Rebirth of the Noble Daughter

Xiao Ji followed the three lieutenants of Wang Ding's army, different from the serious expressions of the others, their eyes were full of excitement.

Since the First World War in South Vietnam, they have been fighting against bandits in the southwest, arresting traitors and so on, and their bones have not moved for a long time.

So looking at the Beidi people killing them, there was a kind of bloodthirsty madness.

Xiao Ji didn't let them go forward, but sat astride his horse and waited for the Beidi people to arrive.

Faster and faster, closer and closer.

The bows and arrows on the city wall were exhausted, and without the hindrance of the rain of arrows, the people from Beidi came more and more quickly.

Seeing that the knife was about to fall on Xiao Ji's head, he never thought that a swarm of swarms would fall into the deep pit.

The people and horses in front didn't stop before they were directly slammed into by the galloping behind. The neighing of the horses was covered with screams of pain.

Some fell into the pit and were crushed to death, and some were stabbed to death by the swords in the hands of soldiers who rushed up from behind.

All in all, the pit, which was six feet wide and ten feet deep, was quickly filled with the remains of Beidi people, as well as half-dead war horses.

There are sharp bamboo sticks standing inside, each of which is covered with blood.

A wound as thick as an arm can cause a person to bleed to death in no time.

The Prairie King who had just given orders just now looked at Xiao Ji not far away with piercing eyes, as if mocking his stupidity.

They can kill so many prairie men without bloodshed.

So he shouted, "Throw those lowly slaves into the pit, fill up the pit for this king, step over their corpses, and chop off that old man Xiao Ji!"

"Order!"

The so-called cheap slaves are actually people from other places who settled on the grasslands. There are Dajin people, Mobei people, and some weak Zigu people. Not to mention, he was often beaten, scolded and attacked.

Now on the battlefield, they are either used to block swords or used as stepping stones.

Wails filled the deep pit, and soon the pit was filled in sevens and eights.

The war horse under the crotch stood up and neighed, and the grassland king gave the order to charge!

Wherever the horse's hoof stepped, it was stained with blood.

Looking at the cruel scene in front of him, Xiao Ji was filled with anger.

When the two armies are at war, they can resort to deceit, or they can use all means, because they are all for their respective countries and people, and it cannot be said who is good and who is bad.

But if the common people are involved in the war in this way, the Beidi people will be immoral.

"Generals!"

"exist!"

"People in Beidi are cruel by nature and don't care about the life and death of the people. If the city of Liangzhou is destroyed, the people in the city will be slaughtered as before! Therefore, with this general in one day, it is absolutely impossible for Beidi people to kill the city. You are willing to fight with this general! Drive them back to the grassland!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

The five thousand elite soldiers are all carefully selected, and none of them are mediocre people who are afraid of death and pain.

The tragedy in front of them made them clenched their spears and swords tightly, threatening to kill the Beidi people back.

Xiao Muqian stood on the city wall, watching the fierce fighting between the two sides below.

His fists were clenched tightly, but he couldn't save him.

Before the second uncle went out, he issued a military order, unless he returned victorious, he could not open the gate of the city.

Although I have repeatedly begged to let myself go, but the second uncle refused no matter what, saying that the coach does not come to the battle, how to convince the crowd, how to make the soldiers willingly go into battle to kill the enemy?
After knowing the second uncle's plan, Xiao Muqian stopped talking, and could only command from the top.

"Is the tung oil ready?"

"Don't worry, Major General, everything is ready. It's just that if this tung oil is spilled, it will inevitably hurt our soldiers, so it must not be used unless it is absolutely necessary."

"Well, I believe Second Uncle can come back victorious. He is the God of War in Northwest China!"

The word "God of War" has not been heard among the people for a long time, it is because Xiao Ji is here, and no one dares to violate it for so many years.

Fight bloody battles and swear to kill the enemy.

The school captains around Xiao Ji galloped out on horseback, everywhere they went was a mess and the corpses of the enemy soldiers.

Seeing that King Ding's subordinates are so brave and good at fighting, the elite soldiers behind him naturally mustered their strength. If you kill one, I will kill a pair. Otherwise, it will be bad for the Central Plains Army to look down on their Northwest Army.

The killing made people's eyes red, and so did the Prairie King.

He has about soldiers under him, all of them are extremely strong, like agile grassland vehicles, they will not let go even if they surround a prey.

Although Xiao Ji was over forty years old, he did not lose a moment of exercise in his daily kung fu, so his body was in good shape. Facing the provocation of the Prairie King, he stepped forward and killed without saying a word.

The sound of the wind whizzed past the ears, and the silver spear in his hand played with great power, every time he stabbed it, he could knock down a Beidi soldier.

When he walked in front of the Prairie King, the blood beads could drip down the silver gun.

Such a scene showed the evil in the other party's eyes, "Old man Xiao Ji, I want you to pay with your life!"

After finishing speaking, he waved two hammers in his hands and walked towards Xiao Ji.

A hammer hit Xiao Ji's silver spear, which made his jaw hurt. He was really powerful, so he used the silver spear's fast, precise and ruthless momentum to focus on its lower body.

The horse under his crotch couldn't dodge in time, and was stabbed in the abdomen all of a sudden, roaring in pain, and threw the Prairie King off his back.

He rolled a few somersaults in a row with his strength, but he was not injured, but the corner of his mouth grinned slightly, and he rushed towards Xiao Ji's horse.

The hammer in his hand was full of strength, and he wanted Xiao Ji's horse to go directly to Hades.

It's a pity that Xiao Ji had already seen his thoughts. When he swung the hammer, he immediately dodged away, and the horse's hoof fell down and landed on his head. With such strength, the blood flowed down his forehead. leave.

Taking advantage of the time when he was kicked in a daze, he raised his gun and stabbed him mercilessly through his chest.

By the time the Prairie King came to his senses, the person was gone, and blood gushed out from the hole, and before he could even speak, he fell to the ground and died.

Seeing this, Xiao Ji shouted loudly, "The King of the Prairie is dead! Kill the soldiers!"

Hearing that the enemy general was killed was a shot in the arm for the soldiers of the Jin Dynasty. The fatigue on their bodies was gone, the pain from the knife wound on their chest was gone, and they seemed to be alive again. Kill more and more!
Seeing that the momentum was not right, he didn't know who was the first to throw down his helmet and armor, "I lost... I lost..."

The Beidi people had horses to ride, but they ran back without horses, but were killed by the Jin soldiers who chased after them.

So far, the second battle of the siege of Liangzhou came to an end with Xiao Ji's victory.

Ten thousand soldiers from Beidi came, but they were beaten to pieces by Xiao Ji's five thousand elite soldiers, and even the powerful general Grassland King was killed by his silver spear. Immediately, the morale in the city increased greatly, and everyone respected Xiao Ji Another peak has been reached.