The flags and banners are endless, and the roars are overwhelming.
The fields were roaring and the clouds were surging. In the deafening roar, Yang Deng, a great chieftain of Nanzhao and a powerful and treacherous minister, became paler and paler.
At this moment, the countless cries of "Yang Deng should be executed, Long Shun should die" seemed to have merged into an invisible sword, piercing his heart and shattering his soul, terrifying him.
The Nanzhao King, Long Shun, had already collapsed to the ground at this moment.
This arrogant, extravagant, incompetent and tyrannical monarch now felt as if all the bones in his body had been crushed. No matter how Duan Yizong and his close attendants tried to support him, he was like a noodle and could not stand up.
At this moment, behind Yang Deng, an old man in a black robe and a black scarf on his face suddenly turned around and came to Yang Deng.
The old man's appearance was very strange. No one knew how he came, but he just appeared. As soon as he appeared, he appeared behind Yang Deng, and then turned around and went in front of Yang Deng.
The old man's eagle eyes were sinister, and he looked coldly at the pale-faced Yang Deng, and scolded him sternly: "Why are you panicking? We have a strong city in our hands, plenty of food and grass, and the entire imperial city has hundreds of thousands of civilians and more than 100,000 elite soldiers. Don't you have the confidence to defend this city?"
The tone was just like a grandfather scolding his grandson. It could be said that he didn't give Yang Deng any face at all.
But under the old man's scolding, Yang Deng let the other party make noisy and didn't even dare to fart. This strange scene instantly attracted the attention of Shi Long and others.
On the city wall, no matter whether they were royalists or rebellious factions, among the countless Nanzhao civil and military officials, not a single one recognized this old man.
But when they heard the old man's tone of scolding Yang Deng, and then saw Yang Deng's expression without any complaints, no one dared to ignore the existence of this old man.
Looking at the entire Nanzhao, anyone who dares to scold Yang Deng in the tone of teaching a grandson is either tired of living or someone that Yang Deng must respect.
The old man obviously belongs to the latter, which means that this strange old man is definitely not an ordinary person.
The old man was indeed no ordinary man. Not only did he come alone, appearing on the city wall without any warning, he also brought four people with him.
Two of them, with shiny bald heads and nodding their heads in silence, were the two eminent monks of Wanshou Temple, Yao Ruo and his senior brother Sha Chengmi.
In addition, judging from their appearance, the other two of the four should not be ordinary people.
I saw one of them, about twenty-six or twenty-seven years old, over seven feet tall, with a beard more than three feet and three inches long, a face as red as a date, lips as red as vermilion, phoenix eyes, and drooping eyebrows. He had a dignified appearance and a majestic demeanor.
This man was dressed in a green robe, with a long sword on his waist and a broadsword in his hand. Just standing there casually, he exuded a heroic aura.
Looking at this man, one can't help but think of the poems of later generations, "I remember the general Jie Liang in the past, with a tiger body more than nine feet tall, eyes like red phoenixes facing the sky, eyebrows like sleeping silkworms rising up beside the temples, beard like dark clouds swallowing the morning sun, face like heavy jujube and light autumn frost...".
Who is he, is he that one
The other man, also under thirty, was even more burly and had a more pythonic build.
This man was over nine feet tall, wearing a shoulder-length jacket that tightly covered his body. His face was like a ferocious tiger and his spirit was like a ghost. His shoulders were like small doors, his arms were as thick as pillars, and his muscles were knotty and protruding like pestles. Just by looking at his appearance, one could tell that he was an extraordinary person.
What's more, this man held a gilded Sky-blasting Flame Phoenix Hammer in each hand, and he looked arrogant and invincible. Looking outside the city, he looked like a demon.
Yao Ruo and Sha Chengmi are both household names in Nanzhao. How could these two young men, who can associate with their fellow disciples, be ordinary people
Not to mention the old man. Whether it is the Yao Ruo brothers or the two young men, they are all under the old man's command. So the origin of this old man is even more intriguing.
Sure enough, although Yang Deng acted as a grandson in front of the old man, the old man's arrival also gave him great courage, and his pale face gradually regained some color.
At the foot of the imperial city, Yuchi Jin was talking to Shi Long. As soon as she finished speaking, the soldiers responded. The morale of the army besieging the city reached its highest point in just a few words from her.
At this moment, would Yuchi Jin still waste time talking to his old boss
Of course not. She said nothing, and without waiting for Shi Long to get back at the enemy, she immediately turned her horse's head and returned to the camp, which made Shi Long so angry that he could only fuss and glare.
When Yuchi Jin returned to the battle formation, a barbarian general immediately rode out on his horse.
The man was as rough as an ox and as fierce as a tiger. He rode his horse straight to the point where he could shoot an arrow from the bottom of the city.
As soon as the barbarian general arrived at the designated location, he stopped his horse, looked up at the top of the city wall, and shouted sternly: "Hey, listen up, you rats on the city wall. I am the general Gu Molu of Tonghai. You rats, do you dare to go out of the city to fight?"
General Gumulu of Tonghai was the most powerful general under the command of the Jiedushi of Tonghai, and he was one of the thirty-seven barbarians in eastern Yunnan.
Yuchi Jin gained the support of the Thirty-Seven Barbarians in eastern Yunnan and the support of the Jiedushi of Tonghai. This time, Yuchi Jin's troops surrounded the imperial city, and the Jiedushi of Tonghai sent the fierce general Gu Molu to reinforce.
Not only that, when Yuchi Jin shouted the slogan of "Attack and destroy Long Shun, reduce taxes by half, and exempt all corvee labor", not only did the thirty-seven barbarians in eastern Yunnan come to reinforce, but even the ten tribes of the Black Tooth and the barbarians of Erhai Lake all came to respond.
Yuchi Jin's slogan really touched the hearts of the barbarians. How could they not come to help
Not only did the barbarians from various tribes come, but they were also very enthusiastic. Everyone wanted to show their skills in the battle of the imperial city and win glory for their tribe. As soon as Yuchi Jin returned to the battle, Gumolu jumped out impatiently.
Facing Gumolu's provocation, Yang Deng and Shi Long on the top of the city both turned pale. Yang Deng looked at Shi Long with disdain, then immediately turned his head and looked at the generals behind him, saying in a deep voice: "Gumolu is the most powerful general in Tonghai. Who is willing to fight and kill this beast for me?"
Before he finished speaking, a sturdy and strong young general stepped out from the crowd and immediately bowed to Yang Deng and said, "I am Yang Zhao, and I am here to help the chief."
Yang Zhao is a member of the same clan as Yang Deng. Anyone familiar with the history of Nanzhao knows that this man is by no means an ordinary person.
After the demise of Nanzhao, the Dachanghe Kingdom, the Datianxing Kingdom and the Dayining Kingdom appeared successively, all of which did not last long. Among them, the Dayining Kingdom was established by Yang Zhao's elder brother, Yang Ganzhen.
Not long after Yang Ganzhen founded the country, he was usurped by his younger brother Yang Zhao, a ruthless man who killed his brother to ascend to the throne.
No matter how cruel this man is, that is a matter for the future. He is now just a small assistant general under Yang Deng. All he can do is to charge forward and accumulate merits in order to seek promotion.
It is better to have someone asking for battle than no one. Although Yang Deng could not tell Yang Zhao's depth, he still readily agreed and signaled that he could go into battle immediately.
Not long after Gu Molu challenged the enemy at the foot of the city, he saw Yang Zhao riding towards him.
Yang Zhao was fierce and had no intention of taking advantage of the situation.
"You shameless villain, you only know how to launch sneak attacks. I, Gu, will chop you into pieces." Gumulu let out a strange cry and immediately swung two huge axes to meet Yang Zhao.
As soon as the two of them attacked, they used all their strength. No one dared to be careless, and they used all their means to try to kill the other.
The Yang family is a big clan in Nanzhao. Although Yang Zhao is young, he has been practicing martial arts since he was a child. His spear skills are elusive and he has mastered the art.
But Gumolu is different. Although he is known as the most powerful general in Tonghai, he is very powerful, but he is only proficient in martial arts. He earned the title of the most powerful general by relying on his natural supernatural powers.
In a word, the confrontation between Gu Molu and Yang Zhao was like a grassroots versus a person with a background.
When these two men met, they fought fiercely. One was an expert marksman, the other had natural strength. Their battle was vigorous and prosperous.
"Ping, ping, pong, pong..." After fighting for half an hour, Gumulu relied on his long endurance and killed Yang Zhao in one fell swoop.
Yang Zhao's expedition was unsuccessful and he was beheaded in front of the battlefield, which made a man on the city wall very angry. This man was none other than the ruthless man who killed two emperors. He was Yang Zhao's brother, Yang Ganzhen.
The last emperor of the Dachang Kingdom was killed by Yang Ganzhen; the only emperor of the Datianxing Kingdom was also killed by him. It is no exaggeration to call him a professional emperor killer.
When Yang Ganzhen saw his brother being killed, he immediately asked Yang Deng for permission to attack; Yang Deng suffered a defeat in the first battle and urgently needed someone to save his face, so Yang Ganzhen's request was immediately agreed to by him.
At this time, Gumulu excitedly cut off Yang Zhao's head and shouted loudly to the top of the city wall.
Suddenly, another general rushed out of the city, also holding a gun. Without saying a word, his eyes were bloodshot, and he spurred his horse and thrust his gun into Gumulu's chest.
If Yang Zhao's spear skills had reached the level of perfection, then Yang Ganzhen's spear skills had long since reached the top and were gradually improving.
When facing Yang Zhao, Gu Molu only won by relying on his endurance; now facing Yang Ganzhen, he was even more outmatched. In less than twenty rounds, Gu Molu was knocked off his horse by Yang Ganzhen's spear.
Yang Ganzhen won the battle, not only avenging his brother, but also winning back a victory for Yang Deng; the barbarian generals on Yuchi Jin's side were extremely angry, and without waiting for Yuchi Jin's orders, one of them brandished his weapon, rushed out of the camp and killed Yang Ganzhen.
Yang Ganzhen had just defeated Gu Molu and his morale was high, so how could he refuse a challenge
He immediately wielded an iron rifle and moved it like a bird in the forest or a flower in the wind, with sudden and unpredictable movements, almost to the extreme. The barbarian generals of Yuchi Jin's side were forced to flee without return. In less than half an hour, Yang Ganzhen had killed four barbarian generals of Yuchi Jin's side in battle, making him extremely powerful and majestic.
At this time, the barbarian generals who responded to Yuchi Jin no longer dared to act rashly. Merit was certainly important, but it was useless if they lost their lives.
Yuchi Jin saw this situation, but sighed in her heart; she narrowed her eyes and immediately looked at the six female generals around her. The meaning was self-evident: outsiders could not be relied on, and one had to rely on one's own people.
Yang Liuye, Cha Shuchen and others knew what Yuchi Jin was planning as soon as they saw her gaze.
However, Yang Liuye and Cha Shuchen were the leaders of their own religion. They looked down upon people like Yang Ganzhen and naturally had no intention of taking action against them.
At this moment, a pretty general, riding a horse as fast as lightning, suddenly rushed out from beside Yuchi Jin and went straight to the complacent Yang Ganzhen.
The pretty young general in silver armor, before he arrived, shouted with a clear voice, like a tiger roaring in the forest: "Hey, that bad guy with a gun, eat my bench."