The iron cavalry was like the wind, blowing up gusts of wind and smoke outside Yunyang City.
Meng Ye, who was hurriedly running for his life, fled in front with his bodyguards, but the infantrymen riding Hot Wheels behind could not escape. Thousands of deserters, chased by Xu Lang's hundreds of elite cavalry, were either cut down or put down their weapons and waited obediently by the roadside. Those who occasionally tried to cover for Meng Ye quickly became cannon fodder.
Gradually, there were only dozens of riders behind Meng Ye, including Meng Xu.
"Brother, you go first, let me hold on for a while!"
Finally, Meng Xu stopped being timid and made his own decision.
He suddenly stopped, held up his gun, and looked directly at Xu Lang, who was chasing after him like lightning.
Meng Ye gritted his teeth and became ruthless, immersed himself in fighting the horse and ran away. If he were captured today, I'm afraid no one would be able to report the news here to Prince Ping's Mansion in time, and Gucheng, which bore the brunt, would not have time to prepare a defense.
However, he obviously underestimated Xu Lang's combat effectiveness.
When Xu Lang saw Meng Xu, he also grabbed the reins of the horse and stopped five meters away from Meng Xu.
"Hey, that thief general, you are not my rival, why bother to be my slave!"
The momentum was very strong. At that time, Xu Lang had not figured out Meng Xu's identity, but he knew that this person must have a lot of background.
"Hmph, stop talking nonsense, let's see the real deal under our hands!"
With that said, Meng Xu screamed and rushed towards Xu Lang.
The two of them were so close to each other that the horse couldn't get up to speed for a while. Xu Lang smiled slightly, raised his long spear high, and slammed it down with great force.
This was really an unorganized move, but it was so powerful and so fast that Meng Xu had no choice but to raise his gun.
Click!
Unexpectedly, as soon as he closed it, his gun barrel was smashed into two pieces by Xu Lang. He was dumbfounded for a moment and subconsciously took out the knife.
But Xu Lang didn't want to tangle with him anymore, so he knocked his knife away with another blow, then closed his horse and bullied him, and captured him with a strike like lightning.
These few blows were like lightning, extremely fast, and before Meng Xu could recover, he was thrown heavily to the ground.
"Tied!"
After throwing away the two words, Xu Lang hit the horse and chased forward.
Capturing Meng Ye was his only belief at this time.
However, after enduring such a blockage, Meng Ye ran another hundred or ten meters. Xu Lang didn't hesitate to give up the horse and hit him hard. The horse was in pain and ran faster.
Along the way, the straggler Meng Ye's personal guards caused a little trouble, but in front of Xu Lang, they just met each other and said nothing.
After half a stick of incense, Meng Ye panicked and found a mountain stream several feet wide blocking his way.
"General, there is no way!"
One of the guards exclaimed.
Meng Ye's face was dark, and he was instantly overwhelmed by thousands of greetings.
It seems that it is me who is destined to die!
There is no way to escape, it is better not to escape.
He dismounted and patted the horse's head.
"Old man, let's go!"
However, the horse was so loyal that he suddenly knelt down and refused to leave.
"Brothers, surrender if you wish, as long as you can save your life and wealth. I don't blame you, General!"
Meng Ye said slowly, his heart ready to die. As soon as Yunyang was defeated, he, as the coach, had committed a huge crime. Even with Princess Ping's relationship, I was afraid that he would not be able to see Jiangdong and his father again.
"No, I am willing to fight to the death with the general!"
Even though he was usually friendly and kind to others, the remaining dozen personal guards actually unanimously wanted to live or die with him.
"Alas, why are you suffering?"
Meng Ye sighed, with tears in his eyes.
Uh-huh!
He shook the spear vigorously and resolutely walked towards Xu Lang, who was approaching.
Behind him, the personal guards also held swords and followed him to meet him.
