At this time, outside the Shaocheng, the reinforcements of the tiger and leopard cavalry had already approached the city, and the six phalanx formations composed of 20,000 troops surged forward like a tide, and the dust kicked up by the iron hooves and infantry was like a fog-like barrier, covering the original The bright moonlight casts a vengeful shadow.
The rear fell, and tens of thousands of lives were strangled by the enemy, making this battle a little bit different from before.
The Tiger and Leopard Cavalry gave up their night attack tactics and appeared directly under the darkness.
The comrades on the city tower had long been replaced by the same iron-masked soldiers. The startled sentry immediately rang the bronze bell, and the city defense alarm sounded one after another.
The young man on the horse is long/gun pointing to the sky, and there is an imperceptible urgency on his stern face, "The shield soldiers defend, the cavalry escort the left and right troops to charge the chariot, follow me to attack the city!"
He gave an order, and when the purge team was neutral, two neat gun formations were formed, surrounding the heavily armed chariots. Immediately, the boy flicked his whip and galloped forward amidst the neighing of the horse.
Those who have followed him all the year round have long been accustomed to the general who takes the lead and dispatches at the first, and then a hundred people roar and follow closely behind.
"kill¡ª¡ª!!"
The sound of horseshoes rushing was like thunder, as if the entire city wall was shaken.
When Yu Fei and Yu Wenjun arrived, the vanguard army had already rushed to the bottom of the city, and the waves beat fiercely on the thin walls of Shaocheng. The lancers ran towards the gate of the city facing the rain of arrows with their flesh and blood. The roar of the beast was deafening, like a firework that burned out the troubled times.
This is an army that was mentioned by later generations after thousands of years and is still in awe.
The cavalry of King Xiang's lineage is a brilliance that no one can catch up with in a hundred years.
"It's Xiang Huan after all." Yu Fei couldn't help feeling emotional, "The subordinates are all people who are not afraid of death and regard bloodshed as a routine."
In just a blink of an eye, the gate of the city was already full of corpses. However, under the unstoppable attack of Chongche, cracks appeared in the gate of the city that had been in disrepair for a long time.
After some fighting, Yu Wenjun reined in his horse in the hail of guns and arrows, and yelled at Xiang Huan twice, knowing that he couldn't hear him, so he had to explain to Yu Fei who was nearby: "There are too few people stationed here, and Yang Qi's true nature The team should not be in the city. I will take Huaisheng to Chengdu for support first, and the general's troops should be here soon, are you all right?"
The latter wiped the blood on his face, and fended off the arrows that were shot in the face, "No problem, just go!"
The two phalanx retreated and separated silently in the melee, and galloped in the other direction.
The early autumn is already as long as the eternal night. After all, Shaocheng is only an attached small town. Yang Qilian didn't want to give more people, so he left thousands of soldiers and horses to guard the gate. Under Xiang Huan's insane firepower, the two It was broken before the hour.
Iron cavalry poured into the streets and alleys like flowing water, and the surviving iron-faced soldiers knew that the general situation was over, but they didn't waste their energy and struggled to the death.
Xiang Huan wore a blood-stained black armor, and rushed into the city with a white horse that was also splashed with blood.
He was almost red-eyed, but at this moment he grabbed the rein and looked around blankly.
Before coming here, all his thoughts were to take back the city and find Wanyao, but now standing in the smoke billowing in the flames of war, looking at the fleeing crowd, Xiang Huan didn't know how to take the next step.
He wants to find her, but there are so many people, where should he find her?
Qin Zheng followed closely beside him and tightened the reins, obviously a little taken aback by the scene in front of him, "Where do they live?"
"I don't know either Take your time and look for it!"
While talking, he saw Xiang Huan suddenly leap off his horse, carrying a gun, and shuttle through countless narrow alleys and courtyards with open doors.
Although he had no clue, Qin Zheng got off his horse and dived into the chaos full of corpses, trying to find some clues.
"Did you see two girls, about this tall, who went to help the wounded barracks"
"Do you know those two girls who know medical skills"
"There are two girls, about seventeen or eighteen years old, who came to the city to cure the plague."
He caught up with the people he met along the way and asked them, regardless of whether they were young or old, they opened their mouths to explain, but everyone was only concerned about running for their lives, and the answers were perfunctory.
In the midst of the chaos, a panic-stricken man in the iron mask rushed out of the corner. Xiang Huan threw away the long knife he had stabbed at him, grabbed the other man's skirt and said fiercely: "Among the people you arrested, there is a wounded soldier from the barracks!" Female doctor? Where is the person now! Say!!"
 Most of the fire had withered, and it was slightly yellow under the bleak light.
Her ears were full of heavy and rapid panting, she raised her head calmly, and in front of her eyes was the back of the man's head, and she was being carried on the back, running wildly on the path like desperately.
Wan Yao still has a little impression of this person. When delivering meals every day, it is hard not to notice his vague eyes. Especially those words said behind the door on the first day are still fresh in my memory.
Lacking strength all over her body, she quietly regained some energy by lying on the other's broad back, and then pulled out the hairpin on her head - it was the Diancui that Xiang Huan gave her, if she had no choice, she really didn't want to do it
Wanyao still vaguely remembered the barbarian she stabbed to death outside Gaoshanji that day. Jueyinyu's death spot was located on the back of the person, so he couldn't touch it easily. If the other party hadn't used this method to kidnap her, she would Can't find a chance to start.
With the index finger an inch longer than the thoracic spine, Wanyao took a deep breath, and plunged the slender hairpin tail into it¡ª¡ª
The man in the iron mask let out a scream, Xu didn't expect the girl behind him to attack suddenly, he stopped and fell to the ground unexpectedly, and Wan Yao was also thrown a foot away.
The sudden stabbing pain seemed to spread all over his body, and he breathed heavily in his chest, choking his internal organs and making him uncomfortable.
Before he even had time to see where he was injured, he struggled in a panic and wanted to find the girl he had lost.
However, as soon as he raised his eyes.
Under the ancient tree with old bark, the girl was half-kneeling there, with one hand in front of her body and the other with a hairpin resting on her throat. Her expression was indifferent and determined. Her eyes seemed to have traveled through years of spring and autumn. When she looked at him, it was like Looking at a dangerous and fierce barbarian, full of hostility.
At this moment, he was in a trance for a moment, and looked down at his rough and wide palm, which was full of calluses and scars. There was no smell of old herbs on it, only strong blood, which was very chilling.
At this point, he realized belatedly¡ª¡ªI am no longer the original me. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com