Waiting for Tiankui's light cavalry to be less than five hundred meters away from the Shuzhong army.

Bypassing the teahouse in front of him, when he could officially meet, Yue Peng was still patting his horse in front of the army, but behind him, there were only more than 300 people left in the light cavalry of the Tiankui army.

Most of the soldiers had red eyes.

But above, the thunder is still falling.

Beside Qin Han's chariot, a general asked: "Qin Shuai, since Yi Lao and they have already gone up, should we let the upper authorities stop throwing thunder?" ”

Qin Han just replied softly: "They have seven True Martial Realm powerhouses, do you think Yi Lao and they can stop them?" ”

The general was slightly stunned and stopped talking.

He only understood now that Qin Shuai had no intention of letting Yi Lao come back alive at all.

Yi Lao and the more than 100 masters of the rivers and lakes are just to hinder the pace of the Great Song Dynasty Forbidden Army and create opportunities for the hot air balloon in the sky.

Rao is a ruthless person in the army, and the general can't help but sigh in his heart, "Qin Shuai is really ruthless."

The surnamed Yi took more than 100 black-robed masters to bypass the six-story teahouse that could be regarded as the most deep-rooted and most famous in Chongqing Mansion, and even the Lord Zhizhou often went upstairs to drink tea, and saw Yue Peng and hundreds of light horsemen who were speeding in the smoke and fire.

He waved his hand, and although more than a hundred black-robed people hesitated, they still followed him towards the army.

They are not as free as the middle-aged Shangyuan master who served Wu Sima, and it can be said that they did not take all their lives into their own hands.

Otherwise, with their minds, they all knew that this was a dangerous errand, and they wouldn't really all follow the old man surnamed Yi to rush over to resist the Tiankui army.

The old man surnamed Yi looked up at the dense hot air balloons that were still thundering in the sky, and looked back at Dongjie, his eyes were extremely cold.

Qin Han's thoughts, how could he really not know?

It's just that in order to seek wealth and glory and climb to a higher martial realm, he has been on the thief ship, but now, he has no freedom.

Even he rushed to the front of the army.

The artistic conception soars into the sky.

Rao is Yue Peng Tiankui's elite light horse, and he was also slightly photographed by this surging artistic conception.

There are constantly people who are blown to the ground in the bombing.

Yue Peng's expression was ugly, but it was no longer possible to lead the army to retreat, his legs clamped between the horse's belly, and he was unstoppable.

On the roofs of houses on both sides of the street.

Yue Yue took the lead and fell towards the street.

Kumano and those martial arts masters were still hesitating, and the six withered swordsmen were unexpectedly the first to jump off the roof.

The six of them swept towards the old man surnamed Yi who rushed over with their swords, as well as those black-robed masters.

Yue Peng led the light cavalry to rush into the black-robed crowd.

Blood splattered.

Yue Peng, who was galloping at the forefront, bore the brunt of the attack, and as soon as they met, several black-robed people shot at him at the same time.

These people all have the ability to stand on the ground, but fly to cut off the knights on horses.

Yue Peng's internal qi cultivation is still not yet in the Zhongyuan realm, Rao is Yue family's marksmanship is extremely subtle, and he is the best at galloping vertically and horizontally, but he also fell into an extremely dangerous situation in an instant.

"Brother!"

Yue Yue exclaimed in surprise and rushed towards Yue Peng.

But at this moment, a thunderbolt fell less than five meters in front of her and exploded.

One Tiankui army's light cavalry was blown off his horse.

Rao was Yue Yue's strength, and at this moment, he also felt a little dizzy, and his steps froze slightly.

There was simply a gray-robed withered swordsman, and the speed was extremely fast, and he swept in front of Yue Peng.

A palm slapped at Yue Peng's horse's head.

With a sword in one hand, he swung horizontally in front of him.

Yue Peng's BMW was stubbornly resisted by this palm.

The gray-robed withered swordsman was covered in a bulging robe, and his feet did not move.

The four black-robed Shu masters in front of him froze and fell to the ground. They were all killed by a sword.

Yue Peng fell off the horse, got up, grabbed the reins of a horse next to him, turned over on the horse, and continued to gallop forward.

There were still thunderbolts falling from above, and he didn't care about fighting with these black-robed masters at all.

Yue Yue saw that his brother was fine, so he finally breathed a sigh of relief, his feet were light, fluttering like a butterfly, and he also went forward to kill.

Six withered swordsmen swept into the crowd and slaughtered them.

Their swordsmanship is extremely exquisite, and they will take human life when they use their swords. Those black-robed masters who didn't reach the True Martial Realm were no match for them at all.

After Kumano hesitated, the offerings of the Taketakedo Hall finally summoned up the courage to sweep down the streets.

The black-robed masters were in danger.

Someone was beheaded.

Some people were killed by thunderbolts falling from above.

Under such a dense thunderstorm bombardment, it is really true that even the powerhouses of the True Martial Realm can only resign themselves to their fate. No one can guarantee that they won't be blown up.

The old man surnamed Yi was attacked by two withered swordsmen, and it was difficult to support the left and right, so it was difficult not to show his defeat.

The strength of these withered swordsmen was even more than he expected.

At this moment, he was afraid that he hated Qin Han to the extreme.

The light cavalry of the Tiankui army following Yue Peng became less and less.

After being slightly hindered here, more light horses were covered in the smoke of gunpowder by the thunder that fell from the sky.

The unique teahouse in Chongqing Prefecture did not escape the artillery fire after all.

Six floors, the roof of the building began to collapse.

Yue Peng led the light cavalry around the teahouse and was finally able to meet the army of Shuzhong. His eyes instantly met Qin Han who was on the chariot.

Qin Han's face was ugly.

Yue Peng's face was also ugly, and his eyes were red.

He led two thousand Tiankui light horsemen to rush to Chongqing Mansion, and now he was able to pass through Dongjie from the East City Gate, and at this time, there were only a few dozen people left behind him.

The sound of artillery is still blowing.

Yue Peng led dozens of people to rush straight to Qin Han's army less than five meters in front of him.

The silver spear poked Wu Sima's head and slammed into the ground.

A loud roar shook the world.

"The general Tiankui army is in command of Yue Peng, the Tiankui army has taken over Chongqing Mansion, you wait for the white horse, who dares to make a mistake!"

Countless White Horse Soldiers looked at this Great Song Forbidden Army that had withered to only a few dozen people left, and all of them were gray-faced, and their expressions were moved.

The generals who have been on the table in Shuzhong all know the existence of the lord behind them, and they are also working hard for the lord. However, few of the soldiers below knew about it.

They only thought they were still soldiers of the Great Song Dynasty.

Qin Han's temperament was cold again, and he secretly squeezed his hands at this time.

He didn't expect that Yue Peng would be able to rush to the front of his army from such artillery coverage.

He didn't dare to give the order for the soldiers to charge at Yue Peng.

At this time, everyone was watching, if he dared to give an order, then he would be convicted of rebellion in Shu. Moreover, he even doubted that the subordinate soldiers would continue to carry out his orders.

Soldiers are not puppets to be manipulated, they also have their own opinions.

The hot air balloon in the sky flew to this end with Yue Peng's light horse.

Seeing the army below, he finally didn't throw any more thunder below.

The two sides are at a distance of this distance, and throwing thunder down will undoubtedly injure the white horse robe by mistake.

Because of Yue Peng's loud shout, the White Horse Army was quiet for a while, and the needle drop could be heard.

Yue Yue was the first to come around from the teahouse behind him, ran to Yue Peng, and looked at Qin Han, his cold eyes seemed to be able to kill.

Immediately afterwards, there was another Wuding Hall to worship and plunder.

The old man surnamed Yi and those black-robed masters were nowhere to be found.

Kumano also flew over quickly.

It's all because of a withered swordsman's words, "You go and help your generals, these people, leave them to me." ”

Six withered swordsmen faced more than a hundred masters.

Few people know about the sword qi.

Seeing that Qin Han didn't speak, Yue Peng shouted again: "Qin Han, if you have a seed, you will get involved in this Chongqing Mansion today!" ”

Qin Han's eyes narrowed slightly, but he still didn't answer.

Naturally, he was not afraid of Yue Peng, with his arrogance, even Yue Peng may not be in his eyes. What he was worried about was that if he gave the order, the morale of the army would be chaotic.

Dozens of days of light riding made him feel more than tens of thousands of Xixia soldiers.

The scene was extremely eerie.

Qin Han's eyes were extremely cold as he stared at Yue Peng, but he was never able to speak.

On the East Street in front of the teahouse, the fight is over.

Only four of the six withered swordsmen remained, carrying the bodies of two companions, and swept up to the roof of the teahouse, not seeing Yue Peng again, only looking from the roof.

The gray robe swayed in the wind.

The old man surnamed Yi also died.

Before he was alive, he was a real martial artist, but after he died, he could only lie on the street like the rest of the masters.

They may not all die in the fight, but more likely in the bombardment of thunder. Those who survived such intensive bombardment were all lucky.

Because even if you are a real martial artist, you may not be able to dodge such a dense bombardment.

Finally, the Western Xia army dared to appear on the street again.

Some people looked overhead in confusion, wondering why the hot air balloon in Shuzhong did not bomb again.

On West Street, Qin Han's fingers lightly buckled the armrests of the seat.

He raised his eyes and looked at the four withered swordsmen on the top of the teahouse, staring at them for dozens of seconds. Finally raised his hand and spit out two words lightly, "Withdraw the army!" ”