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The cavalry of Zuoying Wangting and the coalition forces of the Yan, Song and Qi dynasties, led by the Longqing prince, broke through the Tang dynasty and drove straight in. In the first few days, they did not receive any resistance.

The army of the northeast border of Tang Dynasty was destroyed. Although many of the Tang army were still alive, those people were struggling to survive under the chasing and chasing of the soldiers and civilians of Yan State. Even if they fled back to the Tang realm, they have been disrupted and unable to exert their fighting power.

These coalition forces that invaded the Tang Dynasty, especially those prairie cavalry from the wilderness, arbitrarily acted on the territory of the east of the Tang Dynasty, burned and looted, and did nothing. The arms of the prairie cavalry were full of gold and silver. The expression, urged the mount under him to gallop back and forth on the official road.

Long Qing looked at the scene below the hillside, frowned slightly, and said with a cold voice: "Purge the military discipline, don't delay time in these poor rural areas, we must reach Chang'an City as quickly as possible."

Subordinates led away, but some generals had a different view.

Thousands of years of undefeated reputation in the Tang Dynasty left an indelible fear in the hearts of these generals. Although the battle was smooth at this time, they never expected to be able to truly break through Chang'an City, including the prairie cavalry. They believed that looting on the land of the Tang Dynasty was cheerful, they should be withdrawn to prevent the Tang people from counterattack and retaliation.

"Today's Tang Kingdom is not the former Tang Kingdom. The Chang'an City made mistakes in connecting the sisters and brothers. Of course, even if they didn't make any mistakes, it would not be possible to persevere, because this is the end of the Tang Dynasty."

Long Qing said: "Now the Tang State is under enemy from all sides. There is no Tang Army in front of us. The Chang'an City is empty and defenseless. It is the opportunity given by Haotian to us. If we do not grasp it, we will be condemned."

A general said, "Even if you attack under Chang'an City ... it doesn't make sense. Everyone knows that Chang'an City cannot be broken. What should we do then?"

"There is no unbreakable male city in this world."

Long Qing didn't make more explanations. In today's world, only a few people, including him, know the real plan of the Xiling Temple. The king of the gold account goes south, and the Tang Dynasty is only a blind eye, or it makes Tang Jun tired. Means, the Xiling Temple wants Chang'an City unmanned defense.

Everything is for that eyeball.

Xiling Temple is confident that it can get that eye pestle.

Tang's soldiers and civilians thought that Chang'an City could not be defeated, and transferred the army's chalk team to various places. The Xiling Temple obtained an eye pestle and broke the shocking array, and Chang'an City will usher in a massacre.

Longqing lightly raised Ma rein and walked down the hillside.

The wheat ears in the farmland hung heavily, and the golden ocean danced with the autumn wind.

The scenery is very beautiful.

The farmhouse by the farmland has been ignited by the fire, the black smoke gradually rises, and the screams of the Tang people can be heard faintly.

Long Qing remembered the day when he had left the Chang'an City quietly after failing to enter the second floor of the college many years ago.

That day he saw the beautiful rural scenery of Tang Dynasty, painted farmhouses in various colors, and the peaceful and happy life of the Tang people. At that time, he vowed that one day he would kill Tang and burn all of it.

He let the generals purge the military discipline, not to have pity on the Tang people's hearts, but just the need to march. In fact, he believes that the pictures of being burned and slaughtered are truly beautiful scenery.

Long Qinglu showed a cheerful smile on the face outside the silver mask.

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Tens of thousands of coalition forces raged in the eastern wilderness of the Tang Dynasty. Even if the military discipline is strict, it is impossible to completely prohibit the order, not to mention most of them are scattered grassland cavalry.

Longqing prince's military order passed, most of the prairie cavalry assembled, and followed the military flag to the west of Chang'an City, but there were more than a thousand cavalry stranded behind.

These prairie cavalry believe that their own riding will not take long to catch up with the large troops in front, so they are not in a hurry to go on the road, but are in a hurry to plunder.

They had known for a long time that the Central Plains were rich and rich, and the lives of the people of the Tang Dynasty were even better. However, it was not until they entered the Tang realm that they realized that the imagination of the Central Plains in the Wasteland turned out to be so ridiculous. The wealth accumulated in an ordinary Tang Dynasty village was actually More than a medium tribe on the grassland!

Those exquisite silk and gold and silver treasures made them reluctant to leave. Those fair and beautiful Tang women made their saliva flow, so many people decided to sweep again before the war.

Several dozens of prairie cavalrymen from Zuoying Wangting, brandishing a scimitar in their hands, issued sharp and unpleasant whistles and laughter, and rushed into a small village in the mountain col.

This small village was far away from the official road, and fortunately avoided the large coalition forces. The refugees nearby also took a small path to the place to hide, but now more than a hundred people are crowded.

The vast majority of these refugees are old, weak women and children. As for the men in the family, when their village was destroyed, they had all died in battle with the prairie cavalry.

The prairie cavalry gathered everyone and began to search the property in the room, but the village was a bit remote and relatively poor, so they did not gain much.

Prairie cavalry was very dissatisfied, scolding something angrily.

The old and weak women and children who were concentrated in the middle of the village in the middle of the village. They could not understand what the barbarians were scolding. They all looked down silently, and there was only a girl in the arms of the old woman who stared at the prairie cavalry.

The girl is still young, and she ca n’t know exactly what happened, but she knows that her own home was burned by bad guys wearing such ragged leather coats, and her own father was bad guys with bad smells on them. Killed, so her eyes are full of hatred.

A prairie cavalryman was angry at today's little harvest. Suddenly he looked at the girl's eyes of hatred. He suddenly got angry and walked towards the crowd with a scimitar.

He raised the scimitar in his hand.

Several old people in the crowd scolded and stood up, trying to stop him.

But the scimitar has fallen.

The girl was not hacked to death.

Because the scimitar fell to the ground, there was a crisp sound of impact.

The grassland cavalry had an arrow in his eye socket and fell straight down.

The arrow feathers of that arrow are a bit messy, unlike the standard weapons of the Tang army.

Prairie cavalrymen were taken aback, whining and screaming swearing, re-mounting the horse in a short time, taking off the short wooden bow on the shoulder, and watching the mountain forest behind the village with vigilance.

A whistling whine.

An arrow flew out of the mountain forest and shot into the shoulder pocket of a prairie cavalryman, blood shot.

The prairie cavalry not only surprised but showed a happy look, screamed and hurriedly urged the horse to go to the mountain.

Through the characteristics of the arrow, they determined that the archer in the mountain forest was definitely not a regular Tang army and was more likely to be an hunter. A few days ago, there were many tribal brothers who were killed by the hunters in the Tang people.

Orion teamed up to three or two, as long as there are traces, where are their elite cavalry opponents?

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Yang Erxi hid his body behind the tree, clutching the hardwood bow of his hand tightly, his shoulder against the trunk of his right foot and gently stepped on the ground, looking a little nervous.

Compared to when he left home, he was much thinner and darker, his face was covered with beard, and there were blood on his dry lips, which looked very embarrassing.

The sound of hoofs gradually approached. The prairie cavalry came to the side of the forest. He flashed out of the tree, struck the bow and shot the feathers off the string, then shot out the waist and abdomen of a cavalry.

Confirmed that there was only one archer hidden in the forest, and three prairie cavalrymen held short wooden bows to shoot continuously, forcing Yang Erxi to hide behind the tree and daring not to probe, and the rest of the cavalry came from a slant.

The sound of tuk tuk sounded from time to time on the trunk, and the bark splashed and occasionally swiped across the body.

Has dealt with Datang's hunters. The prairie cavalry is already very experienced. Yang Erxi couldn't make any counterattacks at all. He could only watch the enemy attack outside the mountains and forests.

Is on the verge of desperation, but besides breathing a little faster, he has no fear on his face.

At this moment, the sound of breaking the sky intensively sounded, and a violent arrow rain fell in the forest!

Charged in the forefront of more than twenty cavalry cavalrymen, was shot as a hedgehog, fell from the mount, covered in blood, and died on the spot.

Immediately afterwards, I only listened to the sound of stepping on the grass and rubbing the trees, and the sound of footsteps. I don't know how many people rushed out of the depths of the mountain forest, killing the grassland cavalry like a wolf!

The prairie cavalry who was still alive shouted in shock and anger, with a look of fear on his face, desperately pulling the border, trying to turn his horse and escape.

If you can understand the nonsense, you know that the word shouted by these prairie cavalry is an ambush.

They thought they had ambushed Tang Jun.

More than a hundred people rushed out of the mountain forest, some people were wearing ordinary cotton clothes, some people were wearing silk shirts, most of them were dressed as farmers, and no one was wearing Tang Jun costumes.

These people are a bit older, holding a variety of weapons in their hands, such as Yang Erxi holding a pitchfork in his hand, someone holding a hammer in his hand, and most people holding a straight knife in his hand.

The sharp straight knife is yet another weapon of Tang Jun.

Are these people Tang Jun?

They are not Tang Jun.

They used to be Tang Jun.

They have already retired, and now they are merchants, fighters, and farmers.

But when Datang needs them ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ They are Tang Jun.

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Yang Erxi smashed a prairie cavalry from the horse to the ground, and then walked vigorously forward, his hands turned over, and the heavy pitchfork drew an arc in the air, poking it into the opponent's chest.

Then he stepped forward, stretched out his right foot and stepped on the body of the prairie cavalry, pulling out his hands with force, only to hear a pop, there were more blood holes on the chest of the cavalry.

This whole set of movements is very smooth and skillful. I think he has repeated many times.

He was holding a pitchfork and ran diagonally forward to a prairie cavalry surrounded by his companions. He was annoyed and nagging in his heart. Today, he has to get a knife.

"Keep me away!" He shouted loudly.

The prairie cavalry had been chopped with blood, covered in blood, leaning against a tree, waving a scimitar in his instinct in pure instinct, where could there be the ability to resist.

The Chinese people who surrounded the cavalry heard Yang Erxi's anxious roar, understood what he meant, and tacitly gave way to a road to leave the enemy to him.

Yang Erxi ran to the dying prairie cavalry, spit in the palm of his hand, and smashed the drafting fork, which was naturally like doing farm work at home.

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