Yi Mao, Yan and Qin fought in Quesang, Fu Jian personally went into battle to supervise the battle, and the Qin army won. Jiazi, fighting in Baiqu again, Fu Jian's consecutive victories, his confidence increased suddenly, and he changed the strategy of self-defense of the infant city, wanting to take this opportunity to attack and retreat the Yan army in one fell swoop. The morale of the Qin soldiers was high, and the shouts shook the sky, how could they look like they were at the end of the road.

This time, Murong Chong used Su Qinchong's elite Guanzhong as the forward, Han Yan and Duan Sui were on the left and right flanks, and he and Gao Gai's people were in the rear.

As soon as the war drums sounded, the two armies fought, and the Qin army took advantage of the victory to come, and the courage was doubled, but the Yan army had many troops and did not succeed in defeat.

It had been an hour since the drums sounded, and from radical to gentle, both armies had their own casualties, but there was no real upper hand on either side.

At this time, a gap suddenly opened in the left direction of the Qin army, and a hundred people rushed out of the Qin army's 10,000-strong array, led by a middle-aged man, seven feet eight inches tall, with a tiger's face and angry eyes, and a majestic demeanor. He flew horses and spears, as if in the middle of the army, he was brave and unstoppable, and in less than a stick of incense, he killed directly in front of Fu Jianluan, and was so shocked that Fu Jian had to fight with a sword.

"Who is this?" Murong Chong saw that the general was so brave, and immediately asked.

"This is General Su Qinchong's lieutenant, Murong Yong, the cousin of Emperor Jingzhao." Gao Gai quickly replied.

"It's worthy of being a member of my Murong family!"

"Gao Gai, you quickly lead five hundred horsemen and disconnect Fu Jian's army."

"Yes!"

Fu Jian won the world from the horse, brave and not losing to the general, I saw him in a bright yellow robe, the long sword was shocking, and the sky was cracked.

At this time, Murong Chong took advantage of the situation to order the crossbowmen to take position, covering Gao Gai's advance, and hundreds of cavalry rushed straight towards Fu Jian. The sharp arrow landed like a meteor, cutting off Fu Jian's left and right wing reinforcements, and Fu Jian soon became alone.

As soon as Fu Jian saw that the enemy was outnumbered, he hurriedly pulled his horse and retreated, how could Murong Yong give up the opportunity to make meritorious service in front of him, and chase after Fu Jian.

Behind him, Yan Jun's shouts shook the sky, and Fu Jian's six gods had no owner, and he only cared about fleeing for his life.

Could it be that the lone generation of heroes is going to die here today?

Just when Fu Jian was almost desperate, a man rushed out of the rain of arrows and rushed to the sword alone.

"Your Majesty will go first, and the ministers will come and break off!"

This loyal, courageous and heroic general is none other than Yang Ding!

As soon as Fu Jian saw Yang Ding coming to help, his panicked heart suddenly settled, and he immediately beat his horse and retreated to Chang'an City.

Seeing Yang Ding break through, the Qin army was greatly encouraged, and also came to help from the left and right.

Seeing the situation, Murong Chong clenched his fists angrily and said angrily, "Let him escape!" ”

****

Afang City of Yan Kingdom

Murong Chong was still immersed in today's easy victory, and immediately summoned Gao Gai.

"General Gao, our army has won a big victory today, and we are determined to take advantage of the victory to attack the city." Murong Chong's eyes were deep.

Gao Gai immediately heard the meaning of Murong Chong's words, and said, "Your Majesty is wise, and the minister is willing to lead the elite cavalry to attack him." ”

"Tonight, Guhui will lead a large army to feint at the east city gate, and when the main force of the Qin army is concentrated in the east, you will lead a thousand elite cavalry to attack from the south."

"The last general commands."

****

Afang City High House

Gao Ruqing's hair reached to her waist, and she was sitting in front of the bronze mirror carefully combing her long hair. At the thought of marrying Murong Chong tomorrow, a shy and happy smile couldn't help blooming on her lips.

"Father, I heard that the Qin army was defeated today, you can rest for a while." Gao Ruqing saw Gao Gai returning home, and hurriedly greeted him.

Gao Gai hurriedly took a sip of water and said hurriedly, "Your Majesty has a plan to raid Nancheng tonight, and my father is coming back to see our queen-to-be, so I have to leave." ”

When Gao Ruqing heard this, he immediately asked, "Attacking Nancheng at night, that is to say, is it very likely that our army will enter Chang'an City tonight?" ”

Gao Gai nodded immediately, and said with a bright look on his eyebrows, "Qing'er didn't see it today, that old man Fu Jian was killed by us and fled, if it wasn't for Yang Ding and the others to arrive in time, I'm afraid that Fu Jian would have become the soul of our sword." ”

Gao Ruqing couldn't help laughing, "The Qin army has been defeated so badly, the morale must be low, it seems that tonight's battle has a good chance of winning." ”

"Yes, if you can capture Chang'an City in one fell swoop tonight, then Your Majesty's long-standing wish will finally be fulfilled."

When Gao Ruqing heard this, a glimmer of light immediately flashed in her bright eyes, and she said solemnly to her father, "Father, in tonight's battle, Ruqing wishes to go on behalf of her father." ”

"You? You're going to get married tomorrow, how can a girl who is about to get married still go to the battlefield. Gao Gai waved his hand and refused on the spot.

"Father, I want to prove to Your Majesty that I am the woman who is worthy of him to look at the world!"

Go with you, and be concentric with you

I'm gambling with my life and death

For you a lifetime of affection

****

This night, in the sky above Chang'an City, the waning moon was like a bloody sickle, slowly cutting through the night, revealing a biting coldness.

Gao Ruqing's double knives in her hand, whirling and falling, she crossed the world, taking advantage of the weak defense of the southern city gate, she led a thousand cavalry, and went straight into Chang'an City.

Just when the city gate was wide open, Gao Ruqing felt that the Yan army had already won the victory, and just waited for Murong Chong's army to arrive, and a strong army of the Qin army galloped against the wind to help.

The leading general was none other than Dou Chong, the general of the Qin State who defeated the Yan army in Pusaka, and the Yan army was afraid of this person, and when he saw Dou Chong leading the army coming, he couldn't help but be a little flustered.

Gao Ruqing knew that something was wrong, and immediately shouted to his subordinates, "Hold the city gate!" ”

"Your Majesty's army is almost here!"

Where was Dou Chong willing to give up the city gate, he rushed with a spear and horse, stabbing several people, and the Yan army collapsed like scattered sand under Dou Chong's spear, and gradually retreated a road.

"Close the gates!" Dou Chong came suddenly, and there were only a few hundred people around him, and he only fought with that fierce energy.

Gao Ruqing fought with a knife, and Dou Chong fought for a while, but before a few rounds, he only heard the horses' hooves not far away, and the Qin State seemed to have seen through the plan to attack the east and the west, and more and more reinforcements came from all directions.

In the blink of an eye, the Qin army had already surrounded the remaining more than 800 Yan legions, surrounded by guns like reeds and sharp arrows like rain.

Gao Ruqing was hit by two arrows and immediately fell off her horse, but she still neighed in the direction of the city gate, "Hold the city gate!" ”

The Qin army rushed towards the city gate like a tide, and dozens of Yan troops desperately guarded between the gaps in the city gate, and the cold swords and guns passed through their chests, but they did not move their bodies against the city gate. Their eyes were fixed on the opposite side, as if they were still waiting for reinforcements to arrive until their last breath.

The thick city gate was slammed shut, and the blood gushing out of the limbs of the Yan army was splashed more than three feet high, recording the night's fiasco in the most bewitching color, and it was visible inside and outside the city.

And the 800 soldiers trapped in the city suddenly became an isolated herd of camels, waiting for their fate only a cruel death.