Devil’s Advent

Mianzhou City,

government office,

In the back hall, a scene of singing and dancing.

The dancers from Xiahang were graceful, dancing gracefully, with provocative glances, pushing the atmosphere of the banquet to the peak.

There is a jingle in Qianguo, which talks about the four loves of scholars:

The rouge of Xiahang is stained with Jing's pen;

The fine wine of Wuchuan opens the ink of Hengzhou.

The rouge in Xiahang refers to Xiahang beauties. There will never be a place for Xiahang women in the harem of the emperors of the past dynasties.

The contemporary monarch of the Qian Kingdom even accepted the three sisters of the Xiahang Yang family in one fell swoop, which became a good story for a while.

Right now in the hall, all the beauties dancing lightly are from Xiahang. They are a gift from a wealthy gentry from the south of the Yangtze River to the magistrate.

The magistrate of Mianzhou sat in the first seat, and on the left and right sides were the colleagues in Mianzhou City, and in the bottom seat were the generals of Mianzhou City.

It stands to reason that military generals should be respected in frontier towns, civilian officials are in charge of local administration, and military generals are in charge of the army. In order to deal with the main conflicts frequently, military generals will have more say when the military and government are not separated.

This point was thoroughly implemented in Beifeng County of Yan State.

But this is not the country of Yan, this is the country of Qian.

In the eyes of the civil servants of the Qian Kingdom, it is already a shame for them to allow a general to join their banquet.

This general also has a good temper, no one pays attention to him, and he ignores others, drinking his own wine and eating his own food, looking at the dancing girl in front of him.

Without a good temper, how can you still be a general in Qian Country?

He can think about it, because there is a ready-made example by his side. Originally, his boss was also his father-in-law. The old Taishan who brought him up at the beginning, and a Sun family gun made it amazing;

As a result, he was fighting with the civil servants, tossing and tossing, and he became his own subordinate.

Why bother to come, why bother to come.

Attendant General Li Yue squinted and secretly took a look at the prefect sitting in the first seat.

Thinking in his heart, there are more than 60 people in this magistrate, and the group of dancers sent by the southern caravan today will be sent to the magistrate's room at night.

Li Yue shook his head, thinking of the rumors in Mianzhou that he didn't know who leaked the joke...

It is said that our magistrate's kung fu has long been wasted, but a smooth ventriloquist can actually make the faces of so many wives and concubines rosy all the time.

At this point, Li Yue suddenly felt that his tongue was a little sour, and subconsciously raised his wine glass to press it down.

The literati above were singing and dancing, reciting poems and composing Fu, and even put down the desk and started dancing with writing and ink.

Li Yue was still sitting in his seat. No one called him, a big bastard, to come and enjoy books and paintings, and he himself didn't bother to make fun of that.

My older brother-in-law, Sun Jianming, was able to play with those literati, and he was proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

Originally, he could have a bright future. If this military general can understand writing and ink, and can get into the eyes of literati, he will have a broad path in the future. Only after he is regarded by literati as his own family can he be promoted and make a fortune.

It's a pity that Sun Jianming was dragged down by his own father, and he took over his father's class smoothly, so he might not be able to confuse the Sun family with the status of a Confucian general;

But no matter what,

The characteristic of the Sun Family Spear is that a long spear has two heads, which can be stabbed at the front and back;

His own Taishan is the same as the gun passed down by his family. The civil servants were turned into private servants, and the military generals of the frontier army were exposed to serious lack of pay.

Well, there are two main roads, if you don’t choose either, you won’t be able to go to the sky, you can only be photographed on the ground.

Fortunately, Li Yue himself is not very utilitarian. In this life, he is already satisfied with being a general, and he didn't expect to climb any higher.

After reading it almost, Li Yue got up and said goodbye to the magistrate.

The magistrate and a group of literati are preparing to take powder. This is the highlight of every banquet of the literati in Qianguo. Everyone took out their own high-grade five-stone powder to communicate with each other, and then took it at the same time.

At this moment, who would want to talk to a vulgar general, the magistrate just waved his hand to indicate that he knew.

Li Yue didn't look annoyed, he greeted the others one by one, and left the hall by himself. Before the others could go out, he heard the sound of singing from behind.

Looking back, I saw that the skins of those civil servants and refined scholars were already red, some were singing to their heart's content, some were stripping and dancing, and even, they directly embraced the dancers beside them and began to force them...

Ah……

Li Yue snorted disdainfully and continued walking outside.

After eating and drinking enough, his face was hot, Li Yue took his horse from the servant's hand, turned over, his body shook for a while, and almost fell off.

This time, he woke up most of his wine, took a deep breath, and looked back at the two stone lions at the gate of the mansion.

He~~tui!

A mouthful of thick phlegm was spit on the stone lion by Li Yue.

Of course, he only dared to do this.

At that moment, he lay down on the horseback, and said to his family beside him:

go home……

Just as he was about to take a nap on the horseback, there was an extremely noisy sound in front of him.

What's the matter?

Li Yue raised his head and squinted his eyes to look forward. He saw many people running, screaming and running.

They, what are they shouting?

Li Yue asked the servants around him.

There was already a look of disbelief on the servant's face,

Turning his head, he looked at his drunken master lying on the horseback,

With a cry:

They are shouting, shouting, the Yan people are calling, the Yan people are calling!

Plop!

Li Yue fell off his horse,

head on the ground,

He fell directly and fainted!

…………

Ulla!!!!!!

Ulla!!!!!!

These Mao-style charge slogans made Zheng Fan very unhappy, always feeling full of disobedience, but now is not the time to stop and teach everyone to learn the slogans again.

The cavalry has accelerated, the momentum has risen,

under,

Only indomitable!

The horseshoes are like thunder, this is different from dealing with the group 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 gets closer, as the figure in front gets closer, and as the city wall in front gets closer, Zheng Fan feels that the blood in his body is heating up, and even going to burn. !

Excited,

Zheng Fan also shouted:

Ulla!

The stewards of the several caravans at the city gate were stunned for the first time, they couldn't figure out what happened.

Even, many people in the shanty town came out of their homes to watch the excitement.

The soldier who was carrying the goods continued to carry the goods on his body stupidly, looking at the cavalry galloping towards him with a dazed gaze.

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 the horses or cut down with a saber.

There were screams one after another at the entrance of the North Gate.

finally,

Someone who understands finally realizes what's going on,

screamed:

The Yan people are calling!

…………

Father, which town's cavalry is that? How domineering!

Sun Jianming pointed to the cavalry in front and said.

The old grandson's breathing suddenly stagnated,

gasp,

With one foot stomping on the ground,

shouted:

That's not our cavalry, not our cavalry!

Of course it's not the cavalry from our Mianzhou City. The cavalry from our Mianzhou City have been used as mules and horses a long time 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,

at the same time,

When the charging cavalry began to slay the people outside the city, it proved this possibility for him.

Is it Yan people?

Is it really Yan people?

It's the Yan people!!!!

The last sentence was called out by Sun Jianming.

The old grandson kicked the spear with his toes, and the spear bounced, and he held it in his hand. He untied the thick cloth wrapped around the spear and shouted at his son:

Go down quickly and order the gate guards to close the gate, the Yan people are trying to seize the gate!

Yan Ren actually came...

Seeing that his son was still standing here in a daze, the old grandson kicked his head.

boom!

Sun Jianming was kicked to the ground, and only then recovered from the previous shock.

Go down and close the city gate, if the Yan people take the gate, Mianzhou will be finished!

Good, good, good!

Sun Jianming scrambled and ran towards the steps.

Old Sun took two deep breaths, looking at the situation below the tower, his heart immediately felt cold.

Because several convoys collided with each other tonight, most of the soldiers in Mianzhou City were pulled over as servants to carry goods.

Because of this, when the Yan people's cavalry suddenly rushed out, there were actually thousands of large and hundreds of Qianguo garrison soldiers under the city gate!

But these nearly 2,000 garrison soldiers have never practiced much at ordinary times, but with a name on the register, they can receive a monthly salary for their hard work but have to deduct more than half of their food and wages.

Even, they are more comfortable and proficient with hoes and poles than with knives.

So,

When four hundred barbarian cavalry arrived,

These nearly two thousand garrison soldiers did not have the slightest blocking effect at all, and directly bombed the camp!

They saw the blood, they saw the murder, they saw the black armor, the ruthless eyes, and the face of the barbarian,

They just collapsed so simply!

They dropped the cargo on their shoulders, ignored the shouts of the stewards, and almost instinctively turned their heads towards the city gate and began to flee.

Human instinct told them that it would be safer to hide in the city!

The old grandson on the tower looked at the scene below,

A sense of despair began to fill my heart.

Obviously, the cavalry of the Yan people hadn't really reached the front, but the soldiers of the big gang had already collapsed first!

The old grandson turned his head and glanced at the long spear in his hand, and the blood that 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 with the fall of Old Sun's head, a string of sparks was drawn.

Buzz!

In this way, Lao Suntou came directly to the tower,

when landing,

chest,

A little bit suffocated,

But he can't care about these anymore.

The spear in his hand was held behind him, and the whole person began to move forward actively,

At the same time shouted:

Don't run, Suiben will stop Yangou!

However, the guards around him ignored him at all and continued to run towards the city gate.

In the waves of thousands of people, Lao Suntou was advancing alone. He seemed so lonely, but he was helpless.

He was relegated to Mianzhou City only recently, the original old subordinates were not here, and he hadn't had time to tidy up the guards here.

If it was 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 can't mobilize troops at all.

Besides, can these unarmed people still be called soldiers?

finally,

A barbarian cavalry in front of the fight rushed over, chopped down two fleeing soldiers twice in a row, and happened to meet the old grandson who was going upstream.

The Qi and blood in Lao Sun's body were stimulated again, and the spear in his hand stabbed directly.

The barbarian blocked with a knife, but his arm trembled, and the saber in his hand was thrown flying by the opponent's spear.

The old grandson moved forward again,

The power of the eighth-rank martial artist stabbed out again with this long spear.

puff!

The point of the spear pierced through the armor of the barbarian, and the barbarian looked down in disbelief.

Yangou, take your life!

The old grandson let out a low cry,

spear raised,

Pick up the barbarian directly from the horse with a long spear,

Then he fell hard to the ground on one side.

boom!

The barbarian's body struggled a few times on the ground, and after the last convulsion ended, he stopped moving.

Buzz!

The old grandson leaned his spear on the ground,

Take this opportunity to look back.

He was a little surprised to find that the city gate hadn't been closed yet!

It can be seen that someone inside wants to close the city gate, but the collapsed guards are trying their best to stop it. In addition, there are still a lot of goods blocked at the gate of the city, so it is even more difficult to close the gate.

Straight girl thief!

Lao Sun let out a low growl. From his point of view, this is a vanguard force of the Yan army, and its purpose is to seize the door. Behind, there should be an army of the Yan army!

If you really continue to delay,

That……

Just then, more barbarian cavalry approached.

this moment,

Under the city of Mianzhou, a very strange situation has formed,

More than a thousand people squeezed at the gate of the city,

A cavalry gradually gathered towards the city gate,

between the two sides,

There was an old man with a gun.

This weird situation didn't last long, because Zheng Fan's goal was to win the door!

The charge of the barbarian cavalry did not stop!

All of a sudden, nearly ten barbarian cavalry rode their horses towards Lao Suntou in a fan-shaped encirclement.

Swallow dog!

The spear in the old grandson's hand danced out again, and brown light was released from his body, and the light was still attached to his spear.

boom!

boom!

boom!

The spear turned into a nimble dragon snake. With three horizontal shots, the three barbarian cavalry were directly thrown off their horses.

Immediately afterwards, it swept across the ground again. For a while, it was unknown how many legs of the horse were broken, and several barbarians were overturned and dismounted.

In the end, the tip of the spear began to roll the roll, with one swipe, one pick, one stab, the simple and unpretentious movements, every time it was done, it could stab a barbarian cavalry.

It didn't take long for the ten barbarian cavalrymen who charged up earlier to be swept down by Lao Suntou alone, either dead or injured.

However, before Old Sun could catch his breath, the second round of barbarian cavalry charged over again. At the same time, more cavalry were not held back by him alone, but circled around him one after another. The target It is very clear, pointing directly at the city gate!

Yangou, don't go!

The old grandson's spear once again overturned the two barbarian cavalry, and his figure began to retreat rapidly, roaring at the same time:

Close the city 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 towards this side. The city gate just couldn't be closed!

boom!

Lao Sun shot again, stabbing a barbarian cavalryman.

For a moment, this old military general of the Qian Kingdom actually gave Zheng Fan the feeling he had when he saw Sha Tuo Que Shi knocking on the gate of the Beihou Mansion in the past.

But Zheng Fan, a rank nine martial artist, could already clearly sense that the opponent's blood was about to be exhausted.

Maybe the other party was indeed a master when he was not aging, but no one can resist the invasion of time.

Liang Cheng made a move. After Lao Suntou dealt with two groups of barbarian cavalry in a row, Liang Cheng rode his horse and rushed over.

Old Suntou's spear swung out again and collided with Liang Cheng's knife.

For a moment, Old Sun Tou only felt his arms sink and his figure tremble, but he couldn't stop. At this moment, Liang Cheng jumped off his horse and rushed towards Old Sun Tou.

The old grandson's eyes turned cold, and the spear in his hand broke off at this moment, turning into two spear points. One spear held Liang Cheng's knife, and the other pierced Liang Cheng's abdomen.

However, the opponent's physique was like fine steel, and my sharp spear failed to penetrate the opponent's body, but my wrist made a crisp sound instead.

The body of the zombie is strong and terrifying!

Besides, Liang Cheng is not just the Liang Cheng who went to the civilian camp to report with Zheng Fan at the beginning. After Zheng Fan entered the product, his strength has also been further restored. To be precise, his bloodline is also got further awakening.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the knife in Liang Cheng's hand was about to strike the old grandson's neck.

However, at this moment, the old grandson suddenly let out a roar, blood overflowed from his eye sockets, and the brown light flourished on his body, and even the tip of the spear that was touching Liang Cheng's abdomen was also at this moment. It is glossy attached.

puff!

The tip of the gun was sent into Liang Cheng's body.

The old grandson gritted his teeth, staring at Liang Cheng with red eyes,

Yangou, take your life...

Two barbarian horsemen killed,

one side,

When the horses roared by,

The two bow down together,

knife out,

puff!

The old grandson who was in a stalemate with Liang Cheng couldn't move at all.

next moment,

His head was chopped off,

tumbling in the air,

He saw that the city gate behind him was still not closed.

Snapped!

The head finally fell to the ground.

The old grandson's vision gradually blurred and darkened.

he knows,

Mianzhou City is over;

at the same time,

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 finishing speaking, Liang Cheng got on his horse again.

At this moment, Zheng Fan saw a barbarian soldier who had been injured and fell to the ground walk up to the old man's head, bent down and hugged the old man's head.

Zheng Fan narrowed his eyes, and said in brutal words:

What are you doing?

Master, he is a real brave man. We barbarians respect the brave man, even if he is our enemy.

Zheng Fan nodded and said:

I order you to take twenty people and bring the wounded and dead bodies of the clansmen to the slope outside the city where we rested and wait for us to come back.

Obey, master.

Zheng Fan pointed to the old man's body again, Take his whole body and bury him first. He is from Qianguo, so he should be buried here.

Yes, master.

Liang Cheng covered his abdomen with one hand and still held the knife in the other, and said:

My lord, our troops can't hold this place. The people in the city probably thought we were the vanguard and there was a large army behind, so they were afraid to panic to this extent. Once they wake up and find that we Centaur, maybe...

I'm not that naive yet,

But at least, get some souvenirs to prove that I have been here, into the city!

at one command,

More than 300 barbarian cavalry rushed into the city directly under the leadership of Zheng Fan. They did not disperse to plunder, nor did they attempt to occupy the treasury or the warehouses of the commercial firms in the city.

The team stopped at the gate of the government office.

Zheng Fan raised his head, glanced at the plaque on the government office,

To Liang Cheng beside him, he said:

Here we go, the souvenir shop.

Liang Cheng opened the mouth and said:

Just don't be another chicken burg.

Zheng Fan glared at him immediately,

road:

Shut your crow's mouth!