I have 800,000 private soldiers. The emperor forces me to hand over military power?

A few moments.

Between the heaven and the earth, there are only the fury of thunder broken by the galloping iron hooves of the war horses and the powerful and powerful Sanskrit sounds of the soldiers howling wildly.

On the walls of Dragon City, the soldiers of the two armies who were fighting hand-to-hand were also attracted by the sudden sound of horse hooves and roars coming closer and closer from far to near.

Subconsciously, they stopped waving their swords, guns, swords and halberds to fight, and involuntarily raised their heads to look outside the city.

I saw a tall golden figure, a man and a horse, flying towards the setting sun as thousands of golden lights burst out from the gaps between the buildings of the broken Dragon City wall.

Following closely behind were tens of thousands of light cavalry wearing black armor, all charging with their long spears and short swords in their hands.

The sunlight cast new reflections on the sharp blades of the weapons in their hands, and the shining cold light was like a phoenix reborn from nirvana, spreading its gorgeous wings in the setting sun.

"Hahaha!"

Seeing this scene, the brave general Pang Xianchu, the Dragon City guard who stood proudly on the city gate with a sword in one hand, looked up to the sky with tears in his eyes and shouted:

"Unless heaven perishes, my Jin Palace will perish; if heaven perish, I will destroy the Polu Army; if heaven perish, I will Pang Xianchu!"

"The generals of the Polu Army are listening to the order——"

Pang Xianchu pointed the edge of the Longquan sword in his hand and stood on the city gate tower and shouted domineeringly:

"Open the city gate, welcome the King of Jin, defeat the bandits' army, kill the bandits' generals, earn military merits, and receive rewards!"

"Open the city gate, welcome the King of Jin, defeat the bandits' army, kill the bandits' generals, earn military merits, and receive rewards!"

All over the long and narrow walls of Dragon City that stretched for several miles, the soldiers of the defenders who were still fighting bloody battles with the enemy roared in unison. There were only a few hundred people, but they roared with the momentum of thousands of troops.

At this moment, the soldiers of the Polu Army, who had been fighting fiercely with the enemy for several hours and should have been exhausted, seemed to have been exerted infinite power out of thin air by some immortal.

Waving the sword in his hand, he slashed and slashed all the way. In an instant, he killed the surrounding Yunhui soldiers with such devastating force that their heads rolled and their blood flowed like rivers.

It was only then that Zhou Wuyang, the deputy general in charge of the Yunhui army in front of the formation, suddenly woke up.

How can he care about it? He just shouted the slogan "Capture the Princess of Jin alive and divide the female family members of the palace equally", and hurriedly ordered the entire army to rush down the city wall and defend the city gate. The reinforcement cavalry of the Polu Army must not be allowed to board the city wall. .

"Generals, listen to the order and must not mess up your position. The enemy's cavalry is not good at attacking the city. All officers must destroy the equipment for climbing the city to prevent the enemy from taking advantage of the situation to climb the city!"

"The troops on the left and right of Yu Hou obeyed the order and followed the general to kill the city and guard the city gate. The enemy's reinforcements must not be allowed to enter the city!"

"There is still a glimmer of hope in holding the city gate, but once enemy reinforcements are allowed to enter the city, all the generals will be slaughtered!"

"Brothers, it's time to fight, kill!"

"Kill!"

Under Zhou Wuyang's order, the soldiers of the Yunhui Army who had been temporarily distracted came back to their senses.

Then, they began to hurriedly destroy the ladders, siege towers and other climbing equipment that had been put up on the top of the city with great difficulty before, trying to fight against the trapped beasts.

Zhou Wuyang personally led 800 heavily armored soldiers, rampaging along the wide horse path in the inner city, and headed straight for the Yongding Gate of Dragon City with murderous intent.

"Open the city gate, welcome the King of Jin, defeat the bandits' army, kill the bandits' generals, earn military merits, and receive rewards!"

At this time, the soldiers of the Polu Army who were guarding the Yongding Gate of Longcheng were also shouting in unison the general orders of General Pang Xianchu.

They rushed to the city gate one after another, tried their best to move the heavy objects placed at the city gate to resist the enemy's battering ram from hitting the city gate, and raced against time to open the city gate to welcome the King of Jin and the reinforcements into the city.

However, in order to defend the city gate from being breached by the enemy, the Polu soldiers guarding the city gate prepared a large number of huge rocks, huge trees and other heavy objects to use against the gate, which could not be easily moved.

In addition, when the fighting on the city wall was at its fiercest, Pang Xianchu, who had no troops to mobilize, mobilized a group of troops from the two groups of soldiers guarding the city gate to climb onto the city wall to help in the battle.

It was even more difficult for the remaining team of men to move the huge rocks and trees in a short time and open the city gate to welcome the King of Jin and the reinforcements.

"Brothers, work harder, the enemy army has already come to kill them!"

The voice of the Polu army guarding the city gate was filled with tears.

At the moment, half of the heavy objects at the city gate have not yet been removed. The large group of troops led by the enemy general is less than a thousand steps away from the city gate. They can reach him in the blink of an eye. How can he not be so anxious!

However, no matter how anxious this hundred households were, it could not change the cruel reality. On the contrary, it only aggravated the panic in the hearts of the soldiers guarding the city gate.

Several soldiers who were moving the giant logs slipped on their feet because of their uneasiness. Then they were crushed to the ground by the huge log weighing hundreds of kilograms, and they vomited blood on the spot.

Seeing this, Lieutenant General Zhou Wuyang of the Yunhui Army, who was leading eight hundred soldiers, finally breathed a sigh of relief. The Yongding Gate could not be opened for the time being, and the dog thief Chen Huaian could not enter the city.

This battle still needs to be fought!

Just when Zhou Wuyang thought that Yongding Gate was within easy reach, a group of people suddenly burst out of an alley in front of them. The leader was a skinny boy of thirteen or fourteen years old, dressed in Chinese clothes, with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks.

The young man pointed his hand at Zhou Wuyang and yelled angrily: "Who is coming? Tell me your name!"

Phew!

Seeing this, Zhou Wuyang almost laughed out loud because he was so angry that he thought to himself that this is a stupid and heartless son of a landlord who came out of nowhere. He must have been kicked in the head by a donkey!

If it were normal times, Zhou Wuyang might still have the time to tease Mengzi with this silly boy.

But at this moment, he didn't have time to waste time on this fool.

With just a look, two soldiers wearing heavy armor immediately appeared, holding a ring-shou knife and killing the group of unarmed people in front.

"Oh, you dare to ignore this prince, you are such a bold maniac. I'm looking for a beating!"

The skinny young man who called himself the prince glared angrily, and then shouted sternly:

"Come here, bring up my prince's drum, urn, and golden hammer!"

Soon, eight servants in groups of four came to the skinny boy carrying a pair of golden hammers.

Almost at the same time, two heavily armored soldiers rushed in front of the young man with their swords, and without saying a word, they slashed with the swords.

Hey!

"Young people don't have martial ethics, so they can attack by surprise, right?"

The skinny boy faced the two heavily armored soldiers who raised their swords high and slashed hard. He easily dodged and moved to miss the edge.

Then, he grabbed a golden hammer with one hand and used a backhand with a dull hammer move against the two heavily armored enemy soldiers who rushed towards him again with their swords.

boom!

boom!

There were only two loud loud noises heard, and the two heavily armored enemy soldiers were instantly hit by the skinny boy and flew several feet away. Then they fell heavily in front of Lieutenant General Zhou Wuyang.

Both of them were bleeding from their orifices, and they burped on the spot without even making a sound.

Zhou Wuyang didn't even see clearly how the skinny young man on the opposite side made his move. The two veterans under his command were just hammered down by the young man and died.

At this time, I saw the young man across from me easily carrying a pair of golden hammers that required the combined efforts of four adults on his shoulders in such a domineering manner.

There was an arrogant and domineering expression on his childish face, and he asked again: "Hey, who are you talking about? Tell me your name!"

"My prince's drum, urn, and golden hammer will never kill unknown rats!"

puff--

Zhou Wuyang almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood, but he no longer dared to look down upon the skinny young man in front of him who was born with supernatural powers.

He also recognized the pair of golden hammers he was wielding. They were clearly the drum-beating-urn golden hammer, the first of the four powerful eight hammers.

Zhou Wuyang said: "My child, this general is Zhou Wuyang, the deputy general of Yunhui Army and the hussar general of the Great New Dynasty. Who are you?"

"Zhou Wuyang? Never heard of it!"

The young man sneered and said, "My father is the King of Jin, and my brother is also the King of Jin. Who do you think I am?"

"Chen, Chen Longxiang?"

Zhou Wuyang blurted out: "Are you Chen Longxiang, the second son of the Jin Dynasty who had a vision from the sky when you were born and who was born with supernatural powers since childhood?"

"Weren't you sent to Longhu Mountain to practice by Chen Polu?"

Ha ha!

Chen Longxiang laughed loudly and said, "You know quite a lot!"

Then, the conversation changed and he said sternly: "But do you know that bad people die from talking too much? Look at the hammer——"

Before he finished speaking, Chen Longxiang thundered on the ground, wielding a pair of drums, urns, and golden hammers and charged into the 800-armored enemy army.

In an instant, corpses were flying near the Yongding Gate of Longcheng, and screams continued.

With the help of Chen Longxiang wielding the drum, urn and golden hammer to stop Zhou Wuyang's 800 soldiers from seizing the gate, a group of soldiers of the Polu army who stayed at the Yongding Gate of Dragon City finally moved away the huge rocks, huge trees and other heavy objects piled at the gate.

Then, the team of Polu troops guarding the gates worked together and finally opened the two thick solid wood gates from the inside.

When the city gate opened, King Chen Huaian of the Jin Dynasty, who was wearing a golden battle armor and holding a Fang Tian painted halberd and riding a yellow gelding, happened to ride his horse onto the suspension bridge spanning both sides of the moat, and then rode Juechen into the city gate. , single-handedly kill the enemy.

Following closely behind them were the 18 Dragon City Cavalry and 20,000 Black Armor Light Cavalry with shining silver armor.

Thousands of horses galloped across the city gate, like a tornado passing through, sweeping up the yellow sand in the sky, blocking the sky and making it difficult to open one's eyes.

The first time Chen Huaian rode into the city, he saw his younger brother Chen Longxiang wielding a pair of drums, urns, and golden hammers and hammering at the enemy array wearing heavy armor. He defeated a heavily armored enemy with one hammer.

Chen Huaian looked angry and scolded: "Long Xiang, who asked you to commit this crime?"

Chen Longxiang looked at his eldest brother with an aggrieved look and whispered: "Brother, they were the ones who chopped me with a knife first!"

Chen Huaian sighed, then looked at his younger brother Chen Longxiang, who already looked a little like an adult, with a doting look on his face, and said in a gentle tone:

"Forget it, let's go to Qixia Temple in Fengming Mountain to find the old monk in black, and let him do something to save the souls of the undead who died under your drum, urn, and golden hammer!"

"You also remember that, if you don't do it next time, remember not to commit any random crimes!"

Chen Longxiang grinned, showing his neat white teeth, and replied crisply: "Brother, I know!"

Afterwards, Chen Huaian no longer cared about his younger brother Chen Longxiang, but rode his horse up the horse track on the Dragon City wall and went straight to the front line of the battlefield where the fierce fighting was still going on.

When the reinforcements led by Chen Huaian climbed onto the city wall, the morale of the Yunhui army who tried to fight against the trapped beasts instantly collapsed, and countless soldiers fled in all directions.

Fan Wuji, the former deputy general of the army, immediately waved his sword and raised his arms and shouted: "The king who follows the Jin Dynasty will prosper, and the king who goes against the Jin Dynasty will perish!"

"The king who follows the Jin Dynasty will prosper, and the king who goes against the Jin Dynasty will perish!"

The other Dragon City cavalry soldiers who climbed onto the city wall roared in unison.

For a moment, countless soldiers of the Yunhui Army threw away their weapons and knelt together on the narrow city wall where corpses were strewn everywhere, shouting that King Jin lived a thousand years longer.

Chen Huaian was in high spirits and rode his horse on the walls of Dragon City, stepping on the corpses of enemy soldiers.

Arriving at Xiguan, a big man whose armor was broken and whose face could no longer be seen suddenly stood up among the dead.

A pair of big bloody hands firmly raised the battle flag of the Eighth Regiment of the Polu Army that had been cut off by the bandits.

Behind him, the dilapidated battle flag of the Polu Army was already stained with blood, but the four-clawed golden dragon on the scarlet flag became more and more lifelike.

Under the setting sun, a four-clawed golden dragon flew in the wind, and a pair of sharp dragon eyes seemed to blink in the glow.

Suddenly, a weak and hoarse but firm enough voice cut through the city, shaking the world:

"The eighth regiment, flag bearer Xiao Po is here!"

"The flag is here, the city is here!"