Jiangshan is a matchmaker: Husband, please stay

Chapter 215 The Battle of the Barbarians
Payne was taken aback, his eyes turned red instantly, and he looked up at Nie Wuhuan, "My lord, I don't ask for any title."

Nie Wuhuan looked at the marks on Payne's neck, and his heart sank, with mixed emotions in his heart.

After thinking about it, I was indeed a little drunk last night, but I was not so drunk that I didn't realize what I did, so I said, "Let's go, leave the palace, maybe I won't tell others how you use poison to seduce you. Me, get out."

Payne was startled, and tears flowed down her cheeks. She threw the things under her sleeves on the ground, "My lord, Payne did nothing wrong."

Looking at the medicine powder on the ground, Nie Wuhuan pinched his aching forehead, remembering that he had asked Zhou Xiang to drink with him for no reason last night because of the fact that Su Jiu was so depressed, and although he was a little vague about what happened afterwards, But I still remembered it clearly, so I put on a thin shirt, picked up the water bottle, scattered the powder on the ground, and shouted at the people outside, "Come on!"

This day Nie Wuhuan did not go to the court, but went directly to the barracks, because the army received news that the barbarians were in chaos, and they were afraid that Yue Zhao would be affected, so they wanted to make plans.

Nie Wuhuan leaned on the couch and listened to the spies' report without saying a word.

The north wind is howling, the snowflakes are flying, and the sky is dark and the moon is closed.

The three-legged confrontation of the barbarians has already been carried out here. In the Weihe River, which forms the iron triangle, the battle has been carried out for three days and three nights to the last moment.

Wearing armor and holding a banner, Mo Xian led three thousand elite soldiers to stand for a long time in the endless snowy night.

Behind him was the Shura battlefield last night, and the dead bodies were lying all over the ground in the wind and snow before they could be removed.

Tonight is their last battle.

Wu Han led a small group of elites, but they encountered a strong enemy at a critical moment. In their view, Mo Xian was just a fluffy girl who defeated his own sister, which was really hard to boost their morale.

For a moment, all the soldiers were disheartened. They thought that after several days of tenacious resistance, even if they were attacked, they would be able to preserve the last ounce of strength and retreat to the back ground. But for some reason, Wu Han came to double-face them. There is an obstacle in front, and there is no way out in the back. It seems like a turtle in a urn, and the plan discussed in advance has reached the point where there is no way to do it.

According to secret reports, the situation behind is critical and the army has already retreated.

After nightfall, Wu Han will lead [-] elite troops to intercept.

When Mo Xian saw that the situation was not good, if that was the case, then how did they retreat? They stayed here for a month, just to resist the strong enemy ahead and wait for reinforcements, but at this juncture the reinforcements had to retreat, like a bolt from the blue.

Immediately, they distributed all the food left in the army in a hurry, and those who could carry a spear could not squat in the corner waiting to die. That night, there were only 3000 people left in the drag.

Due to the towering mountains here, there is heavy snow after winter.Surrounded by those [-] cavalry, they were like prey surrounded by groups, but Mo Xian was still neither humble nor overbearing, holding the banner high, looking at the young man at the head of the team opposite.

She drank in a low voice, "Who is on the other side?"

"Wu Hanle, the eldest son of the Wuhan clan."

"I am today's coach, Mo Xian."

The two sides did not fight, Mo Xian was bound to win, Wu Hanle resisted to death and had no hope of life, if God really wanted him to die today, he would die vigorously, for the sake of Wu Han who had already escaped The tribe earns its last chance.

The cold wind was blowing all around, and the cold wind hurt people's faces like a knife. Mo Xian stared at the white spot in the distance with a pair of tired eyes. At last, she heard a low cry and waved the banner, "Kill me!"

"Kill..." Immediately, a monstrous aura came over, only the remaining aura of three thousand was not inferior to Wu Hanle's army.

Wu Hanle sneered, tightened his grip on the horse's belly, and immediately shot an arrow, "Brothers, kill me, leave the lieutenant general to me."

The two armies clashed, and three thousand cavalrymen pierced the belly of Wuhan's soldiers and horses like a slender needle.

It was windy and snowy all around, and the vast expanse of whiteness made people feel mysterious.

Mo Xian's elite soldiers were as high-spirited as they were fighting in the mouth, the spears in their hands were moving like wind, the two sides fought, and wherever the spears went, Wu Han's soldiers fell to the ground one after another, screaming in shock, and their blood turned red immediately. river.

Mo Xian's eyes have been focused on that white figure. Although there are many women among the barbarians in the past, there are no women who kill the enemy. Today, it is a woman who leads the battle, and it is just a woman. After several defeats, they retreated steadily.

The broad knife in Mo Xian's hand fell to meteors, and his face became deeper and more solemn.Raising the broad knife in his hand, he chopped down the Wuhan soldiers flying towards him, and the man immediately fell to the ground with a howling horse that had been knocked down.

There are few people in Moxian, but their morale is high and their fighting spirit is high.

The tiger wings of three thousand elites, like a cicada chrysalis, guarded Mo Xian's side, piercing directly into Wu Han's belly in an oval direction.

Immortal Mo moved gracefully, galloping across the snow on horseback.

"Ha!" With a shout, the formation changed, like a spread of wings spread out on the snow.

Mo Xian pointed at Wu Hanle opposite, "Kill!"

Immediately, like a ray of dawn in the open sky, he straddled his horse and galloped away, beheading those who blocked the way one by one, and the wreckage of the broken arm scattered on the road in a strange arc.

Facing him, Wu Hanle turned his wrist, and threw out the horsewhip in his hand. With a "pop", a whip flower was spun in mid-air, and swirled towards Mo Xian's cheek.

Mo Xian shouted angrily, raised the broad knife, and with a "ding", the horsewhip shot on the wide knife, spreading out a spark of starlight.

Wu Hanle trembled, and the guard behind him shouted and was about to gallop up, he shouted, "Get out of the way."

"Coax!" Shocking momentum came from all directions.

Mo Xian was stunned, his eyes were fierce, his eyes were as red as fire, and he realized that in the blink of an eye, there were less than five people surrounded by her flattery, who were seriously injured and died soon.

Mo Xian said in a deep voice, "Kill!"

Suddenly, Wu Hanle dismounted from his horse, "Slow!" He shouted.

Wu Hanle looked up at the broad knife in Mo Xian's trembling arm, raised his hand to block the ice blade that was about to cut her cheek, and said with a smile, "Mo Xian, why don't I make a deal with you."

"If you want to kill or cut, it's up to you!" Mo Xian shouted, just now she broke into Wu Hanle's trap in a hurry and fell into a trick. It was her negligence, no matter what, she would not surrender.

"..." Wu Han remained silent, looking down at her.

Mo Xian clenched his silver teeth and glared.

Wu Hanle smiled again, and said, "It will never be difficult for you, not to mention, this matter is only beneficial to you but not harmful to you, how about it?"

"..." Mo Xian was stunned, and looked at Wu Hanle with cold eyes. He had a handsome face, a tall stature, and a horsewhip wrapped around his waist.Such a handsome man with extraordinary martial arts is actually the eldest son of the clan chief of the Wuhan Kingdom. If he hadn't claimed to be a man, Mo Xian would have thought that he was just like himself, a woman who was unwilling to give up and not to be outdone.

"Hehe, you Wuhan tribe has always wanted to proclaim yourself king, but you have insufficient troops, and because you can't plant and cultivate, you can only survive on your own nomads. In addition, you despise and spurn women, causing many women in the tribe So I left because of this, I believe that there are not many women in the clan now? In this way, how can you develop? Haha...It’s ridiculous, the clan that used to be respected by women will develop to such a situation now, compared to you It’s also very distressing, imprisoning your matriarch, supporting your father, but achieving today’s situation, it’s really a joke, it’s wishful thinking to ask me, Mo Xian, to cooperate with you.”

Wu Hanle was startled, staring at her intently, and after a while he smiled brightly. He finally understood why Mo Xian was able to cling to the barbarian Wang Yuwen Changle, who was only a few years old, and live until now when all the barbarians rejected her.

In today's world, who else is like Mo Xian, compared to men who are comparable?
Wu Hanle laughed loudly, "Hahaha..."

Mo Xian knew that they were defeated, defeated by their own decadence, defeated by their own pride.

"I don't regret my death, but Wu Hanle will fail sooner or later, and it's not at our hands. It's because of your ignorance and your arrogance." Mo Xian said softly.

Wu Hanle chuckled, put away the long sword in his hand, carried it on his back with one hand, wandered around in front of Mo Xian's horse, and finally said resolutely, "I'll let you go home, after five days, we'll meet again Fight here."

"What do you mean?" Mo Xian asked.

"Hehe, it doesn't make any sense. I just want to have a fair battle with Mo Xian. We have been winning steadily all the time. Isn't it because we have more people? Our soldiers are well-equipped and plentiful. Compared It is reasonable for you to win.

But I want to see Mo Xian's true strength, so I will allow you to rest in this city for five days, maybe your reinforcements will have arrived by then, or Mo Xian will retreat all the way with the remaining soldiers and horses, but no matter what For what reason, I just want to have a fair fight with Moxian, and at the same time, I also believe that if Moxian loses that time, he will definitely be convinced, right? ! "

"Haha, Wu Hanle, you are nothing more than that, you should kill me, you are too naive to let me go back just to let your people go."

"Hahaha..." Wu Hanle laughed loudly, "It's really smart, but I still want to give it a try. Besides, I don't want to kill you right now."

"If you want to kill, you will kill. I, Mo Xian, have never been afraid of death, especially at this moment, I am afraid that those of you who escaped first will be captured by us, and I will be exchanged for all of your heads. My Mo Xian why not."

Wu Hanle was taken aback for a moment, shocked in his heart, just now he was so focused on catching Mo Xian that he forgot his own rear, and now it might be too late to go to support him.

"Little Wang Wu Hanle, don't forget that you have your own people, and you, Wu Hanle, are willing to fight against your father in order to protect the old and young. In this way, we can ask them to leave. If today..." Mo Xian He hesitated to speak.

Wu Hanle froze, thinking of the people in the city who were suffering from hunger, the old and the weak, women and children, and those babies who were crying for food, he couldn't help but frowned, and shouted angrily, "Huh!"

"Mo Xian, your subordinates are right. In five days, those people can be transferred. I will definitely not be afraid of being obstructed by others. Maybe I can give them some food."

(End of this chapter)