Hard to be a good wife

"Close the city gate! Prepare for war!" A steed galloped to the gate of the city quickly, and the man on the horse jumped off the horse after shouting, ran to the highest point of the mall building, and lit the beacon fire on the tower.

This beacon tower has been abandoned for many years, and it was not lit in previous battles, because everyone knew that even if it was lit, it would be of no use.

Looking at the rising black smoke, the young man holding a torch stared at the smoke floating high into the sky, and then cast his eyes into the distance.

At the junction of heaven and earth, there seemed to be a cloud of black mist moving over here. He threw down the torch and shouted down: "The enemy is approaching, speed up!"

In broad daylight, the people of Qinyang City suddenly discovered that the atmosphere in the city had changed. The soldiers who should have won the battle gathered together again, dressed in military uniforms and rushed to the city gate. The fleeing people.

"Didn't you say you won the fight? Why did you fight again?" an old man sighed.

"Who knows, maybe there are reinforcements from the enemy army, but don't be afraid, I heard that there is a nobleman in our city, and that nobleman came to bring a rare fire bomb, which is enough to deter the opponent. of it."

"Hey, I hope so, otherwise we people... don't panic, take someone to Yurong Street to help, it's good if you can help."

"Here."

An hour passed quickly, and there was a vibration from the calm ground. Even if you didn't see everyone, you could still think of the scene of thousands of troops galloping.

"Report... [-] enemy troops, [-] vanguards have arrived at the city, do you want to launch an attack?"

"Report... 1 enemy left-wing troops are digging 200 meters away. They seem to be going through the city gate from the ground. Please show me the city lord!"

"Report... 1 enemy right-wing troops have circled behind Qinyang City, trying to attack, please send troops to support the resistance!"

Yang Feng frowned, looking at the young man standing beside him, "Your Highness, how should we fight this battle?"

Obviously, City Lord Yang knew that without special means, it was impossible to win this battle, unless there were still many fireballs used by the princess last time, but that still couldn't stop the [-] troops.

"Wait!" Prince Zhao only said one word.

"Wait?" Yang Feng felt that he was going crazy, when will he wait?Does His Highness think there will be reinforcements?

But the total of the guards within a thousand miles is not enough to resist the opponent's [-] troops!

"Your Highness, the opponent's combat power has increased significantly this time. At least [-] of them are elite soldiers from the North Vietnam. The leader of the army, Ye Shi, is a good general from the North Vietnam. Just rely on us..."

Prince Zhao cast his gaze down the tower, and in front of a row of mighty troops, there was a man looking at him defiantly.

"Haha... the grandsons of the Southern Jin Dynasty, please surrender obediently! As long as you open the city gate, this general will guarantee that the people in the city will not die! Otherwise...after this general breaks open the city gate, Qinyang City will be bloodbathed!"

"Open the city gate! Open the city gate... Surrender! Surrender..." The uniform slogans echoed over Qinyang City, and the people in the city were so frightened that their legs went limp when they heard the enemy's momentum.

"Surrender is the only way to survive..." The hearts of the people in the city began to shake. No one is not afraid of death. Who doesn't want to live when they know there is a way to survive?

"Shut up! The soldiers are swearing to defend the city in front of us, we just don't do our best, how can we give up lightly?"

Tang Yue saw that the hearts of the people were agitated, so he had some soft-footed shrimps caught and thrown into the prison. He also sent people to spread rumors that the reinforcements from the Southern Jin Dynasty were coming, and their strength was enough to wipe out the enemy, so City Lord Yang and the others were still desperately defending the city.

"That noble man is still there." Someone spread the news, and a short sentence instantly calmed the hearts of most of the people.

When they think about it, even the nobleman has not escaped, which means that Qinyang City will not be defeated, otherwise, which nobleman is willing to die with them?

The atmosphere in the city gradually settled down, and the first screams at the gate of the city followed, and the enemy army began to attack the city.

Different from the previous two times, the siege equipment brought by the enemy this time was more sophisticated, the city gate was knocked to the point of collapse, and the soldiers who were climbing towards the city wall were a hundred times more difficult than before.

They are agile and powerful, and they can climb the city wall with only a rope, but they are greeted by boulders, rolling logs, and hot oil.

There were screams one after another, and after half an hour of failure, the No. 1 enemy finally climbed up the tower. He pulled out the long knife at his waist and chopped down a Southern Jin soldier.

In face-to-face hand-to-hand combat, these tall North Vietnamese elite soldiers obviously had the upper hand, and ordinary soldiers were no match for them at all.

"Your Highness..." City Master Yang was in a hurry, "Hurry up and let the officials hold them back..."

Prince Zhao shook his head, pointed to the distance, "Yang Qing, did you see it?"

"What did you see?" City Lord Yang wanted to say that he didn't see anything, and wanted to continue to persuade Prince Zhao to evacuate, when the lieutenant beside him exclaimed, "Which side's reinforcements is that?"

City Lord Yang watched from the repertoire, and the billowing smoke and dust at the junction of the horizons between the two were moving, like an abnormal sandstorm.

He was dumbfounded, "How many cavalry can cause such an effect?"

The speed of that army's movement was not considered fast, but it still gradually revealed its true face.

"God... what is that?"

I saw a cloud like black mist drifting over, its momentum was like a red pillar, and as the opponent approached, the earthquake was no less than the [-] troops before.

When it got closer, some people saw this army armed from head to toe with sharp eyes, but this realization made them even more desperate.

I have never heard of such an army in the Southern Jin Dynasty, so it must be the enemy's reinforcements, and my life is over!

"Your Highness...this...this is..." Yang Feng was shocked and speechless. Could this be their reinforcements?But when did the Southern Jin Dynasty have such mysterious and well-equipped cavalry?

The black armor glowed with a metallic luster, and the horses bound in the armor were so brave that they galloped forward, and the aura of meeting gods and gods killing gods and Buddhas killing Buddhas was unreasonable.

"Next, let's see how lethal this cavalry is."

Yang Feng's eyes fell on the masks with ghost faces and fangs, and he was deeply shocked. This... is this a warrior they trained in the Southern Jin Dynasty?How did you do it?

The five thousand light cavalry who arrived at the battlefield first plunged into the enemy army, disrupted the enemy's formation with agility, and harvested the enemy's life with long knives.

Yang Feng was surprised to find that the long knives seemed to be different from the usual military ones. They were thinner and sharper. When the swords intersected, the opponent's weapon would always be cut off easily, like cutting iron like mud.

"Your Highness, how did this weapon be forged? If my soldiers in the Southern Jin Dynasty can be equipped with such a divine weapon, why worry about the world being in trouble?"

Prince Zhao shook his head, "This kind of weapon consumes too much iron, which is not enough for the whole army to equip. What's more, its forging process is too complicated and cumbersome. It hasn't been forged for ten or eight years, and it can't be forged in such quantity."

"It's a pity... But Your Highness, why did they even put armor on the horses? From a distance, I thought it was iron armor, but it doesn't look like it from a closer look."

"That's rattan armor, made of rattan, lighter than iron armor."

Yang Feng nodded. He began to feel that it was impossible to put iron armor on the horses, otherwise the weight would be good if the horses were not crushed to death. How could their movements be so agile?

"Your Highness, does the king of this army know?" Yang Feng asked fearfully, he thought, he seemed to have spied some secret.

Prince Zhao shook his head and didn't explain too much. He believed that the news spread to Ye City would definitely make the King of Southern Jin furious, and there would be no shortage of ministers who put shit on his head, but he didn't need to mind these anymore.

With the addition of [-] heavy cavalry, the battle has gradually turned from a disadvantage to an advantage. Even if the strength of the two armies is very different, they cannot stop the charge of the black armored guards.

When many soldiers faced the hideous mask, their legs became weak and their resistance plummeted. What's more, they found that these guys in black were invulnerable, as if possessed by magic, which naturally made them lose the will to fight.

Let me ask, knowing that the other party is strong and invincible, and cannot be cut or killed, where does their fighting spirit come from?

Seeing that the morale of the enemy army had plummeted to the bottom, the enemy general chopped off a fleeing soldier and shouted: "Don't mess up the formation and besiege them. This general doesn't believe in this evil. They are just a group of soft bastards pretending to be fools. Kill them all!" "

A knife slashed on a heavily armed black armored guard, and there was a harsh friction sound accompanied by a little spark splashing, as if mocking the general's self-deception.

He was about to swing the knife again, but the opponent didn't give him this chance. He saw the black armored guard pulling the reins with one hand, the mount turned around, and the man fell backwards, with his arms all over his body, and the spear pierced the opponent's head. Half an inch, only cut off a lock of black hair and the opponent's hat.

"Hehe... Mistake, continue!" A hearty male voice came from under the mask, and continued to attack under the surprised eyes of the other party.

"Do your best, or you will surely die today!"

"Hmph, arrogance! General Japan will show you what your real strength is today!"

The weapons exchanged, and the two quickly exchanged more than a dozen moves, one was victorious in agility, the other was victorious in defense, but the winner was not quickly determined.