Chapter 259: The meeting of the strong

On the road of Kedun City, Xiao Hui beat horses and led his personal soldiers to gallop towards the city lord's mansion.

But he stopped quickly, glared at the team opposite him, his heart was cold, and he knew that he had become the prey of the enemy.

On the other end of the long street, a fierce cavalry stood up, wearing the standard armor of Hualien. Even though he was not familiar with such armor, he was too familiar to him after last night's fight.

A stern murderous intent emanated from the cavalry team opposite. Those cavalry soldiers who were obviously blocking the Bu people and the Han people gritted their teeth and glared at the Liao army who were disguising their armor. They were holding swords in their hands. Just wait for a command, they rushed over and waved the swords together, killing the remaining soldiers.

What they surrounded was Luo Dacheng, wearing a sweat-coat armor. His majesty overshadowed everyone's majesty. Even though Xiao Hui had never seen him, he should have guessed that he was the Khan of the Hualie tribe, Luo Dacheng, the most powerful enemy of the Great Liao Kingdom!

Behind Xiao Hui, the Liao soldiers had already shouted in fear, while the Liao soldiers behind were still trying desperately to squeeze into the city, without knowing that the master in the city had already been replaced by their enemies.

Surrounded by the army, Luo Dacheng raised his right hand high, waved it hard, and issued an order to attack.

He led the Iron Cavalry to Kedun City in person, but expected that Xiao Hui had no other direction to escape, so he set up a trap here in advance, waiting for them to fall into the trap to prevent future troubles.

A shrill sound of trumpet sounded in the city, crossing the sky, and giving orders to the defenders at the city gate.

All the defenders standing on the city wall raised their bows and arrows and aimed at the city gate below. The Liao soldiers on the street gritted their teeth and shot arrows. The sound of bowstrings sounded like thunder, which shocked the Liao soldiers.

The rain of arrows shot wildly, with a shrill whistling sound, landed on the heads of the Liao soldiers and their bodies, quickly shooting through their bodies, shooting them and their men and horses to the ground. With the sound of a muffled sound, blood flowed out of the arrow hole and sprinkled on the street.

On the suspension bridge, the crowded Liao soldiers could not resist at all under the dense rain of arrows. They were shot over in pieces like cut wheat, falling into the moat, and blood quickly dyed the river water red.

The Liao soldiers outside the city waved their steel knives hard and shouted helplessly, telling the defenders on the city that they were Khitans and there was absolutely no falsehood. Everyone was Khitan, so why did they have to be killed?

The answer to them was a more dense rain of arrows and anger. The defenders on the city gritted their teeth, cursed loudly, and used their strength to pull the bow and shoot arrows, shooting the same tribe under the city.

The defenders on the city were indeed Khitans, but most of their relatives had been killed by the soldiers of the same clan outside the city because they were the relatives of Xiao Bubu who followed the third prince Begut to compete for the throne. After the tribe's army was defeated, all the tribes that followed the rebellious, even if they surrendered, were ordered to be slaughtered by Xiao Xiaoxian to prevent them from rekindling.

They were lucky enough to follow Xiao Xianbu and escape from the siege, escaped from his life, and then ran far away to the grassland, and defected to the Hualie tribe. However, their relatives were all left in the mainland of Liao and died tragically at the hands of Xiao Hui's subordinates. How could such a deep hatred be avoided?

Listening to the sound of angry curses on the top of the city, coupled with arrows from the sky, watching the companions around him fall down one by one and die tragically on the ground, the fear in the hearts of the Liao soldiers was unstoppable.

Although I don’t understand the reason, or have been trapped in a rebellious plot, the hostility of the defenders on the city is already very obvious. After the Liao soldiers outside the city fled for a long distance, they were not fully equipped with armor and weapons. How could they fight against these well-equipped enemies who were waiting for their leisure and were well-equipped? They could only shout and run away and flee in all directions.

But behind them, tens of thousands of cavalry troops had already stepped across the wasteland, urging horses to gallop, and excited shouts came from their team, shaking the sky and the earth.

The majestic army scattered from both wings and surrounded the Liao army outside the city. The large number of cavalry rushing across the field made the Liao soldiers outside the city dizzy and frightened, and could hardly hold the sword in their hands.

This remnant soldier was faintly surrounded by the enemy. Countless arrows shot from all directions and landed in the center of the Liao army. They were all sharp arrows shot out by strong bows specially made by Hualie's troops, shooting a large number of Liao soldiers from the horse, and screams were trembling.

A large number of powerful Han cavalry, led by Zhang Long, waved their sharp swords and rushed into the scattered queue of the Liao army. They cut and killed the frightened Liao soldiers to cry and cry, and fell off their horses. Blood was sprayed out of the wound mouth and sprinkled on the weeds on the ground.

The Liao army was already in chaos and could no longer lead. And their leaders were trapped in the city at this time, and were unable to escape in the rain of arrows, leading the soldiers to fight against the powerful enemy.

A large number of archers stood up on the roofs on both sides of the street, pulling their bows hard, shooting arrows at the Liao soldiers on the street, shooting the Liao soldiers with uneven armored bodies, making them scream shrillly, rolling on the street with war horses, blood pouring out from people and horses, spilling down on the streets, and mixing together, all of which were as bright as red and tragic.

On the roof of a restaurant, Xiao Qilie gritted his teeth, pulled his bow and shot arrows with a fierce and cruel face, and shot arrows at the enemies on the street. Even though they were Khitans like him, after their relatives were ordered to be slaughtered by Xiao Hui, these people became their own irreconcilable enemies, and no one could survive!

In the center of attention, countless arrows shot towards the Liao army's chief general, Xiao Hui, the world-famous general. All arrows gathered like an angry tide, and shot toward him.

The screams sounded shrill. Behind him, countless personal soldiers were shot through their bodies by arrows and fell to the streets with a bang, dyeing the stone slabs red. Xiao Hui waved a spear and waved it all over the sky like a whirlwind, blasting out the sharp arrows that were shot, protecting his men and horses, and not being attacked by sharp arrows.

On his body, the energy suddenly rose, emitting light, bounced away the arrows that occasionally shot into the defense circle and could not shoot into his body.

Xiao Hui tried hard to protect his war horse. His thick legs tightened his abdomen, raised his head, glared at the enemy Khan in front of him, rushed forward, and galloped towards this hateful strong enemy!

Surrounded by the troops, Luo Dacheng looked cold, with a cold smile, and his eyes were bright, staring at the enemy in the rain of arrows ahead.

This battle is inevitable. The enemy has no power to counterattack. The only variable is Xiao Hui, who rushed over in a rage!

Since he is a famous general of the Great Liao Kingdom, even if he is reckless and unscheming, his ability to rush on the battlefield is far stronger than that of his peers. Just looking at him being completely harmed by the rain of arrows, he even has the power to blow with anger and want to kill himself and regain his initiative, you can know that his reputation over the years has not been achieved by luck.

Amid the angrily howling, Xiao Hui rode his horse and rushed to Luo Dacheng in a flash, thrusting up his steel gun, and stabbing him in the face.

Luo Dacheng waved his hand to stop his subordinates from going forward to kill him. He flipped his palm and swung out the Sky-Breaking Blade and slashed towards the steel gun.

The sword aura shot out angrily, slashing heavily on the tip of the spear, colliding heavily with the energy shot from the spear tip, making a deafening roar.

The rain of arrows no longer shot towards this side, but instead covered the Liao soldiers on the street behind. All the Liao soldiers were crying and shouting under the rain of arrows, helplessly wielding their swords to block the sharp arrows, urging the injured war horses, staggeringly running, but were still shot down by arrows, and the miserable red blood had already covered the streets.

Xiao Hui had no time to take care of the personal soldiers he had brought out for many years, but just roared in anger and despair, stabbing at Luo Dacheng with a spear.

Luo Dacheng waved the Sky-Cracking Blade in his palm, splitting the wind and slashing heavily on the gun. The roar sounded and the golden qi on the gun was shaken away by the sword. The sharp blade was slashed down, and the spear head was quickly cut off and fell to the street, making a crisp sound.

Xiao Hui looked shocked and angry, knowing that Luo Dacheng had a divine weapon in his hand, so his spear naturally could not withstand the slash of such a divine weapon.

With his palms flipped up, Xiao Hui raised his sword hard. With his years of experience in using the sword, he would definitely not lose to the powerful enemy in front of him.

With the sound of the wind, Xiao Hui fury swung out a sharp blade and slashed at the enemy's Khan. This was his last chance. If he could kill Luo Dacheng, even if he died in the chaos, he would wipe out this powerful enemy for the Great Liao Kingdom, which would be enough to make his name all over the world, allowing his family to enjoy the supreme glory and become one of the highest-class families in the Great Liao Dynasty.

Luo Dacheng also had a bright look, and the Sky-Breaking Blade swung out quickly, slashing heavily, and the swords intersected, shaking loudly. The confrontation between the heroes of the world was trembling, which made the soldiers around him terrified. He raised his bows and arrows to aim at Xiao Hui, but did not dare to easily release sharp arrows, which disturbed the Khan's interest.

The fierce roar kept rising on the street, making the nearby houses tremble and echo. The arrows and rain of hunting on the street were coming to an end. The bodies of the Liao soldiers were already piled up on the ground, and blood was flowing quietly on the stone slabs, and there was a tragic scene on the long street.
Chapter completed!