Joy of Life

(Because it is difficult to write, so it is slower. The content of this chapter is a story that satisfies me for a long time. ** I want to write, I am very pleased...) Collision to decide the two cavalry teams, like two The wind generally rolled out their respective streets and lanes, and slammed into the vacancy in the northwest corner of Gongqian Square.

In the moment before the collision, the black cavalry of the high-speed approach was covered with a single armor, but the other hand did not hold the knife and the gun, but the flat end of the machine, and the trigger was shaken before everyone reacted. !

The Qing cavalry is proficient in riding and shooting, but in such a frontal battle, it is generally customary to use a knife and a gun to face each other, basically no one will take the opportunity to charge. Because the machine itself has weight, and in such a short sprint distance, if the action is a little slow, I am afraid that the arrow has not been sent out, and the double convenience has already collided.

However, the black rides are different. They started to develop this habit from the first day of admission to the supervision institute. They are still stable and stable. It is said that the black riding of nearly one thousand people’s supervision institute is actually one. A powerful collective assassination raid weapon.

In such a short distance, hundreds of sharp and sinister arrows, all shot out, did not give any chance to resist the cavalry that came under the Zhengyang Gate.

After countless sounds and sighs, the cavalry brigade that came under the Zhengyangmen had camped in front of the knight. I don’t know how many shots were shot by the smashing arrows. Some of them were still on the horseback, and they took out the blade and yelled at the others. The closer the cavalry was cut off.

The black ride abandoned the hoe, pulled the knife from the saddle, and cut it back, turning it into a snow. The head of the cavalry was cut down directly. Two hundred black riders made this action at the same time, discarding the clean and neat, the pneumatic mountain river pulling out the knife, and the first one was so thrilling, two hundred people made such a difficult attack and killing method neatly. It looks very beautiful on the sand.

One party is struggling under the Zhengyang Gate. After being arrested for more than a thousand subordinates and banned brigades by the Supervisory Academy, they finally succeeded in sweeping the road and went to the rebel cavalry brigade in front of the Imperial City. One party is forbearing for a long time, recharge and recharge, just wait for the Titus to make an order. It is necessary to make the mysterious black ride of the most powerful blow to the supervision institute.

Because of the relationship between the momentum, the spirit and the physical strength of the two sides, the gap that was not too big was suddenly widened to a distance that could not be assumed on the battlefield.

Two hundred black riders are like a knife that has been burned hot. They rushed into the Qinjia cavalry brigade with great precision. They easily and happily opened the cavalry brigade into the palace square and opened a big hole. With countless blood splashes, the dead body of the corpse, the black ride successfully broke the Qin family cavalry. Separate... Qin Heng and more than 300 cavalry from the brigade, making them a lonely army.

Black riding is superb. In the midst of speed, he successfully converted the formation. The whole team suddenly spread out. The cavalry rushing to the forefront pulled to the right, screaming at the speed and tremendous impact. Block the rear cavalry brigade.

The remaining one hundred black riders are spurting to the left, like a group of wolves, quickly picking their own targets, pasting the front of the camp where Qin Heng is located, and sticking them together With a knife in his hand, he bite and smothered.

However, in an instant, Qin Heng’s striker’s battalion was brutally wounded, and the rear cavalry battalion was stunned by this thunder, and it was impossible to rush to rescue at a time. At this time, there were many rebel forces in the square, but they were separated. There is still a distance, especially when the rebels are changing formations, the situation is messy... Seeing the black riding speed of lightning, no one knows when the brigade comes to the round, will the black ride count this number? Hundreds of cavalry all rushed clean! The horses under the seat were silent and struggling, and the horses under the Qin family’s cavalry were screaming and running, just as they were carrying the landlord’s state of mind at this time. The black riding ground chased the speed too fast. In a moment, the chasing camp of Qin Heng was chasing the distance from the Pioneer Camp to the square, and it was separated from the rear brigade.

This scene is really shocking, surrounded by rebel forces, Qin Laozi and Ye Zhong have already reacted, ordering the rebels to quickly close to the gap in the northwest, be sure to catch the black ride before succeeding Contact with Qin Heng.

If you let more than 10,000 rebels succeed in the encirclement, how can the black ride be tyrannical, and there is only one dead end. Of course, even if the Black Ride succeeded in killing Qin Heng in a casual manner, I am afraid that it will still be a dead end. But the black horse headed by Jinge seems to have not considered it at all. In the eyes of the public, surrounded by countless rebels, in the wide square in front of the palace, it is so desperate, brave and even arrogant. The tail of Qin Heng Pioneer Camp...

Dust smoke gradually began, more than a hundred black cavalry under the eyes of tens of thousands of rebels, chasing hundreds of Qin family elite cavalry, this resolute gesture, this arrogant death, this people The picture of the heart will surely stay in people's memory for a long time.

A dust dragon, hundreds of cavalry homes forgotten to kill, from the northwest corner of the square, all the way through the center of the square! Qin Heng is not a weak person. Otherwise, it is impossible to become the second young commander of the Kyoto Guards since Ye Ye in his 30s. It is also impossible to become a deputy of the Privy Council at a young age. For the situation on the battlefield, the Qin family’s second-generation leader has no doubt his own wisdom and judgment.

He was good at leading the troops, and he reacted very quickly. When the shadow of the black ride appeared on the side of his eye, he immediately made a decision and made the first frontal collision, as long as he could stand the first wave of offensive. The rear brigade continued, and the other two districts were riding more than two hundred, which could not make any impact.

It’s just that today’s battle in Kyoto is really different from the killing on the battlefield. The street fighting under Zhengyangmen is also very different from the street fighting described in the regular military law book. Qin Heng never thought about it. The department that survived the world can actually explode such tremendous power in the street fighting, so that the Qin family cavalry suffered heavy losses, and also consumed too much morale and mental strength.

The most critical thing is that Qin Heng never imagined that the black cavalry of 200 people in that district. Actually, I have such a strong momentum, a quick impact, and a murderous means of ruthlessness.

He did not think of it anyway. The five hundred cavalry in the forward camp did not even resist the first wave of the other side. Was cut into two by the other side!

Qin Heng’s heart is cold. The reaction was very fast, fast and whip, not at all in the same place with the black ride to kill, but directly speed up, leading his cavalry toward the center of the square. All around are rebel people, as long as they enter the encirclement, those black rides only have to wait for death.

He wants to be fast, as fast as possible!

It should be said that Qin Heng's reaction was very fast. The training of the Qin family cavalry was also very effective. Although he was bitten by the black riding like a wolf, the cavalry forward camp still managed to escape from the Dingjia junction and escaped into the square.

Just black riding is faster. More awkward, it has not been pulled down at all. Instead, it faintly formed a black-and-horse leader wearing a silver mask. It is also sprinted from the side. There are only three horses in the distance from Qin Heng!

Qin Heng’s helmet has a pair of cold eyes, although the black rider’s bravery is beyond his meaning. The other party dared to chase himself into the rebel army. It seems that he is going to desperate to stab himself, but he knows that the black raid has failed because he knows his old father will not see himself die. And the rescue of the rebels has arrived.

At this time, the rebel camp was halfway through, and it was found that Qin Heng was in deep danger of hard work. Naturally, two brigades were sent to rescue, and at the same time, it was intended to kill this black cavalry that was like a sudden drop in the sky. The two brigades are still some distance away from the dust dragon, most of them are infantry, if they can catch up with the black riding raid and Qin Heng escapes the odd speed.

However, at this time, there was a mighty command in the rebel camp: "Put!"

There is a god's main card on the imperial city, the arrow rain has not fallen to the glory, this scene of the thrilling in the square, but there is no existence that can prevent the determination of Qin's father, with this order, countless arrows, toward the dust dragon's place Shooted in the past!

The sound of the smashing sound screamed and smashed into pieces, and all the cavalry who were desperately killed in life and death were all covered. It was not at all concerned that the black horses were chasing their own cavalry!

Qin Heng has already guessed that his father is on the battlefield. He never has any hesitation. He also knows that this arrow will come. His face is blue and his high speed is causing his lips to be white, and before the arrow rains. It is already a rollover and is shot at the side rear of the mount.

The ruthless feather arrow pierced everyone's body, breaking the high-speed sprinting cavalry body, the rotating arrow tearing the cavalry's light armor, drilling the human fleshy flesh and plunging into their internal organs. Or bones!

For a moment, the high-speed Mercedes-Benz chasing the cavalry of both sides, at the same time suffered a blow from the arrow rain, smashing horses, falling, falling flesh and blood, and sounded muffled.

At such a moment, both the Qin family's cavalry and the black riding of the supervision institute suffered the same fate and miserable fate.

Although the black riding armor is specially made by Nei Ku Bingfang, it is lighter and more sophisticated than the Qingjun elite materials, but it still suffered heavy losses under this round of arrow rain, and those Qin family's own cavalry were even devastated! The prince turned his head and looked at Qin’s father in disbelief. It seemed that he did not think why he would issue such a horrible order. Didn’t he worry about Qin Heng’s life and death, and the two hundred black rides could not cause anything. The great destruction, so that the use of arrows and rain to kill the enemy and not kill, do not worry about causing the instability of the military?

Qin’s father squinted and the cold light came out of the two small slits. Everyone in the field, only he knew what the purpose of the black ride was, and only he knew that if he let the two hundred black riders After chasing down, the vanguard camp led by Qin Heng could not escape before the rebel rescue arrived.

He knows the power of the black ride, and thinks that the fan is laid out under the Zhengyang Gate. The black rides ambushed here are for the words of the previous city, which made him angry to the extreme.

"I want you to be a grandson of the old Qin family!" Qin is a monk. Since Fan Xian wants to let himself break his grandson, he would rather do it himself. I am not willing to look at the people who are arbitrarily arranged, killing my son, not to mention...the son of his old Qin family is so easy to die.

Qin Heng did not die, his seat was covered with feather arrows, after two sorrows. He fell heavily toward the ground. Because he was prepared, although the horse was hit by the ground and fell forward with the ground, the armor of the body even wiped out a myriad of weak fires because of the friction with the ground. However, most of the ground has been unloaded, and with the shelter of the mount, there is no middle arrow.

The arrow rain was just a wave, and then it stopped. Most of the cavalry you chased me had fallen into a pool of blood. Although the number of survivors in the black ride was more, it also lost the mount, and was either heavy or heavy. Light injury. They did not panic, but continued to lift the knife. The Qin family cavalry who fell to the ground and killed the past.

At this time, Qin Heng has stood up. Rebel support around the area is also rapidly approaching.

Jingo. The black riding vice commander wearing a silver mask began with a contact war. It became the tip of the black horse, staring at Qin Heng with the most determined attitude and the fastest speed, without letting him out of his sight. When the arrow rained, Jinge was also hit hard by one person. A feather arrow passed through his body piece and slanted into his left shoulder. A **** mark quickly leaked out, and he Under the ground, the seat is also soft and the front legs are silent and fall to the ground silently.

His feet were heavily placed in the saddle, just in the moment when the arrow rain stopped, holding a black pike, as a wolf king rushed out, with a touch of hiding for many years, **** hunger, unstoppable.

The distance between Sanzhang and the fleeting moments, Qin Heng just pulled out his thigh from the horse at this time, and stood up very difficult. It seems that the mental strength has been exhausted to the extreme, and it seems that he can only die with the black gun.

But no one thought that Qin Heng’s seemingly exhausted body had regained vitality at this moment. He only heard that he had slammed and did not turn and had already slashed his sword. The whole body quickly swung. It is like a shadow, and it is extremely enchanting to rub with the fierce black gun shadow!

Jing Ge shot a full force, could not expect the other party to have such a clever way to the gun body, the whole spirit of anger condensed in this gun, the gun tip at this time fell, stabbing the square slab around Qin Heng The ground slammed the slate into countless pieces!

In the muffled sound, Qin Heng's body shape did not stop, and for a moment he approached Jinge's body, a cold, abrupt left elbow, and the sword in his hand cut into Jingo's neck!

A flash of one turn and one cut, such a clean three-shot, or in such a complicated situation of the sand field, Qin Heng is extremely powerful, it is no wonder that Qin’s father has such great confidence in him that he faces the silver face alone. Jingo's spurs!

In such a close distance, so violently cut, I am afraid that Fan Xian is difficult to resist, Jinge is only afraid of death. On the way to this thrilling pursuit, the rebels’ attack on the Imperial City has never stopped. The heavy vehicles used to collide with the palace gates are still tireless, not afraid of falling into the ground, and then launching to the three gates. Clashing, huge muffled sounds, echoing from time to time in the Imperial City, it sounds like a shocking drum.

And just in the square, the singular pursuit of the killing to the last moment, Qin Heng's sword is only three inches from Jing Ge's neck, the offensive and defensive at Gongmen, there have also been shocking changes!

A loud bang, the thick palace gate in the middle was actually opened!

At this moment, all the rebels were afraid to believe their eyes, and then the emotions of ecstasy and excitement prevailed.

At this time, the black horse has been defeated, Jinge will die, the palace gate has been opened, and the balance of victory has undoubtedly thrown away all the codes and began to snuggle behind the rebels.

Looking at this scene, the spirit of the Prince was refreshed. He looked at Qin’s father and Ye Zhong, and took a deep breath and said: “All-out attack!”

Fan stood on the black coffin and gently tapped the rhythm of the toes, who couldn’t understand the rhythm. Looking at the fatal changes that occurred between the electric and the Flint in the Imperial City, there was still no decision to make a foot. Open the coffin and take out the heavy clam in the coffin.

Because he stands taller than everyone else, as Chen Pingping once taught. So he looks farther than everyone else and can see some details that have not been noticed.

He saw that he still stayed in the Western rebel camp. The generals of the Dingzhou family were discussing with the two emperors, but they gradually moved closer to the past, and naturally separated the cronies of the two emperors from the periphery.

He saw the rebel camp. The first time the Prince of God, who showed the look of joy, was next to him. The face of the leaf was as smooth as usual, but the palace code was dragged back to a position. During the rebel camp, in the chaos brought by the rescue of Qin Heng, the Dingzhou Army’s army gradually changed its formation, albeit subtle. However, in the eyes of the condescending Fan, it is particularly dazzling.

If a complicated situation is composed of countless pictures, then these pictures are in the eyes of Fan Xian, and some people are not aware of the changes, but he knows that his gambling is caused by the changes in these pictures. Decide on the final success or failure.

He tied the Great Wei Tianzi sword tightly to his back, and the palm of his hand pulled the hooks that he had prepared for himself two years ago. I glanced at the direction of the defending city and blinked slightly. Said: "Prepare."

Then he last ordered a coffin with his toes, thinking that he would not use you today.

The change of the picture. It happened in the next moment. This change will determine the future of the country, and is destined to become a conscience of future generations of young historians.

The first picture changes. Jing Ge, who wore a silver mask and immediately faced death, was in the moment when Qin Hengdi’s sword hit the neck and lowered his head. Jingo bowed his head! Between the electric and the flint, this bow seems to be simple, but it is difficult to reach the extreme, but he is so natural and so fast, just like five hundred years ago, Jinge knows where Qin Heng’s sword will come from. Where will I go, I have simulated it for countless times, and I am ready to meet this sword front.

It was just the gentleness of the bow, let Qin Heng’s sword of murder, cut across the silver mask of Jingo, and draw a silver fire, but did not cut his neck!

What is even more unexpected is that Jingo seems to have poured a shot of the whole body, a shot stabbed, piercing the ground on the bluestone board, actually like a life, quickly bounced back, holding him empty The tiger's mouth slammed back!

Jinge's hand clenched the gun's front three inches and slammed it up!

It all happened too quickly. The silver mask on Jinge’s face was still sparking, and the tip of his gun had been stabbed in from the jaw of Qin Heng!

A loud muffled sound, the sharp tip of the gun was pierced into the brain by Qin Heng's jaw, and the blood was smashed. Qin Heng's body was stiff and soft, and it was killed.

Jing Ge gripped the gun and the gun tip picked Qin Heng's body. Ge’s silver mask was broken in half and slipped to the ground, revealing his true face. The face that Fan Fan had always wanted to see, since he was taken out of the black prison by Chen Pingping, became a member of the black rider. Always hiding the face under the silver mask.

This face is very beautiful, but... from the left ear to the right ear, I don’t know what weapon was cut from the middle! Very old injuries, but still seem so horrible, you can see what kind of injury was suffered that year.

The wound is extremely large, revealing the flesh and white teeth inside, which looks very horrible, especially if the previous Qin Heng sword was blocked by his silver mask, but the sword is still attacking, shaking his old wounds and blood flowing. More obvious!

The entire square was silent, looked at the scene with a shock, looked at the sly black riding commander, and picked the only son of Qin’s father with the tip of his hand. He couldn’t help but think of the curse of the Qin family’s grandson.

The blood dripped from Qin Heng's throat and slid along the long sword to Jing Ge's hand, which was slippery. Jing Ge was silent, but my heart was thinking, when your brother used this trick and ruined his face. In these years, his hatred of the Qin family made him wear a silver mask, and he always pondered the Qin family’s killing. The means, but today you still use this trick, die in your own hands, then don't shout!

Jing Ge gun pick Qin Heng corpse, looking at the rebel army camp Qin Qin, who shouted: "I am Jinge!"

"Qin industry! You kill my family, I also kill your family!"