Chapter 393: Xiliang Xing (25)

The next day. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

As soon as the day dawned, the army of Luo Tong and Han Wu set out of camp, sweeping towards Yincheng like a gust of wind, 16,000 iron horsemen, running like rolling thunder, the earth shook, the mountains shouted and the tsunami, the sound was terrifying.

When I came to the city of Yincheng, I saw that the city gate was closed, and there were a large number of people standing above, pointing at the cavalry outside the city, constantly discussing, behind them, around, there were more soldiers actively preparing for battle, some wearing armor, but some were wearing the clothes of the people.

In short, this is a ragtag army, which is put together by many forces. Among them, the family private soldiers are the mainstay, then the county government soldiers, and finally the newly recruited recruits.

Looking at the city tower, Luo Yi rode a few steps forward, raised his head and shouted: "Luo Yi, the general of Zhenxi, Baiguan, Ling'er will open the city as soon as possible!" ā€

"Zhenxi General Luo Yi worships the pass, and Ling'er opens the city as soon as possible!"

"Zhenxi General Luo Yi worships the pass, and Ling'er opens the city as soon as possible!"

Luo Yi shouted three times in a row, each of which shook the sky, spread out with him as the center, and spread to the top of the city tower.

Among the heads of several families, there were obviously no leading figures, and they all looked at each other, and no one wanted to speak.

The county commander wearing an iron helmet suddenly took two steps back the moment he saw Luo Yi, perhaps because he was afraid that Luo Yi would remember his face, so he covered his face with his hands from time to time.

"This..."

"Can you open the door?"

"Can't open it, never open it, if they go into the city and kill people, what will happen?"

"If we don't open, we'll rebel, I don't want to bear this charge, if we can't win, then the consequences..."

"You are so cowardly, how can you say that you were recruiting troops and buying horses!"

.......

As soon as Luo Yi's three words came out, there was a direct quarrel on the city tower, they were not in line with their hearts, some wanted to open the door, they were timid and afraid, afraid of getting into trouble, but some of them were bold, but they wanted to repel Luo Yi.

After a long time, one of the men with stubble on his face shouted at Luo Yi: "We just don't open, what are you going to do?" Hum! If you have the ability, you will attack it. ā€

But as soon as he spoke, an old man next to him hurriedly shouted: "No, it's not like this, it's... It was the Qiang people who had recently rebelled, and we were worried that the Qiang people would break the city, so we voluntarily formed an alliance to resist the Qiang people, and if the general could prove that he was sent by the king, we would open the door immediately. ā€

The old man's words were obviously much gentler.

Looking at the scene on the city tower, Luo Yi couldn't cry or laugh, turned his horse's head and returned to the military formation.

Luo Yi said with a smile: "General Han, I see this silver city, there is no need to attack it, just one plan, the city will be broken tomorrow night!" ā€

Oh?

Han Wu asked, "What's the plan?" ā€

Luo Yi showed a deep look on his face and smiled: "I want to say it, what else does it mean." If nothing happens, you will lead your troops to the south gate tomorrow night, and someone will open the door and surrender. ā€

Luo Yi didn't want to say, and Han Wu didn't ask, it was better to buy some guanzi, so that there could be expectations.

But looking at the more than 10,000 elite soldiers standing behind him, Han Wu frowned and said, "Then our Xingshi mobilizes the crowd to come here, can't we make a false shot?" ā€

"How is that possible?"

Luo Yi said with a smile: "Since you are here, you might as well come forward to challenge and establish a prestige, so that the people in the city know that we are powerful." This will be very useful for my next strategy. ā€

Han Wu grinned and said, "Okay, it's on me." ā€

"Feng Si." Han Wu suddenly turned sideways and shouted.

Rushing out from behind, holding a long knife in one hand and pulling the reins in the other, stood in front of Han Wu.

Han Wu shouted: "Come forward to challenge and cheer for my western expedition army." ā€

"Order."

The young man named Feng Si answered, shouted loudly, drove the war horse, and ran in the direction of Yincheng. When he came to the bottom of the city tower, he pointed up with his long knife and shouted: "Listen to the people in the city, I am the flag order under the command of the general of Zhenxi, and those who dare to come down and taste grandpa's big knife!" ā€

"Who dares to fight?"

In the Tang Dynasty, the flag order was a very small official position, only responsible for conveying the orders of the generals, equivalent to the modern herald, scout, guard nature, in short, there is no real power, not as good as a centurion with real power in the army.

On the city tower, the strong man with stubble on his face sneered and sneered: "Hmph! Just a banner order, dare to be here, wait for me to go down and take his dog's head. ā€

"Don't worry, don't worry..."

A person next to him grabbed him and said with a smile: "Just a flag officer, why do you want to take action personally, I have a general, his martial arts are good, and it is easy to kill him." ā€

This person obviously supported the big man with a stubble on his face, and agreed not to let Luo Yi and the others enter the city; And now that he saw that the one who came to call for the battle was a small flag officer, how could he leave this kind of opportunity for meritorious service to the big man.

"Okay, Vermilion, then it's up to you."

The big man obviously didn't understand Zhu Hong's thoughts, and said casually.

Zhu Hong smiled, turned around and shouted, "Zhu Jing, go and cut off that person's head for me." ā€

As he snapped, a very strong black-faced man came out from behind him, holding two hammers in his hands, bareheaded, extremely terrifying.

Zhu Jing hugged his fists and said: "Don't worry, hmph, I will definitely break the corpse of that guy who called the array!" ā€

Carrying two hammers, Zhu Jing went downstairs.

"Brother Lu, don't worry, this Zhu Jing has the courage of ten thousand people, even I can't beat him, let alone the little flag officer under the city."

After Zhu Jing left, Zhu Hong looked at the big man with stubble next to him.

The Han surnamed Lu, called Lu Siniu, has a large share of the industry in Yincheng and is quite powerful, but he is reckless and does not like to accumulate wealth, so he has always been sitting on the mountain and enjoying the wealth left by his ancestors.

He is also as his name, Lu Siniu, really like a cow, dark and swarthy, surprisingly strong, in Yincheng, few people can beat him.

Lu Siniu nodded and said, "That's good, this is the first battle, we must win!" ā€

Seeing Lu Siniu and Zhu Hong fighting with great interest, everyone around them had different thoughts, some hoped that Lu Siniu and Zhu Hong could fight a few beautiful battles, some were worried about failure, angering Luo Yi and Han Wu, and some were directly afraid, wanting to leave but didn't dare. In general, half of the people present supported the resistance, and half supported the entry of Luo Yi and Han Wu into the city.

"Kill...!!"

Just when there was another riot on the city tower, the city gate was opened, and the black fierce man Zhu Jing ran out, riding a tall horse, carrying two hammers, and running towards the flag officer Feng Si with a roar.

As soon as he saw this strong man, Luo Yi immediately became worried, and hurriedly said, "General Han, I think let's change people quickly..." ā€

"What's wrong?"

"I think Feng Si is definitely not the opponent of that black man, the first battle is extremely important, but you can't lose."

Han Wu naturally knew this, and he suddenly smiled and said: "General Luo, you can rest assured, this Feng Si is my countryman, he has followed me since he was a child, I know him best, and his martial arts are very good, just because he has not served in the army before, and he has no military achievements, he has only recently joined the army, so now it is a small flag order, if he is allowed to fight a few more battles, he must be a very good general." This time, even if he was given a chance to practice, the black man seemed to be strong, but in fact, he was bulky, and he was not Feng Si's opponent at all. ā€

Luo Yi knew that Han Wu was a martial arts master, what he said had a certain martial arts basis, and between the masters, they could see each other's strengths and weaknesses at a glance, and this kind of ability could only be achieved when martial arts reached a certain level.

Luo Yi breathed a sigh of relief and nodded, "Okay, then we'll see." ā€

At this time, in the field, the battle is about to break out.

Zhu Jing rushed out with a hammer, without saying a word, rushed to Feng Si, smashed his head, and shouted: "Die!" ā€

Feng Si was also unambiguous, dodged sideways, and drove the war horse to quickly circle Zhu Jing's rear, and the long knife swung forward, slashing out like lightning, and directly hitting Zhu Jing's back.

Clang!

In a hurry, Zhu Jing turned around to resist, and the hammer was raised upward, forcing Feng Si's long knife to bounce away.

It can be seen from this that Zhu Jing is really powerful, I am afraid that he can pick up a hundred-pound boulder with one hand, otherwise in the situation just now, it is impossible to resist Feng Si's full attack.

However, as Han Wu said, Zhu Jing has great strength, but his body is bulky, and his reaction is too slow, in front of Feng, he is simply like a tortoise and a rabbit, forming a stark contrast.

The long knife was blocked by the hammer, and Feng Si's eyes were slightly stunned, obviously very surprised. At this moment, he knew that he was by no means Zhu Jing's opponent in terms of strength, and if he wanted to win, he had to win with skill and knife skills.

Speaking of knife techniques, he couldn't help but feel a trace of arrogance in his heart.

His sword technique was learned from Han Wu all over the body, although he didn't learn it all, but it was also extremely rare, and he had never met an opponent for a long time.

"Black carbon, look at the knife!"

Feng Si suddenly clamped the horse's belly, his whole body rose into the air, and the long knife in his hand slashed towards Zhu Jing in the air, as sharp and fast as lightning.

Zhu Jing snorted coldly, and struck with all his strength, but he didn't pay attention to it at all, and the two sledgehammers went head-on again.

Clang! Bang!

The next scene surprised everyone...

According to the normal situation, the two should collide fiercely, but when Feng Si's long knife fell, it didn't stay for too long, it could be said that it was scattered at one touch, and the power was not too great, and it couldn't be compared to the large-scale and difficult action just now.

And after the long knife was cut down, what everyone didn't expect was that all of Feng Si's strength was concentrated on his feet, and while Zhu Jing raised the hammer to resist, he kicked Zhu Jing in the chest, kicking Zhu Jing more than a foot away.

Feng Si's shoes were specially made, and there was a very hard and sharp iron weapon at the top, just to be able to fight this moment on the battlefield.

This move was also learned from Han Wu, and usually Feng Si felt that the move was a little too despicable, but the moment he really kicked the enemy away, Feng Si didn't feel that way at all.

On the battlefield, no matter whether it is despicable or not, as long as you can win the battle, it is good.

Among all the people watching the battle, only Han Wu showed a faint smile, nodded and said, "General Luo, how is it?" I said before that Feng Si would definitely win, but this was the second move, and the black-faced man was defeated. ā€

Luo Yi threw a contemptuous look at him, he also saw that trick just now, it was really despicable.

Han Wu didn't care at all, and shouted at Feng Sisi in the battlefield: "Little Si, it's good, hurry up and rush over and break that black charcoal into ten thousand pieces!" ā€

When Feng Si heard Han Wu's words of encouragement, his spirit was shocked, and he ran towards Zhu Jing with a long knife.

"Ahh

Zhu Jing felt the danger and shouted, and the hammer was lifted again, but because he was seriously injured, there was already a blood hole in his chest, and the blood flowed, so his strength was much weaker, and he only raised a hammer, and covered his chest with the other hand to prevent too much blood from flowing out.

I saw Feng Si leap up in the air and slash it with one sword!

Clang!

Immediately afterwards, the long knife paused for a moment, then moved forward bravely, and slashed at Zhu Jing's shoulder at once, Zhu Jing's hammer could not support it, blocked it back, and landed on his head, smashing out a large piece of plasma.

The scene was extremely bloody, and if it weren't for people who were used to seeing life and death, I was afraid that they would vomit immediately.

Burst!

With a successful move, Feng Si didn't give the other party a chance to refute, and swung another knife to cut off Zhu Jing's head.

The whole process can be said to be clean and neat, and it didn't take long, and in the horrified eyes of everyone, Feng Si had already killed Zhu Jing and returned to his mount with his head.

On the castle tower, Zhu Hong looked shocked, Zhu Jing was his most powerful general, he spent a lot of money to scrape, in order to make Zhu Jing loyal, he also deliberately changed the other party's surname to Zhu, in order to show his attention, but he didn't expect that the battle was only three rounds, and he lost his life.

The black-faced man Lu Siniu was furious, and shouted: "The little flag official is crazy, wait for me to get you!" ā€

After saying that, he picked up his mace and went downstairs in a rage.

At this moment, he is the only one on the city tower who can still have such confidence, and the rest of the people are frightened and bloodless, and a living person has been cut off from his head.

This is the end of the rebellion, looking at the overwhelming iron cavalry army outside the city, many family heads are retreating in their hearts.