Xiliang Iron Cavalry

When the cavalry had just rushed away and the middle-aged man was in an open space, Jia Rong waved his hand, and more than 50 crossbow arrows shot towards the middle-aged man again.

After all, middle-aged people are human beings rather than gods. They just escaped the cavalry's attack at a time when the old strength has gone and the new strength has not yet been born.

With a "poof", a crossbow arrow pierced the middle-aged shoulder, and plum blossoms bloomed on the white clothes.

With a cold snort, the middle-aged man ignored the injury on his arm and charged towards Jia Rong with his sword. The strange footwork made it impossible for the soldiers along the way to touch him.

Approaching Jia Rong, the middle-aged man raised his long sword and stabbed Jia Rong straight.

From Jia Rong's point of view, Jia Rong couldn't avoid the unpretentious blow. He felt that no matter where he hid, the long sword would still stab him. Jia Rong was terrified by the middle-aged swordsmanship.

Just when the long sword was still five feet away from Jia Rong, Jia Rong suddenly woke up, rolled off his horse in embarrassment, and avoided the blow that the middle-aged man was determined to win.

A flash of surprise flashed in the eyes of the middle-aged man, and then he attacked again with the sword. The sword was stronger than before. Jia Rong had no doubt that the sword could penetrate his armor and kill him. The soldiers of the Xiliang Army around him reacted It was too late to stop the middle age.

Suddenly, a flash of understanding flashed in Jia Rong's heart. When he succumbed to the power of others, he dared to offend the whole world's aristocratic families. It is conceivable that the middle-aged man in front of him is just a person. Jia Rong Confident that he can hold off the middle-aged with his own strength, "He will let him be strong, and the breeze will blow the hills!".

Full of confidence, Jia Rong pulled out the green steel sword at his waist, and held the sword in both hands to meet the middle-aged man, regardless of the injury on his arm.

The two weapons intersected and made a piercing sound. Jia Rong couldn't help but retreated seven or eight steps, and the middle-aged man also retreated three steps. He looked at Jia Rong full of surprise. From the middle-aged point of view, no one can He dodged his first three strikes, but the person in front of him dodged two strikes.

Without waiting for the middle-aged man to make another move, the soldiers around rushed forward, surrounded Jia Rong heavily, and walked slowly towards the east gate. Rong's bravery was beyond expectations. The middle-aged man wondered what would have happened if Jia Rong hadn't been injured. It seems that Jia Rong's ability to become the prefect of Jincheng and take charge of his own side is not in vain.

The middle-aged man looked at the long sword in his hand in disbelief. He spent a lot of effort to obtain this sword. The materials used and the craftsmen who made it can be called rare. The sword has produced extremely strong feelings and killed countless enemies.

Unexpectedly, the fight just now left a gap the size of a grain of rice on the sword. Surprised, he looked at the sword in Jia Rong's hand full of longing, as if he was looking at a naked beauty. Heroes, heroes also love swords, the sword in Jia Rong's hand is definitely a sword, a magical weapon that can definitely make countless people break their heads and bleed for it.

Jia Rong, who was panting, shook his numb hands, and stroked the Qingzhi sword affectionately, as if he was expressing condolences or praise.

Not everyone has the good kung fu of the middle-aged, the fifty warriors brought by the middle-aged have died after such a short period of time, and the road to the east gate has been opened.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Jia Rong got on his horse and rushed towards the east gate. The middle-aged man glanced at Jia Rong bitterly, and disappeared into the night with a greeting. The whole process was slow but extremely fast. Just led the soldiers to arrive, the speed at which the cavalry really ran was not what the two-legged infantry could catch up with, not to mention that these infantry had to face cavalry sniping.

"General, General Jiang has captured the east gate, please hurry to the east gate." A cavalry galloped over and saluted on the horse.

Jia Rong's face showed joy, and if the east gate is taken, the situation of mortal death will be broken. As long as they leave Wuwei City, the army in the city can only look at the ocean and sigh. Staring at the direction of the State Shepherd's Mansion.

"Hurry up to the east gate!" Jia Rong gave an order, and the remaining cavalry rushed towards the east gate.

"Master, is this the way to forget?"

The middle-aged man shook his head and said, "Notify your senior brother to prepare for the final blow to Jia Rong, don't miss it!"

If Jia Rong was here, he would be able to recognize at a glance that the middle-aged man was the one who just fought against Jia Rong.

The night gradually receded, and the eastern sky turned pale.

Jia Rong looked back at the cavalrymen who followed closely behind him. He was moved and showed a look of relief on his face. Raising soldiers for thousands of days and using them for a while, these soldiers can work so hard is an indirect affirmation of their achievements.

"Brothers work harder, we will be out of the city soon, and let these grandsons chase after you slowly." Jia Rong roared.

The cavalrymen behind them laughed loudly, their tired bodies and tense nerves could not help but relax a lot. There were also many cavalrymen with broken limbs and arms. They were still struggling on their horses. , Broken right leg, still not giving up.

The spirit that the Xiliang army worships has always been the order and prohibition. No matter how many scars there are on the body, as long as there is still a breath, they still take up weapons and rush towards the enemy.

When Jia Rong led the cavalry to the east gate, the city gate was wide open, and the soldiers around were all unfamiliar faces, already under Jiang Yu's control. At the same time, Zhang Wei also led the soldiers to arrive.

Jia Rong breathed a sigh of relief, as long as he leaves Wuwei, everything will be fine.

Jiang Yu rode his horse and rushed to Jia Rong's side and said, "General, thanks to the help of General Ma, the east gate was easily taken down. General Ma led a thousand soldiers to defraud the city gate."

Jia Rong bowed to Ma Teng behind Jiang Yu and said, "Thank you, General Ma, for your generous help. Jia Rong will remember this kindness in his heart, and there will be rewards!"

Ma Teng glanced at Jia Rong in surprise. After all, he was an extraordinary person. He suppressed his inner curiosity and waved his hands, "Rong... Brother Jia, you're welcome." Of course Ma Teng had heard of Jia Rong's name, and the whole cold Some people in Zhou may not know Geng Bi, but they must know Jia Rong.

"I wonder what General Ma's plan is?"

Ma Teng showed bitterness on his face, Geng Bi repeatedly ordered him not to open the city gate, Ma Teng opened the city gate against his orders, and arrested Cheng Yin, Wu Wei couldn't stay here any longer, even Ma Teng didn't expect that one day he would be passionate Shangyong did such an unreasonable thing, and his family was taken over by soldiers from the moment he made a decision.

"If Brother Jia doesn't give up, Ma Teng is willing to follow!" Ma Teng got off his horse and bowed on one knee.

Jia Rong was overjoyed, got off his horse, helped Ma Teng up and said: "With the help of General Ma Teng, our army will surely become even more powerful. The city is a place of right and wrong. You can't stay for long. You should leave the city quickly."

Zhang Wei also brought Wei Fu to Jia Rong's side. Seeing Jia Rong covered in blood and the shocking arrow wound on his arm, Wei Fu burst into tears.

Jia Rong patted Wei Fu on the shoulder, whispered a few words of comfort, Wei Fu gave up, looked at the curious eyes around her, let out a coquettish moan, and lowered her head

Jia Rong nodded at Zhang Wei, without saying anything.

As he approached the city gate, a bad premonition hit Jia Rong's heart. Years of killing made Jia Rong have a strong premonition of danger.

The sun finally showed one side, and swayed the first ray of sunlight towards Wuwei City, and a ray of sword light pierced towards Jia Rong obliquely. Such a short distance did not allow anyone to think. At the same time, several people near the city gate Two soldiers launched an attack at the same time, brazenly drew their swords and attacked Jia Rong.

Jiang Yu Ma Teng and other generals watched the change of the situation with dumbfounded eyes, but they were powerless to rescue them. The location chosen by these soldiers was too close to Jia Rong, and no one expected that there would be spies near the city gate. .

Zhang Wei, who was beside Jia Rong, was the first to react, without any hesitation, he rushed in front of Jia Rong.

With a sound of "Puff", the long sword pierced Zhang Wei's back heart, piercing Zhang Wei's heart, sobbing a few times, Zhang Wei fell to the ground, and the young man holding the sword saw that the blow was useless, and his eyes flashed A trace of resentment quickly retreated behind the person, and then disappeared.

There were two more popping sounds, Jia Rong was stabbed in the ribs, and blood overflowed, Jia Rong nimbly dodged the sword thrust towards his left arm, and then grabbed the soldier's sword-holding hand and threw it towards the soldier. On the sword edge on the right, the soldier never thought that he would be killed by his companion's sword. He tried to open his eyes wide, expressing his unwillingness.

At some point, Wei Fu appeared behind Jia Rong and blocked the sword behind Jia Rong. Wei Fu was stabbed in the back, blood flowed horizontally, and her green shirt was soaked in blood.

Jia Rong screamed, reached out to catch Wei Fu who was about to fall to the ground, and asked with a choked voice, "Why? Why?"

Wei Fu's face gradually changed from rosy to pale, her lips trembling as if she was about to say something, seeing that Jia Rong was fine, Wei Fu's face glowed with joy.

Jia Rong hurriedly persuaded: "Fu'er, don't talk, you will be fine."

Wei Fu blinked her eyelids and closed her eyes.

Looking at the painful expression on Wei Fu's face, Jia Rong's ignorance and karma were three thousand zhang.

The generals who reacted rushed forward and captured several soldiers. Except for the young man who fled at first, the rest of the soldiers were all captured.

After hastily treating the wound on Wei Fu's back, he gently put Wei Fu on the ground, stood up and looked at the soldiers who were sneaking up, Jia Rong suddenly drew his sword, and hacked all these soldiers to death with one sword after another. Jia Rong was panting heavily. After fighting for so long, Jia Rong had countless wounds on his body, and he had almost reached his limit.

Jiang Yu's eyes spewed fire. Unexpectedly, such a situation would happen to the controlled city gate. He drew his sword and rushed towards Ma Teng. Ma Teng did not show weakness and drew his sword to meet him.

Jia Rong held back the pain in his ribs and shouted coldly, "Stop!"

Ma Teng and Jiang Yu stood aside, but Jiang Yu's eyes were red, his hands holding the sword trembled slightly, and his teeth creaked.

"Let's talk about it after leaving the city!" Jia Rong held back the anger in his heart and said through gritted teeth.

Gently helped Zhang Wei up, his normally bright eyes had long since faded away, his eyes were wide open, full of unwillingness, when he closed Zhang Wei's eyes, Jia Rong shed a tear.

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