The ants smell the smell when the rainstorm comes, so they move their homes to higher ground. Grass people can smell in times of turmoil, but all they can do is go back to their homes, as if they were the safest place. It's safer than wandering down the street.

The palace was very lively, but the sound of cannons could not be heard in the era of cold weapons, and the people outside the palace didn't know what was going on inside, but the rumor had already spread. At first, there was an unidentified horse team rampant from the downtown to the palace, and those who knew it had already smelled bad, and then there was a disturbance in the palace, and some petty officials ran home, and the news spread.

The news is not a rumor, the most telling thing is that I didn't hear the drum when I arrived at the unitary today, and the drum sound on the palace city is a signal for the alternate rotation of the guards of the various gates, and it is also a signal for the upper and lower values in the yamen. It was terriblely quiet tonight, and I didn't hear a single drum sound, isn't there something wrong?

The normally bustling East Market suddenly became deserted, and the ground was full of overturned and messy goods. Of course, they are not valuable things, silk porcelain or something has already been moved in, mainly fruits, vegetables, etc., which have been trampled on by people. It was as if a plague had suddenly broken out and everyone had died.

I saw that there was actually a person in the city, with a cloak and ragged clothes, who turned out to be a beggar. The beggar wandered leisurely, unhurriedly picking the relatively good fruit among the trampled fruits, and stuffing them into his bosom while eating. He was holding a bunch in his arms, one in his mouth, and two in his right hand, looking very greedy.

A bankrupt beggar picks up the fruit and looks very lonely, which makes the whole East Market more and more lonely.

……

Inside Chengtianmen, it seemed to be suddenly lonely, and when he saw that he was talking by force, the war of words had lost its meaning, and Xue Chongxun no longer scolded Li Longji.

On the opposite side, a piece of bright light armor flashed with the last streamer of the setting sun, and the Mo knife spear was erected like a forest, slowly unfolding the attack queue.

Tang Chaoren wiped the sweat on his clothes with his palms, put the horizontal knife handle on his waist, turned his head to Xue Chongxun and said in a deep voice: "After defeating this guard, most of the 10,000 cavalry battalions of Xuanwu Gate will also arrive. ”

Xue Chongxun's face was pale, if he hadn't been able to kill Li Longji directly, even if Chang Yuankai and the others had successfully mobilized the Yulin Army to fight, would they be able to beat ten thousand horsemen?

He took a long breath, his face showed an extremely ugly smile, and he smiled at Tang Chaoren: "When we rested during the day yesterday, I didn't sleep well, but my dream was very good. I dreamed that I had returned to my childhood hometown, nothing had changed, there was a river outside the yard, and on the right was the house of the uncle's family...... I remember in my dream, there was a girl next to me, very beautiful. ”

Tang Chaoren didn't know that Xue Chongxun's childhood hometown was a distant place, and thought that he was talking about the Xue family in Hedong, so he smiled and said: "Xue Lang has indeed not been back for several years." ”

Xue Chongxun slowly pulled out a horizontal knife from his waist, and he brought two with him.

Tang Chaoren asked again: "Who is that little lady?" Do I recognize it? ”

"You don't recognize it." Xue Chongxun looked at the iron armor group in front of him.

Tang Chaoren said: "What happened to that little lady and you later?" ”

At this moment, I suddenly heard a voice behind me shouting: "Eldest brother, I am still your right wing!" ”

When Xue Chongxun and the others turned around, they saw that it was Wu Chongxing, the second lang of the martial family, who was five big and three thick, had a wide face and beard, and he looked old, he was actually a few years younger than Xue Chongxun.

Wu Erlang was carrying a Mo knife, and he was also wearing a large purple flower ayara, which looked nondescript, and he was about to come on the outside of the upper side, and he rushed to come when he heard the wind.

"Good! Let's have another polo game. Xue Chongxun laughed.

At this time, Xue Chongxun saw a woman dressed in white like Chang'e on the tower of Chengtianmen City, who was not his mother? Wu Erlang patted his horse and came over: "Our mother has just come over, and she is up there." ”

"See."

Xue Chongxun suddenly pulled out the horizontal knife with a "swish", rode his horse and galloped a few steps sideways, raised the long knife to the city tower, and shouted: "I fight for the princess of the Tang Dynasty!" ”

Immediately the army shouted. Wu Erlang laughed when he heard it, and he almost didn't laugh out of tears, remembering the last polo match, the eldest brother also shouted like this.

The first wave of cavalry on Li Longji's side had already raised their long weapons, and the formation of a line of characters had activated the horses' hooves. Xue Chongxun immediately shouted: "Zhang Wulang, the commander of the Left Brigade, attack with me!" ”

"The last will be ordered!"

"Bao Cheng, the right brigade and the middle brigade will follow up!"

"Order!"

The left brigade was a hundred people, and the ten fire men formed two horizontal columns, and they pulled out their weapons one after another. As the sun sets, the hats and bamboo pieces on their bodies are gray and black, echoing the elongated black shadows on the ground.

Xue Chongxun looked back left and right, and said loudly: "Take care, everyone...... Let's be brothers in the next life! After that, he raised his long knife and pointed straight ahead: "Defeat the enemy!" ”

Seeing this, a eunuch on the city tower whispered beside Princess Taiping: "His Royal Highness's two sons are rushing forward, Wu Erlang is not wearing armor......"

Princess Taiping was expressionless and silent. Her neck was straight, and she still maintained the noble demeanor of a court lady, staring motionlessly at the situation under the city, and no one knew what she was thinking.

I saw that the Flying Tiger Regiment below the city tower was divided into three waves of formation, and it had already hedged over, and now it was too late.

After the first wave of attacks led by Xue Chongxun, he skillfully changed formation, and the two teams of men and horses formed a double vertical formation, like a sharp arrow straight through.

Fifty paces, the arrow feathers in the air flew like locusts. Wearing bamboo armor, the Flying Tigers were almost completely defenseless against bows and arrows, but their long and narrow formation effectively reduced the threat and caused few casualties.

Before receiving the enemy, the army broke out with a shout, and Tang Chaoren shouted: "Change! ”

In an instant, the double-vertical formation spread out to both sides like a paper fan, forming two fans on the left and right with Xue Chongxun's generals as the center.

That's not a fan, it's two sword lights!

"Bang bang bang!" The men and horses on both sides collided like two groups of mad cows, and suddenly the people turned on their backs, shouting to kill the heavens.

It was too late to say that it was too late, and a corpse was left in the ground in an instant, and Xue Chongxun's department directly pierced through the forward of the Donggong Guard, leaving it behind, and the middle brigade of the Flying Tiger Regiment immediately caught up with the forward who had lost their momentum.

Li Longji and the others were just behind their forward team, and when they saw the first wave of the Flying Tigers suddenly breaking through the forwards and rushing towards them, Li Longji himself was also shocked. Unlike Xue Chong, who trains martial arts, he doesn't know martial arts at all, he can't fight, he can only lay out and engage in politics, seeing this thunder and lightning-like scene, he has forgotten the comparison of advantages and disadvantages, and said in a panic: "Quick, stop them!" ”

Xue Chongxun's burst of cheers was like in his ears: "The one in yellow clothes is Li San, and the one who beheads him is the marquis of a thousand households!" ”

Li Longji's second wave of guards had already rushed towards him, and by this time Xue Chongxun's left brigade had already lost dozens of people, and the rest of the troops were thin. But he understands that killing Li Longji is the ultimate goal, and everything else is floating clouds.

Pierced by surprise, the fighter plane is right in front of you! At the last moment, who can take care of the enemy?

"Kill!"

"Erlang, right wing! Tang Tuan Lian, Left Wing! Cover Zhang Goro and rush over! Zhang Wulang, look at your archery! Xue Chongxun raised his knife and rushed.

Zhang Wulang said: "Eighty steps! I didn't shoot Li Saburo, I ate the arrow! ”

The hordes of heavily armored guards in front of him looked like a steel wall. The bright light and the sound of metal grinding with the rattling sound made Xue Chongxun feel like an egg hitting a stone. In an instant, the scene of biting a walnut shell with his teeth came to his mind.

"Bang!" A knife slashed at the shoulder of a soldier on the opposite side, and with a slid blade, the force penetrated the armor, and the blood on the man's neck came out, covering his neck and planting his horse. Xue Chongxun and several people rushed into the enemy group as soon as possible.

"Bang bang!" There is only iron and blood in the eyes, iron is glittering, blood is flying. Some people are shouting, some people are crying, some people are howling, this is hell on earth.

In the orange light and red light, Xue Chongxun's sweat splashed in the air. At a glance, I saw that most of the dozens of warriors of the Flying Tiger Regiment had hung up. I saw a lonely cavalryman of the Flying Tiger Regiment surrounded by a group of people, full of arrows, like a hedgehog, as if he was not dead, sitting on a horse and still shaking the horizontal knife in his hand. "Wow!" At this time, a big Mo knife swept over, and the hedgehog's head flew away.

"Whoosh!" Suddenly, an arrow flew by, and the left side of Xue Chongxun's neck was cold, and then it hurt hotly, and he touched it with his hand, and a handful of blood.

"Xue Lang!"

"It's okay, mosquito bite, a few more steps!"

There was a burst of cheers behind him, and Bao Cheng, who was playing with a big knife, carried a big knife and followed with a bloody horse. The East Palace forwards behind have all been killed, and the right brigade of the Flying Tiger Regiment has stepped on the corpses, and the blood of the corpses on the ground has not yet been shed, and the blood is splashed like a waterline.

At this time, Li Longji, who was behind the army, had already turned his horse's head, and Gao Lishi said: "Wang Maozhong, resist!" After shouting, the hundred horsemen beside Li Longji followed, turned around and escorted him away.

"Li San wants to run!" Xue Chongxun shouted, waving his horizontal knife while continuing to rush forward. At this time, the Flying Tiger Regiment that fell into the enemy group was killed and wounded, and was divided into pieces, and there were only four people left on Xue Chongxun's side in the middle!

Xue Chongxun is in the middle, Wu Erlang is on the right, Tang Tuanlian is sitting, and Zhang Wulang is in the back. Not long after the war began, they all hung up their lottery.

Among them, Xue Chongxun is in the middle, with a special identity, and is the focus of archers, with several arrows stuck in his back, fortunately wearing armor. Zhang Wulang also has arrow feathers on his body, and he has been repeating a few actions, drawing arrows from the quiver, stringing, pulling, and releasing arrows.

"Ahh Suddenly, a scream was heard, and a Mo knife swept over, and Tang Chaoren's left arm flew out. A moment later, another rider rushed head-on, and the Mo knife was aimed at Tang Chaoren's chest.

"Zhang Wulang!" It was too late for Xue Chongxun to rescue, and he shouted without looking back.

Zhang Wulang's head was covered with blood and sweat, and he reached out to the quiver and touched it, and suddenly grabbed an empty one, the quiver was empty! Seeing that the enemy cavalry was approaching, Zhang Wulang directly reached out and grabbed an arrow inserted in his arm, gritted his teeth and pulled it out, and put the arrow on the bow, "Whoosh!" In the right eye of the enemy horseman, the man threw his head directly from the horse, and the Mo knife in his hand grazed Tang Chaoren's stirrup and fell.

Zhang Wulang exhaled, and suddenly saw another rider raise his spear, about to throw it at Tang Chaoren! Zhang Wulang immediately gasped...... G