The reborn general girl is the emperor

Chapter 182 The two armies meet
You can't hope that Amler can just catch up, you must have a backup.

Yan Qing lowered his head, thousands of thoughts flashed through his mind, and finally fixed his gaze on the territory of Qiang Kingdom.

Getting rid of the Qiang Kingdom will be done once and for all!
be quick!

If Amler cannot keep Marquis Dingyuan of Daliang, they must take down the imperial court of the Qiang Kingdom before the news of Marquis Dingyuan of Daliang's death is sent back to Daliang, cut off the head of the leader of the Qiang Kingdom and send it to Daliang, so that the emperor of Daliang does not send troops reason.

There are [-] poisonous people in the Qiang Kingdom, and [-] of them appeared on the southwest border. There will be more than [-] poisonous people stationed in the imperial court of the Qiang Kingdom.

If he wanted to quickly take down the imperial court of the Qiang Kingdom, cut off the head of the leader of the Qiang Kingdom, and appease the anger of Emperor Liang, he had to deal with these untouchable poisonous people first.

Yan Qing raised his head, met Yan Qi who just came back, and said: "You go there yourself, go ask Mu Lao to come out of the mountain."

Hearing this, Yan Qi was slightly startled.

Mulao was the former great witch of the Qiang Kingdom's imperial court, and was especially good at poison witch doctor. Because he didn't want to help the Qiang Kingdom's imperial court to cultivate poisonous people, he was assassinated by the Qiang Kingdom's lord, fled to the western border, and was killed by Yan Xiu. Saved, and later joined Anbu.

After cultivating his disciple Amler, he half-hidden in the city and worked as a barefoot doctor in a small town under Er County.

Since then, almost nothing about Anbu will be found on him.

Now that Yan Qing actually wants to let Mu Lao out of the mountain, it can be seen that this matter has become serious and it is time to use all his strength.

Yan Qi was silent for a moment, and said: "I'm leaving, master, who will protect your safety? Why don't you let Hongying go. Hongying's footsteps are fast, and he is racing against time. He is the right person."

"I have Hong Zhuang and others by my side, nothing can happen. And am I the kind of person who needs to be protected all the time?"

Yan Qing eased his expression, asked back half-jokingly, and then said solemnly, "Mu Lao's affairs are already high, and he shouldn't be allowed to get involved in these matters. It's just that the current situation is such that he has to be invited out of the mountain. If it wasn't for me, I couldn't let him go." He should be invited by me personally to show respect. Now I can only entrust it to you, and you must not despise the old man."

Such an elderly and exceptionally capable person is also elusive in terms of temperament.

Yan Qing didn't dare to bet that Mr. Mu would not care about his disrespect for him because of the critical situation.

That old naughty boy used to lose everyone's face, and everything he did depended on his mood.

Yan Qi hesitated to speak, stared at Yan Qing for a while, finally when Yan Qing raised his eyes to look over, he lowered his head and said respectfully: "This subordinate takes orders."

"Be careful on the road."

Yan Qing exhorted.

Yan Qi nodded, took a step, but turned back, "I'll call Hong Ying to follow you."

Seeing Yan Qi's worried expression, Yan Qing lowered his eyes, raised the corners of his lips slightly, and compromised helplessly: "It's up to you."

Only then did Yan Qi leave the tent.

In the middle of the night, with the lights in Yan Qing's tent still on, Hong Zhuang strode in with a military newspaper in his hand: "General, Tahrir is an urgent report! Wen Zhemao has captured Tahrir."

Yan Qing paused his sketches in the marching book, raised his head and asked her, "What?"

Hong Zhuang repeated the contents of the military newspaper.

The bright red cinnabar dripped on the paper and blurred.

After hearing that Tahrir had been captured and that there were no survivors in the city, Yan Qing's mind was completely blank, his mind was full of military intelligence and strategy, and he went blank for a moment, and asked almost subconsciously: "King Shu was captured?"

Hong Zhuang shook her head: "There is no news from His Royal Highness King Shu."

Yan Qing tightened his knuckles, his eyelashes drooped slightly, and he couldn't tell whether he was relieved or heaving a sigh of relief.

No news is the best news.

Yan Qing seemed to have been comforted by this sentence, settled down, and put down his pen: "Order the whole army, let the whole army go!"

On April 21, the fourth year of Qianyuan, the north gate of Tahrir.

Yan Qing led 5000 people to camp on the outskirts of the northern city of Tahril. Hearing the report from the scouts, when no one was guarding the northern gate, he broke out and marched.

When he got closer, he could only see the smog lingering on the upper floor of the west city, and the remaining smoke lingered, and there were many bones under it.

Before Yan Qing asked the scouts about the battle situation in the West Tower, he saw Wen Zhemao holding a tied-up woman in his arms at the gate of the North City, leading the army out of the city.

The two armies faced each other, and after a brief moment of stupefaction, there was a bloody massacre.

There was no rehearsal, no tactics, no battle formations, the two sides fought against each other, fighting hand to hand, with blood on their blades.

Leader Yan Qing confronted Wen Zhemao and Luge.

Wen Zhemao's face changed when the long gun came, and he reined in his horse and retreated: "Duotulu!"

Following Wen Zhemao, Dotulu, who was on guard all over, was about to wring Wen Zhemao's head off and rescue his own princess, but Wen Zhemao suddenly retreated, holding Mashaduo hostage, and giving orders to him.

"Kill her!"

Wen Zhemao pointed his long sword at Yan Qing, who was confronting Luge, and said to Dotulu, "This woman is the general of this army. If you kill her, these people will not be afraid."

As he said that, seeing Dotulu staring at him unkindly, Wen Zhemao raised his hand to strangle Mashaduo's neck, and threatened, "Or, if you miss your princess, you can be buried with me."

Wen Zhemao is very clear about his own strength, he is head-to-head, he is not the opponent of Yan Qing who has fought in the battlefield for many years and even Li Dingshan can't win.

But there are many good players around him, and he can't afford to confront Yan Qing directly before exhausting the value of these people.

As the guard of the Xirong royal family, Dotulu is known as the number one warrior of Xirong. Even if he can't kill Yan Qing, he will definitely consume Yan Qing's great physical strength.

Thinking of this, after Wen Zhemao took Mashaduo back into the army, he kept holding Mashaduo's throat and stared at Dotulu.

Even if Duo Tulu didn't want to listen to Wen Zhemao's words, he had no choice but to turn his head and charge towards Yan Qing who was fighting with Lu Ge.

A pair of mighty hammers swung up and smashed towards Yan Qing regardless of enemy or friend.

Yan Qing, who was fighting with Luge, couldn't dodge in time, and was about to be hit by the giant hammer. Suddenly, a long sword came out from the oblique stab, and swept it on the hammer with four or two strokes, abruptly changing the direction of the hammer. , causing it to hit Ruge who was fighting with Yan Qing.

Ruge dodged quickly, but Yan Qing seized the opportunity, and immediately turned sideways, wiping the strong wind from the sledgehammer, and hung his legs on the horse instead, approaching Luge's horse instead.

With the butt of the spear resting on the ground, Yan Qing gripped the upper part of the barrel of the spear tightly, gripped the head of the spear, and stabbed the spear obliquely into the neck of the horse under Ruge.

The war horse was in pain, raised its hooves and howled, and hit Duo Tulu's double hammers that were lifted and unable to recover, and was immediately sent flying.

As a result, Luge on the horse was thrown into the air and rolled off the horse. Before he landed and adjusted his figure, he was beheaded by the red-eyed soldiers swiping their swords.

Duo Tulu was furious, swung the hammers one left and one right, and swept towards Yan Qing and Hong Zhuang.

But he didn't want the two of them not to fight with him at all.

(End of this chapter)