Outside Jian'an City.
More than 10,000 villagers, driven by an army of 50,000, swarmed towards the Jian'an city gate.
Cao Wenxing, the lord of Jian'an City, stood on the tower and looked at this scene coldly. He waved his hand and ordered: "Fire the arrow!"
"Sir, they are all my subjects of Dayan!" A deputy general standing behind Cao Wenxing looked unbearable and quickly stood up to dissuade him.
"Um?"
Cao Wenxing glanced slightly sideways and asked, "If these untouchables rush to the city and break in, the 50,000 troops behind Luo Tianwu will follow. Wei Mingcheng, tell me, who can bear this responsibility! Jian'an city is destroyed, you and me. They’re all going to die!”
"Whoever dares to question my order again will be dealt with according to military law!" Cao Wenxing glared at the deputy general.
The deputy general named Wei Mingcheng lowered his head. Although he was not angry, he did not dare to speak.
Cao Wenxing looked around at the soldiers on the city wall and shouted: "Fire arrows for me!"
Some soldiers gritted their teeth, even closed their eyes and loosened their bowstrings.
Uh-huh! Uh-huh! Uh-huh!
The arrows are like rain.
This rain of arrows is tantamount to disaster for the defenseless people of Dayan.
In the blink of an eye, tens of thousands of villagers fell to pieces, mourning everywhere, and it was too tragic to see.
To advance is also death, and to retreat is also death.
The remaining thousands of villagers knelt at the foot of Jian'an City, kowtowing continuously and crying helplessly, which was heartbreaking.
The 50,000-strong army of Canglang City stood a few hundred meters outside Jian'an City. Luo Tianwu stared coldly at the helpless people of Yan State in front of him, without any mercy in his eyes.
When the two countries go to war, the first to suffer are these innocent people.
"Lord City Lord, please open the door and let us in. Two of my children died in the battle. You can't treat us like this."
Cao Wenxing looked cold and unmoved.
A seven or eight-year-old child was frightened, broke away from the woman's arms, and subconsciously ran away. Before he could run a few steps, he was shot and killed by Luo Tianwu, and he fell down.
"ah!"
The woman screamed and rushed towards Luo Tianwu like crazy. Before she could get close, she was hit by several arrows.
The woman fell to the ground, her eyes were distracted, and she stared blankly at the sky above her head, muttering softly: "The sky has mercy on us, who will save us..."
Boom!
At this moment, dust and smoke billowed not far away, the ground shook violently, the sound of hooves sounded like thunder, and a large group of cavalry wearing black armor were densely packed and charging towards them menacingly.
The leader was wearing silver armor and carrying a cold iron spring gun. There was a ferocious scar on his face. His eyes were sharp and he shouted: "Luo Tianwu, give me your life!"
"Throw the gun!"
Before they could reach the shooting range of the bows and arrows of the two armies, Su Hong was on his horse and pointed forward.
The five thousand black-armored cavalry behind them moved in unison, as if they had been trained countless times, and they threw the spears in their hands vigorously, like locusts crossing the border, overwhelming the sky.
Five thousand spears flashing with cold light pierced the void, making a 'wuwu' sound that shocked people's hearts.
Almost all black armored cavalry are masters of the day after tomorrow. If they throw it with all their strength, the range is farther than that of a bow and arrow, and the power is much greater than that of a bow and arrow!
The gray-clothed qigong practitioner's expression changed. Facing such a dense array of spears, he had to avoid their sharp edges. He quickly drew out his flying sword and retreated behind to protect Luo Tianwu.
Canglang City's 50,000-strong army was caught off guard. Many soldiers fell off their horses and were found dead on the spot.
During the whole process, the speed of the Xuanjia Iron Cavalry did not slow down. By the time the Canglang City army reacted, the Xuanjia Iron Cavalry had already rushed forward!
The bows and arrows in the hands of the Canglang City army were immediately useless and turned into a burden.
"Change!"
Su Hong roared and rushed to the front, followed closely by Song Qi.
The five thousand black-armored cavalry drew out their long swords from their waists, turned them into awl-shaped shapes, and with a rainbow-like momentum, they stabbed fiercely into the Canglang City army!
boom!
The two armies collided, fighting hand to hand, with blood and flesh flying, it was extremely tragic!
The 50,000-strong army was suddenly torn open by a huge hole by 5,000 black-armored cavalry!
Seeing this scene, the soldiers on the city wall let out a cheer.
Wei Mingcheng looked excited, pointed at the five thousand cavalry under the city, and said in a trembling voice: "It's the Xuanjia cavalry, the Xuanjia cavalry from my country, Great Yan!"
Hearing the words 'Xuanjia Iron Cavalry', the soldiers in Jian'an City were shocked.
For their soldiers guarding the border, the name of the Xuanjia Iron Cavalry is as loud as thunder. Under the leadership of Wu Dinggong, the Xuanjia Iron Cavalry has defeated many with a small number several times. It has always been their pride and the pride of the Yan State.
It's a pity that an accident occurred in the royal city sixteen years ago, and the black armored cavalry also disappeared.
But this name is deeply buried in the memory of every soldier.
"Is it General Su?"
"General Su is not dead, he is back with the Black Armor Cavalry!" Some soldiers were in agitated mood and cried softly.
Wei Mingcheng stepped forward and said excitedly: "Sir, Wei Mingcheng asks for a battle and is willing to lead a team of soldiers and horses to support the Black Armor Cavalry. We will definitely repel the foreign enemies!"
Cao Wenxing looked at him coldly and said indifferently: "No!"
Wei Mingcheng felt like it was struck by lightning.
Cao Wenxing said: "Su Mu is a traitor to the Yan Kingdom and has died long ago. The people under the city are definitely not Su Mu."
"But they are black armor cavalry, I will never admit my mistake!"
"So what about the Black Armor Cavalry? There are only five thousand people. How long can they last? When Luo Tianwu stabilizes the army, these Black Armor Cavalry will be buried here."
"The Black Armored Cavalry is invincible. Sir, have you forgotten these eight words? This is the glory of the Black Armored Cavalry. General Su has never been defeated in his entire life on the battlefield!"
Cao Wenxing was impatient and waved his hand: "Wei Mingcheng, as long as we defend Jian'an City, it will be a great achievement. There are two tigers fighting under the city, so it is the wisest choice to sit back and watch. No matter who wins or loses, I, Jian'an City, will win." profit."
"But… "
Cao Wenxing suddenly turned around, stared at Wei Mingcheng with murderous intent, and interrupted: "If you dare to talk too much again and disturb the morale of our army, you will be killed without mercy!"
Wei Mingcheng looked at Cao Wenxing blankly, his eyes full of disappointment.
In this moment, Luo Tianwu, with the help of the gray-clothed qigong practitioners, had stabilized his position and formed a confrontation with the Xuanjia cavalry at the foot of Jian'an City.
"Su Hong, you are crazy!"
Luo Tianwu said bitterly: "Prince Yan had a grudge against your Su family, and he was killed by your brother. I, Luo Tianwu, helped you avenge, but you came to stop me. What's the point?"
Luo Tianwu had calculated everything, but he never expected that Su Hong would rush out at this critical moment.
What troubled him the most was that there was a Qi practitioner beside Su Hong!
Su Hong sneered: "Luo Tianwu, listen! There is a family feud between my Su family and the King of Yan, but your army is pressing down on the border, invading my Yan border, and killing my Yan people. This is national hatred! Family feud and I, Su Hong, can clearly tell the difference between national hatred! My father never let Dayan lose even an inch of his land during his military life. If I, Su Hong, let you succeed, how could you have the face to meet him!"
These words were impassioned and impactful, and all the soldiers in Jian'an City were moved by them.
Wei Mingcheng looked at Cao Wenxing's back with cold eyes, and his hands gradually moved towards the long knife at his waist.
"what you do?"
At this moment, Cao Wenxing suddenly turned around, looked at Wei Mingcheng who had already grasped the handle of the knife, and said in a cold voice: "Wei Mingcheng, how dare you disobey me and murder me?"
"Guan Guan, I, Wei Mingcheng, disdain to be associated with you, and I will kill you today!"
Wei Mingcheng roared and rushed forward with his knife drawn.
Cao Wenxing snorted coldly, waved his sleeves and robes, rolled away the long knife that was coming towards him, turned his hand and slapped Wei Mingcheng's chest hard.
Wei Mingcheng was only in the acquired realm, so he was no match for Cao Wenxing, who was in the innate realm.
Wei Mingcheng fell to the ground, a mouthful of blood spurted out, dyeing his clothes red, and he laughed miserably: "Cao Wenxing, you can kill me, but can you kill everyone in Jian'an City! Look at the soldiers around you, who is willing to do so? I will sacrifice my life for you! You are a coward!"
Cao Wenxing looked around. From the soldiers at the lowest level to the lieutenants beside him, everyone looked at him with a hint of anger and a hint of resistance.
Cao Wenxing panicked a little.
No matter how strong the innate master is, he can't defeat ten thousand people. If these soldiers under him rebel, how can he still survive
Under the city wall, Luo Tianwu's face was gloomy and he said in a cold voice: "Su Hong, with your 5,000 cavalry, do you still want to fight against my 50,000 elite soldiers? With a strength gap of ten to one, do you have any chance of winning?"
At this moment, a heroic voice suddenly sounded from the city wall, spreading to every corner of the battlefield.
"So what if you count me? Luo Tianwu, what are your chances of winning!"
I don't know when, a man covered in blood stood on the city wall, with a head hanging on his waist and a sword on his back. He was like an ancient god descending, with overwhelming momentum. Although his face was frosty, his eyes were like a torch, so don't look at him!