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Chapter 151 Attacking the Black Wind

"Sir Sergeant, look!" Liu Erhu shouted at the distant mountains.

Tu Yue, the sergeant commander of the corps who were marching rapidly, stopped quickly and looked up in the direction of Liu Erhu's finger. On the distant mountains, a bonfire was burning. The firelight was like a lightning bolt in the dark night, dazzling and gorgeous.

"No, it's a bonfire warning!" Sergeant Tu Yue's face changed, "The Dynasty Army has discovered us!"

Sure enough, with the first fire on the mountain, fires appeared one after another in the mountains further away, extending to the distance.

Sergeant Chief Tu Yue yelled: "Everyone runs forward!"

The three thousand soldiers of the flag camp led by Tu Yue all saw the fires in the mountains in the distance. Under Tu Yue's order, they stepped on the snow and ran forward quickly. They were about to arrive at the Black Wind before the enemy reinforcements arrived.

Lin Chuan also saw the fire on the mountain. His face was solemn, and he expressed concern in his heart whether Tu Yue could seize the black wind vent, but the snow at this moment made the troops move slowly, and he was anxious.

"Cis, come here." Lin Chuan waved to the deputy commander Sith.

Lin Chuan said with a serious expression: "Now the Dynasty army has discovered us, so we can't wait any longer. You will lead the troops behind the palace, and I will lead the troops first."

As the rapid copper whistle suddenly rang in the queue, the messenger with a small black flag on his back shouted hoarsely: "The general has an order, throw away all the weights! Break forward with a lightweight!"

"The general has an order, throw away all the weights! Progress lightly!"

At this moment, officers at all levels hurriedly shouted to the team: "Don't throw away all the things except armor and weapons!"

The marching blankets, water bags and various small objects carried by the soldiers were thrown on both sides of the road, making a jingle sound.

The soldiers ran forward with great strides, their rapid breathing made waves of white mist rise from their mouths, and weapons and armor made a clang of collision.

Running rapidly, thousands of battle boots stomped heavily in the snow, making dull sounds and mud splashed.

Lin Chuan held Sith's hand and said solemnly: "Old guy, please."

Sith nodded seriously: "General, don't worry, we will follow you as soon as possible if we are crossbows and other supplies."

On a cold winter night, tens of thousands of soldiers of the 1st Corps of Nanchuan ran wildly in the forest. They were sweating profusely and could even wrung out the military uniforms.

Although they were out of breath, no one of the soldiers stopped. They looked firm and moved quickly.

In the forest, under the cover of snow, thorns cut through the soldiers' skin. Some soldiers tripped on the ground by stones and had their heads broken and bloody, but no difficulty could stop them from moving forward.

The soldiers of the Nanchuan Army are now undergoing regular training, and the most basic subject is the armed cross-country five kilometers every morning. Previously, some officers and soldiers complained that Lin Chuan was too harsh and ruthless, but at this moment they were all grateful to the general.

As the Nanchuan Corps was running wildly in the forest, a low horn sounded at the Black Wind.

The dynasty soldiers at the Black Windkou were like a huge insect nest, and countless dynasty soldiers ran out of the barracks and headed towards the defense line.

The fires from the mountains in the distance are like dazzling stars in the dark night, burning and the rising of war also indicates the arrival of war.

A dynasty military camp ten miles away from Heifengkou is stationed here. The Second Guard Corps of Jiuyuan Provincial Governorth is all cavalry.

Their main task was to guard against the Nanchuan Army's advance north. After receiving the fire warning, 30,000 cavalrymen had already rumbling out of the camp and rushed towards the Black Wind.

In the dark night, the cavalry urged their horses to run wildly, and people kept falling off their horses and cursing.

Because no one expected that on this cold winter night, the Nanchuan Army would not sleep well and run to raid. The cavalry had silently greeted the eighteen generations of the Nanchuan Army's ancestors in their hearts.

On the empty field, 30,000 cavalry galloped and ran, like a torrent of rumbling sound, the earth shook, and the flags rolled up in the north wind.

At this moment, the commanders of both sides knew the importance of the Black Wind. Unconsciously, they were stuck between the mountains. The Black Wind Trough, which exists as a checkpoint on weekdays, suddenly became the focus of competition between the two sides. Whoever occupys this place will take the initiative.

This is a contest between cavalry and infantry, and it is an unfair speed competition, but at this moment, the commanders of both sides increased their horsepower and rushed towards the Black Wind, and then advanced!

At four o'clock in the morning, the Nanchuan Army advanced a thousand-man team, led by the sergeant commander, first arrived at the Heifengkou. He did not care about the fatigue of the long-distance raid, and he launched an attack on Heifengkou.

At this moment, only 800 soldiers were left in the advance team of thousands of people. Under the leadership of the sergeant, they charged at the Black Wind Entrance. The soldiers gasped and thrust guns, and rushed towards the Black Wind Entrance with simple defense lines.

The guarding of the Heifengkou was a thousand-person team of the Jiuyuan Provincial Garage Force. When they saw the fire warning, they just entered the defense line and encountered an attack from the advance troops of the Nanchuan Army.

This was a hasty offensive and defensive battle. The defense of the dynasty thousand-man team was in chaos. Many people gathered in a hurry and didn't even have time to wear armor. The bows and arrows were even placed in the barracks.

As the attacking Nanchuan army, they had just experienced a long-distance raid and had not had time to take a breath, and their combat power was also greatly reduced.

Black Wind Inlet is a gap between two mountains. To the south of Black Wind Inlet is a vast forest, and to the north of Black Wind Inlet is a flat wilderness.

The terrain of the Black Wind Inlet is very slow, five hundred meters wide. The dynasty soldiers stationed here dug deep trenches, set up deer firewood and fences, and wire mesh is pulled up and laid at the forefront.

"Attack!" The sergeant chief of the Nanchuan Thousand People Team roared like thunder, exploding in the night sky, shaking people's eardrums hurt.

In the darkness, the soldiers in the Thousand People Team led the way, holding a sharp sword and a firm round shield, and rushed towards the defense line of the Black Windkou Dynasty.

"Shoot the arrow! Shoot the arrow!" Fear and despair were hidden in the shrill voice of the dynasty officer.

The dynasty soldiers did not know how many Nanchuan troops fell to the ground in the darkness. They only saw black shadows rushing towards them. The panicked soldiers' faces were filled with fear and their hands could not help but tremble.

Under the roar of the officer, the 100-Arrow Team quickly shot the first round of arrow rain. The arrows roared and overturned the Nanchuan Army soldiers running in the front to the ground, blood soared and dyed the snow red.

The soldiers of Nanchuan were all veterans of war. They kept their bodies as low as possible and curled up behind the shield. When the rain of arrows passed, they quickly jumped up. Within a few jumps, they had already advanced several meters.

With the sound of tearing, more than a dozen soldiers running in front raised their swords to break the wire mesh set up, and more than a dozen holes suddenly appeared. The soldiers of Nanchuan rushed in along the holes.

With the shrill screams, Nanchuan soldiers fell into the trench full of sharpened wood. The wooden spear pierced their bodies, and a scream of despair came from the trench.
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