Cheng Ji felt a little relieved when he heard the clan uncle say this.

Cheng Er took a sip of wine and handed over the wine gourd. Cheng Ji thought about it but shook his hand and said:

"We are afraid if we don't drink."

"So timid."

Cheng Er put away the wine gourd and looked around the darkness. There were soldiers patrolling the city not far away. There were torches illuminated each other, but he could only see some of the area of ​​the city wall.

"Uncle, have you fought a war before?"

Cheng Ji held the long Ge, looked at Cheng Er, who was holding his arms around him, and continued to ask:

"What did the barbarians look like when they attacked the Great Wall?"

"You haven't seen the Turkic Huns before?"

"I have seen it, why haven't I seen it? How many times have we killed the barbarians in our village? We hate it! The Turks came to Guyuan two years ago, and all the people in our village went to Guyuan City. The village leader Cheng Lark ran slowly and caught the Turks. He killed them directly under the city. Later, we saw him when we carried the death of the person."

"That's amazing, you haven't seen it before."

Cheng Er shrugged, and Cheng Ji said embarrassedly:

"We, don't know how the barbarians fought the Great Wall. Our Great Wall is so high and the wall is so thick. How could those barbarians come here every few years? Why didn't the court arrange more people on the wall? Uncle, look, for such a long period, there are only two of us, and there are other people who are so far away. Can you really defend yourself when you come?"

"Defense? Do you know how long the Great Wall is? Thousands of miles away, if you put all the people in the world on the wall, you may not be able to stand full. We are not here to guard against barbarians."

"Ah? Don't beware of the barbarians, what are we doing here?"

Cheng Er grabbed Cheng Ji's arm, pointed to a beacon tower in the distance, and said:

"Did you see that? It's called a beacon tower. If you see a large number of barbarians or a large number of cattle and sheep, come to us, don't think about anything. Just go and get the torch. Even if you try your best to light the beacon tower, just throw the torch into the pit."

"Then, what after?"

"After that you will see the continuous beacon fire. Your wife and children will run into Guyuan City in time to avoid disasters. The court will send troops to stop the barbarians. The barbarians will stop in Guyuan and burn and kill for a while. Some of the bad luck will be captured and killed by them and killed them, but the barbarians will definitely withdraw."

Cheng Er showed his memory and said:

"There were several times when we didn't retreat, but we followed the army to confront each other for a while, fought a few times, and left."

"Uncle, we know what you said. What we are talking about is that we have lit the beacon tower, and then why are we doing? Standing at the top of the city and watching the barbarian go over?"

"That's not. If the barbarians come to our section, they will probably have to go to the three gates, and the door is closed. Only when they open and close the door can they ride their war horses, that is, the three gates three miles ahead."

Cheng Er paused, and said with a serious expression:

"As for us, we lit the beacon and went to death with pride."

"Ah? This, are you waiting to die?"

"What if you don't die? Do you want to fight back to the barbarian with one sword? Or are you afraid of death and barbarians?"

"We are not afraid of barbarians!"

Looking at Cheng Ji's expression of excitement, Cheng Er smiled in his heart.

Of course he knew that if the barbarians came to climb the city wall, they would lit the beacon and complete the task. They could quickly gather at the gate to prepare to resist the invasion.

They were patrolling and guarding, just like scouts, how could they go to death with pride?

Who in the world is not afraid of death? If you haven't fought, your superior will tell you, "You will be brave and die when the enemy comes." I'm afraid no one is willing to stand guard on this Great Wall.

But he was just kidding, teasing his distant nephew. Sure enough, he saw that the nephew started to shake his legs a little.

People are still afraid of death.

"Come on, have some wine. If the mantra comes tonight, the sun will not be seen tomorrow. It's useless not to drink it."

Cheng Er handed over the wine gourd again, and this time Cheng Ji took the wine gourd, took a big sip, his eyes turned red, and he said to himself:

"Uncle, we still have a wife. My wife has just given birth to a baby. You know that you are a veteran. The barbarian is really coming. Don't die. Run away. Go back and tell our wife that we didn't embarrass the Guyuan people, we..."

Cheng Er was a little silenced, and he laughed and patted Cheng Ji's shoulder, interrupted Cheng Ji's words, and then said:

"Look at you so stupid, uncle is with you..."

Before he could finish his speech, his tongue suddenly stopped.

Cheng Ji looked at Cheng Er's mouth with his mouth open, and a "uh..." sound was made in his mouth, as if there was a wind leak in the bellows and he couldn't catch the air.

"Uncle?"

Cheng Ji took a step forward, and then heard the sound of "tick, tick".

"Uncle?"

Cheng Ji shouted again, and Cheng Er in front of him just trembled. Then the clothes on his chest suddenly tensed and raised. With a "swish", the clothes behind the armor became torn.

The bright red knife cut the armor tether and penetrated from the middle. Blood flowed out along the blood groove at the opening. It turned into bright red in an instant.

"Run...Run..."

Cheng Er's voice was like a ball leaking from the air.

Behind Cheng Er, a man in a fur coat slowly poked his head out, grinning with yellow teeth and grinning with a ferocious smile.

There was no hair on the forehead, and it looked like it was shaved off. The hair on both sides was tied into braids and fell on the rough face one by one.

It looks like it was a hairstyle that a child had tied when he was a child.

"Bar, barbarian..."

Cheng Ji took a step back and then heard someone shouting:

"The barbarian knocks on the gate! Light the beacon! Beacon--!"

There are more, the wailing and groaning of a person when he dies.

Cheng Ji turned his head and looked at the beacon tower behind him. There was someone guarding him. The man rushed straight towards the beacon tower, but halfway through, a barbarian bumped out and stabbed into the man's stomach with a knife. With the knife stirred, the soldier fell down.

"Beacon Tower...Beacon Tower..."

Cheng Ji ran away. He even looked back at the barbarian behind him. The barbarian did not catch up and pushed Cheng Er's body down to the side with a knife.

Cheng Ji continued to run, and when he turned around, he saw a barbarian appearing in front of him. He had just climbed up from the city, and Cheng Ji didn't dare to stop and continued to rush forward.

The barbarian who had killed one person had shouted something he didn't understand and rushed towards Cheng Ji.

"ah--!"

Cheng Ji raised the long spear in his hand and stabbed the long spear forward as he did when he was trained.

The barbarian obviously did not expect that the soldier would dare to resist and could dodge his body to the side. However, Cheng Ji was young and strong and fast, so the long spear pierced the barbarian's waist in an instant.

The barbarian screamed again. Cheng Ji wanted to pull Changge out, but found that the barbarian actually grabbed Changge tightly and could not pull out himself!

Someone was chasing him, Cheng Ji shouted again, pushed Changge and the barbarian to the side, let go of Changge, and then continued to rush towards the beacon tower.

There were only two torches left from the beacon tower. Cheng Ji didn't know how far it was, so he just stared at the torch and ran away like a lifeless one.

There was a pain behind his back, as if something was put on his shoulder. He raised his shoulder and wanted to continue running, but found that his right hand could not be raised.

But he still didn't stop, crossing his comrade's body and rushing towards the beacon tower that was close to him. However, his calf hurt again and he fell to the ground.

Bang!

His forehead hit the steps heavily, and his ears made a sound of tinnitus like gold. Cheng Ji felt dizzy, and the scenes in front of him seemed to overlap.

He looked down at his legs, a rough arrow inserted into his calves, piercing his entire calves.

"Beijinghuo...beijinghuo..."

Cheng Ji gritted his teeth and climbed up the steps with his hands and feet. In front of the beacon tower, two huge lit torches were right in front of him.

But one foot stepped on Cheng Ji's back.

"Think about it?"

The voice of someone talking behind him is in poor Chinese.

Cheng Ji lay on the ground, and then felt someone turning him over, and saw a barbarian dressed differently from other barbarians. He was as strong as a cow, and had various bones, gold, silver and iron objects on his body.

He held a torch in his hand, and the red light was printed on his face.

"Do you want this?"

The barbarian held up the torch and handed it over and said again.

Cheng Ji looked at the torch, and he stretched out his hand to snatch the torch and lit the beacon tower that was close to him, but it was still a little short of it and it was not enough.

The more and more barbarians gathered, making laughter.

But in the dark night, a beacon tower not far away, a fire suddenly rose up, and a soldier guarding the Great Wall was vaguely seen, four arrows were inserted behind him, pouring into the fire.

The leader raised his head and looked at the lit beacon fire, and then there was the second beacon fire, the third place, the fourth place...

It stretches for several miles!

The leader held the scimitar and looked at Cheng Ji in front of him. Cheng Ji looked at the beacon fires that were ignited one after another, then turned his head and looked at the leader.

His lips trembled, twitched a few times, and suddenly shouted:

"I'll kill you mom-!"

The scimitar waved down and the shout came to an abrupt end.

Under the night sky, beacons ignited one after another.

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The hard socks stepped into the soil, bringing up mud mixed with grass roots.

The rapid sound of horse hooves resounded in the darkness.

The knight galloping under the moonlit night had four blood-red feathers tied behind him.

Eight hundred miles of speed up!

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Chapter completed!