Border Soldier: My fiancée snatched credit and broke off the engagement, so I promptly became a marq

Ugut did not send anyone else from Zhengpo Chong.

The wolf's horns rang out two short and one long.

After hearing this, Anato immediately looked behind the stone beam.

"He's looking for the path to the spring."

Wild Dog Gully has a steep north slope and a gentle south slope, but behind the stone beams, there is a narrow gully carved out by spring water. In summer, sheep can roam freely, and in winter, the water freezes into ice, allowing people to climb up by clinging to the cliff face.

That road is only wide enough for two people to walk side by side.

Chen Mu had inspected the grain camp when he occupied it, but there weren't enough people to seal it off.

How many people will come?

"Ugut's most formidable White Wolf Guards."

Anato wiped the blood from her scimitar onto her fur coat.

"No less than one hundred."

Only twenty-eight people remained standing on the stone beam.

Chen Mu left Shi Tou, Er Gou, and eighteen men to guard the front, while he led He Dashan, the soldier with the broken finger, Ana Duo, and seven less seriously injured soldiers to the back ditch.

Er Gou got anxious.

"Corporal, your shoulder is still bleeding!"

"Your mouth is drooling too."

"My teeth are loose."

"Then close it tightly."

Chen Mu pressed the black pot flag into Er Gou's arms.

"If they charge again, don't wait for me."

"Once we reach the flag, we'll lead the rest of our men on horseback toward Blackrock Fortress."

Er Gou hugged the flagpole, and the color drained from his face.

"And what about you?"

"I'll block them from behind."

"What if it can't be blocked?"

Chen Mu did not answer.

He had already led his men down the stone beam.

The ditch was more slippery than I had imagined.

A layer of blue ice covered the gravel, and you could slide down it if you stepped on it. Chen Mu told everyone to take off their cotton socks and put them over the soles of their boots. The coarse cloth, after getting wet, froze and could actually hold onto the ice.

They had just reached halfway down the ditch when they heard low, labored breathing coming from below.

The White Wolf Guards have arrived.

The northern barbarians at the front wore white leather armor, carried swords and cloth bags, and didn't even have horseshoes. They were barely audible fifty paces away.

The leader was a young man in his twenties.

He was half a head taller than the average northern barbarian, with a golden wolf tooth hanging from his left ear and a curved sword at his waist inlaid with emeralds.

Anato recognized him.

"Batu".

"Ugut's eldest son."

He Dashan whispered, "Kill them?"

Anato shook her head.

"He could strangle a wolf with his bare hands when he was twelve years old."

"You should think about how to survive first."

Chen Mu watched as the White Wolf Guards drew ever closer.

The ditch is too narrow.

The enemy outnumbered them, but they couldn't charge forward together.

They were few in number and had nowhere to retreat.

At the very front, there is an ice slope, with a dozen or so round stones frozen by spring water pressing down on the bottom of the slope.

He Dashan glanced at the stone.

"Smash it?"

"It can only kill the first few."

Chen Mu drew his short sword.

"The stones will be left to seal off the retreat route."

He had five people press themselves against the recessed part of the ditch wall, while he and Anato lay prone at the top of the ice slope.

Batu led the White Wolf Guards up.

Ten steps.

Five steps.

Chen Mu could see the ice crystals on his eyebrows.

Batu suddenly stopped.

His nose twitched.

"It smells of blood."

Anato leaped down the icy slope.

The curved blade cleaved straight at Batu's face.

Batu reacted swiftly, raising his knife to block the attack while grabbing at Anado's throat with his other hand. Chen Mu followed closely, sliding down the ice slope and kicking Batu in the chest.

The three people collided.

The White Wolf Guards immediately rushed upwards from behind.

He Dashan and his men charged out from a hollow in the ditch wall, their short spears aimed specifically at the throat and thigh. The long knives couldn't be swung freely in the narrow ditch, and the two sides were practically face-to-face stabbing each other.

Chen Mu and Batu rolled down the ice slope for more than ten steps.

Batu's back slammed into a rock, but he didn't let go. He punched Chen Mu in the injured shoulder, causing the stitches to burst open in two places.

Chen Mu was in so much pain that his arm went numb.

Batu flipped over and straddled him, pressing down with both hands gripping the knife.

The tip of the knife slowly approached his eye.

Chen Mu braced his hands against the back of the knife, blood flowing from his shoulders into his collar.

Batu grinned maliciously.

"Han dog".

"Your woman will watch me cut off your head."

Chen Mu couldn't understand the second half of the sentence.

But she understood the look in his eyes.

He suddenly released one hand.

The blade tip pressed down instantly, grazing the brow bone.

At the same moment, Chen Mu pulled out a confiscated horseshoe from his waist and smashed it against Batu's ear.

a bit.

Batu tilted his head to the side.

The second blow shattered the golden wolf fang.

As the third blow landed, Batu finally released his grip on the knife and tried to dodge.

Chen Mu's knee had already pierced his lower abdomen.

The two players' positions were reversed.

Chen Mu shoved the horseshoe into Batu's mouth and grabbed the broken knife, holding it to his throat.

"Kneel down."

Batu couldn't understand.

Chen Mu stabbed him through the thigh with a knife.

Batu screamed and slammed one knee into the icy water.

Anado cut down a White Wolf Guard, turned around and saw this scene, and shouted in the Northern language.

"The young master has been captured!"

The White Wolf Guards in the narrow ditch were thrown into chaos.

Some wanted to save Batu, some wanted to retreat, but those behind kept pushing forward. He Dashan seized the opportunity and led his men to push and kill.

The guard with the severed finger stabbed a White Wolf Guard in the stomach with a spear, but was grabbed by the guard as he pulled the spear out. The two rolled into the icy water, and the White Wolf Guard pulled out a short awl and stabbed him in the chest.

He Dashan lunged forward and used his body to knock the short cone aside.

The awl-shaped blade pierced his ribs.

He grunted and twisted the other man's neck with his backhand.

The guard with the severed finger got up and saw the blood on He Dashan's body; his eyes instantly turned red.

"You're shielding me again?"

He Dashan clutched his ribs.

"I owe your brother."

"You owe him, not me!"

"Then you accept it for him."

He Dashan wanted to go forward, but his legs went weak.

The guard with the severed finger carried him on his back.

"You owe me!"

"I'll pay it back when I'm alive!"

He carried He Dashan back up, but did not put down the spear in his hand.

Chen Mu dragged Batu to the top of the ice slope.

The remaining White Wolf Guards dared not charge any further.

They wanted to withdraw from Quangou from the rear.

Chen Mu raised his hand to the soldiers.

"Push the stone."

The ice layer next to the dozen or so round stones had long been broken open.

Seven people lifted it up with their shoulders.

The first pebble rolled down.

Then came the second piece, and the third piece.

The stones rolled faster and faster in the narrow ditch, breaking people's legs, crushing their chests, and completely blocking their escape route.

The White Wolf Guards were caught in the middle.

Chen Mu's knife is in front of you.

Behind them were rubble and the corpses of their own people.

Anado called out in the northern dialect.

"Throw down your knife and kneel down!"

The first White Wolf Guard lowered his sword.

The second one tried to charge, but Chen Mu slashed his throat open with a single stroke.

The remaining people finally knelt down in the icy water.

Of the 108 White Wolf Guards, 29 fell in the ravine, and 43 were bound. The rest retreated towards the ravine's mouth through the rubble, not daring to push their way up.

Batu's hands were tied behind his back, and the horseshoe in his mouth was replaced with burlap. Half a broken knife was still stuck in his thigh, and he had to kneel down with every step he took.

As they walked out of Quangou, Batu suddenly spoke a long string of northern dialect to Anado.

He spoke softly, but his eyes clung to her like a snake.

Chen Mu asked, "What did he say?"

Anato's face turned cold.

"He said that when I was twelve years old and moved into the Ugut camp, I was already his kept woman."

"Whether I escape to Han territory or die here, I will eventually end up in his tent."

Batu grinned when he heard her translation.

Chen Mu stopped in his tracks.

He grabbed Batu by the back of the neck and dragged him to a thin piece of ice by the spring ditch.

Before Batu could understand, Chen Mu shattered the ice with a single step.

The icy spring water reached above knee-deep.

Chen Mu pressed his head down, slowly pushing it into the water.

Batu struggled desperately, and the burlap in his mouth quickly became soaked. Bubbles kept coming out of his nostrils, and with his hands tied behind his back, he could only kick wildly with his injured legs.

Only when the struggle weakened did Chen Mu lift the person up.

Batu choked so badly that he vomited bile.

Chen Mu asked Anado, "Tell him, who is whose woman?"

Anado looked at Batu's bruised face, and a smile slowly appeared in her eyes.

She translated it word by word in the northern dialect.

"I am my own person."

"You are now Chen Mu's dog on the leash."

Batu still wanted to curse.

Chen Mu pressed his face into the ice water again.

This time it will take even longer.

When he was pulled up again, Batu didn't even dare to look at Anado.

The White Wolf Guards behind them all lowered their heads.

Ugut's eldest son once made countless herdsmen kneel and kiss his boots.

Now, every time he takes a step toward the stone beam, he has to drag his injured leg and kneel into the icy mud.

Chen Mu did not have anyone carry him.

"Climb it yourself."

Anato translated for him.

Batu stared intently at Chen Mu, his eyes burning with hatred.

Chen Mu kicked him in the back of the knee.

Batu knelt down again.

"If you dare to come up this ditch, you'll have to crawl on your knees to finish."

Forty-three prisoners tied themselves together with their belts and carried the wounded He Dashan toward the stone beam. The captured white leather armor, scimitars, and short bows were all carried on their backs.

Halfway there, shouts of battle came from the front again.

Taking advantage of the White Wolf Guards' attempt to find their way back, Ugut sent another 300 men to attack Zhengpo.

Er Gou, guarding the black pot flag, had retreated to the back of the last hay truck.

Despite being stabbed in the left arm, Stone remained standing at the front.

The northern barbarian soldiers charged forward, stepping over the first wave of corpses, and were only twenty paces away from the flag.

Er Gou saw Chen Mu emerge from the back ditch and shouted at the top of his lungs.

"The corporal is back!"

"They even caught someone with a gold tooth!"

The people on the stone beam perked up.

Er Gou only had nine people left.

Just as the three hundred men were pressing down the slope, four more border soldiers fell. One had a spear piercing his chest, but even in his dying moments, he clung to the spear shaft, refusing to let the northern barbarians pull it away; another had a hook around his neck and was dragged down the slope, but halfway down, he used a short knife to sever the opponent's Achilles tendon.

The knife wound on Shi Tou's left arm was so deep that the bone was visible.

He wrapped the cut sleeve three times, biting it tightly with his teeth, while still holding the horseshoe hammer in his right hand.

Er Gou asked, "Does it hurt?"

The stone grinned.

"It's not as ugly as you losing your teeth."

They both laughed.

The northern barbarians had already charged within ten paces.

They weren't guarding it because they weren't afraid of death.

Instead, the cattle, sheep, wounded soldiers, and black pot flags behind them had become the first things they could truly grasp in their hands.

If we take a step back, we'll be back to the days when others would give us half a bowl of food and take away our weapons at any time.

Nobody wants to go back.

Down the slope, the northern barbarians saw Batu walking on his knees.

The centurion at the front stopped on the spot.

Ugut's eldest son was tied with ropes, knives stuck in his legs, and dragged up the stone beam like an animal.

The shouts of the northern barbarians suddenly turned chaotic.

Chen Mu pushed Batu to join the cause.

"Make them back down."

Batu refused to say anything.

Anato drew her sword and pressed it against his other leg.

"If you don't speak, I'll cut off your knees first."

Batu looked at her.

"You dare betray your uncle?"

Anato pressed the knife down.

"Kumu asked the same question before he died."

Blood gushed from Batu's leg.

He finally shouted something down the slope.

The Northern Barbarian soldiers who were charging forward all stopped.

Some people turned to look at the central army.

Ugut also saw his son.

Hundreds of steps away, no one could see his face clearly.

All that could be seen was the black wolf banner suddenly slamming down.

The second wave of 300 people began to retreat.

They were not defeated by the wall of carts, nor by the rubble.

Their young master knelt beneath a black pot.