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Just when the head of Hanyang City suffered heavy casualties and low morale, everyone was talking about whether they should retreat to the Yangtze River defense.

A black banner with the word "Qin" appeared on the head of the city, black and mysterious, black and solemn, hunting and rolling in the smoke of gunpowder.

When the soldiers at the head of the city saw this black banner, they were immediately silent, and then suddenly there was a huge cheer, which was like a substance, and the smoke and clouds of the city were dispersed, and the soldiers raised their swords and shields, and shouted mercilessly;

"Lord Qin!"

"Lord Qin!"

"Lord Qin!"

Qin Mu was dressed in black armor and held a giant sword, just like his black banner with the word "Qin", with a solemn and cold atmosphere.

But Li Xiangjun beside him is a heart-to-heart Luo Yi, dragging six Xiangshui skirts, light as a fairy, bright and infinite;

The two walked together, one was black, the other was elegant and bright, and the extreme contrast between liliang and softness formed a strong visual impact.

After the two of them, Su Jin, Niu Wanshan, Niu Wanchuan, Liu Yongzhi and others were also all dressed in armor, and they followed suit, and the eyes of all the soldiers in the city followed them closely.

Qin Mu stepped on the high battlements with a calm face, and then turned around, and in the distance behind him, there was the enemy's banner, the lofty clouds, the vast land of Jingchu, and near him, was his rolled black flag.

Qin Mu suddenly pointed at Li Xiangjun and yelled at the soldiers at the head of the city: "Look, is she beautiful? ”

Everyone was stunned, no one expected Qin Mu to ask like this, out of respect for him, who would dare to judge his women indiscriminately? Only a few people sparsely replied, "Beautiful." ”

"There is no doubt that she is beautiful. In the same way, your wives and daughters are also beautiful, every kind person is beautiful, and every inch of my land in China is beautiful. Now, they are watching you from behind, hoping that you will defeat the enemy and protect them from their hostility. ”

"Now, I have brought my woman and let her stand with me and you on the head of this city, with only one meaning: the people are there, and the city is there. The city is broken, and the people are dead! ”

Qin Mu's voice fell, and the city once again erupted into an earth-shattering shout, and all the soldiers clenched their swords and guns, puffed up their chests, and roared like ten thousand tigers:

"People are in the city, and the city is ruined!"

"People are in the city, and the city is ruined!"

"People are in the city, and the city is ruined!"

After boosting morale. Qin Mu and a group of generals entered the tower at the north gate, and he immediately said: "There are only 10,000 troops left in Wuchang, and Azig has already sent troops to try to cross the river, just in case." It is unlikely that Wuchang will send troops to reinforce Hanyang. However, Hanyang could not afford to lose, otherwise the Qing army could immediately cross the Yangtze River from Yadanzhou and capture the city of Wuchang. ”

"Don't worry, my lord, the last general will definitely defend Hanyang." Liu Yongzhi replied resolutely. He was originally a general, and Qin Mu gave him the first battle, which was a great trust in him. He has nothing to say, the only thing to die is to repay his ears.

"It's not enough to have the determination to defend the city, you can't just focus on defending the city, this official put Su Jin in Hanyang City, that is, to attack and defend, both offensive and defending, so as to ensure that Hanyang is not lost."

After listening to Qin Mu's words, after nearly two years of hard training in Su Jin's army, Niu Wanchuan, who had long been unable to bear it at this moment, said in a loud voice: "My lord, the last general asks to fight. ”

Qin Mu waved his hand and said: "Attack must be attacked, but you can't be carried away by the blood, you must be calm, it's not the official who is angry with others, destroy your own prestige, under normal circumstances, you are by no means the opponent of the Tartars in terms of riding and archery kung fu, and it is stupid to rush into battle." It was necessary to use the city defense battle to exhaust the Tartars first, and then it was time for the cavalry to counterattack. ”

As soon as he said this, there was another whining horn from under the city, and a new round of Tartar attacks was launched.

At this time, the hazy sky began to blow strong winds, and for a while, the sand flew away, and in the dark, the sand hit the face of the Qin army at the head of the city, which made people feel painful and difficult to open;

The Tartars rode the strong wind and howled and pounced on the city, and the golden drums roared like thunder.

The soldiers fought back bravely, lifted stones, beat wood, and smashed down the Tartars under the city, and the Tartars led arrows to shoot long, and some Qin soldiers were shot into the face gate by the arrows, straight through the bones

The fierce battle of blood and fire, the fight between life and death, the wail and the cry, once again shook the city of Hanyang.

What's even more unfavorable is that before the strong wind passed, it rained again in the gloomy sky, making most of the firearms of the Qin army unable to use, and they could only rely on the knives and guns in their hands to fight hard with the fierce Tartars.

Above and below the city, the cold rain and the wind are like obscurity, the war horses are neighing, the human voices are like the tide, the strong grass is broken, the trees are blown by the wind and rain and are about to break, the enemy and our armies are fighting fiercely, and the mountains and rivers are also dizzy. The momentum was so great that the rivers were split and the thunder and lightning were rushing.

Due to the wind and rain in the eyes, blurred, and the loss of the firearms that were most conducive to defense, the situation became more and more unfavorable for the Qin army at the head of the city.

There are constantly fierce Tartars rushing up to the city, like lions and tigers roaring, slashing with knives, in hand-to-hand combat, Qin soldiers are often defeated by those tall and fierce Tartars;

Especially those white-armored soldiers who killed people like numbness, they often fought with one enemy and five enemies, and the besieging Qin army was defeated and retreated one after another, with heavy casualties.

Seeing that Liu Yongzhi had even pressed the reserves, and the situation was still precarious, even Su Jin couldn't hold his breath, so he resolutely asked for battle: "My lord, let the cavalry attack." ”

"Wait." Qin Mu clenched his teeth and tried to maintain his composure, "Pass the order, let Lin Shaoxing's firearms battalion be replaced with knives and guns, where it is in danger, put it out, go quickly." ”

Li Xiangjun on the side didn't say a word, and looked at Qin Mu worriedly.

Qin Mu, who was dressed in black armor, was like a cold sculpture, looking at the battlefield coldly with resolute eyes, and he couldn't see life and death, expensive and cheap, there were only two words in his eyes, that is, victory.

Qin Mu has been in the city tower, with his black banner rolling in the wind and rain, the soldiers are determined, although the situation is unfavorable and the casualties are heavy, they still grit their teeth and hold on;

The black banner gave the soldiers great courage, and after there was no sense of fear, the ability to practice hard in ordinary times gradually came into play, and the cooperation of the soldiers began to become closer and closer, and gradually recovered the decline.

Qin Mu suddenly closed his steel mask and shouted in a deep voice: "Cavalry battalion, go out with this officer!" ”

"Your Excellency, you can't"

Zheng! The giant sword was unsheathed. Pointing directly at Niu Wanshan's throat.

Qin Mu said coldly: "As soon as the fighter plane is in command, you dare to say one more word, there will be no mercy." ”

"The concubine is here to wait for Qin Lang's triumphant return." Li Xiangjun looked at Qin Mu's back as he walked out of the city tower, and bowed to him, all in his gaze.

When Qin Mu went down with a tiger general, she slowly took out a dagger from her arms and placed it on the low table beside her, she had already decided, even if it was nine nights away. also follow life and death.

She promised Qin Mu to play a song "General Order" for him, and now, it's time, she hugged the pipa, and with a flick of her jade fingers, Zheng! The sound was like cracking jade, piercing the sound of tearing and killing at the head of the city,

Outside the castle tower. The wind and rain are like obscurity, the haze is in the sky, the heavens are roaring, and the earth has changed color;

With the sound of Li Xiangjun's piano gradually. The north gate of Hanyang suddenly opened, a big black flag pierced the boundless wind and rain, and a figure with a full body of Xuanjia drove a neighing war horse, and came out without hesitation.

Behind him. A black stream of iron rolled forward, constantly tearing through the rain curtain in the sky. Run wild towards the enemy.

The pipa is noisy like a torrential rain, the horse's hooves are rolling like thunder, and the song "General's Order" is a battle of life and death. Blendered, the air turned over the waves of the Yangtze River, and the sound shook Hanyang City.

The Qing army obviously did not expect that there was still a cavalry of 5,000 people in the precarious city of Hanyang, and the gloomy wind and rain covered the traces of the Qin army.

The bowl's large iron hooves rained down on the ground, splashing a puddle of stagnant water and bloody paddles.

"Kill!"

Qin Mu held a giant sword in his hand, a man like a tiger and a horse like a dragon, rushing into the enemy formation of the siege with a black torrent, and a Tartar in white armor was not afraid of death and picked up a spear and stabbed at him.

"Bang!" Qin Mu's left hand iron shield blocked, the giant sword with the momentum of the war horse slashed down, the sword light was like practice, from the lower edge of the enemy's helmet slashed in, a bewitching blood flower rose to the sky, and the enemy's head flew out sideways.

Niu Wanshan and Niu Wanchuan brothers have excellent martial arts, are as strong as oxen, and have been practicing riding and fighting for two years, and at this time, they rushed on both sides of Qin Mu like two door gods.

One is holding a huge golden mace, the other is holding a heavy long lance, the war horse is hoofing, and the enemy is like hemp, but when he hears the roar of Niu Wanchuan like thunder, the huge golden mace slashes down, Peng! In an instant, the iron shield in the hand of a Tartar was smashed to pieces, and the Tartar could not withstand the huge impact, and flew out with blood;

Here, Niu Wanshan swept out with a long horse lance, and swept the enemy down with a roar, and the black iron stream rushed wildly, trampled by countless iron hooves, and the corpses were like broken pieces, and turned into mud.

The sound of the pipa in the city is urgent, the golden drum is singing, the delicate figure is standing in the city gate tower, the wind and rain are blowing the long skirt, and the eyes are anxiously looking for the figure of the Xuanjia, boundless wind and rain, not as heavy as the love.

The siege of the city of Tartars under the fierce impact of the cavalry, one after another fled down the city, hoping that it was the ants fleeing for their lives under the torrent.

The cheers at the head of the city are like turbid waves emptying, penetrating through the sky, and flags are waving in the stormy city, and the morale is like a rainbow.

At this time, Jito on the high slope in the distance had already reacted, and immediately led three thousand Jurchen iron horsemen to rush towards the battlefield, the earth trembled under the knock of countless iron hooves, the mountains and rivers were also shaken, and the rivers were also shocked to boil.

Qin Mu led the black iron flow behind him, ploughed back and forth fiercely in the infantry formation of the Tartar siege, and then threw down the broken corpses all over the ground, and pointed at the giant sword, "Rush!" The horses neighed and rushed towards the Tartar cavalry.

In the rain, the Tartars' bows and arrows were difficult to use, and their proudest cavalry skills were greatly reduced, making it the perfect time to fight the Tartar cavalry to the death.

His black banner accelerated again, tearing through the gloomy rain curtain and rushing straight into the enemy's henchmen with a vast black iron stream

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PS: Crossing the Yangtze River with a sword, the sound of killing penetrates Hanyang. War needs passion, and Hyway needs encouragement.

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