The defenders at the head of the city were not idle, and seeing that the other party's intentions were becoming more and more obvious, Han Desui tried to make the defenders of the city head close to the city gate to block the attack, and on the other hand, he gathered a large number of archers to form a powerful fire strike circle in the square behind the city gate. At the same time, Han De also ordered the mobilization of tens of thousands of cavalry to assemble on the streets on both sides of the Yucheng Gate. He was also prepared for hand-to-hand combat in the streets.

The war drums rumbled, and Ma Qingshan gave the order to attack the city. The Great Zhou soldiers, who had been pretending to besiege the city since the morning, finally launched a real siege. But in fact, their attack was still a feint, or to cooperate with the attack at the city gate.

At the city gate, tens of thousands of Great Zhou cavalry infantry led by Yang Jun's personal guard cavalry battalion of 3,000 people were already ready to go. When the soldiers and horses under the city attacked, Ma Qingshan roared angrily and waved the command flag in his hand forward.

The cavalry, led by the new force of the Guards Cavalry Battalion, began to charge, they were wrapped in soaked cloth towels, their whole bodies were drenched, the key parts of the horses were also covered with wet cloths, and the horses' hooves were already wrapped in thick cotton cloth. The centaurs were drenched as if they had climbed up from the water, and their heads and faces were covered, like ghost riders in the dark. With the roar of horses' hooves, they rushed across the bamboo bridge and rushed to the black hole in the city, which was still as hot as a furnace. As they approached the gates, all the cavalry and horses felt the burning sensation in their faces. The damp cloth on his body quickly evaporated and dried, and the scorching air made it difficult for the horse to breathe. It was as if he was about to jump into a lava cave.

However, none of this stopped them. With bated breath and squinting, they crouched on their horses, urging them into the dark and hot hole of the city gate, galloping through the dark corridor in front of them with the lights and torches exposed.

Yang Jun's personal guard cavalry battalion is a soldier and horse with super combat effectiveness, and its composition is very special. Although the Battle of Western Xia was brilliant, countless soldiers were killed in that battle. Some of them already had wives and children, and when they died, they left behind a large number of war orphans. According to the specific situation, Yang Jun took in a large number of such orphans to raise, taught them by his side, and let them become a member of the cavalry battalion around him. For these young people who were raised by Yang Jun, Yang Jun is not only his commander and official, but also the father who raised him. They have father-like affection for Yang Jun, because Yang Jun made up for the void of their loss of their father and led them to a bright road.

Many of the best in the Guards Battalion had long held important positions in the forbidden army and local soldiers. Yang Jun is not afraid of other people's nepotism, he just wants to let the descendants of these men who died for the country enjoy the blessings brought by their fathers. In his opinion, this is as it should be. Of course, this is also a means for himself to control the army. When the soldiers of the personal guard battalion under his command dispersed to the corners of the army to take up military positions, there was no longer any opposing force in the entire Great Zhou army. Of course, this is a secret in Yang Jun's heart, and he will not tell anyone.

In addition to the descendants of his subordinates who died in battle, many surviving subordinate generals also took the initiative to ask for their children and grandchildren to be sent to Yang Jun. They were born with Yang Jun like this, and their children and grandchildren will also follow Yang Jun to be born and die. What's more, he

They all understand that their children and grandchildren will have a better future by Yang Jun's side.

Originally, there were only 500 people in this guard battalion, but that was only the number of outsiders. The actual number was more than three thousand. In this northern expedition, Yang Jun took all of them with him, because this is not only an opportunity for training, but also a good opportunity for meritorious service, and Yang Jun can't miss this opportunity for them to get a real baptism of battle. Today's battle situation is like this, and Yang Jun has to use this elite force around him.

The horses galloped through the long corridors, and the hooves of the horses wrapped in cotton cloth made a dull sound on the ground, and the sound echoed in the dark walls around them, which seemed very strange.

The bodies of the cavalrymen of the guard battalion seemed to be scorched by fire, their eyes were dry, and their whole bodies were in severe pain. The air was so hot that it was hard to breathe, and every breath I took was like inhaling a fire. However, everyone gritted their teeth, stared at the light at the end of the corridor, looked at the gradually expanding light, clenched their blades and shields, and prepared for battle. Everyone knows in their hearts that the end of the light may not be a relief, and that in addition to the cool breeze of the summer night, they may be greeted by eternal darkness.

"Ready...... Stand shield! A hoarse roar came from the front, it was the voice of He Chuanzong, the commander of the guard battalion who rushed to the front, He Chuanzong's father was just an ordinary soldier who died in Western Xia, and He Chuanzong was only six years old after his father died in battle. Yang Jun sent someone to take him to his side, and a child who had lost his father and had a bleak future has since had a new life. Many years later, He Chuanzong was already the commander of the pro-guard battalion, and his martial arts and strategies had been recognized by Yang Jun, and he was also the object of love of the pro-guard cavalry. He has to lead by example and is one of the driving forces for everyone to move forward. Hearing his voice at this moment made everyone's hearts settle down instantly.

The big shield stood up in unison, and the next moment, four war horses galloping side by side broke through the boundary between darkness and light, and rushed out of the hellish passage of the city gate hole. At that moment, the scorching heat on his body was dispelled by the cool night breeze of the summer night, and the whole person seemed to have been reborn, free from the scorching pain of hell.

However, along with the cool breeze of that summer night was the sound of countless arrows breaking through the air, as expected, at the moment when the cavalry rushed out of the city gate hole, countless arrows broke through the air from all directions, and the entrance of the entire city gate cave was like a nest shrouded by wild dancing wasps, and there was no dead end.

The huge shield was full of arrows in an instant, and then burst into the hands of several horsemen. Hundreds of feathered arrows were inserted into the horses and cavalry in an instant, and in the midst of the screams and neighing of the horses, the horses and knights fell to the ground and rolled and rushed out of the hole. The subsequent dozen or so cavalry that rushed out also ended in the same fate. The dense rain of arrows blocked the entrance to the city gate, and at least a cavalry, a fly or a mosquito, I am afraid that it will also be shot to the ground in such a rain of arrows.

Dozens of cavalry of the Guards Cavalry Battalion who rushed out in a row were all shot into hedgehogs in the dense rain of arrows, and the farthest distance had not yet broken ten zhang. This passage at the gate of the city seems to have become an abyss leading to death, as if it was the gate to hell opened by the soldiers and horses of the Great Zhou, and it seems that it is impossible to cross at all.

However, if you think so, you underestimate

The ability of the cavalry of the 3,000 personal guard battalion around Yang Jun is gone. The amount of effort Yang Jun spent on them is incalculable. When they were children, they gathered around them and invited many talented people to teach them all kinds of talents. Wen You's famous Confucianism in the world, Hanlin everyone is the teacher, Wu Ze personally taught the art of war battle array, and invited martial arts masters to teach martial arts. Regardless of whether you are an official of the imperial court or a master of martial arts, as long as Yang Jun takes a fancy to it, he will come with a large amount of money.

Everyone grew up in this environment, and I dare not say that they are all-rounders, but they are definitely different from ordinary people. Among them, martial arts are one of the skills that Yang Jun values the most, because what Yang Jun needs is not weak scholars, but to train them into a group of tigers and wolves. Not only is he physically strong and his martial arts skills are outstanding, but he must also be insightful and insightful. In terms of martial arts, the cavalry of the 3,000 Guards Battalion is even more masterful, and they are a group of top-notch people who have been tempered for thousands of years.

The brothers who rushed out of the city gate died in an instant under the rain of arrows, and of course the cavalry in the rear saw all of them. The commander of the Guards Cavalry Battalion, He Chuanzong, was at the forefront of the team, and he saw the situation outside, which was actually not unexpected by himself. At the time of the charge, he should have thought that this was the situation.

The war horse rushed forward, and He Chuanzong and more than a dozen horsemen on the left and right had already arrived at the entrance of the city gate. The rain of arrows in the sky struck him head-on with the icy wind, and the large shield of a soldier beside him burst in an instant. At this moment, a deafening shout broke out in He Chuanzong's mouth.

"Abandon the horse, follow me!" He Chuanzong roared, and his cross arm pointed the shield diagonally towards the exit, facing the rain of arrows in front of him. Arrows rained down, and after He Chuanzong rushed out of the cave with one person and one horse, he was immediately attacked by countless arrows. At the same time as the shield burst, the war horse under the crotch also fell to the ground with a mournful scream, and the front of the war horse was full of feathered arrows. However, at the moment when the war horse fell and the shield in his hand burst, He Chuanzong's body rose into the air on the horse, soaring to a height of a thousand feet. At the same time, the silver light in his hand flowed, and an iron spear in his hand danced like a wheel, scattering the arrows in all directions.

The reason why He Chuanzong was able to become the commander was because he was the best of the cavalry of the 3,000 personal guard battalion, in addition to his fatherly worship and loyalty to Yang Jun. The spear in his hand was unrivaled in the camp, and what he got was the true inheritance of the Jiangnan Tang family's overlord spear. The marksmanship of the Overlord gun is known for its swiftness, density and ferocity, and its essence is like electricity, coming and going without a trace. At this moment, He Chuanzong is using one of the tricks of the overlord gun, called 'Peacock Open Screen', as the name suggests, a spear dances like a peacock open screen in his hand, impermeable to the wind, and the water is impassable.

He Chuanzong was not alone, when he jumped in the air, more than a dozen cavalrymen also jumped up in mid-air from the horses they had been shot. Each of them had his own stunts, some wielding long knives, some dancing with cloaks, and arrows flying everywhere they struck. When more than a dozen people landed, none of them died, only two were injured.

More than a dozen people fell three zhang away, formed a battle formation under He Chuanzong's roar, and rushed to the Liao army fortifications dozens of steps away. He Chuanzong had a plan in his heart when he saw the opponent's encirclement formation, and he rushed towards the enemy's fortifications directly north, which was also the most lethal position of the opponent's entrance to the city gate. Doing so will also prevent the opposing archers from shooting behind and on the flanks while they are rushing to a certain point. This is also a crucial point for me.