Taking advantage of the fact that the cavalry had just charged away and the middle-aged man was in the open space, Jia Rong waved his hand and fired more than fifty crossbow arrows at the middle-aged man again.
After all, the middle-aged man is a human being, not a god. He had just escaped the attack of the cavalry and was at a time when his old strength has gone and new strength has not yet been born.
With a "pop" sound, a crossbow arrow pierced the middle-aged man's shoulder, and plum blossoms appeared on his white clothes.
With a cold snort, the middle-aged man ignored the injury on his arm and charged towards Jia Rong with his sword. His strange footwork made it impossible for the soldiers along the way to touch him.
Approaching Jia Rong, the middle-aged man raised his long sword and stabbed Jia Rong straight.
Jia Rong felt that the simple blow could not be avoided. He felt that no matter where he hid, the sword would still hit him. The middle-aged swordsmanship made Jia Rong frightened.
Just when the long sword was still five feet away from Jia Rong, Jia Rong suddenly woke up, rolled off his horse in embarrassment, and escaped the blow that the middle-aged man was determined to get.
A trace of surprise flashed in the middle-aged eyes, and he immediately attacked with his sword again. The sword was more powerful than before. Jia Rong had no doubt that this sword could penetrate the armor and kill him. The surrounding Xiliang soldiers reacted.
It's too late to stop middle age.
Suddenly, a flash of realization flashed in Jia Rong's heart. There had been a time when he had succumbed to the power of others, and he dared to offend the entire family in the world. One can imagine his courage. The middle-aged man in front of him was just a person. Jia Rong
He is confident that he can stop the middle-aged man with his own strength, "Let him be strong and let him be strong, and the breeze will blow over the mountains!".
Jia Rong, who was full of confidence, pulled out the green steel sword from his waist. Regardless of the injury on his arm, he held the sword with both hands and faced the middle-aged man.
The two weapons intersected and made a harsh sound. Jia Rong was so powerful that he couldn't help but take seven or eight steps back. The middle-aged man also took three steps back. His eyes looking at Jia Rong were full of surprise. From the middle-aged point of view, no one could
He dodged his first three swords, but the person in front of him dodged two swords.
Before the middle-aged man could make another move, the surrounding soldiers rushed forward, heavily surrounding Jia Rong, and walked slowly towards the east gate. Although the middle-aged man claimed to be unparalleled in his skills, he did not dare to take risks easily. Jia Rong
Rong's bravery was beyond expectations. The middle-aged man wondered what would have happened if Jia Rong had not been injured. It seemed that Jia Rong could become the prefect of Jincheng and take charge of his own affairs, and his reputation was not in vain.
The middle-aged man looked at the long sword in his hand in disbelief. He spent a lot of effort to get this sword. The materials used and the craftsmen who made it can be said to be rare. Over the years, the middle-aged man has become familiar with this sword.
The sword created strong feelings and killed countless enemies.
Unexpectedly, the fight just now left a gap the size of a grain of rice on the sword. I was surprised and looked at the sword in Jia Rong's hand with eyes full of lust. His eyes were like looking at a beautiful woman. The sword was matched with a sword.
Heroes, heroes also love swords. The sword in Jia Rong's hand is definitely a sword, a magic weapon that can definitely make countless people break their heads and bleed for it.
Jia Rong, who had breathed his last breath, shook his sore and numb hands and touched the Qingzhi Sword lovingly, as if he was expressing condolences and praise.
Not everyone has the good kung fu of middle age. After a while, all the fifty warriors brought by middle age were dead, and the road to the east gate was opened.
Taking this opportunity, Jia Rong got on his horse and rushed towards the east gate. The middle-aged man gave Jia Rong a hateful look, said hello and disappeared into the night. The whole process seemed slow but was actually extremely fast. At this time, Cheng Qiu had just
After leading the soldiers to arrive, the cavalry could really run at a speed that the two-legged infantry could not catch up with, not to mention that these infantry had to face cavalry snipers.
"General, General Jiang has captured the east gate. General, please rush to the east gate." A cavalry galloped over and saluted on his horse.
Jia Rong's face was filled with joy. The east gate was taken, and the situation of certain death was broken. As long as they left Wuwei City, the troops in the city could only look at the ocean and sigh. They would definitely give Geng Bi's son a hard blow. Jia Rong stared at him hatefully.
Heading in the direction of Zhou Mufu.
"Go to the east gate quickly!" Jia Rong gave the order, and the remaining cavalry rushed towards the east gate.
"Teacher, can this be the end of it?"
The middle-aged man shook his head and said: "Tell your senior brother to be ready and give Jia Rong the final blow. Don't make any mistakes!"
If Jia Rong were here, he would be able to recognize at a glance that the middle-aged man was the person who just fought against Jia Rong.
The night gradually recedes, and a touch of fish belly white appears in the eastern sky.
Jia Rong looked back at the cavalry who were following closely behind him. He was moved and showed a look of relief on his face. Raising troops for a thousand days and using them for a while. The fact that these soldiers can work so hard is also an indirect affirmation of their own achievements.
"Brothers, work harder. We will be out of the city soon. Let these little turtles chase slowly behind." Jia Rong shouted.
The cavalry behind them laughed loudly, and their physical fatigue and tense nerves could not help but relax a lot. There were also many cavalrymen with broken limbs and arms. They still struggled to hold on on their horses. Their left arm was broken and they put their weapons in their right hands.
, my right leg was broken, but I still didn’t give up.
The Xiliang Army has always believed in the spirit of obeying orders and prohibitions. Even if there are many scars on the body, as long as there is still breath, they will still pick up weapons and rush towards the enemy.
When Jia Rong led the cavalry to the east gate, the city gate was wide open, and the soldiers around him were all unfamiliar faces. They were already under Jiang Yu's control. At the same time, Zhang Wei also arrived with his soldiers.
Jia Rong breathed a sigh of relief, as long as he left Wuwei, everything would be fine.
Jiang Yu rode his horse and rushed to Jia Rong and said: "General, thanks to the help of General Ma, we can easily take down the east gate. General Ma led a thousand soldiers to act as internal agents and defrauded the city gate."
Jia Rong bowed to Ma Teng behind Jiang Yu and said, "Thank you so much, General Ma, for your generous help. Jia Rong will keep this kindness in mind and will be rewarded generously!"
Ma Teng glanced at Jia Rong in surprise. After all, he was an extraordinary person. He suppressed his inner curiosity and waved his hand: "Rong...Brother Jia, you're welcome." Of course, Ma Teng had heard of Jia Rong's famous name, and the entire Liang Dynasty
There may be people in the state who don’t know Geng Bi, but they definitely know Jia Rong.
"I wonder what General Ma has planned?"
Ma Teng looked bitter. Geng Bi repeatedly ordered not to open the city gate. Ma Teng disobeyed the order and opened the city gate and arrested Cheng Yin. Wu Wei could not stay any longer. Even Ma Teng did not expect that one day his blood would surge.
For doing such an outrageous thing, his family was picked up by soldiers the moment he made the decision.
"If Brother Jia doesn't give up, Ma Teng is willing to follow!" Ma Teng got off his horse, knelt down on one knee and worshiped.
Jia Rong was overjoyed, got off his horse, raised his horse and said: "With the help of General Ma, our army will be more powerful than a tiger. The city is a place of disputes. We should not stay for a long time. We should get out of the city quickly."
Zhang Wei also led Wei Fu to Jia Rong's side. Seeing Jia Rong's body covered in blood and the shocking arrow wounds on his arms, Wei Fu started to sob.
Jia Rong patted Wei Fu on the shoulder and whispered a few words of comfort. Wei Fu gave up and looked at the curious eyes around her. She let out a coquettish cry and lowered her head.
Jia Rong nodded at Zhang Wei, saying nothing.
As he approached the city gate, a bad premonition struck Jia Rong. Years of fighting gave Jia Rong a strong premonition of danger.
The sun finally showed its side and cast its first ray of sunshine towards Wuwei City. A sword light slanted towards Jia Rong. Such a short distance did not allow anyone to think. At the same time, several people near the city gate
Two soldiers took action at the same time, drawing their swords and attacking Jia Rong.
Jiang Yu, Ma Teng and other generals watched the changes in the situation dumbfounded. They wanted to rescue but were unable to save the situation. The location chosen by these soldiers was too close to Jia Rong. No one expected that there would be spies near the city gate.
Zhang Wei, who was next to Jia Rong, was the first to react and rushed towards Jia Rong without any hesitation.
With a "pop" sound, the long sword pierced Zhang Wei's back of the heart, stabbing Zhang Wei to the core. After whimpering a few times, Zhang Wei fell to the ground. When the young man holding the sword saw that the blow was ineffective, a flash of light flashed in his eyes.
A trace of resentment quickly retreated behind the people and then disappeared.
Two more "puff" sounds were heard, Jia Rong was stabbed in the ribs, and blood spilled out. The sword thrust towards his left arm was nimbly dodged by Jia Rong, and then he grabbed the soldier's sword-holding hand and threw it towards him.
On the sword edge on the right, the soldier never expected that he would be killed by his companion's sword. He tried his best to open his eyes wide, expressing his unwillingness.
At some point, Wei Fu appeared behind Jia Rong and blocked Jia Rong's sword from behind. Wei Fu was stabbed in the back, blood flowed across her body, and her green shirt was stained with blood.
Jia Rong screamed, reached out to catch Wei Fu who was about to fall to the ground, and asked in a choked voice: "Why? Why?"
Wei Fu's face gradually turned from rosy to pale, and her lips trembled as if she wanted to say something. Seeing that Jia Rong was fine, Wei Fu's face glowed with joy.
Jia Rong hurriedly advised: "Fu'er, don't talk, you will be fine."
Wei Fu blinked her eyelids and closed her eyes.
Seeing the painful expression on Wei Fu's face, Jia Rong was furious.
The generals who reacted swarmed forward and captured several soldiers. Except for the young man who initially escaped, all the remaining soldiers were captured.
After hastily treating the wound on Wei Fu's back, he placed Wei Fu gently on the ground, stood up and looked at the several soldiers who were sneaking up on him. Jia Rong suddenly drew his sword and hacked all these soldiers to death with one sword after another. It's over.
Jia Rong was breathing heavily. After fighting for so long, Jia Rong had numerous wounds on his body and was almost reaching his limit.
Jiang Yu's eyes were spitting fire. He did not expect that such a situation would happen to the controlled city gate. He suddenly drew his sword and rushed towards Ma Teng. Ma Teng did not show any weakness and drew his sword to meet him.
Jia Rong resisted the pain in his ribs and shouted coldly: "Stop!"
Ma Teng and Jiang Yu stood aside, but Jiang Yu's eyes were red, the hands holding the sword were shaking slightly, and his teeth were gritting.
"Let's talk after we get out of the city!" Jia Rong suppressed the anger in his heart and said through gritted teeth.
Gently lifting Zhang Wei up, Jia Rong's normally bright eyes had long since faded away. They were wide open and full of unwillingness. When he closed Zhang Wei's eyes, Jia Rong shed a tear.
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