: Fighting

The ants will smell the smell when the rainstorm comes, so they move their homes to the highlands. The grass-roots can also smell the smell during turmoil, but the only thing they can do is to return home, as if the home is the safest place. It is safer than wandering around the streets.

The palace was very lively, but in the era of cold weapons, there was no sound of cannons. The people outside the palace didn't know what was being tinkered with, but the wind had spread. At first, an unknown horse team ran from the downtown area and rushed straight to the palace. Those with knowledge could already smell something wrong. Later, when the palace was in trouble, some small officials ran home and the news spread.

News is not a rumor. What can be said most is that I didn’t hear the drum sound at the hour of You today. The drum sound in the palace city is a signal that controls the rotation of guards in each gate, and it is also a signal that values ​​are above and below in the yamen. It was terrible to be quiet this evening and I didn’t hear a drum sound. Isn’t there a problem?

The usually prosperous Dongcheng suddenly became deserted, and the ground was full of messy goods that were overturned, and it was a mess. Of course, it was not valuable things. Silk and porcelain had been moved in long ago, mainly fruits, vegetables, etc., and they were trampled into a mess. This way, it was like a plague suddenly broke out and everyone was killed.

I saw that there was a man in the market, with his hair and ragged clothes, and it turned out to be a beggar. The beggar was leisurely and leisurely, calmly picking out the relatively good fruits in a pile of trampled fruits, and stuffing them into his arms while eating them. He held a pile in his arms, held one in his mouth, and held two in his right hand, looking very greedy.

A bankrupt beggar looked very lonely when picking up the fruit, which made the entire Dongcheng City even more lonely.

In Chengtian Gate, it seemed that it suddenly became lonely. When I saw that when I was talking with force, the verbal battle had lost its meaning, and Xue Chongxun no longer scolded Li Longji.

A bright armor on the opposite side flashed with the last stream of sunset, and the sword and spear stood up like a forest, slowly unfolding the attack queue.

Tang Chaoren wiped his palms on his clothes and sweated hard. He turned his head to Xue Chongxun and said in a deep voice: "After defeating this guard, the Ten Thousand Cavalry Camp of Xuanwu Gate will most likely arrive too."

Xue Chongxun's face was pale. If he could not kill Li Longji directly, even if Chang Yuankai and the others successfully mobilized the Yulin Army to fight, could he defeat tens of thousands of cavalry?

He let out a long sigh, his face showed an extremely ugly smile, and he smiled at Tang Chaoren, "I didn't sleep well when we were resting during the day, but the dream was very good. I dreamed that I returned to my childhood hometown, nothing changed. There was a river outside the yard, and the uncle's house on the right... I remember that there was a girl next to me in the dream, very beautiful."

Tang Chaoren didn't know that Xue Chongxun's childhood hometown was a faraway place. He thought he was talking about the Xue family in Hedong, so he smiled and said, "Xue Lang has indeed not been back for several years."

Xue Chongxun slowly touched a horizontal knife on his waist, and he brought two.

Tang Chaoren asked again: "Who is that little girl? Do I recognize her?"

"You can't recognize it." Xue Chongxun looked at the iron armor group in front of him.

Tang Chaoren said: "How did that little girl and you later?"

At this moment, I suddenly heard a voice behind me and shouted: "Brother, I am still your right wing!"

When Xue Chongxun and others turned around, they saw that it was Wu Chongxing, the Wu family. Erlang Kuan, who was big and thick, had a curly face and had a long beard. He looked a little older than Xue Chongxun.

Wu Erlang was carrying a sword and wearing a large purple flower silk, which looked inconsistent. He probably came up from outside and heard the sound of the wind.

"Okay! We brothers play another polo game." Xue Chongxun laughed.

At this time, Xue Chongxun saw a woman wearing white clothes like Chang'e on the Chengtian Gate Tower. Who is his mother? Wu Erlang came immediately: "Our mother has just come here, right up there."

"See it."

Xue Chongxun suddenly pulled out the horizontal knife with a "swish" sound..., rode his horse and ran a few steps, raised the long sword to the city tower, and shouted: "I fight for the princess of the Tang Dynasty!"

The troops immediately shouted. After hearing this, Wu Erlang laughed and almost burst into tears. I remember that the elder brother shouted in the last polo game.

The first wave of cavalry on Li Longji's side had raised their long weapons and formed a line of pin characters to activate the horse's hooves. Xue Chongxun immediately shouted: "Zhang Wulang, the coach of the left brigade, follow me to attack!"

"The last one will receive orders!"

"Bao Cheng, the Right Travel China Travel will follow up!"

"Get orders!"

One hundred people from the left brigade were formed, and ten fire men formed two rows of horizontal lines, and they pulled out their weapons. The sunset was setting, and the hats and bamboo pieces on their bodies were gray-black, echoing the elongated black shadows on the ground.

Xue Chongxun looked back and shouted: "Take care... We will be brothers in the next life!" After that, he raised his long sword and pointed to the front: "Defeat the enemy!"

Seeing this, an eunuch on the city tower whispered to Princess Taiping, "Your Highness's two sons rushed forward, Wu Erlang is not wearing armor..."

Princess Taiping had no expression on her face and was silent. Her neck was straight, and she still maintained the noble demeanor that the palace ladies were common, staring at the situation under the city without moving. No one knew what she was thinking.

I saw that the flying tiger group below the city tower was divided into three formations, which had hedged against the past, and now everything was too late.

After the first wave of attacks led by Xue Chongxun, he skillfully changed the formation. The two teams formed a double vertical shape, like a sharp arrow straight... into it.

At fifty steps, the arrow feathers in the air flew like locusts. The flying tiger group wearing bamboo armor had almost no defense against bows and arrows, but the narrow formation effectively reduced the threat and there were few casualties.

Received the prelude to the enemy, the troops burst into a shout, and Tang Chaoren shouted: "Switch!"

In an instant, the double vertical formation spread out to both sides like a paper fan, forming two fan shapes on the left and right with Xue Chongxun as the center.

That's not a fan, it's two sword lights!

"Bang bang bang!" The people and horses on both sides collided like two groups of mad cows, and suddenly they were overturned and shouted and killed.

It was said that it was very fast, and a corpse was left underground instantly. Xue Chongxun's army directly holed... and the striker of the Eastern Palace Guards was thrown behind him. The Flying Tiger Regiment China Brigade immediately met their forward who had lost their momentum.

Li Longji and others were behind their vanguard team. When the first wave of the Flying Tiger Regiment suddenly broke through the forward, Li Long was shocked. Unlike Xue Chong, he did not know martial arts at all, nor did he fight, but could only plan and engage in politics... When he saw this thunder and lightning scene, he had forgotten the comparison of pros and cons, and said in a panic: "Hurry, stop them!"

Xue Chongxun's loud shout was in his ears: "The one wearing yellow clothes is Li San, and the one who killed his head was named Qianhu Hou!"

Li Longji's second wave of guards was already rushing towards him. At this time, Xue Chongxun's left brigade's forward had lost dozens of people, and the remaining people were weak. But he understood that killing Li Longji was the ultimate goal, and the rest were all over the clouds.

Unexpectedly, I penetrated it... and the fighter plane was right in front of me! At the critical moment, who can take care of the enemy and the few?

"kill!"

"Erlang, right wing! Tangtuan Zheng, left wing! Cover Zhang Wulang and rush over! Zhang Wulang, look at your archery skills!" Xue Chongxun lifted his sword and rushed.

Zhang Wulang said: "Eighty steps! If you fail to hit Li Sanlang, I will eat the arrow!"

The heavy armored guards in front of him looked like a steel wall. The bright light and the clanging metal grinding sounded...the rubbing sound made Xue Chongxun feel as if an egg hit a stone.... In an instant, the scene of biting a walnut shell with his teeth appeared in his mind.

"Bang!" A knife slashed the shoulder of a soldier opposite. The blade slipped and penetrated the armor. The blood on the man's neck burped out and covered his neck and fell off the horse. Xue Chongxun rushed into the enemy group as soon as possible.

"Bang bang bang bang!" There was only iron and blood in my eyes, iron was flashing, and blood was flying around. Some were shouting, some were crying, and some were howling. This is hell on earth.

In the orange and red light, Xue Chongxun's sweat splashed in the air. With a glance, he saw that the dozens of flying tiger regiments had already died. He saw that a single flying tiger regiment cavalry was surrounded by a group of people, covered with arrows, like a hedgehog, as if he was not dead yet. He was still shaking his hand while sitting. "Shake!" At this time, a big sword swept over and the hedgehog's head flew away.

"Swoosh!" Suddenly an arrow flew past, and Xue Chongxun's neck felt cold on the left side, and then it hurts so much that he touched it with his hands and was covered in blood.

"Xue Lang!"

"It's okay, mosquito bites, so take a few more steps!"

There was a loud shout behind him. Bao Cheng, who was performing in big swords, was carrying a big sword and following him in blood. All the vanguards of the Eastern Palace behind him were killed. The right brigade of the Flying Tiger Regiment came stepping on the corpses. The blood from the corpses on the ground had not yet flowed, and a horseshoe stepped on, and the blood splattered like a waterline.

At this time, Li Longji, who was behind the army, had turned his horse's head and Gao Lishi said, "Wang Maozhong, hold on!" After calling out, the hundreds of cavalry beside Li Longji turned around to protect him and left.

"Li San is going to run!" Xue Chongxun shouted, waving his cross-cutting sword while continuing to rush forward. At this time, the flying tiger group that was trapped in the enemy group was completely injured and was divided into scattered places. There were only four people left on Xue Chongxun's side!

Xue Chongxun is in the middle, Wu Erlang is in the right, Tangtuan is in the sitting position, and Zhang Wulang is in the back. After a while, they all hung up the lottery in many places.

Among them, Xue Chongxun is located in the middle, with a special identity and is the key to taking care of the archers. He has several arrows inserted on his back. Fortunately, he is wearing armor. Zhang Wulang also has arrow feathers on his body, and he is still repeating several movements, pulling arrows from the archer, pulling strings, pulling, and shooting arrows, and making them all the same.

"Ah!" Suddenly, a scream was heard, and a Mo Dao swept over and Tang Chaoren's left arm flew out. After a while, another rider rushed towards him, and Mo Dao looked at Tang Chaoren's chest.

"Zhang Wulang!" Xue Chongxun was too late to rescue and shouted without looking back.

Zhang Wulang's head was covered in blood and sweat. He reached out to the quiver and touched it, and suddenly grabbed the empty quiver. The quiver was empty! Seeing that the enemy cavalry was approaching, Zhang Wulang directly reached out to grab an arrow inserted into his arm, gritted his teeth and pulled it down, and put it on the arrow. "Swoosh!" In the right eye of the enemy cavalry, the man fell directly from the horse, and the knife in his hand wiped Tang Chaoren's stirrup.
Chapter completed!