Chapter 251 Battle to Seize the City

"Let's go!"

Without further hesitation, Meng Temu led nearly 10,000 Hu cavalry out of the city gate.

It is impossible for tens of thousands of Hu cavalry to run out of the city all at once. They need some time to slowly walk out of the city gate.

And this period of time is Yang Zhengshan's opportunity.

"Report, General, the north gate of Fushan City is open!"

Ten miles east of Fushan City, shadowy figures are hidden in the dim night.

Zhou Lan, who was standing in front of the queue on horseback, heard the words and turned his head to look at Yang Zhengshan next to him.

"Let's go! It's our turn to play!"

The next moment, the sound of horse hooves became one, rumbling towards the north gate of Fushan City.

The vision was blocked at night, and the speed of the cavalry was relatively slow, but during the day, they had already explored the surrounding situation and had already chosen a relatively flat road to launch the attack.

Ten miles away, in just a quarter of an hour, they had already seen the north gate of Fushan City and the Hu cavalry pouring out of the city gate.

"The garrison camp, go forward without hesitation, and fight to the death!"

When the battle to the death came, Yang Zhengshan surpassed Zhou Lan in an instant, and the 700 cavalrymen of the garrison camp behind him stood out from Zhou Lan's reinforcement camp like a sharp sword.

Under Zhou Lan's stunned eyes, the soldiers of the garrison camp surpassed her one after another.

When it comes to charging, the garrison camp is professional, and when it comes to war horses, every war horse of the garrison camp is a top-quality horse nourished by spiritual spring water.

Although these war horses are far inferior to Hongyun, they are not much inferior to Zhou Lan's war horses.

When the two sides fought together before, Yang Zhengshan took care of Zhou Lan's face, so he didn't let the soldiers perform too outstandingly, but this time was different. This time it was a real hard battle.

They wanted to seize the city gate, and there were tens of thousands of Hu cavalry gathered at the city gate, and there were tens of thousands of Gorqin warriors in the city.

There is no doubt that this will be a tragic and extremely hard battle.

At this time, Meng Temu also discovered the cavalry rushing from the east.

His eyes widened, his face full of disbelief.

He really didn't expect Liang Chu to dare to attack Fushan City at this time.

Indeed, when they opened the city gate, it was a good time to attack the city, but at this time, tens of thousands of Hu cavalry gathered inside and outside the city gate.

Are they rushing over to attack the city or to die?

"Arrogant!" Meng Temu shouted angrily, and then roared: "Stop them!"

Almost in an instant, he reacted and led thousands of cavalry who had already left the city to rush towards Yang Zhengshan.

In the dim night, the two torrents collided in an instant, and Yang Zhengshan took the lead and stopped Meng Temu first.

"Meng Temu!"

Yang Zhengshan waved his spear and instantly picked up several Hu cavalry in front of him, staring at Meng Temu with his eyes like swords.

He had never seen Meng Temu, but he could guess.

He was about sixty years old, and was accompanied by a group of armored guards. Obviously, he was a big shot.

"Who are you?" Meng Temu rushed towards Yang Zhengshan surrounded by a group of guards.

"Haha, Yang Zhengshan, the garrison commander of Anyuan City!"

Yang Zhengshan smiled brightly.

Meng Temu!

This is Meng Temu!

There is a saying that to capture a thief, you must first capture the king!

As long as Meng Temu is captured, the Hu tribe of Donghai will immediately collapse.

He did not expect that he would face Meng Temu directly, and at this time, capturing Meng Temu was as important as taking down the city gate.

But Meng Temu was not a soft persimmon, and it was not easy to capture him.

But there is also a saying that you must shoot the horse first before shooting the man!

The two of them confronted each other and rode against each other on horseback.

At the moment when the figures intersected, Meng Temu swept across with a scimitar in his hand, and Yang Zhengshan raised his mouth slightly and raised his hand to block.

His arms grabbed the grab pole like steel pliers, making thunderous sounds.

With a clang, Yang Zhengshan's body suddenly shook, and his legs clamped tightly on the horse's belly, so that he was not knocked off the horse by Meng Temu's strength.

Very strong!

Ninth level of the acquired heaven!

Compared with him, Yang Zhengshan's strength seemed to be a little weaker.

The two passed each other, and just when Meng Temu was about to turn around and chop again, he suddenly felt the body of the warhorse under him tilted and fell to one side.

Meng Temu's eyes subconsciously looked at the warhorse under him, and then he saw a horse hoof kicking his horse's butt hard.

Xilulu~~

Hongyun let out a cheerful cry.

Meng Temu was a little confused!

It actually kicked my warhorse over!

Fortunately, Meng Temu's reaction was still fast. The warhorse fell heavily to the side and hit the two guards who were protecting him. He jumped up on the horse's back and rushed towards Yang Zhengshan with his scimitar raised.

If it were an ordinary cavalryman, abandoning the warhorse in the current situation would be tantamount to seeking death, but for Meng Temu, who had the ninth level of acquired cultivation, the warhorse was actually not very useful in battle. It was only when charging or rushing on the road that the warhorse could save him some energy.

"Be careful!"

Yang Zhengshan patted Hongyun's back, and jumped up to meet Meng Temu.

The next moment, the two figures were entangled.

Although Meng Temu was over 60 years old, his strength was much stronger than Duobato.

He was old, but experienced, and every move made Yang Zhengshan feel that he was unable to resist.

The two fought for more than ten moves, and Yang Zhengshan was beaten to passive defense and could not find a chance to fight back.

There was no way, Yang Zhengshan could only delay time as much as possible and slowly find Meng Temu's weakness.

Luckily, his body was far superior to that of ordinary people, so even if he was beaten, he could withstand it for a while.

While Yang Zhengshan was fighting with Meng Temu, Zhou Lan also pressed forward with a battalion of 3,000 reinforcements.

However, they soon fell into a bitter battle.

At this time, thousands of Hu cavalry had gathered in front of the city gate. Although the 3,000 reinforcements were also elite, they had no way to break through the blockade of thousands of Hu cavalry in a short time. They could not even get close to the city gate, which was still hundreds of meters away.

The battle entered a tense state, but Zhou Lan and Yang Zhengshan did not rush to attack the city gate, but kept fighting with the Hu cavalry as much as possible.

About a quarter of an hour after the battle, a dull sound of horse hooves suddenly came from the west.

The sound of horse hooves made the earth tremble, and the hearts of the soldiers in battle were also trembling.

Many people's attention was attracted by the sound of horse hooves and looked towards the west.

Soon they saw a series of shadowy figures, which were getting closer and closer, and a group of cavalrymen wearing black armor and holding long swords rushed over.

"Kill!"

Among the cavalry, a tall man in silver armor suddenly raised his long sword and roared.

The next moment, thousands of cavalry rushed towards the city gate.

Yunlong Guard!

The last trump card in Liang Chu's hand is also the main force to seize the city gate.

That's right, the main force to seize the city gate this time is not Zhou Lan and Yang Zhengshan, but Yunlong Guard.

Zhou Lan and Yang Zhengshan now have less than 4,000 cavalry. It is impossible to attack Fushan City and seize the city gate with 4,000 cavalry.

So they just came out to attract the opponent's firepower. The real person responsible for seizing the city gate is Yunlong Guard.

At this time, a large number of Hu cavalry at the city gate were all fighting with Yang Zhengshan and Zhou Lan. Yunlong Guard suddenly rushed out and almost did not encounter any obstacles and killed to the front of the city gate.

The silver-armored man in the lead rushed directly into the city gate. His cultivation was quite high. Without the obstruction of the masters, he directly guarded the city gate, with a kind of momentum of one man guarding the gate against ten thousand men.

The subsequent Yunlong Guards rushed into the city gate like a flood that broke through the dam. However, in a moment, the city gate changed hands and was seized by the Yunlong Guards. However, if they wanted to completely occupy the city gate, they still needed to stop the attack of the Hu people in the city.

The Hu cavalry outside the city wanted to recapture the city gate, but the soldiers of the reinforcement camp and the garrison camp entangled them tightly, giving them no chance to attack the Yunlong Guards.

Meng Temu also noticed that the city gate changed hands, his face became extremely gloomy, and then his offensive became more and more powerful.

And Yang Zhengshan was like a reef on the coast. No matter how big the waves were, he would not move a step. His feet seemed to grow on the ground. No matter how sharp Meng Temu's blade was, the iron spear in his hand could block it tightly.

However, the iron spear in his hand seemed to be unable to support it. After the gilded flying fish spear was bent, he changed to an ordinary iron spear, but such an iron spear could not withstand the battle between masters.

Blocking a knife and a gap, at this time, the spear in Yang Zhengshan's hand was almost like a saw.

Fortunately, Yang Zhengshan had discovered Meng Temu's weakness.

Meng Temu's strength is unquestionable, and he is also a warrior who has experienced hundreds of battles and is experienced. It is difficult to find weaknesses in him, but there is a weakness that he cannot make up for no matter what.

That is the old age brought by aging.

As the battle time became longer and longer, Yang Zhengshan clearly felt that Meng Temu's strength was getting weaker and weaker, his offensive became more and more chaotic, and his breath became more and more unstable.

Feeling this, Yang Zhengshan became calmer and calmer. He did not rush to counterattack, but just kept blocking and defending.

Around them, the soldiers of the reinforcement battalion and the garrison battalion gradually gained the upper hand. Although the number of Hu cavalry outside the city gate was slightly higher than that of the reinforcement battalion and the garrison battalion, in terms of combat effectiveness, both the garrison battalion and the reinforcement battalion under Zhou Lan were superior to the warriors of the Gorqin clan.

After the appearance of the Yunlong Guards and the occupation of the city gate, the morale of the Gorqin warriors declined.

As one rose, the other fell, and the balance of victory gradually tilted towards the reinforcement battalion and the garrison battalion.

The Yunlong Guards had already rushed into the city, and the soldiers of the reinforcement battalion and the garrison battalion became more and more courageous, and Meng Temu's breathing became violent.

Yang Zhengshan felt that it was almost done, and suddenly swung the iron spear with both arms, sweeping towards Meng Temu with a powerful blow.

However, at the moment when he changed his moves, Meng Temu's eyes suddenly burst into a brilliant light. His originally tired body suddenly became flexible. He bent down and lowered his body. The sharp blade brushed against the spear and penetrated into Yang Zhengshan's abdomen.

Yang Zhengshan's pupils shrank suddenly.

This old man was actually tempting him to make a move?

He was indeed very shrewd.

He was stalling for time to find an opportunity, and Meng Temu was also looking for an opportunity.

The moment Yang Zhengshan changed his moves was the opportunity Meng Temu wanted.

Seeing that the blade was about to fall on Yang Zhengshan's abdomen, Yang Zhengshan jumped up.

Meng Temu calculated very accurately and seized the opportunity of Yang Zhengshan's change of moves, but he still underestimated Yang Zhengshan.

After fighting for so long, his physical strength decreased greatly, but Yang Zhengshan was still full of energy. His knife was still slow after all, and it just brushed the sole of Yang Zhengshan's boots, and Yang Zhengshan's iron spear changed again, from sweeping to chopping, and hit him hard on the back.

With a bang, Meng Temu was slapped to the ground in an unsightly manner, and his forehead full of sweat hit the soft ground.

Then, Meng Temu turned over and wanted to get up, but a cold spear hit his chest.