The cavalry charge was extremely ferocious.

Just one touch, it knocked all the soldiers in front of him into the air, the blade flashed with cold light, and after swinging down, it brought up a puddle of blood.

"Kill!"

Lu Weizhen roared angrily, raised his knife and slashed at the cavalry in front of him.

The surrounding soldiers have been rushed open, and the follow-up cavalry is still rushing forward.

Soon the front of the soldiers was cut open, the Tartars who broke through the line, and soon turned back to launch a second round of charge.

In the border area, some houses were on fire, and the screams rose and fell to each other.

The comrades around him were constantly falling, and the soldiers began to feel powerless.

Roars and screams gradually became the main theme on the battlefield.

Lu Weizhen's body was soon covered with blood, and he didn't know how many times he had been beaten, but he felt that he was still able to fight.

It's just that the soldiers around him soon found that Lu Weizhen's arms had a few more scars that could be seen on the bones, which was shocking.

Lu Weizhen didn't realize it, and cut off a Tartar in front of him, and when he looked back, he saw that the ground was full of corpses, most of them were soldiers wearing their own armor.

Seeing this scene, Lu Weizhen's eyes were red.

The soldiers had a little trepidation on their faces, and the sounds of fighting and the flames were soaring into the sky, making them feel like they were under siege.

"Lu Weizhen, surrender now and I can spare your life!"

I don't know when the fighting on the battlefield subsided.

A loud cheer sounded, and Lu Weizhen turned his head to look, only to see a Timur riding a tall horse in the distance slowly walking towards him.

Lu Weizhen saw Timur in front of him, and his face suddenly became extremely ugly.

"Tatars!"

Lu Weizhen spat out a few words from his throat, and the uncontrollable anger in his chest began to rise.

The Tatars are the ones who have created the shame of Jiangan! How could he have forgotten?

And now, it's actually this guy again, leading the Tartars to break their own side plugs.

"Right now, your troops don't have much resistance now, so you should think about what I said."

Timur glanced at Lu Weizhen, and he was full of self-satisfaction with the victory in his hands.

When he thought that he had occupied this border fortress, and that the money and food in it would be his own, as well as the delicate lady here, he was even more happy in his heart.

The days of being expelled from the steppe are finally over!

Lu Weizhen glared at Timur angrily when he heard this, "I heard that you are in the grassland, like a lost dog being chased and killed, where did you get so many soldiers and horses!" ”

The news he got before that this Timur didn't have many men and horses to follow, why could he lead so many soldiers and horses now?

According to his calculations, there are probably nearly 10,000 cavalry who have come here.

Timur laughed, "I was originally the leader of the steppe wolves, even if others conspired to lose the position of leader, but under my call, there are not a few warriors who defected to me!" ”

There weren't many people around him before, and he didn't call on the warriors who were willing to follow him.

Because, even if these warriors are gathered, they will not be able to fight Zada, but if there are more people, their whereabouts and food will become a problem.

has been enduring until now, and finally won this Jiyun City in one fell swoop!

"Sons, the Tartars are delusional and plotting against me Jiang Guoda's great mountains and rivers, and the shame of building is vivid, and today I am willing to be shrouded in horse leather with my sons!"

Lu Weizhen held the blade, he never thought of surrendering, but in this situation, he knew that he would not be able to give up Jiyun City no matter what.

"May I follow the general!!"

The soldiers were encouraged and roared.

A flash of relief flashed in Lu Weizhen's eyes, today the city is broken, he Lu Weizhen will never survive, only by dying in battle can he thank the world.

The soldiers roared angrily and were full of death, Lu Weizhen's face flashed with relief, and his heart was indeed secretly dripping blood, but so many good sons and daughters were going to die with him.

Turning his head to look at the two Lu brothers on the side.

"Father, our brother is not greedy for life and afraid of death, today we should fight with my father!"

When Lu Wenmo saw his father's eyes, he didn't know what his father was thinking, and immediately smiled.

The face covered with blood stains could not see much intact at the moment, the skin and flesh had been rolled up, and the originally handsome face had long since disappeared.

Lu Weizhen saw that his heart twitched slightly, but when he saw his son's determined eyes, he nodded heavily.

"Go into battle with the father and son, and kill the Tartar with the father today!"

Lu Weizhen raised the big knife in his hand and took the lead in rushing towards the Tartar, and the soldiers behind him saw this at this moment, and they followed without fear of death.

Seeing this, Timur shook his head slightly, or so.

Sooner or later, keeping these guys will be a scourge, and it is better to slaughter them directly.

Thinking of this, Timur organized the cavalry to charge again.

It's just some infantry, in the face of the cavalry's charge, there is no resistance at all, and they are surrounded by their cavalry, and these people actually have no place to run.

The sound of swords colliding, and the screams of the soldiers, went from fierce at the beginning to gradually falling into loneliness.

At the same time, in the camp on a mountain road hundreds of miles away from Biansai, the camp full of food suddenly burst into flames, and a group of black-clothed men rushed into the camp, shouting and killing.

But in a moment, the man in black withdrew.

"The grain transporter is dead!"

When the soldiers came back to their senses, they suddenly felt a chill when they saw the dead officials in the camp tent, their own commander was killed in front of them, and they soldiers could not escape their responsibility!

Especially thinking of the identity of the other party, the soldiers felt even colder.

......

"This willow pattern seems to be doing very well in the imperial capital."

Lu Chensheng looked at the letter in his hand, this was the letter sent back by Liu Wensheng, and the other party talked about some of his experiences in the imperial capital, as well as some of the current situation.

It seems that the emperor appreciates his case-handling methods, and has issued several rewards one after another.

Moreover, in the imperial capital, Liu Wensheng's reputation has risen greatly, and few people don't know such a county order.

It has only been not long since he arrived at the emperor, and he has turned over an unknown number of unjust cases, not to mention, and some cases since then, Liu Wensheng has also handled them impartially.

In such a situation, it is only natural that the people like this willow Wensheng.

After all, Liu Wensheng can be said to be directly responsible for them, and with such a parent official who enforces the law impartially, I am afraid that there is no one who the people will not like.

Lu Chensheng looked at the letter and put it aside.

So far, this willow pattern has not encountered any problems, using some of the case-handling methods that Lu Chensheng handed over to him from time to time in the past.

After some cases were in hand, it was only a matter of moments that the murderer was found.