Nightfall

Just a little disturbed, Tang Jun quickly restored calm. The deployment of the camp, the standing pile of the pile, gradually became the situation, from the general to the soldier, it is very clear that the reason why the Daomen coalition army came out of the city was to cooperate with the defense. It was not that they had the courage to attack while Tang Jun was unsteady.

Tang Jun was still confident, but he was not vigilant but he did n’t weaken his points. The military reports came from Yangzhou City one after another. The Xiling Temple added a lot of priests to the coalition army. The masters of the Tianshu Department in Tang Army also had formations on the battlefield or It can offset the magic of this priest, but who can stop Hengmu from standing?

The young and legendary Xiling priest, the wounds he had suffered a few days ago have healed, and super-strong men like him already have enough ability to decide the outcome of a war-if no one can stop him, he With the cooperation of the cavalry in the Xiling Temple, it is possible to clean up the practitioners in the Tang Army one by one. As long as you kill all the formations and runes, the temple cavalry will cover and attack. How can the Tang Army be able to defeat the enemy?

Today, the Tang army is under pressure, and the masters of the gates and the generals of the Nan Jin Dynasty on the wall of Yangzhou City have also behaved so calmly. The march is also very organized. Obviously they are also very clear. As long as Hengmu stands, the coalition forces will be undefeated. Land, Yangzhou will never fall, so what else to worry about?

In front of the military camp in Tangying, dozens of riders looked at the direction of Yangzhou City on the meadow. In fact, the generals were looking at Ning Que. The key to this war now lies in the victory between him and Yokogi .

No one believes that Ning Que can kill Hengmu Liren. Although he is Mr. Thirteen of the Academy and has an unimaginable lofty position in the hearts of the military and civilians of Tang State, that person is Hengmu Liren, the son of Haotian.

People only hope that Ning Que can overcome, or even hold down Hengmu Liren, before Tang Jun Tieqi determines the victory, let Hengmu not affect the specific trend on the battlefield.

Ning Que seems to be unable to perceive people's eyes, quietly looking at Yangzhou City, looking at the official road between the fields outside the city, the green trees on both sides of the road-or Hengmu Liren does not want to be affected by the view For the sake of his sight, the dead bodies of Protestant believers and young people of Xinxiang Old Tang who were executed in the Xiling Temple were not hung in this field just because of war and cleansing. The farmer has no mood to farm, so the fields are exhausted.

There are no young plants in front of Yangzhou City, only wild grasses and wildflowers. It is late spring or early summer. Ning Que cannot remember. Looking at the flowers in the light smoke, feeling the wild prosperity, I suddenly remembered a word.

"Fireworks come to Yangzhou in March." He whispered.

Song Qian and others were too seriously injured by Hengmu Liren. No matter how much medicine he took, he could n’t stand up so quickly and was left in the Qingxia to recuperate. Today, only Ning Que ’s disciple came to the battlefield.

Wang shook his head and said, "The period of blooming flowers is already in May."

Ning Que remembered that he seemed to be snowing when he left Chang'an City. Time went too fast, and he couldn't help feeling a little, saying, "How can I have the energy to remember these things."

Time is the most important thing, but he went to the wilderness in the north and Qinghe in the south to kill many hard-to-kill people and to do many difficult decisions. Those seem to be more important than time.

"Eleventh Brother, I will take a step first." Ning Que said to Wang Chi.

Wang Chi looked at him with some worry and said, "If it doesn't work, don't try to be brave."

Ning Que smiled and lifted the reins lightly. The **** horse slowly lifted its hoof and stepped on the fertile field. All the way weeds bent down and the wildflowers shattered towards Yangzhou City.

Ride to the bottom of Yangzhou City, attracting dozens of rare arrows.

The **** horse looked at the enemies on the city wall, and his expression was very meaningless. It probably felt very boring. Ning Que didn't avoid it. He looked at the arrows and landed on the field in front.

Someone looked at the black horse of Shenjun, and the man on the back of the horse wearing a black hospital uniform, and finally remembered the descriptions in the rumor. He panicked and shouted.

"Ning Que!"

"Mr. Thirteen!"

"The Academy is here!"

Identified Ning Que, and there was a sudden uproar in Yangzhou City. There were silhouettes everywhere, the sound of heavy shields moving, and almost deafening the ears. Those proud red-faced priests turned extremely pale and waved their arms, shouting screaming: "Quick news and the gods!"

Before Bai Haixin died in Qingxia a few years ago, he is now the general of Nanjin coach. His wife and brother Dong Wei, Dong Wei who was very calm and confident in front of his subordinates, had already hid behind the three-layer shield. , Looking at the iron bow on Ning Que ’s shoulder under the wall, his body shivered uncontrollably, and his voice was extremely trembling: "Mr. Thirteen! Wait a minute! Lord God will come soon!"

The whole world knows Ning Que ’s power and horror. Just as the Tang people were worried about the strength of Hengmu Liren, Ning Que ’s name also has some kind of terrifying deterrent to Tang ’s enemies. Now, thanks to the iron bow ’s quiet Resting on his shoulders, otherwise Dong Wei and those red-clothed priests would n’t even dare to shout.

Even if you can shout, it is not a battle, but it means that the Lord of the Gods will come soon. You will wait-for people in the world, peerless strongmen like Ning Que and Hengmu are no different from the gods. Since it is destined to stage a fairy fight today, then why do these of them who are little devil take their own lives?

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The news of Ning Que ’s arrival under the city of Yangzhou reached the ear of Hengmu Liren in the city in the shortest time. His innocent smile appeared on his innocent face, and he was relieved to say: "I finally came."

A priest whispered the latest military situation he received in Qianpan, shouted the news of the collapse of the golden account king's court that the Xiling Temple had just received, and the picture of Ning Que's death in Wancheng in Weicheng. Then, with a slightly trembling voice, sincerely and humbly request the Lord God to never be underestimated.

Hengmu Liren smiled, looking very naive, cruel and satisfied, murmured: "How powerful is it? He is only a mortal after all, but I am a real son of God."

Yes, he thinks that he is the real son of Xiling. Long Qing is not qualified to compare with himself. If it is not for the sake of Long Qing's silence, he will have turned this honor into the only existence.

"Ning Que, I will come to meet you outside the city."

Hengmu Liren looked at the north and said slowly, some naive voices condensed into bundles, aroused the tens of thousands of mantles in front of the war, broke through the air and flew more than ten miles, and exploded like spring thunder over the fields outside the city.

Boom!

Many soldiers in Yangzhou City were almost fainted by this thunderous sound and finally managed to hold their bodies without falling down. After they woke up, they showed a cheerful expression.

The Lord of Gods is as casual as a word. The realm has already exceeded the scope of humanity. How can Mr. Thirteen of the Academy under the city be powerful, and how can he be an opponent of Lords of God?

Ning Que lowered his head and looked at the wildflowers in the field with a calm look. The **** horse lowered his head and chewed the wildflowers. He felt bad and vomited out as if he had not heard the bunch of spring thunder.

"Come see me outside the city?"

He looked up at Yangzhou City and said, "I am the master here. I will see you as much as I want."

Did not deliberately bless with awe-inspiring energy, but just said that naturally, he would not be as powerful as the words of Hengmu Liren, but he knew that Hengmu Liren should be able to hear.

After saying this, he took a pill from his arms and stuffed it into the mouth of the **** horse.

The big dark horse didn't dare to disobey. He chewed bitterly with his face, swallowed it in his belly at the fastest speed, and then quickly bowed his head, picking up the dewy grass and chewing it better, before he was not spoiled by the smell.

That pill is Wang Zhi's pill, it has a very powerful effect, but the taste is really not good.

Ning Que also fed herself, looking at the cavalry of the Xiling Temple and the Nanjin cavalry under the black pressure of Yangzhou City, reaching out and gently stroking the hair on the neck of the **** horse, saying: "You came from Zhennan Army, I was in You just left the military ranch after picking it out of the academy. You should be considered a war horse in any way. "

The big dark horse said a little, agreeing.

He said: "I have been to many places with you and fought a lot of enemies, but in fact, we have never been on the real battlefield. I am a cavalryman and you are a warhorse. Don't you feel sorry?"

I want to say that I do n’t regret it, but I dare not, and I feel the gradual effect of the pills in the body. It feels that his blood is constantly warming up and wants to sprint wildly.

Is this the feeling of blood?

It remembers this feeling and impulse last time, or when I saw the saucy, cheap and beautiful big white mare showing the appearance of wanting to be rided many years ago in the wilderness Zuoting Wangting Racing Conference ...

The nose of the big dark horse became thick and anxious, and it kept spraying a hot breath.

Ning missed the iron bow and pulled the bow to the full moon at will, aiming at the direction of Yangzhou City.

There are countless eyes in the upper and lower parts of the city who have been watching him even for the slightest movement. At least half of his eyes have probably been on his shoulders and on the dark iron bow.

When he held his iron bow and aimed at Yangzhou City, he suddenly caused a commotion and countless panic shouts.

The valve masters and the coalition generals have the deepest understanding of the terror of Yuan Thirteen Arrows, the deepest vigilance, and the tightest staring, so their reactions are also the fastest, and they can only hear countless voices, countless people are extremely embarrassed The ground squatted down with his head held together, looking at the wild grass that was blown down by the wind, and the grass was naturally unspeakable.

The cavalrymen in front of the city gate were clearly pointed at by arrows, but felt that they had begun to fall into the abyss of death. Some people desperately whipped the mount, while others lost their souls and forgot to move. Side by side, only a very short time, actually vacated a large area.

Ning Que ’s arrow and the gate of Yangzhou were empty, and nothing could cover it.

He loosened his bow string, he used not the Yuan Thirteen Arrow, but an ordinary feather arrow.

With a whine, Yu Jian fell on the city gate of Yangcheng Prefecture, which was less than two years old. The gate was extremely thick, and the sharp arrow clusters with the arrow body penetrated half a foot, but still could not shoot through.

The castration seems to have run out, the feather arrow no longer moves forward, vibrates violently, the tail of the arrow rubs against the air at high speed, and brings out a dull and heart-pounding buzzing sound, hum ...

Feather arrow was deeply immersed in the heavy city gate. With this extremely terrifying vibration, the contact area began to become soft, and even a very thin crack appeared at the next moment.

The moment Feijian landed on the gate, Ning lacked movement.

A brutal hiss, tearing the tranquil sky outside Yangzhou!

The big dark horse was not standing, his head was lowered, his heels were heavily kicked on the ground, and the soft field was shocked by its pedalling, which caused two exaggerated mud rains and a large amount of smoke!

Mud rain smoke and dust came one after another, covering the rear to let Tang Jun's eyes, fascinated their sight, and when the smoke gradually condensed, they looked back to the field and found that the big dark horse had reached Baizhang!

The moment is so great, what a terrifying speed this is! Looking at the straight smoke between the fields and the big dark horse sprinting in the forefront like lightning, everyone is quiet!

Yangzhou City is near.

The famous Xiling Temple cavalry commander screamed, holding a sword and trying to intercept.

Ning did not look at him without a look, nor did the big dark horse look at him.

Only heard that the binge suddenly turned into a miserable howl, the cavalry commander was shocked to the sky, blood spewed out from between his neck and the depth of the armor, and there was a blood rain.

Yangzhou City is closer.

A Nanjin sword master intended to attack with a sword. Although he was not a disciple of the sword pavilion, he also learned some sword pavilion's sword intentions, and he paid attention to one foot, so he held the sword tightly.

He wanted to hand out the sword at the most powerful moment.

The big dark horse crashed into his body.

The Nanjin sword master didn't have time to produce the sword, because the **** horse came too fast, beyond his imagination and all calculations, and even countless times faster than his sword.

One foot in front of you?

His sword had just been unsheathed and was hit back by the **** horse! With a loud noise, blood hurricane, the body of the Nanjin sword master was cut off from the middle, and was actually cut by his sword waist!

Carrying the violent smoke, the **** horse rushed into the hundred thousand cavalry.

It's that kind of reverence, great awe-inspiring, awe-inspiring.

Because its blood is hot.

Of course, if it doesn't take those medicines, or if it really can't do it so decisively.

The smoke is straight, and the black lightning illuminates the whole field.

Before that straight line, countless silhouettes were fluttered into the sky.

Beng Beng Beng, the hard armor collapsed.

Boom, the sharp sword was folded.

Yangzhou is really near.

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Ning Que stared at the quivering feather arrow on the city gate and said, "Get up."

The big dark horse sighed and jumped a few feet into the sky!

Time seems to stop at this moment.

On the horse's back, Ning Que lacked a punch and hit the tail of the feather arrow.

Thick city gates immediately appeared numerous cracks, densely like a cobweb.

Calacha la la la, the city gate collapsed.

The **** horse fell, and it was even lighter than the swallow.

Several scary spears have been left behind.

It did not slow down, and continued to rush forward like a black ghost.

Yangzhou, entered.

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(Today I wrote a whole day, I wrote 4,000 words, and I almost vomited. My mother was startled by the sound of my gagging, thinking I was okay ... Actually my body is okay, it ’s completely mental. , Do I write so badly that I want to vomit while writing? I really want to curse swear words, I thought I would write a story about life and family relations with Yokogi today, then stay until tomorrow Write it, I hope to write more tomorrow, anyway, I ’m talking about recovering today, and going outbreak tomorrow ... If the outbreak wo n’t go out tomorrow, um, I will tell everyone who the culprit is tomorrow.) (Unfinished to be continued Provided by the sky. If you like this work, you are welcome to ◤first launch◢ vote for recommendation and monthly tickets, and your support is my biggest motivation.)