At this moment, the Chenzhou servant army and the Tanzhou servant army were strangled together.
The Tanzhou Servant Army has just rotated a batch, while the Chenzhou Servant Army has been recharging its strength since the war began.
The two sides can be said to be at odds with each other!
If there is no external interference, the two sides should be evenly matched.
But Yesong is here.
With one sword strike, he looked a little confused and slashed with the sword.
It seems that I want to test the power.
Then, more than twenty Chenzhou servants in front fell.
Just a random sword strike!
It's like being as relaxed and freehand as a puff of your sleeves.
More than twenty people were gone.
The Tanzhou servant army cheered for joy.
The opponent was dumbfounded.
How to fight this?
Military morale begins to float!
Lan Jian shouted: "Brother, something is not good!"
Suo Yun shouted: "Whoever dares to retreat will be killed!"
A general turned back and said: "We can't stop it!"
Suo Yun chopped the man with a knife and said with a ferocious smile: "Ye Ye is standing here. If anyone dares to retreat, Ye Ye will kill him!"
Lan Jian also shouted: "Are you going to be killed by your own people, or are you going up to gain wealth?"
But the military spirit was still uncontrollably restless.
Just like a child encountering a strong adult, his morale is gone.
At this moment, a figure flew past.
"It's Huang Linxiong who is with you!" Lan Jian said happily.
"You have to block it!" Suo Yun whispered.
He has no way out, he will be hacked to death if he surrenders, or he will be hacked to death if he runs away. Suoyun has the temperament of a gambler in his heart, and under such circumstances, he is willing to gamble with his own life.
If you win the bet, you will be a loyal dog in Lord Jun's eyes and be reused from now on.
If you lose the bet, wouldn't you die?
No matter where you go, you will die, but there is still hope of giving it a try!
Lin Feibao flew past amidst everyone's attention.
A red-eyed Tanzhou servant army howled and rushed towards him.
Ye Songqia waved his sword lightly at this moment.
Boom!
The body of the servant flew out violently, and when it landed, there was no sound at all.
Ye Song stared at Lin Feibao, and without changing his sword, he swept past Lin Feibao with a scream.
stop!
Amidst the sharp whistle of the sword, Lin Feibao tightened his grip on the iron rod and whipped it hard.
Is that okay?
Yang Xuan held back his nervousness and watched.
Suddenly, he regretted it.
I felt that I should invite Ning Yayun, but then I thought that Ning Yayun seemed to prefer the profession of piano player now. She was very dissatisfied with her own cultivation. She wished she could find someone to come and prick her body.
.
Then, An Siye can do it too!
Yang Xuan is struggling here, but he has already encountered it over there.
Peng!
A strong wind burst out from the middle of the fight between the two.
The dozens of sergeants nearby didn't even have time to howl in agony, so they quietly rolled out.
Others fell to the ground.
The dust filled the air and gradually dissipated.
The two people stood five steps away from each other.
Ye Song held a long sword, pointed at the ground, and said with a smile: "What a tyrannical man!"
Lin Feibao held an iron rod in his hand, with a deep sword mark on the iron rod.
He said coldly: "Ru'an's master?"
"I heard that the evil disciple is at Yang Gou's place?"
"Old dog!"
Lin Feibao kicked his feet and arrived in front of Ye Song.
The iron rod slammed down.
Watching Ye Song, who looked about forty years old, swing his sword.
The two of them strangled each other, and wherever they went, everyone evaded in embarrassment.
The masters who followed met the Horned Dragon Guard.
Both sides are also fighting each other.
For a moment, there was the flash of swords and the roar of iron bars.
The strength of those masters varied greatly. Some were able to hold back the Horned Dragon Guard, while others were hit by several sticks until they vomited blood and fled in embarrassment.
"How is it?" Yang Xuan's cultivation level... can only be said to be average, and he can't tell the difference between the two of them now.
I could only look at Tu Shang helplessly.
Tu Shang looked at it and said, "I don't know either."
He is a battle formation marksman, and it is really hard to see through the fight between masters of this level.
"Can't you see through Tu Gong's cultivation?" He Lianyan asked.
Tu Shang said calmly: "The two people who took action are both higher in cultivation than me."
Boom!
Lin Feibao whipped Ye Song away with a stick. Just when Yang Xuan was happy, Ye Song fell from the air and slashed Lin Feibao back two steps with his sword.
"
"This is not a serious method of cultivation!" Ye Song fell down and took a breath.
Lin Feibao sneered, "You have reached this level of cultivation, not to mention the top, but it is definitely beyond the reach of ordinary monks. Why do such experts come to Tanzhou to work hard?"
You can't hire such a good person from ordinary people.
Even if you invite him, it's a fantasy to expect him to break the formation for you.
Master!
You have to be cool!
Otherwise who respects you?
Ye Song sighed, "I'm getting old, and my disciples are not filial, so I'll come to Tanzhou to hang out. I want to use a way to go out, what do you think?"
"I have a way here."
"What way?"
"The road to the underworld leads to the underworld! Do you want to go?"
Ye Song glanced around and saw that except for a few of the experts, most of them were retreating steadily.
"No discussion?"
"No negotiation!"
"Your defensive ability surprises me, but if I attack with all my strength..."
"Master!"
I don't know when Ru'an appeared behind me.
"Go back!"
"Evildoer!" Ye Song sighed: "I am going to clean up the house today!"
The sword roared.
The iron rod stopped him halfway.
The long sword suddenly changed direction. It was originally heading towards Ru An, but instead it turned into Lin Feibao.
Under almost impossible circumstances, Lin Feibao tilted his body at a forty-five-degree angle to avoid the sword.
Immediately, the iron rod whizzed past, forcing Ye Song to dodge.
As soon as my feet hit the ground, the iron rod followed.
Bang bang bang!
Ye Song stood firm on his feet and received three sticks in a row.
He lifted his foot and flicked it, and the tattered shoes flew over.
Lin Feibao held his breath and rushed over with a stick in his pocket.
Ye Song took a deep breath and stretched out his hand.
Peng!
He held the iron rod with one hand.
Bearded without wind, he shouted: "That's all!"
"Yeah?"
Lin Feibao exerts force with his right hand, and his right arm can be clearly seen to be thicker than his left arm.
He stared and shouted: "Press!"
Ye Song raised his arms violently.
"roll!"
Lin Feibao took a step back, and Ye Song's feet actually dug into the mud, up to his ankles.
"What a big man!"
Ye Song's eyes were full of murderous intent. He stepped on his feet and the surrounding soil shook, and then people jumped out.
Lin Feibao waved the iron rod, and the two fought again.
"Ye Song couldn't defeat that man!"
Xiao Manyan's face was ashen.
Ye Song was considered a first-class monk in Beiliao, but he was unable to defeat a guard beside Yang Gou.
This discovery surprised He Lianrong.
"Your Majesty, those tribal warriors are a little tired." Xiao Manyan reminded.
Is it time to take action?
Now, is it time for a decisive battle?
He Lianrong looked around.
The two sides are in a stalemate, and there is no sign that one side is weak.
Chenzhou Jun has obviously completed repairs and is on standby.
He Lianrong looked at the Tanzhou Army around him.
Look at the sky again.
The sun is not small.
"Look at Ye Song again!"
He Lianrong was a little reluctant to use the Tanzhou Army to open the gap.
It's different with tribal warriors, he doesn't feel bad no matter how much he consumes.
Ye Song!
A secret weapon that he had high hopes for seemed to be useless!
Ye Song and Lin Feibao can be said to be a match for each other, and they will meet good talents.
Yang Xuan called Ru'an over.
"Can you persuade me to withdraw?"
Boss Yang said it sincerely, but Ru'an saw the bad intentions.
Your master, this old dog, is blocking my way. Do you think I should kill him or you?
The ballista is at the back, covered by a tarpaulin.
Ru'an took a deep breath and said, "I'm going to persuade him to leave right now!"
"Lao An understands justice well!"
Boss Yang praised.
Ru'an flew away.
"Master, I'm offended!"
If An joins the battle group, Ye Song will obviously not be able to stand it anymore.
"Evil disciple!" Ye Song shouted filial piety.
"Master, go back to Ningxing!" Ru'an persuaded the master while trying to calm him down.
Ye Song cursed: "I have offended a powerful man, how can I go back? That bitch!"
"What bitch?"
Ye Song took a few steps back, held his sword and cursed: "That bitch showed her love to me. I am so charming and suave, so I naturally take it for granted..."
To be such a master, Ye Song must be in his seventies or eighties!
Although he looks like a man in his forties, he is shown love by a girl in his seventies or eighties!
Also, what a romantic and suave person!
"Who knew that bitch was the concubine of a powerful man? She offended the powerful man and sought refuge from me. In order to save my family, I had no choice but to come to Tanzhou to escape."
"Retreat! Master!" Ru An used his sword to help Lin Feibao drive back Ye Song.
"How about master, come here!"
"Then who will support the old man?"
"I'll support you!"
"Pooh!"
Ye Song was disdainful, but was forced to back away.
Morale is up.
He Lianrong shook his head, "Get ready!"
Xiao Manyan nodded and drew his sword.
"For Daliao!"
The long knife points forward.
The Tanzhou Army was dispatched.
"Get out of the way!"
Someone screamed.
The sound of horse hooves is loud.
Those in front felt chills on their spines and turned around one after another.
More than ten thousand Tanzhou troops are rushing towards them.
Logically, such an attack should make one's own troops give way to a passage, but no.
Those Tanzhou soldiers looked at their servants with cold eyes.
Boom!
A tribal warrior was knocked away.
"avoid!"
Only then did someone shout.
The Tanzhou servants were cursing and moving aside as if they had received an amnesty.
"Use an indomitable momentum, no matter what is in front of you, fight all the way through!"
Xiao Manyan is shouting filial piety.
Flag waving.
Keep moving forward!
"For Daliao!"
Countless swords were raised high, shouting filial piety, "For Daliao!"
The Liao Dynasty had dominated this land for many years. It looked around the world and could not find any opponent.
These prides still remain, but at this moment, they explode.
The messenger's eyes filled with tears when he saw it, "I wish I could join them and follow the horse to trample the enemy's army."
He Lianrong did the same, clenching his right hand into a fist, "Back then, Pei Jiu died in Chang'an, and our Tanzhou army attacked Chenzhou.
At that time, the residents of Chenzhou were in panic and Lin'an almost fell.
At the last moment, the governor Fang Yuan and his sons rushed to the top of the city and killed all of them... Only then did Lin'an survive.
Since then, Chen Zhou has become a turtle with its head shrinking. I have been thinking about how to get this turtle out...
Did the messenger kill the turtle?"
The messenger shook his head, "That thing, why did you kill him?"
He Lianrong said: "Thousands of years ago, turtles were everywhere. People hunted turtles, ate their meat, and used their shells as paper to write mysterious words.
Turtles are good at avoiding danger. When in danger, they will retract their heads into their shells, and it will be useless even if you chop them."
The messenger said casually: "Then how can we get its head out?"
"lead!"
He Lianrong said: "The turtle is greedy and uses food to lure its head out. The moment it bites the food, it swings the knife!"
He Lianrong waved.
The envoy let out a sigh, looked at He Lianrong and asked: "What do you mean, Yang Gou's attack this time..."
Xiao Manyan looked at He Lianrong with admiration, "The emperor knew that Yang Gou wanted to reinforce Taoxian, so he gathered 30,000 tribal warriors. Think about it, with 50,000 troops on his side, how could Yang Gou dare to go to Taoxian? He either
Either we sit back in Chenzhou and watch Tao County fight with Daliao, or we can only take the initiative to attack."
The envoy asked: "The envoy deliberately spread the news of the 30,000-strong army to Chenzhou?"
"I wanted those merchants to sneak in, but the merchants were so unjust that they saw 30,000 troops training, and they would definitely want to tell Yang Gou. Unexpectedly, a group of Chenzhou Army scouts came, so they followed the trend. When the encirclement was encircled,
I let a few go on purpose."
Xiao Manyan smiled, "I always thought that even though you said you didn't understand the art of war, everything you did was the art of war."
"So, Yang Gou is here!" The envoy looked at He Lianrong and said in a respectful manner for the first time: "Later, let's celebrate the envoy's success."
The envoy has been very indifferent to He Lianrong recently and threatens him at every turn.
At this moment, he bowed his head respectfully...
Arrogant at first and respectful at the end!
He Lianrong's plan for this battle can be said to be far-reaching.
Such a person, if nothing unexpected happens, you will definitely see him in the court.
So why bother offending him?
Ahead, the battlefield has given way.
"Let Suoyun, retreat!"
Yang Xuan ordered.
The flag was waving, and Suo Yun, who was selflessly commanding, patted Lan Jian. He turned around, his eyes red, and he took a breath, "What's the matter?"
Lan Jian was frightened by this look, "Brother, big flag!"
"Order to withdraw!"
Suo Yun turned around and shouted filial piety, "Your Majesty, can this villain fight again?"
"Brother, anyone who disobeys the order will be killed!" Lan Jian dragged the frantic Suo Yun, "Withdraw! Withdraw!"
The servants retreated like a tide.
Chen Zhoujun, come up.
Rows of sergeants slowly stepped forward, carrying long guns.
This is the decisive battle!
The He team that Zhao Yong belongs to is in the second formation this time, with the friendly neighbor team in front.
"alert!"
Ahead, the Tanzhou Army was speeding up its horses.
This is not tribal cavalry.
But the elite of Tanzhou.
The war horse remained unafraid in the face of the sharp spear.
Rushing madly.
"The momentum is outstanding!"
Han Ji said.
Yang Xuan is looking at another place...
Lin Feibao and Ru An joined forces to force Ye Song back and then retreated.
"Evil traitor!"
Ye Song originally wanted to use his military exploits to repay He Lianrong's kindness for blocking Ning Xing's pressure for him, but he didn't expect that he would fail.
He snorted coldly and found that the officers and soldiers of Chenzhou Army who came up were looking at him.
The look in his eyes is strange.
Like compassion.
Ye Song turned back abruptly.
The crowd of Tanzhou cavalry was overwhelming.
Coming!
The cavalry at the front was holding a long gun, with his face shield lowered, and looked like a ghost.
Ye Song flew to the side without hesitation.
All the remaining inner energy burst out.
Escape for your life!
"Fire the arrow!"
The black cloud composed of crossbow arrows caused heavy casualties to the Tanzhou cavalry.
"An expected loss." Xiao Manyan said to the envoy.
The messenger nodded, "The Tang Army's crossbow array is famous throughout the world, I know it."
After withstanding two waves of crossbow arrows, the Tang army's archers appeared.
This is the last wave.
"Coming!"
He Lianrong's eyes were sharp as he stared at the Tanzhou Army that was about to collide.
"Come in!"
Xiao Manyan clenched her fists.
The messenger breathed rapidly and murmured: "Victory has begun..."
In the Tang army formation, Yang Xuan said lazily: "Serve our Tanzhou friends a big meal."
The tarpaulins of each ballista cart were lifted.
The cock was cocked, and the thick crossbow was in place.
Wang Laoer licked his lips, "I really want to give it a slap!"
"Must win!"
In the Tanzhou army, which was about to approach Chenzhou's army formation, a general raised his sword and roared.
"Fire the arrow!"
In front of the ballista, the general of Chenzhou Army was also roaring.
The hammers fell one after another, striking the crossbow.
Bang bang bang bang bang bang!
Dozens of crossbow guns flew out.
Everyone looked up at these crossbows.
The same was true for the Tanzhou Army general who opened his mouth and roared.
His eyes gradually changed from contempt, to fear, and then to despair...
The crossbow was smashed down, and the general stretched out his hand in a vain attempt to block the crossbow.
Boom!
The general flew up, the crossbow carrying him flying over, and he fell heavily to the ground.
The general fell to the ground and held the crossbow with both hands. The barrel of the crossbow was still swinging, as if a bloodthirsty demon was wagging its tail and eating.
In the Tang army formation, the soldiers witnessed the power of crossbows against cavalry.
