"Everyone outside the city retreats quickly, or else they will bear the consequences. ”

Suddenly, a sound echoed between heaven and earth, accompanied by the terrifying scenery of the yellow sand gushing out of the city gate open, and the elite cavalry of Ping'an City, which was riding a tall horse, came out of the door.

There are four main gates in Heian Castle, which are located on the four main sides of the entire Heian Castle.

Each gate is flanked by two small doors that do not open on weekdays, but only open when the situation is at its worst.

It's just that since the complete unification of Ping'an City since the Yueyang Dynasty, the side door of Ping'an City has never been opened, and even those meritorious generals have never opened the side door even if they return from the front line.

However, this time, it was not only the four gates of Heian Castle that slowly opened, many people found from the end of the line of sight, and the small doors on both sides of the gate slowly pushed as the gate opened.

The horsemen's hooves stepped out of the gate with great speed, and the foot soldiers marched out through the side doors.

This kind of battle is no longer inferior to the scale of any medium-sized national war, and even surpasses it.

There were Yueyang soldiers and horses pouring out of the four gates of Ping'an City, and almost at the same time, all the cavalry and infantry turned their horses' heads and hurried towards the direction where Yang Yi and the others were, and a counter-encirclement was vaguely formed.

Those spectators are called a shocked, good guy, for the sake of a hairy boy looking for death, they used all the power of the entire Yueyang in Ping'an City, is this really necessary?

In other words, it seems that from the development of historical records to the present, there is no document that writes such an exaggerated statement that one person can mobilize all the combat power of a city.

In the history books, it is impossible for such a situation to occur, and even if there is, it is estimated that it is almost the spitting kung fu of those literati and rioters, how can such a bizarre thing happen.

But right now, it really appeared in front of their eyes, do they believe it or not?

Although sometimes the things in front of them may be fake, such a real scene does not allow them to refute it at all.

The captain of the city protection team looked more and more heavy, looked at Yang Yi's staggered back, relentlessly, and waved his hand behind him.

Many guards were a little puzzled, why did the captain, who was the most competitive on weekdays, choose to back down?

Obviously, that guy is already at the end of his rope, if he catches up with him again, he will definitely be taken down and killed, so that the previous Zhou Zhang will not be in vain, but if he really wants to retreat before the cavalry arrives, even if Yang Yi is trampled into pulp by the elite iron cavalry of the entire Ping'an City, then he will not have a good end if he lives them.

Today's battle can be regarded as completely ruining their future.

"Captain, do you really want to leave?" A guard who looked at him who was already exhausted and propped himself on the spear, forcibly stood up and looked at Yang Yide's back viciously, his eyes full of unwillingness.

Seriously, even on the battlefield of flesh and blood, he has never been so aggrieved.

For nearly an hour, every one of his attacks was bounced away by an invisible force, and none of them really touched Yang Yi's figure, not once!

It's simply not possible, something must have gone wrong.

How could there be such an evil thing?

If this is a small means for this kid, then there will inevitably be a period of fatigue, even if it is those so-called masters of the rivers and lakes, once the breath condensed in their hearts is dispersed, and they do not ventilate at the first time, then even they can have the grasp of the strength of a battle, but for those masters who stand on the top of the rivers and lakes, there is no need to spend any effort to deal with them, how to talk about ventilation?

Besides, at that level, how could those masters of the rivers and lakes not even understand this point.

It's just that this kid in front of him is obviously not the master of the rivers and lakes or the mountain immortal who exists in the Zhiwei novel, a reckless man who doesn't know what evil ways he used, if he takes a step forward, this guy will inevitably die completely in their hands.

It's just a matter of thought.

"Let's go. The captain's voice was dull, not dragging the mud and water at all, and the spear in his hand thrust fiercely into the ground, turned around and walked in the direction of the people who fled in a hurry.

The guards were shushing, some of them didn't quite understand what the captain was thinking at the moment.

The captain naturally knows that he is suffering.

As we all know, he himself has a pair of eyes that can see through the true strength of people.

At that moment just now, that is, when Yang Yi's young man seemed to be the most vulnerable, maybe mortals couldn't see anything at all, and even some people in the same realm would only think that Yang Yi was just breathing a sigh and didn't know what made the guy so persistent.

But he was different, he actually saw a nameless qi circulating in Yang Yi's body at that moment, and even he was trembling at this moment.

It's like an ant looking at a mountain, which makes people feel jealous.

I didn't have that feeling before.

There is only one possibility that this person has been hiding his strength from the beginning, like a deep pool without a bottom, and they can only see the surface layer, which is really ridiculous.

The captain laughed at himself, and behind him was a lonely figure staggering forward and walking slowly, while opposite him were tens of thousands of Yueyang cavalry and countless elite foot soldiers, surrounding Yang Yi in a mighty posture.

Xiao Hao was in a cold sweat on his forehead, his brows were frowned, his face was hideous, his lips were clenched, and he squatted on the ground and trembled, as if he was pressed by something, and he couldn't move at all.

Junyi Gongzi frowned slightly, the folding fan in his hand shook slightly, and a breeze blew through Xiao Hao's figure.

Xiao Hao's pale face improved a little, and after exhaling heavily, he wiped his forehead, and glanced at Yang Yi's back from a distance, and the invisible pressure made him breathless again.

Turning his gaze away, the man in the turban helped him up and motioned for everyone to take a break from the limelight.

In their eyes, Luzhou is really not as dangerous as a small river and lake in other states, but Ping'an City is different, there are really few in the entire Kyushu that can be compared with Ping'an City, Lingzhou Huaiyang City is one, Dunhuang City is also one, and others have their own strengths more or less.

Now that the elite iron cavalry of Ping'an City has been dispatched without any concealment, this cannot be done with common sense.

The thin monkey man with the double knife was a little curious: "Xiao Hao, what are you seeing so nervous? Isn't it that you were scared by Yueyang's cavalry army? No, we used to have corpses and bones when we were in the war in Sanzhou, and we didn't see you behave like this, it's strange." ”

Xiao Hao shook his head and said, "Compared to the military soul condensed by the Yueyang Cavalry, the strength displayed by that person is even more terrifying. ”

The handsome boy, the turban man, the thin monkey man with the double knife, and even the girl whose words and deeds were not shown on her face were also slightly stunned, and glanced back at Yang Yi, who had just stood still, and was a little uncertain.

The man?

Who?