"Stop!" As soon as the ghost slayer saw the horse appear, he immediately became anxious, and quickly ordered the army to speed up. www.biquge.info He knew that if there were no horses, then Nalan Dialuo and his 46-man guards would definitely not be able to get out, and their best outcome would be to be forced to fight with the 299 crazy old men of the Elder Brotherhood in the midst of the people of the city, and the end would be completely annihilated, but once they had horses, the cavalry army that was famous for the northerners would charge, not to mention whether their 299 old men could deal with the special military situation of the cavalry army, even if Nalan Dialuo made up his mind to break through and escape, they had no choice, after all, two legs were always faster than four legs！

If these beasts run into the camp in Wulitun in the north, then Blood Yang City will really usher in an extremely cruel city defense battle without preparation.

Is it possible to win the war? Obviously, it is impossible, and the current four city gates are still in the hands of the Jianzhou slaves! As for playing street battles with the Jianzhou slave soldiers, the ghost slayer will not have such an idea, and he will never joke with the lives of the people in the whole city.

In this way, there is no other way to think of other than to stop Nalan Dieluo.

The Demon Slayer charged with 299 men, but he was unable to stop Nalan Diro and his 46-man guard from turning over on their horses, because the soldiers guarding the stables, and even the men with the blue flag who were only responsible for bringing the horses over, formed a chaotic army in a short time and rushed over to stop them. This army is not a threat to them, because the realm, formation, cooperation, etc. of these Jianzhou slaves are very bad, but they just rushed over with a single Xue Yong and desperately dragged them down. These Jianzhou people were like moths to a fire, charging fearlessly to death, and then all fell under the fists of the unarmed Brotherhood members, and their death seemed worthless, because none of them could hurt the Brotherhood, even if they slashed with knives and stabbed with swords, while the old people with white rice could only resist with their fists and legs.

The only use of these people is to delay the old people's charge. Let Nalan Diluo and the others turn over their horses, line up in a charging army, and rumble towards the gate of the Metropolitan Protectorate.

Outside the gate, there was a crowd of onlookers, among them were old and weak, women and children, young and middle-aged, and even a group of more powerful warriors, these people saw Nalan Diluo rushing over, and the first thing they did was not to resist or run away, but to pull and help each other to make way for the slaves of Jianzhou.

Is this servility? This is strategy. In the crowd, there are many good players in the rivers and lakes, the young talents who are heavily cultivated in the clan of the Elders' Association, a secret army that has never been known, and the love and protection of the younger generation for their parents and fellow villagers.

The people of Blood Yang City are not really stupid, and they are not really without knowledge and courage. The merchants, sailors, and dart masters who have been running around Tiannan Dibi all year round all know a simple truth, that is, the front of the cavalry force is unstoppable, but the side and the back, hehe.

Cavalry and infantry are two different concepts. The infantry is only weak in the back, but the cavalry is weak in all but the front.

The cavalry army is very strong, so strong that it cannot be increased, when the war horse reaches a certain speed, the cavalry army is blessed by the military strength, chain mail, weapons and horse speed, the frontal impact force and the light armor torrent are equal, and the city wall can be just front with this military momentum throughout the world, and any infantry army may be penetrated out of a flesh and blood channel, no matter how many people, the realm is high.

In the same way, the cavalry army is very weak, and once it loses its speed, the men on the horses will soon be surrounded by the infantry, and in the face of attacks from all directions, especially from the bottom upwards, it is impossible to defend against any wind and chain mail, and the cavalry army that is slowed down will soon be overwhelmed by the infantry.

The people outside the gate had already begun to act, but they still underestimated the horror of the Jianzhou cavalry. The cavalry of Jianzhou Nu'er is truly a killing machine that is even more terrifying than the cavalry of the Northern Kingdom. Just when the people outside the door were still adjusting their formations in a chaotic manner, Nalan Diero's cavalry team had already rushed over.

That's the speed of the wind, that's the unstoppable impact. Whether it was an old man or a child, a young brave man or a fierce warrior, or even a small army formation such as the improvised Sancai Formation, the Four Elephant Formation, and the Five Elements Formation, they all shattered into a sky of blood mist under their long sabers and extremely fast charges.

They are dressed in excellent chain mail, and even the horses are covered by a pair of sturdy chain mail, under the protection of the military level, it is difficult to hurt them with ordinary sword skills, the six-foot chopping knife in their hands is extremely sharp, the spine is very thick, their knife skills are accurate and fast, but they are not fierce, because they are on the war horse, their own speed can be all the erratic slashing and slashing into a terrible attack that is enough to cut people into two sections, there is no need to spend extra strength to slash hard. As long as they use simple knife techniques quickly and accurately, they can easily break through the resistance of the protective body and let the cold and heavy blade cut through the entire section of the human body. They rushed like a gale, leaving their trail of flesh and mud in their wake.

A large number of casualties inevitably appeared. Wails and screams replaced the organized chorus of young men, and no infantry force could hold back the onslaught, and there were not many sharp swords and darts to hurt the passing knights. The cold metallic light reflected by the saber had turned blood-red, and countless old and weak women and children, as well as the bodies of young brave men, fell together in a mess after being broken, trampled into mud by iron hooves. The darts that came from the sides and the rear, and the sword intent that pierced them, were either too slow to catch up, or the strength was too weak to hurt the cavalry under the protection of Gang Qi.

On the street in front of the Imperial Palace, blood was red, a quarter of the thousands of people had fallen, and the rest had no ability to pursue this group of crazy knights.

The cries of the loss of loved ones came from far behind, and when they reached Nalan Dieluo's ears, it was as wonderful as Xianle. "Southern barbarians, wait for the slaughter of the city!" he tried his best to lift the boiling vitality, and let out a loud roar that shook the four fields, and in that roar, there was no pain of losing 3,000 elite soldiers, only the anticipation and pleasure of the blood feast that was about to begin.

In front of him, thirty paces later, there were 900 hoplites blocking off both ends of the avenue, which would make way for him, and at the same time help to block the members of the Elder Brothers' Guild who were rushing behind them. After these soldiers, it is a wide avenue and a less dense crowd, those stragglers, it is impossible to stop the invincible Jianzhou Iron Cavalry, they will definitely break through to the city gate safely, and when they reach the city gate, they will definitely be able to go out, get out of the city gate, and rush into the camp of the Eight Banners Army along the newly built official road, and they will be victorious.

At this time, although the people of Xueyang City already knew that something terrible had happened, these tens of thousands of people were still scattered in all corners of the city, doing their own things, and they were not organized, and the Jianzhou Eight Banners Army in Wulitun had already been ready to go yesterday and was ready for a cavalry charge, and the Jianzhou defenders on the city tower had already dismantled the city gate overnight, cut the rope of the suspension bridge, and respectfully waited for the arrival of the army。

Everything is ready, as long as you rush through this street, Blood Yang City is ready to completely succumb to the iron hooves of the Jianzhou Great Slave! With 60,000 cavalry and 20,000 infantry fully prepared, attack a city that has no time to organize city defenses, no city gates to close, and even some people may defect at any time, if it still can't win, Nalan Dieluo Ke will really find a piece of tofu and kill him, what kind of thing can a nest commander do!

He charged, his guards dutifully guarding him, only twenty paces, only ten paces, and the speed of his horse was so fast that he could cross a distance of thirty paces in an instant.

The hoplites get out of the way, they are slave soldiers, the best slave soldiers, they are absolutely loyal to the orders of their superiors, they can absolutely complete any order perfectly, they have no courage, no integrity, no faith, nothing left but loyalty.

They had perfectly blocked the crowd's rout as they had done a few days earlier, leaving the adults with a hearty kill, leaving a wide road paved with flesh and blood, and now they had moved out of the way and respectfully waited for the adults to pass.

However, at this moment, the sky was illuminated.

"Immortal God!" Nalan Dieluo, who had just let out a heroic roar that lifted the great slaves of Jianzhou, couldn't help but look up to the sky and cry out sadly at this moment. He saw it, he saw it clearly, the huge lightsaber that fell from the sky, brutally enveloping the heavily armored soldiers in front of him.

It seemed that this was helping them and helping Nalan Diro clear a wider path, but in reality, it was a demonstration, a mockery, a provocation, and those lightsabers that fell vertically as huge as the light of the sky told Nalan Diro that he had nowhere to run, because his horse was no faster than those lightsabers that fell from the sky.

The 450 people fell like this, disappearing at the moment when the lightsaber fell, and this time, there was no explosion, no roar, only the wordless horror of the complete evaporation of flesh and blood. The lightsaber seemed to tell Nalan Diero that if you dare to kill the people of the city, I will dare to leave the bones of your soldiers gone.

The road ahead was completely empty, and even the people who had been wandering in this area had run away, and in front of Nalan Dieluo was an absolutely unimpeded avenue leading to the West City Gate.

"It's all right! Full speed ahead! Everything is easy to say when you get to the camp!" Nalan Diluo settled down and immediately gave the most correct order. He knew that he had no way out, and he knew that he had nothing to rely on at the moment except for the 46 warriors around him who were sworn to defend him. "Jue Fei! Shoot the arrow!" he commanded through gritted teeth.

At this moment, the 299 old men of the Brotherhood rushed out of the Metropolitan Protectorate, and they were greeted by a wide road of flesh and blood, and a heart-rending cry.

The ghost slayer spurted blood with a mouthful of "wow". He hates! He hates these brutes from Jianzhou! Looking at the bloody and muddy scene, there is no shortage of children's broken bones, listening to the heart-rending cry, there is no lack of the mother's heart-wrenched cry, he hates, he has no time at all, no mood, and no need to consider the consequences of fighting with the slaves of Jianzhou to the end, because he knows that if he can't get through a cup of tea, Xueyang City will definitely become the next Jiading, the next Yangcheng!

He doesn't run, he doesn't retreat, Xueyang is his home, and he can't give it up. Now that he already knows his fate, is there anything he, the current head of the largest family in the Elders' Association, can't let go?

"Fight!" he roared wildly: "Two legs can not run more than four legs! We now have nowhere to escape, no way to retreat! Everyone, mobilize all the forces that can be mobilized! Gather all the people, all the people who can be found, gather here, we will not guard the city gates, we will guard here! Protect the Mansion, Kangning Street, Xiama Lane, and Xuelang Harbor! Tell people to build barricades and get to resist horses! Tell people to organize a group of young men to raid their city defenses! As long as we get some bed crossbows, divine arms and bows, and so on, we will not be afraid! Ladies and gentlemen, give orders!" he said, disarming the army, and letting the 298 old men shudder and stop. They are all old people, although their realm is more profound, but in terms of physical strength and endurance, they are not as good as young people after all.

At this moment, all the old people who participated in the military charge no longer had the slightest objection, their fates were tied together, and it was pointless to make any differences. At this moment, the clan elders of Blood Yang City, there is no longer any so-called difference between the northern faction, the southern faction, and the central faction, they have experienced the passion of the charge together, and they have faced the danger of coexisting and dying with the city together.

They finally understood that they and Blood Yang City have always been one, how can there be no eggs under the nest, their family has been operating in Blood Yang City for hundreds of years, even hundreds of years, the glory of their people, the happiness of their children and grandchildren, and their so-called family interests have never belonged to themselves, they have never belonged to Blood Yang City.

Blood Yang City gave them everything, and Blood Yang City is dead, will they have anything left!

"them! The old man has already endured it! Enough!" These are the words of an old man who is closest to Lu Feilong, and he said so, what those old people who still have a trace of blood and a trace of backbone in their hearts will think, it is self-evident.