The people of Mozhou were in a state of excitement, because the Zhenxi Army attacked the city too fast, and before they could react, they were already at the city, and they were staring at them in the city with a sense of covetous eyes.

On the city wall several meters wide, whether it was the soldiers of the Xie family army or the imperial army, looking at the scene where the army was not overwhelming the city, I felt scared in my heart. It was just a hundred thousand soldiers, why did it bring them such a terrifying sense of panic? Fortunately, Xie family army had met with the Zhenxi Army for a long time and were considered "seen the world", but the imperial army dispatched from the rear was different. They were immediately frightened by this huge but not numerous scene, and they didn't know how to act well for a while.

This is an invincible army, which has supported the entire Dayan border for decades of peace.

No one will be more brave and invincible than them, and no one will be more tough and neat than them.

He has been defeated without fighting, which is probably the current scene.

Mo Wenyuan looked at the scene where his soldiers stood on the wall with their calves trembling, and wanted to slap them twice as soon as possible to show warning. Before the battle started, they were scared to this look, which was really annoying and hatred. "What are you afraid of? It's three times that of them than the number of people, let alone we are defending the city now, and they are sieging the city, and I don't know how many advantages they have. They are all made of flesh and blood, what are you afraid of?"

"But, but General Mo... they are the army in the west!" A soldier standing by the wall shouted in a low voice, with a tremolo in his tone.

The people below were arranged neatly, with a hundred thousand people silent, just like iron men standing straight. No one could attract their attention, and no one could make them tremble. Only when this iron army was presented to them with their own eyes, could they deeply feel their powerlessness.

Before they met the soldiers of Zhenxi Army, these defenders from all over the world were like Mo Wenyuan, thinking that this march was an opportunity for them. But when they really faced the Zhenxi Army, they would realize how ridiculous their original thoughts were.

Want to make great achievements by taking advantage of the opportunity to step on them? You are not as beautiful as they thought. How could Zhenxi Army have never lost all of its wars in so many years be a joke?

"What's wrong with Zhenxi Army?" A cold and bitter voice suddenly appeared on the city wall, full of unwillingness and jealousy, showing his narrow scrupulousness and terrifying privateness like everyone without any concealment. "General Mo is right, they are all people made of blood and flesh. Are they more than you three heads and six arms?"

"Feng, Feng Jianjun." Everyone murmured on the city wall, and then stood one by one with their eyes and noses. Although Feng Jianjun was a military supervisor, he was even more cruel than General Mo and General Xie. He would rather offend a gentleman than offend a villain among villains. He was probably the one who said it.

Feng Pingliang smiled, too lazy to pay attention to these erratic wastes. In his eyes, these people were just some radishes used to fill pits. He walked quietly to the city wall, and the Zhenxi Army, which was arranged neatly below, suddenly caught his eye.

On the side of Wujiang that day, Chu Hui beat him up to the scene because he quickly unloaded his strength and fell back quickly, and did not cause much damage. Outsiders seemed to be like he was beaten away by Chu Hui, but most of them were because of his rapid retreat. If the palm was actually taken up, I am afraid that he would not be able to stand completely on the city wall now.

"General Chu, it's been a long time since we saw each other." Feng Ping shouted in contempt, but his eyes were not looking at Chu Hui, but stared at Ye Wan standing upright.

Ye Wan dressed in a simple men's outfit, with her hair all over her head combed behind her head, her temperament was leisurely and cold, and she looked like a smaller version of Chu Hui. Feng Ping sometimes even thought that Ye Wan's appearance was not as imaginative as the Empress, so how could he be the Empress's daughter? No matter in appearance, temperament, or behavior, except for the slightest bit of cleverness or inheriting the shadow of the Empress, she would not believe that she was the Empress's daughter to death.

But this is a coincidence in the world. She should have lived in Yunzhou in a plain manner and became an unpopular adopted son of the Ye family. Perhaps one day she would be exposed and marry some local young talent by the Ye family. From then on, she would take care of her husband and children and live a stable life in the back house. Instead of doing what a man does as a woman, she became famous in the entire Dayan and even the whole world in just two years.

Feng Ping still remembers the first time he saw her in Yanjing. At that time, Miss Zeng was holding a Xia He Banquet. She followed her as an eunuch guard next to the Empress. At first, when she saw Ye Wan, she thought she was a smart and clever boy. Even though she was a little clever, it was not enough to be worthy of his different view... Who knew that in just two years, she had grown so quickly that she had to look up to her.

No, he can't look up to him, he can't look up to him. She is the child of the Empress and Ye Li...

Feng Pingwu let his thoughts fly over, but Chu Hui below did not take him seriously. Chi Yu stepped forward and shouted, "Eunuch Feng, General Mo, I don't know what you think about this situation now? If you have any ideas, please open the city gate and talk to our general in detail." This is the so-called "trial" that must be called before the war. They say some trash words, nothing more than "success" and "submission as soon as possible". Chu Hui always felt very stupid. If there is something that cannot be solved in a fight, he had to say something thirteen points to express his greatness? So he never said it, and the object that everyone would think was "very stupid" immediately moved to Chi Yu.

Ten times of siege, and ten times of siege were done by Akatsuki.

Mo Wenyuan sneered and said loudly: "Why is General Chu just so capable? He doesn't even want to attack the city and wants us to open the city gate and let you in? Don't you think you are whimsical. Even if I really open the city gate, do you dare to enter?"

"Why don't you dare?" Chiyu raised his eyebrows and smiled. Mo Wenyuan's meaning was not that he really wanted to open the city gate and put them in, but that he was just responding in trash words. "Just see if General Mo dares to open the city gate. If you dare to open it, our general will naturally dare to enter."

"I just don't know, if Xiao Tianming knew that the gang of wastes under his command who only dared to say something, how dare they think so?" Mo Wenyuan looked sinister and wanted to say something as much as possible to hit the morale of the opposite side. Chi Yu was right, he really didn't dare to open the city gate. Mozhou City was the last line of defense in the entire Mozhou. If he dared to open today, the court would send people to take his head tomorrow.

Chiyu shook his head and said sarcastically: "Your Highness, King Yu, will not have any ideas about us. I just don't know what the court would think if General Mo had been in the southern Xinjiang general for more than ten years and finally practiced a level of being able to speak vernacularly? General Mo, instead of worrying about us, it is better to be careful about the military supervisor beside you. Will Your Majesty and the Empress tell your useless performance?"

"Chu Hui!" Mo Wenyuan was so angry that he shouted. He had always known that Chu Hui had an expert assistant who was able to speak and speak, but he actually dared to mock him for his experience of not achieving anything in southern Xinjiang for more than ten years! Especially Chu Hui looked at Ye Wan next to him with expressionless expression, without taking him as a general at all... It was unbearable. He didn't stand the challenge and really thought that Mo Wenyuan was a turtle shrunk.

In a rage, Mo Wenyuan immediately decided to open the city gate and release the generals to fight against the Zhenxi Army. Feng Ping did not stop him, but stared at the bottom in a sinister manner.

Below, the Zhenxi Army was ready to try. Especially after the general said that he would take down Mozhou City today, it made everyone feel excited. If he could capture the city in one fell swoop, then their battle would be the fastest battle in history to capture the city and will last forever.

There is no wind or snow today, and there is a fresh breath of spring that is about to usher in.

The sound of the trumpet symbolizing war sounded, and the gate of Mozhou slowly opened as everyone was looking forward to it, and everyone was solemn.

The people who were originally surrounded by Mozhou City had automatically dispersed spontaneously as early as when they saw the Zhenxi Army appear. Their purpose of surrounding them was to ask the court for an explanation, and to ask the court whether General Mozhou had really done something to sorry for the people of Mozhou, and ignored their lives in order to defeat the enemy. Now, seeing the Zhenxi Army arrive, I don’t know whether it is joy or anger in my heart, or my deep sorrow for my powerlessness.

They dispersed and finally decided to return the battlefield to the soldiers.

The city gates opened wide, making a creaking sound, as if the wrath of wild beasts.

Outside the city, the soldiers of the western army shook the swords, guns and sticks in their hands, and their eyes looked at the city gate were full of desire and vague excitement. They were born for war, liked to kill and were bloodthirsty, and believed that force could solve everything.

Duan Hongyang, who was usually free, was so serious at this time. Even though he was a scout, he was also a general. He held a gun in one hand and held the horn tightly in the other. When the cavalry in the imperial army, which were either dark gray or red and the Xie family army uniforms rushed out of the city first, the horn suddenly sounded.

The north wind is whistling and the war drums are beating. Whether it is victory or defeat today, it will become a strong stroke in the Dayan civil war.

Li Yin Gun neatly pulled a gun flower in Chu Hui's hand and pointed it straight at the enemy. His thin lips opened lightly, his eyes drooped slightly, his voice was not loud but it was as powerful as a thousand pounds: "Kill."

In the face of absolute power, any conspiracy is useless.

With the command of the general, the army's faces were full of excitement and murderous intent. The cavalry was the first to be attacked and rushed towards the direction where the imperial army rushed out. Whether it was a spear or a giant sword in his hand, it shone brightly in the warm morning sunshine.

Duan Hongyang shouted loudly, and suddenly grabbed his horse's belly, running away without thinking. He has been training in Team 7 for more than two years, not the strongest or the smartest one, but if you want to work hard, no one has worked harder than Duan Xiaopang! Now is the moment when he shows his strength, he is really fighting the enemy with real swords and guns.

Zhen Yu held the sword in his hand. He did not use the long sword he used to be with the family, but used the sword taken from his elder brother's ice coffin. Since the moment he arrived in Shangrao, Zhen Yu was no longer Zhen Yu himself, not living for himself, but for himself, his elder brother, and his father! His sword flower danced a different style in the crowd, and no longer the fancy moves of the past. Each sword had boundless momentum and power, colliding with the enemy's swords, making a crisp and pleasant sound.

The soldiers' postures when fighting are always particularly charming, especially the thrilling blackness and the whiteness around him that flashes like ghosts.

Ye Wan shuttled through the crowd, holding the sun-eroding dagger in his hand, and a confusing smile on his lips, as if he was at ease among the crowd. Wherever she reached, she would not become a purgatory with blood splashing, even if she just passed by it in an understatement.

Feng Ping and Mo Wenyuan stood tall on the city wall, listening to the sound of the city gate rumbling after the soldiers left the city, their faces looked inexplicable.

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I'm like a salted fish

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