"Close the city gate! Close the city gate!"

A Jin Bing captain guarding the city gate waved his machete and roared. He could almost see the sneer on the face of the strong man not far away.

Dozens of golden soldiers immediately ran out and hurriedly cleaned up the corpses at the city gate.

But how could Xiang Jian give them this opportunity to close the door? When he ran to the city gate, Xiang Jian pulled the reins fiercely, his horse's hooves leaped high, and he jumped directly over Wu Linhe's body. Xiang Jian jumped into the air.

He also bent down and pulled out the spear stuck in Wu Linhe's body.

"Bang!"

The horse's hooves hit the ground hard and the chest armor of a golden soldier was shattered on the spot.

Xiang Jian held the gun barrel with both hands and swung it in a circular motion. The dozen or so golden soldiers who had just surrounded them were knocked to the ground like autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves.

"Beiliang army enters the city! Kill!"

Xiang Jian raised his bloody spear and shouted angrily.

"kill!"

Behind them, more than a thousand Cavalry Sirius troops swarmed in and began to kill the golden soldiers around the city gate. Their purpose was simple, to hold the city gate and wait for reinforcements to arrive.

There were already a large number of torches flashing not far outside the city, and the Xianden Camp and the Banliao Camp, which were one step behind the cavalry, were galloping towards them without any effort.

"Everyone!" Wanyan Zongcheng's face had turned from anger to calm. Looking at these generals who had served under him for many years, he said solemnly: "I'm afraid today will be our last battle. I feel guilty for not being able to defend Tanzhou City.

, but please pick up your weapons and die like a prairie man!"

After saying a word, Wanyan Zongcheng turned around and headed towards the main camp in the city, where there were still the last few thousand elite cavalry troops.

The generals gritted their teeth and looked at each other, and then followed Wanyan Zongcheng down the tower one after another.

Soon the infantry from the First Deng camp and the Wan Liao camp rushed into the city. Cao Wenzhao and others, who originally thought they would attack the city, were overjoyed, but they did not expect that the Sirius army rushed into the city one step ahead of them.

The infantry entering the city quickly divided into several small groups and marched towards the four gates. Their first priority was to seize the city gate and search for the granary in the city. Food was also something Chenyue needed very much.

Not long after the infantry entered the city, the Sirius Army and the Right Cavalry Army also rushed into the city one after another, fighting with the golden soldiers in the city. Nearly 20,000 cavalry troops poured into the inner city, and the situation undoubtedly headed north.

The cool side leans.

The chaotic Tanzhou City was crowded with nearly 100,000 troops from both sides. Fighting broke out everywhere. The Beiliang Army, which had superior numbers and combat power, had the upper hand.

The two sides fought fiercely until dawn, and Chen Yue, who was directing the war in the city, finally arrived in the inner city.

In a battle circle in the inner city, the densely packed Beiliang Army surrounded more than a dozen Jin Bing generals. From time to time, a Jin Bing general fell to the ground screaming and died.

Xiang Jian, Xin Ji, and Cao Wenzhao were all among them. They knew that what was surrounded was a big fish, just because one of the generals had a half-full moon pattern embroidered on his armor, which was the symbol of the Northern Jin royal family.

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After a while, only one Wanyan Zongcheng was left in the battle circle, still holding a sword. Wanyan Zongcheng, who had been protected by everyone, had a face full of grief and anger. More than 40,000 defenders in the city were unable to stop the Beiliang army's attack.

, the subordinates who had followed him for a long time also died in front of him one by one. The greatest sorrow for the general is that he knows that he will lose but is unable to do anything.

The crowd slowly gave way to a path, and Chen Yue, dressed in black armor, appeared in Wanyan Zongcheng's eyes. The soldiers around him bowed their heads and saluted.

Wanyan Zongcheng raised his eyes, looked at the young man with a murderous look on his eyebrows and asked, "Are you Beiliang Hou Chenyue?"

Chenyue did not deny it, but simply asked indifferently: "The general is Wanyan Zongcheng, the chief general of Tanzhou? The royal family of Beijin?"

Seeing Chen Yue's acquiescence, Wanyan Zongcheng didn't even have the slightest fear. Instead, he looked up to the sky and laughed: "Hahaha, I didn't expect it, I really didn't expect it. The one who dares to challenge the majesty of our hundreds of thousands of Dajin soldiers is actually a fool.

Boy."

All the Northern Liang troops were furious,

"I didn't expect that Jin Bing was much weaker than I thought." Chen Yue slowly raised his head and spoke tit for tat.

Wanyan Zongcheng's laughter stopped abruptly, he picked up the scimitar in his hand and pointed it at Chenyue and shouted: "Chenyue, do you dare to fight me!"

Chenyue smiled slightly and slowly pulled out the Beiliang Sword from his waist: "I have killed a lot of Jin soldiers since I entered Liao Dynasty, but you are the first one from the Beijin royal family. You are so lucky."

Such provocative words made Wanyan Zongcheng furious, and the veins in the hand holding the knife were swollen.

"Master Hou." Several Beiliang generals on the side were about to say something to stop them, but they were stopped by Chen Yue's words.

"After so many brothers have died, do I have to hold back my sword against a guy who is over fifty years old?"

Chen Yue raised his hand, and the surrounding soldiers quickly gave way in a large circle.

Seeing Chenyue stepping forward alone, Wanyan Zongcheng shouted and took the lead in launching an attack.

"when!"

The veteran's powerful sword was blocked by Chen Yue effortlessly. Wanyan Zongcheng looked at those calm and deep eyes and his heart trembled. At this moment, Chen Yue gave him the feeling that he was still in his twenties.

This young boy is clearly a soldier who was killed from a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

"drink!"

Chen Yue shouted angrily, and the blade slid down his arm, and with a stabbing sound, it cut through the armor on Wanyan Zongcheng's chest, revealing the close-fitting lining inside.

With a quick turn, Chen Yue's knee pressed against Wanyan Zongcheng's stomach with a loud sound. Wanyan Zongcheng endured the severe pain and swung the knife out.

Chenyue leaned over to avoid the blade, and then struck Wanyan Zongcheng's right leg with the blade, saying softly:

"This knife is given to you for my soldiers who died in the battle tonight!"

Wanyan Zongcheng stumbled and took a few steps back with his legs lame, his eyes full of shock.

"laugh!"

Chen Yue, who was getting closer, slashed Wanyan Zongcheng's left leg with another knife.

"This knife is given to you for the people of Liaodong who have been persecuted by the Jin for so many years!"

Wanyan Zongcheng, who had both legs stabbed, fell to his knees with a thud. Chen Yue kicked the scimitar away from Wanyan Zongcheng's hand.

"laugh!"

Another knife stabbed straight through Wanyan Zongcheng's chest. Wanyan Zongcheng's eyesight went dark, and the Beijin royal family only had one breath left.

"This knife is given to you for the people who were massacred by your order in the Liaodong tragedy last year."

Wanyan Zongcheng was already a little confused. He pursed his lips but could not speak. He only felt that the cold blade had been placed on his neck.

Chenyue held Wanyan Zongcheng's head with one hand, placed Beiliang Dao lightly on Wanyan Zongcheng's throat with the other, and said calmly:

"Beiliang Army greets you!"

"Pfft!"

Under the admiring gazes of all the Beiliang soldiers present, Chenyue casually threw Wanyan Zongcheng's head away.

Xiang Jian was the first to raise his sword and shout angrily: "Beiliang is mighty!"

"Beiliang is mighty!"

The roar tore through the night sky!

In the summer of the fourth year of Jingtai, the Northern Liang army captured Tanzhou City.
Chapter completed!