Chapter 83: Yang Jing went out of the city to fight Xinglou

Ten thousand people are united, and the war horses are galloping. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info Chang'an is destined to be unquiet on this day!

In the direction of Weicheng, Zhang Renjie has already left. With Meng Fei and Sun Guanhua, the three of them spent the night in a small village not far from Weicheng. In the early morning, Zhang Renjie was the first to wake up from his sleep, stepped out of the door, and looked at the loess slope. Yellow weeds, barren. It seems to be colder today. Can't help but shudder.

Sun Guanhua and Meng Fei followed, and they couldn't help but wrap their clothes tightly. "It's cold in this Weicheng." Zhang Renjie said to himself.

Sun Guanhua shrunk into his clothes for more warmth. Listening to Zhang Renjie's somewhat melancholy words, the resentment in his heart came to mind, "Childe, don't think about it anymore." Have you forgotten what Yang Jing did to you? Since she wants to favor Jin Liu, let her go! Life or death has nothing to do with us. ”

Meng Fei also showed a displeased look. Zhang Renjie was a little disappreciative in his heart, and he even understood why Yang Jing did this. Although this person is a woman, he is thoughtful and suspicious. The emperor sent her to supervise the army, nominally to prevent Wang Wei's subordinates from rebelling, but in fact to encircle his own forces.

After leaving, I finally understood after thinking and meditating. I underestimate Yang Jing too much, this princess is not simple. It is darker and more poisonous than too many people's minds. But he couldn't understand one thing, his Meng family army had already attacked Chang'an, and if Chang'an was taken, Yang Junjie would be in his hands. She'll be at my mercy then. Why do you want to go your own way? Aren't you really afraid that I will kill her father? Zhang Renjie couldn't figure out this question himself. I really can't figure it out.

"Hum~~" The bright horn sounded, and it could be heard within a radius of ten miles. This is the clarion call for the offensive and the beginning of the killing.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! The drums of war had been beaten, and the voices of both sides were converging. It's really hard to tell which is more important than the other. "Boom, boom...... "Arrange your troops and go out of the city to meet the enemy." Presumably now Yang Jing is out of the city! Zhang Renjie was still a little worried about her. His eyes kept staring in the direction of Weicheng, and he seemed to be able to hear the boundless killing shouts in his ears. It can already be seen that Yang Jing's army was defeated, Jin Liuda opened the city gate and let Xinglou in~ A tragic scene emerged in Zhang Renjie's mind. "No! No way! I gotta go! ”

After saying this, Zhang Renjie rushed directly in the direction of Weicheng. Sun Guanhua slapped his thigh, "Huh! So what kind of ecstasy did Yang Jing give to her son? Although he complained, he hurriedly followed, and Meng Fei didn't have anything to do. Meng Lei explained that he must protect Zhang Renjie's safety. You can't run away from the battle. Holding Fang Tian's halberd, he also hurriedly followed. lest Zhang Renjie have an accident.

At this time, Yang Jing was heroic, wearing armor, standing on top of the wooden chariot. The soldiers in front rode horses, and the teams on both sides guarded, so they were not majestic. It is really the demeanor of the female generals of the imperial gate, indifferently glancing at the army of Xing Lou. Both sides are raising their flags. The blade is sharp and glows with a cold glow. War drums sounded, trumpets resounded in the sky.

Just like that, Xing Lou was on top of the chariot, and the soldiers in front gave way to a wide road and walked up slowly. As for the follower.

Stretching out his right hand and clenching his fist, the trumpet business came to an abrupt end. looked at Yang Jing opposite with a smile.

Yang Jing also understood what he meant, and with a wave of his left hand, the war drum stopped. Suddenly there was silence like a Zen temple.

Xing Lou was the first to speak: "Yang Jing! Now your imperial uncle has been orthodox and ascended the throne. Hurry up and surrender, you are still the royal family of my southern country. ”

Yang Jing was not to be outdone, with a gun and a stick between her words, and her words were sharp. Looking at Xing Lou and said, "Xing Lou!" The monarch of the southern kingdom was passed down from the previous emperor to his father. Nowadays, the world is in turmoil, and the ministers of the DPRK and China have no intention. The emperor's uncle is the king of Yanjing Qi, why doesn't he obey the will to pacify the disturbance? Why don't you stick to Yanjing to defend against Goryeo? Captured Luoyang and ascended the throne as emperor. Is this a usurpation of power? Hurt the weathering of the ancestors? ”

A few words came out, and everyone felt that what they said was right. This woman does have a sense of the big picture. They all agreed.

Xing Lou didn't care at all, still smiling. As soon as he opened his mouth, he came: "Your father?" He fled Luoyang. Won't it hurt the ancestors to weather? Don't lose the face of your ancestors? Why did the world become in turmoil? The emperor has no virtue, and the world attacks him. The respect of the Ninety-Five is only for those who are virtuous and leisurely! Not someone's place, not a private thing! Righteous words, sharp words, without giving this princess any face, these words are like a spear, directly piercing into his heart under the twin peaks.

Yang Jing was so angry that she couldn't speak for a while, pointed to Xing Lou, and gasped for breath, obviously angry. "Someone! Beat the drums! "Give the order to the drummers on the city wall.

This man, with thick muscles in his arms, grabbed and puffed with a pair of big hands, and the sound like thunder was very inspiring.

Xing Lou still didn't move, as if he was waiting for something, and he was not in a hurry to give orders.

Yang Jing took out his long sword, pointed directly at Xing Lou and ordered angrily: "Soldiers, fight hard to kill the enemy!" Defend Weicheng, he will win the world one day, and the princes will have a place to wait! ”

"Boom! Rumble! Rumble! "The war drums sounded, the war horses roared, and in the direction of Weicheng, 10,000 people attacked, rushing straight to Xinglou." Kill! Yes!!!! Take down Xinglou, the prince and the general ~~~" For a while, there was an overwhelming shout, and the dust around the earthquake began to fly.

Xing Lou then ordered at the trumpeter: "Kill the horn!" The sound of the charge! ”

Two or three meters long horn, three or five soldiers in front of him resisted on their shoulders, and the men behind him, their cheeks bulged, they took a deep breath, their faces were red, and they were blowing hard. "Buzz! Buzz~~~~"

The sword is directed at "Strike!" "An order. Gao Gao took the lead, like a sharp knife, and rushed straight into Yang Jing's army. Later, Lu Ping was defeated by Jin Liu, and he has been seeking when to take out this evil breath. Obviously, now, now, this is the time. Like a meteor and like water against the tide, the two armies converge together.

"Kill! Kill! Ah~"

The killing continued, and at the moment of convergence, blood had begun to flow from the ground, and there were more stumps and broken remains. It's not miserable, these are all people, they are all flesh and blood people. Now like crazy, he raised the butcher knife and swung it at his own kind, two strangers who had never known each other and had no intersection, now it is your life and death, and you can't stop.

Yang Jing watched the two armies converge like a tide, and hurriedly ordered: "Attack the left and right sides!" ”

"Order!"

The two unknown generals, with their own men and horses, like a surprise army, directly attacked the left and right wings of Xinglou's team.

Jin Liu stood inside the city gate, looking at the scenes that happened outside, it was inevitable that his heart was a little touched, war, war, it turns out that this is war, this is war, these two words are said very lightly, the nasal and throat vocal cords can be pronounced, but who knows that it represents bloodshed, sacrifice, countless children lose their fathers, countless wives lose their husbands, and countless white-haired people send away black-haired people.

Jin Liu has never been on the battlefield, and to this day, he finally understands why Northwest Hou doesn't care about human life, the reason is that he has seen a lot, and he is used to seeing life and death.