One person, one sword, I have guarded the lonely city for 70 years

"The latch is broken, but... the hinges are still intact!"

This is probably the only good news.

Gao Hanqing quickly ordered: "Move the sandbags quickly and pile them behind the door!"

A group of guards hurriedly began to block the door.

The patrolling soldiers at the top of the city shouted loudly at this time: "Jing Jun is dispatched! Hundreds of people are rushing over at an extremely fast speed!"

The Beiting soldiers immediately became nervous.

The vanguard of the Jing army was no more than ten miles away from Anxi.

For ten miles, martial arts masters run with all their strength, even wearing armor and wearing weapons, it will take no more than a quarter of an hour!

On the contrary, in the city, the soldiers carried bags of sandbags and ran to the gate of the city, threw them on the ground, and then moved the sandbags out of breath, which was not efficient.

Many officers looked anxious and went to help in person.

But Anxi City Gate is not small, if you want to completely block it, at least two or three thousand sandbags must be piled up...

Hearing the sound of breaking wind and footsteps outside the city gate vaguely, Gao Hanqing's expression froze, and he held the hilt of the sword with his left arm.

"That's too late."

boom!
A loud noise almost shattered the eardrums of nearby soldiers.

It was a few innate warriors of Jingguo, relying on their strong bodies, they rushed towards the city gate and charged with all their strength.

With a bang, the gate of the city was smashed open!

The hundreds of sandbags that had just been piled up were pushed out and knocked over dozens of soldiers who were blocking the door.

"It's over!" The faces of the Beiting soldiers changed drastically.

After those Jing Guoxians smashed open the door, they jumped into the air with the help of recoil, intending to retreat.

"You still want to run?" Gao Hanqing's face turned cold, and he drew his sword with one arm, his murderous aura soaring to the sky!
"Baidi Sword Code", killing sword energy!
The cyan sword light is like a reed across the river, swinging in an arc, passing through the gap of the city gate, and cutting off all the innates who were flying in the air!
The remnants rolled, and blood was splashed.

A few miles away, Meng Su who hurried out of the camp saw this scene, his eyelids twitched slightly.

"This son is already three-pointed with Anxi Rentu, this time he must be killed, and he cannot be allowed to grow slowly!"

Six years have passed, Gao Hanqing has changed from a one-armed general to a one-armed martial artist, and his power shakes the northwest.

As for Meng Su, he was still stuck at the pinnacle of a master. He was over [-] years old, and his vitality was gradually failing.

However, if he can command thousands of troops, behead a genius martial artist, and completely sever Anxi Rentu's inheritance, he will not be in vain!
Meng Su's eyes widened, he drew the steel knife at his waist, and shouted violently:

"Kill! The one who enters the city first will be promoted to the third rank! The one who kills Gao Hanqing will be named a marquis and general!"

Hearing this, Jing Jun's eyes were red, and they yelled and galloped away.

A figure flew out of Jing Jun's camp, soared into the sky, and shot obliquely at Anxi.

This is a casual cultivator in the South China Sea who supported Jing Jun in the battle. His name is Huo Yi. He was in the early stage of Martial Saint. In the past two years, he has been responsible for keeping Gao Hanqing in check.

The level of martial saints is one-on-one. In terms of the number of masters and innate talents, the Jing army is far more than the Beiting army, and the strength advantage is very obvious.

After two years of besieging the city, the Beiting army's morale was slackened and its combat power was limited. Now the city gate has been destroyed again.

Meng Su knew that this was the best opportunity!

Destroy Beiting in World War I, occupy the desert, and invade the northwest of Tang Kingdom!
Rumbling... The earth trembled, and the entire Jingjun North Camp was in motion for a while. There must be a brave man under the heavy reward. Everyone was rushing towards Anxi and their military exploits.

In Anxi City, the atmosphere was extremely tense.

Although Gao Hanqing beheaded a few Xiantians with a single sword, the Jing army's large force had already started, and it was too late to close the north gate that had been knocked open.

Hearing the neighing of people outside, everyone clenched their weapons and turned their gazes to their own general.

In the night wind, under the banner of the army, a thin middle-aged man was wearing bright armor, with his left hand holding his sword, his face looked haggard.

The one-armed general has guarded Anxi for more than ten years. From youth to middle age, from martial artist to martial saint, he has never given up on this lonely city in the desert.

Beiting Army, Anxi, One-armed General, these words are closely linked and inseparable.

Now, even though morale has been low and the morale of the army has been flustered, the soldiers are still willing to listen to the words of the one-armed general.

Gao Hanqing closed her eyes slightly. She struggled for a few days before without making up her mind, but now she has to make a decision immediately.

A moment later, when he opened his eyes again, his eyes were extremely firm.

"The large army took all the horses, broke through the east gate, and withdrew to the mainland."

"I will need a few brave men who are not afraid of death, stay with me and stop the enemy's footsteps."

Hearing this order, the soldiers were all shocked.

"General, withdraw with us, staying here is equivalent to death!"

"We have been guarding for so many years, and we have completed the mission long ago, so we can retire!"

"Retreat, General..."

Gao Hanqing shook his head slowly, "You don't know, the pressure in the country is increasing, and many soldiers and horses have been transferred from the Northwest Defense Line to support other places."

"If the Beiting army is completely defeated, the Jing army will chase all the way to Shuofang and Longyou, and it is very likely that they will directly attack the mainland."

"The tragic situation in which countless people in the Northwest were displaced back then will be repeated!"

"So, I need to stay and give the court a few days to mobilize troops and reorganize the northwest line of defense..."

Listening to Gao Hanqing's calm narration, everyone fell silent.

A lieutenant clasped his fists and said: "The matter of the end is simple, just leave it to me, the general will lead a large army to break through, Datang can't live without you!"

Gao Hanqing sighed softly, "As a commander, it is indeed the most sensible thing to do."

"Unfortunately, after all, I am not a commander in my bones, but a warrior..."

He looked back at Anxi City under the night, with nostalgia in his eyes.

Recalling the past, there was once a martial artist who towned alone in an isolated city and retreated thousands of troops with one sword.

In a situation that everyone is not optimistic about, a shocking miracle has been created.

He is the martial artist's apprentice. He witnessed this heroic scene when he was young, and he will never forget it in his life.

Now, he has come to a similar desperation.

The spirit of the young man is still alive, and the sword energy in his chest will last forever.

Gao Hanqing walked to the gate of the city, facing more than [-] menacing black armor soldiers outside the city, and slowly raised the long sword in his hand.

"Today, Gao will not die, and Anxi will not be broken!"

Huo——A purple meteor fell from the sky, and Huo Yi, the Martial Saint of the South China Sea, jumped down!

Gao Hanqing stepped out with a straight sword, and the two fought together.

The sword light swayed, shattering the stars and moon in the night sky!
The deputy general laughed miserably when he saw this, "If the general doesn't leave, I don't really want to leave either."

"What about you?" someone asked around.

"I want to leave, but seeing the general is still here, I feel uncomfortable after leaving..."

The deputy general shouted: "Whoever wants to go, go now on horseback, bring back the fire of the Beiting Army, and tell Tang Guo what happened here!"

"Whoever wants to stay, let's stand behind General Gao together."

"Whether you leave or stay, you are a good man from Tang Dynasty!"

Someone hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth and came out, cupped his hands and said:

"All my elder brothers died in battle, and I am already the only child in the family..."

"Go, you don't need to talk about this, you should have gone home long ago." The lieutenant waved his hand, "Stop dawdling, let's go!"

A low voice of apology continued to sound from the team.

Of the 1 Beiting troops in the city, more than [-] people chose to retreat. Under the leadership of several officers, they rode fast horses and hurried away.

There are more than 1 people who have put on armor, held knives, held high torches, and stood still.

In the flickering flames, the lieutenant had a complex expression, half smiling and half sighing:

"So many people don't leave? Everyone is stubborn."

"Song Zun, General Lou Chengde, and General Liu Shiren have all passed away, and many of you young people don't know the past."

"Back then, the Beiting army had no support or supplies. They defended Anxi for 50 years. From youth to white hair, they never abandoned the city."

"This stubborn temper is really in the same line..."

The ground trembled, the sky was covered with sand and dust, and the moonlight was obscured. The Jing army's large army was already approaching.

All the remaining Beiting officers and soldiers raised their long Ge swords high and stood ready against the rough night wind.

"According to the city, we must not let the people of Jingguo easily occupy Anxi!"

Boom——The army outside the city was like a black torrent, rushing forward, but was blocked by a solid golden-red dam at the gate of the city.

The black torrent slammed into the dam brazenly, but it stirred up bursts of bright red waves...

Outside the city, Meng Su was guarded by many masters, extremely excited and extremely calm, waving the command flag non-stop:

"Three are surrounded and one is missing, the Tang army who released the east gate will withdraw."

"The cavalry is dispatched to intercept and surround the desert. If these people leave the city, they will never return to the Tang Kingdom alive!"

Soon a letter came from an officer on the front line.

"What? Gao Hanqing stayed at the north gate?"

Meng Su was taken aback for a moment, then laughed loudly: "God help me, this guy is killing himself!"

"Send orders, all martial arts masters, masters of the possessed realm gather at the north gate, assist General Huo, and surround and kill Gao Hanqing!"

In the dim light, his expression became vaguely ferocious.

"Song Yun, so what if you were invincible back then? Today, your inheritance will be cut off in my hands!"

"After a hundred years, no one will remember you again!"

Under the night, the light of the fire was brighter than the moonlight, and the sound of killing was louder than the sound of the wind.

Changge fights, armor collides, blood stains the yellow sand, and flags fall to the isolated city.

The Anbei Gate could not be closed, so the Beiting Army used flesh and blood to form a solid line of defense to keep the Jing Army out!

Facing an open door, tens of thousands of Jingguo's elite were unable to enter even half a step!
"Build a ladder, build a ladder!"

The siege battle started at the same time, and teams of soldiers ran towards the foot of the city wall with ladders on their backs.

After defending the city for two years, the bows, arrows, and rolling logs and rocks were all exhausted, and the Beiting archers fired a few rounds sparsely, using the arrows that Jing Jun had shot into the city a few days ago.

Soon the ladder leaned against the city wall, and teams of soldiers began to climb up.

The Beiting army had to disperse its forces to defend the city.

Half an hour later, Jing Jun climbed up the city wall one after another, and the two sides launched a fierce hand-to-hand battle.

Blood spread and flowed in the cracks in the bricks of the city wall, and corpses rolled down one after another.

The defense line at the north gate also slowly retreated under the continuous impact of the tide.

The more than 1 Beiting army, facing the main force of Jingguo, which was ten times larger than their own, gradually showed their decline.

After another half an hour, Jing soldiers were everywhere on the city wall, and the Beiting army was forced to retreat.

The defense line at the north gate retreated again and again, and finally let the gate open.

"Enter the city!"

Jing Jun cheered loudly, and Hulala rushed in.

Entering the city is meritorious service!Everyone has a share!
"Back off, prepare to fight in the street."

Deputy General Beiting looked at the city gate with regret, then at the two martial saints who were fighting fiercely in the air, and waved his hand to signal the army to retreat to the city.

In just over an hour, more than [-] Beiting troops were killed in battle. If they persisted, the entire army might be wiped out within a few days, and it would be meaningless to stop.

In the air, the sword sounded like a long howl, piercing through the clouds.

Gao Hanqing kept releasing sword energy against the siege of a group of people.

Huo Yi was startled when he saw this.

"What panacea did this person take today? Why is he so vigorous?"

Both of them are in the early stage of Wu Sheng. They have fought many times before, and Huo Yi always has the upper hand.

Tonight, Gao Hanqing completely let go of the burden of being the general of the North Court. As a pure martial artist, after a desperate fight, his martial arts realm has improved again, and he is already able to break with Huo Yiwu.

However, Huo Yiyi was not the only one he had to face tonight.

In the corner, there was a Taoist master possessed of the body, who gathered his spiritual thoughts to form a sand monster, and rushed towards Gao Hanqing obliquely.

The martial arts master hiding on the other side also opened his bow and arrow, aiming at Gao Hanqing's back.

"good chance!"

Huo Yi brandished the cooked copper stick with overwhelming force, launching a fierce attack.

Gao Han's green sword moved repeatedly, extremely fierce, forcing South China Sea Martial Saint Huo Yi back, and then pierced the sand monster's head with a backhand sword, smashing it to pieces.

With a whoosh, the arrow shot out and turned into a black line across the night sky.

This is a specially made arrow for attacking and killing Martial Saints. It is of the highest grade, and it instantly breaks through the defense of the bright light armor and penetrates deeply into the flesh.

Gao Hanqing snorted, and the long sword trembled slightly.

Huo Yi then slammed down the heavy stick, blasting it to the ground, and said with a grinning smile, "You're doomed today!"

A group of masters launched a siege again.

Gao Hanqing tried her best to unleash her sword, beheading five masters and three Taoist masters of the possessed realm one after another, but Huo Yi couldn't be killed.

After fighting for hundreds of rounds, he was hit in the chest, his ribs were all shattered, and he almost fell down.

Outside the city gate, Meng Su had been staring at the battlefield, waiting patiently.

Finally, seeing that Gao Hanqing was severely injured one after another, and his combat power was greatly weakened, Meng Su's eyes lit up, and he shouted with a whip:

"Get out of the way, I'm going to kill this guy with my own hands!"

Amidst the clattering of horseshoes, Meng Su quickly approached the city gate.

Looking at Gao Hanqing who was struggling to support in front of him, he felt extremely happy.

The great revenge will be avenged, and the grievances between the Beiting Army and the Meng family for several generations will be completely settled tonight!
"Gao Hanqing, not everyone can guard Anxi."

"You don't have the skills of your master, so don't blame others for killing you!"

Gao Hanqing glanced lightly outside the city gate with a calm face.

"Are you going to die?"

"It seems that there is still too much difference between me and Master."

"However, after so many years of being aggrieved, I didn't regret it once I killed it quickly."

Gao Hanqing clenched the hilt of her sword, planning to use her last strength to kill Mengsu together.

Howling!
The horses passed the north gate.

Just at this very moment.

In front of Meng Su's eyes, there was a familiar white robe passing by.

There is also a blue sword shadow vaguely.

"This……"

Meng Su suddenly remembered the past, his pupils shrank suddenly, and his heart seemed to stop beating in an instant!
The next moment, a young face that had appeared in nightmares countless times quietly emerged.

His brows were cold and serious, and his murderous aura descended into the world like a god of death.

The green sword slashed horizontally, and the piercing sword intent hung upside down like a glacier.

Meng Su's body couldn't help shaking violently.

The eyes of the young face were fixed, and the terrifying spiritual power was highly concentrated, turning into an invisible sword and shooting out.

Invisible Killing Sword!
"Song—"

Before Meng Su could speak, extreme fear completely surrounded his consciousness...

Boom——The strong body fell heavily from the horseback.

"General!" The surrounding Jingguo soldiers didn't see anything, and suddenly found that Meng Su had fallen from his horse, and rushed over to rescue him exclaiming.

Lifting up Meng Su's already stiff body, and seeing his distorted and frozen face due to fear, everyone was stunned.

He was scared to death!
Shi Yun: Meng Su, the mighty general of Jingguo, led an army to attack Anxi at night. When he entered the city, he didn't know who he met. He fell off his horse in terror and died in terror!