Liu Rongzu's expression changed, and he rushed to the city wall on the other side. This time, he saw it clearly. He couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air. The black smoke at the top of the city dispersed, and the smoke and dust in the city also settled.
Just a quarter of an hour ago, the large open space in the city was empty, but now it was densely packed with armored cavalry.
Every knight is taking off his cloak, revealing his whole body in shining armor, blue, red, green, black, and pale. There are about one thousand people in a team, including men and horses.
, the colors are different, but they are the same armored cavalry, woven together.
From here, the armored cavalry, numbering no less than 10,000, is like a colorful ocean. No one speaks, not even the horses are breathing heavily, but there is a firmness in their eyes.
Killing intent, an unstoppable momentum that destroys everything, arises spontaneously.
In this army of tens of thousands of armored cavalry, the cavalry at the front is dressed in blue clothes and blue armor. He is a veteran with white beard and white eyebrows. He is about fifty years old, with a red face and hawk-like eyes, and a deep gaze. He is holding a dragon tail.
He is riding a horse, and the blue helmet he is wearing is wrapped with a white cloth belt, and the belt on his body is tied with a black cloth belt. Obviously, according to the etiquette of the Xianbei people, this person is a black and white person.
A relative at home has just passed away.
Behind this person, there is a big blue flag fluttering in the wind, with the word "Beihai" written in both Xianbei and Chinese characters, and a giant dragon about to rise into the sky, with teeth and claws spread out, murderous intent overflowing in the dragon's eyes,
Just like the eyes of this veteran, isn't this person the number one war god of Nan Yan, the North Sea King Murong Zhen?
Liu Rongzu gritted his teeth and said solemnly to Murong Zhen: "Is the coming general Murong Zhen, the North Sea King of Nan Yan?"
Murong Zhen's face was as dark as water, and he nodded, and Longwei Qizhan pointed directly at Liu Rongzu: "I am Murong Zhen, Liu Rongzu, and today next year will be your death anniversary!"
Liu Rongzu laughed: "These words sound so familiar. Oh, I remembered it. When we were outside the city half an hour ago, your son also said this to me, but you must also know the result. Now you
These mourning ribbons must be for your son."
Murong Zhen bit his lip: "The revenge of killing a son is heart-wrenching and sworn in. Liu Rongzu, although I admire your madness, looking at you is like seeing Liu Yu back then. Princess Lan also once asked
Please let me know that when I meet you on the battlefield, I will show mercy and save your life, but today, whether it is for the national hatred of Dayan or the family hatred of my Beihai Palace, I must kill you."
Liu Rongzu nodded: "If someone else said this, I can ignore it, but if it was said by Murong Zhen, King of Beihai, then I can regard it as an honor. Murong Zhen, I didn't want to kill Murong Lin just now.
I gave him several chances to escape for my life, and it was also because I loved my aunt, the Princess Lan you mentioned. She told me that you are loyal and courageous, and protect the country and are loyal. Although you and I are on opposite sides,
A relentless enemy, but if possible, I still hope that you and I can survive."
Having said this, he shook his head: "It's a pity that the hatred of killing a son is irreconcilable. If it were you, I wouldn't spare your life. Well, King of the North Sea, you are a step too late, cavalry
There is no way to fight here. If you really want to fight, you can go out of the city. Just like your son, I will lead my troops to fight with you happily. No matter who wins or loses, who lives or dies, there will be no regrets!
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Murong Zhen shook his head gently: "Young people are young people, but they still lack the ability to observe. Liu Rongzu, how could you think that I just arrived here?"
The confident smile that Liu Rongzu originally wore on his face gradually disappeared, replaced by a kind of vigilance and slight surprise. He glanced left and right at the military formations under the city. These cavalrymen, including war horses, were all calm and composed. There was no dust rising in the distance, so he murmured to himself: "It's true that I was here a long time ago, didn't I just kill you?"
Suddenly, he thought of something and said in a deep voice: "Murong Zhen, if you had been here a long time ago, why did you just watch your son die outside the city?"
At this point, he raised his eyebrows and said in a deep voice: "I remembered that before Murong Lin charged, the sound of gold ringing was heard from the top of the city. General Tongluo, you asked Murong Lin to retreat at that time. Could it be that Murong Zhen the meaning of?"
General Tongluo, who was in armor, was about to speak. Murong Zhen on the side waved his hand to stop him from answering. There were tears in his eyes, and he gritted his teeth and said, "I can't expose our location and military aircraft, so I can only ring gold at the top of the city, but Lin'er is worthy of being my good son and a good warrior of Dayan. This is his choice, to move forward without hesitation. This is my eldest son of Murong Town, and our Xianbei warrior!"
Liu Rongzu gritted his teeth: "You are even more powerful. You can actually watch your son die. However, even if you lead us to attack the city wall, what can you do to us? You are cavalry, you can't ambush the people at the top of the city here. We, is it possible that you can make this city wall disappear now?"
Murong Zhen suddenly laughed loudly: "If this were not the case, if the cavalry assault had not made you feel that the opportunity to attack the city was rare, if you had not used all your tactics, how could we have counterattacked? I, Murong Zhen, will die. A son is nothing, as long as I can defeat and eliminate your Jin army, as long as I can protect my homeland of Dayan and defend Guanggu, then I will have no regrets even if I have no descendants!"
Liu Rongzu laughed loudly: "Okay, I have seen the momentum of King Beihai. He is indeed the number one general of Dayan. However, don't think you can win. Now that we occupy the city wall, we also occupy the high ground. The advantage is No matter how powerful your cavalry is, it is impossible for me to fly up the city wall. This is not a fair duel. Considering that you are a famous general, I can allow you to retreat now, or come to the outside of the city to confront us head-on. , lest anyone say that my tens of thousands of troops and horses beat your less than one thousand armored cavalry, the victory is in vain!"
A Red Army lieutenant general's expression changed and he said to Liu Rongzu: "Brother Rongzu, don't act on your own initiative. Our mission is to attack the city. Don't..."
Liu Rongzu raised his hand and said in a deep voice: "I know what I am doing, but if we don't destroy Nan Yan's strongest armored cavalry head-on, even if we win this battle, others will laugh at us for it is just a lie. Take advantage. Even if they are defeated and conquered, they will not be convinced. Murong Zhen, come on, do you want to go out to the city to fight in the field or you to retreat, let us go down to the city and form an array, choose whatever you want!"
Murong Zhen's eyes flashed coldly, he shook his head and said word by word: "Young man, I want to give you a message, soldiers are also deceitful!"
This chapter has been completed!