Some people guard, some escape, and some surrender.

In any war, many people will make different choices.

Yan Qinghe drove his horse slowly to the rear of the cavalry of the Northern Wei Dynasty.

He was from the Southern Dynasty, but now he is a general of the Northern Wei Dynasty.

Before the war between the Southern Dynasties and the Northern Wei really broke out, he had already committed to the Northern Wei.

The reason is very simple. After he made countless thoughts, he felt that the Southern Dynasty could not win the victory of this war.

He is still very young.

I feel like I have great potential.

He didn't feel how shameful it was to surrender to the enemy as a general of the Southern Dynasty.

In his opinion, this is no different from the powerful people who directly surrendered to Xiao Yan when Xiao Yan raised his army.

Since it is determined that Xiao Yan can win, it is better to directly surrender to Xiao Yan for a better future.

That was what those people thought back then, and they did get the benefits they wanted.

He was still young and had no status at that time, so he missed such an opportunity.

He thought he must seize this opportunity.

But the only thing he didn't expect was that although the Northern Wei welcomed such surrendered generals and naturally gave higher treatment and higher official ranks, the generals of the Northern Wei Dynasty seemed to look down on him at all and were still deliberately excluding him.

Perhaps such discrimination can change over time.

After a long time, when the Southern Dynasties were destroyed, there would be no north or south, and then there would be no distinction between the Northern Wei and the Southern Liang people.

As long as he has enough military achievements and can live and obtain a fief at that time, he will naturally become a real powerful person.

So what he thought about now was very simple, to obtain some military achievements as much as possible, and then live as much as possible.

...

The war horses were carefully walking on the not-so-wide floating bridge made of various floating objects.

The sound of horse hooves is not orderly, but as it gets closer, the increasingly dense sound of horse hooves begins to splash harsh water, giving people a heavy sense of oppression.

Yan Qinghe was not anxious.

The cavalry he ruled was even less anxious.

The closer they are to the city wall, the more steady and slower these people will advance.

Although it is slow, these people are full of energy.

They looked up at the Southern Dynasty soldiers who were extremely tired and even injured in their eyes, and naturally felt superior.

This sense of superiority is also equivalent to confidence and morale at this time.

Their spirit is full, and the weapons on their bodies are not lost. The arrows in the arrow bags they carry even emit a unique smell of oil and wood.

With a low call, a shrill roar sounded first.

Hundreds of freshly described feather arrows walked through the air and fell towards the wall directly in front of them.

A sound of holding a shield sounded at the same time.

Lin Yi stood at the edge of the wall.

The tower heart standing beside him seemed to the cavalry at this moment, and subconsciously thought it was a flagpole.

Lin Yi, who stood straight beside the flagpole and facing them, naturally became the target of many feather arrows.

"Don't bother him."

Several soldiers holding shields wanted to step forward at the first time, but were stopped by Qi Zhuji.

Facing the feathered arrows falling from the rain, Lin Yi had no intention of avoiding them. Instead, he just raised his head and narrowed his eyes. Among the feathered arrows falling towards his body, he just locked firmly on several arrows that would threaten his face or the top of his head. Then he swung his fist unusually and smashed them towards them.

His fist first met those arrows.

Then at least more than thirty feather arrows fell on him.

A series of impact sounded almost at the same time, followed by a harsh breaking and explosion.

The arrows at this moment seemed very fast, so the flow of time seemed to slow down.

Lin Yi's fist was still stretched out, and the moment the feather arrows that broke through the air contacted his fist, they suddenly stopped, and then broke from behind the arrow cluster. The fresh wooden poles exploded, and the wood chips and the implicated wood wires shattered like flowers.

When the more than thirty feather arrows landed on him, his body shook slightly, but he remained motionless and did not retreat in a single step.

Breaked feather arrows fell in front of him, like dragonflies with lost wings.

Lin Yi slowly closed his fists, and he breathed deeply, allowing the blood to surge in his body, alleviating the pain of the sharp object hitting the flesh and bones.

His movements are very slow, but in the sun, it makes people feel firm and powerful, or rather frightening.

...

All the cavalry on the pontoon bridge were frozen instantly, and their movements stopped.

Many of them even had their fingers hooked their bowstrings, waiting to find a new target to send out a second arrow. However, when they looked at the feathered arrows that broke in front of Lin Yi, they didn't even have the courage to send out the second arrow.

Qi Zhuji looked at Lin Yi's back and couldn't help laughing.

His smile was filled with emotion.

He naturally acted fearless and brave in the battle last night, but when he saw such a scene, he was still unspeakable.

Everyone has their own fighting style, but Lin Yi's fighting style is often the most indescribable, making people feel indescribable and intimidating.

A particularly shrill roar suddenly sounded in the air.

A feather arrow was much faster than an ordinary feather arrow, and even fell to Lin Yi's chest with a vortex visible to the naked eye.

A cold sword light was faster than this arrow.

A sound of it.

This arrow was slashed away by Lin Yi with one sword.

Then Lin Yi casually inserted the sword to his side.

This picture is still simple, but it is heartbreaking.

However, it is not enough for Lin Yi.

His eyes fell on an archer in the cavalry. He looked at the man coldly, shook his head, and said, "It's too slow."

This is undoubtedly a provocation and insult.

However, the archer faced his eyes, he did not dare to look at each other and could not shoot the second arrow again.

Because Lin Yi is indeed much faster than him.

Several low shouts of shouting sounded.

With these several shouts of orders, the already silent cavalry began to advance slowly again.

A harsh metal trembling sound rang out, and several ladders pushed forward.

"General?"

Several generals beside Wang Chaozong spoke out loud, waiting for Wang Chaozong's military orders.

"Let him come and listen to his military orders."

For some reason, Wang Chaozong also developed great confidence in Lin Yi. He looked at Lin Yi's figure and the cavalry on the floating bridge. Subconsciously, he felt that this cavalry could not easily defeat Lin Yi.

When he made such a decision, the picture on the wall seemed a little weird.

No one even got close to Lin Yi.

The place that was facing the cloud ladder and should be defended the most was Lin Yi standing alone.

Lin Yi remained motionless.

He watched the ladders push towards the city wall and rise. The upper end of the ladder exceeded the height of the city wall, but kept a distance from the edge of the city wall.

Such a distance can prevent the ladder from being easily damaged by practitioners, and can also cause some practitioners and warriors to jump from above to the city wall.

At the same time, some ordinary long ladders were also set up and leaned against the city wall.

The sound of a bowstring being pulled sounded.
Chapter completed!