Kyoto!

By this time it was late in the night, and there was silence. On the city wall, there are soldiers standing as if they are javelins, holding spears in their hands, very solemn. The city, where rows of soldiers stood, was silent except for lanterns that were blown by the wind.

Suddenly, there was a noisy sound in the city, the armor slammed, the blades were unsheathed, and the sound of fighting rose and fell. The flames flickered, and a torch appeared on the city walls, waving certain symbols.

"Squeak!" the gates were slowly lowered.

Outside the city, there was a sudden thunderous sound, and the sound of dense and neat horses' hooves was like an unstoppable torrent, rumbling towards the city gate.

"Sons, kill them!"

A burly, armored man in the lead, armed with a long Spring and Autumn broadsword, rushed into Kyoto with thousands of cavalry. Kyoto is the ancient capital of the Seven Dynasties, and its defense capability is excellent, and if you want to break it by a large army, it is impossible to break through the outer wall of this ancient capital without 108,000 soldiers at the bottom. And at this time, the number of soldiers and horses of King Changshan was not worse than that of King Zhenxi, so it was just a delusion to want to break through.

King Zhenxi naturally knew his predicament, and began to build a secret passage to the inside of Kyoto a few years ago. That's when the night attack happened. A group of thousands of elite soldiers entered through the secret passage, slashed and killed the soldiers defending the city, and then opened the city gate, let the horseback rush in, and destroy the soldiers who wanted to support, and then the inside and the outside should be combined, while the soldiers did not react, rushed into the palace, and slashed the king of Changshan, then the war was basically over.

"Boom!" the earth shook, and the sound of horses' hooves was deafening.

"Kill!" Zhang Zhan's eyes burst into the city, and he rushed into the city with his cavalry.

"What's going on?" Zhang Zhan rushed in, and found that the originally noisy city suddenly became silent, and the scene that was originally shouting and killing and flickering firelight did not appear. Zhang Zhan's mind was like thunder, and a thunderbolt exploded. A cool air rose, and the hairs stood on end.

"Fooled! Retreat!" Zhang Zhan shouted in horror. The sound is like a big bell in Huanglu, deafening. The soldiers next to him were stunned. The people in front of them were suddenly frightened, and they all wanted to ride their horses back and flee, but the horses' hooves roared, and more people behind did not hear them, and everyone flashed excited and murderous eyes, and desperately rode their horses forward. Although Zhilu Dao had fallen into a trap, the people in front of him wanted not to be trampled to death, so they still had to continue to ride their horses and gallop.

"Hurry back!"

"Hurry back!"

The soldiers in front were shouting desperately, and the shadow of death hung over everyone's hearts. When the information was passed to the cavalry who entered at the back, there was a bang. The gates of the city slowly rose to cut off the return of the cavalry.

"Boom!" countless sharp arrows rained down from the sky. Countless arrows rained down thousands of cavalry.

"Poof!"

"Ahh

The screams were loud, and the arrows were inserted into the soldiers' bodies, bringing waves of blood, and many soldiers fell to the ground screaming and dying like hedgehogs. There were also some who did not die and fell off their horses and were trampled to death by random horses.

"Rush!" Zhang Zhan, who took the lead and was burly, flew with a big sword, and the arrows flying towards him seemed to shoot down. At this time, his eyes were red, and he roared angrily. Now there's no going back. Then you can only rush forward and fight your way out, even if you die in battle, it is better than being killed by arrows.

"Bang!" Zhang Zhan galloped on his war horse, and the soldiers behind him followed. Roaring frantically from his mouth. Everyone knows that Lu Dao is already dead and lifeless this time, and now it is already meat on the chopping board, slaughtered with the enemy. At this time, I am crazy, and I want to pull a cushion before I die.

"Boom ......"

The war horse rushed out of the hundreds. A ravine appeared, and with a bang, dozens of war horses in the lead stepped into the air. Screaming and neighing, the man on horseback was thrown out of the coffin and crashed into a pit with countless sharp iron tools. The sound of popping kept ringing. Dozens of soldiers were pierced through their bodies with iron tools and hung in pits.

Zhang Zhan, who took the lead, was thrown down by the war horse, and the big knife shot out, and the back of the knife slashed the iron weapon.

"Shoot!" A cold voice was clearly audible, which also made Zhang Zhan creepy.

"Woohoo!" A few feet away, the arrows that were as dense as a hornet's nest came towards Zhang Zhan, dangdang! Zhang Zhan hurriedly waved his broadsword, and a cold light turned into a barrier to protect him firmly.

"Boom!" several violent string pulls sounded. A series of special black arrows slashed through the air, poof, dangdang! Zhang Zhan wanted to resist in the air, but these were all arrows shot by a sharpshooter with amazing arm strength, and they were not so easy to resist at all, especially a dozen or so volleys.

"Poof!" Zhang Zhan's abdomen was pierced by a black arrow, the big knife in his hand slowed down, and several black arrows hit his body, the severe pain made his eyes black, and he fell into the pit he had just flashed, poof, the sharp iron weapon instantly stabbed a brave general into a hedgehog.

After a while, several more generals died tragically, and the entire battlefield screamed continuously, from the city gate to the city center, it was full of scarlet blood, and slowly the red blood turned dark black, bloody and disgusting.

In less than half an hour, 3,000 cavalry fell at the gate of Kyoto. Suddenly, a group of cavalry appeared in the field and quietly approached the military tent of the king of Zhenxi.

In addition, a group of cavalry came out of the west gate of Kyoto, full of the atmosphere of slaughter.

"Mend the knife!" a cold and murderous sound spat out of the mouth of a general. If Zhang Zhan hadn't died, he would definitely have recognized that this person was General Dou who came in from the secret passage.

"Yes, General!" the archers behind him put away their bows and arrows, and a group of armor-clad swords were wielding long, glowing knives.

This night was destined to be a bloody night, the king of Zhenxi attacked Kyoto at night, and ninety percent of the cavalry were buried in Kyoto, and then were defeated and captured by the king of Changshan.

"Whew!" A high-pitched dragon roar sounded above the head of King Changshan, and the originally four-clawed dragon was faintly visible and the fifth claw grew a phantom, and the purple aura rose brilliantly, majestic and with the breath of suppressing the world.

And the aura on Bai Jiao's body is rapidly collapsing and disintegrating. In just half an hour, the majestic and extraordinary, the white Jiao who looked at the world screamed, the condensed dragon scales on his body withered, and the condensed dragon body became illusory, as if a gust of wind could disintegrate it. The purple qi that rushed to the sky also collapsed, and in addition to a trace of purple qi to prove the identity of Zhenxi Wang Tianhuang's noble stomach, there was also a black pressure of death qi that tightly shrouded his luck, and death was inevitable.

Kyoto's Qi Fortune Pillar, which was already collapsing rapidly, slowed down, and everything seemed to prove that King Changshan had saved the crisis of the collapse of the Great Song Dynasty.

Yangzhou, one of Kyushu. At this time, Yu Yuan was already a few days away from being able to rush back to Kyoto.

"General, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. A staff member came to Yu Yuan's side.

"Mr. Jiang, my Yu family has been loyal for several generations, but such things can't be done!" Yu Yuan clenched his fists in his hands, a look of struggle flashed in his eyes, and then he sighed, let go of his fist and raised his head again, restoring his true colors as a general.

"Alas!" Jiang Li sighed, wanting to win the world, but at this time, in Yu Yuan's thoughts, he had 100,000 troops, which was not at all something that those two princes could resist. Only by making up one's mind to occupy the richest Yangxu and Xuzhou prefectures, using these 100,000 veterans as skeletons, it is not difficult to assemble hundreds of thousands, and then who will be able to resist the sweep of hundreds of thousands of troops.

Rong Jun!

The crimson luck on the top of Song Yu's head soared into the sky, and a small yellow snake was swimming, swallowing and exhaling the luck and growing slowly. Suddenly, the yellow snake's eyes were raised, looking to the north, as if he felt something, but he curled his body again, closed his eyes lightly, and rested. (To be continued......)