Chapter 141 The fourth-line soldiers of the fierce tiger and the ferocious Han thief!
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Outside the north gate of Jicheng City, when I heard the sound of the horn coming from the royal palace in the city, the expression of Lieutenant General Huben changed drastically. He turned to look at Meng Hu and said, "General, the mistress's residence has been attacked. Do we want to go to the rescue?"
"The Jiang family and the Zhao family are all in the city. They should have gone to the mistress's house at this time. And with the mistress's ability, plus the elite soldiers in the house who have gone through the blood and fire experience, with the help of the powerful families in Jicheng,
Those miscellaneous soldiers are not worth mentioning," Meng Hu said in a deep voice, "Don't fucking rush me, the enemy's focus must be on our side!"
Just as the two people were talking, the ground suddenly shook violently, and the deputy general's expression suddenly changed, "Cavalry!?" Then his face darkened, "Isn't it still Old Thief Han's troops?"
Not only the cavalry, but also a large number of cavalry, are approaching quickly towards the city gate. It is understandable if there are only one or two, but at this time, a large number of cavalry can be mobilized to invade the forces of Jicheng. In addition to Han Sui,
The deputy general could no longer think of anyone else with this ability.
Meng Hu's face was as dark as water. He waved the sword in his hand lightly, and the blazing horn horns of the charge suddenly broke through the sky. The three thousand tiger soldiers behind him who had been waiting for a long time simultaneously raised their guns and mounted their horses. They formed a charging formation row by row.
Quietly waiting for Meng Hu's order.
"Fire the arrows first!" Meng Hu looked calm, a cold light flashed in his bloodthirsty eyes, and with the three thousand tigers behind him, he stared at the darkness in front of him where the sound of cavalry galloping came, "Be ready to charge at any time!"
To the north of Jicheng, on the spacious official road, a group of light-armored cavalry galloped straight towards the north gate of Jicheng. The leader was a general, holding a bright silver carved gun and wearing chainmail.
Looking at Jicheng getting closer and closer in front of him, his eyes gradually flashed with passion.
As one of the seven most respected and trusted generals under Han Sui besides Cheng Gongying, Candidate did not have much favorable impression of Cheng Yi, who had always been against him. Therefore, when Jicheng spies went behind Cheng Yi's back, he and Jicheng were
After the Chenghao family's plan was reported to Han Sui, the candidate decisively seized the opportunity to ask for help from Han Sui and took over the task of coming to support on his own.
When it comes to candidates, although Cheng Yi is a bit naive, but with the help of the old fritters from the Jicheng wealthy family and the elite spies of the Han family, there won't be too many problems in this plan. Under such circumstances
, how could he let Cheng Yi enjoy such great achievements all to himself?
Therefore, after Han Sui agreed, the candidate did not even wait for Han Sui to mobilize the army for him. In order to reach Jicheng before Cheng Yi officially launched the night attack and seize the great candidate, he basically made his own preparations for the reason that troops are valuable and quick.
With only his own troops and some Qiang cavalry, he assembled a force of 8,000 elite cavalry and rushed towards Jicheng.
They did not delay along the way. One man and two horses bypassed the battle point between Han Sui and Ying Zige, and lurked directly to the edge of Jicheng from another remote path.
"Huh! Cheng Lao Wu, if you want to take all the credit, it depends on whether I agree or not!" A trace of passion flashed in the candidate's eyes, and thinking about Cheng Yi's reaction when he saw him later, he felt relieved.
After thinking about it, a loud horn sound suddenly sounded from the direction of the north gate of Jicheng. The candidate's heart immediately sank, and a bad premonition rose in his heart. However, according to the intelligence from the previous spy, at this time in Jicheng
Apart from the family guards, the official number of soldiers and horses is only 3,000 in the north of the city. Think about it.
Lai Yingzige didn't take away these soldiers and horses when they were so short, so their quality shouldn't be much better. What's more, even if these three thousand soldiers and horses are all elite soldiers, Yingzige is dedicated to guarding them.
The candidate didn't care if he stayed in his old nest, after all, he also had eight thousand elite cavalry under his command.
"Be on guard, prepare to charge!" Suppressing the anxiety in his heart, the candidate suddenly raised the bright silver gun in his hand, shouted loudly to the guards around him, and then passed the word down level by level, and quickly made a charge.
Formation.
The war horses galloped, and during a few ups and downs, the candidate and Meng Hu saw each other's figure almost at the same time.
"Shoot!" With a roar, Meng Hu, who had been preparing for a long time, roared out angrily immediately. The three thousand tiger warriors behind him shot out the arrow in his hand almost at the same time as the sound was heard.
Three thousand feathered arrows formed nets all over the sky.
With a sharp breaking sound, he pressed down hard on the candidates and others.
"Go away! Go away! Go away!" The candidate's pupils tightened and he took a deep breath and shouted loudly.
The eight thousand elites who were charging naturally saw the overwhelming sharp arrows. When they heard the voices of candidates, they dispersed to the left and right almost subconsciously.
"Who are you? You dare to invade our city. I wonder if your Grandpa Menghu is here? Why don't you hurry up and capture him!" Seeing this, Menghu was not surprised. He seized the moment when the opponent's formation was scattered and shouted at the candidates.
, while raising his sword and galloping his horse, he shot out the three thousand tigers and soldiers behind him at the same time.
In the leading position, Meng Hu held a hundred-refined war sword. Under the extreme speed of the dark clouds, it flashed with a little cold light, cut through the void and slashed at the oncoming candidate. The three thousand tiger swords behind him turned into weapons.
The arrows rushed straight towards the scattered eight thousand fine cavalry.
The candidate's eyes tightened, knowing that he had lost the opportunity, but he was not worried because of his superior strength. He looked at the charging Meng Hu and other three thousand tigers, and shouted loudly, "Don't join together, just rush in from left to right, kill."
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After the roar fell, the candidate waved the carved silver spear in his hand, and urged the war horse to go straight towards Meng Hu, "I am the candidate for the general of Jincheng. Ying Zheng has no talent and virtue, and is cunning and cruel. Taking advantage of my coldness,
The state army left the country and successively attacked the two counties of Tianshui in Longxi Province. Now we are specially ordered by General Zhenxi to come to attack. The army has arrived outside the city and is expected to attack Hebei City in the evening. If you don't surrender now, who knows when?
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Meng Hu sneered, raised his sword, and a trace of Gangqi was brewing on it, "When did Han Sui become the General of Zhenxi? Why didn't I know? I don't know whether it was the appointment of Han Ting or Dong Feifei?
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"Looking for death!" At this time, the two war horses were approaching. The candidate shouted angrily and stopped talking. He turned his wrist and the carved bright silver gun instantly turned into countless gun lights, flickering with little cold lights and stabbed Meng Hu.
go.
"Fashionable!" Meng Hu snorted coldly, raised his sword, and struck at the cold light piercing the sky with the momentum of shattering everything.
"boom!"
With one strike, the cold light disappeared, and the Hundred Refined War Sword fiercely pressed the carved bright silver spear against the candidate's chest, making a shocking sound, and waves of air spread out to the surroundings one after another.
