In the afternoon, the sun came out instead, and a red sun loomed over the westerly sky, and some mild sunlight poured into the city. {with}{dream} щ{suimеng][lā}

In front of the gate of Yong'an Palace.

Mujing broke through on the third road, and the soldiers and horses quickly gathered.

"The captain of the city gate at the upper east gate reacted too quickly!"

Mu Jing looked a little embarrassed, and his expression was gloomy: "Seventeen Erlang, you have already sacrificed before you have ever engaged in a battle!" ”

He just tested the defense of the Upper East Gate a little, but he didn't expect that the captain of the Upper East Gate was extremely ruthless, and he came up with a bow and arrow to snipe, so that he lost seventeen sons and sons, and only forty-three people, including him, remained, of whom many were wounded.

Fortunately, he ran fast, otherwise he would have broken in front of the Upper East Gate.

"Shizi, the soldiers of our department were sniped by the Praetorian Guard, and twelve soldiers were damaged!" Huo Shao had scars on his body, although he relied on the terrain of the alley to get rid of the chase of the Praetorian Guards, but he still paid a lot of price.

"Thirty-seven of my injuries are still there, and there are still eighty-three sons!" Huang Zhong said angrily.

The war knife in his hand was stained with countless blood, and the battle robe on his body was already bright red, with the blood of the enemy, his own blood, and the soldiers under his command, all of them were scarred, which showed the tragedy of the battle.

Although they completed the strategic division and gathering, they paid a heavy price, and the remaining soldiers added up to only about 160 or 70, and their combat effectiveness was greatly damaged.

Facing this Yong'an Palace Gate, Mu Jing suddenly became a little hesitant.

"Shizi, the Praetorian Guards have surrounded us from behind, and in half an hour at most, they will catch up with us!" The scout came from behind at a brisk pace.

"Can't hesitate, either surrender or break in!" Xi Zhicai's white robe was also stained with blood, and his hair was messy, but his face became more and more resolute.

"Attack!"

Mu Jing no longer hesitated, retreating is death, only by moving forward and fighting a bloody way can he escape a way of life.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

Huang Zhong charged ahead, Huo Shao followed, and the two led all the soldiers to charge towards the gate of Yong'an Palace.

Yong'an Palace is the North Palace Palace, the gate of the Palace, no more than one zhang high, any light master can directly step over, and there are not many soldiers and horses that can be stationed, but the palace Wan is still prepared, and there are battlements on the left and right.

"Report to the captain, outside of Gong Wan, someone wants to break into the palace by force!"

"Who is so bold?"

Guarding the Yong'an Palace is the fourth battalion under the command of Huangfu Company, the captain is Chen Song, the son of the Chen family in Chang'an, and has always been the only one in the Huangfu family, and most of the disciples of the family are gathered under the banner of the Huangfu family.

"I don't see the flag, but it's coming, and it's storming the gate of my palace!"

"I'll take a look!"

Chen Song walked up to the palace city and looked at the subordinates: "Only this is the only person!" ”

"Hmm!"

The scouts nodded in unison: "No more enemy troops found!" ”

"This little soldier and horse wants to attack my Yong'an Palace, but they really don't take me seriously!"

Chen Song seemed to be enraged, and there were some signs of annoyance, his expression was very gloomy: "Order, the whole battalion will attack, I will destroy this thief!" ”

"Lord Captain, will there be an ambush?" A military marquis whispered.

"Hmph, just a hundred people, can you make my Praetorian Guards afraid!"

Chen Song snorted coldly, he jumped directly from the palace city, a palace wall more than a zhang high was not difficult for him, an internal strength martial artist, he held a long knife in his hand, and shouted: "Attack!" ”

"Attack!"

"Attack!"

The Praetorian Guard was originally a part of the southern army of the capital, defending the South Palace, with a strong sense of honor, more than 1,100 soldiers, who succeeded to the throne and brave, faced with only more than 100 people, they were naturally extremely confident, opened the city gate and rushed out.

"Chen Song, the captain of a certain Praetorian Guard, who is coming, I will not kill the nameless people under the knife, and hold the name!" Chen Song has been practicing martial arts for many years, and he is rarely a chivalrous man, holding a war knife in his hand, riding out of his horse, and full of confidence.

The Praetorian Guards poured out of Miyagi and wanted to annihilate this part of the people who came to invade Miyagi.

"It's good to come!"

Huang Zhong's eyes were bright and bright, he didn't have the confidence to break through the gate of this palace, after all, the enemy army has a lot of soldiers and horses, occupying a reasonable terrain, and there are only about one hundred and fifty people under his command, even if he is brave and unparalleled, it is very difficult to break through the city.

But I didn't expect the soldiers and horses in the city to give up the defense and take the initiative to enter the palace.

This is an opportunity for him.

"Uncle Zhong, Huo Shao, you come to lead the enemy, and I will personally snatch the palace gate!" Mu Jing personally went into battle, and he also took advantage of the opportunity and said in a deep voice.

"Understood!"

Huang Zhong suddenly retracted half of his momentum, he couldn't scare these Praetorian Guards back at once, he could only attract them on the battlefield and let Mu Jing successfully snatch the palace gate.

On the battlefield, there was a fight.

"Vulnerable!" Chen Song's knife skills are very strong, and he killed two or three Jingping soldiers in a row, and he was proud.

"Humph!"

Huang Zhong roared angrily, his eyes squinted at Mu Jing, who had already entered the palace gate from the flank, turned his heart sideways, and said: "Huang Zhong of a certain Nanyang, that guy dares to come over and fight!" ”

"Nobody, fulfill you!"

Chen Song shouted and killed.

Huang Zhong had the intention to release the water, and the two were entangled, but he always controlled the rhythm and dragged Chen Song to fight, and the battlefield naturally moved more and more, but let Mu Jing lead more than ten soldiers to get closer and closer to the palace gate.

"Go to the palace wall!" Mu Jing held his sword and stepped forward, looking like he was about to seize the palace gate, but a sudden shot came out and blocked his progress.

"Younger people, you can hide it from the captain, but you can't hide it from a certain family, so you can accept your life!"

A member of the military marquis, before guarding the palace gate, quickly discovered the intentions of more than ten people in Mu Jing, and killed them with one shot, which was extremely cold.

"Damn it!"

Mu Jing held the long sword in his hand and blocked, and took three steps back, he was also ruthless: "Sons, the way forward is alive, let's kill it!" ”

"Kill it!"

"Kill it!"

These more than ten elite soldiers rushed forward one after another.

"Block them!" The military marquis's surname is Shen, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, a fierce spear, a fierce killing intent, and a gun in front of the rung, always blocking Mu Jing's advance.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

After all, the Praetorian Guard was one of the two armies defending Gyeonggi, and even if the soldiers under its command were rarely killed, they did not lack the courage to fight.

Mujing has never been able to break through this barrier.

"Whoever stands in my way, die!" Huang Zhong's eyes widened, he looked around the audience, and in the face of today's difficult situation, he completely broke out.

"Don't be ashamed!"

Captain Chen Song showed confidence, raised his knife, and faced Huang Zhong directly.

"Slash!" Huang Zhong's knife, the sword light was very long, like a phantom shadow, flashing, as fast as lightning.

Click!

Chen Song's knife broke, split into two pieces and fell, and then his people also split into two sides, splitting and dying, blood splattered in all directions, and intestines and brain fluid were scattered all over the ground.

"A knife?"

"How is that possible?"

"Lord Lieutenant's martial arts are extraordinary, how could he be killed with a knife?"

"Who the hell is this?"

"Devil!"

The battlefield was cold and silent, and a pair of eyes looked at Huang Zhong's tall figure as a tiger, three points of anger and seven points of fear.

"Kill it!" Mu Jing hurriedly raised his arms and shouted, boosting his morale with Huang Zhong's bravery.

"They killed the captain, and we avenge the captain."

Most of the soldiers in the Praetorian Guard were shocked, but they still reacted, and the calmest Shen Junhou shouted angrily, which aroused the anger of the Praetorian Guard.

"Avenge the captain!"

"Stop them here!"

"Kill them, and sacrifice their heads to the captain!"

After all, the Praetorian Guards were nearly ten times as many as the soldiers and horses under Mu Jing's command, and under the atmosphere of mourning, the morale suddenly soared.

Although Huang Zhong is brave and unstoppable, it takes time to tear through the entire defense line with just one war knife in his hand.

He is not a person, if he is just a person, this person can't stop him at all, but he still has burdens such as pastoral scenery, which has become his constraints.

In other words, even if he is invincible and invincible, it will take time to kill everyone here.

Give him enough time, he can win, he can break the barrier, and he can rush out with everyone.

And what Mujing lacks most now is time.

Because behind Mu Jing, the main force of the Praetorian Guard had already caught up, and they appeared overwhelmingly, murderous......