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Chapter five hundred and thirteen: Can you dare to fight?

Twenty thousand iron cavalry rushed over, like a black sea tide. Two miles away from Longyou County, the surging sea tide came to an abrupt end. After a slight commotion, it stood like a mountain again. This is the army of Yue, even though he knew that he was in a desperate situation, he was still not panic or chaotic.

In order to seize the time, Wu Jian personally led 20,000 cavalry to Longyou first, and the five thousand infantrymen were left far behind. The remaining 10,000 tiger benches were handed over to Kang Qiao, and he was led by him and cooperated with the county soldiers to block the counterattack of Luo Yishui in Tongcheng, seize Longyou for him, and buy time for Zhongping.

Finally arrived at Longyou, but Wu Jian's heart sank.

Longyou County was already ready to welcome them, but what made him gasp even more was that the other party did not guard the county town, but instead formed thousands of troops under the city, relying on the city wall.

The other party was not afraid of the reputation of the Hu Ben Army at all, and was actually preparing to fight the Hu Ben Army in the city.

Taiping Army! This is the first time Wu Jian has truly faced the Taiping Army's troops, the fiery red fire sword flag, the ferocious flying Canglang flag, the black armor, all holding machetes in both hands, facing the tide of cavalry, still moving as a mountain.

This is a truly powerful army! This is the Canglang Camp of the Taiping Army.

The Sanqian Canglang Camp had already replaced their own full set of equipment, standing quietly under the city wall of Longyou County. At the front of the team, He Rentu stood in the middle, on both sides of his left and right, Old Master Liu, Wild Dog, Yu Chao, Monk, and Yu Xiu'e lined up in a row. On the city, Chen Jialuo's cloak was blown high, holding an iron spear in his hand and legs stood on the top of the city. The soldiers of the Tiger Camp stood densely on the top of the city.

He Rentu looked at Wu Jian in the distance, slowly smiled on his face, raised his oars high, and shouted sternly: "Wu Jian, do you dare to fight?"

He walked forward a few steps away from the large army, held his blade high, and launched a challenge.

"Do you dare to fight?" Five thousand soldiers from Canglang Camp shouted in unison.

"Do you dare to fight?" Thousands of soldiers from the Tiger Camp in the city responded in unison.

"Do you dare to fight?" Tens of thousands of soldiers shouted out on the city and under the city, their voices shook the sky, their murderous aura and awe-inspiring.

Wu Jian let out a long breath and slowly pulled out a long and narrow sword around his waist. Since he became emperor and then promoted to the Grandmaster, he has not fought with anyone for many years. Today, he had decided to fight and use the power of the Grandmaster to help his army open the door to death, but what shocked him was that a grandmaster-level figure appeared opposite him.

In the Taiping Army, Min Ruoxi was surrounded by a female master Yinggu. He knew this, but the person who appeared in front of him was completely unaware of it. Where did the Taiping Army find such one again?

Wu Jian's heart sank. Yue State has a weak foundation and is connected with the country, so there are only two masters, Wei Zhuang. Four years ago, Wei Zhuang went to kill Cao Yunzhongfu and had to go to Chang'an with Cao Chong. There is no news yet. In the entire Yue State, he is the only master. However, the ninth-level master has suffered a lot in the battle with Luo Yishui, so that there are not many good players in the army that can be used to make moves. Not to mention that compared with other countries, he is actually at a disadvantage compared with a bandit army that has only risen for a few years.

This fact made Wu Jian feel ashamed and angry. The power of a country is hard to resist a group of bandits.

Slowly rode forward, Wu Jian said sternly: "The Great Yue Hu Ben is one with the country, prospering and prospering, and humiliating. Follow me and live to death!"

Twenty thousand tigers raised the spear in their hands high, and used the spear to hit the round shield in the other hand vigorously, shouting in unison.

"One with the country and live toward death!"

"Kill!" As Wu Jian pointed his sword forward, rows of cavalry crossed him and began to accelerate forward. Tens of millions of horse hooves stepped on the ground, rolling up waves of dust and fog, covering them all in the dust and fog.

The monk licked his lips, which was a little dry and cracked. Many years ago, the scene of the brothers from the Death Camp charging forward and facing the crazi enemy appeared in front of him again. He turned his head and looked at the woman beside him: "E'er, are you afraid?"

Yu Xiu'e's face was flushed, and her eyes were flashing with not timidity, but an indescribable excitement. After hearing the monk's words of concern, she smiled: "I'm not afraid, I'm so excited. Let's fight later. Go closer to me. If you have poor martial arts, don't kill anyone. I don't want to be a widow."

After hearing Yu Xiu'e's heartless words, the monk was amused and laughed: "E'er, you don't have such experience in combating the battlefield. Be careful. This is not a one-on-one martial arts contest, this is a battlefield. Look at me, okay?"

"I understand, I'm talking long-lasting!" Yu Xiu'e rolled her eyes to the monk.

Old Master Liu coughed a few times and raised his crutch. Yu Chao lifted his sabre, and the wild dog raised the sword in his hand and shouted loudly: "Canglang!"

"Invincible!" Behind him, three thousand soldiers roared in unison. With loud noises, iron shields hit the ground, and iron bars were connected with the iron shield, one by one, one by one, and the other, and in a flash, a shield wall was formed in front of the array. The shields were connected to the shields, forming a whole. The soldiers in the first row half knelt on the ground, supported the ground with both hands, and their backs were towering.

Above the city walls, war drums sounded together, and dozens of big drums were beaten hard. Together with the sound of drums, the roaring sound of crossbows, the clanging sound of stone-casting cannons, and the neat sound of collapse when the archers loosened the bowstrings.

In the blink of an eye, the sky was covered by feather arrows and stone bombs. The next moment, all these things were sank into the smoke and dust in the sky.

The decisive battle under the city, the city assisted, and the most difficult first battle, could declare the failure of this Hu Ben Army, because at this time, the main force of the Taiping Army, who came from Yongping County, was approaching Longyou under the leadership of the leader Qin Feng.

He Rentu held his oars and jumped up. Under him, countless war horses were galloping. Each step was a Hu Ben Army falling down, and each step was accurately stepped on the helmet of the soldiers beneath him. When he rose up, the helmet and head of the Hu Ben Army that had landed on the ground had already been trampled into chaos.

In the past, the murders were like mahjong, which once shocked the State of Chu, and made all the bandits panic and reappeared in the world.

In the smoke and dust, a narrow sword suddenly appeared in front of him. With a crossing of the oar, the powerful force scattered and broke out silently. The surrounding Hu Ben Army and his men and horses were torn apart in an instant. He Rentu flew up the sky with somersaults, then turned and rushed down, and slashed down with a paddle.

"He Rentu came to learn about it!" He shouted loudly. Although he was on the battlefield, his blood was boiling, and his habits in the martial arts of the world were unconsciously revealed.

This is a rare battle between the masters. In recent years, there have only happened twice. Li Zhi and Zuo Lixing had a big battle. Zuo Lixing died. Li Zhi returned seriously injured and recovered for three years. He has not recovered. Another battle was last winter. The battle between Fu Baoshi and a master from Nantianmen ended with Fu Baoshi's victory. If the masters were not facing a critical moment of life and death, they rarely had a face-to-face conflict. Today's battle is similar to the battle between Li Zhi and Zuo Lixing back then. It is not life and death, but I am afraid I will not give up.

He Rentu’s shouting was in vain, because Wu Jian had no idea who he was. He became famous in his early years and was captured by Wenhui Zhang. His retreat lasted for decades. His reputation and reputation had long been lost in the world and the court.

When He Rentu and Wu Jian fought, Old Master Liu rushed into the cavalry group, knocking and slamming the crutches in his hands. Whenever he was on his staff, all the muscles and bones broke.

Yu Chao was born as a scout, fighting in close combat, and moving around. No matter how small the space is, he is easy to move. He is like a ghost, looking at it on the left and watching it on the right.

The monk was much more insidious. The iron sword in his hand was not looking for someone, but for a horse. The sword sword went straight to the enemy's horse's legs. However, his wife Yu Xiu'e opened a big spoil and stood firm with her feet. The big sword in her hand either stood on Mount Hua or swept across the four directions. The petite body seemed to contain infinite power.

The wild dog did not participate in the previous fight. At this time, he was the commander of the Canglang Camp, not a warrior who charged into battle.

The masters rushed into the enemy's crowd, causing chaos to the enemy, but they were still like stones thrown into the sea, and the waves stirred up were still not worth mentioning. However, He Rentu and Wu Jian fought farther and farther away. Perhaps Wu Jian felt that the aftermath of the fight here, the two of them were all the soldiers of their Tiger Ben Army, which was very unworthy, so they led He Rentu to the rear.

The Wild Dog didn't care about the fight between the two masters, nor did he care about it. He just stared at the Tiger Cavalry who was pounced on him.

Fifty steps, thirty steps, and ten steps away from the shield formation, the wild dog's sword swung violently and said sternly, "Strike!"

The soldiers of Canglang Camp trotted a few steps, stepped on the back of the soldier kneeling on the ground, jumped high, crossed the shield formation, slashed the iron knife in his hand from the air, and slashed fiercely at the Hu Ben Cavalry who was flying upwards.

The cavalry that rushed towards them focused on the shield formation. They did not expect that the enemy's attack method would be like this. In a moment, the soldiers of the Canglang Camp who were chopped down were only able to point their sword tips at the cavalry that followed, and were swallowed by the tide of the Tiger Ben Army.

The second row jumped out again, and another wave of rapid slashes.

After several consecutive times, the cavalry's impact speed was finally blocked, and the shield formation was also washed away. A smile appeared on the wild dog's face. The cavalry, without speed, would no longer be afraid. Next, the two sides fought each other.

He lifted the iron knife and strode forward.

"Canglang!"

"Invincible!"
Chapter completed!
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