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 was really a character, he was able to mobilize five thousand soldiers and horses in just one night, and deceived Wang Yupeng and others directly into the prison.

The Tianlong Sect advanced too quickly. They raised troops from the south of the Yangtze River and captured several important counties in a blink of an eye. Moreover, none of the governors in these counties resisted, and they all surrendered directly...

It can be seen that the Tianlong Sect's achievements in operating in Jiangnan for these years are very obvious. It is obvious that at this moment, Jinling can only mobilize five thousand soldiers and horses.

Li Yi just stood 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 instead asked: "Have you known Wang Yupeng for a long time?"

"Yes." Wu Xiaoming nodded.

Li Yi suddenly felt 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 originally extremely stiff city wall suddenly overflowed with water.

This is a wisp of tiny drops of water.

Li Yi looked up at the sky. It was overcast with no rain.

…

…

The next day, it was cloudy and light rainy.

The water of the Qinhuai River is still flowing like it has been every day for hundreds of years.

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 a monk who did it." Qian Zong squatted by the water, dipped his hand into some water and squeezed it, then stood up slowly and frowned.

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 now it is no longer possible for soldiers to stand on the city wall.

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 subordinate 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 was so thin that the leather helmet on his head seemed too big, and the armor on his body drooped unfittingly.

"Crying in front of us disturbs the morale of the army. You should--" The general shouted loudly, drew his sword from his waist, and straddled his horse in front of the opponent.

"boom--"

Suddenly, a black boulder appeared in the sky.

After this black boulder, there were more huge stones, and many stones smashed against the city wall like raindrops.

"Coming!"

Qian Zong took a breath, turned over and got on the horse, and raised the Daguan Dao in his hand.

What needs to 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!"

Guandao was raised suddenly, 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 Cavalry Battalion.

On the horizon ahead is a tiny black line.

The black line quickly squirmed forward, getting bigger and bigger, and then a silver light appeared under the black line on the horizon, and sharp weapons were unsheathed.

He was getting closer and closer, so close that he could clearly see the faces of the people across from him and the fanaticism in their eyes.

"coax--"

The two armies collided in an instant. Steel immediately hit flesh and blood, making a tearing and crushing sound.

The cavalry was like a sword, instantly piercing into the opponent's camp.

However, the opponent'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."

Let the flag no longer fall.

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.

"Return."

Qian Zong led the cavalry to kill three in and three out, and then slashed the head of an enemy in front of him in half with a sharp knife, shouting: "Go back to the city!"

Although the impact and lethality of cavalry is very strong, they can never be trapped in a tight siege - no matter how good the horse is, it still needs a certain distance to accumulate impact.

Qian Zong waved his sword and led his cavalry, drawing a circle in the enemy's camp.

Then, relying on his 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 their horses and followed Qian Zong to return to the formation.

"Whoosh——"

Suddenly, a cold arrow shot straight in front of Qian Zong.

"Lord Governor, be careful!"

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 men trampled the ground into a thick cloud of smoke.

"There's an ambush!"

Qian Zong shouted loudly. 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 boats.

But the ambush soldier in front of me is well-equipped and his armor is glowing with dark light...

Is it 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 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.

He slowly took off the long sword from behind and silently raised his head to look into the air.

There is a sword floating there, and a middle-aged man is standing on the sword. (To be continued, please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!

ps: I just got off the bus at around six o'clock this afternoon. I hurriedly finished a chapter and went to eat first.
Chapter completed!