Nightfall Chapter 88: The Battle of Chengjing (Part 2)

The archway at the corner of the street collapsed.

Immediately afterwards, several adjacent commercial buildings collapsed one after another. The smoke and dust are overwhelming. Countless bricks and wood blocks, piled up like a hill, blocked the retreat of Long Street.

The anxiety and horror on the face of the prairie cavalry general's face turned hideous. Holding a machete, he looked at Tang Jun who was still maintaining the charging position and stopped retreating.

The black prairie cavalry will no longer retreat.

On the chaotic street, more stumbling ropes suddenly appeared, entwining the hoof of Datang Zhongqi.

Tang Qi fell heavily to the ground, his heavy armor collided with the hard ground, making a dull sound, and blood flowing from the gray armor.

In the buildings on both sides of the street, more Yan Jun appeared, and they started shooting arrows at Tang Jun. Arrow Rain suddenly became violent, and Tang Qi's armor edge shot several feather arrows at the same time.

From time to time, buildings collapsed and lay across the street, becoming an insurmountable obstacle for heavy cavalry. There were cavalrymen and their mounts, the entire collapsed building was buried, and they could no longer stand up.

This is indeed an ambush.

But it was not the joint ambush of the Tang and Yan troops on the steppe cavalry.

It was an ambush by the Yan army and the prairie cavalry against the Tang army.

Datang Xuanjia heavy riding, invincible in the world.

Can you still be invincible today?

The general Tang Jun looked at the falling subordinates, his voice was as cold as snow on Minshan, looked at the Yan army on both sides of the street and the prairie cavalry on the opposite side, and said: "Kill them all, we will Can go out."

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Ambushes are happening all over the city.

Tang Jun suffered an extremely heavy blow, but they still charged fearlessly, with the anger of being betrayed, and the grief of their fellow sacrifices, brandishing the Pu knife in their hands, piercing the spear in their hands, and continuing to charge. .

The army front camp on the northeast side is facing the toughest situation on the long street, with the largest number of enemies, the enemies that are coming like a tide. Those prairie barbarians with terrifying shooting skills, it seems that they can't kill them no matter how.

But where is there an enemy in the world that can't be killed?

All Tang Qi has a belief, just like the general said, as long as we kill all these enemies in front of us, then we can naturally go out.

The stern sound of fighting and dull clashing sounded constantly on the long street, like the tide of prairie cavalry and Yan army. Tang Qi was actually abruptly afraid of being killed. A gap appeared in the wide area where the two streets intersect.

The Fengying general handed Pudao who had cut the gap to his left hand, and said in a deep voice, "Continue to charge!"

Just rush out of Long Street. Yan Guo could no longer organize an effective interception, so he could lead the children back through the East City Gate according to the general's military plan.

He didn't look back. I also know that he has more than a thousand heavy cavalry, and now only less than half are left.

This is the heaviest blow suffered by the Great Tang Xuanjia Heavy Cavalry in decades. But he was not sad, because he believed that every cavalry under his command had killed at least several times his enemy before he died.

That's enough.

This way you can stand up and go back proudly.

The Fengying general lifted the rein of the horse, moved the horse forward, and slashed it down. Cut a prairie cavalry in half from the sword to the body, then went through the rain of blood and violently moved forward.

Suddenly, his injured right hand holding Ma Zheng became a little stiff.

The rider, already a little tired, stopped.

The hundreds of Datang cavalry behind him also became quiet.

The prairie cavalry had already been killed by them, and the formation was in a mess. Scattered on the side.

However, the previous gap that seemed to allow Tang Qi to leave was filled by cavalry.

The cavalry also wore black armor, but compared with Tang Qi, those armors were painted with complicated golden runes, which made them more eye-catching in the night. Brighter.

In the world, there are only two types of cavalry qualified to be compared with the Tang Xuanjia heavy cavalry.

One is the elite cavalry directly under the Golden Tent King Court.

Another type is the guardian cavalry of Xiling Temple.

There is even a rumor that the temple guardian cavalry is invincible.

Countless years. Probably to avoid disturbing the emperor of the world, the number of guard cavalry in Xiling Temple was strictly controlled within a thousand horses.

However, it now appears that this is clearly a claim that Xiling Temple deceived the world.

Because at this time, the number of guard cavalry at the Xiling Temple across the Long Street has exceeded Qianqi.

Fengying general squinted slightly, lifted his visor, and looked across the long street.

He wiped the blood off his face, was silent for a long time, and then suddenly laughed.

"I want to prove one thing in my life, you Xiling cavalry, only ration us riding boots. I didn't expect that before I died, we would have such an opportunity."

The general Fengying laughed gradually, and slowly raised his Pu Dao, and said: "Who wants to kill with me?"

Hundreds of Tang Qi behind him responded in unison, without fear, only the intent to fight to death.

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In the restaurant.

Xian Zhilang looked at the city at night, holding the cool railing tightly with both hands, his knuckles were slightly white.

He narrowed his eyes, was silent for a moment, his right hand gradually loosened, and his fingers tapped on the railing in sequence.

When he hit the ring finger, he stopped hitting, and then he issued three military orders.

"Feng camp disperses, the ban on entering the homes is annulled, killing people at will, and staying until dawn."

"Each battalion rushed to the east gate within half an hour, and the route and tactics were opposite to the pre-war arrangement."

"Guard Camp, follow me to the palace."

The officers and messengers in the restaurant were stunned for a moment before they started to separate.

With Tang Jun's quality, there shouldn't be this moment of stagnation, but Xian Zhilang's three military orders require time for them to digest.

Let the front battalion disperse, that is to send them to death, to buy time for the rest of the cavalry battalion to escape.

"We have already lost."

Xian Zhilang looked at the people and said, "Then you will lose more beautifully. If there are still alive among you after this battle, remember to bring a word to the princess. This defeat lies in the word trust. Tang, then Datang can no longer trust anyone except the Tang people."

After saying this, he glanced at the Yan general.

That general Yan is one of the most important generals in the country, otherwise he would not be eligible to appear here.

The Yan general smiled miserably and committed suicide with a knife.

Xian Zhilang walked down the restaurant.

Dozens of Tang Jun with simple swords walked out of the night and stared at the surroundings vigilantly. They knew very well that since they were in the middle, the general must be the first person the enemy had to get rid of.

But Xian Zhilang didn't want to wait to be killed by the Yan people.

His third military order has already indicated his choice.

He will take the guards to the palace to the east.

He is going to see Prince Chongming.

Either kill the opponent, or be killed by the opponent.

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