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The violent wind and snow rolled up fine ice shards and smashed hard on the mottled fortress wall, making a crackling sound.

At the end of the vast white snowfield, the pitch-black Wolf-Headed King Flag hangs high, unfurling in the biting wind and snow.

As soon as the Black Capricorn King's flag came out, the wind in the entire snowfield seemed to have become a bit colder.

All the remaining soldiers on the fort wall stopped moving their hands, and their breathing froze for a moment.

Everyone among the border troops stationed in northern Xinjiang all year round knows the meaning of this flag.That is the symbol of the supreme commander of Black Jie. Only the Jie clan royal family will display this wolf-headed flag.

The elites of the Jie clan that they faced before were just abandoned sons used by the enemy to lure them.The real core of the killing was the Black Capricorn King who came to the front line and the more than a thousand hidden cavalry under his command.

"It's King Jie...it's actually King Jie who came to the small fort in northern Xinjiang..."

General Liu Tun stared at the distant sky, his voice was dry and hoarse, the palm of his hand holding the long knife couldn't help shaking, and his eyes were full of despair.

He had been guarding the fort for five years and had seen countless attacks by the Jie clan, but he had never encountered King Jie personally leading a team to encircle and suppress a dilapidated fort.

Using the main army of a vassal king to surround and kill more than twenty remaining soldiers, this battle was extremely absurd and extremely cruel.

Zhou Scarzi stopped repairing the wall, looked up at the ferocious king's flag in the distance, and the last trace of luck completely disappeared from his face.

He has been living in border areas for half his life and is very aware of King Jie's methods.This man was murderous, and there was never a living person wherever he went. Countless villages and towns in northern Xinjiang were destroyed in his hands.Today, Blackstone Castle collided with the opponent's personal expedition, which was equivalent to a complete dead end.

The atmosphere in the fort fell to the bottom, and the remaining soldiers who had just stabilized their morale were once again enveloped in boundless fear.

Some people's hands and feet were so weak that they had to rely on the wall to stand firm, and their eyes were full of dejection as they waited for death.

No one spoke, and amid the howling wind and snow, there was only the heavy and heavy breathing of everyone.

Su Jin was still standing on the highest wall, half of his clothes stained with blood, and every move of his broken ribs caused heartbreaking pain in his internal organs.

But his back was always straight, and his eyes were fixed on the slowly approaching Jie clan army in the distance.

Under the Wolf Head King's flag, densely packed black cavalry emerged from the darkness of the snowfield, covering the ground in blackness. The iron hooves of the war horses crushed the snow, making a dull and thick roar, gradually compressing everyone's living space.

Thousands of cavalry were marching in formation, their armors shining with cold light, the cold light of their unsheathed scimitars reflected the white snow, and their murderous aura spread across thousands of miles of snowy fields.

This is the true main force of Black Capricorn.

The dozens of elites who had fought bloody battles on the wall before were not even ants compared to the army in front of them.

"Brother Su, it's over, it's over." Chen Shitou's face was as pale as paper, and his voice was trembling uncontrollably. "With so many Jie soldiers, and King Jie coming in person, our ruined fortress can't stop it at all, and the reinforcements are about to fall into the trap..."

The other soldiers lowered their heads one after another, with despair in their eyes.

Some people have quietly put down their weapons and given up resistance.

With more than 20 remnant soldiers facing thousands of elite cavalry, the huge gap is enough to crush everyone's will to resist.

Zhou Scarzi took a deep breath of the cold wind, turned to look at Su Jin, who was thin but as stable as a rock, and said in a deep voice: "Su Jin, now that things have happened, there is no need to hold on. King Jie will definitely die if he goes to the army himself. Let's take advantage of the heavy snow cover, abandon the fort and escape through the back mountain trail, maybe we can still survive."

These words touched everyone's minds, and many of the disabled soldiers immediately raised their heads, with a glimmer of survival in their eyes.

In a desperate situation, giving up their defense and waiting for an opportunity to escape is the only way they can think of to survive.

Su Jin heard the sound and slowly turned his head.

There was no trace of panic on his face, only the calmness and coldness of someone who had experienced the battlefield.Those dark eyes swept across everyone's shaken faces, showing no mercy.

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