There is a smooth road between the forbidden army camp outside the city and the capital, and the terrain of a horse and a flat river, plus the distance between the two is less than 20 miles.

It can be said that the horse's hooves have not yet run hot, and they have already reached their destination.

He Zhangwen rode a white horse with a snow-white body and no miscellaneous hairs under his crotch.

Dressed in black armor, wearing a purple and gold crown, he is heroic and extraordinary.

The forbidden army camp was located in the direction of the south gate of the capital, and He Zhangwen did not move forward, his sharp eyes scanning the ancient city wall in front of him.

The city wall made of bluestone and glutinous rice is thick and dignified, and even the baptism of wind and rain in the four seasons has not left the slightest trace on it.

Although the walls were still standing, the gates were in tatters, and the tall and majestic gates had long since cracked open and were buried in the ruins along with the countless corpses.

The smell of gunpowder smoke and the pungent bloody air echoed in the air, and although the sergeants had been trained for a long time, they were still the forbidden army defending the capital of a country, and they had never seen such a bloody scene in the past.

Don't look at the nostrils of these people on weekdays, they look like they are angry, and they are more arrogant than the other when they fight, but at this time, they are still frightened and pale in this Jedi that is like purgatory on earth.

Some of those with weaker psychological tolerance were even so frightened that they vomited on the spot.

He Zhangwen subconsciously wanted to reach out and cover his nose, because the bloody gas in the air was mixed with the urine and urine that flowed out of the corpse before death due to excessive fright.

When the two gases are mixed together, it is simply a disgusting stench, and most normal people will definitely not be able to stand such a stench.

He Zhangwen's expression was indifferent, without a trace, and he waved the hand that was about to be raised lightly, turning it into a movement of throwing his sleeves.

Then he snorted coldly, "Rubbish! Get out of here for me!"

As if they had been granted amnesty, the vomiting soldiers hurriedly turned their horses' heads and came to the back of the line.

Most of the remaining soldiers had solemn expressions, their eyes full of fortitude, and judging by the knotted muscles and sharp eyes that appeared between their black armor, these people were the real soldiers in the army.

He Zhangwen slowly pulled out the sword hanging from his waist, pointed at the dark city gate in front of him and shouted, "Anyone who holds a weapon in his hand and does not kneel down to ask for surrender will be killed!"

Just as He Zhangwen was about to give the final order, a horse at the front of the cavalry team slowly walked out of the ranks.

The sturdy knight first rolled the saddle and dismounted, and then hugged his fists to He Zhangwen and said, "Lord He, I will ask your lord for something in the end, and I hope that your lord must make it clear."

He Zhangwen saw the face of the person who came clearly through the faint moonlight, and it turned out that this person was the cavalry captain, who was in charge of the cavalry of the entire forbidden army camp.

"Say!"

"If there are thieves who take the old and young women and children hostage, how should we deal with the inferior, and what if the people do not want to stay and insist on fleeing out of the city?"

After listening to these two questions, He Zhangwen's expression changed slightly, and he glanced at the cavalry captain kneeling on the ground with deep meaning

Then he groaned slightly, then turned his horse's head and shouted at the whole cavalry procession, "If anyone does not surrender, he will be killed!" Do you hear me now?"

When he said this, a chill flashed in He Zhangwen's eyes, and the two points of cold were like sharp daggers, as if they could pierce anyone's heart.

There was silence for a moment in the black-pressed cavalry ranks, and then the five thousand cavalry replied in unison; "I hear you clearly!"

He Zhangwen nodded with satisfaction, and then turned his gaze to the cavalry captain who was kneeling on the ground, and said lightly, "Now, do you still have any questions?"

A few drops of cold sweat suddenly dripped from the forehead of the cavalry captain, and he nodded his head in a hurry, but he no longer dared to raise his head and make eye contact with the young man in front of him.

He Zhangwen returned to his horse and looked in the direction of the city gate, his eyes were full of ambition, the emperor and the hegemony were all in one fell swoop tonight!

Under the moonlight, the sword in the hand of the young general with a white horse and black armor waved down with a cold glow, and in the next second, ten thousand horses galloped, crushing towards the south gate of the capital with a thunderous momentum.

The brigade galloped

The movement was truly astonishing, and most of the people in the city who were not deaf had already heard the sound of cavalry rushing, either in front of or behind.

Even the thieves who were fighting for life and death, after hearing such movements, the movements under their hands couldn't help but stop for a moment.

Except for the grappling, it was really difficult to break down, and almost everyone on the main road in the south of the city stopped fighting in unison.

A look of horror appeared on the hideous faces of the men, and the people who were captured or about to die under the butcher's knife were all overjoyed.

Master Wang! Master Wang! It must be the Wang Shi stationed outside the city who entered the city to quell the chaos!

The news of the death of His Majesty the Emperor, which was rumored in the palace in the morning, now seems to be a thief, and now that the king has entered the city, the eyes of the people have finally ignited a flame of hope.

The thieves who were originally fighting in the big melee also gradually converged, and several powerful bandit leaders and subordinates gathered together, and everyone's faces were already stained red with blood.

These demon kings who killed people without blinking an eye actually showed a strong fear at this time.

At best, they are only good at some internal skills and martial arts skills, and the strongest ones are only second-rate strength, and they are even inferior to the owners of the four major dart games in the capital.

Even if he is a first-class master in the rivers and lakes, or even a qi refiner, as long as he does not cultivate his body protection qi, under the charge of this well-trained cavalry, it is only a matter of time before he is defeated.

And with their strength, to fight against this formed cavalry cluster is simply beyond their strength, and they will be slaughtered in just a few charges.

The only advantage is that this is the capital after all, and although a fire and the blood tide destroyed countless buildings, there are countless houses in the capital.

As long as all the brothers were scattered into the houses, and then engaged in street battles with the cavalry to stabilize their positions, as for whether to fight or flee afterwards, they would have a certain initiative.

In a group of thieves with 5,000 people, the bald man led by him gritted his teeth, his eyes flashed, and he shouted to his subordinates: "Brothers, withdraw into the empty room, there are bows and arrows for me to shoot at those officers and soldiers, and if you don't have bows and arrows, pick up some broken bricks and tiles or larger stones on the side of the road, enter the house in groups of ten, and then wait for my order to do it together!"

Because the scene was so chaotic that even though he was already shouting hoarsely, there were still very few people who could hear his orders.

There were 80,000 thieves gathered here, and there were many people who could think of engaging in street fighting.

But how can these stragglers, who are temporarily leveled and driven by interests, have any discipline at this critical juncture?