Hengdao Sixteen Kingdoms

Chapter 557 Death

"It seems... a date?" Lu Qing's expression recovered a little.

"It turned out to be him." Li Yue secretly cried out that it was a pity.

After Pang Yue was defrauded by Feng Yi, he stayed with Murong Ke. The school affairs office tried to instigate him several times but got no reply.

It seems that Pang Yue's life in the Yan Kingdom was not satisfactory. Now he is directly used as cannon fodder. There is a row of supervising troops behind him. If anyone is full, he will be chopped to the ground and his body will be pushed directly into the trench.

Cui Hong said: "Pang Yue is opening the way for Murong Ke's chain armored cavalry."

"Murong Ke wants to fight to the death. I will give him this chance. I will convince him to die. Where are Zhang Hao and Dou Feng?"

Strike first and control others later. Li Yue also knows this trick.

The best defense is to attack. The camp is located on the upper reaches of the Chongqing River, where it can command a commanding position and deliver a fatal blow.

"The general is here!" The second general has been waiting for a long time.

"Lead [-] knights, attack Murong Ke's army directly, and cut down the flag for me!" Li Yue said in a deep voice.

"Take your orders!" Zhang Hao raised his spear and mounted his horse, followed closely by Dou Feng.

Murong Ke filled up the ground, which was just convenient for the cavalry to move out.

boom--

The fence of the camp was directly knocked down, and a group of black cloud knights filed out, their long swords rising and falling with the horses, and a cold light lingered under the spring sun.

Countless war horses looked up to the sky and roared, extremely excited by the bloody battlefield.

The rolling iron cavalry, men like tigers, horses and dragons, roared down, dragging a long trail of dust. The first thousand or so cavalry, all heavily armored, directly trampled over the Pang Yue infantry who were still rising upwards, and let out bursts of screams.

The long spear thrust out, and with the condescending impact, it easily tore apart Yan Jun's flesh and blood.

"Murong Ke!" Zhang Hao's war horse jumped up and roared, the sharp sound passing through the battlefield.

In terms of momentum, Heiyun Xiaoqi is more terrifying than Yan Jun.

The Pang Yue infantry in front of the formation turned around and ran away, and even the supervising team behind them were knocked to the ground.

Thousands of cavalry gathered together to kill Murong Ke.

Under his teeth, a few drops of cold sweat broke out on Murong Ke's forehead. It was not because he was intimidated by Liang Jun's momentum, but because at this moment, like the Yan Kingdom, he had reached the limit of exhaustion.

His eyes blurred for a while, and he couldn't see the battlefield clearly.

"Brother..." Murongde had tears in his eyes.

Murong Ke was so emaciated that he couldn't even hold up his armor. Only the skeleton of his tall body was left, and he was only carrying it with his fighting spirit.

"Murong De and Feng Yi listened to the order and led their troops back to Longcheng to wait for orders!" Murong Ke held on and did not fall off his horse. He took a breath and said again: "Fu Jian has sent out troops. Liang Jun does not have much food and grass. Take it back." In a few months, the Liang Kingdom will inevitably be exhausted, and it will be possible to repeat the great victory of Jicheng!"

These words reassured the surrounding soldiers a lot.

Liang Jun was blocked in Tuhe, and the grain and grass had to be transported over the Yin Mountains. They were transported thousands of miles away and could not last long.

"In this case, the governors can return to Dragon City together and secure the city." Feng Yi cupped his hands and said.

A dark gray color appeared on Murong Ke's face, "If we don't severely damage the Black Cloud Army, how can Dragon City defend it? Li Yue's lone soldier is hanging deep in our territory and can be destroyed with one drum."

Feng Yi looked at Murong Ke's face and knew that even if he would fall down at any time, he was speechless for a moment.

The opportunity cannot be said to be absent. With more than 1 elite troops under his command, plus Murong Ping's more than [-] troops, with a single blow, even if he cannot defeat Liang Jun, he will definitely be able to severely damage it.

Get rid of Liang Jun's arrogance, and the rest will be easy to handle.

Murong Ke was risking his life to gain another chance.

If he retreats to Longcheng and dies in the city in his condition, his morale will be greatly reduced. Liang Jun can attack Tuhe and open the gate of Yan State, allowing Liang State's national power to pour in continuously.

That’s when real despair comes.

A decisive battle is Yan's only option.

If you miss this time, you won't even have a chance to fight decisively in the future.

"How can a man die in bed when he is wrapped in horse leather? You all should follow me and fight hard and die for the country!" Murong Ke raised his long spear with a blush on his face.

The guards tied Murong Ke's legs tightly to the horse's back with ropes.

"Kill, kill, kill!" The troops beside him roared crazily.

The flag was waved, and thousands of troops and horses rushed forward.The enemy's camp has been opened, and the old enemy is inside. All he needs to do is rush into it and cut off his head, and the Yan Kingdom can come back to life.

Murong Ke could no longer see anything else in his eyes. The rushing Yan cavalry, the chaotic battlefield, and the escaping infantry all disappeared from his eyes. There was only the tall "Liang" tooth band.

The war horse spread its hooves, and the north wind blowing in front of him brought a touch of coldness, which boosted Murong Ke's spirit a lot.

Between heaven and earth, two tides of black, red, and green and brown collided fiercely.

Any battle that goes down to the last step will ultimately be resolved with swords and spears.

Murong Ke had already worked hard to get the opportunity for a decisive battle and form a slight advantage.

In Murong Ke's eyes, the rod with the word "Liang" in his eyes is getting closer and closer, but it is getting smaller and smaller. It is surrounded by black shadows, and his body is getting heavier and tired. At this moment, as long as he closes his eyes, everything will be relieved.

However, he stubbornly opened his eyes wide, held the long pole tightly in one hand, and the horse rein in the other hand, and charged forward tremblingly.

hold head high--

The shrill screams of the war horses came to my ears. They were the screams made by Liang Jun's cavalry as they hit the chain of the chain horses.

However, Liang Jun also rode a heavy horse, with a condescending impact, often knocking over a piece of his horse.

Yan Jun rushed forward without fear of death, and Liang Jun also risked his own life.

Flesh and blood flew everywhere, and the weak were trampled into mud.

"Murong Ke!" A loud shout sounded in his ears like thunder.

Murong Ke perked up and raised his eyes to see a large spear thrust towards him. Years of military service almost made him instinctive. At the moment of life and death, he tilted his head slightly to the right.

With a "dang" sound, Murong Ke was thrown off his head, his gray hair fluttering in the wind, and he continued to charge towards the pole.

"Bad luck!" Zhang Hao yelled and wanted to turn around and catch up, but was entangled by several Yan soldiers and could only continue to charge.

"Li Yue - do you dare to fight!" Murong Ke shouted like tears.

The rod and the sword seemed to be within reach.

Murong Ke's tired body seemed to be filled with vitality again.

Under his teeth, Li Yue looked at the respectable opponent who rushed forward with mixed feelings in his heart.

So what if I rush forward?Haven't they been strangled by the front, middle and backbone armies?

"Let him come over and lead him to death." Li Yue glanced at the battlefield.

Zhang Hao and Dou Feng's [-] knights have penetrated the enemy's formation and joined Liu Laozhi and Zhuge Kan.

Seeing that the situation was unfavorable, Murong Ping's army was frightened by the momentum of the Black Cloud Army and retreated into Dragon City.

His retreat was tantamount to cutting off Murong Ke's last hope.

At this point, the Yan State still cannot share the same hatred with the enemy. If it does not perish, there will be no justice...

At this moment, a melodious flute sound sounded from behind. The first half was passionate and melodious, and the second half gradually became deeper. It was obviously not sad, but it made people feel compassionate.

Huan Yi came out wearing armor and holding a flute.

Murong Ke's hundreds of Qingqi have already rushed towards him, but there is not much sparkle in his eyes anymore. His head is slightly raised, and his eyes are dully looking at the toothbrush behind Li Yue.

Li Yue waved his hand, and the bows, crossbows and spears moved in unison.

Not one of the more than a hundred riders retreated, and they all fell into a pool of blood.

Murong Ke's legs were tied to the war horse, and the last glimmer of light in his eyes was gone, and he fell together with the war horse.

Huan Yi played the flute.

"If you wail in mourning again, I will punish you for confusing the morale of the army!" Li Yue said irritably.

The Jiangdong nobles like to do this.

With a "Woo" sound, Huan Yi gasped and coughed.

Li Yue stepped forward through the dripping blood, and looked at Murong Ke's body for a long time. His thin face made his eyes look particularly big, and they were always facing the direction of the teeth.

Li Yue reached out and closed it for him.

(End of this chapter)