The evening breeze is blowing.

Zhang Chu stood on the tower at the north gate of Shuangliu County, pressing a knife to look at the dazzling sea of ​​stars in the north.

He knew that under that sea of ​​stars, there were 300,000 Northern Barbarians!

But he was extremely peaceful.

No fear.

No anger.

On the contrary, it looks like an old friend who will meet soon.

Long-lost familiarity.

I know your depth.

You know my length.

Um.

It's about martial arts and weapons...

Everyone wants to kill each other!

Jiaoshan was walking to Zhang Chu at some point and bowed, "General, I'll find a horse to return. Ten miles northwest, there is a Northern Barbarian soldier, fifteen miles northeast, there is a Northern Barbarian soldier, and two Northern Barbarians.

The soldiers are in a junction and are squeezing our Shuangliu County.”

Zhang Chu reached out and helped him up, "There is no need to be too polite if there is no outsider."

Jiao Shan said stubbornly: "The key point of the military camp is that etiquette cannot be abolished!"

Zhang Chu did not force himself, but turned around and continued to look at the starry sky in the north, and asked softly: "You are also an old corpse. What do you think of this battle..."

Jiao Shan pondered for a moment and replied: "Return to the general, the gap between the last general and the general of the Zhu Kingdom is still like a cloud of mud, and I dare not break it arbitrarily!"

Zhang Chu smiled faintly and said, "Yes, I don't even know the combat deployment, so I let you infer what this battle will be. It's really embarrassing you..."

"But I have a hunch!"

He patted the cold arrow pile and shouted in a low voice: "In this battle, we can recover the lost land and drive the Northern Barbarians back to their hometown!"

If it still can't be taken back.

Xuanbeizhou.

It can only exist in the memories of the people of Dali...

"The last general is willing to be the general's front pawn!"

Jiao Shan widened his eyes, stood up straight, and shouted to cater to him.

Zhang Chu patted his shoulder gently.

He knew that Jiao Shan was not flattering himself.

He has not made any achievements, and he is so proud of his glory to the ancestors...

He just wanted to kill the Northern Barbarians.

As long as he can kill the Northern Barbarians, he will be willing to carry a big gun and be the most ordinary pawn...

In the past, in the Battle of Jintian Prefecture, Zhang Chu pulled up 20,000 people to defend the city.

Twenty thousand people.

In the end, there were only three thousand people left.

It was reorganized into the Blood Tiger Camp and followed the army south.

The five hundred miles southward migration road was completed.

In the Three Thousand Blood Tiger Camp, only 118 people were left.

Zhenbei Army failed in the Northern Expedition, and Zhang Chu led his troops north to support him.

One hundred and eighteen veterans of the Blood Tiger Camp fought with the army.

After fighting Jintian Mansion.

There were 118 people, only thirty-two people left.

A thousand new recruits from Honghuatang who had just arrived on the battlefield were killed in battle.

Two-thirds of the evil ghosts who crawled out of the pile of corpses died in battle...

This battle.

These thirty-two people are here again.

Zhang Chu didn't even try to stop them.

He knows.

A heroic soul with 20,000 robes.

Not only does it weigh on his heart.

It also weighs on their hearts.

They lived to kill the Northern Barbarians...

He is alive.

Just to kill the Northern Barbarians!

Just to kill the Northern Barbarians!

"You just said that there is a Northern Barbarian soldiers in the northwest? How many people?"

Zhang Chu asked lightly.

Jiao Shan: "It's too dark, and the horse was not clear."

"How many miles apart from this Northern Barbarian soldier in the northeast?"

Jiaoshan: "Seven or eight miles."

Zhang Chu pursed his lips and smiled, "I've come here, I have to say hello to my old enemies, and I can't lose my courtesy... Liu!"

"I'm here."

Liu stood up from the shadow of the city gate building.

"Brothers who are anxious to 'Zhi Beiying', follow me out and beat rabbits!"

"Tell my brothers, put on the flag and wrap the armor, and tie the horses."

"Let's go into the village secretly and don't shoot!"

"Here!"

Liu Huan happily went down the city wall to pass the order.

It’s like my elder brother took him out of the city to have a picnic.

Zhang Chu glanced at Jiao Shan who was standing beside him without saying a word and said, "Don't mix it up."

"In terms of martial arts, the Qianyuan Army can beat you ten of them, and they can't count them with one hand."

"But when it comes to defending the city, they will only deserve to help you Jiao Shanda!"

"You help me watch the nest, so I can go and chat with my old enemies."

Jiao Shan finally showed a smile on his face: "I will save you the last one."

As long as the Northern Barbarians die.

Even if he was asked to pick up manure, he would be happy.

...

The moon is on the branches.

Jiaoshan watched the three thousand cavalrymen, touched the darkness and plunged into the boundless night.

for a long time.

He suddenly shouted: "Three-way drum, don't sleep tonight!"

"Draw the knife."

"The arrow is in the string."

...

Take Beiying out of the city.

Wu Laojiu led the twenty masters of the Internship Academy to abandon their horses and go first, clearing out the Northern Barbarians to explore the horses.

This time, Zhang Chu led his troops north and drew four great heroes from the sacrificial academy, and twenty-five seventh-grade masters accompanied him.

During the war.
To be continued...