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Chapter 515 Offensive and defensive changes, Beidi lost

"The main function of the Great Wall, in addition to defense, is to transport troops and food."

Qin Yi witnessed with his own eyes how the frontier troops of the nine counties stationed at the Great Wall Fortress completed the high deployment of troops in just a few days and concentrated on the front line of Changping.

"The Nine Armies of Northern Xinjiang are more closely connected than I thought before."

Qin Yi thought that the aristocratic private army in the north was a purely competitive relationship, but he ignored the role of the Great Wall.

"The Great Wall is not independent, it is one."

The Great Wall can effectively connect the defense lines stretching thousands of miles into one.

If there are no problems in the Central Plains, as long as the Great Wall is there, Beidi will not be able to get in.

"The First Emperor is truly an outstanding man of his generation."

……

"Gian Shaman, the warriors under him are eager to go home and don't want to fight again. Alas, I am incompetent. Please ask Gian Shaman to make another move. Otherwise, I'm afraid... If there is a mutiny, I will collide with Gian Shaman... Shaman please forgive me."

Khirdan sighed helplessly, put his hands on his chest and bowed his head.

Ji'an Shaman sat high on the altar, staring at Khirdan with red eyes, and sneered, "Khirdan, are you threatening me?"

Khirdan put down his right hand, raised his head, shook his head slowly and said, "No, I'm just reminding the shaman."

Shaman Ji'an snorted coldly and said, "Bold, are you going to violate the will of the gods?"

Khirdan took a step forward and said coldly: "Shaman Ji'an, you have to think about it clearly, the gods are protecting us, not persecuting us!"

"You..." Giansha stretched out his trembling fingers angrily, pointing at Khirdan.

Ji'an Shaman took a step forward, soaring up into the air, his body suspended to the same height as Ji'an Shaman, looking up at Ji'an Shaman, and roared in a low voice: "You are letting the sons of the tribe die, you want to kill all these Is the sin all attributed to the gods?"

"I..." Shaman Ji'an was intimidated by Khirdan's aura, couldn't help shrinking his body, and subconsciously pushed Khirdan's eyes away.

Seeing this scene, the corners of Khirdan's mouth couldn't help but curl up, and the loose hair automatically took a step forward, and Gyan Shaman instinctively hid back. Khirdan was only halfway away from Gyan Shaman. He stopped when he was a few steps away, and said softly in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "You are not a god."

These shamans acted under the guise of the will of the gods for a long time, and almost forgot that they were just shamans, not gods.

Cirdan sneered, turned and left.

"Notice, pack your bags, and return north tomorrow."

The cavalry guarding outside the shaman's tent suddenly raised their swords and shouted.

"Long live the sweat, long live the sweat..."

Only then did Ji'an Shaman sit upright, listening to the cheers outside, staring at the door with resentment in his eyes, and growled: "Bold, presumptuous, this is blasphemy, the gods will not let you go."

……

Samole folded his hands on his knees and huddled in the tent, staring at the stars in the night sky with numb eyes.

"Aguda, tomorrow, it will be my turn. Soon, we will meet at the god. If what the shaman said is true."

Then, there was a long silence.

In the silent night, Samole just sat there blankly until he suddenly heard someone shouting "Long live the sweat", he woke up suddenly, walked out of the tent, and the sound became louder as soon as he got out of the tent.

A person walked by the tent, and Samole subconsciously asked, "What's the matter?"

"Khan convinced Lord Shaman that he will go home tomorrow."

After the man finished speaking, he left in a hurry.

When Samole heard the news, he stood blankly at the door of the tent, his eyes were full of astonishment, and he murmured in disbelief: "Tomorrow, you don't have to die, it's ok, go home, is this true?"

Suddenly, the gleam appeared in Samole's eyes again.

"Home, grandma, brother, sister..."

Samole squatted on the ground, hugging his head and crying.

"I'm going home, I can see my grandma, brother, sister again, woo woo..."

……

"What? Attack across the board?"

Qin Wei, who was meditating, opened his eyes in an instant, looking at Qin Hui who excitedly told him the news in disbelief.

Qin Hui replied excitedly: "Yes, I didn't expect it. To be honest, I didn't expect it either. Haha, it's incredible. We will gather all the elites of the Eighth Army, step out of the Great Wall, and attack Beidi's army at night."

This is a feat that has never been done before in the battle with Beidi.

Qin Wei has been taught by ethnology and Qin Xu since he was a child, and his knowledge is naturally extraordinary. He soon realized something, and subconsciously said to himself: "We are going to hit the Great Wall and start to fight back?"

Qin Hui still laughed excitedly and said. "That's right... Haha, this time, I will kill them all without leaving a single one... Hmph, why are they the only ones who attack and we defend? Let those bastards from Beidi see how powerful we are."

Qin Wei shook his head, and looked in the direction of the Marshal's Mansion with a complicated expression.

"No, I'm not just talking about this battle, but the big strategy."

Qin Hui was so excited that he didn't realize it for a while: "What campaign, strategy, Qin Wei, what are you talking about?"

Before the words fell, Qin Hui had already reacted, with a look of astonishment on his face, he said: "Qin Wei, what do you mean..."

Qin Wei nodded heavily and said: "Yes, since then, the offensive and defensive momentum has been easy."

Between them and Beidi, Beidi no longer attacked, they defended.

From then on, if they were to attack, Beidi would defend.

"Haha, wouldn't that be more enjoyable."

……

"kill!"

Qin Wei turned into a long sword, and a huge sword flashed by, and several people who were on patrol fell in a pool of blood in an instant.

At the same time, countless fluorescent lights of sword qi lit up from all directions.

The entire Beidi camp suddenly became chaotic.

"what happened?"

Khirdan, who won the battle with Shaman Ji'an, was in a good mood playing with a beautiful woman on the bed. Suddenly, the door of the big tent was opened, and Barton ran in in a hurry.

"Sweat, it's not good, sweat, night attack, southerners attack at night, chaos, chaos outside..."

Khirdan got up suddenly, put on a robe casually, and walked out from the room.

"Night attack? How is this possible? Those cowards from the south still have the courage to walk out of the Great Wall and attack Beidi at night?"

Barton kept looking outside the tent, nodded repeatedly, and said in panic, "Khan, it's messed up, everyone is running, let's, let's run."

Khirdan's face was gloomy and terrifying.

"Damn it, why would the southerners choose this time to attack at night?"

It was just announced tonight that they would return to the north tomorrow, and the hearts of everyone in the tribe had already flown back to Yinshan Yibei. Facing the night attack of the southerners, their first thought might be to flee home.

There may be a slight chance of fighting back.

Khirdan is also a decisive person. After thinking about this, he immediately said to Barton: "Let's go."

Button pointed to the golden throne and said, "Khan, the throne."

With a wave of Khirdan's hand, he put the golden throne into the Kong Ming bag, then looked at the other items in the big account with a distressed face, and said without looking back: "Let's go."

"Khan!" The beautiful woman realized it at this moment, and hurried to Khirdan.

Barton looked at Khirdan.

This is the most beautiful flower of the Langya tribe.

She is also Cirdan's favorite woman.

You have to take it with you even when you go south.

Not wanting to be separated for a moment.

Khirdan turned his head and glanced at the beautiful woman, a trace of reluctance flashed in his eyes.

The knife flashed.

The beautiful woman opened her eyes wide and fell into a pool of blood.

Barton swallowed subconsciously, and looked at Khirdan in horror.

"Sweaty..."

Khirdan turned his head and looked at Barton coldly.

"She is alive, and it will only affect our speed. Let's go, look for Ji'an Shaman, and we will return to the north ahead of time."

Barton looked at Khirdan in disbelief.

I don't bring my favorite woman, but I bring the Ji'an shaman I hate the most.

What, what is this operation?
"Idiot, with the help of Ji'an Shaman, it is more likely for us to escape back to the north of Yinshan Mountain."

Only then did Barton react.

Yes, compared with a woman with only a beautiful face, Gian Shaman looks equally weak, but Gian Shaman is a powerful shaman.

He has magic.

With the blessing of divine arts, their strength will be greatly increased.

What's more, the magical powers are supernatural, maybe, there will be unexpected gains for them.

"go!"

……

In the quiet night, in the quiet tent, Samole, who was sleeping with a smile on his face and still with tears on his cheeks, was awakened by a burst of fierce shouting and killing.

Samole jumped up like a conditioned reflex, the blade flashed, and the scimitar in his hand was out of its sheath.

"There are enemies?"

Samole carefully lifted the curtain of the tent, looked outside, and found that there were shouts of killing everywhere, and there were lights flickering in many places.

"Nan Ren, did you kill him?"

Samole was not as surprised as Khirdan and others. From the moment he saw the southerners, the southerners left a deep impression on him, which was completely different from the description of the southerners in Agudahe's population.

After this great battle, Samole even regarded the Southerners as the most powerful warriors of the tribe, and dared not despise them in the slightest.

Samole quickly picked up the longbow hanging on the wall. This is a weapon commonly used by his father, and it is also a treasure passed down from father to son in their family. It cannot be discarded easily.

Samole packed some dry food and water, walked out of the tent, jumped up, stepped on the horse tied to the side of the tent, looked for the north, and galloped away without any hesitation.

"Mom, brother, sister, wait for me!"

This is not the choice of a few people such as Khirdan and Samole, almost the entire Beidi barracks, most of the Beidi soldiers have a choice.

Faced with an unexpected night attack, the Beidi people's first reaction was to get on their horses, run north, and go home.

A sword light flashed.

Samole felt a warning sign in his heart, and before Jianguang came, he jumped off his horse and luckily escaped the fatal blow.

It's a pity that the horse under him was not as lucky as him. It was split in two by the sword light in an instant.

"Huh, escaped?"

Qin Hui originally thought that the man was going to die, and was about to intercept the others, but found that the other party was not dead, so he couldn't help but take another look, and immediately recognized Samole.

"It turned out to be you! It was so miserable to chase after me, but now it's finally my turn."

Qin Hui was about to make a move when he suddenly sensed the danger and quickly dodged.

An arrow landed on the ground where he had been standing before.

Then, Qin Hui saw hundreds of elite wolf riders rushing out protecting the two people in the middle.

"Damn it, this is the leader and shaman of the Beidi tribe, what bad luck."

Qin Hui was so frightened that he quickly released the signal flare.

Turn around and run away immediately.

As for the matter of chasing and killing Samole, of course I can't take care of it.

In the darkness, several arrows shot towards Qin Hui, almost blocking all his paths.

"Damn it, I'm not going to die here, am I?"

Qin Hui immediately used the secret technique, but still couldn't dodge it. Seeing that he was about to be pierced by the arrow, Qin Hui shouted unwillingly: "No, I don't want to die on the eve of victory."

A flash of sword light knocked down the two arrows that shot at Qin Hui.

"Hehe, Brother Hui, don't worry, you won't die yet."

Qin Hui opened his eyes and saw that it was Qin Wei, he couldn't help laughing loudly and said, "Good brother, thank you."

Holding the long sword in one hand and Qin Hui in the other, Qin Wei stepped back.

He watched helplessly as the elite wolf cavalry guarding the leaders and shamans of the Beidi tribe passed by their side like lightning without slowing down.

Qin Hui said unwillingly: "Just let them escape like this."

Qin Wei tightened the long sword in his hand, also unwilling, but said helplessly: "We are not their opponents. If we catch up, we will only die."

Qin Hui glanced at the fading flare in the sky: "I don't know if anyone has noticed the flare I sent, come and chase it, maybe you can catch up."

Qin Wei withdrew his gaze, shook his head at Qin Hui and said, "Have you forgotten what the commander told you before you came here? Don't fight recklessly when you encounter a strong enemy, and only attack those who are weaker than yourself. To kill the enemy, our strategic goal this time is to kill and injure Beidi's vital forces as much as possible, weaken Beidi's population as a whole, and prepare for our subsequent attack on Beidi."

Qin Hui said with a look of fascination: "To attack Beidi, I didn't dare to think about it before, but I didn't expect that we are doing it now..."

In the past, every 300 years in the Central Plains, there would be a spiritual catastrophe. The entire Central Plains was devastated, and the people were in dire straits. Facing Beidi, they could only focus on defense. There was no idea of ​​attacking Beidi.

Now, it's different.

Without the catastrophe of the spiritual tide, and with the Holy Emperor guarding the Central Plains, their strength has not been damaged, but has greatly increased.

Facing Beidi's 30 army, they defended it, and even started a counterattack, and even wanted to attack Beidi in the future.

Before, I really didn't even dare to think about it.

Qin Wei patted Qin Hui on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Okay, after resting, let's move quickly. There are 30 Di people, but we only have more than 5 and less than 6. One person must kill at least six people." He's got a whole lot of talent."

Qin Hui complained while practicing his kung fu to alleviate the aftereffects of performing the secret technique: "You think I am you, you just broke through to the Golden Core Realm and you can have the middle-level combat power of the Golden Core Realm, and you can fight at a higher level. But scouts, scouts who focus on reconnaissance."

Just as Qin Wei was about to answer, he suddenly turned his head and looked in one direction.

"There are enemies."

Qin Wei didn't care to speak, turned his body into a sword, and disappeared in place, and a stern shout came from not far away.

"kill!"

(End of this chapter)