When Murong rushed to the chariot camp, Murong Hong and Yang Zhao were already waiting there.

Several teenagers glanced at each other, and there was not much intersection, but they all knew very well that from the moment they stood here and prepared to face the battle, they were destined to put aside their lives and deaths and shed their last drop of blood and tears for the righteousness of the country.

Murong Chong drew his sword against the wind on his war horse, he looked at the Xianbei Zheng Zheng Iron Rider who was in armor and sharpened his sword, and said sharply, "The Qin army is coming, slaughtering my city, in today's battle, even if the horse leather shroud, you have to seek the last moment of escape for the people of the Great Swallow, are you willing to follow me?" ”

Yang Zhao took the lead in kneeling on one knee and said in a deep voice, "The five hundred soldiers of the light cavalry battalion are willing to go out of the city with the prince to face the battle." ”

In the huge school field, thousands of soldiers raised their swords in unison, shouting in their mouths, "I am willing to follow the prince to the death!" ”

The shouts shook the sky, startling the sky and the lonely Hong.

Yuan Xiang looked at the Dayan soldiers who looked at death as home, his eyes were warm, and he also raised his arms and drew his sword, willing to be the master of the Ming Dynasty, and his liver and brain were smeared on the ground.

The remnant sun is like blood, the wind is slaughtering, on the hundred-foot city wall, the city is full of depression, and there are no people in the vast distance.

"Lord Wang, the Qin army has arrived ten miles outside the city!" The spies from the Che Riding Battalion came to report.

Murong Chong's eyebrows froze, Qin Jun's footsteps were even faster than he imagined.

"Probe!" He said with a frown.

Murong Hong and Yang Zhao's faces were as solemn as frost, Wang Meng's 50,000 soldiers and horses were already the elite of the Qin State, and Qin Wang Fu Jian personally led an army of 100,000 as backups, and they now have less than two thousand soldiers and horses in the chariot and cavalry battalion, hussar battalion, and light cavalry battalion, and most of them are infantry, and the cavalry has been transferred by Murong as an escort, not even one percent of the enemy's army.

This battle is tantamount to using the mantis arm as a car and hitting a stone with an egg.

"Where are the hussar archers?" Murong Chong asked.

"It's all in place." After Meng Gao left with Murong, Murong Hong took over the hussar camp by order of the Great Sima.

"How many arrows are left in Yecheng?"

"Less than 200,000." Murong Hong's eyes darkened, and he sighed.

Murong Chong frowned and took a deep breath, not only were there 150,000 enemy troops in front of him, but even the city was exhausted, and the situation was even more severe than he imagined.

"How many people are still stranded in the city?"

"About tens of thousands." Yang Zhao said with a frown.

Murong Chong spread out the topographic map of Yecheng, thought for a moment, and the cinnabar order flag in his hand fell suddenly.

"As soon as the Qin army arrives, I will lead the chariot and cavalry battalion of 1,000 soldiers out of the city to meet the battle, and the seventh brother is responsible for archery defense, and the Qin army must not be allowed to climb the city wall within an hour."

"Hussar battalion command." Murong Hong clenched his hands into fists and said heavily.

"General Hussar."

"The minister is here." Yang Zhao said in a deep voice.

"You led a light cavalry battalion of 500 soldiers to cover all the people of Yecheng out of the city, let them cross the Zhanghe River, and go to Longcheng to live in peace."

"The light cavalry battalion commands."

Murong Hong and Yang Zhao looked deeply at the young man with a cold and arrogant back, they both knew very well that Murong Chong's so-called going out of the city to meet the battle was to die with the Qin army, just for the people of Dayan to get out of the city safely.

He and his imperial brother, His Majesty Murong today, one is greedy for life and afraid of death and abandons the country and flees, the other sacrifices his life to protect the people, and he is mediocre and the master. If it was Murong Chong who ascended the throne back then, Dayan would not have turned from prosperity to decline and fell into such a situation.

When Yuan Xiang and Gao Gai heard Murong Chong's order, they immediately knelt on their knees, kowtowed heavily, and said, "Lord Wang, I can't help it!" ”

"You are the bloodline of today's Dayan royal family, although today's Yan Kingdom will not escape the disaster of destruction, but if it is ......"

"If there is a chance in the future, the soldiers of the Yan Kingdom can make a comeback, and it is still unknown to rejuvenate the Great Yan! How can you risk your life to fight to the death like this, if the Queen Mother knows, her old man will not spare us! ”

Gao Gai can't afford to kowtow, the king of Zhongshan is amazing, but he is not at the right time, if he stays alive this time, he will be able to lead the soldiers of Yan Xianbei in the future and reshape the glory of Yan country.

Murong rushed forward to help the two of them, a bitter smile barely tugged at his lips, and said lightly, "Life and death are with me, but the knife is in my hands." ”

"The bloodline of Dayan still has the current Majesty, if the sky does not kill my Dayan, you will find Your Majesty in the future and revive my Yan room."

Yang Zhao sighed deeply, he really couldn't help it, and said, "That emperor who is greedy for life and afraid of death, what else is he looking for, when the first emperor was alive, Yan Kingdom was still dominant, if he wasn't mediocre and incompetent, would Da Yan fall to this point!" ”

Although Gao Gai was not as straightforward as Yang Zhao, he shook his head helplessly, and sighed, "It's just a pity, my Dayan has a century-old foundation, and my Dayan has 300,000 elite soldiers......"

At this time, the forward spy hurriedly came, bowed down in front of Murong Chong, and said tremblingly, "Lord Wang, the army of the Qin State has arrived five miles outside the city!" ”

The night was as dark as ink, but outside the city, it was a monstrous firelight, Ling Ling lit up the night miserably, and suddenly pulled out a dazzling piece of day. The red flames burned into the air, the Qin army's rows of torches seemed to burn through the sky, and the waning moon and stars fell desperately in the firelight, and ended in the sound of horses' hooves.

The wind and sand cut through the barren grass, and raised the war horse, the young man was dressed in white, and he looked coldly at the thousands of troops and horses with long swords and horses.

Tonight, it is destined to be a battle to the death.

King Fu Jian's golden armor and sword were on his side, standing majestically in front of the army, and the prime minister Wang stood on his side. He pointed his sword at Murong Chong, attached it to Fu Jian's side and said, "Heavenly King, this person is the Great Sima Zhongshan King of Yan Kingdom, Murong Chong." ”

Fu Jian's sword eyebrows were sharp, and his face full of wind and frost was a little surprised, but he didn't expect that it was such a young man who went out of the city to fight in the end, and he couldn't help but feel a trace of admiration in his heart.

He did not immediately order the siege of the city, but shouted to Murong Chong in the air, "King Zhongshan, the strength of the Yan country has been exhausted, if you lead the army to surrender to my Great Qin at this time, I promise that I will not kill a single soldier of your Yan army, and not hurt the people in the city at all." ”

Murong Chong sneered, if Hongyu fell, his arrogant and beautiful face was full of disdain, and he said coldly, "The army of Great Yan can only die in battle, and never surrender!" ”

The two thousand iron horsemen behind him were clanging, and the fire reflected on the face of the soldier Tieqing, and the spear was clenched fiercely in his hand.

Fu Jian couldn't help frowning, and a trace of tyranny rose in his eyes, "Stubborn, don't blame me for washing Yecheng in blood." ”

Just when he was about to swing his sword and order the siege of the city, suddenly, the gate of Yecheng was opened, and a white horse galloped out.

Murong Chong's heart tightened when he saw someone coming, and he asked in a deep voice, "Why are you here?" ”

Song Ling frowned and looked at the dense army of the Qin State like a honeycomb, and only roughly estimated that there were about 100,000 soldiers and horses.

She turned her face to look at Murong Chong, her eyes were unchanging firmness, and she determined, "Now that Dayan is in danger, how can I, as a citizen of Dayan, survive in peace!" ”

Big brother, Murong Ling, you don't want to see Dayan perish, right!