But words are easier said than done, Timoshengo and his gang disturbed a group of people pouring into the city gate, even if the officers and soldiers in the city heard the shouts outside, they couldn't stop the rolling crowd, Timoshenko and others mixed in the crowd and squeezed into the urn city.

After entering the urn city, there was a grassland and asked Temoshenge

"Temu Khan, what should we do next?"

In fact, Timoshenge didn't expect that he would be able to break through the city gate, he just wanted to give himself a boost, and at the same time wanted to create a little chaos to see if he could take advantage of the chaos to let the convoy in, but now that the city gate was in chaos, he led people into the urn city first, which was beyond his expectations.

Although it was unexpected, Timoshenge was not an idle person, and without thinking about it, he waved his horsewhip and pointed to the next city gate:

"Keep rushing! Rush directly into the capital. ”

The prairie asked:

"But now that the crowd has dispersed, there is no cover for us to try again."

Temoshengo looked around and looked at the people who were scattered and fleeing in the urn city, and Temoshengo smiled;

"We have no cover, but the officers and soldiers guarding the gate don't have the strength to arrest us again. See? The officers and soldiers of the government are busy arresting the people! ”

Someone else asked:

"But the urn city has three layers, even if we have the ability to break through this city gate again, how can we break the last layer of the urn city inside?"

At this time, Timoshenko had already whipped his horse, and the men and horses were galloping forward for a while, only to hear Timoshenko shouting on horseback:

"Let's talk about it inside! Now just rush! ”

As he spoke, Timoshenko roared and rushed to the city gates. The officers and soldiers were indeed busy arresting the fleeing rebels as Timoshenko said, and no one dared to stop these horses galloping on the grasslands, but what made Timoshengo care was that even if the officers and soldiers were not enough, there should not be a single person at the gate in front of him.

Just when Temoshenge was puzzled, a person with a long knife flashed in the second-layer urn city and looked at Temoshenge across the city gate. Although Temoshenge felt that the man was familiar, he could not see the man's face clearly when the city gate was dark. It doesn't matter if you can't see clearly, Timoshengo didn't intend to give face to that person, he only yelled at that person:

"I'll just say how the city gate is empty and undefended, it turns out that you kid wants to be a hero, come, today grandpa will let you know what the end of a hero is!"

Saying that, Timoshengo urged another wave of horsepower to rush straight to the guy in front of him, enter the door, drill a hole, and the galloping war horse was only one breath away from hitting the man's right shoulder, Temoshengo had already raised the horsewhip in his right hand, he waved the whip down with ease, and the next moment the fool who was blocking the way would have an extra blood stain on his face and crawl to the ground to find teeth, and Timoshenge could take someone to rush down the city gate.

Timoshenko was confident enough to whip the whip in the face of the man in front of him, and this trick of cutting off fallen leaves with a saber on the grassland was child's play, but surprisingly, just as the whip was about to hit its rightful position, the target in front of the whip actually disappeared. Before Temoshenko could be surprised, the target suddenly appeared in his field of vision again, only this time the figure had changed from Timoshenko's right to his left, and the long knife in the boy's hand had changed from carrying the knife in his hand to a horizontal knife shawl.

The battle-hardened Timoshengo was not good when he saw this, he thought that this was a rookie, who knew that this kid was a veteran, but the opportunity had been lost, and Temoshenge could only pay the price for his arrogance, he thought that his horse had been cut open by a long knife, and when he was hesitating, the person in front of him had turned the handle of the knife slightly. The sunlight reflected off the blade and struck Timoshenko's eyes. Temoshenge's eyelids couldn't help but squint when stimulated by the sun, but Temoshenge knew that the time of the battle was changing rapidly, and the slightest negligence on both sides during the real sword and gun competition would cost him his life, not to mention that Temoshenge had already lost the first move.

So Temoshengo endured the stinging pain and opened his eyes, and he saw an even brighter white light piercing straight in front of him, billowing murderous aura from the top of the white light piercing his pores and seeping into his flesh and freezing his blood. Temoshengo was all too familiar with this feeling, and the white blade was like this, and if he hesitated for even a moment, a transparent hole would be poked out of his face. Temoshenko, who was terrified in his heart, immediately stopped his horse, and the war horse was suddenly strangled and rose up when he was charging rapidly.

Temoshenge is not afraid of the war horse standing up, his equestrian skills are exquisite, this little hour is nothing, on the contrary, he can just dodge the white blade when the person stands up. But the next moment Timoshengo cried out in his heart, because the moment the horse stood up, he suddenly felt that the stirrups on the soles of his feet had lost strength, and the saddle under his crotch actually slid to the side, and Timoshenge, who lived on horseback, immediately understood that the bastard who attacked him didn't know when he had cut off the belt that held the saddle in place.

But what if you know? Without a focus on Temoshenge, he had lost his center of gravity, coupled with the horror in his heart, the white blade was approaching, it was difficult for him to show his skills, and he could only be thrown off the horse heavily. After a muffled "plop", Timoshenko fell to the ground, and his horse was already frightened and galloped out in the dust. Temoshengo coughed and waved his hand to disperse the dust in front of him, but he only waved his hand twice before he was forced to stop, because the cold touch from his neck told him that the white blade that had just hit his face was already on his neck.

Temoshengo was considered a success, and the others were now lying in the second urn city, and the other grasslands that followed him did not have this

Fortunately, those guys who rushed forward were blocked in the city gate and reined in their horses, as long as they rushed forward, they would step on Timoshenko, and those who were still in the first urn city were surrounded by the spears of the officers and soldiers who rushed up in groups, and they dismounted their horses, and Timoshengo could see what was happening in the urn city behind him without looking back, and the neighing of the horses and the shouting of the riders had told him everything.

After waiting for the dust to clear, Timoshengo gently turned his head and glanced at the man with the knife next to him, and he sneered:

"I'll just say how you look familiar, it turns out to be Marquis Qi."

Qi Rongxun also sneered:

"Do you know that you are still breaking hard, and your head is beaten with iron?"

Although Qi Rongxun was speaking, but the knife in his hand was not put down, at this time there was another sound of horses' hooves and the sound of rolling wheels from the city gate, and after a gallop, Peach Chase Tiger and Peach Chase Deer came to the gate of the urn city to roll the saddle and dismount, Peach Chase Tiger first hugged Qi Rongxun and said:

"Qi Hou, Temu Khan is my guest of Taizheng, and he doesn't give people face by using knives and guns."

Qi Rongxun was a little hesitant when he heard this, he looked at Brother Timoshenge, who didn't plan to put away the knife for the time being, he only said:

"Tao Dalang, this Taisho guest you are talking about is already the first time that he has violated the king's law? If I don't give him face, he has to give himself face anyway. ”

Timoshenko saw it very openly, he let the blade of the knife rest on his neck, and he himself turned over and sat down cross-legged, and he only said:

"The city gate has always been for people to enter, but you have set up a card for no reason but accused me of breaking the law, what law did I commit? I just can't get used to seeing you know the law and break the law, so that's why I offended you. ”