West Gate of Wuguan

The old Liangzhou soldiers who had rushed all the way here, after experiencing the generous sacrifices of more than ten waves of soldiers, had already opened a relatively safe distance from the Yan Rong cavalry.

Facing the opened city gate, the old Liangzhou soldiers unexpectedly did not enter the city. Instead, they suddenly stopped collectively, turned their horses, and looked at the Yan Rong army chasing behind them. Yan Hongyi took the lead and jumped out of the formation, shouting angrily.

A voice: "The army forms a formation to meet the enemy!"

"Fuck! You bastard! Why are the soldiers of Liangzhou so unafraid of death!" Chu Yucheng, who was on top of the city, looked at the Wuguan cavalry that was already close at hand and put into charge formation again, and instantly understood what Yan Hongyi wanted.

What to do!

According to the plan, Yan Hongyi has completed the task of luring the enemy and should return to the city to wait for orders, leaving Chen Yue's Shanzi Camp to kill Mu Yunsheng.

But Yan Hongyi knew very well that if he allowed these 18,000 people to come back for reinforcements, even if Shanziying succeeded in killing the emperor, he would definitely die. So Yan Hongyi wanted to kill these 18,000 people under Wuguan City.

Hold on.

Chu Yucheng slammed his fist on the bluestone at the top of the city. His fist turned red instantly. He turned to Ling Zhen who was staying in the city and shouted angrily: "Gather the entire city's infantry and follow me to fight!"

Looking at Yan Hongyi who was leading the way, Chu Yucheng murmured: "Since we want to fight, we must fight thoroughly. I will leave these 18,000 people to you, and the 8,000 infantry at the north gate."

Me!"

Chu Yucheng also showed a hint of madness on his face!

The situation has changed suddenly, and the development of the war situation has exceeded everyone's expectations.

Yan Hongyi led the old soldiers of Liangzhou and faced the Yan Rong cavalry that was twice his own. He did not hesitate to attack them. The armies of both sides fought in a melee under Wuguan City. The scene was extremely tragic.

After Chenyue broke out of the formation, he looked at the fleeing figure in the distance, galloped on his horse, held the spear tightly in his hand, and instantly opened a large distance from the soldiers of Shanziying.

With only a few personal guards to protect him, Mu Yunsheng was going through the darkest moment in his life. He wondered when he, the dignified Prince of Yanrong, was born with a golden key in his mouth and held great power. How could he ever be so down and out?

"Chen Yue! One day, I will definitely kill you!" Mu Yunsheng looked at the single gunner chasing behind him and said fiercely.

"Whoosh!"

A feather arrow was shot, and one of the guards fell off his horse. Mu Yunsheng was startled, and without thinking, he whipped the sitting horse with a riding crop, trying to save his life first.

"Whoosh!"

There was another feathered arrow. Mu Yunsheng looked at the fallen Yan Rong soldiers beside him, and finally became frightened. His palms trembled unconsciously. Who knew whether the next arrow would hit his chest.

"Stop him! Stop him!" Mu Yunsheng shouted at the top of his lungs.

The last three remaining soldiers looked at each other, tightened their reins, grasped their spears, and turned around to charge towards Chenyue.

Chen Yue looked at the three Yan Rong cavalrymen who turned around without any fear. He put the bow and arrow on the horse's back, held the spear in his hand with one hand, and swung his arm backwards, like a strong bow, "Ah!"

Chen Yue shouted angrily, raised his body halfway, and threw the spear violently. With the help of the strength of Chen Yue's arm and the inertia brought by the impact of the horse, the spear drew a huge arc in the air, "Pfft

!" The spear pierced the chest of the last Yan Rong soldier at an angle. His internal organs collapsed and he died on the spot. The huge impact took the body into the air and flew backwards. The spear pierced into the soil.

, the body was nailed to the ground, and the tail of the gun kept shaking due to the huge impact force.

Such a terrifying scene frightened the remaining two soldiers, who turned pale, but still gritted their teeth and collided head-on. Two spears, one on the left and one on the right, were staggered, blocking Chenyue's path forward.

Chen Yue slowly pulled out the scimitar from his waist and went straight forward. Just as he was about to hit the first spear, Chen Yue turned to the left to avoid the tip of the spear. The scimitar slipped and moved upward against the spear shaft.

The two weapons collided, "Here!" The high-speed friction made a sharp sound, which made people get goosebumps all over their bodies.

Seeing that the scimitar was almost at the palm of Yan Rong Barbarian's hand, Chen Yue waved his hand and raised it suddenly. The blade instantly cut the Yan Rong Cavalry's throat, and a stream of blood spattered out, staining some of Chen Yue's cheek. Yan Rong Cavalry

The soldier's vision suddenly went dark, and he unconsciously used his hands to block the blood spurting from his throat. Chen Yue let go of the scimitar in his hand, and his arm slid down to catch the spear that fell from Yan Rong Barbarian's hand.

Chenyue grabbed the gun and passed by, but the soldier fell to the ground and died.

The second spear came right behind him. The tip of the spear magnified rapidly in Chen Yue's eyes. It was already close at hand. It was as if he could already see the ferocious smile on Yan Rong Barbarian's face. Chen Yue suddenly bent over and leaned over with the spear.

The tip of Chenyue's armor was drawn across, causing a burst of fire. Two war horses passed by at random. As soon as they jumped behind the Yanrong cavalry, Chenyue immediately straightened up and twisted around. At the same time, he had just seized the weapon in his hand.

The incoming spear thrust out fiercely and instantly penetrated the back of the Yan Rong cavalry.

With a beautiful carbine shot, the Yan Rong barbarians did not react at all. In the flash of lightning, both barbarians were killed.

Chenyue glanced back at the two corpses, "Bah!" he spat, spitting out the blood that had just been splashed in his mouth. At this time, the war horse happened to arrive at the corpse that was stabbed to death by the spear that was thrown out at the beginning.

Chen Yue leaned over, pulled out the spear from the corpse, and chased after Mu Yunsheng's back in front, with a meaningful smile on his lips.

Mu Yunsheng turned around and saw that all three soldiers were dead. Chen Yue, with blood on his face, was about to chase him. He was so frightened that his liver and gallbladder were about to burst.

"Devil, devil, he is the devil!" Mu Yunsheng murmured, with no other thoughts in his heart except fear.

"Whoosh!" A feather arrow pierced the leg of Mu Yunsheng's war horse. The horse immediately staggered and fell forward. Mu Yunsheng on the horse was immediately thrown away and fell heavily to the ground.

, Mu Yunsheng landed on his chest and face. The huge shock force instantly made his throat feel sweet, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. If he hadn't been wearing armor, he would have fallen to death on the spot.

"Hello!" Chen Yue finally caught up to him. As soon as he tightened the reins, the horse stopped. He threw the spear in his hand, turned over and dismounted, and walked slowly to Mu Yunsheng's side.

Mu Yunsheng clawed at the ground with both hands, dragging the injured body forward slowly, leaving a trail of blood on the ground.

Chenyue bent down and took out Mu Yunsheng's saber, raised it above his head, and looked at it carefully in the sun. It was Mu Yunsheng's personal saber. The handle was inlaid with gold, and the gold was surrounded by a silver rim. The front and back were both
Chapter completed!