Vendetta

In the dark night, the wind is rumbling, rolling stones are falling from the city wall, the sound of swords and swords is heard endlessly, and the flames are raging, lighting up the long silent night of the desert.

After a night of fierce fighting, white belly appeared in the sky, and the night finally ushered in the dawn. Poria's silver armor was covered with blood, the blood stains were either deep or shallow. He hadn't slept all night, and his face was gray. The Dragon Tooth Knife in his hand was still clean and clear.

The Hu people fought hard all night, but they still didn't break through the city gate. At this moment, the offensive was a little weaker, and Fu Ling raised his head. At this time, the sky was full of rays, and the sun was rising in the east.

The attackers were all infantry, and the barbarians' iron cavalry rested overnight in the rear, ready to go.

"Our army has a total of 230 casualties, and the Hu people estimate it at [-]." Ding Huai, whose white clothes were also stained with blood, approached Fuling and said, "When the sun is fully up, there will be another battle." It's a hard fight, and the battle situation is... very unfavorable for us."

Fifty thousand versus eighty thousand is not only an unequal number of people, they clearly realized in the battle last night that what was even more unequal was the combat power.

The Central Plains army, which is not acclimatized to the environment, is not like the Rouran Sixteenth Division and the Turks, who were born to gallop on horseback. Moreover, the Fuling army was born in peace. Except for the garrison in the suburbs of Beijing, the rest are all What is the difference between recruits and recruits who are patched together and have never been on a real battlefield?

Ding Huai's folding fan could no longer see its original appearance, and it suddenly turned into a fan of blood. He smiled wryly and shook his head: "Born in sorrow, die in peace, this sentence is absolutely true."

After 20 years of comfortable life in the Central Plains, I have forgotten that the former emperors rode across the northwest on iron cavalry. The yellow sand was full of battles, the golden armor was shining, the city was as solid as gold, and no one dared to invade.

Now only half of the monument remains, buried by yellow sand.

"It's hard to win but you have to win. Not only do I want to keep them from entering the city, but I also want to beat them so that they never dare to invade again!" Fu Ling said firmly, "Have you got rich and rich yet?"

Ding Huai said: "It has come in from behind the city."

Fu Ling nodded, and the barbarians in the city dispersed and began to retreat, ready to cease fighting.

Ding Huai said: "They will make a comeback soon."

Qiu Yi took a steamed bun, stuffed it into Fu Ling's hand, and asked, "How fast?"

Fu Ling took the steamed bun, took a bite, and frowned: "In less than half an hour...the cavalry behind didn't disperse at all."

"How many of our cavalry are there?" Qiu Yi looked at Xu Tong, somewhat incomprehensible, and asked, "Mr. Xu, the barbarians didn't come in. Your legs have been shaking all night, right?"

Xu Tong was frightened all night, and he was still a little trembling when he spoke: "Now there are 260 soldiers in the city, and only... less than [-] cavalry."

Fu Ling asked, "It's less than [-], how much is it?"

Xu Tong wiped off his sweat and stammered, "Eighteen thousand..."

"The cavalry I brought here is [-], and the [-] cities in the northwest only have [-] cavalry?" Fu Ling suddenly raised her head, almost choking to death on the half of the remaining steamed buns, "If the imperial court doesn't send anyone, Are you all planning to surrender?"

Xu Tong hurriedly shook his head: "No, no, the cavalry is really exhausted, and the city has been peaceful for so many years. It is inevitable that the defense of the city will be a little lax..."

Qiu Yi yelled: "What the hell is 'Xiao Xiao' slack?"

"Okay, now go to the city to look for horses, fat, thin, short, as long as they are horses." After thinking for a while, Fu Ling compromised: "In addition to horses, donkeys, mules, camels, cattle, sheep and pigs can ride horses." No matter how bad it is, let the infantry in the back put sacks and step on stools, stand as high as the cavalry, in short, to meet the enemy in an hour, our cavalry will not be less than the barbarians!"

Xu Tong was startled, and said: "Marshal, can this, this be done? We need to open the city gate to meet the enemy, just in case..."

"What's in case? There is no eventuality," Fu Ling said, "The grain and grass were intercepted in the south of the Yangtze River. The second prince is planning to collude with the enemy and treason, and join forces with the barbarians to trip us up. If nothing else, just say you Yansha The town is enough to feed 7 people for a few days? I’m afraid we’ll starve to death before the barbarians come in!”

The grain production in the Northwest is not much, and in the event of a drought or even no crops, this battle was caught off guard. Once the grain reserves were exhausted, they could only drink the northwest wind on the sand.

Ding Huai nodded: "That's right, it's better to take advantage of the high morale and drive the barbarians back before the defeat."

Xu Tong wiped his sweat with his sleeve, and replied: "Yes, the marshal and the military adviser are right..."

Fu Ling couldn't see him looking like he was going to die, so she reprimanded: "Why don't you hurry up and do it? Wipe your sweat again and I'll let you wipe your blood!"

"Yes!" Xu Tong ran away in fright.

The barbarians seemed to be waiting and watching, and walked back for half a mile, but there was no movement.

An hour later, the gate of Yansha Town opened wide, and a man dressed in silver armor with a big knife on his back rushed out riding a black steed. Behind him were four people, one with double swords and the other with a folding fan. , and the remaining two, fat and thin, wear big swords and long whips respectively.

The sound of drums on the city wall was like thunder, and thousands of troops and horses followed behind them, raising the rolling yellow sand with great momentum. For a moment, they could only see the menacing cavalry in front of them in the wind and sand.

Seeing this, the Hu people also mounted their horses with swords one after another, and deployed troops to confront them.

The person in the silver armor at the front is Fu Ling, the face under the armor is extremely beautiful, the willow-leaf eyes are slightly curved, a faint smile is not a smile.

Fu Ling reined in the reins, the black horse neighed, and stood still in front of the formation. He stared at the man in black clothes opposite him for a moment, and then his eyes fell on the saber on the man's waist.

"I thought who it was, Guzhu Xue, long time no see," Fu Ling chuckled, and said, "No, it should be Yu Jiulu's family."

The man in black tore off his kerchief, with drooping eyes and eagle nose, and dark eyes, it was Xue Chengyu.

Xue Chengyu was a little surprised: "I didn't expect Fu Shaoxia to recognize me."

"You and I don't recognize it," Fu Ling pointed to Xue Chengyu's saber, and said, "I recognize your broken sword. You are also a descendant of Rou Ran Khan, how come you are so poor that you can't even afford a replacement sword?"

Xue Chengyu sneered: "If I killed you three years ago, this knife can be replaced."

Fu Ling also laughed and said, "If I had killed you three years ago, you wouldn't be here looking for death today."

"It's not certain who wants to die."

"Six princes, they have 4 cavalry!" He Xicheng behind Xue Chengyu stepped forward and persuaded in a low voice: "The Turkic people refused to give their all, and Rouran's Erlang fought hard all night and suffered heavy casualties. We are at a disadvantage, so we might as well wait..."

"I've been waiting for 20 years!" Xue Chengyu rushed to the front of the battle on horseback, "I can't wait any longer. Today I will kill their marshal first, and the enemy will naturally be defeated!"

Seeing Xue Chengyu running towards him, Fu Ling raised her knife to meet him.

This is the second time the two have fought against each other after Yishan. After a few moves, Fu Ling soon noticed the difference, and he said, "Have you practiced the 'Red Sun Promise Kungfu'?"

Xue Chengyu nodded, his eyes full of complacency, and said: "The Central Plains Wulin came to encircle and suppress the Tongtian Sect, but I took advantage of it. This is the real "Red Sun Promise Kung Fu", not the evil kung fu compiled by Gu Hunhong. , you will surely die today."

Fu Ling's eyes lit up, and he smiled instead: "The real "Red Sun Promise Kungfu"? You don't have the last chapter, do you?"

Xue Chengyu asked back: "How do you know I don't?"

"Of course I know, because the last chapter is with me, and I have already burned it to ashes." Fu Ling laughed loudly, and said, "God help me, you will die today!"

"Red Sun Promise Kungfu" is very easy to backfire. Ye Cheng had practiced all three chapters back then, but he still failed to complete it. Xue Chengyu didn't have the last chapter, so he would be backlashed!

Xue Chengyu slashed with a knife: "Don't be stubborn!"

"Don't believe me?" Fu Ling immediately resisted with a saber: "Try it and you will know!"

Xue Chengyu sneered, and poured all his internal energy into the blade, and the notched blade seemed to weigh a thousand catties, all of it was pressed on Fuling's Dragon Tooth Knife.

Fu Ling gritted her teeth, resisting his internal strength, with a careless smile still on her face.

Xue Chengyu lost his eyes slightly, his slender pupils were full of gloom, he circulated all his internal energy, determined to kill Fuling here!

However, gradually he realized that something was wrong, as if there was a loophole in his internal strength, it began to dissipate continuously!

Xue Chengyu quickly held his breath and calmed down, but to no avail, his hands and the blade began to tremble uncontrollably.

The smile on Fu Ling's face deepened, and she exerted a sudden force on her hand. Xue Chengyu was shaken away by the internal force, and with this shock, she fell off the horse!

He looked at his trembling hands in disbelief, unable to lift half of his internal strength, he spat out a mouthful of blood.

Fu Ling dismounted and approached with a knife in her hand: ""Red Sun Promise Kung Fu" is very easy to backlash, you only practiced the first two chapters, you will definitely get backlash, you deserve it!"

Xue Chengyu held up half of his body unwillingly, and went to pick up the knife that fell aside.

"Give up, you have lost all your martial arts skills, you can only wipe your neck with a knife," Fu Ling kicked the saber away, "If I guessed correctly, you were the one who was hiding behind the second prince's screen in the capital. Bar?"

Xue Chengyu sneered, and said, "Do you think I will tell you the plan? Even if I can't return to the country, you can't even think about it!"

"I asked you if you have a plan? It's just that you and the second prince cooperate internally and externally. You help him hold me back and divert Yan Zhu's attention. He ascends the throne and restores the country for you," Fu Ling said, "Is it hard to guess?" ? You can think of it with your knees, right?"

Xue Chengyu coughed up a mouthful of blood, and said: "You are the son of a witch, but you betray Rouran and help the Han people fight, you will die!"

"The Hongyang Sect was besieged back then, but I didn't see the Rouran [-]th Division come to save my mother. What happened to me helping the Han people? Rouran doesn't treat slaves and foreigners as human beings at all, so what if it is destroyed?" The time had already reached the top of Xue Chengyu's head, "I won't bother you if I have to die, anyway, you have to die first today."

He Xicheng came galloping on horseback and shouted, "Sixth Prince!"

"Don't come here!" Fuling raised the Longya Knife, pressed the knife against Xue Chengyu's chest, and said in nonsense, "Otherwise I will not only kill him, but I will also kill the [-] cavalry behind me to level the Rouran Sixteenth Division!"

He Xicheng looked hesitant, he couldn't bear to glance at Xue Chengyu who was lying on the ground, after some hesitation, he still reined in the reins and didn't move forward.

The author has something to say: the previous man in black was Xue Chengyu!

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