dandy city lord

Chapter 125 Killing the enemy with one blow!

Seeing the scouts of Murong's family appearing from the opposite mountain forest full of vigilance, the front and rear warning whistles echoed each other, and the vanguard battalion teachings of Murong's disciples poured out of the forest at a neat pace.

Zhang Yan's palms were covered with sweat.

My mind was full of Yang Hu saying a few words to her on the road: "The key to victory or defeat is in your hands. According to the attack method I gave you, use the effect of the three hundred continuous crossbows to the extreme, so that Covered by arrow rain!"

Murong Yu, Bai Ying and others stayed behind in Lincheng.

The Women's Army was led by Zhang Yan.

After Yang Hu said those words to her, Zhang Yan was naturally the most nervous when he saw the enemy.

Constantly recalling in her mind, Yang Hu handed her the familiar attack methods, long-range 45-degree throw, mid-range [-]-degree throw, and melee bow and flat shot.

Zhang Yan was not the only one who was nervous.

Kong Wu, Qing Kui and others who were standing at the forefront of the army with their soldiers were equally nervous, with both excitement and fear on their faces.

Yang Hu told them that their task was to hold the front line and not retreat even if they died, just obey orders.So they are excited to take on this important task, but they are afraid of who will attack?

In Lincheng, Luoman City has only a few soldiers. Does the city lord really have to rely on the three hundred repeating crossbows of the Women's Army to win?

What are the chances of winning?

Every soldier standing in the front row was trembling slightly.

The soldiers on the left and right flanks were equally uneasy.

Now they have seen the Murong family's army on the opposite side quickly pulling away by the forest. Although the two armies are about the same in number, but look at the enemy on the opposite side...

The flags and flags are like clouds, the glorious flag of the Murong family, the red flag Phnom Penh is waving in the wind in the coming wind and rain.

Murong Yunhua is 52 years old, just at the age of growing old and vigorous. With a red face and a solemn square face, he is not angry and majestic. He is wearing a black unicorn armor and riding on a majestic horse, making him look taller and more burly.

Half a horse behind him was a white-clothed counselor, smiling as he faced the army formation of Lincheng soldiers, shaking a feather fan in his hand.

Beside them are five tall and burly generals with majestic faces and wearing battle armor.

Murong Yunhua walked slowly on his mount, leading more than [-] Murong disciples who came out of the forest behind him into the battlefield.

The two armies faced off against each other.

The shaking drums sounded almost at the same time.

This is a signal that the two sides are about to send generals to confront each other!
Looking at Yang Hu leading the Lincheng soldiers guarding the front from a distance, Murong Yunhua's majestic red face showed a few traces of ferocity: "Cosco, go! Let them see how powerful the Murong family is, how can he, a waste of the Yang family, do it?" In comparison. This time, I want to stay in Lincheng."

Murong Zhongyuan echoed loudly.

Raising the shield and saber in his hand, he rode his horse and rushed towards the opponent.

Lincheng soldier side

Only the city lord, Yang Hu, stood alone in front of the formation, listening to the thundering drums, and seeing the opponent's general appear, Yang Hu twisted his neck and got off his horse!
Take off the shield and sword from the horse.

Stride forward to meet.

Wearing tiger howling armor and walking slowly, his burly back fell into the eyes of the soldiers in Lincheng, and the soldiers couldn't help but pause.

Liu Dabaozi, who was wearing the Barbarian Hundred Hundred Houses Barbarian Armor, had his old face throbbing endlessly.

Even he couldn't see through Yang Hu's move.

The blind man standing beside him asked in a deep voice, "Master Liu, the city lord..."

Big boss Liu shook his head: "Wait, wait for the city lord's order."

……

Murong Zhongyuan, who rushed into the arena on horseback, stopped more than 30 meters away, looked at Yang Hu's vaguely familiar face, frowned and shouted: "Who is here?"

Lifting the shield and raising the knife, Yang Hu cracked his lips and said with a smile: "Yang Hu, the lord of Lincheng!"

Murong Zhongyuan, who was on the horseback, was taken aback for a moment, and then burst out laughing: "Yang family dude? You are so brave, you dare to die alone. Then why don't you send Lincheng to him? Give you a good time."

A gust of mountain wind blew past, Yang Hu raised his head to look at the approaching storm, with a ferocious expression appearing on his face, he shouted: "Are you here to chat?"

The sudden hostility on Yang Hu's body made Murong Zhongyuan's war horse let out a mournful cry, and staggered back.

Murong Zhongyuan pressed the horse's head and jumped off.

Kicking the panicked horse over, he slowly raised the shield and saber in his hand and said with a grim smile, "Come on, let me see what you are capable of."

Yang Hu walked forward slowly with a knife in his hand, and said silently with a grim face: "Murong Zhongyuan, 34 years old, soldier, rank four of Zhan Xiongwei, combat power 180, general skill weeping blood knife."

As Yang Hu walked slowly, the power of the dragon and elephant flowed through his whole body, raising the saber in his hand, he did not hesitate to cover Murong Zhongyuan's shield and rushed to the saber to slash down.

Facing Yang Hu's saber, Murong Zhongyuan's face was ferocious, and he rushed forward with the shield in his hand, and bravely slapped the sword light in Yang Hu's hand.

no Zuo no Die!
When Murong Zhongyuan saw that it was Yang Hu who was facing the battle, he felt a little bit of contempt in his heart, and more of it was occupied by joy. He was going to take Yang Hu's head in this battle.

It is simply a feat delivered to the door.

As an experienced general, he shouldn't have thought so simply. He forgot that if Yang Hu wants to die, he doesn't have to be in such a hurry.

At the same time!

Murong Yuntian, who was watching the battle from a distance, frowned: "Who is the opponent's general? Why is he wearing the city lord's tiger roar armor?"

The white-clothed counselor beside him also blurted out in surprise: "Could it be Yang Hu? How could he be the first to go into battle?"

Hearing the coach's question, the four generals beside them were also shocked.

want something bad.

These three words appeared in the minds of Murong Yuntian and the others almost at the same time.

But in between.

The game has been won.

With great joy, Murong Zhongyuan, who waved his shield to meet Yang Hu, collided with the shield in his hand and Yang Hu's sword light.

The ear-piercing metallic clang exploded in the arena.

Under the great force of the saber, the fine steel shield was cut into two pieces like soft tofu.

Yang Hu's ferocious blade cut off Murong Zhongyuan's arm holding the shield all the way down, cut like lightning like a hundred battle armor on Murong Zhongyuan's left shoulder, and swung the shield away Murong Zhongyuan frantically raised the resisting saber.

Yang Hu bowed and squatted forward, and the saber was pulled down.

Murong Zhongyuan was cut into two pieces by Yang Hu even before he could let out a scream, and the two stumps flew left and right under the fierce impact of the knife and fell into the knee-high grass.

Yang Hu got up slowly, and wiped away a few drops of hot blood on his face with a thumbs up.

The dark clouds in the sky also began to shed crystal raindrops.

Murong Warlord Murong Zhongyuan, pawn!

Murong Yuntian watched in disbelief at what happened between the two sides, and then turned to look at the white-clothed counselor beside him: "Mr. Wei, did I read wrong?"

Wei Zheng, the counselor in white, felt dry in his throat and felt cold in his vest.

Ever since he knew that Murong Yuntian was going to attack Lincheng, Wei Zheng had made enough detailed plans for the attack.

To ensure that there will be no accidents when Murong Yuntian attacks Lincheng.

At the same time, he also made various guesses and hypothetical analyzes about that waste city lord Yang Hu.

Counting the latest news that Yang Hu has taken the two cities of the Dao family... But among his many assumptions, the only one that Yang Hu can go into battle to kill the enemy is the only one.

(End of this chapter)