At the T-junction, the two cavalry teams that used collision to decide life and death swept out of their respective streets and alleys like two winds, and collided fiercely in the vacancy at the northwest corner of the square in front of the palace.

In the moment before the collision, those black sè cavalrymen who were coming at high speed were covered in armor, holding the reins in one hand, but not holding knives and guns in the other, but holding the crossbow machine flat, and before everyone could react, they pulled the trigger!

The Qingguo cavalry jīng passed the art of riding shè, but in such a frontal charge, it was generally customary to use swords and spears to face each other, and basically no one would charge with a crossbow machine. Because the crossbow machine itself has weight, and in such a short sprint distance, if the action is a little slow, I am afraid that the crossbow arrows will not be sent out, and the two sides will have collided together.

But the black cavalry is different, they have developed this habit since the first day they entered the Supervision Yuan, holding a crossbow in one hand, and they are still extremely stable, to be precise, the black cavalry of the Supervision Yuan of nearly 1,000 people is actually a powerful collective assassination and raid weapon.

............ Sneering through the air, in such a short distance, hundreds of sharp and poisonous crossbow arrows all shè out, without giving the cavalry who burst under the Zhengyang Gate any chance to resist.

After countless muffled sounds, the knights of the front battalion of the cavalry brigade who burst out under the Zhengyang Gate, I don't know how many were hit by crossbow arrows, and fell miserably, but some still insisted on the horse's back, drew their blades, and slashed at the cavalry who were getting closer and closer.

The black rider abandoned the crossbow, drew his sword from under the saddle, and slashed it with his backhand, turning into a piece of snow, and directly cut off the head of the cavalryman.

Two hundred black horsemen made this action at the same time, discarding the crossbow neatly, drawing the pneumatic mountains and rivers with their swords, and slashing at the head was so thrilling, and the two hundred people made such a difficult attack and killing method neatly, which looked very beautiful on the battlefield.

............ One side was a hard-working raid under the Zhengyang Gate, and was strangled for a long time by more than 1,000 subordinates of the Supervision Yuan and the Forbidden Army Brigade, and finally succeeded in sweeping the road and came to the rebel cavalry brigade in front of the Imperial City with great difficulty. On the one hand, he has been forbearance for a long time, raising jīng and accumulating sharpness, and only waiting for Lord Tisi to give an order, he will make the mysterious black horse that is the most powerful blow of the Supervision Yuan.

Because of the relationship between the current situation, the momentum, spirit, and body of the two sides were not too big, but they were suddenly widened to a distance that was impossible to bear on the battlefield.

The two hundred black cavalry were like a hot knife, and they rushed into the Qin family's cavalry brigade with great sharpness, and easily and happily cut a big hole in the formation of the cavalry brigade into the palace square...... Qin Heng and more than three hundred cavalry separated from the brigade, making them a lone army.

The black cavalry was superb, and in the midst of the speed, he successfully changed the formation, and the whole team suddenly dispersed, and the cavalry at the forefront pulled the reins to the right, relying on the extremely fast speed and huge impact force, blocking the cavalry brigade in the rear.

And the remaining more than a hundred black horsemen stabbed to the left, like a pack of wolves, quickly picked their targets, and pasted towards the forward camp where Qin Heng was, clinging tightly together, tearing and killing with the knife in their hands.

However, in an instant, Qin Heng's forward battalion suffered heavy casualties, and the cavalry brigade in the rear was a little distracted by this thunderous blow, and it was impossible to rush up to rescue for a while, and at this time, although there were many rebels in the square, there was still a distance between them, especially at this time, the rebels were changing formations, and the situation was slightly chaotic...... Looking at the thunderous impact speed of the black cavalry, no one knew if the black cavalry would rush to kill all these hundreds of cavalry when the brigade came to join the siege!

............ The horses' hooves were like thunder, and the horses under the black horse's seat were silently moving forward, but the horses under the Qin family's cavalry were running away with a sad roar, just like the state of mind of the masters on their backs at this time. The black horseman's pursuit speed was too fast, and in a moment, he actually chased Qin Heng's vanguard battalion diagonally into the square for a distance, and separated from the brigade in the rear.

This scene is really terrifying to watch, surrounded by rebels, Old Man Qin and Ye Zhong have already reacted, and ordered their subordinate rebels to quickly close the gap in the northwest, and be sure to contact Qin Heng before the black horse succeeds.

If more than 10,000 rebels are successfully surrounded, no matter how strong the black cavalry is, there is only one way to die. Of course, even if the black knight succeeded in killing Qin Heng according to Fan's idle order at this time, he was afraid that it would still be a dead end in the end. However, the black cavalry led by Jing Ge didn't seem to think about it at all, in the limelight, surrounded by countless rebels, in the wide square in front of the palace, so desperate, brave that he even chased the tail of Qin Heng's vanguard camp a little arrogantly...... The dust and smoke gradually rose, and more than a hundred black cavalry chased and killed hundreds of Qin family jīng cavalry under the noses of tens of thousands of rebels.

A dust dragon, hundreds of cavalry sacrificed their lives to chase and kill, from the northwest corner of the square, all the way into the square zhōngyāng!

............ Qin Heng is not a weak person, otherwise he would not have become the second youngest commander of the Kyoto garrison since Ye Chong in his thirties, and it would not have been possible to become the deputy envoy of the Privy Council at a young age. Regarding the situation on the battlefield, this second-generation leader of the Qin family undoubtedly has his own wisdom and judgment.

He is good at leading troops, and reacts very quickly, when the shadow of the black horse appeared on the side of his eyes, he immediately made a decision, carried out the first frontal charge, as long as he can withstand the first wave of the offensive, the rear brigade continues, the opponent is only more than 200 horses, can not make any impact at all.

It's just that the battle of Kyoto today is too different from the fighting on the battlefield, and the street battle under the Zhengyang Gate is also too different from the street battle described in the usual art of war books, Qin Heng never thought that the department of the Supervision Yuan, which survived with intelligence assassination, could actually burst out with such a huge power in the street battle, causing heavy losses to the Qin family's cavalry, and at the same time consuming too much morale and jīng god body.

And the most important thing is that Qin Heng never expected that the black cavalry of two hundred people would actually have such a powerful momentum, rapid impact, and extremely ruthless killing methods.

He never thought that the five hundred cavalry of the forward battalion could not even resist the first wave of the opponent's attack, and were fiercely cut in two by the opponent!

Qin Heng's heart was cold, but his reaction was extremely fast, he quickly whipped his horse, and did not fight against the black cavalry on the spot at all, but directly accelerated his speed, leading his cavalry to rush towards the square, surrounded by rebels, as long as they entered the encirclement, those black cavalry could only wait for death.

What he wants to do is be fast, as fast as he can!

............ It should be said that Qin Heng's reaction was extremely fast, and the training of the Qin family's cavalry was also extremely effective, although it was bitten by the black cavalry like wolves, but the cavalry forward battalion still managed to escape from the intersection of the Dingjia road and into the square.

It's just that the black rider is faster and more ruthless, and it is not pulled down at all, but faintly forms an encirclement trend, and the leader of the black rider wearing a silver mask sprints from the side, and is only three horses away from Qin Heng!

Qin Heng's eyes in his helmet were cold, although the bravery of the black rider was beyond his will, the other party dared to chase him deep into the encirclement of the rebels, it seemed that he was ready to stab himself to death, but he knew that the raid of the black rider had failed - because he knew that his old father would not see him die, and the rescue of the rebels had arrived.

At this time, the rebels' change of camp was halfway through, and they found that Qin Heng was in danger of a bitter battle, so they naturally divided two brigades to come to the rescue, and at the same time intended to kill this black cavalry that seemed to have fallen out of the sky, but at this time, these two brigades were still some distance away from the dust dragon, most of them were infantry, if they could keep up with the black cavalry raid and Qin Heng's extraordinary speed of escape.

However, at this moment, a mighty order sounded in the camp of the rebels: "Release!"

............ There is a god card on the imperial city, the glory of the rain of arrows has not landed, and the thrilling scene on the square is not there anything that can stop the old man Qin's determination, and with this order, countless arrows rushed towards the location of the dust dragon!

The sound of sneering through the sky sounded densely, stretching into a piece, enveloping all the cavalrymen who were desperately trying to live and die, and they didn't care that the black cavalry was chasing and killing their own cavalry!

Qin Heng had already guessed that his father was on the battlefield, and he never had any hesitation, and he also knew that this rain of arrows would come, his face was blue, and his lips were white when he galloped at high speed, and before the rain of arrows came, he had already turned over and shè to the side and rear of the mount.

The merciless feathered arrows pierced everyone's bodies, slicing through the bodies of the high-speed sprinting cavalry, the spinning arrows tearing through the light armor of the cavalry, burrowing through the flesh of the brittle flesh of humans, and piercing into their internal organs or bones!

In an instant, the cavalry of both sides who were chasing at high speed suffered the blow of the rain of arrows at the same time, and they fell off their horses one after another, fell, and the flesh and bones were separated, and there was a muffled sound.

At such a moment, whether it was the cavalry of the Qin family or the black cavalry of the Supervision Yuan, they all suffered the same fate, a miserable fate.

Although the armor of the black cavalry was specially made by Neiku Bingfang, which was lighter than that used by the Qing army, it still suffered heavy losses under this round of arrow rain, and those cavalry of the Qin family were even more wiped out!

............ The crown prince Huo Ran turned his head and looked at Old Man Qin in disbelief, as if he didn't expect why he would issue such a terrifying order, wasn't he worried about Qin Heng's life and death, and it was impossible for these two hundred black horsemen to cause any kind of damage, so he slaughtered with a rain of arrows without distinguishing between the enemy and me, wasn't he worried about causing instability in the army's morale?

Old Man Qin squinted his eyes, and the cold light came out of those two small cracks, everyone in the field, only he knew what the purpose of this black horse was, and only he knew that if these two hundred black horses were allowed to chase and kill, the vanguard battalion led by Qin Heng would not be able to get out before the rebel rescue arrived.

He knew how powerful the black knight was, and he thought that Fan Xian's arrangement under the Zhengyang Gate and the black knight who were ambushed here were all for the words that made him extremely angry in the previous city.

"I want your old Qin family to cut off children and grandchildren!"

Old Man Qin is a ruthless man, since Fan Xian wants to cut off his children and grandchildren, he would rather do it himself than humbly look at the people arranged by Fan Xian and kill his son, not to mention...... How could the son of his old Qin family die so easily.

............ Qin Heng didn't die, his mount was full of feathered arrows, and after two screams, he fell heavily to the ground, and because he had been prepared, although he was rolled forward by the horse after falling to the ground, he hit the ground fiercely, and the armor on his body even rubbed countless faint fires because of the friction with the ground, but he had already unloaded most of his strength, and with the shield of the mount, he was not hit by the arrow.

The rain of arrows was just a wave, and then it stopped, most of the cavalry you chased and killed had fallen in a pool of blood, although the number of black horsemen who survived was more, but they also lost their mounts, and were seriously or lightly injured, they were not frightened, but continued to raise their knives and killed the Qin cavalry who fell to the ground around them.

At this time, Qin Heng had already stood up, and the rebel support around him was also rapidly approaching.

Jing Ge, the deputy commander of the black cavalry wearing a silver mask, has become the tip of the black cavalry since the beginning of the contact battle, staring at Qin Heng with the most decisive posture and the fastest speed, not letting him out of his sight.

The rain of arrows came, Jing Ge and his rider also received a tragic blow, a feather arrow skillfully passed through the armor on his body, obliquely into his left shoulder, a trace of blood quickly seeped out, and the mount under him also had a weak front leg, silently falling to the ground.

His feet hit the saddle heavily, and at the moment when the rain of arrows stopped, he pounced on him like a wolf king, with a blood-devouring hunger that had been hidden for many years, and he was unstoppable.

The distance of three zhang is fleeting, Qin Heng has just pulled out his thigh from under the horse at this time, and he stood up with great difficulty, it seems that the jīng god body has been exhausted to the extreme, and it seems that he can only wait to die with his hands as the black spear is fiercely killed!

But no one expected that Qin Heng's body, which originally looked tired, actually regained its vitality at this moment, only to hear him scream, he drew his sword out of the sheath without turning around, and the whole person's body spun rapidly, like a shadow, extremely ghostly brushing against the sharp black sè gun shadow!

Jing Ge stabbed out with all his strength, he couldn't expect that the other party would have such an ingenious way to deal with the gun, the entire jīng spirit was all condensed on this gun, the tip of the gun fell short at this time, and stabbed the square slate beside Qin Heng fiercely, and stabbed the slate into countless pieces with a bang!

In that muffled sound, Qin Heng's figure did not stop, and in a moment he approached Jing Ge's body, with a cold snort, his left elbow burst out, and the sword blade in his hand cut down on Jing Ge's neck!

One flash, one turn and one cut, such a clean and neat triple attack, or in such a complicated battlefield situation, Qin Heng was really extremely strong, no wonder Old Man Qin had so much confidence in him, let him face the spurt of the silver-faced Jing Ge alone!

At such a close distance, cutting so fiercely, I am afraid that Fan Xian will be difficult to resist, and Jing Ge is only afraid that he will die.

............ In the course of this thrilling pursuit, the rebels' attack on the imperial city has never stopped, those heavy vehicles used to crash the palace gates, still tireless, not afraid of falling stones and burning the ground, in turn to the three palace gates to launch a collision, huge muffled sound, from time to time in the imperial city up and down, it sounds like a shocking drumbeat.

And at the last moment when the strange pursuit in the square was going on, when Qin Heng's sword was only three inches away from Jing Ge's neck, the attack and defense at the palace gate also showed a shocking change!

There was a loud bang, and the heavy palace door in the middle was actually rushed open!

At this moment, all the rebels could not believe their eyes, and then ecstatic euphoria took over.

At this time, the black cavalry had been defeated, Jing Ge was about to die, the palace gate had been opened, and the balance of victory had undoubtedly thrown away all the magic codes, and began to cowardly snuggle behind the rebel side.

Looking at this scene, the crown prince shook his head, glanced at Old Man Qin and Ye Zhong beside him, took a deep breath, and said, "Attack with all your strength!"

............ Fan Xian stood on top of the coffin of the black sè, gently tapping the rhythm with his toes that no one could understand, watching these deadly changes taking place in the imperial city between the lightning and flint, but he still did not make up his mind to kick open the coffin and take out the heavy sniper in the coffin.

Because he stands taller than everyone else, just like Chen Pingping once taught, he can see farther than everyone else and can see some details that have not been noticed.

He saw that the generals of the Dingzhou family, who were still in the camp of the rebels in the west, were discussing something with the second prince, but they gradually moved closer to the past, and naturally isolated the cronies of the second prince from the periphery.

He saw the rebel camp, next to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, who showed his joy for the first time, Ye Chong's face was as steady as usual, but Gong Dian was dragging a position behind. In the process of changing camps of the rebels, in the chaos brought about by the rescue of Qin Heng, the army of the Dingzhou Army gradually changed its formation, although it was subtle, but in the eyes of the condescending Fan Xian, it was particularly dazzling.

If a complex situation is composed of countless pictures, then in Fan Xian's eyes, some changes are taking place in these pictures that no one understands why, but he knows that his gambling is determined by the changes in these pictures, and the final success or failure is determined.

He tied the Great Wei Tianzi Sword tightly to his back, pulled the hook that Sanji had prepared for him two years ago with his palm, glanced at the direction of the city guarding crossbow, squinted slightly, and said, "Prepare." ”

Then he tapped the coffin on his toes one last time, thinking to himself that he would still not use you today.

............ The change in the picture suddenly occurred in the next moment, and this change will determine the years to come, and it is destined to become the content of future generations of conscientious young historians.

The change in the first picture was Jing Ge, who was wearing a silver mask and was about to face death, bowed his head at the moment when Qin Heng's sword blade hit his neck.

Jing Ge bowed his head! In the midst of lightning and flint, this bowing seemed simple, but in fact it was extremely difficult, but he did it so naturally and so quickly, as if five hundred years ago, Jing Ge knew where Qin Heng's sword would come from and where it would go, he had simulated it countless times, and he had already been ready to meet this sword blade.

It was precisely that touch of tenderness that lowered his head that made Qin Heng's murderous sword cut horizontally on Jing Ge's silver mask, drawing a silver sè fire, but it didn't cut his neck!

And what was even more unexpected was that Jing Ge's shot that seemed to be infused with the strength of his whole body, pierced the air, pierced the bluestone slab on the ground, and as if it was alive, it quickly rebounded back, and bounced back along the tiger's mouth he was holding empty!

Jing Ge's hand tightly grasped the three inches below the spear and stabbed upwards violently!

This qiē happened too quickly, the silver mask on Jing Ge's face was still sparkling, and the tip of the spear in his hand had already stabbed into Qin Heng's jaw fiercely!

With a muffled click, the sharp tip of the spear pierced straight into the brain from Qin Heng's jaw, and the blood flickered, Qin Heng's body stiffened and then weakened, and he died.

Jing Ge clenched the barrel of the gun, and the tip of the gun picked up Qin Heng's corpse.

............ With a crisp sound, Jing Ge's silver mask broke in half and slid to the ground, revealing his true face, the face that Fan Xian had always wanted to see, the face that had been hidden under the silver mask since he was fished out of the black prison by Chen Pingping and became a member of the black horse.

This face is very delicate, but ...... From the left ear to the right ear, I don't know if it was cut through the middle by some sharp weapon! The old wound still looks so terrifying, you can imagine what kind of injury it was back then.

The wound was huge, revealing the flesh and bones and white teeth inside, which looked extremely terrifying, especially when Qin Heng's sword was covered by his silver mask before, but the sword intent still hit his face, shaking his old wound open, and the blood gradually flowed, making it even more hideous!

The whole square was silent, watching this scene in shock, looking at the hideous black cavalry commander, picking the only son of the old man Qin with the tip of the gun in his hand, and couldn't help but think of Fan Xian's curse to make the Qin family cut off their children and grandchildren.

Blood dripped from Qin Heng's throat and slid along the long sword onto Jing Ge's hand, slippery. Jing Ge was silent, but he was thinking in his heart, your brother used this trick to ruin his face, and his hatred for the Qin family over the years made him wear a silver mask, always thinking about the Qin family's means of killing, but today you still use this trick and die in your own hands, don't shout injustice!

Jing Ge picked Qin Heng's corpse with a gun, looked at the old man Qin in the rebel camp, and shouted: "I am Jing Ge!"

"Qin Ye, if you kill my whole family, I will kill your whole family!"