Chapter 45 Clear the Obstacle

The west gate of the city.

Shen Gulan's lion-like eyes looked at the sounding arrows rising from the south gate, with a sneer at the corners of his mouth. The explosion of the arrow rumbled, and his face was illuminated by the explosion of the arrow. The red lacquer armor was like a burning flame. He strangled the already excited war horse and said, "The king of Chi Nasi began to attack..."

"Lord, should we also attack, form a siege with Chi Naisi, and join hands to suppress the erra city...!" The counselor suggested.

"No, I'm waiting for the chess pieces placed in the city... I'm waiting for the dead soldiers I carefully arranged in the city to open the door of the city from the inside..." Shen Gulan said lightly and was not moved by the bitter battle of his allies. The city is now surrounded by three shields. If it is a strong attack, my army will not do any good. Now the army of Chi Naisi is pressing on the south gate and the east gate, and my fiery horse is lurking like this, so that the defenders of the erratic city will feel that the west gate will not be attacked by enemies. They will draw people from the west gate to reinforce the south gate and the east gate, and the guards of the west gate will be weaker... I am just waiting for the most appropriate time to dare to block all the courage. Those who are in the way take it down at one stroke... Ha ha, in the eyes of Ben, all those who are not of our clan are enemies, blocking my hegemony and killing them all!"

The total score of Shen Gulan's words is so domineering that this gray man still has the determination to stand in the clouds. He is an eagle, flying high in the air, with wings covering the sky and carrying the sun, moon and stars. Even if people look up, they can only see a high point, but when the eagle vibrates its wings and falls to hunt for food, people find how huge it is, but the giant eagle's claws have grabbed their necks and sharp hooks. Tear their throats... Shen Gulan is such a character, a man who will be afraid of troubled times even if he just thinks about it in his heart!

The counselor bowed his hand and said, "The Lord is wise!" Sometimes he really feels that he is not worthy to be the advisor of the head of the country - a counselor. He takes wisdom as a plan, plans thousands of miles, and overlooks the overall situation and scolds Fang Yu! But these counselors are not lacking, even much better than ordinary counselors. They think they are full of military books and have sharp eyes, but the lords will always look farther and have sharper eyesight than him. There is always a sense of frustration when working under such people, just like they are useless, but just a guest who eats white food. qing......

"Zixia, as long as the deadmen of Ximen open the gate of the erratic city from the inside and wait for me to enter the city, I will fight back and forth with Chi Nasi to destroy the military power of the night country, but I will fight with Chi Nasi at that time..."

"Lord, no, no, no... His Royal Highness is still in the hands of Chi Naisi. If the lord of the country really breaks his face with Chi Nasi, his life is not guaranteed. If he fails to annihilate Chi Naisi's army, then I will definitely be subject to the crazy revenge of the barbarians for generations... The herdsmen on the grassland are the most unbearable It's cheating - the lord thinks twice..." The counselor turned over and off his horse, knelt on the ground and said earnestly.

Shen Gulan sat on the horse and looked at him condescendingly, looking cold, but also a kind of fox-like, calculating look. In the dark, no one noticed that he slowly moved his hand to the handle of the knife at his waist. For Shen Gulan, it was the most appropriate to draw the knife immediately. But after a long silence, he removed his hand from the knife handle, and his tone was much colder. He continued to say, "... I took the army to fight against Chi Nasi, Zixia, At that time, I will give you a thousand-person team. You go to the palace and kill all the remnants of the current Emperor Lin Xi and Wan Yan's family. If you don't want to be captured alive, just kill them..." With that, he turned his horse's head and integrated into the deep night...

Zixia's forehead oozed cold sweat, and he knelt on the ground and didn't get up for a long time, as if the moment the Lord spoke, his body no longer belonged to him.

"Kill the emperor--" he muttered! There is endless fear in my heart.

"Zixia, remember, if you want to prove your ability to me, do it well. You know, I still keep you now, just because you play a good hand, that's all..." Shen Gulan's determined voice came from the darkness, and the counselor Xia only felt that his last trace of courage had to turn into ashes in a moment.

Alatancang lay on the back of stepping on the snow and clouds, like a black lightning, quickly shuttled between the vigorous riders. He tried his best to press down and cover his head behind the horse's neck. The arrows around him could wipe his body and fly over - he knew the consequences of being shot. In order to maintain mobility, the phaya horse was only equipped with lightweight lock armor and was shot by Mengyang's compound bow, which would undoubtedly end up being pierced. But I can't control so much now! Mengyang's wooden building is too threatening to the warriors who carry the broken city cone behind. He must kill the Mengyang warriors who control the wooden tower. He looked back, and hundreds of thren warriors behind him followed him with bows in their hands. Everyone, like him, tried their best to lower their bodies and maintain a high-speed charge.

The vigorous riding warriors around them consciously made way for them, and even waved knives to stop the flying arrows for them. Chinas people can maintain a high tacit understanding on the battlefield, which is one of the reasons why their number is small, but their fighting power is amazing. Ah--" With a scream, Alatancang caught a glimpse of a falcon-riding warrior who was pierced by an arrow. The warrior rolled down his horse, and the horse behind him could not avoid it. The hoofs of the horses with ripe hoofs stamped on the warrior one after another, and the warrior who was hit by the arrow and fell from the horse instantly turned into a pool of blood mud that could not be distinguished shape...

The snow and clouds that lost their master hiss sounded low, but they still followed the army. Alatancang looked at the empty saddle and felt uncomfortable. Just now, the horse was sitting a warrior fighting with them, but now it was no longer in a blink of an eye. He is the leader of Hayabusa, and it is more and more difficult for his samurai to let go! There are not many gong riders themselves. Everyone knows each other well. They usually hold sheep, drink and eat lambs together. They have deep feelings, but the han riders warriors have no time to grie now. Even tears are quickly dried by the wind on the galloping war horse... Salty tears seep into the sun-dried and chapped faces of the grassland people all year round, unexpectedly It's the pain of cutting the face. Alatancang looked up at the wooden building with a gloomy look and sprayed crossbows in front of him, shook his arm and whipped the horse fiercely, and sprinted faster.

Alatancang waved his hand left and right, and hundreds of hor horses were immediately divided into more than a dozen teams, and each team rushed towards a wooden building. Previously, the Alatan warehouse has been explored. There are 15 wooden buildings here at the south gate, each of which can accommodate five heavy crossbows. The ultra-long range is a fatal threat to the slow-moving broken city cones. If the warrior who controls the heavy crossbow is not killed, it will be difficult for the broken city cone to move to the front of the shield wall, and the death and injury of the heroic horse will be even greater! No one can stand this.

The Mengyang warriors on the shield wall noticed that this team sprinted at a high speed and shot bows and arrows at them one after another. In an instant, dense arrows ravaged like a century-old locust plague on the grassland, Su He in the rear. Saihan's face changed greatly and hurriedly ordered, "Ride vigorously in front of you, cover General Altancang, surround the warriors of the khan, and block the arrow rain with your bodies..." His voice was so eager that it seemed that his throat was about to be torn apart by his roar. After riding vigorously, several hundred-person teams covered a horde team and rushed down the wooden building.

Alatancang is pulling the war horse fiercely. When did the expensive snow-tread high cloud suffer this kind of beating? The excited run faster. The stride of the snow-high cloud is extremely large, and the frequency of the pace is much faster than that of the ordinary war horse, but Alatancang still feels that the wooden building is only 100 steps away is still Unreachable. From time to time, the phalan-riding warrior beside him fell down, rolled under the horse's hoof and turned into meat and mud, and even couldn't find his bones... His deep sunken eyes flashed with cold light, holding the horse's reins in one hand, holding the horse whip in the other, and the dragon tongue bow on his back... These seemed to be heavy on him, full of fallen warriors. The sorrow of regret...

There are some heroic riding warriors around. They surround the falcon warriors and block the arrows with the iron armor on their bodies and the * in their hands. The sparks from arrow clusters and armor are particularly obvious in the night. From time to time, arrows shoot in from the seam between the helmet and armor, and directly into the neck, hit the arrow The warrior couldn't even scream and rolled off his horse! Every fallen warrior made Alatancang feel like a knife. He was a fierce pheasant to the enemy, but his own people died tragically, which made him particularly uncomfortable!

"Quickly - faster - faster -" Alatan rushed his horse fiercely and almost gasped out of his lungs. There are only a dozen warriors left in his team, and the death of each threw horse warrior is an unbearable loss - the warriors who can pull the dragon tongue bow have been trained since childhood, and not everyone can easily pull the 900 catties of dragon tongue bow away...

Another hunting warrior died with an arrow, and Alatancang felt that he was about to go crazy... He got up from behind the horse's neck and was close to the wooden building, but as soon as his head flashed from behind his neck, a wolf tooth arrow roared straight at his eyebrows... Is he going to die? Alatancang's last thought that he even closed his eyes, and there was no doubt that this arrow would pierce his head.

With the sound of the metal attack, Alatancang only felt the pain of his forehead as if it was about to crack, but he still had his mind and was sober... It was a falcon-shaped forehead, the symbol of the falcon cavalry, and the falcon-shaped forehead saved his life! Alatan suddenly felt ecstatic, as if the death row prisoner had been suddenly exempted. He roared excitedly, like the sound of an eagle hovering in the air...

has arrived! Alatancang jumped down from stepping on the snow and high clouds without slowing down. He was so familiar that he rolled around on the ground a few times. When he was stable, his body was already directly under the wooden building, and the arrows were no longer threatened. The remaining hornets also dismount from the horse, but there were only four hornets left, even the general. A heroic rider who covered them lifted his armor, revealing a unique blushing face of the grassland people and said, "Lord Alatancang, there is only so much we can do. Next, we have to rely on ourselves. You are my eagle, and you have to come back alive!" With that, he put his hand on his chest and bowed his head to greet him. Other heroic warriors also saluted. Maybe this is goodbye!

Alatan nodded blankly. He was numb and forgot who he was. The rest was only a strong murderous intention that could burn himself. He looked up at the wooden building nearly 30 feet high on the shelf, fixed the bow and quiver on his belt, and quickly climbed up the birch shelf...

On the wooden building, a warrior Mengyang shouted excitedly, "See, see? I just shot the bull at once - do you see it? Ah ha ha..." The wild laughter was particularly obvious in the night sky. Again, fill in the crossbow for me quickly. I'm going to shoot another shot and definitely hit it..." He adjusted the angle of the crossbow and smiled like a ruffian on his face.

He narrowed his eyes and reached out to pull the trigger. Suddenly, a bad wind brushed his face, and a dark arrow nailed his hand to pull the trigger on the heavy crossbow. He was stunned, and then screamed out in pain. He looked back and saw that a thin and stinging man was looking at him coldly. The cypress-shaped forehead of the man's forehead added some martial arts to him, but the sunken eyes became deeper and colder, and the ripe iron bow in his hand was still vibrating.

The Mengyang warrior covered his hands and ordered several warriors around him with a sad face: "Go! Kill him! Chop down his bow hand for me--

The surrounding warrior pulled out his knife from his waist and surrounded the Alatan warehouse with a ferocious smile. There was only such a big place on the wooden building, surrounded by nearly 30 feet high, and he had nowhere to escape. But they wondered that the enemy was not panic and seemed to have no idea of running away at all. They raised their saber and wanted to cut it to his head, but they only raised the knife above their heads and could no longer move. Mengyang warriors had a black-tailed feather arrow inserted in their chest. They fell straight back and lost their eyes. Then the remaining three phaya horses jumped out, and they just shot and killed several Mengyang warriors...

Alatanchang walked to the warrior whose hand was nailed to the heavy crossbow, and then slowly smiled. It's like a demonic funny smile.

The Mengyang warrior looked at him in horror and lost his voice, "Don't come here, don't come over..." His voice was crying!

Alatancang signaled, and several horkeys kicked down the Mengyang warriors who had been killed by an arrow from the wooden building. Looking at the height of 30 feet, their bodies quickly disappeared into a point and fell into the night.

The Mengyang warrior is even more afraid. He knelt on the ground and kowtowed to the Alatan warehouse, "Your excellency, please forgive me!" Give me a break!"

Alatancang squatted down, so that his eyes were equal to the Mengyang warrior. His smile was more obvious, and his whole face was like the most beautiful mulberry flower on the grassland, but his deep eyes did not smile! It's as cold as iron! His smile is like the smile of death in the eyes of Mengyang warriors! Alatancang held his arrow in his left hand and rotated the arrow pole with his right hand, and the warrior screamed out in pain! His face wrinkled together with severe pain, which was unbearable. Alatancang still looked at him with a smile, but the cold light in his eyes was even more intense, and then he suddenly pulled out the arrows. This kind of arrows with barbed arrows hung off the flesh on the hands of the Mengyang warrior's hand and fiercely tore them. The Mengyang warrior's hands became only had white bones and some soft tendons still clinging on it. Alatan got up and flew up, kicked Mengyang warrior in the face, and kicked him down. Mengyang warrior shouted desperately, and his voice quickly decreased in the fall until it disappeared.

On several other wooden buildings dozens of feet away from the wooden building, the horde warriors successfully controlled the wooden building. They followed the example of the Alatan warehouse and threw the Mengyang warriors down from the wooden building.

Alatancang's eyebrows melted slightly, and so many companions died, and it finally succeeded. The greatest resistance that hinders the movement of Chi Nasi has been eliminated. Next, as long as the city cone breaks through the shield wall of Mengyang, it is time to ride vigorously and kill. His sunken eyes looked at the huge machine moving slowly behind the horse, and his sharp lips muttered, "General Suhe, I'm going to look at you next--"