Nightfall

Guo Shi looked at the sky because he knew that someone would jump from the sky later.

The strong man of the academy did not bother with the Douer riding to the south, because there were too many cavalry, and unless there was no Junmo before the broken arm, no one could stop it.

Once married, Wan Qi is unopened. This kind of thing has not happened a few times in history. It has nothing to do with the realm and strength of practice, and it is related to a kind of indescribable momentum-even if Yulian and Tang appear in the south of Weicheng It can't be done, or, with her and his character, she won't do that.

In this case, the academy will not pay attention to those riders. On the contrary, the academy will take the opportunity of Wang Ting's desperation to directly look for the opportunity to kill the state teacher and more than ten high priests. Want to assassinate the target, and this is precisely Wang Ting's opportunity.

In the fierce battlefield, in front of the abyss of despair, all the opportunities that seem to be opportunities may actually be traps. No one can fully understand the hidden information between them. Unless Hao Tian returns to the world, then the two sides contest It can only be determination, will, speed and final luck.

He knew very well that as long as Duo Erqi could **** the military account of Zhenbei Army in Xu Chi's place before the success of the academy, then the battle surrounding Weicheng would come to a conclusion.

Even if the elite of the academy came out at the end and defeated the strong men in the court of the Golden Account, there was no way to achieve their original goal. The genocide would become a false joke, and this was the purpose of the monarch.

What do you think, Jinting Wangting has a chance to get out of trouble this morning.

The country teacher thought silently. At this time, the dark night finally couldn't bear the time, and gradually thinned out, and gradually a light shone through the rear, although the morning sun had not yet jumped out of the grassland surface.

The morning light shone on the old face of the master, like a clear stream flowing into a cracked field. At first, it was moistened for a moment, and it was instantly absorbed, and no longer saw anything.

The cracks in the field seemed unfathomable.

It is said that Twenty-three Years of Cicada Yulian and Xiling Temple Masters are the two most mysterious people in the spiritual world. In fact, the national teacher is also mysterious. No one knows how old he is this year, and no one knows that his teacher is only obvious. He is not good at the methods that the prairie barbarian priests are best at. His practice seems to incorporate many sectarian ideas, but it does not belong to any school of Buddhism and Devil Dao. It is indescribable.

In fact, even the master of the country himself sometimes wondered what kind of method he practiced in his long life because he ... grew up following the high priest in the grassland, not the high priest of the king of the golden tent, The right priest was the high priest, so he learned Buddhism at the beginning.

When he came to the King of the Golden Accounts, he met Yu Chuang, a Xiong Chumo, who was also called Lin Wu's Demon Sect Master, in a chaotic grass slope. He rescued Xiong Chumo, and Xiong Chumo was I am grateful to teach him the secret magic of the Xiling Temple, and then he even went to Chang'an City for a tour.

Buddhism, Taoism, and Witchcraft are all his spiritual practice. In the world, he can definitely be ranked in the top five studies and three disciplines with profound knowledge. The realm is unpredictable, but he still wants to understand that what he wants to practice in the end is What is especially after accepting the predecessor as a disciple and becoming a golden account master, this desire becomes stronger and stronger, he knows where this desire comes from-that is the sense of belonging that everyone wants to find Or root.

Until many years ago, he felt Haotian ’s great will. He felt that his body and soul had been washed by snow water and became very clean. He finally understood that what kind of method to practice is not an important thing. The sense of belonging has never been the same Shimen sect has nothing to do with it, it only has to do with faith.

Only the belief is correct, so even if the practice is evil, then why not?

As long as the goal is correct, then even if the evil is implemented, why not?

Or precisely because he wanted to understand this matter, his realm became more and more unpredictable. No one knew exactly where he had gone. At that time, the Taoshan Guangming Festival and his party did not have a real sense of action. Lack of Haotian to make the world, too powerful, because he does not want people to know.

Because of his faith, he must overcome the academy-even if the realm is as high as him, if he wants to overcome the unimaginable people in the academy, he still needs to spend a lot of thoughts and preparations.

After Yulian disappeared in Donghuang, he knew that the day would come soon. He calmly prepared for three years, and the carriages quietly resting beside the earthen wall of Weicheng City had also been silently waiting for three years.

Even if it doesn't work, he has a way to trap the two.

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This Weicheng story, in addition to the waiting and forbearance between the peasant and other grassland strongmen and the academy strongman, there is also one of the most important things: can the Doer Riding overwhelm the Chinese army account of the Tang army.

The morning light was faint, and there was silence inside and outside Tucheng. It seemed that everyone was sleeping. In fact, no one was asleep at all. I don't know how many eyes were staring at the gate with vigilance.

With a very low squeak, the gate of Weicheng slowly opened from the inside, and many fine ash particles burst out of the gap of the double-layer plywood door, which sprinkled like pearls in the morning light.

The sharp alarm sound suddenly cut through the silent sky and spread to all directions. The Tang army barracks in the south of the city came to life suddenly. The Tang army, already prepared, carried all kinds of ordnances and was busy preparing.

The final decisive battle between the Tang State and the King of the Golden Accounts began with nothing new.

The city gate slowly opened, and a prairie cavalry walked out slowly. The body of the cavalry and the warhorse was wrapped in tough leather armor, leaving only the eyes exposed, his eyes indifferent and proud.

The prairie cavalry holds an elongated scimitar in his hand, and a big white cloak is tied around his neck. The morning wind blows, and the big cloak dances constantly. It looks like a white cloud in the blue sky.

Because the cloak is like a blossoming white cloud, it is named Duo Erqi.

Duo'er riding, this name is the source of the cavalry's pride, is the most powerful and loyal pro-cavalry cavalry of the Golden Account King Ting Yubu, and the most terrifying existence on the grassland.

In the past hundreds of years, even the richest gold account king court can only support up to six thousand Dooer rides, and these six thousand Dooer rides have formed the greatest deterrent to the Tang army's iron ride.

With the official rise of the Golden Horde, especially with the continuous support of the Central Plains countries under the leadership of the Taoist monarchs, today Yu has a total of 36,000 riders.

In the cavalry war outside the valley river, it was Duo Erqi who finally put in the battle, but he struggled with all the rear town arrays to stabilize the situation, and did not let the Golden Account King's Court completely collapse. For this reason, they had 6,000 cavalry. The corpse is still rotting with the spring breeze on the grassland.

After retreating north to the front line of Qichengzhai, he only ordered 20,000 Duoer to ride and support Kaiping and Qucheng, so as to attract the main force of the Tang cavalry, leaving only the most elite and powerful Wanqi in Weicheng.

Wanqi is not a lot to look at, it must be a piece of black pressure, which can cover a large area of ​​grassland.

But now Tang Jun can't see that Wanqi, only one can be seen.

They could only see the prairie cavalry who was flying in the morning breeze at the gate of Weicheng.

The prairie cavalry lifted the reins with his left hand, and the heel of the boot lightly hit the belly of the horse.

The horse slowly moved forward.

Tap ... Tap ... Tap ... Tap.

The hoof sound is very slow and clear.

The prairie cavalry kicked the horse belly again.

The horse slowly accelerated.

Click ... Click.

At this time, the city gate was twenty feet away.

The prairie cavalry kicked the horse belly again.

The warhorse speeds up again.

Click to click.

Ride to the Tangying.

Lonely ride to camp!

The prairie cavalry knew he would die, but he didn't care.

Inside the gate of Weicheng, a black wall appeared faintly.

The black wall was moving forward.

Another white wall appeared.

The black wall is the cavalry and the warhorse, and the white wall is the white cloak of the cavalry.

That's a row of Dora rides.

Black and white mixed together is the spray, and snow was born between Mohai.

Countless children ride, ready to charge with the brave knight.

In Weicheng, the hoof has not yet sounded, but it is about to sound.

Like thunder, it must be stuffy thunder.

Is like a drum, it must be a giant drum.

The grassland cavalry who first came out of the city has come to the meadow.

His eyes exposed outside the leather armor, the indifferent expression, has been replaced by fanaticism and tyranny.

He held up the blood-cutting machete in his hand, ready to really accelerate.

In the next moment, ten thousand prairie cavalrymen will follow him and kill Tangying.

By then, ten thousand white clouds will be blooming on the grassland.

The sound of hoof gradually, the momentum gradually rose, who can stop it?

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The general of the National Congress of the Tang Dynasty, Xu Chi, is in the military account. There are a total of 6,000 cavalry and 10,000 well-trained foot soldiers. It should be reasonable not to worry too much.

But the Chinese military account came after the night, and many of the loads did not arrive. The most important thing is that there were many engineers and civilians still halfway. Even the grass-tied trenches were hard to be as strong as before. At this time, if let the horse thief on the grassland frightened by the horse rider rushed over, everyone knows that there will be a big problem.

When the gate of Weicheng opened, the moment the prairie cavalry appeared in front of everyone, everyone in the Chinese military account looked at Xu Chi, not very panic, but a little anxious.

Don't panic, because Xu Chi is the world's best military genius, otherwise how could he rely on the Zhenbei Army to seal the king of the gold account out of the seven fortresses for more than a decade and not go further? But people are still anxious, because the King of the Golden Accounts is obviously desperate today. If it is a little careless to deal with it, it is really terrible to let Duo'er ride.

Tang Jun ’s only cavalry who could say that he was able to win Duo Erqi was Xuanjia heavy cavalry. However, most of Xuanjia heavy cavalry in the south were responsible for defending the cavalry cavalry who defended the Xiling Temple. Xu Chi has been transferred to Kaiping to help Situ Yilan sway the grassland forces there, so how to stop Duo Erqi?

The prairie cavalry was accelerating and the hoofs were becoming coherent. The cavalry like the Black Sea and the white waves in the gate of Weicheng have not yet started to charge, and are waiting for the charge.

The prairie cavalry and his mount brought a straight line in the field under the morning light, a line written with courage and courage, and more than 10,000 children riding behind him will be written along his life. The straight line, violently advanced, charged fearlessly, that is the rhythm that the Golden Horde Wangting wanted.

This rhythm is the rhythm of the **** battle to the end. It is the rhythm of blood flowing into the river. The beginning is gentle like a light rain, and then the terror is like a rainstorm. It is endless and unstoppable. At that time, even killing the oldest rider did not make any sense.

However, it seems that there is no better way to break this rhythm, because Weicheng is very far away from Tangying. Even the most powerful sharpshooter cannot shoot the grassland cavalry in advance, and Tangying is the strongest. The large defensive weapon, the crossbow battalion based on the formation method, has far less range.

Then I can only prepare for the frontal charge of more than 10,000 Duo Erqi.

People looked at Xu Chi and waited for him to issue orders-the most current thing to do is to transfer the crossbow battalion that was laid out last night from the east and west sides to the Chinese army-once the crossbow battalion was transferred, the prairie cavalry might The two sides of the city wall came to cover up, but the most important thing to do now is to guard the middle road.

Xu Chi didn't do anything. He just quietly looked at the Tucheng under the northern morning light, listening more and more clearly-lonely but thrilling hoof, no expression on his face.

"General!"

"Dashua!"

The people in the camp account looked at him anxiously, and did not understand why he was so silent at this time. Does the general have any clever plans? Or is it that the general is worried about the problem of the two wings, so he decides to die?

Xu Chi ignored the subdued, anxious, and even slightly irritated eyes of the subordinates, but still quietly looking at the northern wilderness, watching the name of the closer and closer to the rider.

Single ride to the camp, the sound of horseshoe is monotonous.

There is a quiet place between heaven and earth. The field between Weicheng and Tangying seems to have lost all its colors. The green grass has become gray, and the morning light has been darkened by three points, forming a very flat and light-toned background curtain. The brave prairie cavalry is the only one in it.

The prairie cavalry had gone out of Weicheng for more than 100 feet.

The monotonous hoof became clearer and clearer, as if drumming, knocking on the field, the shocked sage grass fell into the gravel, the shocked morning light was deformed, and the whole world of the shock moved.

In a few moments, ten thousand of the most elite prairie cavalry will leave the city and start charging.

Until then, the drums will shake the world and the world will be uneasy.

Who can stop all this, who can break the charge rhythm of Duo Erqi?

Weicheng is silent, the world is silent.

Suddenly windy.

The prairie cavalry fell down.

The prairie cavalry who was alone, brave, determined and silent on the curtain of heaven and earth fell in the clear morning light.

A very thin blood water, soaring in the air, is clearly cleared by the morning light.

The world has restored its original colors ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ The dim and cold light has to be warmed up.

It was clearly that death was coming, but it was warming up, or it was because finally saw the blood.

The prairie cavalry fell from the horse and fell heavily on the field. The horse pedals of Dooer riding are specially made, and they won't tie their feet. The war horse continues to charge forward, and has been rushing for more than ten feet, only to feel strange, and slowly stopped. It looked back at the owner who had fallen on the wilderness, raised his head slightly, and was a little confused, not knowing what happened.

The cavalry was lying on the field in front of the city gate, without bouncing, struggling, or crying, because there was no breathing. He didn't make any sound, nor did he leave the last words of the magnificent mountains and rivers. He knew he was going to die, but he didn't expect that he would die so quietly and so insignificantly.

Duo'er riding and mount are covered with tough leather armor, only the eyes are exposed.

He opened his eyes and looked at the increasingly blue sky, his vitality had disappeared, and only the blood was gradually flowing.

There was a wooden arrow in his eyes.

A very common wooden arrow.

No one knows where this arrow came from.

Surrounding the quiet wilderness, there is morning light and wind, and there are wild and grass, but there is no one.

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