The clouds cover the moon, and people don't stop.

Zhao Cheng and his men finally saw the shadow of Yangzhou City. He was overjoyed, the majestic Yangzhou City, Zhao Cheng felt the joy of success in advance.

Mr. Li looked at Yangzhou City at night and sighed secretly.

"Brothers, Yangzhou City is in front, success or failure is here!" Zhao Cheng turned around, and the soldiers behind him said.

Subsequently, 5,000 men and horses, like a poisonous snake, began to touch the east gate of Yangzhou City.

The sides of the official road gradually became open and flat, and at this time, the black clouds that had been shrouding the bright moon began to retreat.

Qinghui sprinkled it again.

Zhao Cheng, who was happily hurrying away, gradually appeared in the eyes of some figures, he thought he was dazzled, rubbed his eyes, and looked again, this time, he was stunned.

In the distance, a group of people were standing in a disorderly manner, and at the forefront, a general in armor and holding a golden sword.

Zhao Cheng never thought that there would be someone waiting for him here in advance, and besides, there were so many people.

Stunned for a moment, Zhao Cheng looked back at Mr. Li.

"Childe, don't panic, it seems that it is just a group of improvised young people, and it is definitely not Childe's opponent." Mr. Li was also taken aback, he didn't expect Han Chufei to have such a ability, in Zhao Cheng's panicked eyes, he comforted Zhao Cheng, saying so on his lips, but muttered in his heart, although Han Chufei's people were all pulled up temporarily, but Zhao Cheng's soldiers were not much stronger.

"Brothers, don't panic, a group of rabble, not officials and soldiers at all, the right to use them to practice their hands, as long as they enter Yangzhou City, glory and wealth, beauty and gold, there are!" Zhao Cheng listened to Mr. Li's words and stabilized his mind, since he has taken care of his face, he can't go back, besides, he has no way to retreat, he has to fight if he has been beaten, and he has to fight if he can't fight.

Zhao Cheng's soldiers passed through Zhao Cheng's bewitchment, the beauty gold, heh, that has to be done, as the old saying goes, wealth and wealth are sought in danger.

So the five thousand men began to move forward with their swords in hand.

Han Chufei looked at the rebels who were advancing cautiously, and naturally smiled contemptuously, who could be bluffed in this battle.

"Are you afraid?" Han Chufei asked.

"I'm afraid...... You have to do it, too. The strong man with a big knife behind him replied while wiping the cold sweat from his head.

"Yes, it's all here, can you still be a deserter? Governor, you are underestimating us. A sword-wielding soldier slowly drew his sword and muttered.

Han Chufei smiled, very satisfied in his heart, these young people seem to have not reached the point where the mud can't support the wall, and with a little training in the future, they will definitely be an elite army.

Zhao Cheng's soldiers seemed to be exploring the way, taking two steps and stopping, shaking the weapons in their hands from time to time, as if they were demonstrating or emboldening themselves.

Zhao Cheng stood at the back of the line, urging constantly.

At the end, Mr. Li looked at this group of soldiers who were not greedy for life and afraid of death, shook his head incessantly, he took a few steps back, turned around and walked away, and disappeared.

At this time, Zhao Cheng was so focused on his opponent that he didn't notice that Mr. Li was missing.

"Hurry up, hurry up, rush me, and destroy them in one go." Zhao Cheng saw that no one in his soldiers was willing to take the lead, and he was annoyed for a while, he raised your bunch of things for nothing on weekdays, and he was really greedy for life and afraid of death.

"You, lead me to charge!" Zhao Cheng angrily grabbed a doorman beside him and said sharply.

"Yes, yes, Childe!" The doorman was startled and replied repeatedly.

Under the leadership of the doorman, the rebels began to run and kill Han Chufei.

Han Chufei showed his golden sword, and with the cold light of the moonlight, he suddenly became murderous, and the coercion of the whole person was scattered outside the eastern city.

"Charge!" Han Chufei shouted, jumped up with a knife, and rushed out.

Behind him, the three thousand Yangzhou disciples raised their legs one after another, roaring and rushing towards the rebels. Although there were only 3,000 people, the moment they charged, it was as if there were 30,000 people, with incomparable confidence and enthusiasm, and they followed Han Chufei closely without hesitation.

Although the number of rebels was large, they were frightened by the high morale of these 3,000 people, and many people stopped one after another......

Zhao Cheng saw that the situation was not good, no, he must not lose this time, otherwise his rebellion would not have become a joke, he didn't even touch the city wall of Yangzhou City, and he was defeated by the young men who were temporarily summoned, and it was too cowardly.

Thinking about it, Zhao Chengyi gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, hey, no matter, this time it's out! I saw him roll up his sleeves, roll up his clothes, pick up the guy, and rushed forward, those doormen were dumbfounded, was this stupid or stunned, he actually carried a knife himself, and he didn't know how many pounds and taels he had? I'm afraid that under Han Chufei's golden knife, he won't be able to go through two rounds.

In the panic, the doorman who had no idea remembered Mr. Li and began to look around, only to find out that Mr. Li was gone!

However, Zhao Cheng had already rushed over regardless of it, and they had to follow, at this time, if he ran away, maybe he would miss something, in case Zhao Cheng won, then wouldn't he regret it and simply gamble.

When the rebels saw Zhao Chengdu rushing in person, they paid it back, this boy has never been so brave, and he has always been pampered.

In an instant, the rebels' sweet dreams once again defeated their fears and began to follow Zhao Cheng's forward-looking charge.

The people on both sides fought together outside the east city of Yangzhou.

The bright moon and the breeze, the sword light and sword shadow.

The quiet Xiongcheng just watched his children fight together.

The head of the city, bulging.

The captain of the patrol city, who went to the city alone, picked up the drumstick, which had not been used for many years, and struck it.

The more and more passionate drum beat invigorates the hearts of every Yangzhou child.

I saw that in the midst of the chaos, the strong man with the big sword, bare-chested and bare-chested, went into battle shirtless, the clumsy big knife was out of order, and it really cut off the head, blood, and the rebels stained his chest red.

There is even that gentleman, the three-foot Qingfeng comes out of his sleeve, and spit out the letter is to kill people. For a while, the more he fought, the more courageous he became, and the rebels who killed him cried and cried his mother, and he couldn't resist it.

Zhao Cheng is also full of blood and blood, constantly slashing and killing, there is already no distinction between the enemy and me, as long as he appears in front of him, it is a random chop. Those doormen desperately guarded his back. For a time, many young people died tragically under Zhao Cheng's knife.

Han Chufei saw that the man was killing happily, and it seemed that he could fight, so he rushed to kill him.

Zhao Cheng had red eyes, saw Han Chufei who was killed, and saw that it was a golden knife, and his identity was immediately judged, and he was instantly furious, and he actually went head-on.

The doormen were frightened, but the opponent was the governor of Yangzhou, isn't this sending him to death?

Who knew that Zhao Cheng couldn't stop it, as if he was going to play with his life.

Han Chufei was not afraid of the enemy general, and secretly said happily, he had been lying in bed for so long, and he had long wanted to move his muscles and bones, and he came just in time!

Golden knife, out.