The battle was about to begin, and Zhou Zongliang was both nervous and excited. His mind was filled with images of wearing a yellow robe and accepting the cheers of the crowd. How could he rest at ease? The night attack on Lingshan was the most critical part of the plan. He must win without losing! Victory,

Then he could expand his army to kill Benjie Prefecture; if he failed, everything would stop and his dream of restoring the Chai family would be shattered. He was restless in the room and simply called Deng Chengbiao and other close generals to patrol the streets together.

Zhou Zongliang climbed up the outermost stone wall and looked towards the direction of Lingshan Town. He saw the red light in the sky as red as blood, and he couldn't help but feel excited. According to the time calculation, the Battle of Lingshan is almost over, and if nothing happens, he will make a lot of money.

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Deng Chengbiao smiled and said: "The Qin family is rich but not strong, and they will never be able to withstand our army's thunderous strike! I wish you a great victory, young master, and conquer the Jiezhou!"

Other generals shouted wisely: "I wish you, my young master, to become emperor soon!" "Young master, I will be invincible in all battles and unify all nine states!" "The ambition to achieve hegemony is now!"

Zhou Zongliang looked up to the sky and laughed loudly, and generously promised: "When I conquer Jiezhou, I will raise the banner of the Great Zhou Dynasty. All the ministers who have made meritorious deeds will be promoted to high positions, and I will be rewarded with gold, pearls and beauties. We will share the blessings together!"

"Okay!" "Thank you young master!" "Young master is so wise and powerful that a real dragon descends from the earth!"

When everyone was chatting and laughing, they suddenly saw a few fires burning in the distance, and the sound of hoofbeats could be heard, but a group of cavalry came quickly. Deng Chengbiao stroked his beard and said: "God bless people who return home in triumph, and the horses' hooves are galloping on a cold autumn night!"

After a while, more than 20 horsemen rushed to the door in a hurry. All of them took off their helmets and armor, and their hair was hanging down. Many of them had arrows stuck in their backs, and their arms and thighs were wrapped with blood-stained bandages. There were many appearances.

It's as miserable as it gets.

Hey, are we defeated? How is this possible?! Zhou Zongliang couldn't believe his eyes, as if he was struck by a bolt from the blue and turned into a stone statue.

The defeated group of remnant soldiers banged on the door with the back of their swords and shouted: "Open the door quickly, Lingshan is defeated! We have urgent military information to report to the young master!"

The leader of the gatekeeper called out: "Which battalion are you from? What are your credentials?"

The group of people said angrily: "I have worked so hard to break out of the siege, where can I get the evidence?" "If you delay the military situation, the young master will kill you!" "Stop being so nagging, open the door quickly!"

Zhou Zongliang, Deng Chengbiao and others were standing beside them. How could the leader of the gatekeeper dare to disobey the order and let him go? He insisted: "Hand in the token first, and only one person is allowed to enter to report!"

The group of people were so angry that their lungs exploded: "Fart!" "You blind thing!" One person suddenly and swiftly took off the riding bow beside the saddle and shot an arrow, hitting the gatekeeper in the face.

In an instant, another seven or eight iron hooks with ropes flew up and stretched straight on the top of the wall. Several large men held horizontal knives in their mouths, stepped on the wall, and quickly climbed up the ropes.

There was a sudden shock, and everyone stood stunned.

Plop! The corpse fell from the wall with a muffled sound. Zhou Zongliang shouted: "The enemy is attacking!!" He drew his sword and grabbed it with a lunge, slashing two rope hooks in a row. The third sword swung away, and a good man's head flew into the sky.

, blood spurted out like pillars.

The generals came to their senses in a flash, drew their weapons and rushed forward to cut. The soldiers guarding the gate took up their bows and arrows and fired at the cavalry below. The arrows crisscrossed and screamed. In just a few blinks, the group

The remaining soldiers in disguise were all defeated and fell into a pool of blood.

Zhou Zongliang shook off the blood drops on his sword and said with lingering fear: "What a danger! Fortunately we were there to help, otherwise the gate would have been lost." If he hadn't suddenly decided to patrol at night, the soldiers guarding the gate would have been caught off guard and massacred.

Someone asked worriedly: "I wonder where these people come from? Is the news of Lingshan's defeat true?"

As soon as these words came out, the place was as cold as an ice cave.

This group of thieves is fierce and brave, with superb archery skills. They pretend to be remnants to snatch the gate. This courage is not something that ordinary bandits can possess. The other party has probably been coveting it in the dark for a long time. It is obvious that he is very aware of the situation in the town and also knows about the elite night.

The attack on Lingshan. Currently, Xiantao's defenses are empty, with only six to seven hundred people left garrisoning the old nest. If Zhou Zongliang, the leader, is captured and killed, even if the Qin family is successfully attacked, it will be meaningless.

The night wind howled, and a fire suddenly lit up in the mountains in the distance, and countless black shadows began to move up and down, like raging tides washing against the embankment - hundreds of cavalry were attacking in the middle of the night!

The large cavalry was like a ghost army emerging from the ground, wearing black clothes and black armor, holding weapons and torches, shouting and screaming, with fierce flames in the sky. As the cavalry approached, strong winds blew, and the sharp and cold killing energy beat against the stone walls.

, it almost makes your blood freeze.

Even from a distance of more than a hundred steps, you can still smell that wild and fierce smell.

"They are horse thieves, not soldiers!"

If you fight against the Song army, you can surrender and surrender if you lose, but if you encounter a murderous horse bandit, losing will mean your head will fall to the ground!

Everyone couldn't figure out why a large number of horse thieves suddenly attacked Xiantao, and the timing was perfect. What conspiracy was hidden behind it? Seeing a powerful enemy appear, the guards immediately sounded the warning gong and called frantically for reinforcements from their companions.

"Dang——! Dang——!"

Those who were napping under the wall, resting in the temporary barracks, and the soldiers patrolling the streets all changed their colors and gathered at the gate desperately. Those who arrived first quickly picked up various defensive equipment and threw themselves on the wall to guard;

Those who arrived would guard the doorway, put up sandbags and bricks to build a line of defense, and be ready to intercept.

For a time, the sound of horse hooves, gongs, shouts, running sounds, and orders were intertwined, resounding through the night sky. Everyone knew that a fierce battle to the death was inevitable.

Deng Chengbiao said in a deep voice: "Zuo Weixiong, you take command! I will escort the young master out of danger first!"

After all, Zhou Zongliang had a tender face, so how could he have the nerve to escape in the middle of the battle? He grabbed Deng Chengbiao with his backhand and said angrily: "No, I won't leave! I want to lead the way, I want to join the war!"

Deng Chengbiao advised: "Young master is so noble, if he is reduced to fighting with thieves face to face, wouldn't it be a joke?"

Zhou Zongliang said: "I..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly heard a bowstring being plucked, and a terrifying and piercing scream quickly approached. Deng Chengbiao couldn't help but grab Zhou Zongliang, jumped off the stone wall, and stood with his back against the wall.

Phew! Puff! Dang!

A group of feather arrows, as dense as a dark cloud, fell in an arc and stuck on the walls, roofs, and streets, as if large patches of hard weeds grew instantly. Many unlucky soldiers screamed when they were struck by arrows, and dropped their weapons.

Equipment, desperately shrinking into a ball.

The sound of horse hooves thundered, and the waves of arrows seemed to never stop.

Amid the screams, the strong smell of blood spread with the wind.
Chapter completed!