Monument Yangmen

Chapter 420

The army is always the fastest and most thorough group to execute orders.

Yang Qi gave the order to siege the city.

Four thousand soldiers and horses immediately took a siege posture.

The warriors of the Zamahe tribe are not good at manipulating siege equipment, so they served as the main attack of this siege mission.

The [-] soldiers of the Datong Army attacked with equipment.

From the comparison of the combat effectiveness of the two sides, the soldiers of the Datong Army are not suitable for the main attack.

They have spent too much time in the camp, and their ambition and skill in fighting on the battlefield are far less than that of the warriors of the Zamahe tribe.

"Whoosh whoosh~"

Climbing crossbows burst out one after another, and a row of stepped crossbow spears pierced the top of Daizhou City, causing the city walls to tremble with such force.

Yang Bao's expression changed when he saw Yang Qi start attacking the city so resolutely.

"shoot!"

He gave an order, and the soldiers and horses that had been temporarily formed in ambush on the top of the city emerged from the top of the city one by one, bowing their bows and setting arrows.

The vigorous rain of arrows fell, forming a curtain of arrows.

Zhang Qinggang led his men and horses to push the siege to the bottom of the city tower. When he saw the arrows falling from the top of the city, he couldn't help but want to swear.

He hurried to Yang Qi's side, and said in a deep voice: "Master Supervisor, those who guard the city are those who drove out of the Datong Army's camp last night. The arrows shot from the top of the city were also assigned to the Datong Army by the imperial court."

Yang Qi stared at the city with cold eyes, and said: "It can be seen that these people deserve to die."

The warriors of the Zamahe tribe retreated steadily under the vigorous arrow rain.

Yang Qi snorted coldly, picked up his big gun, and jumped off his horse.

"Warrior of Zamahe, attack the city with me."

The warriors of the Zamahe tribe obviously did not have the determination to fight to the death.

Therefore, Yang Qi must take the lead and lead them to fight.

Only he, the commander of this battle, was caught in the most dangerous place, and the warriors of the Zamahe tribe died in battle, so he would not feel bad.

Yang Qi took the lead in charging, like a fierce tiger, he rushed towards Daizhou City.

Yang Bao on the top of the wall saw Yang Qi who was killing him, and shouted fiercely, "Kill him, kill him and reward him with ten thousand gold."

Yang Bao had heard about Yang Qi's feat at Yanmen Pass.

How could he not be afraid of a person who attacked the frame of Yeluxiu, the great king of the South Court of Liao Kingdom among thousands of troops?
Under the reward, there must be a brave man.

Hearing that Yang Bao offered a reward of ten thousand gold to kill Yang Qi.

Almost instantly, half of the arrows on the top of the city were shot at Yang Qi.

The impenetrable rain of arrows rushed towards Yang Qi.

Yang Qi felt cold when he saw the arrow rain.

He rolled in a circle on the ground, picked up a simple rattan armor shield, blocked it in front of him, and continued to charge.

The defensive power of the rattan armor shield was not weak, but it was also shattered into two halves under the explosion of thousands of arrows.

"Pfft~"

A strong arrow passed by Yang Qi's arrow.

A splash of blood floated up, splashing Yang Qi's face.

Yang Qi's delicate cheeks were a bit ferocious and iron-blooded.

The rattan shield was shattered, and the rain of arrows continued to follow.

Yang Qi had no choice but to continue rolling on the ground, picking up the dropped vine armor shield.

Four rattan armor shields were shot through in a row.

Yang Qi realized that the rattan armor shield could not help him resist the arrows, so he found a huge iron shield while rushing forward.

The iron shield is used to protect the gold juice on the head of the city.

All the soldiers under the iron shield were injured by the stones.

Yang Qi stepped forward and picked up a hundred-jin iron shield, and put it in front of him.

With the huge iron shield defense, Yang Qi obviously felt that the threat of arrow rain to him became smaller.

He hurried all the way and rushed to the bottom of the city wall.

Yang Qi climbed onto a crossbow spear tied to the city wall and rushed towards the top of the city.

With an iron shield on his head, all attacks on the top of the city will not pose any threat to Yang Qi.

When there were still two meters away from the top of the city, more than a dozen large spears shot out from the top of the city.

The people on the top of the city tried to drive Yang Qi down with the combined force of a dozen big guns.

However, they slightly inferior to Yang Qi's strength.

Yang Qi's method was very simple, he raised the iron shield in his hand like a sledgehammer, and slammed it on the top of the city.

Two of the enemies in the groove of the city head were smashed to death at once.

The rest of the people were also smashed and fell to the ground.

The entire city wall that Yang Qi climbed had a gap in it.

Everyone on the top of the city shrank their eyes involuntarily when they saw this scene.

The city wall was built of big bluestone, poured with glutinous rice and copper juice, and a gap was smashed by Yang Qi's blow.

How much strength is this?
When they were stunned, Yang Qi had already climbed to the top of the wall.

The big gun in his hand has been thrown out with all his strength, leaving only the iron shield in his hand.

Holding the iron shield, Yang Qi roared majestically over the top of the city.

The warriors of the Zamahe tribe under the city were greatly encouraged, and they climbed up to the top of the city one by one.

"Bang~"

Holding the iron shield, Yang Qi slapped fiercely on a gangster rushing towards him.

A living person was instantly photographed as a piece of meatloaf.

The black iron shield was immediately stained with blood.

"Run~"

The soldiers of the original Datong Army who were expelled from the Datong Army saw such a brave Yang Qi, they threw down their weapons and ran for their lives without hesitation.

Because, Yang Qi's ferocious blow reminded them of the killing god who killed the Quartet in the Datong army garrison last night.

They have seen with their own eyes how fierce and ferocious Yang Qi is.

Last night, thousands of people besieged Yang Qi.

Yang Qi had one horse and one gun.

Stand horizontally on the general platform.

Anyone who approached him could not survive.

In just two hours, there was a mountain of corpses on the general stage.

It is a full two feet high.

It can be said that Yang Qi's ferocity has left a shadow in their hearts.

Therefore, when they saw Yang Qi, their deepest thought was to run away.

The rebel army formed temporarily by Yang Bao defected more than 1000 people at once.

Yang Qi has no interest in these homeless dogs.

Holding the iron shield, he rushed to Yang Bao's side.

Yang Bao had already been stunned by the murderous Yang Qi.

Hearing about Yang Qi's ferocity is nothing, only seeing it with his own eyes will he understand what terror is.

Seeing Yang Qi approaching step by step.

Yang Bao shouted eagerly, "Kill him, kill him, there will be a big reward for killing him."

Yang Qi's horror is horror, but there is always someone who is not afraid of death and wants to weigh Yang Qi's weight.

A burly man with tattoos all over his body, bald head, wrapped in an animal skin skirt, shirtless, brandishing a pair of copper hammers, rushed towards Yang Qi.

"Sajia will meet you."

The brawny bald man wielded a pair of copper hammers vigorously.

As he ran, the city walls under his feet trembled.

Yang Qi squinted his eyes against the bald man rushing towards him, and said coldly: "If you want to compare strength with me, then try."

When the voice fell to the ground, Yang Qi didn't keep his hand.

The huge iron shield was raised above his head, and with all his strength, he joined the bald man.

"Oh!"

A loud bang.

A cloud of smoke rose from the city.

The smoke and dust dissipated, and everyone saw a scene of astonishment.

The bald man, with the copper hammer in his hand, directly embedded into the city wall.

His head was like a broken watermelon.

The city wall under his feet was covered with hideous cracks.

And Yang Qi, carrying an iron shield, stood in front of the bald man's corpse with a cold expression.

The gangsters guarding Yang Bao's side all gasped.

"The giant spirit god who has been in the northwest for 20 years... just died like this?"

The gangsters swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

Looking at Yang Qi was full of fear.

Yang Qi stood against them, and Yang Bao, who was terrified, said sarcastically: "A group of mobs..."

Yang Bao was held up by Yang Qi, as if he was being watched by a wolf.

"Kill him, kill him quickly."

Yang Bao shouted loudly.

The gangsters in front of him were indifferent.

Yang Bao scolded in horror: "You trash, I have raised you for so many years, and now it's time for you to report your filial piety to me, but you are timid. If I had known this, it would be better for me to raise a group of dogs than you! it works."

Yang Qi just looked at Yang Bao coldly and yelled.

Behind Yang Qi, the warriors of the Zamahe tribe had already climbed to the top of the city.

They are working together to kill those enemies who are loyal to Yang Bao.

The city wall was gradually occupied by Yang Qi.

Seeing Daizhou under his control leave him little by little, the anger and panic in Yang Bao's heart also increased little by little.

Then, the words in his mouth became even worse.

The guards in front of him who scolded him were completely bruised.

Even disregarding the occasion, many scandals were thrown out.

Among the gangsters guarded by Yang Bao, there was a beautiful woman with a scar on her face, which ruined her entire face, making her look hideous.

This woman is not a simple role in the Jianghu.

She has a nickname, called the pretty widow.

It is said that almost all the men who were with her ended badly.

At this moment, Yang Bao is viciously talking about how the pretty widow waits on him in the bed, how cheap as an animal, let him play with him.

The pretty widow Su Wuniang's face was livid with anger, and her whole body was trembling.

She subconsciously looked at the other gangsters beside her who had befriended her.

Several gangsters also happened to look at her unexpectedly.

The pretty widow Su Wuniang nodded silently with a cold light in her eyes.

For an instant.

The gangsters who were still protecting Yang Bao immediately turned their backs and surrounded Yang Bao.

Seeing this, Yang Bao shouted in horror: "What are you doing? What are you doing? You lowly people want to rebel?"

"Oh!"

The pretty widow, Su Wuniang, punched Yang Bao in the face.

"Shu~"

The sharp scimitar came out of its sheath and rested on Yang Bao's neck.

The fear of death crawled into Yang Bao's heart instantly.

Yang Bao subconsciously shut up.

The gangsters who were acquainted with the pretty widow also struck out in an instant, killing a few of Yang Bao's confidantes who were about to explode.

The pretty widow Su Wuniang and the gangsters escorted Yang Bao, walked up to Yang Qi, and knelt down on one knee.

"We, the exiles, plead guilty to your lord."

The law of the jungle is the law of the jungle.

If they lose, they lose, and they won't make unnecessary struggles.

Yang Qi looked at them with interest, and they all lowered their heads subconsciously.

The so-called gangsters may not have a low status in the Jianghu, and they may even be famous knights in the world.

However, in front of the imperial court, they are just some malignant tumors who are in exile and causing disaster to the world.

Yang Bao was forced to kneel down in front of Yang Qi, not only was there no anger on his face, but a mocking smile on the contrary.

"A bunch of stupid bastards, do you think you can survive if you hand over me to Yang Yansi?"

Yang Bao cursed viciously, while laughing loudly: "You are all wrong. Yang Yansi dare not kill me."

Yang Bao glanced at a group of gangsters, and shouted resentfully: "When I come back, I will definitely torture you a thousand times and a hundred times, making your life worse than death."

Hearing this, a group of tycoons turned pale.

They have encountered too many things about the mutual protection of officials.

Some of them have experienced Yang Bao's words.

Yang Qi squatted down, looked at Yang Bao, grinned and said, "Who gave you the courage to think that you can survive from me?"

Yang Bao stared, and said sarcastically: "Yang Yansi, I and you belong to the imperial court. Moreover, as the Daizhou observer, I belong to the civilian officials. According to the court's law, even if I am guilty, I will not be guilty. Death. Therefore, you are not qualified to punish this official.

You can only escort this official to Bianjing, and the third division will convict you.

I am an observer appointed by His Majesty, with His Majesty protecting me, who will convict me?
Ha ha ha ha……"

Hearing this, a group of gangsters turned pale.

"Crack~"

A loud slap woke everyone up.

"Pfft~"

Yang Bao spat out a mouthful of blood, and there were two teeth in the blood.

Yang Qi wiped his hands on Yang Bao with a look of disgust, and sneered: "Yang Bao, you are too self-righteous. In the whole Song Dynasty, no one offended me and I was still alive and kicking. What's more, this is Daizhou. Daizhou of the Yang family. If I kill you, no one will stand up for you. And no one will admit that you are the Daizhou observer."

Yang Bao was shocked and said: "Impossible. I am the Daizhou Observer officially appointed by the imperial court. If you kill me, it is tantamount to rebellion. You Yang family must be buried with me."

Yang Qi smiled and shook his head, "You think highly of yourself. Do you think that I, the Daizhou Quanzhizhou, will be able to speak up for you after beheading you, the traitorous Daizhou Observer?"

Yang Bao was no longer calm, he roared in horror, "Are you Daizhou Quan Zhizhou?"

Yang Qi said indifferently: "Do you think that I, a Beijing official with two positions, will only be a small Datong military supervisor if I am sent abroad?"

Yang Bao cried out: "Impossible, this is impossible...impossible..."

Yang Qi glanced at Yang Bao coldly, and then looked at those gangsters.

"I don't want to hear his voice again..."

A faint sentence is exported.

Immediately, the gangsters understood, and cut Yang Bao's neck with a hand knife.

Yang Bao fainted immediately.

Yang Qi asked again: "Are there any craftsmen among you?"

"Craftsman?"

A group of gangsters looked bewildered.

Yang Qi sighed, and said again: "For example, if you cut a person into slices, it costs more than 3000 knives, and the person will not die?"

(End of this chapter)