At night, Li Yi could no longer sleep. He walked out of Wangjiang Tower, walked slowly down the mountain road, and climbed to the Zhonghua Gate. None of the soldiers on the city wall spoke at the moment, and the scene seemed a bit depressing. Li Yi strolled to the city wall, holding the thick bluestone with both hands and looking up. The sky was hazy and there was no moonlight, and the flames around him were beating, seeming to laugh at the nervousness of these people. Qian Zong is really a character. He was able to mobilize 5,000 soldiers and horses in just one night, and directly lured Wang Yupeng and others into prison. The Tianlong Sect advanced too quickly. They raised troops from the south of the Yangtze River and captured several important counties in an instant. Moreover, none of the governors of these counties resisted, and they all surrendered directly It can be seen that The results of the Tianlong Sect's operation in Jiangnan for these years are very obvious. It is obvious that now Jinling can only mobilize five thousand soldiers and horses. Li Yi just stood there holding on to the city wall, silently dazed. Behind him, at some point, a thin, limping scholar stood. ¡°The war is coming, so there¡¯s no need to rest?¡± Wu Xiaoming¡¯s voice was very casual. Li Yi did not answer his question, but asked instead: "Have you known Wang Yupeng for a long time?" "Yes." Wu Xiaoming nodded. Li Yi suddenly felt a little frustrated, so he slowly turned around and sat down against the city wall. There are four gates inside and outside the Zhonghua Gate. The city wall is so thick and solid that ordinary swords can only leave tiny white scratches. At this moment, the city wall, which was originally extremely stiff, suddenly overflowed with water. This is a wisp of tiny drops of water. Li Yi looked up at the sky. Overcast and rainless. ¡ ¡ ¡ ¡ The next day, it will be cloudy. Light rain. The water in the Qinhuai River is still the same as it has been every day for hundreds of years. In a trickling flow. But the waves rising in the river today are not the blue waves of the past, but a milky white water with many black impurities. "It was the ascetics who did it." Qian Zong squatted by the water, dipped his hand into some water and squeezed it, then slowly stood up and said with a frown. Behind him, the originally tall city wall seemed to have shrunk by a full circle. "Just melt the city wall. What a great gesture." Li Yi rubbed his hands - he now didn't know whether he was a monk or a warrior. Or, both? The city wall is melting faster and faster, and soldiers can no longer stand on the city wall now. Behind Li Yi, stood hundreds of heavily armed Han soldiers. At this moment, no one of these people spoke. However, there was still a faint sound of sobbing. "You, come out!" A general shouted. He raised the riding crop in his hand and pointed at an emaciated soldier huddled in the crowd and sobbing. The thin soldier lowered his head and walked out slowly. He is really too thin. So much so that the leather helmet on his head seemed too big, and the armor on his body drooped unfittingly. "Crying in front of the station disturbs the morale of the army. It's time to¡ª¡ª" The general shouted loudly and drew his sword from his waist. He straddled his horse and reached the opponent. "Boom¡ª¡ª" Suddenly, in the sky. There is an extra black boulder. After this black boulder, there were more huge stones, and many stones smashed against the city wall like raindrops. "Here we come!" Qian Zong took a breath, turned over and got on the horse, and raised the Daguan Dao in his hand. What should be faced must be faced sooner or later, no matter how long it is hidden in the courtyard. He gritted his teeth. The planned plan was to defend the city, but now "Kill!" The sword was suddenly raised, and a cold light shot out. The bay-red horse neighed, spread out its hooves and galloped away. Behind him were three hundred elite cavalrymen from the heroic cavalry battalion. On the horizon ahead, there is a tiny black line. The black line squirmed forward quickly, getting bigger and bigger, and then a silver light appeared under the black line on the horizon, and sharp weapons were unsheathed. Getting closer and closer, close enough to be able to clearly see the faces of the people opposite and the fanaticism in their eyes. "Coax¡ª¡ª" The two armies collided instantly. Steel hit flesh and blood for the first time, making a tearing and crushing sound. The cavalry was like a sword, instantly piercing into the opponent's camp. But, yes?'s camp is too huge, and this sword cannot cause much damage to the huge camp. Directly behind the camp was a carriage parked quietly, with a woman standing on the carriage. Wearing a purple robe and long flowing hair, she stood on the carriage, staring coldly at a silver sword in front of her. "Fire the arrow." The woman said coldly. The people behind her hurriedly raised their flags. The countless long archers in the rear had their bows fully drawn - they didn't care whether there would be accidental damage or not, they only looked at the command flag. When the flag was about to fall, the woman suddenly frowned and uttered one word: "Slow down." The flag stopped falling. As the governor of Yangzhou, Qian Zong was not as fat as ordinary bureaucrats. At this moment, he waved a long sword like a bright silver horse. The three hundred knights of the Cavalry Battalion behind him are definitely worthy of the name of the army they belong to. However, their mission is not to kill all the enemies, but to disrupt the opponent's lineup. That¡¯s all. "Go back." Qian Zong led the cavalry and killed three in and three out. Then he slashed the head of an enemy in front of him in half with a sharp knife and shouted: "Go back to the city!" Although the impact and lethality of the cavalry were It is very strong, but it must not be trapped in a tight siege - no matter how good the horse is, it still needs a distance to accumulate impact. Qian Zong waved his Guandao and led his cavalry, drawing a circle in the enemy's camp. Then, with extremely fast speed, he rushed towards Jinling City. The knights of the Xiaoqi camp waved their sabers and cursed in various dialects. After fully defying the enemy, they rode back to the battle with Qian Zong. ¡°Whoosh¡ª¡ª¡± Suddenly, a cold arrow shot straight in front of Qian Zong. "Be careful, Lord Governor!" Qian Zong tried his best to block the arrow with his sword. Although the arrow was blocked, he felt a chill in his heart - the arrow was shot from his left side. He turned around and saw that a heavy cavalry with a thousand people stampeded the ground into a thick cloud of smoke. "There is an ambush!" Qian Zong shouted. He had already investigated in many ways before - the other party had no cavalry at all, and even the other party's navy was just some broken fishing boats converted into vessels. But this well-equipped ambush soldier in front of him, with a dark glow in his armor Is this a gift from her to herself? At this moment, it is still far away from the city gate, and it is bound to be intercepted by the opponent. Li Yi, who was in the distance, had already seen the situation here. He frowned, pulled the horse beside him, and was about to step forward. But just as he was about to get on his horse, he stopped. Slowly he took off the long sword from behind and silently raised his head to look into the air. There was a sword floating there, with a middle-aged man standing on the sword. (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster! PS: I just got off the car at around 6 o'clock this afternoon. I hurriedly finished a chapter and went to eat first. You don't have to wait, just an update Sorry. </dd>