The warning gong rang. When Guo Fan got up the wall, the others in the pier had already surrounded him.

"It's from Beirong!"

Someone looked nervous and said with a tense face, "Why didn't the beacon smoke ignite elsewhere?"

"Light a cigarette!"

Ma Chao yelled, and someone immediately responded in a hurry.

Soon, a thick smoke rose straight into the Baoning Dun. Soon, the surrounding punches followed suit.

Guo Fan didn't say anything, he kept looking out of the pier.

On the grassland, ginger cows are driving their horses and running wildly.

Behind him, a Beirong man holding a scimitar was chasing him on a horse, shouting intently.

Further back, smoke and dust rolled, and seven or eight other Beirong people screamed and drove away more than a dozen Daliang people.

There are also some cattle, sheep, carriages and horses that are plundered.

"It's that group of businessmen!"

Ma Chao was sharp-eyed and immediately recognized some of the people who were driven away: "No wonder they never came to trade. They turned out to be kidnapped by the Beirong people."

"Length of Armor!"

Jiang Hu looked flustered and said to Guo Fan anxiously: "Will my brother have something to do? I'll go down and open the door first."

"What door is opened?"

Ma Chao shouted at him: "What should we do if these Beirong soldiers take the opportunity to rush in?"

"At that time, everyone in the dock will accompany your brother to die!"

The door of the pier is not something that can be opened just by opening, and it is time-consuming and labor-intensive.

It's not easy to close!

“No…No.”

Jiang Hu's face turned pale, she shook her head quickly, and looked at Guo Fan: "With Jia's presence, we won't have any trouble."

"These Beirong people are all wearing armor, and they are not ordinary soldiers."

Ma Chao shook his head, pointed his hand out, and said, "The worst of them are nailed cotton armor. Although there are not many people, they are all elites of Beirong."

"How do we fight them?"

"Liu Tou alone?"

Ma Chao roared angrily.

Most of the people of Beirong were short and strong, with a skilled horsemanship, and were good at attacking horses. They also had good food and practiced diligently. Their individual strength was far superior to that of the border troops.

The cavalrymen of the Ten Northern Rong were often heard of torture and killing hundreds of cavalrymen in the border army.

Over time, the bravery and good fighting skills of the Beirong soldiers became more and more outrageous among the border troops.

Speaking of Beirong Bing, there is a tendency to demonize.

On the battlefield, there is often no contact with Daliang, and the side of Daliang is already timid.

Just like this, the horse's chasm!

"What should I do?"

Jiang Hu looked flustered and reached out to pull Guo Fan's sleeve: "Long armor, you must save my brother."

"Save it!"

Guo Fan's voice sank, he shook his hand and shook Jiang Hu away, and said, "Don't worry, wait until they get close."

At this time, Jiang Niu and the pursuers had driven their horses to a position hundreds of steps near Baoningdun.

The fear on Jiang Niu's face was clearly visible. Although he tried hard to beat the horse, his speed did not improve.

There was nothing but a bad horse under him, which was incomparable to the elite cavalry of the Beirong people behind him.

The Beirong man looked up at Baoningdun, smiled cruelly, and accelerated to chase after him.

He waved a scimitar in his hand, kept shouting, showing off his might, and his attitude was very arrogant.

And depending on the situation, he was determined to cut Jiang Niu off the horse near Baoningdun to humiliate the people here.

"snort!"

Seeing this scene, Guo Fan couldn't help but snorted coldly, reaching out and holding the spear in Ma Chao's hand.

“Yuhu…”

A hundred steps closer to Baoning Dune, the Beirong people danced and roared, and the blade was less than two arms away from Jiang Niu.

At eighty steps, the Beirong people showed a grim smile on their faces.

Sixty steps.

Jiang Niu showed despair on his face. Looking back, the shiny blade had been raised and slashed hard against his neck.

It's over!

"puff!"

A dull sound.

Jiang Niu's body trembled and touched his neck. His head was still there, and there was no pain coming from his neck.

He subconsciously blinked, and saw that there was a spear on the chest of the Beirong soldier behind him.

The spear came from top to bottom and penetrated directly into the heart of the Beirong soldiers, and the tail of the spear still trembled slightly in front of their eyes.

The scimitar in the hands of the Beirong people was raised high, but it could never fall.

His hideous and terrifying face was filled with fear and unwillingness to believe it.

On the wall of Baoningdun, Guo Fan slowly withdrew his palm, and everyone around him looked furious.

More than sixty steps.

This is a place that many archers cannot reach, and the armored man can actually throw a gun and kill people with empty hands!

What kind of divine power is this?

“Yu…”

The horse neighed and directly overturned the Beirong soldiers to the ground.

Jiang Niu was stunned for a moment, suddenly pulled the reins and turned over and dismounted, and at the same time pulled out the waist knife on his body and rushed towards the body of the Beirong man.

"What is he going to do?"

Guo Fan frowned and puzzled.

At this time, the bridge had been put down in the pier. Jiang Niu had time to escape safely, but he stopped.

"Liu Head."

Ma Chao replied: "The heads of Beirong people are valuable, and the cheapest one is worth ten taels!"

"This man has armor on his body. If he can get a waist card or something, he will have to pay twenty or thirty taels of silver."

Guo Fan knows it.

In order to deal with the people of Beirong, Daliang rewarded his military achievements.

As long as you kill the enemy, you have official positions, and silver!

Similarly, generous rewards have also led to the prevalence of killing good people and making achievements in the border army, and some even take pride in making women a man in the Northern Rong.

After all, it is hard to kill the Beirong people, and it is not easy to deal with fake ones?

Two years ago, it was revealed that a thousand households in the garrison killed a Daliang man from a city wall in exchange for meritorious deeds.

Although this incident was exposed, there were obviously more that were not exposed!

As the thoughts turned, Jiang Niu had already cut off the man's head.

Then he wrapped his clothes, touched the body a few more times, then turned around and ran towards the suspension bridge.

The incident here also alarmed the Beirong soldiers who drove away the Daliang people from behind.

Two of them shouted, gave up the cattle and sheep they drove away, and rode their horses and rushed towards them.

"Swish!"

Before the troops arrived, several sharp arrows had already fallen from afar.

I have to say that the people of Beirong are indeed skilled in bowing and horses. If two people come casually, they can maintain a certain degree of accuracy at this speed.

Jiang Niu, who was close to the suspension bridge, could not dodge and was rubbed hard by a sharp arrow on his left leg.

He screamed, staggered, ran forward a few steps, and finally rushed to the ground.

"elder brother!"
To be continued...