In the crowd, a half-old man came out of the chaotic team and shouted loudly: "Jiao Niuer, what are you doing? Will you be a soft boy at this time?"

The old man had a gray beard, which was Cao Wusui. He was old and experienced. He was able to speak in the military camp in the border area. In this situation, he immediately stood up and scolded him.

Jiao Niuer was the leader who led the team to leave. His deceased father was an old friend of Cao Wusui, and he had always listened to Cao Wusui's words very much. In this battle, his village was originally remote, and Cao Wusui sent someone to send a message to join the battle. On weekdays, Cao Wusui roared, and Jiao Niuer would bow his head, but today he turned his head and yelled at Cao Wusui.

"Grandma, Jiao Niuer can't obey her fate! He wants to take his men to survive!"

Cao Wusui said angrily: "Now Heng'an Yingyang Mansion has fought to the death to kill the Turkic dogs, you see it all. Heng'an Mansion has suffered a disaster, so why don't you leave it and run away?"

Jiao Niuer shook his head: "If someone comes out and say something, come out with a constitution. We men from the border, whoever leaves will never enter the ancestral grave in their lifetime! Now we are hiding, and no military generals will meet. Why are we still waiting to die here? Grandpa, let's see, who will take a grain of food away?"

Jiao Niuer roared. These men from the border either pulled off their bags or opened their saddle bags. The inside was empty. At most, some of them were fed the horses on the way, and there was no essence at all.

"We have left all our food for the Heng'an soldiers! We are hungry and have to walk for three days before we can return to our own village! Most of the food stored in the village has been taken out. I don't know if we can survive this winter! What we think is nothing more than our brothers, who died in the same place and in the village where our ancestors have been staying for peace of mind! Grandpa, do you think we can leave!"

Jiao Niuer's roar was justified and blocked Cao Wusui's words. Many of the people who came from border military camps joined Jiao Niuer's team silently, but they pulled off the precious dry food bags on their bodies and threw them on the ground.

For a time, more and more people from the border military camp gathered, and dry food bags fell like rain. These dry food bags were already light and fell on the snow, and there was not much sound.

Such a scene seems to be the desperate situation of these brave men from the border areas.

There were more and more Heng'an Yingyang soldiers coming, but seeing this scene, none of these Heng'an Yingyang soldiers stepped forward. Only the Heng'an Yingyang soldiers were blocking the gate of the village.

The Heng'an Yingyang soldiers who arrived were also led by military generals, but none of them ordered the suppression.

These border men came from their own military camps and took out a small amount of food and fodder for military use. Now they are in desperate situations, leaving all the food and returning hungry. At this moment, what reason do you have to push them with a knife and a spear?

Even Heng'an Yingyang's heart is not despair. It's better to let these rural soldiers and archers in the border areas live a life!

Quan Jinliang was also in the team. His tent was very close to the gate of the camp. When the sound of commotion came, he rushed over immediately. There was no way to see this scene. He could only ask the guards around him in a row: "Have you sent someone to ask the eagle to attack them? Where are the Lord Yuchi and the others?"

The personal guard was sweating profusely and replied ill: "We sent people to spread the word! It's not just our team! But things suddenly started, where can we have time for a while?"

This camp was originally a scale of thousands of people, and was mainly prepared for the cavalry. Its vastness was far beyond the scale of ordinary infantry camps. The Zhengbi Department did not have as rich experience as the Han family, and the scale of the camps was even larger. The larger the scale, the harder it was to defend. So Liu Wuzhou dared to make up for the camps. But now something suddenly happened at the gate of the camp, and someone was sent to inform Liu Wuzhou and rushed over to Liu Wuzhou. After a while, there was no time left.

During this period, whether it was blood or the brigade of the village soldiers and archers left, the morale of the Heng'an soldiers completely collapsed!

Quan Jinliang didn't want to wield swords and guns at these brothers who had fought side by side. He was so anxious that sweat fell one by one, and said with hatred: "My mother, so aggrieved! It's better for everyone to run south and fight to the death with Wang Rengong! Death is more enjoyable!"

He asked to the personal guard again: "Where is General Yuchi?"

The personal guard replied: "General Yuchi will stay in the central army tonight! Yuan Si will also accompany the chief secretary!"

Now, the person who was worth enough was clean and could not catch up for a while. Quan Jinliang was so anxious that he hit his thigh with a horse whip, and his eyes lit up again: "Where is Mr. Le?"

The personal guard shook his head: "Mr. Lelang took the initiative to take the post to patrol outside, and he was not in the camp!"

Just as the middle-level generals of Heng'an Yingyang Mansion were anxious, this team of village archers, which had expanded into hundreds, surged forward again under the leadership of Jiao Niuer.

The team guarding the gate of the village had almost wrinkled his facial features. Every soldier looked at him. The originally stable array of spears also shaking at this time, and the sharp blade reflected like waves.

The team was looking at the dry food bags all over the ground, and then on the archers of the village soldiers with disheveled heads and bad clothes. Finally, they lowered their heads, sighed softly, and waved their hands suddenly.

The man under his command took back the spear formation and slowly moved out of the way. Someone even opened the camp gate.

The team was looking up at the sky and suddenly roared: "My mother, what have we done wrong!"

The soldiers made way open, and with a creaking sound, the camp gate slowly opened. Jiao Niuer bowed to the team. But the team turned its head and didn't look at him more.

Gradually, the Heng'an Eagle Racing soldiers gathered on the left and right sides, all of them lowered their heads.

On the grassland to the north, no matter what kind of enemy goes south, they are not afraid. Even if the enemy cavalry is like a black velvet blanket, covering every corner of their sight!

But there is always something that makes them powerless. The lives and deaths of these border soldiers seem to never be placed in the hearts of those who are above them.

They were still firm and held the weapon's hands tightly, and at this time they slowly let go. The top of the horn covered with arrow marks seemed so heavy that they could no longer hold on, so they were about to hang their heads.

The original persistence and pride seemed to have no meaning at this moment.

The camp gate finally opened, but the team surging forward suddenly stopped. Everyone looked up at the front of them.

At the camp gate, a team stood there silently. The torches were ignited and the sound of the hunt was heard. Everyone in this team was covered in black armor and wrapped in a cloak. At this moment, they still had to carry their backs straight and could fight at any time!

Xu Le stood in front of the team. During this night, Xu Le's eyes were terrifyingly bright!
Chapter completed!