The moment the Hulao Pass door was pushed open, the generals in the inner city realized that something was wrong.
"Hurry up and close the city gate!" Lord Silence heard the sound of the cavalry's hoofbeats coming from outside the gate, and he was surrounded by the dead people in Weng City. Although he was sitting high on the horse, he was chopping down the demon soldiers like melons and vegetables. But it was difficult to escape for a while, and the enemy cavalry was about to storm the formation in an instant.
How could a team that couldn't even line up its formation and whose horses didn't even start running, be able to face off against the charging Great Jin Feng Lei Cavalry?
Even if it is a skeleton that has been dead for seventy years, the power of the charge can still easily disintegrate the tiger cavalry in Wengcheng.
Skeletons blessed with demonic energy are not things that can fall apart with one blow, but monsters that can kill people if they are not careful!
Above the inner city, Yuan Zhe and Wang Lang looked at each other and saw something bad in each other's eyes.
"Da Sima!" Wu Lianjiang shouted.
The five thousand cavalry in the city are still charging out, but the cavalry outside has been blocked.
dilemma!
This means that the Tiger Cavalry, which has lost the ability to charge, will face the charging Wind and Thunder Cavalry head-on, and the outcome can be imagined.
"Close the city gate." Wang Lang ordered through gritted teeth.
"Da Sima, let me lead the troops and rush out!" Wu Lianjiang said anxiously, "The Jin Dynasty Fenglei Cavalry was famous all over the world seventy years ago, but this is seventy years later. What's so scary about a group of dead people?"
"General." Yuan Zhe said in a deep voice, "If the gate of Hulao cannot be closed, even if the outer city is recaptured, it will be meaningless."
"Da Sima, give the order." Wu Lianjiang regarded death as if he were dead.
Wang Lang took a deep breath and said: "Commander, you stay. General Wu, only you know how to open the Hulao Pass city defense formation, so you stay too."
"General?" Yuan Zhe was stunned, and Wu Lianjiang was also stunned.
"You are right. If the city gate is not closed, it will be in vain to take back the outer city." Wang Lang, the great commander of the Yan Kingdom, said, "It is up to me, Wang Lang, to close this gate."
After that, he flew down from the tower.
"This, military advisor?" Wu Lianjiang wanted to say something, but Yuan Zhe shook his head and said, "Believe him, you and I can't change the decision made by the general."
"Commander, beat the drum for me!" Wang Lang went down from the tower, got on his horse, rectified his troops, and shouted loudly: "Line up and charge with me!"
"Clear the road!!" Wu Lianjiang shouted from the tower.
"Dong dong dong."
Yuan Zhe personally went into battle and beat the war drum, which shocked Hulao Pass.
The army that captured the city had no time to turn back. With the help of Bai Ze's Tianxuan Sword Formation, Zhou Shen had already pushed the battle line under the outer city.
"kill!!"
The two sides were fighting inextricably.
"Listen to the order!!" The Silent Lord drew his sword and roared, "Get off your horse, push these dead people away, and clear the way for the general to leave the city!!"
"Got the order!!" The tiger cavalry hissed and roared. The wind and thunder cavalry had already begun to charge. The flaming skeleton war horses responded to the call. Meng Tian got on his horse. The Jin cavalry, which was famous in the north seventy years ago, made a comeback and entered the city from the wilderness outside the pass. Go straight to Wengcheng.
All the tiger cavalry in Wengcheng dismounted, roaring and pushing away the besieging army of the dead with their flesh and blood bodies.
The cavalrymen dismounted and fought fiercely with the dead men.
Sword to sword, knife to knife!
The blood-stained passage was torn apart by the last line of defense of the Yan Kingdom. The dismounted cavalry roared to dismount, roared to fight, and roared to the underworld.
Lord Silence's eyes turned red.
In the battle of Wengcheng, the general of Hulaoguan knew clearly that the tiger was finished, no matter the victory or defeat.
“Dong dong, dong dong, dong dong dong!!”
Yuan Zhe kept beating the drum, the Wengcheng ground shook, and the Feng Lei Cavalry rushed towards the Silent Lord with majestic murderous intent. The first demon general was none other than Xian Zhen's powerful general, Meng Tian.
Seventy years ago, during the Northern War, Meng Tian, the unparalleled cavalry commander of the God of War Xian Zhen, and the general of the Fengling Cavalry, was hailed as the ghost general in the north.
Wherever the wind and thunder pass, no fierce ghosts are born.
"Tiger Cavalry, charge!!" Wang Lang roared, and the cavalry rushed out of the city gate from the inner city. The war horses followed the bloody path stained with the blood of the cavalry and headed straight towards the Fengling Cavalry.
The cavalry faced off, and the entire Wengcheng trembled!
Wang Lang took the lead and stared at the burning demon general. It was a pitch-black flame, carrying the aura of destruction from hell.
"Seventy years from now, let me personally experience the power of Dayan's cavalry." Meng Tian's sword pointed directly at Wang Lang, and the horse under his crotch was extremely fast. When the passage in front of the two armies was cleared, they had already crossed the border.
Wherever Feng Lei rode by, the dismounted Tiger Cavalry soldiers fell down one after another, unable to resist.
This is the difference between mounted cavalry and dismounted cavalry. It is not an exaggeration to say that the difference is between clouds and mud.
In the eyes of the Feng Lei Cavalry who started running, those dismounted cavalry were just fish on the chopping board, ready to be slaughtered.
"Come!" Wang Lang only said one word, and his sword had already collided with Meng Tian's.
Sword versus sword, horse versus horse, man versus man, true energy versus demonic energy!
"boom!!--"
The huge energy shattered the floor of the urn city with a radius of ten feet. In front of the general's formation, countless soldiers were rushed out. Some were directly shocked to death, and even men and horses fell straight down.
"Don't look back!" Zhou Shen shouted on top of the urn city, "Kill up and take back the outer city! If you don't succeed in this battle, you will be benevolent!!"
"If you don't succeed, you will be benevolent." Bai Ze took a deep breath, held the Qingshuang Sword, and the sword was surrounded by three inches of Qinglong Sword Qi. He entered the formation and charged in unstoppably.
The two-front battlefield was fully open, and on the second day of the siege, the bloody battle began again.
From noon to dusk, both sides continued to mobilize troops. The number of troops increased from less than 20,000 at the beginning to nearly 40,000.
Recruitment has begun in the inner city of Hulao Pass.
The shouts of killing had long since stopped, leaving only the sound of swords fighting in the barbican.
The sound of beating drums started when Wang Lang came down from the tower and never stopped. Yuan Zhe took off his shirt and exposed his back. The scholar's figure, which looked thin in the harsh northern winter, was dripping with sweat. His hands were already bleeding from the beating of the war drums, but he drummed one drum after another without stopping.
At dusk, in the inner city, a demonic figure crawled out of the karez, and it turned out to be Sun Weining, who had been pierced through the chest by Bai Ze's sword during the night attack.
As soon as the demon general came out of the karez, the well water on his body immediately froze. He walked step by step, and the ice fell bit by bit.
Sun Weining avoided his eyes and went straight to the underground palace where the Hulao Pass seal was carved to protect the city.
But he was destined to never arrive.
Because someone stopped him in the alleyway.
The person blocking the road was none other than Dushan King Zhang Wei.
The guest in white clothes was sitting leisurely in the tea shed in the corner of the alley, but what he drank was not tea, but wine. He ate comfortably with a pile of side dishes, a pile of beef, and a pile of peanuts.
Sun Weining felt bad.
He couldn't see clearly the depth of the man blocking the road. He only felt that a huge crisis enveloped him, as if a giant dragon was overlooking his soul and could devour him at any time.
"Tsk tsk." Zhang Wei drank, glanced sideways at the demon general, shook his head and muttered to himself: "After all, it was Xie Xuan who calculated the secret of breaking the sky with one finger. He was sure that there must be someone in the city trying to destroy the city defense formation. Haha, same thing. The method is effective in Weicheng, do you think it will still be effective in Hulao Pass?"
Sun Weining turned around and wanted to run away.
But Zhang Wei obviously didn't want to give him a chance, so with a flick of his finger, the vitality blade flew out from the size of a fingernail, swelled up in the wind, turned into the size of a saber, and cut off the demon general's head with one blow.
"Call it off, call it a day." Zhang Wei drank the last glass of wine, stood up, patted the non-existent dust on his body, and stepped into the dusk.
He didn't care about the battle situation in the outer city.
Xie Xuan's only disciple is there, and he will not watch Bai Ze die. Therefore, Hulao Pass will definitely win this battle.
But if you want to win, you have to pay a price.
This price can only be paid once.
Above the nine heavens, wind and thunder began to gather.
"boom……"
The ancient underground palace began to operate.
Seventy years later, it finally got off the ground.
Zhang Wei looked up at the sky above Hulao Pass and murmured to himself: "It's about to begin."
That night, the city defense formation at Hulao Pass, which had been dormant for seventy years, activated its offensive mode.
In the underground palace, Wu Lianjiang was completely exhausted and his hands were covered with blood. He stood in the huge underground palace, the complex magic circle like stars began to operate, and the power of thunder was ready to go.
The wind and clouds are stirring in the Nine Netherworld, and the white tiger roars across the sky.
In the wilderness outside the pass, Xian Zhen raised his head and witnessed with his scarlet magic eyes the strange sight of thunder filling the sky above Hulao Pass.
Thunder flies through the dark clouds, looking like a white tiger. It roars to the sky and shakes the earth.
"Click!!——"
Countless thunderbolts fell from the sky and swayed wantonly at Hulao Pass. The dazzling electric light lit up the ancient city, like a pearl in the hand of the God of Death.
Xian Zhen sighed deeply.
He grabbed the air in front of him as if grabbing a wine glass, but what he held in his hand was only the windy sand of the north.
"Honor the wind and thunder." said the lonely demon general.
