Just a little disturbance, the Tang army quickly returned to peace. The camp and the stakes of the stakes gradually formed. From generals to soldiers, it was clear that the reason why the Taoist coalition forces left the city was to cooperate with the defense.
Instead of them having the courage to attack before the Tang army gained a foothold.
The Tang army was still confident, but was alert but not weakened. Military information was reported one after another in Yangzhou City. The Xiling Temple added many priests to the coalition forces. The Tianshu masters and formation divisions in the Tang army were on the battlefield or
It can offset the magic of this priest, but who can stop a person from standing up?
The young and legendary Xiling master was healed a few days ago. A super strong man of his level has enough ability to decide the outcome of a war - if no one can stop him, he
With the cooperation of the cavalry of the Temple of Xiling, we can wipe out the practitioners in the Tang army one by one. As long as we kill all the formation talismans and the cavalry of the Temple of the Temple of the Tang army, how can the Tang army fight against it?
Today, the Tang army is approaching, and the clans and generals of the Southern Jin on the Yangzhou city walls are still so calm, and the march and formation are very organized. It is obvious that they are also very clear that as long as the straits are standing, the coalition will remain undefeated.
The land, Yangzhou will never fall, so what else should I worry about?
In front of the central army in Tangying, dozens of horses were riding on the meadow and looking at the direction of Yangzhou City. In fact, the generals were looking at Ning Que. It seems that the key to this war is the victory and defeat between him and Hengmu.
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No one believed that Ning Que could kill Hengmu Liren. Although he was the Thirteenth Mr. Academic, he had an unimaginable lofty status in the hearts of the military and civilians of the Tang Kingdom. But that person was Hengmu Liren and was Haotian's son.
People only hope that Ning Que can defeat, or even hold up the squid. Before the Tang army's cavalry determines the victory, the squid will not affect the specific trend on the battlefield.
Ning Que seemed to be unable to detect people's eyes, and looked quietly at Yangzhou City, the fields outside the city, the official roads between the fields, the green trees on both sides of the road - or the view of the horizontal trees and people who do not want to be affected.
Because of Jing's sight, the bodies of Protestant believers executed in Xiling Temple and young people who were looking forward to the Tang Dynasty were not hung in this field, but because of war and purge. The farmers were not in the mood to farm, so the fields were abandoned.
There are no seedlings in front of Yangzhou City, only weeds and wild flowers. It is late spring or early summer. Ning Que can't remember it. Looking at the flowers in the light smoke, feeling the wild prosperity. Suddenly I remembered a sentence.
"Fireworks are coming to Yangzhou in March." He whispered.
Song Qian and others were too seriously injured by Heng Mu Liren. No matter how much medicine they took, they could not stand up so quickly. They were left in Qingxia to recover from their injuries. Today, Wang Chi, the only disciple of the academy who followed Ning Que to the battlefield.
Wang Chi shook his head and said, "The period of blooming flowers is already May."
Ning Que remembered that when he left Chang'an City, it seemed that snow was falling. Time was walking too fast. He couldn't help but sigh and said, "How can I have the energy to remember these things."
Time is the most important thing. But he went north to the wasteland and south to Qinghe. He wanted to kill many people who were difficult to kill and do many things that were difficult to make decisions. Those seemed to be more important than time.
"Senior Brother Eleven, I'll take the lead." Ning Que said to Wang Chi.
Wang Chi looked at him with some concern and said, "If it doesn't work out, don't be too strong."
Ning Que smiled, lifted the reins lightly, and the big black horse slowly lifted its hooves, walked along the fertile field, and the weeds were bent all the way, and the wild flowers were shattered, heading towards Yangzhou City.
One of his horses arrived at the city of Yangzhou and attracted dozens of sparse feather arrows.
The big dark horse looked at the enemies on the city wall with a meaningless expression. It was probably very meaningless. Ning Que did not avoid it, and looked at the arrows and landed on the fields ahead.
Someone looked at the dark horse of Shenjun and the man in a black courtyard uniform on the horse's back. Finally, he remembered the descriptions in the rumors. He was immediately panicked and shouted loudly.
"Ning Que!"
"Mr. Thirteen!"
"The academy is here!"
Recognizing Ning Que, the head of Yangzhou City suddenly became turbulent, with figures shaking everywhere, and the sound of heavy shield moving almost deaf. Those red-clothed priests with proud expressions instantly turned extremely pale and swung their faces.
He raised his arm and shouted: "Quickly report to the throne of God!"
Bai Haixin died a few years ago before Qingxia. Now the general who serves as the commander of the Southern Jin Dynasty is his wife's brother Dong Wei. Dong Wei, who usually shows great calmness and confidence in front of his subordinates, has already hid behind the three-layer shield.
, Looking at the iron bow on Ning Que's shoulder under the city wall, his body trembled uncontrollably, and his voice was trembling extremely violently: "Mr. Thirteenth! The Lord of the Godhead will come soon!"
The whole world knows the power and terribleness of Ning Que. Just as the Tang people are worried about the power of the straitor, Ning Que's name also has some kind of terrifying deterrence to the enemies of the Tang Kingdom. Fortunately, the iron bow is quiet and quiet.
Put it on his shoulders, otherwise Dong Wei and the red-clothed priests would not dare to shout out at all.
Even if you can shout, it is not a war, but a god-throwing master will come soon. Please wait - for people in the world, peerless strong men of the level like Ning Que and Yokogi are no different from gods,
Since there is a fight between gods today, why do they have to perish themselves if they are little devils?
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The news that Ning Que arrived at the city of Yangzhou reached the ears of Hengmu Liren in the city in the shortest time. A sincere smile appeared on his innocent face, and he said with some relief: "I'm finally here."
A priest whispered the latest military information on the bank of the chariot, saying the news that the Xiling Temple had just received the collapse of the Golden Tent Royal Court, as well as the scene of Ning Que capturing ten thousand cavalry with one arrow in Weicheng.
Then, with a slightly trembling voice, sincerely and humbly, the Lord of the God-Captain must not underestimate the enemy.
Yokogi Riren smiled, looking naive, cruel and satisfied, and murmured, "So what if he is strong? He is just a mortal after all, but I am the real Son of God."
Yes, he thought he was the real son of Xiling, and Longqing was not qualified to be compared with him. If it weren't for Longqing's sake, he would have turned this title into the only existence long ago.
"Ning Que, I will come to meet you outside the city."
Hengmu Liren looked at the north and said slowly. Some childish voices condensed into a close, stirring up the heavy curtains in front of the chariot, and flew through the air for more than ten miles, exploding over the fields outside the city like spring thunder.
boom!
Many soldiers in Yangzhou City were so shocked by the thunder that they almost fainted. They finally managed to hold on to their bodies and did not fall down. When they woke up, they showed a joyful look.
A casual word from the Lord of God is like this heavenly power. The realm has long surpassed the realm. No matter how powerful Mr. Thirteen of the Academy is in the city, how can he be the opponent of the Lord of God?
Ning Que lowered his head slightly and looked at the wild flowers in the fields. His expression was quiet. The big dark horse lowered his head and chewed the wild flowers. He felt that the taste was not good, so he vomited it out, as if he hadn't heard the string of spring thunder at all.
"Come outside the city to see me?"
He looked up at Yangzhou City and said, "I am the master here. I can see you as you want."
He did not deliberately use Haoranqi to bless him, but just said it normally. Naturally, it would not move the world like the words of Hengmu Liren, but he knew that Hengmu Liren should be able to hear it.
After saying this, he took out a handful of meatballs from his arms and stuffed them into the mouth of the big dark horse.
The big dark horse dared not disobey. He chewed it with a bitter face and swallowed it into his stomach as fast as possible. Then he quickly lowered his head and chewed it better with the green grass with dew, so that he did not get rid of the smell.
The meatballs were all made of Wang Chi. They were very effective but the taste was not very good.
Ning Que also fed himself a handful of food. Looking at the dark Xiling Temple Cavalry and Southern Jin cavalry under Yangzhou City, he reached out and gently stroked the hair on the black horse's neck, and said, "You are from Zhennan Army, and I am here."
I chose outside the academy and left the military ranch. No matter how you look at it, you should be considered a war horse."
The big dark horse's head slightly pointed it out, expressing its agreement.
He said, "I have been to many places and fought against many enemies, but in fact, we have never been to a real battlefield. I am a cavalryman and you are a war horse. Don't you feel sorry?"
The big dark horse wanted to say that it was not regretful, but dared not. And feeling the effect of the pills gradually emanating in its body, it felt that its blood was heating up and wanted to sprint wildly.
Is this the feeling of passion?
It remembered the last time it felt like this and impulse, it was many years ago when it saw the sexy, cheap and beautiful big white mare at the Royal Court racing conference in the Wasteland Left Court.
The big dark horse's breath became thick and anxious, and it kept spraying with a scorching breath.
Ning Que untied the iron bow, pulled the bow casually until the full moon, and aimed in the direction of Yangzhou City.
There were countless eyes on the city and under the city, even the slightest movements, at least half of them were probably on his shoulders and on the dark iron bow.
When he pulled the iron bow and aimed at Yangzhou City, a commotion suddenly triggered and countless panic screams.
The masters of the various valves and the generals of the coalition army knew the most deeply about the terror of Yuan Thirteen Arrows, were vigilant the most, and were staring the most closely, so they reacted the fastest, only hearing countless sounds, and countless people were extremely embarrassed.
The ground squatted down with their heads in their arms, looking like weeds blown down by the wind, so the grass was naturally not strong.
Those cavalrymen in front of the city gate were obviously just pointed at by arrows, but they felt that they had begun to fall into the abyss of death. Some were desperately whipping their pedals, while others were lost and forgot their actions, allowing the pedals to drag themselves toward them.
I avoided the side, but in a very short time, a large area was left empty.
Between Ning Que's arrow and the gate of Yangzhou, there is nothing to cover up.
He let go of the bowstring, and he used not the Yuan Thirteen Arrow, but an ordinary feathered Arrow.
With a whoosh, the feather arrow landed on the newly built city gate of Yangchengzhou for less than two years. The city gate was extremely thick, and the sharp cluster of arrows penetrated half a foot with the arrow body, but it still could not be shot through.
The castration seemed to be over, and the feathered arrow stopped moving forward, and it started to shake violently. The tail of the arrow rubbed against the air at high speed, causing a dull and heart-wrenching buzzing sound, buzzing...
The feather arrows were deeply pierced in the heavy city gate. With this extremely terrifying vibration, the contact area began to become soft, and the next moment, an extremely thin crack even appeared.
Just as the feather arrow landed at the city gate, Ning Que moved.
A brutal hissing tear through the quiet sky outside Yangzhou City!
No one stood up with his head down, and his hind hooves slammed on the ground. The soft fields were actually shaken by it, and two extremely exaggerated mud rain and a large area of smoke and dust!
The mud and rain of smoke rose one after another, covering the back, making Tang Jun's eyes fascinated their sight. When the smoke and dust gradually faded, they looked at the field again and found that the big dark horse had reached a hundred feet away!
In an instant, Baizhang, what a terrifying speed! Looking at the straight smoke and dust in the fields, looking at the big dark horse sprinting in front of it like lightning, everyone was quiet!
Yangzhou City is approaching.
The famous cavalry commander of the Xiling Temple shouted loudly, holding a talisman knife in his hand, trying to intercept it.
Ning Que didn't even look at him, nor did the big dark horse look at him.
The loud shout turned into a terrifying howl. The cavalry commander was shaken into the sky, and blood gushed out from his neck and deep in his armor, causing a bloody rain.
Yangzhou City is closer.
A sword master from Nanjin drew his sword and wanted to attack him. Although he was not a disciple of Jiange, he also learned some of the sword intent of Jiange, and paid attention to one foot in front of him, so he held the sword tightly.
He wanted to hand the sword out at its most powerful moment.
The big dark horse crashed into his body.
The sword master of Nanjin did not have time to draw his sword because the big dark horse came too fast, so fast that it exceeded his imagination and all the calculations, even countless times faster than his sword.
One foot in front of you?
As soon as his sword was unsheathed, it was knocked back by the big dark horse! With a sneer, blood soared. The body of the Nanjin sword master was broken from it, and he was tragically cut by his sword!
Carrying the violent smoke and dust, the big dark horse rushed into the hundred thousand cavalry.
It is so unswerving, righteous and unafraid.
Because its blood is hot.
Of course, if it didn't take those medicines, or it really couldn't do so resolutely.
The smoke was straight, and the black lightning illuminated the entire field.
In front of the straight line, countless figures were shaken into the sky.
Collapse, the hard armor faded.
Boom boom boom boom boom, the sharp sword was broken.
Yangzhou is really close.
The coalition cavalry finally organized an effective defensive formation, with several spears facing the front, sharp and poisonous spear tips, shining with a chilling luster in the sun.
Ning Que stared at the feather arrow that was still shaking violently on the city gate and said, "Get up."
The big dark horse neighed and jumped several feet high into the sky!
Time seemed to stop at this moment.
On the horse's back, Ning Que punched the tail of the feathered arrow.
On the thick city gate, countless cracks appeared instantly, as dense as spider webs.
Titicaca Lala, the city gate collapsed.
The big dark horse fell, which was lighter and more agile than a swallow.
Several terrifying spears have been left behind.
It did not slow down and continued to rush forward like a black ghost.
Yangzhou, I've entered.
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(I wrote it all day today and wrote 4,000 words. I almost vomited. My mother was shocked when I heard my dry retching sound and thought I was wrong... In fact, my body is really fine, it is a completely mental problem.
, Could it be that I am so bad that I want to vomit while writing? I really want to swear. I thought I would write about life and family relationships today, so I would leave it until tomorrow
Write it, I hope I can write more tomorrow. Anyway, I am talking about recovery today and outbreak tomorrow... If it cannot happen tomorrow, well, I will tell you who the culprit is tomorrow.)