Chapter Seven: The Rising Sun (I)
"Bang!"
A letter cannon came from the tower of Suzaku Gate, urging the Tiger Ben army out of the city to retreat immediately.
Although everyone knew that it was impossible for them to withdraw.
On both flanks of the battlefield, a battalion of rebel cavalry came out of the battle, like an arrow from the string and went straight to the Suzaku Gate.
The arrows and stones on the city tower were like rain of arrows and stones desperately to block and cover the last bit of hostages to retreat safely into the imperial city.
"Close the door!"
Fan Jianmu looked expressionlessly at the rebel iron cavalry galloping outside the palace gate, turned around and walked along the horse path to the city tower.
The lives of hundreds of soldiers of the Tiger Ben Army outside the city were completely cut off in this order he ordered.
But Fan Jian knew that he had no choice, and he also knew that the three hundred tiger heroes would never blame and resented him.
"Bang!"
Another letter cannon rose into the air from the Suzaku Gate Tower, telling the comrades who were fighting bloodily outside the city that the palace gate was about to be closed.
However, in just half a cup of tea, there were less than 100 of the 300 tiger knights who went out of the city to fight, gathered around Ji Chengqing, Geng Tian and Shi Yifu and repeatedly rushed and killed in the enemy formation.
The Jinfeng Guard in the air had already lost more than half of it, and it did not retreat from the fight to the death, launching a heroic charge against the enemy camp below again and again.
In fact, their mission has been completed, and they can take advantage of the situation to retreat, but seeing their comrades under siege, no one is willing or willing to retreat.
How can you say that you have no clothes, and you are with your son!
Ji Chengche couldn't remember how many souls had been added under the Fetal Yuan Shen Knife, and he didn't bother to count how many mounts he had changed.
Shi Yifu was covered in scaly wounds and rolled up his armor, and chased his horse to his side, panting heavily: "Clear, you go quickly!"
Ji Chengqing was as if he hadn't heard of it, and the fetal Yuan Shen knife ploughed the court and swept the acupoints.
The surrounding enemy forces finally showed a hint of loosening, and Geng Tianyi shouted with joy: "Your Highness Chengqing, go to the right!"
Unexpectedly, Ji Chengche didn't pay attention to it at all, turned his horse's head sideways and rushed towards the enemy army on the left flank.
Geng Tian was stunned for a moment, and then heard Shi Yifu smile bitterly: "That's the direction of the Vermilion Bird Gate." ”
Geng Tian raised his eyes, and his eyes were full of wielding swords, guns, swords, and halberds, covering the tower of the Vermilion Bird Gate.
He reined in and turned to Ji Chengqing, and shouted to the guards beside him, "Come with me!"
Qi Longxiang stood on the horse to watch the battle, and raised his voice to persuade him to surrender: "Shi Yifu, Geng Tian, and Er are all pillars of the country, as long as you are willing to give up resistance, this king will protect your high-ranking officials!"
"Phew!" Geng Tian spat at the blood foam and scolded: "Qi Longxiang, Lao Tzu is too lazy to talk nonsense with you!"
Qi Longxiang didn't say much and raised his hand with a wave, and the thousands of crossbowmen he had mobilized poured out from behind the cavalry array, surrounding the remaining sixty or so tiger-riding knights in the center.
Ji Chengche was taken aback, knowing that under the fire of ten thousand arrows, except for himself and a few Yuan Realm powerhouses such as Geng Tian and Shi Yifu, who could still save their lives, the others had no hope of life.
The surrounding rebel iron cavalry slowly retreated, holding down the crossbowmen's position.
Shi Yifu and Geng Tian both stopped their mounts, looked at each other and knew at a glance that it was the last moment to die generously.
The remaining Tiger Knights surrounded them, and one of the lieutenants shouted: "General Geng, Doctor Shi, stay in the green mountains without worrying about running out of firewood, don't forget to burn some paper money for your brothers in the coming year!"
Shi Yifu didn't answer, he suddenly let go of his throat and sang the spirit song of the Wu clan: "Cheng is both brave and martial, and he is strong and invincible in the end;
Ji Chengche's heart was shocked, he had heard Concubine Yu sing this song in the golden soup fire pool. If you talk about the sound quality, Shi Yifu is far inferior to Concubine Yu, but the heroic and tragic spirit can shake the sky and fill the sky!
"Sincerity is both brave and martial, and in the end it is strong and invincible;
The tiger and iron horsemen responded in unison, and the war horses slowly started, launching a final charge towards the enemy formation without hesitation.
Upstairs in Suzaku City, the same spiritual song sounded.
Then there is Qinglongmen, Baihumen, Xuanwu Gate, then the streets, alleys, and the whole city......
The singing is deafening, filling the heavens and the earth with the spirit of loyalty and fearlessness!
The arrows of the rebel crossbowmen hung down, and the song of the spiritual song echoed in everyone's hearts.
Suddenly, this song came from far outside the holy capital, first in the south of the city, then in the north of the city, in the east of the city, and in the west of the city, in all directions like angry waves, like raging waves, the mountains and tsunami rolled in, converging into an earth-shattering sea tide.
Everyone present was stunned and listened to the singing in amazement-
"Ling Yu is in a state of rage, his left side is stumbling and his right blade is wounded; he is in the haze two rounds and four horses, and he is beating the drum with the jade sword; he is angry in the sky, and he is all killed and abandoned in the wilderness; he can't go in and out, and he can't go back, and the plain is so far away; he carries the Qin bow with a long sword, and his head is away from his heart without punishment......"
What's going on, where does this singing come from?
The array of rebels gradually stirred, and many people looked at each other with doubts.
A scout flew over, stumbled and knelt down in front of Qi Longxiang and reported: "Qiqi Martial King, Yang Tianyu, Gong Tianwei and the five battalions of the Feixiong Battalion and the Jaguar Battalion defected to the enemy in front of the formation, and the defense line of Burning Jinshan all fell. Now Xiang Lin commanded the 20,000 soldiers and horses of the Fengshan battalion to kill the pilgrimage to the capital, and the nearest forward cavalry is only ten miles away!"
"What?!" Qi Longxiang was taken aback, no matter how deep his city was, he was also hit by this bad news!
Before he could react, a dragon groan suddenly sounded above the sky that was about to dawn.
Countless eyes involuntarily looked at the sky, and they saw a black dragon spitting clouds and mist, eating and drinking, breaking through the clouds and rising into the sky, swooping down towards the imperial city.
"Xuanshuang!" Ji Chengqing's spirit was greatly lifted, and he looked up to the sky and roared and cracked the clouds!
Xuan Shuang heard the master's whistle and was overjoyed and echoed with a long groan.
The roar of a man and a dragon resounded throughout the universe in an instant, shocking the Eight Desolations!
"Uhh
"Kill!" the Tiger Knight fearlessly slashed into the enemy's formation, like a blood-colored tide crashing on the embankment, and the rows of stunned crossbowmen were dashed to pieces!
Ji Chengche jumped onto Xuanshuang's back, and saw the morning light in the eastern sky, and a red sun rose between the distant mountains and clouds.
It's dawn.
He looked into the distance, on the vast wilderness outside the Holy Capital City, King Qin's reinforcements were waving all over the mountains, as if thousands of streams were returning to the sea and were rushing here.
The rebels outside the city had given up their resistance, and the barracks were like reefs swallowed up by King Qin's army.
The towering walls of the Holy Capital City were now in vain, and the rebels who surrendered to Cheng had already opened the gates to welcome the arrival of the king. The tiger is better than the past, and the world is turned upside down and generous——
Ji Chengche stood high above the Forbidden City, raised the Fetal Yuan Divine Sword to take a bird's-eye view of the Qi Dragon Elephant in the chaotic army below, and shouted: "The army of King Qin of Fengshan has arrived, Lord Qi, you still don't surrender?!"
Qi Longxiang was furious, jumped up and killed Ji Chengche and said, "Little thief, I'll kill you first!"
Before the words fell, the rebel camp behind them suddenly rolled to both sides like a wave, and a light cavalry singing the war song of the Wu clan was unstoppable and pounced.
Everyone on the tower of Suzaku Gate City watched intently, and they didn't know when the rising sun quietly rose in the east, and thousands of rays of light erupted from the distant sky.
Under the golden red morning light, I saw Xiang Lin's silver helmet and silver armor shining, holding the overlord spear in his hand and taking the lead in the three armies.
Yang Tianyu, Gong Tianwei, Ye Ren and others were all dressed in military uniforms and rushed to the left and right of the bullfighting wings, soaring all the way, looking at tens of thousands of troops like grass mustard, and pointing directly at the Vermilion Bird Gate!
"Fourth brother, it's the fourth brother who has arrived!" Xiang Yu was so excited that he couldn't speak, and cried with joy.
Xiang Lin also saw Concubine Yu, Ghost Master, Fan Jian, Chang Yuanliang, Xiang Yu and others above the city tower, and his eyes turned to look at Ji Chengqing, who was flying in the sky, and snorted coldly in his heart.
This kid likes to be in the limelight!
"The army of King Qinwang of Fengshan has arrived, and you still won't surrender?!"
"To descend or not to descend?"
"Down, down, down!"
On the battlefield, the roar of King Qin's army was like thunder, and morale was high. On the other hand, although the rebels still have the advantage in strength, they have been shaken and have no intention of fighting, or they are at a loss or holding their heads to fight, or many sergeants have surrendered and defected under the leadership of the generals.
The die is cast.
Xiang Lin held the overlord spear in his hand and was majestic, leading a group of light cavalry troops to drive straight in, and in an instant, he and the tiger knights led by Geng Tian and Shi Yifu met head-on!
Geng Tian lay on his horse, with more than 20 arrows all over his body, scarred and exhausted, and said to Xiang Lin: "Your Highness, I will not be able to dismount and salute." ”
Xiang Lin sat on the horse and bowed, and said: "The two of you have worked hard to turn the tide, please accept Xiang Lin's worship!"
Looking at the tiger knights behind Geng Tian and Shi Yifu, everyone was covered in blood and bruises, and there were less than thirty horsemen.
Three hundred iron riders, not more than one. The pro-soldiers brought by Xiang Lin couldn't help but see this scene, and their eyes couldn't help but split.
At this time, Yang Tianyu came with Zhao An in his arms, and said with a heavy expression: "Your Highness, Zhao An is no longer good, I want to see you for the last time!"
Xiang Lin's heart sank, when he was a child, he could be said to have grown up on Zhao An's back, and the relationship between the two was far better than that of an ordinary master and servant.
He turned over and dismounted, took Zhao An from Yang Tianyu's arms, and immediately noticed that the other party's heart pulse had been broken, and he relied on a breath of pure vitality to support it until now.
Zhao An smiled and said, "Your Highness, the old slave can no longer serve you." ”
Xiang Lin mourned in his chest and said, "My master is in the imperial city, and he will be able to rejuvenate his hands!"
Zhao An shook his head with difficulty and said: "The old slave's companions have all been killed in battle, and the eunuchs are really desperate this time." However, the old slave didn't lose anything, so he sent Li Chuxian on the road first. Hehe, otherwise I wouldn't have the face to go down to the ground to serve the emperor......"
Xiang Lin said movingly: "Gonggong Zhao, you must hold on." I'll take you to Master!"
"Thank you, Your Highness, for your kindness. Zhao An closed his eyes and smiled: "Let the old slave sleep for a while, and it will be fine for a while." Today's sun is so good, red as blood......"
The murmuring grew softer and softer until it fell silent, and the happy smile on the corner of his lips rippled freely.
Xiang Lin was stunned, stretched out his hand and gently closed Zhao An's eyes, and unconsciously raised his head to look at Tianyu again.
Today's future is wonderful.
Red as blood—
(End of chapter)