Su Yicongee suddenly realized, and his face was red with shame about Fang Cai's misunderstanding: "What General Yang said is that it is much better to be embattled than to storm a Wanbei city. "He wants to see what tricks these little kings are playing.

Yang Keshan raised his eyebrows and stretched his muscles: "Go, go ahead and regenerate three campfires, remember, let the people in this pheasant Xin City see it, and bring the lamb leg hump brought by our camp to learn from their feasting on the Gobi Desert!" ”

No, immediately there were several teams of young soldiers who divided the starry night bonfires and carried large lumps of freshly slaughtered mutton around the camp.

This posture is like going to attack the city, it is clearly eating, drinking, and having fun in front of the battle, deliberately shouting!

Su Yi Congee smelled the aroma of barbecue and sighed, General Yang is full of tricks and does not pay for his life, this trick is really enough damage, if he is the general of this Pheasant Xincheng, he has to vomit blood three catties in anger and immediately fight to the death.

Soldiers can be killed, but not humiliated.

Su Yicongee picked up the long sword at his waist, reached out and tore off the half-cooked and bloodshot pieces of meat and stuffed them into his mouth, his eyes stared at the dark and towering city tower for a moment, and suddenly, there were several beacon fires burning on the door of the building with only a few fires, and the half of the sky was red, and there were wooden tools in the city gate, and several black shadows swept over the sky, with billowing whistling and thick smoke towards the bonfire camp-

"Get out of the way!" Su Yicongee was shocked and drank, jumped back to dodge, "boom", the bonfire that was originally roasting lamb leg and camel meat had been smashed out of the pit by the boulder, and the sand and dust splashed down on his face, and several soldiers who had no time to avoid were knocked away and wailed and rolled, "It's a stone bullet!" "There must have been a catapult in Pheasant Xin City, and before he could speak, several flying stones were smashed down in a mess, smashing the front of Dayan's camp into a mess.

Yang Keshan has experienced a hundred battles and will not be confused by this trick: "Don't panic! Judging from the weight of this flying stone, the throwing distance is not more than half a mile, which is why he placed the camp here without being affected by the stone throwing equipment in the city, "Ka", the general closed the Qianli Wang in his hand, "All the armies are fighting!" ”

He responded, and the soldiers who were still talking, laughing, eating, drinking, and having fun raised their swords one after another, without being lazy or tired, only to hear the deep city gate in the distance burst open, and the clattering horses' hooves poured out like a tide!

Su Yicongee has good eyesight, and the knife in his hand flashed: "It's more than ten Beirong vanguard horses, there are thousands of people, general!" ”

"Just in time!" Yang Keshan waited for them to strike first, and waved his long sword above his head, "Former battalion soldiers, rush-"

The shouting sound seems to be in the nine skies, and the cold and bright moon tonight reflect each other.

In front of the camp under the city, he suddenly fell into a rain of bullets like a wind and clouds, Yang Keshan armor was slashing and killing bravery, he could see that the dozen or so horse teams were not in one direction, but scattered in all directions, I don't know whether they were trying to rush the formation of the marchers or disperse the firepower, the blood had already splashed on his face, and he couldn't tell what the expression of the soldiers in front of him was when they fell-

The only thing in the general's mind is the shame that these barbarians of Beirong once gave many years ago, the hypocritical friendship with the 270,000 people of the three cities, the women and children who were burned and looted, the husbands and warriors who died on the battlefield, and now, they can ask for reinforcements through the Yu clan to come to the city before the shame.

No mercy!

Su Yicongee has never had such a hearty moment, the young man jumped on the horse with a horizontal sword, and almost fought a bloody way out of the eight-sided formation with the elite of the Huairong battalion, and the corner of his eye swept over the city tower, and his heart suddenly sank: "General Yang, look!" "The stone tower is already full of rockets, swishing, and no matter whether it is the Beirong people or the Dayan people who fall, all of a sudden, ten thousand arrows will be fired in unison!" These bastards can't open the way with their own vanguard, so we can't entangle with them! ”

Yang Keshan stepped on the corpse and the firelight, leaned over and dodged the arrow that grazed his face: "Go up the wooden curtain, everyone follow the wooden curtain and the chariot to dodge forward!" "The wooden curtain is a large instrument equipped with wooden planks to cover the role, which can buffer and block the projectile, and the chariot is a four-wheeled bottomless, wooden cart with cowhide and manpower to push and cover the front, the troops in the front camp did not dare to slack off, and the general retreated, "Su Yi porridge, what do you think?" ”

Rare experience, the old people want to solicit the ideas of the young people, although the blood is vigorous, although it is not enough to be far-sighted, but the blood can hold up another world.

"The flying stone rocket is not good for the grappling, instead of retreating and regrouping, it is better to take advantage of the offensive of the Beirong vanguard to kill it at this moment!" Su Yicongee wiped the hot dust on his face, and waved his arms, "Brothers, the army is attacking the city and capturing Hetujiya, these pioneers are insignificant but here to obstruct and delay the time, they want to keep their little prince retreating, we can't give them a chance!" ”

Su Xiaojiang's blood was boiling, the lonely moon seemed to illuminate the pupils and the road ahead, and the young man took the lead in overcoming thorns and thorns and rushed in front of the battle to clear the way for the car.

Throwing stones, rockets, rushing cars, ladders, rain of bullets, and thick smoke.

The sword light and sword shadow can't break through the shadow of the city that covers the moon.

The huge bronze door of "Boom" was knocked open, and Su Yicongee was overjoyed at this effortless.

The avenue in the city is in chaos, many pawns throw away their helmets and armor and flee with the people, the tip of the nose is filled with the cold wind solidified gunpowder smoke and dust smell, Su Yi Congee can't see who is the one who is rolling and crawling outside the front of the horse and crying dad and shouting mother, suddenly, the ragged clothes scurried over the back of the person under the horse A cold light flashed, the scimitar was out of the sheath, Su Yi Congee was shocked, and the horse's belly under the body had been opened by the person.

The intestines are worn and the stomach is rotten.

The horse wailed and neighed and fell to the ground, and the young man turned over and drew his sword, only to find that the seemingly gray-faced "people" around him were wearing prison clothes stained with blood stains and mud, and they were all fierce and vicious, full of brute strength, holding two cold moon scimitars in their hands.

It's so fierce!

Su Yicongee saw that the brother behind him was caught off guard and half of his neck was cut off, and the young man trembled in horror and grabbed the soldier who was falling off the horse, and the smell of blood all over his body hit people to their stomachs.

The reckless man was not afraid of any big Yan soldiers, leading the army, or rather, he didn't care at all, his arms burst with green tendons and turned around and slashed towards Su Yi's porridge, the young man kicked his leg on a horizontal body, and his elbow smashed down on the fierce man's back, and the man didn't even think about raising his hand to block, and the shackles on the back of his hand were exposed under the ragged clothes.

The ravines are pitted, and the flesh is blurred.

"It's a horse thief!" Su Yicongee knew at a glance, "These people are prisoners, they are desert horse thieves captured and imprisoned in Pheasant Xin City, brothers be careful!" He screamed loudly, he had noticed the fire and fog splitting behind him, Su Yixiang rolled on his back in the mud and sand, rolled on his side, grabbed the falling scimitar and cut off the arm of the horse thief, the fingers in the pool of blood were still twitching due to the nerves, a good Hetujiya, tried his best to do three indiscriminate methods, the horse thieves in the desert burned and looted all kinds of evil, most of them were arrested and imprisoned by the border Cypriot army of various countries because of the interception of the caravan, these people are outlaws who lick blood on the tip of the knife.

Now seeing that the pheasant city is difficult to resist and the city is about to be destroyed, Hetujiya has released these thieves!

Death row prisoners, murderers, when there is a chance of survival, they will do their best to fight.

Despicable and shameless!

"General Yang, I'll leave it to you here," Su Yicongee heard the horse's hooves coming from the thick smoke, pulled the horses that were splashed with blood just now, and the golden whip flew, "Huairong Ying, follow me straight into the military machine court and find Hetujiya!" ”

The little prince was in command of Ruoding in the city, and such a stunning and noble figure in Beirong must have a heavy army to protect and encircle, it is not easy to find a common man, but it is not difficult to find a "little khan".

The structure of Pheasant Xin City is not complicated, except for the civilian area is the military aircraft hall, except for the generals and ministers and the emperor's relatives, there is no one else, but Su Yi Congee is most puzzled by the fact that from coming to Pheasant Xin City to breaking into the city and then attacking the military aircraft hall, it seems that there is no expected hindrance and stubborn resistance, on the contrary, the little general led people to surround and search inside and out three or four times, indeed-Le Muqin's wives and concubines, including the palace maids who accompanied the royal family, have captured a lot, but they didn't see the stars holding the moon, Hetujiya.

There are neither any reinforcements nor heavy protection, but this dragon gate is a real empty city plan.

Su Yicongee didn't believe it and couldn't figure it out, Hetujiya wanted to leave the pheasant city surrounded by the Da Yan army, it was difficult to fly, didn't he make a hole through the mountain? !

Yang Keshan was also extremely surprised when he learned that the fast horses on the side had galloped over, and the spies who were checking the road behind the city knelt on the ground and said that they had found traces of the pony team, and turned into the gravel Gobi Desert from the rugged gorge road in the back city.

The two of them glanced at each other and immediately led hundreds of elites to gallop in pursuit, and sure enough, Xingyue chased out three or four miles under the dust and really saw a small horse team of about five or six people wearing the stars and the moon.

Su Xiaojun was even more excited with a whip on the horse, drew a bow and arrow from behind him and followed the ups and downs of the horse's back, turned his body upside down but kept his eyes on it, the bow was like the moon, "snort", the iron arrow was like a meteor in the sky, and the accuracy was extremely accurate and hit the hind legs of the horse that was protected in the center by several people, and the horse was in pain and a hoove, and the people on the horseback were tired and tired, and the whole person fell down and rolled three or four times and ate a mouthful of yellow sand and couldn't get up.

The Beirong cavalry accompanying the escort shouted in surprise and turned their horses' heads one after another, but they were intercepted by the Da Yan soldiers who chased after them, and there is no doubt that the person who fell the horse must be Hetujiya.

Su Yicongee jumped down, and the cold sword had already reached the neck of the little prince, he looked very thin and not tall, and the top of his head was covered with a cloak of gold silk in order to shield the wind and sand, and at first glance it was a precious thing in the imperial court.

"Let the master come and see, how dignified is this 'little khan' of Beirong?!" The young man was so excited that he raised his cloak with his sword, and a gust of wind and sand blinded him, and everyone* was shocked—

Under the cloak, there was just a little soldier with a gray face, hanging yellow sand armor, and a small piece of gold and jade tied around his waist, looking at Su Yicongee's shock and sneering.

He is not Hetugia, and he is not afraid of death.

Especially for the sake of his master's birth and death.