The middle-aged man did not dodge.
Everyone thought he would dodge.
Unless he wants to die.
But he didn't.
He neither dodged nor died.
So except for the twenty riders, everyone who saw this scene couldn't help being stunned.
Those twenty riders did not slow down, they rushed straight towards the middle-aged man. They should have knocked the middle-aged man into the air and trampled him to death. They are not afraid to do so. It was the middle-aged man who wanted to die by himself. They also just took advantage of this. Lest there are still people who resist the grain requisition.
But twenty riders failed to meet the middle-aged man.
When they were seven steps away from the middle-aged man, they all flew upside down as if hitting a wall!
Twenty riders, in different directions, seemed to hit twenty walls, and flew upside down from the ground for several feet!
In front of them, the middle-aged man stood with his hands behind his back.
At this moment, time seems to be frozen.
The next moment, twenty riders crashed from mid-air to the ground.
It's not a free fall, but it seems to be dropped by something.
Around the middle-aged man's body, the twenty riders hit the ground heavily like dumplings in a pot.
Smoke and dust rose everywhere, and there were twenty large pits on the ground.
Everyone was startled, they couldn't help but look this way, and then they were stunned at the same time.
Twenty riders, all horses and men perish.
From the beginning to the end, the middle-aged man did not make any moves.
But as long as you are not a fool, you will know that this is his handwriting.
Because the next moment, the middle-aged man glanced in the direction of Taiyuan City to the west.
Looking at the past, he seemed to see something, and then disappeared in place.
It turned into a long rainbow and flew towards the west!
After a long time, the people of the small town burst into earth-shattering cries, and then they flocked to watch the twenty big pits. Everyone had expressions of surprise and awe on their faces.
The young man stood by the pit in a daze for a long time.
Xu Laizi also rushed over.
The two looked at each other, and they were speechless for a long time.
"This... sir, who is it?" The young man swallowed with difficulty, his tone full of awe and regret.
"With such a cultivation level, how many people are there in this world?" Xu Zizi was silent for a moment, then suddenly said: "When the master left the wine shed, you said something, do you still remember it?"
"Of course I remember!" The young man said loudly, "Sir, he said that the Pinglu army would win... because King An will not die!"
Xu Laizi looked to the west. Under the brilliance of the setting sun, his eyes were full of memories, "In the past, when I was guarding Gubeikou, when the Khitan sent 100,000 troops to invade the south, there were only 800 people at the pass. Eight hundred people, we are fighting against it. The Khitans attacked and fought bloody battles for three days and nights, and held on until reinforcements arrived."
The young man's face was full of fascination, it was the blood and ambition of the man he yearned for, but then he realized something, and asked: "Who was the leader of Gubeikou at that time? "
Xu Laizi's eyes were full of holiness, and he said word by word: "His Royal Highness Old King An!"
The young man's heart was shocked, and he immediately felt relieved, and said in a worshipful tone: "No wonder, it turned out to be His Royal Highness Old King An!"
Xu Laizi said: "At that time, Old King An was still very young, and that was his famous battle. Later, Old King An fought north and south, governed the country and the people, and was praised by the world. You know, in the Gubeikou frontier army, there has been a rumor that Is there a word?"
"What are you talking about?" The young man was full of interest.
Xu Laizi took a deep breath, "King An will not die, and the Tang Dynasty will not perish!"
The young man was shocked again. But after a while, he said dejectedly: "But old King An still died in Bagong Mountain."
"No! King An is not dead!" Lame Xu suddenly became agitated.
"Old cripple, you..." The young man was a little dazed.
Xu Zizi turned his head to stare at him, and said with great certainty: "Mr. Cai just said that King An will not die!"
The young man froze.
...
Pinglu army camp.
Liu Dazheng looked ugly. In front of him, groups of soldiers were walking quickly, carrying the wounded to the rear camp for treatment. Many people here were seriously injured, and even if they were cured, they lost their fighting power. The Hedong army continued to attack the camp, but what made Liu Dazheng miserable was the number of wounded, which was too many.
The army should not have had so many casualties. With the strength of the Pinglu army, as long as they were not trampled by the generals, there shouldn't be so many wounded.
This can only explain one problem, the combat power of the soldiers is declining.
Liu Dazheng knew the reason very well.
There is only one reason: low morale.
"According to this trend, I'm afraid we won't last until dawn." Beside Liu Dazheng, Zhao Polu said in a deep voice, "If the casualties of the army cross the line, the morale will collapse immediately, and the gate can no longer be defended!"
Liu Dazheng's expression was gloomy, but there was nothing he could do. This feeling of powerlessness made him, the commander in chief of the army, extremely painful.
The rapid defeat of the Pinglu Army was due to the low morale caused by the lack of generals. On the frontal battlefield, this is a problem that Liu Dazheng cannot solve at all.
He asked, "Where is General Shangguan?"
"At the Shouyuan Gate." Zhao Polu said, "Although the location is favorable, if Li Keyong leads people to charge for a while, I'm afraid General Shangguan won't be able to support it."
"Bring her back. General Shangguan is His Highness's number one confidant. If she makes a mistake, neither you nor I can explain to His Highness!" Liu Dazheng said awkwardly, letting Shangguan Qingcheng, the number one combat force, be withdrawn from the battlefield. It shows that Liu Dazheng has begun to give up the battle situation and is considering retreating.
Zhao Polu was also full of bitterness when he realized Liu Dazheng's intentions.
This time when they went to the east of the river, the Pinglu army had won consecutive battles. They thought they could take Taiyuan City in one go, but who would have thought that there would be a change in the middle of Li Ye's departure, which would make the situation suddenly turn around
The generals simply do not have the ability to save the battle.
Now that things have happened, who has the ability to save the war situation and save the one hundred thousand Pinglu army
Without the 100,000 Pinglu army, it would not be the problem of Li Ye not being able to get Hedong, but the problem of not even being able to defend Pinglu! At that time, whether it is the Hedong army attacking Pinglu, or other feudal towns will bite back, Pinglu, which has no elite soldiers, will be slaughtered.
Pinglu is the foundation of Li Ye, and without Pinglu, in this troubled world, Li Ye will not have the capital to fight for the hegemony. Now it is different from before the Huangchao Rebellion, the princes from all walks of life have already become powerful, and there is no time for Li Ye to develop slowly.
Zhao Polu could think of this, and Liu Dazheng could think of it, so their expressions were extremely ugly.
But now, it's a dead end, so what can they do
When he came to Yuanmen, Zhao Polu saw that the Hedong army was launching a fierce attack on Shangguan Qingcheng, who was guarding Yuanmen.
After finding Shangguan Qingcheng, Zhao Polu said eagerly: "General Shangguan, General Liu has an order to evacuate you from the gate!"
Standing behind the female wall, Shangguan Qingcheng said: "I can't withdraw."
Zhao Polu knew that Shangguan Qingcheng would not retreat lightly, he said: "This is a military order!"
Shangguan Qingcheng glanced at him, then pointed to Hedong Army, "Look what that is."
Zhao Polu turned his head to look, and soon his eyes froze. More than a hundred steps away, it turned out to be the handsome flag used by Li Ke!
"Li Keyong came to attack the gate himself. If I withdraw now, the gate will be broken immediately!" Shangguan Qingcheng said calmly.
Zhao Polu was silent for a while, "General Shangguan, how long can you stop Li Ke?"
Shangguan Qingcheng said: "It won't last long. But at least General Liu can retreat first."
As soon as the voice fell, the Hedong Army suddenly burst into shouts, and then a dazzling light burst out from a battle formation. It turned out that Li Ke had used it in the battle formation. The battle array rushed forward quickly, slapping the courtyard gate and the camp wall like a tide, shaking the entire barracks.
What followed was the onslaught of the soldiers of the Hedong Army. They built ladders, climbed up the parapet wall, and went forward one after another, and they rushed over like ants. There are also some soldiers of the Hedong Army who are hitting the gate with crash cars. In the camps of both sides, the rain of arrows continuously flew up and landed on the opponent's soldiers, providing cover for their own side.
"General Shangguan, you'd better withdraw, if you don't withdraw, it will be too late!" Zhao Polu said eagerly.
Shangguan Qingcheng glanced at him coldly: "You have also seen this situation. If I withdraw at this time, the next part will have no time to change defenses, and Li Keyong will rush into the camp, and the whole army will be defeated by then!"
Shangguan Qingcheng is not a pedantic person, if she can withdraw, she will also withdraw. But if tens of millions of lives were to be exchanged for her alone, as a general in the army, except for those who are greedy for life and fear of death, there are really not many people who can do such a thing.
Zhao Polu said: "But the general continues to stand firm, and he will only die here!"
Shangguan Qingcheng's expression was calm: "You go, I will be the last one. When an army is defeated, someone must sacrifice for the army. I am at Yuanmen right now, in this position, and I have no choice."
Zhao Polu was anxious: "General Shangguan!"
"General Zhao!" Shangguan Qingcheng suddenly turned around, stared at him, and growled in a low voice with red eyes: "When His Highness left, he ordered us to surround Taiyuan City, guard the camp, and wait for him to return! Now His Highness has not returned , the army has been defeated, and the military order has not been fulfilled. As a military general, I am guilty of ten thousand deaths! General Zhao, you are now protecting General Liu from withdrawing. You can be defeated, Shangguan Qingcheng can be killed in battle, but the Pinglu army cannot be destroyed! Take the soldiers and bring the Pinglu army back!"
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After saying that, Shangguan Qingcheng suddenly turned around, waved his hand, and ordered his soldiers: "Take General Zhao down!"
As for herself, she pulled out the horizontal knife at her waist and faced the soldiers of the Hedong Army who had crossed the female wall!
Zhao Polu was carried away from the camp wall. He struggled unsuccessfully and was so anxious that he was at a loss. He desperately shouted at the back of Shangguan who was fighting all over the city: "General Shangguan! If you insist on this, if His Highness asks about today's affairs in the future, let me How do you answer?!"
Slashing horizontally and vertically, he pierced and killed the young general of the Hedong Army in front of him. Hearing Zhao Polu's words, Shangguan Qingcheng's back was slightly startled.
At that moment, even Zhao Polu, who was twenty steps away, felt the stiffness of Shangguan Qingcheng's limbs.
However, the stiffness was fleeting after all, and Shangguan Qingcheng swung his knife to kill the next enemy, and her voice came out clearly: "Then please tell Your Highness, if you can follow His Highness north and south in this life, Shangguan Qingcheng will die without regret. It's just Shangguan Qingcheng Incompetent, failed to fulfill His Highness's military order, failed His Highness's entrustment, even if he died, he would still hate it! If there is an afterlife, Shangguan Qingcheng will fight another 800 games, and His Highness will rule the world!"
Zhao Polu was overwhelmed, he didn't know what to say, his mouth was full of bitterness.
Shangguan Qingcheng on the camp wall has already entered the crowd of Hedong soldiers and disappeared.
Li Keyong, who was fully clothed, stood in front of the gate of the Pinglu Army camp, looking coldly at Shangguan Qingcheng who was fighting on the top of the wall, his eyes full of murderous intent.
"Forcing me to personally attack Yuanmen, you can die in peace!" Li Ke snorted coldly, slowly pulled out the horizontal knife, and suddenly jumped up flat, and ran towards Shangguan Qingcheng.
Li Keyong ran halfway, Shangguan Qingcheng, who was in blood-stained armor, looked up and saw him.
Without the slightest hesitation, Shangguan Qingcheng rushed out with a knife in hand to meet him.
Military generals in the early, mid-term and late-stage battles.
Shangguan Qingcheng has no fear at all.
But the two did not meet.
Because a long rainbow suddenly came from the eastern sky.
The speed is as fast as lightning.
Changhong landed straight at the gate of the Pinglu army camp.
One person, with green robe and silver hair, stood on the flagpole of Yuanmen with his hands behind his back.
The monks above the Qi refining stage couldn't help but be attracted by this person.
Liu Dazheng was the first to see Changhong, and also the first to see the middle-aged man who showed his figure. His heart trembled, and the muscles on his face couldn't help twitching, "Your Highness... Your Highness?"
When Li Keyong saw this person, his forward momentum stopped abruptly. He clenched the horizontal saber tightly, stood in front of the gate, looked up, and waited for it, his eyes were full of fear.
When Shangguan Qingcheng saw this person, a fire of hope suddenly ignited in his bright and silent eyes.
As for the other qi practitioners, with just one glance, many of them couldn't help but stiffen their hands and feet, and their auras were sluggish.
A coercion that people dare not look at directly fell on their hearts like a mountain, oppressing them so much that they couldn't breathe. Only monks who have practiced at a high level and above can barely protect their minds from being greatly affected.
But at this moment, the other party didn't do anything, just appeared in front of everyone.