The general who came to wipe out the rebels was named Yu He. At this moment, he was looking at the tens of thousands of people who came to kill him with his mouth open.
Calculating the time, this is Yu He's thirtieth year in the army. Even though he has rich experience, he has never seen an opponent who behaves so unreasonably.
But soon, this surprise was forgotten and replaced by confidence.
"They are just a bunch of rabble. They have given up their greatest advantage and are simply sending themselves to death!"
It is true that if Xia Yan chooses to hold on to the city and not leave, even Yu He's 100,000-strong army can only choose to attack the city at a huge cost.
Throughout the ages, the numbers of the attacking and defending parties have always been unequal.
Generally speaking, even if the number of siege troops is three times that of the defenders, it will be difficult to capture the city in a short period of time, not to mention that the number of Yu He today is only less than 20% more than Xia Yan's.
If Xia Yan really made this choice, Yu He had no good solution.
But now, everything is much simpler.
Go directly out of the city to fight, and the competition will be the combat effectiveness between the soldiers on both sides.
The troops he brought with him were all the elite troops of the empire, and they were all well-equipped, so they would definitely not be weak in one-on-one combat.
Xia Yan chose to use this method to fight with himself, which was like giving a huge credit to himself!
Thinking of this, Yu He began to be unable to restrain his excitement, so he no longer considered the so-called battlefield etiquette.
"Come on! Rush on me!!"
In this way, the two teams began to fight together, and Xia Yan, who was rushing at the front, took the lead, holding an unknown long sword in his hand, constantly killing the enemy.
Xia Yan had no choice. Although he could make such a decision, he could not give in to the enemy on the battlefield.
War is inherently cruel. Now that we have reached this place, we can only be prepared to sacrifice at any time.
Xia Yan was naturally prepared for this.
After arriving at this battlefield, I had no intention of going back. I waved my sword in my hand and moved forward bravely.
Originally, this was a confrontation without any suspense, but after everyone knew that Xia Yan was the emperor of this empire, a series of changes took place.
The sharp-eyed soldiers heard shouts from behind: "Follow Your Majesty! Protect Your Majesty!"
With their quick minds, they instantly understood that the man who was the first to rush out just now was the current emperor of the Songsi Empire.
Emperor, this is the emperor.
Although this is just a rebel emperor, at least it is the real thing.
If you kill such an emperor and take his head back, how much money will you have?
This is simply unimaginable, and many people have even begun to imagine what will happen in the future if they are really lucky enough to kill the emperor.
Time passed very quickly, and Xia Yan had been fighting against everyone in the crowd for more than a stick of incense.
It seems that because of the golden bell and iron cloth shirt, Xia Yan's physical body has not been harmed so far.
Xia Yan knew that this was because his internal power had not been exhausted. Just like last time, as long as he exhausted his internal power, the golden bell and iron cloth shirt would disappear.
Therefore, Xia Yan brought out various moves from the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms and the Evil-Escaping Sword Manual at this moment.
Even in order to quickly exhaust the internal energy in his body, Xia Yan directly chose to jump off his horse and fight with these soldiers using Lingbo Weibu.
Xia Yan's mysterious steps were performed in front of everyone, making everyone dazzled.
Many people found Xia Yan in front of them one moment, but found that Xia Yan had gone to another place the next moment.
I was shocked but also overjoyed. If such a master was really lucky enough to be killed by me, the reward would be huge.
Xia Yan's side was fighting in darkness, but the generals headed by the four elders on the other side were locked in a bitter battle.
Naturally, they saw Xia Yan jump off his horse and fight with these people at close quarters, but at this moment, they were the Ni Bodhisattvas crossing the river and could not protect themselves.
Trying to save Xia Yan was simply a matter of powerlessness. In addition, although their health had improved a lot recently due to the nourishment of wine, meat and Huazi, after all, they were all beggars in the past.
How can they know real martial arts and tactics?
Not long after, Xia Yan began to clearly feel that his fighting seemed to be starting to become a little difficult. There were three floors of people around him.
At this moment, although Xia Yan still didn't dare to relax for fear that he would be fouled if he deliberately released water, he had already figured it out in his mind.
I probably can't hold on much longer.
Soon, he and Su Yue will go back to the previous life.
In the past life, an era full of high technology, luxury cars, mansions, games and many other fun things were beckoning to me.
If any other method will cause trouble, this method will not.
After all, he is now in the midst of thousands of troops, and it is simply impossible to escape like this.
Finally...completed...
However, at this moment, the thumping footsteps sounded again. Just like before, it could be heard that the number of people this time was also very large.
Xia Yan was a little speechless about this. The imperial court was really spending a lot of money to exterminate him. Group after group of people just kept coming.
However, when the thought in Xia Yan's mind appeared, his expression suddenly changed after just a brief reaction.
This sound...why is it coming from Fenghua City?...
His perception was correct. At this moment, Fenghua City was densely packed with people, and many people screamed and came out from inside.
Almost all of them are dressed in uniform, and their entire bodies are gray and white.
Obviously, this should be the costume of which sect.
Xia Yan originally thought that his helpers had arrived, but now that he was attacked from both front and back, he would definitely be defeated, but he was only suffering the consequences of his soldiers and brothers who were originally standing at the back.
However, what is unexpected is that the target of this sect is not himself, but directly rushes towards the army sent by the court to start the attack, and turns out to be his friendly army!
Xia Yan felt miserable in his heart. What kind of blind sect is this? It's not good to help anyone, but it has to help itself.
But at this moment, he couldn't care so much, and the long sword in his hand continued to dance.
Nowadays, I must use various powerful moves as quickly as possible. The best policy is to exhaust my internal strength as soon as possible.
If you hesitate any longer, I'm afraid something will change.
Therefore, Xia Yan continued to swing the long sword in his hand delicately, directly using the moves in the evil-fighting sword manual.