This is the Anxi Army. The Anxi Army once swept through the Western Regions and frightened countless enemies. It was not destroyed because of the death of veteran generals such as Gao Xianzhi and Feng Changqing. Instead, it expanded like a reborn phoenix in the baptism of blood and fire.
beautiful wings.
Similar scenes had appeared countless times in Bian Lingcheng's sleep. Every time, he took Feng Changqing's place and commanded the most elite Modao team of the Anxi Army to sweep across the Western Regions.
With Wang Xun and Li Siye as the vanguard, Duan Xiushi, Bi Sichen and other old men covering the two wings, and Bai Xiaode, Cheng Qianli and others as the tail wings, he led the Chinese army to advance step by step and defeat the enemies in front of him.
If he were not an eunuch, Bian Lingcheng believed that he would have this ability. It is a pity that what is cut off cannot grow back, and it is a pity that Wang Xun and others never give him the same respect as Feng Changqing.
That's why Bian Lingcheng hated Gao Xianzhi, Feng Changqing and others so deeply. Therefore, when Bian Lingcheng was at the end of his rope, he also wanted to incite Li Guiren to lead the remaining troops to fight to the death against the Anxi Army. What he couldn't get
, just destroy him. It’s better than watching other people’s glory and suffering in your heart.
He has always been proud of this team, past and present. However, he always hates that he cannot hold this team in his hands.
"Advance -" Accompanied by high-pitched and monotonous shouts, the Mo Dao team outside the temple continued to push forward. The scarlet battle flag was raised high, and the sword light and blood melted into blazing flames.
Under the battle flag, Wang Xun raised his sword and swept a rebel general dressed as a captain into the air. Human blood and minced meat fell like rain, dyeing his armor as red as the battle flag above his head.
He was completely unaware of this, or he was already accustomed to the smell of blood. The long-handled sword quickly retreated, drew a sharp arc in mid-air, and swept it diagonally towards a war horse. "Crack!"
The saddle and the rider on the saddle broke at the same time. The blade pushed in a few inches, severing the back of the war horse and draining all the strength away. The poor beast screamed and stumbled to the ground, pressing the unconscious master under his belly, straining his muscles.
Broken bones.
"Kill him, kill him! Otherwise, everyone will not be able to leave!" A school captain shouted in despair, turning his horse's head to face the Mo Dao in Wang Xun's hand. Wei Feng took half a step forward and swept it off with the Mo Dao.
The legs of the war horse. Another swordsman lifted the weapon to the side and lifted up the captain who fell off the horse again, gutting and rupturing the body. Before the captain's body fell to the ground, Wang Xun's figure appeared in the blood mist again.
He flashed out of the middle, rushed to another war horse like a ghost, and swept the rider on the horse to the ground. Then, he took half a step forward, cut off a long spear, and split the panicked face behind the spear into two
Half!
The Mo Dao Shou behind him quickly followed up, maintaining a neat formation, slashing down any living creature in front of him. The cavalry on horseback blocked left and right, retreating steadily. But the retreating steps were always faster than the sword.
The advancement was half a beat slower, like crops in autumn, being cut down in rows by the light of a knife, and then the row below was exposed.
The blood-colored mist surged up from where the sword light rolled and slowly rose into the air, obscuring the surrounding firelight. The long street suddenly became extremely dark, and the enemy and we could no longer see each other's faces. However, there was no trace of killing.
Without stopping, the light of the sword continued to roll forward. Every time it rolled, there were countless corpses. With one strike, both men and horses were broken into pieces!
A gust of night wind came out and blew away the blood mist. The fire on the street suddenly jumped and became as bright as day. Wang Xun, whose armor had completely turned red, appeared in front of the team again, with the blade pointed at the captain's ponytail. The twisted man
Turning around, he waved his long spear desperately, and at the same time, he quickly hit the horse's belly. The horse's head was blocked by his partner, and he could not pick up the speed. The thin horse spear could not withstand the sharp blade of Mo Dao, and was quickly broken into several pieces. The sharp sword light
Then it struck at him, cutting open his armor and skin, sending fear and death into his heart.
"Rare -" the captain's screams stopped. Wang Xun walked around his mount and pointed the blade at the next enemy soldier. The enemy soldier did not dare to fight, so he rolled off his mount and fled for his life on foot. Wei Feng followed
He caught up with him from behind, raised his knife and cut him in half!
"Spare my life!" Another rebel cavalry cried and jumped off his mount, but refused to put down the sword in his hand and waved it randomly at Wang Xun. This kind of unstructured attack had no effect at all on Wang Xun.
He was eliminated with just one move, and then the knife came across, blocking the horse's belly and stabbing out a broken spear. The spear holder screamed, dropped the weapon, and got under the horse's belly again, avoiding Mo Dao's attack.
Attack. Wang Xun leaned down and swept across, cutting the four hooves of the war horse and the enemy under the horse's belly into two pieces.
"It's the Hammer King!"
"It's the Hammer King!" Some people exclaimed as if they suddenly realized it. They pushed away their brothers and squeezed to the other end of the long street. Some people screamed and jumped off their mounts and ran on foot to the burning courtyards on both sides of the street. They had just been looted by the Tang army.
In their yard, several green bricks were suddenly thrown out, knocking them directly to the ground. Immediately afterwards, more bricks flew out and covered their bodies.
"Advance -" The Anxi Army's formation adjusted slightly and moved forward neatly again. The cavalry in the street did not dare to respond and quickly disintegrated like an avalanche.
No one is willing to look back and face the snow-like light of the sword, and no one is willing to fight with the strong man in heavy armor in front of the Mo Dao team. This man was born to oppose the Great Yan Kingdom.
Xiaozhe, Cui Qianyou, and later Li Guiren, countless famous generals have humiliatingly confirmed this point. As long as he takes action, the Tang army can always survive the desperate situation, but on the side of Dayan Kingdom, rivers of blood flow every time.
However, they could not escape in all directions. The high walls on both sides of the street severely restricted the range of movement of the war horses. At the other end of the street, the Tang army that had just been dispersed rushed back, firmly blocking their way.
These Tang army soldiers, who had been like lambs to be slaughtered before, suddenly changed their lives. In groups of three or five, they rushed towards the rebel horses. They tore off the cavalrymen on their horses and chopped them into pieces with knives.
"Spare your life!" With no way to go and Mo Dao behind them, the cavalry, whose morale was already very low, instantly collapsed. The smart ones jumped off their mounts, threw away their weapons, and surrendered to the Mo Dao team. The stupid ones sat on their horses in shock.
On his back, he neither begged for mercy nor dared to resist, and allowed himself to be pulled off his horse and hacked to death by the Tang soldiers who surrounded him.
"Spare your life, Lord Hammer King, spare your life!" Someone started, and begging for mercy no longer made everyone feel humiliated. Large numbers of cavalry jumped off their horses, threw away their weapons, and knelt in front of the Mo Dao Formation. The smarter ones simply put their mounts
Rushing to the other end of the long street, they used livestock to stop their defeated generals and buy themselves more time to surrender. Although they were not sure that Anxi would forgive them, they believed that they would not survive if they fell into the hands of another Tang army.
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"Spare your life, spare your life, Lord Hammer King, spare your life. The bad things here are not caused by me!" Since you have dismounted and begged for mercy, there is no need to be shameless. The blame you should not bear must be cleared away, so as not to be misunderstood by the Hammer King.
Refuse to show your noble hand.
"This was the case when we came here. We are all cavalry. We just want to rush out of the city as soon as possible. We have no time to dismount and rob!"
"It was the Tang Army. It was the Tang Army over there who did it. Mr. Hammer King, they violated your order!"
"We are all direct descendants of General Li Guiren. We were transferred here just this spring. We have never done any bad things in Chang'an! If you spare my life, we will be willing to die for you."
There are various reasons for begging for mercy, each one more sufficient than the last.
Wang Xun, who was walking at the forefront of Modao Team, slowly stopped and the killing stopped.
The cavalrymen who were kneeling on the ground hid backwards, covering their chests with their hands, and lowered their heads to the ground. They knew that they had made the best choice. The Hammer King was indeed like the legend, and had no interest in killing enemies who had laid down their weapons.
Seeing the Mo Dao team stop and the Tang army blocking the other side of the long street, they immediately stopped. They were not sure of Wang Xun's temper, fearing that they would be suspected of competing for merit and be attacked indiscriminately by the Mo Dao team.
In the Tang Dynasty's camp, it is no longer a new thing for two friendly armies to meet each other. Even if Guo Ziyi came forward to seek justice later, it would not be possible for a few unknown soldiers to offend a strong general like the Hammer King.
Everyone held their breath, waiting for Wang Xun's final verdict. The wide long street suddenly became extremely quiet, which was extremely incompatible with the surrounding burning houses and the continuous shouts of death. However, Wang Xun did not respond.
He just pulled down his vest and looked around.
On both sides of the wide and straight streets, thick smoke billowed out from most of the courtyards. Packages discarded by the defeated soldiers and the corpses of Chang'an people were scattered in the corners. Together with the bodies of the war dead, the entire street turned into a hell.
Fortunately, the gate of the courtyard that was not affected was closed tightly. The villagers inside neither had the courage to come out to avenge themselves, nor did they have the courage to come out to ask the Anxi Army for justice. Occasionally, they peeked their heads from behind the wall, and what was revealed was a pair of hatred-filled eyes.
Eye.
Wang Xun was once very familiar with that look. When he conquered Zhezhe City and Juzhanti, he saw the same hatred in the eyes of the locals. That kind of hatred made him feel like a thorn in his back, and he didn't know how to resolve it.
Robbery and killing didn't just happen on this street. He defeated more than one group of enemies tonight.
Wang Xun suddenly felt some regret, regretting that he should not have insisted on wiping out the rebels in Chang'an City. If the enemy had been released according to the court's wishes, perhaps Chang'an City would not have suffered the disaster tonight. Although he chose the most risky option
The tactic of seizing the door is to prevent the rebels from jumping over the wall in a hurry.
He recognized the group of soldiers blocking the street at the end of the street. They were the Shenwu Army brought by Ma Fang to support him. They were also commonly known as the soldiers and horses in front of the palace, the Emperor's Guards. If they really captured them and enforced strict military discipline, not only would they be punished.
The relationship between the Anxi Army and the imperial court is even more tense, and it is difficult to explain clearly on the Malaysian side.
However, if we don't deal with them, we can't deter the other Xiaoxiao who took advantage of the situation. The Shenwu Army is not the only one of the allies who flooded into the city while taking advantage of the chaos. No one can guarantee that these guys have better military discipline than the Shenwu Army.
"They did it, they did it!" As if they had guessed why Wang Xun hesitated, the rebel soldiers kneeling on the ground shouted loudly and pointed their fingers at the Tang army behind them. "When we came, we saw them killing people and setting fires.
.If you don’t believe me, you always ask someone to ask. If you tell a lie, I would rather be cut into pieces by you!”
"No, we didn't do it!" Suffocated by Wang Xun's silence, the Shenwu soldiers blocking the end of the street also began to defend themselves loudly, "When we came, it was like this when we came! Yes.
The rebels did it, the rebels did it!”
"It was the Tang army who committed murder and set fire!"
"It was the rebels who did it!"
For fear that Wang Xun would take action on himself, the soldiers from both sides blamed each other. Such a quarrel would certainly not lead to any results. Seeing Wang Xun's face getting darker and darker, someone suddenly had an idea and pointed at the closed temple door nearby and shouted.
"The arsonist is hiding in the monastery. The arsonist is hiding in the monastery!"
"The arsonist is hiding in the monastery. The arsonist is hiding in the monastery!"
"I saw it, I saw them hiding with my own eyes!" Regardless of whether they heard the unusual movement in the temple or not, the soldiers from both sides said in unison.
When Captain Zhou, who was hiding behind the door panel and was fighting, heard this, he was so frightened that he couldn't even tremble. He used all his strength to pull the door latch open and shouted outside: "You're wronged! You're wronged."
.The younger one captured Bian Lingcheng and prepared to sacrifice it to the general. The younger one didn’t kill anyone, he didn’t kill anyone!”
"We are wronged, we are wronged!" All the defeated soldiers lay on the ground, shouting injustice at Wang Xun. Only Bian Lingcheng did not kneel, and used his remaining arm to support his body with difficulty, and laughed at Wang Xun: "
Haha, haha, I’m here. The small character named Wang, I’m here. This is the Tang Dynasty you want to rebuild, haha, I’ve seen it, I’ve seen it all!”
"Old thief, today is your day too!" Wang Xun didn't bother to find out which group of soldiers took advantage of the fire. He stepped over layers of corpses and strode to Bian Lingcheng. Wei Feng and others were afraid of the enemy's deception.
Strides followed him. In an instant, all the Mo Dao team's attention turned to the temple, and no one cared about the prisoners and friendly forces outside the door.
The rebel cavalry who had dismounted and surrendered did not dare to run away, and continued to kneel on the ground, waiting for Wang Xun to surrender. However, the Shenwu soldiers blocking the end of the street had a guilty conscience and secretly moved their steps, rubbing their bodies further away.
"Of course I have today, I have known that such a day would come!" Bian Lingcheng faced Wang Xun and took a clear look at the situation outside the door. "Haha, it's just you who has great achievements and is not ignored by your colleagues.
Sooner or later, Rong will follow in the footsteps of Feng Changqing!"
"Shut up!" Wang Xun was furious, lowered his head, grabbed Bian Lingcheng's collar, and raised it with one hand. "You can't see what will happen to me in the future. But today, I want to use your head to sacrifice my fourth uncle.
The spirit in heaven!"
"Uh, uh, uh-----" Bian Lingcheng's face turned purple after being strangled, but he still refused to accept it, "Stroke, strangled, strangled me. You, it's useless if you strangle me to death.
.If, if there is no imperial court, if there is no imperial court's will, how can I kill, kill, and be granted the title of commander-in-chief?"
