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Li Zhu stared at Huang Yao for a long time.

Speaking of which, he had been parted from this tired little guy for a long time, and he only remembered that on the day this stubborn kid left Jianye, he swore viciously to his grandfather: "If I can't do anything, I will never come back in this life."

Looking at it now, he really looks like the young and handsome man of Jingwu. Although the wind and frost at the border made him look darker, he is much stronger and more mature, and he can even stand on his own.

"You don't need both." He laughed suddenly, and walked all the way behind Huang Yao. After a few crisp sounds, the pig iron shackles fell to the ground.

Huang Yao rubbed his wrists suspiciously, his eyes never left Li Zhu's body, he seemed to feel something in his heart, so he didn't ask directly, but wanted to wait for Li Zhu to speak by himself.

"We need to work together." Li Zhu's words seemed to light up a round of morning sun in the night, and the golden sunlight immediately sprinkled on Huang Yao's shoulders trembling with excitement.

Chapter 794 "Double Wall"

There were severely damaged houses everywhere, and the flames crazily devoured those houses, and the beams that had persisted for a long time finally collapsed, causing several exclamations.

The people who had no time to evacuate to a safer place stood outside the house. They looked old and weak at first glance, and their clothes were soaked. Although they surrounded each other, the cold rain that fell mercilessly wiped out This trace of warmth.

Abu didn't know if it was the wound on his body that was hurting, even though he had wiped his cheek slightly and put on a new armor.

However, not only did the inner clothes not have time to change, but because they were stained with blood, they stuck to his ruptured wound stickily.

He frowned, stopped his horse with one hand, and asked his subordinates to call the local chief who was leading people to put out the fire and asked, "Why haven't these people been arranged to take refuge?"

The chief officer's name is Xiao Yi, and Abu has met him several times.

But today even he can hardly tell from the crowd that this embarrassed and old man is actually a young official in his prime and full of vigor.

Xiao Yi didn't remember how many buckets of water he carried, and his hands were already peeled off by the flames. The pain was unbearable, but he still straightened his waist and saluted: "Several groups of people have been taken away. Willing to take refuge."

"Not willing? Why?"

"This lower official asked, and they said that their relatives were all dead, and their homes were burned by the rebels, and it was not known whether Jianye City could be saved tonight, so they didn't plan to take refuge. If the rebels killed Here, they simply fight with them... To be honest, the lower officials also have the same idea."

Probably in order to show his heroism, Xiao Yi straightened his chest vigorously, but unfortunately the emaciation of the civil servant made such an action ridiculous.

Hearing this answer, Abu was silent for a long time, and then said: "If you can persuade them, try your best to persuade them to leave. Even if they die, we soldiers should die first. We are not finished, and it is not the turn of the people to replace us... ..."

His voice stopped abruptly.

The whole city was in chaos tonight, and he had already tried his best to defend those passes and prevent the living corpses from rushing in.

If it hadn't been for the "righteous people" with pitchforks and hoes who had no battle experience to block the gap at the critical moment, his carefully built defense line would have already fallen.

Can Jianye survive tonight?

He actually didn't know, but he only felt that the responsibilities on his shoulders were heavier, and his back began to bend a little. If he could, he even wanted to fall to the ground and fall into a deep sleep immediately, even if the horse hooves of the Qingzhou Ghost rode his whole body into pieces. The skeleton doesn't want to get up either.

The team behind him was also not much better than him. The long-term battle made these soldiers exhausted, and the rest time after the rotation was only enough for them to take a nap.

Surprisingly, none of these soldiers complained, but each of them held the weapons in their hands and followed the formation closely.

"Excellent." Looking at the long line, Xiao Yi also expressed his admiration, and even asked Abu to join the army on the battlefield.

It's a pity that Abu saw that he was really not a soldier, and finally stopped this sour literati's "heart to serve the country" with "this place is also a battlefield".

Then go to another battlefield.

Abu glanced back, and knew that there were only 5000 people he could move. Judging from the information he received, Huang Yao's troops had fallen, and the palace was exposed to the iron hooves of Qingzhou Ghost Riders almost as if the gate had been opened.

Does this count as fighting alone?

Abu gave a wry smile, but speeded up, leading the team towards the most severe battle situation.

Moths to the flame?But this is his duty, if he doesn't go, who else can go?

What he didn't realize was that just behind him, those veterans who had originally doubted him were silent, looking at his back with reverent eyes.

But before going too far, everyone felt the ground was shaking, and every vibration was like an electric current poking directly into their hearts from the soles of their feet.

"General!" Veteran Shan Ming approached Abu, and saw Abu raised a hand, and the whole army stopped moving.

"Very close..." Abu whispered.

There are only two cavalry in Jianye City, one is an old army that has long been broken and unable to fight, and the other...

"It's such a coincidence." Abu clenched the halberd in his hand. He had already named the halberd "Fang Tian", which means square inch of heaven and earth, and he also hoped that the halberd could be like an iron wall. , so that the enemy cannot advance an inch.

"That's right, encounters in this world are always so unexpected." Abu burst out laughing, and then he sank into his dantian, roaring like thunder throughout the army, "Array! Prepare to resist the cavalry attack!"

The horn whimpered, and it awoke the drums, and shook the raindrops on the drums, bang bang bang bang bang, as if in response to the rising and falling hooves.

Thousands of people can't easily spread out in such a crowded street, but these soldiers who are no strangers to street fighting have consciously entered their proper positions, looking orderly.

Not long after the formation was formed, the neighing of the horses pierced through the wind and rain, first a few horse heads, then their strong bodies, then a dozen, twenty...

Qingzhou ghost riders appeared one by one in the rain. The ghost masks on their faces made them look like hundreds of ghosts parading at night, wrapping the wind and rain, rushing towards this side.

The first person didn't wear a mask, showing a young and handsome face, wearing a serious armor, a blood-stained spear pointed at the ground obliquely, and fell along with the horse's back.

Of course Abu knew this young man, and even from a long time ago, he and this man were privately called the "double walls" of Taixuetang.

It is not a perfect match, but a cliff.

As Sun Qing was the most outstanding member of the family, no one doubted that he would achieve great achievements in the future and represent the power of the gentry to occupy a place in the Jingwu Dynasty.

And Abu was born in a poor family, and he was a student of the Taixue Academy that Zhuge Wanling valued, so he was naturally marked as a promising seedling of the Zhuge faction.

The two of them are like cliffs, one side will be the top of the mountain and be blessed with the beauty of the world, and the other side will be backed by a deep valley. One day, one of them will inevitably fall into the abyss in the struggle.

In order to stand shoulder to shoulder with Sun Qing, it can be said that Abu did not work hard, otherwise it would be impossible to enter the realm of junior master at such an age, but if compared with Sun Qing in everything, it is still quite bleak.

Even today, he still doesn't think he can beat Sun Qing in any way.

But so what?

Even though he has never won, but in today's game, he is invincible... he would rather die.

"Raise the spear!" Abu roared like a tiger.

The military exercises of the past are vivid, and he is still on the defensive side. In front of him, there are thousands of soldiers who dare to die!

The veteran beside him looked calm, and steadily raised the flag that symbolized Jingwu, it was fighting against the wind and rain, and it was buzzing.

In the first contact with each other, the two sides hardly greeted each other, let alone met and saluted each other with sympathy, but just bumped into each other in silence.

Qingzhou Ghost Riders are not cavalry who are good at charging into battle, but in the streets of the city, the space for dodging and maneuvering is naturally limited too much, and it is naturally difficult to bypass this line of defense.

Such a simple truth, Abu knows, how can Sun Qing not know?

So he chose the most violent offensive from the very beginning, the purpose is to break the trick with force, to tear apart Abu's array before the infantry has reacted, and forcibly seize the chance of victory!

With a bang, the shield soldiers in the front row couldn't support this huge force, and a huge hole was directly punched open. The strong horseshoes trampled around in the crowd, and some people directly fell under the impact. flew up.

Of course, the Qingzhou ghost riders were not having a good time. At the first moment of the collision, many war horses were directly stabbed in the chest. Amidst the mournful neighing, these carefully raised and excellent war horses fell to the ground with blood flowing all over the ground. .

However, the Qingzhou Ghost Riders rolled on the ground very sensitively before their horses fell to the ground, and were not overwhelmed by their own horses. At the same time, they threw away the long spears in their hands, drew their waist knives and started fighting on foot.

The Qingzhou Ghost Riders who were still sitting on their horses still held their spears and advanced well-trained, attacking the infantry's main line in turn, turning the front line of the infantry into a scarlet hell...

Chapter 795 "Fang Tian"

On one side are the miscellaneous troops who have been exhausted from fighting for a long time, and on the other side are the Jingwu elite who have recharged their batteries and brought a big victory. Such a gap in strength cannot be made up by relying on bravery and determination.

Abu's eyes were red, and he also knew how much loss his regretful behavior would bring to his side.

But if he didn't, he couldn't stop the cavalry who came and went like the wind, and the palace, which symbolized Zhuge Wanling's safety, would be directly exposed to the iron hooves.

"Let go!" The old and new generals yelled in unison, and the trembling arrows on the strings rose into the sky again, like gray crows swarming towards the enemy in the dark night.

There was a piercing sound, and there was a commotion in the Qingzhou Ghost Rider's army, and many cavalry fell off their horses because of the force of the arrow.

But more Qingzhou Ghost Riders remained silent. Holding weapons in their hands, they sat on their horses in full outfit, allowing their hard cowhide armor to withstand the damage of the rain of arrows, waiting for the moment when they charged.

After three rounds of charging, nearly 600 infantrymen on Abu's side had died in battle, while the Qingzhou Ghost Riders' losses were less than half of the infantry's, and their momentum was like a rainbow, and they continued to move forward!

"I can't retreat! Even if it takes your life, you have to push me up! Look at my back! If I retreat one after another, then take a knife and kill me!"

Abu looked forward, passed through the chaotic battle formation, and saw a student from the Taixue School who was fighting hard in the infantry battle formation. His name was Zhong Ming.

Abu still remembers that Zhong Ming was a very shy person in the Imperial Academy. Once he said that the reason why he changed his name to Zhong Ming was that he wanted to live a life of Zhong Ming in the future. Children don't have to beg for food on the street like he did back then.

At that time, he was still ridiculed by many people. The children of the aristocratic family said that he was overreaching, and the children of the humble family said that he was only seeking profit and insulting the gentlemen.

But this time he yelled so loudly, like an angry lion. Even though he had been stabbed three times and was bleeding everywhere, he still stepped on the corpse of his colleague and climbed up, slashing at the Qingzhou Ghost Rider in front of him.

But soon, his figure was submerged, like an ant in a flood, it just disappeared in a breath.

Besides him, there are many people, many acquaintances.

Abu clenched his fists tightly, his nails deeply embedded in his palm, a slippery and warm liquid slowly flowed down the cracks of his fingers, and dripped onto the slate floor that was drenched by wind and rain.

"General, the children won't be able to hold on to this consumption." Shan Ming carried a Jingwu banner in his hand as strong as a gun in the wind and rain, but the slightly swaying corner made people feel his mood.

He was already in his early fifties this year, and he never looked down on those young recruits before, and even called these youngsters contemptuously, but tonight he witnessed this tragic battle with his own eyes, and knew how these young people fought bravely.

But because of this, he felt even more distressed. Those who are fighting ahead, whether they are young people who are determined to serve the country, or those students who have studied in the Imperial Academy for many years, they are the future of Jingwu.

Their lives are far heavier than they imagined.

"I know." Abu replied, as if convincing himself, "I know."

But he still didn't order to change formation, but just watched Sun Qing keep rushing in, like a sharp awl, constantly moving forward, piercing the entire central army.

If we talk about tactics, there is no more stupid tactics than this one, but the people in it are so heroic, as if they would rather turn it into firewood and add a flame to it.

Some people feel out of breath.

Abu also felt that it was difficult to breathe, so he let out a low roar from his throat.

But Qingzhou Ghost Riders are still moving forward, and even, because they broke through the most stubborn layer of resistance, the pace of advancement has become smoother and invincible.

Sun Qing frowned slightly, and looked at the tall figure of Abu in the darkness in the distance.

"Is it on purpose?"

It's true that the Qingzhou ghost riders are tearing through the infantry's defense line and moving forward gradually, but the infantry on both sides not only did not collapse, but squeezed towards the middle.

What's more, the infantry who came around from other alleys have gradually appeared in the streets and alleys.

Surrounded.

This scene reminded him of the military exercise held under the Jingwu city wall, nearly three years have passed since today.

Abu used the same tactic as last time, but what he could feel was that his tactic was far more proficient than last time, even Sun Qing couldn't detect it at the first time, and even thought that Abu was trying to resist his offensive.

"It seems that you have grown a lot in the past two years." After a brief surprise, Sun Qing not only did not panic, but showed a smile.

Defeating a cowardly and sneaky mouse was not what he wanted, but now that he met an opponent worthy of seriousness, how could he not feel happy in his heart?

"Follow me forward!" Sun Qing opened his mouth, exhaling a thick and substantial breath, and a long howl shocked the three armies even more.

It was still the same fighting method as before, and it was still the same front and arrow formation, but this time he was leading Jingwu's most elite Qingzhou ghost cavalry.

What he wanted was to prove to the people and his father once again that no one in the younger generation could resist his sharpness in this way.

Abu was not surprised.

Because even he has to admit that among the young generation of Jingwu, Sun Qing is the one who is most qualified to be proud, not because of his family background, but because of his talent far beyond others and his unimaginable hard work.

Yes, work hard.

This is something that no one from a poor family in the Taixuetang knows.

They all thought that the reason why Sun Qing was so powerful was because of his background and the fact that he had countless pills to help him build a solid foundation since he was a child.

But Abu saw with his own eyes that Sun Qing had been honing his physique from morning to night in that independent practice room until his fists were bloody, but he still reluctantly put on cloth belts.

It was also from that time that Abramovich even began to admire this man, his pride, and the sacrifice he made to maintain his pride.

If it were not on the battlefield today, the two might have had an in-depth conversation, but at such a moment, all words are not as direct as swords.

Abu believes that he has never been a person who admits defeat, and there is also pride in his bones, like a flowing flame, which can erupt like a volcano with just one opportunity.

"Change!" Abu suddenly clamped his horse's belly, and rushed forward before Shan Ming could intercept him.

Infantry changes!From being forced to resist, to squeezing from both sides!

And Abu galloped forward, and a halberd dragged a deep water mark on the wet ground.

King to King.

Last time he was forced to confront Sun Qing, but this time he took the initiative to seek a chance to fight Sun Qing to the death.

The enemy is strong and we are weak, avoiding the real and creating the weak.If you can't avoid it, you will die and live later!