Chapter 329: The youthful spirit is still there
"The latch is broken, but it's ...... The doorway is still intact!"
That's probably the only good news.
Gao Hanqing hurriedly ordered: "Quickly move sandbags and pile them behind the door!"
A group of guards scrambled and began to block the door.
At this time, the patrol soldiers at the head of the city shouted again, "The Jing army has been dispatched! Hundreds of people are rushing towards us, at great speed!"
The soldiers of the North Court immediately became nervous.
The distance between the vanguard of the Jing army and Anxi was no more than ten miles.
Ten miles, the martial arts master runs with all his might, even if he wears armor and a blade, it will not take more than a quarter of an hour!
On the other hand, in the city, the soldiers carried bags of sandbags to the city gate, threw them on the ground, and then panted to carry the sandbags, which was not very efficient.
Many officers looked anxious and personally went out to help.
But the Anxi city gate is not small, and if you want to completely block it, you have to pile up at least two or three thousand sandbags......
Faintly hearing the sound of breaking wind and footsteps outside the city gate, Gao Hanqing's expression froze, and his left arm held the hilt of the sword.
"It's too late."
Rumble!
There was a loud bang, almost breaking the eardrums of the nearby soldiers.
It was several Jingguo innate martial artists, with their sturdy bodies, who slammed into the city gate and rushed with all their might.
Bang and slam the gate open!
Hundreds of sandbags that had just been piled up were pushed out and knocked over dozens of soldiers who were blocking the door.
"It's over!" The faces of the soldiers in the North Court changed greatly.
After those Jing Guotian slammed the door open, they took off into the air with the help of the force of recoil, intending to retreat.
"Still want to run?" Gao Hanqing's face turned cold, and he drew his sword with one arm, murderous in the sky!
"White Emperor Sword Codex", kill sword qi!
The cyan sword was like a reed across the river, swinging in an arc, passing through the gap in the city gate, and cutting off all the innate people who were soaring in the air!
The body rolled, blood spilled.
A few miles away, Meng Su, who hurriedly left the camp, saw this scene, and his eyelids jumped slightly.
"This son already has the three-point fire of Anxi slaughter, this time he must be killed, and he can't be allowed to grow up slowly!"
Six years have passed, Gao Hanqing has changed from a one-armed general to a one-armed martial saint, and he is powerful in the northwest.
And Meng Su is still stuck in the realm of the peak of the grandmaster, he is over fifty years old, his vitality is gradually declining, and he is likely to be hopeless for the rest of his life.
However, if he can command thousands of troops and horses, kill a genius martial saint, and completely cut off the inheritance of Anxi Rentu, he will not be in vain!
Meng Su's eyes widened, he drew the steel knife on his waist, and shouted violently:
"Kill! Those who enter the city first will be promoted to the third rank! Kill the high cold green and worship the marquis!"
Hearing this, Jing Jun's eyes were red, and they roared and galloped away.
A figure flew out of the camp of the Jing army, soared into the sky, and shot diagonally towards Anxi.
This is the Nanhai Sanxiu who supports the Jing Army's operation, named Huo Yi, the early realm of the Martial Saint, and has been responsible for containing Gao Hanqing in the past two years.
The Martial Saint level is one-to-one, in terms of the number of grandmasters and innates, the Jing army is far more than the Beiting army, and the strength advantage is very obvious.
After two sieges of the city, the Beiting army was disheartened and had limited combat power, and now the city gate has been destroyed again.
Mengsu knows that this is the best opportunity!
After destroying the North Court in a war and occupying the desert, you can invade the northwest of the Tang Kingdom on a large scale!
Thundered...... The earthquake trembled, and for a time the entire Jingjun Beida camp moved, and there must be brave men under the heavy reward, and everyone was rushing to Anxi and their military exploits.
In the city of Anxi, the atmosphere was tense to the extreme.
Although Gao Hanqing killed several innate people with one sword, the large army of the Jing army had already started, and it was too late to close the north gate that was knocked open.
Listening to the neighing of horses from outside, everyone clenched their blades and turned their eyes to their own commander.
In the night wind, under the military flag, a thin middle-aged man was dressed in bright light armor, pressing a sword in his left hand, and his face looked a little haggard.
A one-armed general, he has been guarding Anxi for more than ten years, from a teenager to
Middle-aged, from a martial artist to a martial saint, he has never given up on this lonely city in the desert.
Beiting Army, Anxi, one-armed general, these words have been closely linked and inseparable.
Now, even if the morale is low and the morale of the army is panicked, the soldiers are still willing to listen to the words of the one-armed general.
Gao Hanqing closed his eyes slightly, he had been entangled for several days before and had not made up his mind, but now he had to make a decision immediately.
A moment later, when he opened his eyes again, his gaze was unprecedentedly determined.
"The large army, with all the horses, broke through the eastern gate and withdrew to the mainland."
"Ben will need a handful of brave men who are not afraid of death to stay with me and stop the enemy's footsteps."
Hearing this order, the soldiers were all shocked.
"General, withdraw with us, staying is equivalent to death!"
"We've been guarding for so many years, we've already completed our mission, and we can retire!"
"Retire General......
Gao Hanqing shook his head slowly, "You don't know, the pressure in the country is increasing, and the northwest defense line has been transferred many soldiers and horses to support other places."
"If the Beiting army is all defeated and retreats, the Jing army pursues all the way to Shuofang and Longyou, and it is very likely that they will directly attack the mainland."
"The tragic situation of countless people displaced in the northwest will be repeated!"
"Therefore, I need to stay behind and give the imperial court a few days to transfer troops and horses to reorganize the northwest defense line......
Listening to Gao Hanqing's calm narration, everyone fell silent.
An adjutant general hugged his fists and said: "The matter after the break is simple, just leave it to me, the general will quickly lead a large army to break through, Datang can't do without you!"
Gao Hanqing sighed softly, "As a commander, this is indeed the most sensible thing to do."
"It's a pity that I'm not a commander in my bones after all, but a martial artist......
He looked back at Anxi City at night, and his eyes were filled with remembrance.
Recalling the past, there was a martial artist who fought alone in a lonely city and retreated from thousands of troops with a sword.
In a situation where everyone is not optimistic, a shocking miracle has been created.
He is the apprentice of this martial artist, and when he was a teenager, he witnessed this heroic scene with his own eyes, and he will never forget it for the rest of his life.
Now, he's in a similar predicament.
The young man's spirit has not been extinguished, and the sword spirit in his chest has always existed.
Gao Hanqing walked to the city gate, facing the more than 100,000 fierce black-armored Jing soldiers outside the city, and slowly raised the long sword in his hand.
"Today, Gao will not die, and Anxi will not break!"
A purple meteor fell from the sky, and the South China Sea Martial Saint Huo pounced!
Gao Hanqing stepped forward with his sword, and the two fought together.
The sword light swayed, shattering the stars and moon in the night sky!
Seeing this, the lieutenant laughed miserably, "If the general doesn't leave, I don't really want to leave."
"What about you?" Someone asked around.
"I want to leave, but seeing that the general is still here, I don't feel comfortable leaving......
The lieutenant general shouted, "If you want to go, now ride your horse and hurry away, bring back the fire of the Beiting Army, and tell Tang Guo what happened here!"
"Those who are willing to stay, they will stand behind General Gao together."
"Whether you leave or stay, you are all a good man in my Tang Dynasty!"
Someone hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth and walked out, arching his hand:
"My brother was killed in battle, and he is the only child in the family......
"Go, you don't need to say that, you should have gone home a long time ago." The lieutenant waved his hand, "Stop rubbing, let's go!"
There were muffled apologies in the ranks.
Of the 30,000 Beiting troops in the city, more than 10,000 chose to retreat, and under the leadership of several officers, they rode fast horses and hurried away.
More than 10,000 people stood still in armor and with swords and torches.
In the flickering firelight, the deputy general had a complicated expression, as if smiling and sighing:
"So many people not leaving? All of them are stubborn."
"Venerable Song, General Lou Chengde, and General Liu Shiren have all passed away.
Many of you young people don't know the past."
"At that time, the Beiting Army, without support and supplies, guarded Anxi for a full fifty years, from youth to gray hair, and never abandoned the city."
"This stubborn temper is really in the same vein......
The ground trembled, the sand and dust obscured the moonlight, and the large army of Jing was already approaching.
The soldiers who stayed behind in the North Court all held high their Changge swords, facing the rough night wind, and waited for the battle.
"Defending the city, we must not let the people of Jingguo easily occupy Anxi!"
Boom - The Jing army outside the city was like a black torrent, rushing mightily, but it was stopped by a strong golden-red embankment at the gate of the city.
The black torrent slammed into the embankment, but it stirred up bursts of bright red waves......
Outside the city, Meng Su was protected by many masters in the middle, extremely excited and extremely calm, and kept waving the command flag:
"Surround three and lack one, and let the Tang army at the east gate withdraw."
"The cavalry is dispatched to intercept and encircle in the desert, these people go out of the city, don't think about returning to the Tang Kingdom alive!"
Soon a message came from the officers at the front.
"What? Gao Hanqing stayed at the north gate and didn't leave?"
Meng Su was stunned for a moment, and then laughed: "God help me, this guy is killing himself!"
"The herald, all the Martial Dao Grandmasters, and the Possessed Realm Dao Mages gathered at the North Gate to assist General Huo and besiege Gao Hanqing!"
In the dim light, his expression became vaguely hideous.
"Song Yun, what can you do when you are invincible? Today, your inheritance will be cut off from my hands!"
"A hundred years from now, no one will remember you again!"
At night, the firelight was brighter than the moonlight, and the sound of killing was louder than the wind.
Changge struck, armor collided, blood stained yellow sand, and the flag fell to the lonely city.
The northwest gate of Anxi could not be closed, so the Beiting Army used its flesh and blood to forge a solid defense line to firmly block the Jing Army from the outside!
Tens of thousands of Jingguo elites, facing a door that opened through a hole, couldn't even enter half a step!
"Build a ladder, build a ladder!"
The siege battle began at the same time, and a group of Jing soldiers ran to the foot of the city wall with ladders on their backs.
After defending the city for two years, the bows, arrows, crossbows, and rolling wood and stones have all been exhausted, and the archers of the North Court have shot a few rounds, using the arrows that Jing Jun shot into the city a few days ago.
Soon the ladder was against the city wall, and a group of Jing soldiers began to climb upward.
The Beiting Army had to disperse its forces to defend the city.
Half an hour later, Jing's army climbed the city wall one after another, and the two sides launched a fierce white-knuckle battle.
Blood flowed through the cracks in the bricks of the city walls, and corpses rolled down.
The defense line of the north gate also slowly retreated under the continuous impact of the tide.
More than 10,000 Beiting troops, facing the main force of Jingguo, which was ten times their size, gradually showed their decline.
After another half an hour, the city wall was full of Jing soldiers, and the Beiting army was forced to retreat.
The defense line of the north gate retreated again and again, and finally gave way to the gate.
"Into the city!"
Jing Jun cheered loudly, and hula poured in.
Entering the city is meritorious! There's something for everyone!
"Stand out, get ready for street fighting."
The vice general of Beiting glanced at the city gate regretfully, then at the two martial saints fighting in the air, and waved his hand to signal the army to retreat to the city.
In just over an hour, the Beiting Army lost more than 2,000 people, and if it goes down hard, it may not drag on for a few days before the whole army is wiped out, and there is no point in breaking it.
In the air, the sword roared like a long roar, agitating through the stratus clouds.
Gao Hanqing withstood the siege of a group of people and kept releasing sword qi.
Huo Yi was a little shocked when he saw this.
"What kind of elixir did this man take today? Why are you so violent?"
Both of them are in the realm of the early stage of martial arts, and they have fought many times before, and Huo Yi has always had the upper hand.
Tonight, Gao Hanqing completely let go of the identity burden of the chief general of Beiting, as a pure martial artist, fighting against the water, martial arts
The Dao realm has actually improved again, and he has been able to open with Huo Yifif.
However, tonight he has to face more than Huo Yiyi.
Suddenly, a possessed realm mage made a move, gathered into a sand monster with his divine thoughts, and pounced on Gao Hanqing obliquely.
The martial arts master hiding on the other side also opened his bow and arrows, aiming at Gao Hanqing's back heart.
"Good opportunity!"
Huo Yi brandished a cooked copper stick, broke out with an overwhelming momentum, and launched a fierce attack.
Gao Hanqing's sword moves were one after another, extremely powerful, forcing back the South China Sea Martial Saint Huo Yi, and then stabbing the sand monster above the head with a backhand sword, shattering it.
With a whoosh, the arrow burst out, turning into a black line across the night sky.
This is a specially made arrow for attacking and killing the Martial Saint, which is of the best in the ground level, and instantly breaks through the defense of the Mingguang Armor and penetrates deep into the flesh.
Gao Hanqing snorted, and the long sword trembled slightly.
Huo Yi then smashed down with a heavy stick, knocking it to the ground, and sneered, "You are going to die today!"
A group of masters launched a siege again.
Gao Hanqing tried his best to draw his sword, and successively killed five grandmasters and three possessed realm mages, but he couldn't kill Huo Yi.
After hundreds of rounds of fierce fighting, he was hit with a blow in the chest, and his ribs were shattered when he landed, and he almost collapsed.
Outside the city gate, Meng Su has been staring at this battlefield, waiting patiently.
Finally, seeing that Gao Hanqing was hit hard one after another, and his combat power was greatly weakened, Meng Su's eyes lit up, and he shook his horsewhip and shouted:
"Get out of the way, I'm going to kill this guy with my own hands!"
With the sound of horses' hooves, Meng Su quickly approached the city gate.
Looking at Gao Hanqing, who was struggling to support in front of him, he was extremely happy in his heart.
The great revenge will be avenged, and the grievances of several generations between the Beiting Army and the Meng family will be completely ended tonight!
"Gao Hanqing, Anxi is not something that everyone can keep."
"If you don't have your master's skills, don't blame others for killing you!"
Gao Hanqing glanced faintly outside the city gate, his face calm.
"Are you going to die?"
"It seems that I am still too far behind Master."
"However, after so many years of grievances, I will kill it once, and I don't regret it."
Gao Hanqing clenched the hilt of his sword, intending to use the last of his strength to kill him.
Wow!
The horses crossed the north gate.
In this instant.
In front of Meng Su's eyes, a familiar white robe fluttered by.
There is also a faint cyan sword shadow.
"This ......"
Meng Su suddenly remembered the past, his pupils shrank suddenly, and his heart seemed to stop beating in an instant!
The next moment, a young face that had appeared in nightmares countless times quietly emerged.
The eyebrows are cold, and the monstrous murderous aura is like death descending into the world.
The green sword slashed horizontally, and the chilling sword intent hung upside down like a glacier.
Meng Su's body couldn't help but tremble violently.
The eyes of the young face froze, and the terrifying spiritual power was highly condensed, turning into an invisible sword blade and shooting out.
Invisible Sword!
"Songโ"
Before Meng Su could speak, extreme fear completely enveloped his consciousness......
Boom - the strong body fell heavily from the horse's back.
"General!" The surrounding Jingguo soldiers didn't see anything, and suddenly found that Meng Su had fallen off his horse, and rushed over to rescue him in surprise.
Lifting Meng Su's already stiff body, looking at his face distorted and frozen with fear, everyone was stunned.
He was scared to death!
Shi Yun: Meng Su, the general of Jingguo Wuwei, led a large army to attack Anxi at night, and when he entered the city, he didn't know who he encountered, and he fell from his horse in terror and died in terror!
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