Border Soldier: My fiancée snatched credit and broke off the engagement, so I promptly became a marq

When the two hundred riders left Wild Dog Gully, it was already completely dark.

Chen Mu left Anato at Shiliang.

She refused.

"Lin Qinghe and Su Wan are in the fort, why can't I go?"

"Batu is here."

"Just tie them up."

"The herdsmen from Baiquan have just entered the valley, and the prisoners have not yet been subdued. Ugut might turn back."

Chen Mu took the flattened gold clasp from under the black pot and stuffed it into her hand.

"We need you more here than Blackrock Fortress."

Anato stared at him.

"Are you afraid I'll see Lin Qinghe?"

"I'm afraid that when I come back, the cattle, sheep, and people will all be gone."

This sentence is more effective than sweet words.

Wild Dog Gully was the first piece of land they had just seized.

By entrusting her with the guarding of five hundred men, over two hundred warhorses, and all the cattle and sheep, Chen Mu was essentially handing over his back as well.

Anato put the gold clasp into her bosom.

"Take thirty White Wolf Guards with you."

"They were familiar with the northern password used by the Han family's personal guards."

She selected the first thirty men to surrender and had them change into clean white leather armor. The leader, Samu, a White Wolf Guard, went to lead Batu's horse, knowing who was truly loyal to the Han family and who was merely doing their bidding for money.

Chen Mu did not ask them whether they were loyal or not.

They only allowed each person to eat a large bowl of meat and gave them a fast horse.

"Once you reach Blackrock Fortress, anyone who dares to run will be shot in the back."

"Whoever dares to advance and kill, the horses and armor in the fortress will be chosen first."

Sam turned it over to everyone.

Thirty people clenched their fists and pounded their chests in unison.

People from the North may not understand gratitude and kindness.

But they would certainly understand meat, horse, and knife.

Lu Shuang led eighty cavalrymen in the lead, with Chen Mu and Zhou Tie bringing up the center. The remaining cavalry protected two iron carts and a light cart carrying medicine for the wounded. Er Gou tried to follow, but Chen Mu kicked him back to the pot.

"You have an arrow wound in your leg."

"Pull it out!"

"Leave the flag behind."

Er Gou hugged the black pot flag and immediately fell silent.

Wild Dog Gully also needs a flag.

Chen Mu cut a palm-sized piece from the rag and tied it to the handle of his knife.

Two hundred riders headed east.

No one lit a torch.

The snow's light was enough to see the road, while the torches would only tell the Han family that they had arrived.

The medicine box on Chen Mu's shoulder kept hitting his wound with the horse's back. With each impact, the stitches seemed to dig an inch deeper into his flesh. He took the medicine box off and tied it to the back of the saddle, but he still couldn't raise his right arm high.

Lu Shuangyi looked back three times.

On the fourth time, Chen Mu couldn't help but speak up.

"I didn't fall."

"I'm looking at the medicine box."

"The box didn't fall either."

"You can pick up what you dropped, but you can't pick up the first-aid kit."

Zhou Tie wanted to laugh, but didn't dare to.

Chen Mu shut up and continued on his way.

Two miles from Black Stone Fortress, we could smell smoke.

A small fire suddenly appeared in the snow ditch ahead.

It wasn't the firelight inside the fortress.

It was a message arrow that someone had just lit.

Twelve Han family scouts hid behind the ditch, and upon seeing the large cavalry force, they tried to report it. The leader, Huo Zhezi, had already brought his arrow to the fletching when Samu leaped off his horse and crashed into the snow ditch.

The rocket flew off at an angle, rising only two zhang (approximately 6.6 meters) before plunging into the snow.

The remaining scouts drew their swords and surrounded them.

Sam blocked the first blow, his shoulder armor cleaved open. Chen Mu led the vanguard, charging into the ditch from both sides. The blue-maned horse trampled one man, and the blade swiftly sliced ​​through the back of the second man's neck.

Lu Shuangyi did not dismount.

She used her spear to hook a scout's belt and flung him from the bottom of the ditch onto the snow slope. The man tried to climb back up, but Zhou Tie's horse had already broken one of his legs.

Of the twelve scouts, only three were captured alive.

One of them was carrying a blood-stained strip of medical tent cloth in his arms.

Zhou Tie recognized him.

"This is a cloth used to bandage wounds of wounded soldiers."

The scouts gritted their teeth and refused to speak.

Chen Mu dragged him to his companion's body, grabbed his right hand and pressed it to the snow.

First, cut off one of your little fingers with the short knife.

The scouts screamed in agony.

"What happened to the medical accounts?"

"General Han ordered us to guard the outer route!"

"If they say Chen Mu is coming back, they'll light three bonfires, and the tents in the city will be burned down immediately!"

Chen Mu cut off another finger.

How many people are in the fort?

"Three hundred! Han Qianshan brought three hundred personal guards!"

"Eighty at the South Gate, forty at the medical tents, and the rest in the drill ground and prison!"

The third strike did not land.

Chen Mu wiped the blood off the knife.

"Tie the three of them to the front of the metal cart."

"When ramming a door, first make sure your own people can see who is blocking the way."

Three sentries were tied side by side to the front of the vehicle.

Two of them were so frightened that they wet their pants.

Seeing this scene, Samu suddenly stopped doubting whether he had chosen the wrong path to return to the fort with Chen Mu.

The powerful warriors of the North used their enemies as shields.

The Han soldier in front of me is more direct than the people from the north.

It's not cooking smoke.

It smells like burnt tung oil and damp wood.

Dozens of torches were lit atop the south gate, and all the banners had been changed to white with black flags. Those were the banners of the Han family's main branch.

Three layers of barricades were erected in front of the city gate.

The drawbridge wasn't raised, but two large carts loaded with stones were lying across it. Heavily armored guards could be vaguely seen behind the gate.

Chen Mu reined in his horse at the foot of the snowy slope.

Lu Shuangyi looked towards the city wall.

"They were prepared."

Sam said in a low voice, "The white flag with a black mountain design is Han Qianshan's headquarters."

"He was in charge of the prison guards at White Wolf Pass, and his favorite pastime was hanging deserters from behind horses and dragging them along."

Zhou Tie gripped the knife tightly.

"Only one of Yan Heng's men escaped."

"The others are probably all being held down."

They were spotted by someone on the city wall.

The gong immediately rang out.

"Cavalry halt outside the city!"

"General Lu and Chen Mu, dismount and lay down your weapons, awaiting General Han's orders!"

Chen Mu continued forward.

The archers on the city wall drew their bows to the fullest extent.

A general dressed in black armor walked to the edge of the battlement. He was somewhat similar in build to Han Wenshan, but his face was thinner, and there was an old scar on his left eye from his brow bone to the corner of his mouth.

Han Qianshan.

Han Wenshan was standing next to him.

Han Wenshan had already donned his armor again, and his sword was hanging at his waist. When he saw the two hundred riders behind Chen Mu, his eyes first darkened, then he smiled.

"Chen Mu, you're back just in time."

"Put down your knife, and you could have saved the lives of those in the medical tent."

Two guards on the city wall dragged a man out.

It is Yan Heng.

His hands were tied behind his back, half his face was covered in blood, but he didn't kneel. The guards pressed a knife against his neck, but he still kept his back straight.

Han Qianshan said, "Let's take one more step and kill him first."

Lu Shuangyi raised her spear.

Chen Mu, however, did not look at the city wall.

He was looking at the hinge on the left side of the south gate.

When the Northern Barbarian train crashed into the gate, the left gate was burned once. Later, it was barely repaired with new wood and iron hoops, and although it looked intact on the surface, the old wood inside was charred and cracked.

The Han family knew to seal the door.

Little did they know that the door had been repaired by the cooks.

Chen Mu reached out his hand to Zhou Tie.

"Iron car."

Zhou Tie was taken aback, but then he understood.

"Unloading?"

"I won't uninstall it."

The two iron carts, seized from Langya Ridge, were already heavy, and were loaded with iron ingots, broken spears, and horseshoes. Chen Mu had the two carts joined together, and two thick logs were tied to the outside of the shafts.

Twelve warhorses clad in breastplates were harnessed to the front of the chariot.

Thirty White Wolf Guards dismounted and pushed the cart.

Han Qianshan sneered from the city wall.

"You want to ram the city gate?"

"Release the arrows!"

Arrows rained down.

The White Wolf Guards raised the captured round shields to protect the horses' heads and the people pushing the carts. Two warhorses were still hit by arrows, and they bucked wildly in pain, tightening their reins even more.

Chen Mu did not dodge.

He flipped himself onto the first vehicle, gripping the frame with his left hand and pointing his short knife at the south gate with his right.

"run!"

Twelve horses were whipped at the same time.

The iron wheel started to turn slowly.

Then it got faster and faster.

The first layer of barricades in front of the city gate was smashed to pieces, and wooden splinters flew out from under the carts. The second layer of barricades pierced the chests of two horses, causing them to fall, and the warhorses behind them continued to gallop wildly, dragging the corpses behind them.

The third layer of barricades, along with the stone-laden cart, was knocked back half a meter.

The iron cart was also tilted.

Chen Mu jumped off the chariot, grabbed the reins of a stray horse, and led the remaining cavalry through the gap.

Han Qianshan's expression finally changed on the city wall.

"Shoot the chariot and horse!"

Before the second volley of arrows had even landed, Lu Shuangyi had already led eighty riders to the gate. She didn't smash the door in the center; instead, her spear was aimed precisely at the left hinge.

"Bump into the left side!"

The iron cart crashed into the cracked door hinge with a loud bang.

The first time, the iron hoop broke.

The second time, half of the door bent inward.

Four of the White Wolf Guards pushing the cart died, and the remaining men continued pushing, stepping over the corpses.

"Again!"

On the third impact, the entire old door hinge was pulled out of the stone groove.

Half of the city gate was slammed into the doorway.

The Han family's personal guards behind the door couldn't dodge in time, and more than a dozen of them were crushed under the wooden door and stone cart, their screams mingling together.

Chen Mu was the first to rush into the doorway.

A captain of the personal guard raised his spear and thrust.

Chen Mu sidestepped, letting the spear tip graz the medicine box, and grabbed the spear shaft with his left hand, pulling it towards his chest. The captain lost his balance, his forehead slamming into the hilt of Chen Mu's sword.

It didn't fall over immediately.

Chen Mu stabbed the knife into the mouth again.

The tip of the knife pierced through the back of the neck.

There were still more than sixty imperial guards inside the city gate.

They had been hiding on either side of the gate tower, waiting for the people ramming the gate to cause chaos before they could throw stones from above. The iron carts were moving too fast; before several baskets of stones could be carried onto the city wall, half of the gate had already collapsed.

The imperial guards were brandishing their swords and shouting.

"Seal off the doorway!"

"If we can hold out for just half an hour, the heavy cavalry will arrive at the training ground!"

Chen Mu picked up a heavy shield from the ground and charged forward, bracing himself against the arrows being shot down from the gate tower.

Four guards thrust their spears into the shield simultaneously.

The spearhead pierced the wooden board by half an inch, but then got completely stuck inside.

Chen Mu gripped the shield strap and twisted it violently, pressing all four spears down to the ground simultaneously. Samu led his White Wolf Guards, leaping over the shield, their scimitars falling over the heads of his personal guards.

The faces of the people in the first row were split open.

Lu Shuangyi charged in from the right side of the doorway, sweeping down the commander of the personal guard with her spear. As soon as he got up, the iron hooves of his warhorse trampled over his chest, sinking his armor and ribs into his armor.

The remaining imperial guards retreated up the city steps.

They wanted to cut the winch and completely block the other half of the city gate.

Zhou Tie led ten men up the steps. The first two were hit by arrows and tumbled down, while the men behind stepped on their fallen comrades to continue. Yan Heng suddenly exerted force from above, using the ropes binding his hands to strangle the guard's neck.

The guard stabbed him in the waist and abdomen with his backhand.

Strict control must be maintained.

The two of them flipped down the city steps together.

Zhou Tie caught Yan Heng halfway, while another soldier lunged at the guard, his short spear piercing Yan Heng's skull through his chin.

The city gate winch was finally captured.

The old iron chain creaked and turned, and the remaining half of the door opened inward.

More than a hundred riders rushed in from outside the gate at the same time.

The sound of horses' hooves filled the entire South Street.

Seeing that the gate had completely fallen, Han's personal guards began to retreat towards the drill ground. Chen Mu did not order all two hundred cavalry to pursue them.

"Fifty men to guard the gate!"

"Ten people saved Yan Heng!"

"The rest of you, follow me to the medical tent!"

At this moment, the South Gate truly returned to the hands of the Blackstone Fortress garrison.

Lu Shuangyi and his cavalry surged in from both sides of him.

Horse hooves trampled over the collapsed city gate and also over the Han family's Black Mountain flag.

Hearing the gate break down from the city wall, Yan Heng suddenly rammed the back of his head into the guard who was escorting him. The guard's nose broke, and Yan Heng took the opportunity to roll down the city steps, falling halfway down the steps.

Zhou Tie rushed up the steps and caught the person.

Han Wenshan turned and left.

Han Qianshan was still trying to gather his personal guards at the city gate when suddenly a fire broke out in the direction of the fortress's medical tent.

A rocket, trailing a long fiery tail, landed on the top of the tent.

Han Wenshan stood on the city steps and looked back.

"Chen Mu".

"So what if the door is broken?"

Which one can you save?

Chen Mu pulled the dagger out of the mouth of the Imperial Guard Captain.

"Save lives first."

"I'll come back and kill you."