The devil is coming

Chapter 94 Break the city!
Mianzhou City,
Fu Yamen,
In the back hall, there was singing and dancing.
The dancers from Xiahang were graceful, moving, and flirtatious, pushing the atmosphere of the banquet to its peak.
There is a jingle from the state of Qian, which talks about the four loves of scholars:
Xiahang's rouge stains Jing's pen;
The fine wines from Wuchuan are the best in Hengzhou.
The rouge of Xiahang refers to the beauties of Xiahang. There was always a place for Xiahang women in the harems of emperors of the Qian Kingdom.
The contemporary monarch of the Qian Kingdom even accepted the three sisters of the Yang family in Xiahang in one fell swoop, which became a legend for a while.
The beauties dancing in the hall now are all from Xiahang. They are gifts from a wealthy gentleman from the south of the Yangtze River to the prefect.
The magistrate of Mianzhou sits at the head, with colleagues from Mianzhou City sitting at the lower left and right sides of him, and the generals from Mianzhou City sitting at the lowest position.
It stands to reason that in a border town, the military general should be respected, with civilian officials in charge of local administration and military generals in charge of the troops. Even when military and political affairs are often separated in order to deal with major conflicts, military generals will have greater say.
This point was implemented thoroughly in Beifeng County of Yan State.
But this is not Yan State, this is Qian State.
In the eyes of the civil servants of the Qian Kingdom, it was a shame for them to allow a military general to join their banquet.
This general also had a good temper. No one paid any attention to him, and he ignored others. He drank his own wine, ate his own food, and looked at the dancer in front of him.
How can you still be a general in the Qian Kingdom without a good temper?
He could think clearly, because there was a ready-made example around him. His boss was also his father-in-law. Old Taishan who had brought him up at the beginning and the Sun family gun made him perfect;
The result was that he started arguing with the civil servants, and after much tossing and tossing, he actually became one of his subordinates.
Why bother? Why bother?
General Li Yue squinted his eyes and secretly looked at the prefect sitting at the head.
I thought to myself, there are more than 60 people in the prefecture, and the batch of dancers sent by the southern caravan today will all be sent to the prefect's room in the evening.
Li Yue shook his head, thinking about the joke that was rumored in Mianzhou city and he didn't know who leaked it...
It is said that our magistrate has long since lost all his lower skills, but his smooth ventriloquism can actually keep the faces of so many wives and concubines rosy.
After thinking about this, Li Yue suddenly felt that his tongue was a little sore, and he subconsciously raised his glass to drink it.
The literati above were reciting poems and writing poems along with singing and dancing. They even set down their desks and started dancing and writing.
Li Yue was still sitting in his seat. No one asked him, a big old man, to read books and appreciate paintings, and he himself was too lazy to be boring.
My older brother-in-law, Sun Jianming, was able to play with those literati. He was proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting.
Originally, he could have a bright future. If this general could be proficient in literature and could gain the discernment of literati, he would have a broad path in the future. Only when he was regarded as one of his own family by literati could he be promoted and make a fortune.
It's a pity that Sun Jianming was dragged down by his father. He originally smoothly took over his father's class, but he couldn't confuse the Sun family with the status of a Confucian general;
But there is nothing I can do,
The characteristic of the Sun family gun is that it is a long spear with two heads, which can be used for assassination at both the front and rear;
His own Taishan was just like the gun passed down from his family. He was turned into a private servant by civil servants and garrison soldiers, and it was also revealed that the border army generals were seriously underpaid.
Yes, there are two roads. You can't choose either one, and you can't go to the sky. You can only be slapped on the ground.
Fortunately, Li Yue himself is not very utilitarian. In this life, he is already satisfied with being a general, and he has no hope of climbing any higher.
After watching, Li Yue stood up and said goodbye to the magistrate.
The prefect and a group of literati were preparing to take the powder, which was the highlight after every banquet for the literati of Qian State. Everyone took out the high-quality five-stone powder they had prepared to share with each other, and then took it at the same time.
Who wants to deal with a vulgar general at this moment? The prefect just waved his hand to indicate that he understood.
Li Yue didn't look angry, he greeted the others one by one, and left the hall. Before others could walk out, he heard bursts of singing from behind.
Looking back, I saw that the skin of the civil servants was already red. Some were singing to their heart's content, some were stripping and dancing, and some even directly hugged the dancers next to them and began to force...
"Ah……"
Li Yue snorted disdainfully and continued to walk out.
After eating and drinking, with his face feeling hot, Li Yue took his horse from the servant's hand and turned over. His body shook for a while and he almost fell off.
At this moment, he woke up from his drink. He took a deep breath and looked back at the two stone lions at the entrance of the government office.
"He~~tui!"
A mouthful of thick phlegm was spat on the stone lion by Li Yue.
Of course, this is all he dares to do.
At that moment, he lay down on the horse and said to his servant next to him:
"go home……"
Just as he was about to lie down on the horse and take a nap, there was suddenly an extremely noisy sound in front of him.
"What's the matter?"
Li Yue raised his head and looked forward with squinted eyes. He saw many people running, shouting and running.
"They, what are they shouting?"
Li Yue asked the servants beside him.
The servant had a look of disbelief on his face.
He turned around and looked at his drunken master lying on the horse.
With a cry:
"They are shouting, they are shouting, the Yan people are coming, the Yan people are coming!"
"Pfft!"
Li Yue fell off his horse,
Head on the ground,
He actually fell to the ground and fainted!
…………
"Ulla!!!!!!"
"Ulla!!!!!!"
These "Mao-style" charge slogans made Zheng Fan feel very unhappy and felt very inconsistent, but now was not the time to stop and teach everyone to learn slogans again.
The cavalry has accelerated and gained momentum;
below,
All that's left is to move forward!
The horses' hooves are like thunder. This is different from dealing with the bunch of scholars in the academy during the day, and it is also different from touching the chicken castle in the middle of the night.
This time,
It's an upright cavalry charge!
As the tent in front of him got closer and closer, as the figure in front of him got closer and closer, as the city wall in front of him got closer and closer, Zheng Fan felt that the blood in his body was heating up continuously, even to the point of burning. !
Excited,
Zheng Fan also shouted:
"Ula!"
The stewards of the caravans at the city gate were stunned for the first time. They could not figure out what happened.
Many people in the shanty town even came out of their homes to watch the fun.
The garrison who was carrying the goods stupidly continued to carry the goods on his body, looking at the cavalry galloping towards him in front of him with a somewhat dazed look.
until,
The cavalry began to wave their sabers!
Anyone who stood in the way of their charge, no matter who they were, would either be directly knocked over and trampled by their horses or chopped down with a saber strike.
Screams kept coming and going at the north gate.
at last,
Some sensible people finally realized what was happening,
screamed:
"The Yan people are calling!"
…………
"Dad, which town's cavalry are they from? They are so domineering!"
Sun Jianming pointed at the cavalry appearing in front and said.
Lao Suntou's breathing suddenly stopped.
gasp,
Stomping the ground with one foot,
He yelled:
"That's not our cavalry, it's not our cavalry!"
"Of course it's not our cavalry from Mianzhou City. Haven't our cavalry from Mianzhou City been used as mules and horses long ago? How could it be us..."
Sun Jianming suddenly stopped talking.
He suddenly thought of a possibility from his father's frightened and angry mood.
Simultaneously,
When the charging cavalry began to kill people outside the city, it confirmed this possibility for him.
"Is it from Yan?"
"Really from Yan?"
"It's Yan people!!!!"
Sun Jianming called out the last sentence.
Lao Sun kicked the spear with his head and toes. The spear bounced up and was held in his hand. He untied the thick cloth wrapping the spear and shouted to his son:
"Go down quickly and order the city gate guards to close the city gate. The Yan people are trying to seize the gate!"
"The Yan people are actually here..."
Seeing that his son was still stunned here, Old Sun kicked him on the head.
"boom!"
Sun Jianming was kicked to the ground and he recovered from the previous shock.
"Hurry down and close the city gate. Let the Yan people seize the gate. Mianzhou is over!"
"Good, good, good!"
Sun Jianming rolled and crawled towards the steps.
Lao Suntou took two deep breaths and looked at the situation below the tower, feeling immediately chilled in his heart.
Because several convoys collided tonight, most of the garrison soldiers in Mianzhou City were pulled over to work as servants to move the goods.
Therefore, when the Yan cavalry suddenly rushed out, there were actually thousands of Qianguo garrison soldiers numbering several hundred under the city gate!
But these nearly two thousand garrison soldiers have not practiced much at all. They just have a name on the register and can receive a monthly salary for their hard work, but most of their wages are deducted.
In fact, they are more comfortable and skillful with hoes and poles than with knives.
So,
When four hundred barbarian cavalry arrived,
These nearly two thousand garrison soldiers did not play any blocking role at all, and directly blew up the camp!
They saw the blood, they saw the killing, they saw the black armor, the ruthless eyes, and the face of the barbarian,
They collapsed so easily!
They dropped the goods on their shoulders. They no longer paid attention to the shouts of the stewards. They almost instinctively turned their heads towards the city gate and began to escape.
Human instinct tells them that it would be safer to hide in the city!
Old Suntou on the tower looked at the scene happening below,
A sense of despair began to fill my heart.
It was clear that the Yan people's cavalry had not really reached the front, but Da Gan's soldiers had already collapsed!
Old Sun turned his head and glanced at the spear in his hand, and his energy and blood, which had declined with age, began to be mobilized again.
"boom!"
Old Sun slapped his head on the battlements, turned over and jumped off the tower.
The tip of the spear got stuck on the city wall, and as Lao Suntou fell, a string of sparks were drawn.
"Buzz!"
In this way, Lao Suntou came directly to the gate.
When landing,
chest,
Feeling a little depressed,
But he couldn't care less about that.
The spear in his hand was held behind him, and he began to move forward actively.
At the same time shouted:
"Don't run, I will intercept Yan Gou!"
However, the surrounding guards ignored him and continued running towards the city gate.
Among the waves of thousands of people, Lao Sun was the first person to move forward alone. He seemed so lonely, yet helpless.
He was recently demoted to Mianzhou City. His original old subordinates were not here, and he had not yet had time to organize the garrison troops here.
In the past, even if Yangou really came to kill him, he would have the confidence to gather his troops to fight Yangou, but here, he could not mobilize the troops at all.
Besides, can these unarmed people still be called soldiers?
at last,
A barbarian cavalryman at the front of the attack rushed over and chopped down two fleeing garrison soldiers with two swords in a row, just in time to meet Lao Suntou, who was going upstream.
Lao Suntou's qi and blood surged again, and he stabbed out the spear in his hand.
The barbarian soldier blocked with his sword, but his arm was shaken, and the saber in his hand was knocked away by the tip of the opponent's spear.
Lao Suntou moved forward again,
The strength of the eighth-level warrior was accompanied by this spear thrust out again.
"puff!"
The tip of the spear pierced the armor of the barbarian soldier, who looked down in disbelief.
"Yangou, accept your fate!"
Old Suntou let out a low shout,
The spear is raised,
He directly lifted the barbarian soldier off his horse with a spear.
Then he fell hard to the ground on one side.
"boom!"
The barbarian soldier's body struggled on the ground for a few times, then stopped moving as the last twitching ended.
"Buzz!"
Lao Suntou put his spear on the ground.
Take this opportunity to look back.
He was a little surprised to find that the city gate was not closed yet!
It can be seen that someone inside wants to close the city gate, but the collapsed garrison is struggling to stop it. In addition, there are still a lot of goods blocked at the city gate, making it even more difficult to close the city gate.
"Straight thief!"
Old Sun Tou let out a low roar. In his opinion, this was a vanguard force of the Yan Army in front of him, and its purpose was to seize the door. Behind it, there should be a large army of the Yan Army!
If we really continue to delay,
that……
At this moment, more barbarian cavalry approached.
this moment,
Under this Mianzhou City, an extremely strange situation formed.
More than 1000 people crowded at the city gate.
A group of cavalry gradually gathered towards the city gate.
between the two sides,
Mixed in was an old man holding a gun.
This strange situation did not last long, because Zheng Fan's goal was to seize the goal!
The charge of the barbarian cavalry did not stop!
For a moment, nearly ten barbarian cavalry formed a fan-shaped encirclement and rushed towards Lao Suntou.
"Yangou!"
The spear in Lao Suntou's hand danced out again, releasing brown light from his body, which was still attached to his spear.
"boom!"
"boom!"
"boom!"
The spear seemed to turn into a smart dragon and snake. With three horizontal shots, the three barbarian cavalry were knocked off their horses.
Immediately afterwards, they swept down to the ground again. For a while, I don’t know how many legs of the horse were broken by the sweep, and several barbarian soldiers were overturned and dismounted.
Finally, the tip of the spear began to roll the names, with one stroke, one pick, and one stab. With each simple and unpretentious movement, he could stab a barbarian cavalryman.
It didn't take long for the ten barbarian cavalry who had charged up earlier to be swept down by Lao Suntou alone. They were either dead or injured.
However, before Old Suntou could take a breath, the second round of barbarian cavalry charged over again. At the same time, more cavalry were not held back by him alone. Instead, they passed around him one after another, and the target It’s very clear, pointing directly at the city gate!
"Yangou, don't leave!"
Lao Suntou's spear once again knocked over two barbarian cavalry, and he began to retreat quickly while roaring:
"Close the gate!"
Behind the city gate, Sun Jianming led dozens of city guards who were desperately trying to close the city gate, but outside, there were thousands of people pushing in this direction, and the city gate just couldn't be closed!
"boom!"
Lao Suntou shot another barbarian cavalryman down.
For a moment, this old military general of the Qian Kingdom actually gave Zheng Fan the feeling he had when he saw the gate of the Beihou Mansion in Shatuo Que Stone Knocking Town in the past.
But as a ninth-level warrior, Zheng Fan could clearly sense that the opponent's energy and blood were running out.
Maybe the other person was really a master when he was not old, but no one can resist the invasion of time.
Liang Cheng took action. After Lao Suntou dealt with two groups of barbarian cavalry in succession, Liang Cheng rushed over with his horse.
Lao Suntou's spear danced out again and collided with Liang Cheng's knife.
For a moment, Lao Suntou felt his arms sink, his body trembled, and he was unable to stand. At this time, Liang Cheng immediately dismounted from his horse and pounced on Lao Suntou.
Lao Suntou's eyes turned cold, and the spear in his hand was disconnected at this moment, turning into two spear points. One spear held Liang Cheng's knife, and the other spear pierced Liang Cheng's abdomen.
However, the opponent's body was as strong as fine steel, and his sharp spear failed to penetrate the opponent's body. Instead, his wrist made a crisp sound.
The zombies are so powerful and terrifying!
Moreover, Liang Cheng is not just the same Liang Cheng who went to the civilian camp with Zheng Fan to report. After Zheng Fan entered the army, his strength has been further restored. To be precise, his bloodline has also been restored. Received further awakening.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, the knife in Liang Cheng's hand was about to slash at Lao Suntou's neck.
However, at this moment, Lao Suntou suddenly let out a roar, blood overflowed from his eyes, and brown light shone on his body, along with the spear tip that was pressed against Liang Cheng's abdomen. Glossy attached.
"puff!"
The tip of the spear was sent into Liang Cheng's body.
Old Sun gritted his teeth and stared at Liang Cheng with his red eyes.
"Yangou, accept your fate..."
Two barbarian cavalry arrived,
One person on each side,
When the horses roar past,
The two of them bent down together,
knife out,
"puff!"
Lao Suntou, who was in a stalemate with Liang Cheng, couldn't move at all.
next moment,
His head was cut off,
While rolling in the air,
He saw that the city gate behind him was still not closed.
"Snapped!"
The head finally fell to the ground.
Lao Suntou's vision began to blur and darken gradually.
he knows,
Mianzhou City is over;
Simultaneously,
He is also tired.
"Your injury?" Zheng Fan looked at Liang Cheng.
Liang Cheng shook his head and said, "Thank you, Lord, for your concern. It doesn't matter much."
After saying that, Liang Cheng got back on his horse.
At this moment, Zheng Fan saw a barbarian soldier who had been injured and fell to the ground actually walked up to the old man's head, bent down and picked up the old man's head.
Zheng Fan narrowed his eyes and said in rude words:
"What are you doing?"
"Master, he is a real brave man. We barbarians respect brave men, even if he is our enemy."
Zheng Fan nodded and said:
"I order you to take twenty people, bring the injured tribesmen and the bodies of the tribesmen who died in the battle, and wait for us to come back to the slope outside the city where we rested earlier."
"Yes, Master."
Zheng Fan pointed at the old man's body again, "Take his whole body and bury him first. He is from the Qian Kingdom and should be buried here."
"Yes, Master."
Liang Cheng covered his abdomen with one hand and still held the knife in the other, and said:
"Lord, our troops cannot defend this place. The Qianguo people in the city probably thought that we were the vanguard and there was a large army behind us, so they were afraid of being panicked like this. Once they wake up and find out that we are just like this Centaur, maybe..."
"I'm not that naive yet,
But at least, I have to get some souvenirs to prove that I have been here and entered the city! "
Gave an order,
More than three hundred barbarian cavalry, led by Zheng Fan, rushed directly into the city. They did not spread out to plunder, nor did they attempt to occupy the treasury or the warehouse of the trading company in the city. After crushing a few ragtag groups of stragglers on the streets,
The team stopped at the gate of the government office.
Zheng Fan raised his head and glanced at the plaque on the government office.
He said to Liang Cheng beside him:
"Here we go, souvenir shop."
Liang Cheng said:
"But don't let it be another chicken castle."
Zheng Fan immediately glared at him,
Road:
"Shut your crow's mouth!"
(End of this chapter)