When the fifty Yan army warriors stayed behind, they left many weapons, many bows and arrows, and naturally there were many shields. On one hand, the arrow suddenly shot, killing four or five people. However, the others had already used shields to face upwards and squeezed together, as if a large protective shield was formed on it. The rockets shot in, all hitting the shields, and they could not harm the Yan army warriors...

The warriors of Yan army raised their shields to block the rockets while extinguishing the burning flames on their companions.

The warriors guarding behind the huge rocks still held on. The shield soldiers held the shield steadily, and their companions were already blocking the rain of arrows for the spearmen. After the rockets were shot in, a group of people rushed in crowded and wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to climb over the huge rocks. The spearmen here still shot guns one after another. Even if the other party cut off the spear, a companion from the Yan soldiers would hand them back to the spear. If someone on the side was stabbed by the Wei soldiers' spear, someone would immediately fill it up. In short, no Wei soldiers would be allowed to come in.

These fifty people knew very well that behind them were thousands of brothers. Since the Wei people were crazy, once they were let in, nearly two thousand brothers behind them would be in danger.

Even if they all died here in battle, they could not let a Wei soldier go there.

What they were even more excited was that the one who stayed with them was the dignified general of the Northwest, who stayed with him and lived and died together. This glory was not something that everyone could enjoy.

Somehow, after seeing the power of the general on the battlefield, everyone had already developed a respect for Han Mo, and only felt that with Han Mo beside him, he would win this battle.

The Wei Bing obviously discovered that after the rocket was shot in, it was useless. The Wei Bing still fell next to the huge rock, all of whom were anxious.

At this time, outside the front line valley, more than a dozen Wei generals gathered together, spread the map on a huge rock, surrounded the map, and were arguing about something.

"Absolutely impossible!" A general shook his head and said, "At least two hours, they can walk out of the First Line Valley." He pointed to the map and said, "On both sides of the First Line Valley, the nearest road is around the opposite exit, and it will take eight hours. When we arrive there, they have already disappeared. You see, there are several roads that can be chosen by them after they leave the First Line Valley. If you want to catch up with them or even surround them, it is almost impossible to accomplish." He looked at a general and said, "So it is impossible to divide the troops to block the exit!"

"So can we reach the top of the first-line valley? If we can reach the top and throw stones from above, these guys will definitely be smashed into meat paste." A general said in a deep voice: "And we can chase directly from above. The Yan army is exhausted, and the marching speed may be slower than we imagined. Maybe we can catch up with them before leaving the valley, condescending, so that no one of them will be left!"

"General Luo is innocent." A general sneered: "You don't look at what the cliffs on both sides of the First Line Valley look like. Even if we have climbing tools, it is not only dangerous for brothers to climb this steep cliff, but it is not possible to do it in a short while. I will also tell you that it is also rugged and steep, and even if you climb it, it is extremely difficult to march. Although the first Line Valley is narrow, the road is very flat.

He got up very quickly... You don't think about it. The Yan army is now running for life. Even if they are exhausted, they have to run away. How could they go slowly?" He clenched his fists and said coldly: "There are really masters in the Yan army. This line of valley has always been rare, and even I almost forgot that there is such a place. The Yan army can find this place and get rid of us from here... How are they more familiar with the terrain here than we do?"

"According to what you say, we are helpless and blocked by the dozens of clowns of the Yan army?" The Commander Luo was obviously dissatisfied: "Don't forget that the marshal is still in their hands, and it is so shameful and humiliating. Are we just watching them capture the marshal?"

"I'm just talking about what's the use of these." Someone next to me said coldly: "The Marshal was captured, and no one dared to take action. He watched the Yan army take the Marshal away..."

"Didn't you order an attack at that time?" Someone also sneered: "You are afraid of taking responsibility for the relationship. Will others be responsible? If you accidentally hurt the marshal, who can afford it?"

"Don't quarrel!" A general shouted angrily: "Don't forget that the responsibility we shoulder is to take Han Mo and disrupt the invasion of the Wei army. The Marshal said at the beginning that this is a dangerous move. If you can't hold Han Mo and lose EYang Ridge, then both sides will be empty, and our Great Wei is in danger. Originally, Wenmo has become a thing in your palm, but now such a huge change has occurred. The EYang Ridge is probably lost. For the sake of the current plan, we can only do our best to hold Han Mo at all costs...!" His eyes stared at the narrow but crowded entrance of the first line of valley, pondered slightly, and finally said: "Commander Fu, you are from the Jiugong Camp, can you quickly build a catapult? Let's smash it in with a catapult to see if they can withstand it!"

The person called Commander Fu shook his head and said, "The catapult cart can't be built in a short while." Suddenly, he thought of something and said, "There are more than a dozen strong men in my camp, so they can throw huge stones into it to see if they can kill them!"

"That's all."

At that moment, the Wei army immediately summoned the strong men and asked people to prepare the huge stone. It is naturally not difficult to find the huge stone at the foot of this stone mountain.

The strong men were ready. In front of them were shield soldiers to prevent Yan army from shooting arrows and protect the strong men. The strong men were preparing to use huge rocks to smash them into the inside and force the Yan army to retreat.

The generals of the Wei army thought this was a good way, so they gathered at the entrance of the front line, waiting for the strong men to force the Yan army to retreat and rush in at any time.

At this moment, a scout suddenly came hurriedly, holding a bamboo tube in his hand, ran to a general, knelt down on one knee, and presented the bamboo tube, "Anti-report!"

The general's face changed slightly, and he hurriedly took the bamboo tube. With his hand, the bamboo tube broke. He took out a letter from it and looked carefully. His face became even more terrible. His body shook, and he raised his head in horror and looked at the other generals.

"What happened?"

The general handed the letter in his hand to someone else, saying word by word: "The Feng Guoren... are calling!"

...

While the Wei soldiers were preparing, Han Mo and others got a moment of breathing.

These dozens of people alone have dragged the Wei army for nearly an hour.

After this brief relaxation, Han Mo felt unbearable pain in his body. He knew in his heart that he must have been exerting too much force and his muscles were overloaded. He had already been in a tight state before, and his body muscles were also tight. He could not feel the pain in his body, but at this time, he was a little looser and the pain spread.

He gritted his teeth and held back. At this moment, he heard Yan Bing shouting in front of him: "General, it's not good, they have new tricks!"

Han Mo said in a deep voice: "What do they want?"

"They came a group of people with extremely tall heads and strong bodies, and they looked like strong men in the army." Yan soldiers in front were slightly panicked in their voices: "They want to use huge rocks to break a road!"

When Han Mo heard this, he frowned.

Although it can withstand the impact of the Wei soldiers and also use shields to block the opponent's arrows, the opponent has sent strong men to use huge rocks to open the way, which is a bit difficult to deal with.

After all, those big rocks hit the scene, and their power was strong. Although these warriors were full of fighting spirit, they were physically weak after all. It was extremely difficult to use their shields to block the huge rocks. They could withstand one or two big rocks. When they reached three or four, they would have no strength to bear it.

If you continue to stay here, you may be killed by the huge rock smashed by the opponent's strongman.

All the Yan soldiers around looked at Han Mo.

Han Mo thought for a moment and immediately took Wang Siyu off his back, then carefully held it on Jueying's horse's back, then took out the iron hook finger from his body and put it on both hands.

Everyone didn't understand Han Mo's intention for a moment.

Han Mo said in a deep voice: "Everyone, you can hold on first and draw their attention away!" Then he tied the blood copper stick to his back with his clothes, without saying much, approaching the mountain wall on the left, and pressing the steep mountain wall with an iron hook finger, and then began to climb upwards.

Everyone was full of confusion, and a voice came from the front of him, "Brothers, Wei Gou is coming, be careful!"

Everyone immediately raised their shields, and someone said, "The back team shoots arrows and blocks them!"

The ten Yan soldiers in the innermost part of the valley immediately bent their bows and arrows, shooting towards the entrance of the valley. A loud whistle sound was heard. The Wei soldiers and shield soldiers slowly came into the front, and there were two strong men in parallel behind. The valley was narrow and could pass through five people, but these strong men were all tall and mighty, with a much bigger body than ordinary people. They barely had three people in parallel, but they had to have a place to let their companions come forward and rotate, so they only had two people in parallel.

The two strongmen were holding huge stones in their hands, weighing at least two hundred pounds. They shouted "hoho" and gradually approached the huge rock obstacle of the Yan soldiers. However, they saw that the two strongmen had stopped, obviously having determined the distance. Then they saw them suddenly throwing the huge rocks in their hands. The two huge rocks flew forward one by one and smashed them straight towards the Yan soldiers.

Two "boom boom" sounds, two huge rocks hit the shield formation that were closely connected one by one. The huge rock weighed more than 200 kilograms. After being thrown, the pressure increased sharply. Although the Yan soldiers gritted their teeth and stared at it, they could not help but smashed the shield formation. Several people could no longer support it, and they were hit by the huge rock. The two were hit in the head and died immediately. Another person was smashed to the waist bone and screamed. One of them had one leg broken and his thigh could no longer be pulled out.

The Yan soldiers were all extremely shocked. If they insisted so much, they could not find a way to deal with the strong men. I was afraid that these people would be killed by the huge rocks one by one.
Chapter completed!