Qiang Jin Jiu

The Biansha cavalry who came to assault Ximen did not expect that such a light horse was hidden in Duanzhou City. They rode on the same pony and moved forward and backward in the dark world.

Shen Zechuan is a white bird among the crows. His clean blade cut through the dawn and said before the second round of charge: "Backward."

Ding Tao guided the people to evacuate, and the gate of Ximen had been broken, and it would soon be reduced to a battlefield. Li Xiong erected Gao Zhongxiong and followed Kong Ling and Yao Wenyu behind the people.

Jinyi rides neatly in front of the door. They are few in number, but they are currently the absolute elite of Zhongbo. The surviving garrison of Simon did not dare to neglect, and pushed the car gable as a substitute at the foot of the city. This kind of movable wall filled with lime mortar is not as thick as the city gate, and a strong bow can be placed in the recessed place.

The rainbow eagle flag hunted, and the cavalry of the Biansha had already beaten. The small barrel drum was deafening, and the pony plowed its hooves. They did not give Simon a chance to repair it, and they launched a second round of charge ahead of Jin Yiqi in the sound of the drum.

The sound of horseshoes was like a shower, the ground moved slightly, the gravel bounced, and the dust suddenly hit his face. Beneath the cavalry of the Biansha cavalry, it was as fast as a hungry panther.

Qiao Tianya's horse is just behind the side of Fengshuangyi. He tightened the reins and said, "Ready—"

Jinyi rides like a set, the wind blows over their cheeks, but no sound is taken away, they seem to even breathe away. The headed cavalry crossed the distance and approached Shen Zechuan while galloping. Shen Zechuan smelled the heavy sweat of the cavalry, and even saw the cavalry look on the cavalry.

Time seems to stand still.

The next moment, Shen Zechuan drew out his sword, and said, "Kill the enemy!"

Kill the enemy!

Jin Yiqi was like a storm of dark clouds, and the Biansha cavalry hit the gate of the city gate fiercely. The steel knife and the scimitar staggered. Ximen had no tactics at all. The only way was to kill the enemy. Only when the spirit of the cavalry was defeated head-on, the guarding of Duanzhou could continue. Shen Zechuan must rush to the forefront and unite the hearts of Duanzhou people in such a rude manner.

The cavalry blocked the passage and blocked the light, and the two sides crowded here to kill the sky. The blood splashed around Shen Zechuan's sleeves, he waved the knife and turned over the enemy army in front of him, and the morning light leaked on his cheek, bleeding with sweat. The prince's eyes were dark, with an overwhelming momentum to shave the cavalry and rush forward.

This side sand cavalry was a sneak attack team behind, and lost to the high morale Jinyi riding, backed up in the passage. They suffered in both confrontations and eventually had to withdraw from the channel. The defensive forces acted when they saw the opportunity. They pushed the car gable together and blocked the broken city gate when Shen Zechuan retreated.

The cymbal made a "click" sound, and the defensive forces pushing the wall shouted, "Not enough bows!"

Shen Zechuan pulled his horse, Yang Shanxue drew to the side, and shed blood all the way. "Put down the spare hanging door," he said.

The defending army at the city's head dragged the rope, and the hanging door slammed to the ground under the rolling sound of gears, blocking the inside of the passage. This is the second-tier defense wall in Duanzhou, which is used to deal with this situation.

Shen Zechuan's right hand could not hold the knife tightly, as long as he stopped, his **** would ache. He touched his sleeve pocket and found only Xiao Chiye's blue papa. He wrapped the handle of Yang Shanxue with the palm of his hand with a blue patch, and pinched his fingers to ensure that the knife would not come off.

"Now pass the north-south city gates," Shen Zechuan said, "put down all the spare hanging gates."

Amur had a military map of China Bo, seven years ago, and he has a lot of knowledge about Duan and Dun. From the tactics of Hassan's rapid raid and precise hitting, he must have seen the military map of China Bo. Since Duanzhou has become a lonely city, and it would be unwise to just keep the east gate.

"Put down the spare hanging door and you can't go out anymore," Qiao Tianya watched the Chen Mang crossing the wall, "Wolf Yantai has not been lit yet."

"Some people have to go to the Wolf Yantai in Dun and Luo," Shen Zechuan clenched his palms. "The east gate is still open. As long as you light up the Wolf Yantai near Bian County, the reinforcements of Bian County will arrive."

Hasson must have arrested Xiao Chiye by some means, but Xiao Chiye will definitely come, so Hasson will choose to attack. He wants to make a quick decision, rushing to Xiao Chiye to lead the reinforcements before breaking Duanzhou. He ran out of the granary and ran again. He didn't want to confront Xiao Chiye directly at China Bo.

***

Yin Chang led the garrison to retreat to kill a group of infantry. As long as he blocked the infantry from erecting a pass, the East Gate would not be immediately charged by the cavalry.

"Retreat, retreat! Don't be desperate, we have to fight protracted battles with these bitches." Yin Chang wiped the blood on his face and kicked the slow-moving garrison ass.

The four gates of Duanzhou must be guarded, which is a difficult problem for the 20,000 defensive forces. Yin Chang is going to drag his time. His garrison must be able to withstand the cavalry charge, and before the cavalry charge, he must be able to resist the infantry and save energy.

The garrison pulled back into the city. Yin Chang was the last group. He heard the sound of horseshoes behind him when he was going to cross the trench. The old man rolled on the spot with his field-proven insight and shouted, "Draw a knife!"

That crescent-like machete hooked straight over the position where Yin Chang's neck was just now.

The old man touched his neck with anxiety and shouted at the comer, "You won't say hi!"

Zhuo Li couldn't understand Yin Chang's words. His powerful horseshoe had stepped in front of Yin Chang, and Yin Chang rolled over and rolled the dust all over.

Zhuoli said happily: "Delicate prey."

Yin Chang couldn't understand Zhuo Li's words either. He supported the ground with one hand, holding the knife in the back of the other hand, and confronted Zhuo Li strangely at the edge of the trench.

Ferocious.

Yin Chang wiped his red nose with his earthy thumb and defined Zhuo Li. His eyes were as quiet as the sky, and the noisy shells couldn't shake him. His title to the earth is very different from the noise of appearance, and he always has unparalleled calmness in times of crisis.

"You," Yin Chang's deep voice was dumb, and the old man said with certainty, "I went to Cizhou seven years ago."

Zhuo Li understood the word "Zizhou", and he gave a machete to Yin Chang, and said in a lame Dazhou dialect, "I've been here, take this knife."

Yin Chang's gray hair was disrupted by the blast, and the old man kicked off with both feet, then leaped out, then leaped, and drew his sword to Zhuo Li's head. Zhuo Li was blocked by a knife, and the warhorse under his seat was pushed back a few steps by Yin Chang's strength.

Zhuoli said keenly, "You know me?"

Yin Chang shook his palms when he landed. He slipped away and laughed suddenly: "I know you, you don't recognize me. Seven years ago in Cizhou, I watched you burn houses and slaughter all over the city ... "He looked suddenly cold," You took their heads away. "

Zhuo Li half-heared and guessed. After waiting for Yin Chang to finish speaking, he untied the twine on the side of the leg, where the head of the Chashihe whistle hung. He picked it up and threw it to Yin Chang, saying in Biansha: "I don't want it anymore, I want your head."

His head rolled at Yin Chang's feet, all with young faces. Yin Chang looked at these faces, and then looked at Zhuo Li.

He stared quietly at Zhuo Li.

Zhuoli felt that the beast in the old body was roaring.

"You should give dignity to those who died," Yin Chang said. "You beasts."

***

Fei Sheng followed the garrison to disperse the people. He hesitated on the street for a moment, then turned around and ran back to the east gate. He heard the sound of horseshoes in the middle, Fei Sheng turned back and saw Shen Zechuan was riding to the east gate with a Jinyi.

"Get on!" Qiao Tianya threw the whip hanging on the side to Fei Sheng.

Fei Sheng caught the whip, slowed down, and turned over when the empty horse ran past him. He grabbed the reins and asked Qiao Tianya: "How is Simon?"

"broken."

Fei Sheng's face changed.

Qiao Tianya went on to say: "The prince blocked it again."

Fei Sheng could not help cursing: "Can you finish the fuck!"

Qiao Tianya laughed, two people followed Shen Zechuan and continued to gallop eastward, staying in front of the city gate, watching the city gate wide open, and the garrison had not yet withdrawn.

Shen Zechuan dismounts, strides the meteor to the city head, walks to the middle of the center, and is slammed to a halt by intensive shelling. He pulled away the floating dust and said, "Is there a female wall?"

"Not much," Fei Sheng said, covering his ears. "The cavalry has been replaced with a single-shot cannon!"

Shen Zechuan's heart sank slightly, and Hasson was going to blast the east defense wall in Duanzhou with continuous shelling. He looked down the wall and saw that the cavalry had been forced not far from the trench.

"Open the gate and let the water go," said Shen Zechuan, and "the cavalry is about to charge."

"Opening the gate-" Fei Sheng ran to the south, shouting that he was half caught in the dust. He covered his mouth and nose, and immediately remembered something. He grabbed the garrison on the side and asked, "Why don't you close the gate? The cavalry is about to charge! "

The garrison responded with a cough: "The commander, the commander has not yet withdrawn!"

Fei Sheng was startled, he could not care about the heavy stones flying around, grabbed the wall and looked down. There are too many mixed soldiers and horses underneath, and he found Yin Chang with great effort.

"Back to the city ..."

Yin Chang's knife caught Zhuo Li's machete, the two sides saw on the flat ground, and the old man slid under his feet. He drank backwards, and saw the cavalry that ran over with his light.

Can't fight long!

Yin Chang immediately relaxed, and the knife fell along the gap of the machete. He stretched out his arms and copied the handle, and ran his legs toward the trench. The water storage sluices on both sides of the city wall have not been opened, waiting for the garrison to return to the city before releasing. However, Yin Chang felt hot behind his back when he was running wildly, and he shouted, "Close the door!"

The cavalrymen running behind didn't come to charge at all, they took out the **** with their tails in their pockets before the gates were closed. The birds were panicking in panic, and their pockets were burning, followed by swarming across the trench and crashing into the gate.

The hanging door in the gate of the city gate is wooden. Once it ignites, the defense of the east gate is gone.

Yin Chang stopped in front of the ditch and jumped suddenly, but Zhuo Li behind him flew, hooking Yin Chang's robe, and dragged Yin Chang to the ground in the sound of "stabbing".

Yin Chang stuck in the ground with a knife, stabilized the body pulled by the horse, and hissed toward the gate, exhausted: "Close the door, let the water go!"

"Fuck, fuck!" Fei Sheng leaped to the next step, pushing the crowd towards the passage, "Wait a minute, I am the ancestor!"

The fire sparrow hit the city gate, and the clothing of the garrison had already burned. The crowd rolled over to extinguish the fire and ran towards the inside of the passage. There are spare water bags for fire fighting at the foot of the inner city, but there are too many fire sparrows. If you do not close the door, the hanging door will be closed!

Shen Zechuan was in the shelling and his throat was dry. He was stabbed in the dust by the sunrise from the east and said, "Close the door."

The city gate moved silently, and Fei Sheng was still crowded in the crowd behind him. Like a duckweed against the current, he couldn't catch the life-saving straw he could support. The light in the passage began to converge, and the garrison that crowded in blocked Fei Sheng's eyes. He couldn't see outside, let alone the opposite side of the trench.

"Don't close the door ..." Fei Sheng pushed the defense out of desperation, using the fastest speed in his life, and said, "Don't close the door!"

The gate was slammed tightly, and the passageway was completely darkened. The sluice gates on both sides suddenly rose, and the trenches that had not been repaired barely filled the water, drawing a line in front of the gate and the cavalry.

Shen Zechuan suddenly raised his voice: "Fire!"

Yin Chang couldn't bear it and was dragged backwards by the war horse. He dragged his knife, drew it to the ground, and tore off the wine pouch on the waist in the sound of horseshoes. After biting it, his face filled with water. Yin Chang tossed away the wine pouch, wiped his face, and smiled to the sky: "Go ahead!"

Fei Sheng knelt down in front of the city gate. He cut his hands between the gaps, gritted his teeth and said, "Open the door!"

Shen Zechuan's lip line was tight. He looked at Yin Chang, his eyes flushed.

Fei Sheng caught blood in his hands in the gap covered by the iron sheet. He smashed the door, hit it, and said, "Open the door, open it for me!"

Zhuo Li covered Yin Chang's neck with a whip, and pulled the old man with his arm. Yin Chang was still holding the knife. He was stuck on the ground and looked at Zhuo Li. He said, "Give it, give it a pleasure!"

Zhuo Li's scimitar rested on Yin Chang's neck. When he hooked forward, Yin Chang flew forward. The old man gave up his arm with Zhuo Li's arms and gave up cutting the whip between his neck. The steel knife he copied was sharp, almost twisting his body, leaning on the forearm with the blade in the roar, in Zhuo Li Scratched Zhuo Li's head before hooking off his head.

Yin Chang fell to the ground with a tightly tied whip in front of his neck. He breathed heavily from his nose, supported the ground with his elbow, and climbed a little in the direction of Duanzhou. The tide-like iron hoof was behind him.

Anonymous.

Yin Chang laughed and cried again.

Xiaosheng.

Yin Chang gasped and shouted to the city gate, his voice uttering through the sky: "Fu Jun, I think this day is a great victory!"

The old man was buried in a horseshoe.

Fei Sheng was across the city gate, and after a brief silence, he grabbed the iron sheet and slid down the tiny light, propping up the gate.

The author has something to say: I made the gable car gable, and it may indeed have the role of a defensive device, but I did not see the exact name when I made the data.

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