army will be held back by sending troops from the top of the city. In this way... I'm afraid we will be able to defeat the demon clan from the very beginning!"

Gao Xuan's idea is very bold, but if it is true as he said, then the demon army will be at a disadvantage from the beginning. In this battle, Daliang has the advantage from the beginning.

As the commander of the cavalry, Li Changling was also a veteran. When he heard this idea, he also intervened and said, "It is indeed a risky move, but if you really want to try it, leave the formation formation to me!"

Not to mention anything else, as a cavalry general, Li Changling felt that the most comfortable battle in his life was when His Majesty the Emperor rushed to Mobei. He personally led an army of 200,000 to greet them, and faced off against the demon cavalry.

In addition, the next few battles were actually a little less impressive.

For him, who was born as a cavalryman and gradually reached his current position as the commander of the cavalry, he is alive only when he is galloping and killing enemies on horseback.

Other times, it's like sleeping, just waiting for the chance to wake up.

Xie Nandu just glanced at the map of Mobei hanging in the lobby of the General's Mansion, shook his head, and said softly, "According to this demon king's military tactics, it is impossible for these hundreds of thousands of demon armies to just integrate into one army and go south."

They must be scattered, and they are horns with each other, which will not give us any possibility of attack, unless there is such an army that directly and unreasonably digs into the demon army, goes deep into it, and waits until the demon army kills that army.

After the army made dumplings, he held off until other troops from the periphery showed up."

After taking a deep breath, Xie Nandu looked around and asked, "Can such an army be found in the northern border, or in the entire Liang Dynasty?"

Faced with Xie Nandu's question, no one spoke and everyone was silent.

Because everyone knows the answer.

That means it can't be found.

Even the brand-new army that the Northern Territory has been building these days, with everyone wearing dragon blood armor, cannot do such a thing.
To be continued...