And at this moment, the four powerful men of Xue Ying, Yan Lan, Zhao Jue and Fang Cheng led a group of powerful men from the Fire Guards to jump up from Zhang Lang and faced the powerful men who were rushing towards him.

The two sides immediately started a fierce confrontation, with sword energy flashing everywhere, and blood flying in pieces, with shrill screams. Yang Yi's strong men were not Xue Ying, Yan Lan and the others, and they were killed to the ground one after another.

At this moment, on the battlefield of ordinary troops, Yang Yi's army shouted wildly and waved swords and guns to attack fiercely. The loud bangs of swords and guns hitting heavy shields and iron armor were heard one after another.

Although the movement was amazing, Yang Yijun was like a flood bound by a dam and could not break through at all.

The Cangting Army crossbowmen on the surrounding houses and city walls were still constantly firing arrows at Yang Yijun. The arrows flew around like locusts. Amid the shrill screams, Yang Yijun officers and soldiers were knocked to the ground by arrows.

Yang Yijun's aura could not be maintained at all. In just a moment, the entire army changed from madness to at a loss. Yang Yi was still howling hysterically, but his howling was useless at all.

Dongdongdongdongdongdongdongdong...! The sound of war drums suddenly sounded, and all the officers and soldiers of Yang Yi were shocked.

Immediately afterwards, the Yingyang Army defense line on their front retreated, and hundreds of horse-slashing heroes in iron armor, holding huge long swords, rushed out and broke into the middle of Yang Yi’s army!

The sword light flew forward like a wall. Yang Yijun, who was already in chaos, could not resist it at all. He was chopped to the ground in succession, and blood was flying, and the corpses on the ground were accumulated more and more!

A crazy Yang Yijun officer swung his sword and slashed at his opponent. With a long sword, he slashed his opponent's iron armor, but his arms were numb, which shocked him.

At this moment, the hero who was stabbing the horse on the opposite side stepped forward and waved his sword. The officer Yang Yijun was chopped down in a pool of blood without having time to scream!

Yang Yijun retreated continuously under the fierce attack of killing Ma Zhuangshi, and the entire army became more and more chaotic.

And at this moment, a sudden sound of killing came from behind them, and a Cangting army rushed up from behind and broke into their middle.

Yang Yijun could no longer resist it, and the entire army was destroyed. The officers and soldiers fled in scattered and wanted to escape, but they were either shot and killed by crossbowmen living on high places, or surrounded and blocked by Yingyang and Cangting troops on the streets, and had nowhere to escape.

At this time, the battle between the strong men had ended. The dozens of strong men from Yang Yi were no match for the Phopaus troops at all. Except for a few people who were captured, the rest were all killed on the spot.

Yang Yi was taken to Zhang Lang, and the officers and soldiers who were escorting him shouted: "Kneel down!"

Yang Yi couldn't help but soften his knees and kneeled in front of Zhang Lang with a plop.

Zhang Lang looked at Yang Yi and wanted to say some righteous words, but felt that he was not a good person, so he couldn't speak those righteous words.

At this time, fierce fighting sounds were still coming outside, and the war outside the city was obviously not over yet.

Yang Yi suddenly raised his head, stared at Zhang Lang with a resentful look on his face, and said ruthlessly: "Don't be proud! You won't be arrogant for long! Sir, he will soon break the city! All of you will die without a place to bury you!

Now that I know the truth, I will let me go. Then I may be able to say a few more good words to you and let you live!"

Zhang Lang frowned when he heard this, looked at Yang Yi and asked, "Aren't you Yang Yi?"

'Yang Yi' snorted coldly and said sarcastically: "How can we lords easily fall into your hands! I am Zhang Fan, and I am Lord Yang Yi's subordinate!"

Zhang Lang looked at Zhang Fan's face and immediately realized that the other party was wearing a human skin mask. So he winked at Xue Ying beside him. The latter understood and immediately stepped forward, reached out to fumble on Zhang Fan's face, and then pulled off a human skin mask with force.

Looking at this person again, he has become a completely different person, indeed not Yang Yi.

Zhang Lang sneered: "This guy is really a bit cunning!"

"Hmph. So, although you captured me, you still can't change anything. It's just that it takes some trouble to seize Taiyuan! You are invincible, you are definitely not your opponent!" Zhang Fan said mockingly.

Zhang Lang smiled and said, "Since you think so, then let's go to the city wall to see if your Lord Yang Yi is really as brave as you said!" Then he walked forward with the horse, and everyone followed closely behind, escorting Zhang Fan at the same time.

After a while, everyone came to the city wall.

Looking outside the city, with the light of the stars and moon, I saw that outside the city was like a boiling pot, and the two armies were fighting fiercely.

Zhang Fan's face was originally full of expectations, but after seeing the situation on the battlefield clearly, his expectations turned into horror and incredible.

It turned out that Lord Yang Yi, who was invincible in his words, was not leading his army to attack the city, but was shaking under the joint siege of the opponent's infantry and cavalry, and the entire army was about to collapse!

"This, this is impossible?" Zhang Fan exclaimed with wide eyes.

At this moment, a huge roar sounded, and a very strong heavy armored cavalry appeared. Yes, it was the Iron Cavalry of the Waves! They tore up the defensive front line composed of the elite under Yang Yi from the front with an irresistible terrible aura!

Immediately afterwards, he stepped on the wave cavalry and broke into the formation and pushed down the opponents who were blocking the front and trampled them past.

Immediately afterwards, the elite infantry and cavalry led by Zhang Liao broke into the gap torn by the Iron Cavalry of the Wave, and swept the enemy into the rolling iron hooves!

Yang Yijun's screams and screams could be clearly heard even if they were so far away!

When Zhang Fan saw this scene, he was extremely shocked, his face turned pale like a dead person, and his whole body couldn't help but tremble!

At this moment, Yang Yijun, who was still struggling to resist just now, collapsed and collapsed under the fierce attack of the Yulin Army like a sand embankment facing a flood!

The collapsed army began to flee in a hurry, while the Yulin Army infantry and cavalry covered up all the way. The swords and guns raised blood in the sky among the crowd. The shrill screams were terrifying even if they were so far away!

...

The sun rose from the east, and the hustle and bustle of war had returned to silence.

The people who were frightened for a night couldn't help but let go of half of their hearts. Many people pushed open the door to see what was going on outside.

At this time, a cavalry ran down the street, shouting: "Last night, Yang Yi attacked, the general had defeated Yang Yi, and he is now chasing the disabled! Don't worry about the elders and fellow villagers!..."
Chapter completed!