The two were so scared that they were speechless. They felt that their bodies were like a small boat in the sea, rising and falling with the waves, and they could not help themselves. They had to grit their teeth and dare not make a sound. When the tremor of the earth gradually passed, they were about to breathe a sigh of relief, but the shouts of killing outside gradually sounded, but the people left by the Tatars began to attack Huamen Fort.

For a moment, the rain of arrows swept over the head, and from time to time the rift arrows came in through the gaps in the carriage. Wei Wu raised his sword to block it, and Zhu Houzhao looked out and saw the Tatars starting to rush towards the castle behind them one after another. The rain of arrows shot out from above, holding long swords one after another, with fierce faces, and the Tatars who screamed strangely were immediately caught on the arrow, and they immediately turned over...

This kind of charge is like a life-threatening and a rainbow. From the perspective of the two, it is a direct face, and the visual and auditory shock is unparalleled. If someone else comes, you will be afraid that you will pee your pants on the spot!

"Bang……"

Finally, the rain of arrows in the castle became sparse, and someone rushed to the carriage. The knight fell down immediately, and the horses crashed into each other. The two were shocked and turned backwards...

Then more and more Tatars rushed up, and the arrows in the fort were exhausted, and there was no way to stop the Tatars from attacking. More and more Tatars rushed to the bottom of the castle.

"Aoah..."

The Tatars had disheveled hair, exposed their breasts, and made waves of howling sounds like wolves. They carried a long sword and stepped on the corpses of the tribesmen piled up into the mountains, climbing upwards...

Although these bunkers are built strongly, they are not big cities like Datong, with high and deep cities. When the arrows of the defenders in the fort are shot out, it will be the beginning of the fight between the two sides...

The shouts of killing were endless above the bunker, and they could not calm down for a long time. The tragic tragedy was not something that people who were in the scene could not understand. Wei Wu and Zhu Houzhao were hiding under the pile of corpses, and their bodies were already soaked in the blood of unknown enemy or their own people. The two of them did not move...

I don’t know how long it took, but the shouts of killing outside finally subsided...

Wei Wu then gently moved away, and a Tatar corpse pressed against his body, and looked out from the gap. Zhu Houzhao also squeezed over to watch with him.

"Bang……"

Someone threw a corpse from above and landed in front of them. The body with bleeding facial features and wide eyes was a Daqing soldier. He had not died when he fell down. He saw Wei Wu and Zhu Houzhao, but he raised the long sword in his hand in a subtle way. Both of them shrank their necks.

"Wow..."

A vague shout came out from his throat, and then he stared and swallowed with his eyes wide open!

Wei Wu and Zhu Houzhao looked at each other, Wei Wu looked sad and said whispering,

"He must think we are Tatars!"

Zhu Houzhao bit her lower lip tightly, and the blood in her eyes was filled with blood.

"If I can go back, I swear to get up the king's army and kill all the Tartars!"

Wei Wu sighed,

"We'd better pass this level first!"

The Tatars were brave in fighting, but they were not very careful in cleaning the battlefield and timbers. So many corpses were lying on the battlefield, but the Tatars just separated the people from both sides and piled them up and stopped paying attention. Wei Wu and Zhu Houzhao were looking for an opportunity to escape when the Tatars were dragging the bodies.

The two of them lay in the pile of weeds not far away, staring vigilantly. At this time, the sunset was setting, the dusk was dark, the breeze blew the weeds on the plains, and the birds and crows returned to the forest, everything seemed so peaceful and peaceful.

If it weren't for the corpses piled up into mountains, the bloody smell coming from the wind, and the strong choking breath, just looking at the burning clouds in the sky, Wei Wu and Zhu Houzhao would have suspected that it would be a nightmare to flow into blood before!

The two were silent for a long time, and Zhu Houzhao asked,

"What should I do now?"

Wei Wu remembered the homework that Sister Qi had done for him at this time, and replied,

"The Tatars believed in shamanism. Why didn't they pack up their bodies? They just waited for the shaman's wizard to arrive, and then the wizard did it to burn the dead and let their souls return to the embrace of the gods..."

Zhu Houzhao didn't understand,

“That’s true, what does it have to do with us?”

Wei Wu turned around and looked at him, his eyes flashed with a fierce look.

"The Tatars killed so many of our brothers, and we just left?"

As he spoke, Wei Wu pointed to the pile of corpses in the distance, one was thrown on the top and facing the sky, with a dark face and a little old. Both of them were very familiar with each other, but it was the veteran...

Zhu Houzhao was shocked by her body, and the tears that had been holding back finally burst out from her eyes. He buried his head deeply in the soil in front of him, whimpering and trembling. After a long time, he raised his head and said with red eyes.

"Have you ever asked him for his name?"

Wei Wu shook his head silently. It was the first time in his life that the two young men truly realized the cruelty of war. This was not the majesty of the general in the script, nor was it the light sentence of killing a few people in the script, or the casualties of our army.

War is the bloody faces in front of you, the corpses that have lost their lives, the broken limbs and broken arms, the blood flows into rivers, the shouts and screams, the separation and death. Yesterday, there were people who were chatting and laughing with you, and today I will never go back to my hometown, and I will not see my wife and children, and become a cold, hard corpse. I am looking up to the sky, with my eyes wide open, and my hands slightly bent, as if I were asking the sky,

Why fight?

What is the meaning of war?

Zhu Houzhao's tears flowed down again,

"I...I want to give my family a pension!"

Wei Wu sighed, reached out and patted his shoulder.

"Your Majesty... Let's wait until we return to Datong, and find a way to find their family!"

I don't even know the name, how to find it?

"Um!"

Zhu Houzhao pulled her sleeve and wiped away her tears. The red silk in her eyes was densely covered with red silk.

"Tell me, why do you ask the Tatars for some blood debt first?"

Wei Wu thought about it and responded,

"I just thought that they were going to burn the body tonight, so I thought that Huamen Fort had fallen, so we burned it there. The food and weapons inside must not be cheaper than the Tatars!"

Zhu Houzhao's eyes lit up when she heard this, and he said with a heavy emphasis,

"You're right! You can't be cheaper than the Tatars!"

The two of them discussed it. Seeing that it was getting dark, the Tatar shaman had arrived. The Tatars lit a bonfire and gathered outside the castle. When the shaman wizard circled around the fire, sang and danced for a long time, he stopped and sang the last long note, and then raised his hands and waved it down, and someone began to lift the body.

Wei Wu, who was hiding not far away, poked Zhu Houzhao with his elbow.

"Quick! That's when..."

The two of them quickly got up and sneaked over from the grass. They were not far from the pile of corpses. They were only about twenty steps away from the pile of corpses. They were like those Tatars. They carried a corpse and walked towards the fire. They were covered in blood, and they were covered in Tatar clothes, with hair loose. They were mixed in the crowd in the dark, and no one noticed them.

The two of them imitated the others, one raised their heads and the other raised their feet, and the body swung open in their hands when they shouted.

"One...two...three...bang..."

The body was thrown into the fire and was immediately engulfed by the blazing flames. Soon, a burnt smell came out, and another crackling sound came out.

Burning corpses is also a time-consuming and laborious task. They cannot burn too much at once. Therefore, under the command of the shaman, they moved and stopped, and waited until the corpses in front were almost burned, and then threw them into the new corpses.

The two of them took advantage of the chaos of the crowd and quietly retreated to the direction of the bunker. There were people coming and going at the gate of the bunker, and no one was prepared for it. The two of them walked in swaying.

After entering the gate, Zhu Houzhao whispered to Wei Wu.

"How do we burn it, and where do we start?"

Poor that His Majesty the Emperor was so old that he had never done this kind of murder and arson. This was the first time in his life. His skills were inevitably unfamiliar, and he felt confused and had no idea how to start. It seemed that after he arrived, he had become proficient in practice. He would do such a thing without hesitation!

Wei Wu responded to the Tao,

"First look for something combustible, then look at where it can be burned, and click that place as quickly as possible!"

After saying that, he looked up at the sky.

"There will be a strong wind tonight, so it is most suitable to set fire!"

The two of them went to find combustible things, Weiwu Dao,

"I saw the Daqing border defense sign given by Jie Jie before. It said that this kind of bunker is a checkpoint for frontline combat, and it can be stationed at most a battalion of troops. Therefore, it was dug up a cellar to store grain and weapons, and maybe tincture oil was also included!"

The Daqing border army needs patrol at night, so it is naturally necessary to illuminate. Ordinary torches are not durable. However, the special torches in the army are made of high-quality tincture oil with rosin or animal oil. The torches made are burn-resistant and water-resistant and will not be extinguished even in the rain.

The two went to search for the cellar, but it was not difficult to find. There were several steps not far from the gate. From here, the cellar was the cellar. At this time, the Tatars gathered outside to watch the shamans as if they were playing the great god. There was no one here. The cellar had been broken when the Tatars attacked. The two of them were unobstructed all the way. When they entered, they saw that there was still blood on the ground, and they couldn't help but feel secretly hated.

Because the Daqing defenders' materials were also useful, they would not be destroyed. Therefore, although the defenders died, the things inside were still intact. Naturally, when the Tatars withdrew, they would be taken back to their country as spoils.

The two of them cursed,

"Bah! The Tartars are so beautiful. Grandpas are burning, and they won't leave them to you!"

The two of them searched around and found a wooden barrel about ten and a half-person tall. They opened it and looked at it in the fire. It was indeed full of tincture oil. Wei Wu was about to move it out, but Zhu Houzhao stopped him.

"Let's wait a moment..."
Chapter completed!