Chapter 1290: Inside and Outside the City

He Lingchuan collected the two small earth balls on the ground, then got on the horse and changed direction: "Tie him back, someone will decide his life or death."

This pair of stone puppets is not bad, Liu Chengshou just didn't use them well.

The pair of meteor chains just now was one of the trophies he found in the landfill of Zuoyu Cave Mansion, and he didn't know whose weapons they were originally. All the wonderful uses on it have failed, only this single throwing function is retained, and the penetrating power is very strong, which is a good helper for destroying houses.

Wanqi Feng stepped forward, tied Liu Chengshou up personally, and threw him on the horse's back.

Just then, the sound of horse hooves came again, and Dong Rui led several riders to arrive.

"What, is it over?" He hurried and hurried, but he didn't get the first sip?

"You can still catch up with the next one." He Lingchuan drove past him, and the Yangshan cavalry followed closely. "Let's go to Shizhoutou."

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Yang Meng led his army to rush down the mountain. A few blood-red fireworks exploded in the night sky ahead. This was the most ominous signal:

Shizhoutou could not hold up anymore!

The crowd ignored the rugged mountain road and whipped the horses again. It was dark and windy at night, and several horses broke their legs on the spot.

After turning around the mountain, they saw chaos under the city.

The city gate was open, and there was indeed an outside army forcing its way through.

Yang Meng secretly cried out in despair.

He chased Liu Chengshou too far, and was taken advantage of by a third party!

Just now, Yang Meng led the garrison to attack Liu Jun's camp, and won in one go, forcing Liu Chengshou to flee, and his troops surrendered or dispersed.

So Yang Meng led the main force to pursue Liu Chengshou, leaving only more than a hundred people to clean up the battlefield and pick up the pieces.

This is normal operation, and his total force is only 500.

Besides, the supplies in Shizhoutou are extremely scarce, and everyone is anxious to move the enemy's military supplies back to the city. They took back the things that Liu Chengshou had taken from the people of Shizhoutou, which was fine.

When they attacked just now, everyone even deliberately avoided the grain carts and did not set fire to them.

However, the transportation in the dark was inevitably a bit chaotic. Even the civilians in the city heard that they had won, and they rushed over to move things, fearing that they would be picked up by others later, which was not a good scene.

At that time, dozens of people dressed in garrison uniforms and civilian clothes mixed into the transportation team and sneaked into the city.

Everyone was moving in full swing, but unexpectedly a team suddenly appeared in the northeast and headed directly for the gate of Shizhoutou!

The gate guards were still very responsible. They found the abnormality as soon as possible, and hurriedly called the soldiers and civilians on the road to enter the city, and closed the gate in time before the unknown army arrived.

But dozens of spies lurking in the city suddenly attacked, raised their crossbows and shot the guards, and quickly opened the east gate!

With the help of the inside and outside, Shizhoutou was about to fall!

The defenders in the city fought hard to meet the enemy, but the enemy was outnumbered and killed in a few shots.

But they at least delayed the enemy for half a moment.

When Yang Meng returned, he saw through the doorway that they had set the first fire.

"Zhao Guangzhi!" His eyes were red, "Go back to the city, go back to the city!"

They had fought with the Zhao army before, and they recognized the other side's attire at once.

It was Zhao Guangzhi who came!

Fortunately, they returned in time. Zhao Guangzhi's men had just killed the city guards, and before they had time to move the bodies under the city and close the city gate, Yang Meng's army had already arrived!

Zhao Guangzhi, who had just entered the city, was very proud and was about to let his men plunder as much as they wanted, but he saw a change behind him, so he had to command his men to block the city gate.

One side wanted to enter, and the other side was not allowed to enter, and the two sides were in a stalemate.

Zhao Guangzhi's army had more than 2,500 soldiers, mostly cavalry; Yang Meng had only 300 soldiers behind him, and they basically ran on their legs. If they had fought in an open terrain, this battle would have been basically over.

Fortunately, the battle took place in a narrow city gate, and both sides had to dismount and fight hand to hand.

But even so, the situation on Yang Meng's side was not optimistic.

He chopped down two enemy soldiers, and regardless of the blood splattering on his face, he roared at Zhao Guangzhi behind the army again: "Zhao thief, why don't you dare to challenge me!"

The last time he challenged him to a fight, Zhao thief didn't dare to respond.

Zhao Guangzhi was not moved at all, and turned his palm forward and made a "you do whatever you want" gesture.

He had the advantage in numbers, and even if he was fighting Yang Meng one-on-one, he would win in the long run.

Why did he go down in person in a game that was sure to win? What's wrong with comfortably watching the other party's desperate struggle?

Screams, screams, and women's cries for help soon came from the streets behind him.

Zhao Guangzhi glanced back and saw that several teams of soldiers could not hold back and rushed into the inner city to rob.

They were very skilled in robbing the city and knew that the first move would be the strongest and the last move would be the weakest. If they did not try to be "fast", their companions would have robbed everything first.

The Zhao army blocking the city gate in front heard the noise behind them and felt itchy.

We are fighting to the death here, but those clever people behind us are going to the city to take advantage of the situation and rob women?

The battle under the city gate was inevitably a little loose.

Especially Yang Meng's garrison soldiers heard the chaos in the city and were anxious, and they killed people without hesitation.

Zhao Guangzhi frowned. If the trouble continued, it would shake the morale of the army. Don't let it capsize in the gutter.

He ordered his left and right: "Call everyone out, and chop off those who don't obey."

His men left after hearing the order.

After a few dozen breaths, the exclamations and screams in the streets did not stop, but intensified and became more and more rampant.

Zhao Guangzhi was really angry this time, grabbing a pair of axes and saying:

"Follow me!"

You don't want to listen, right? If a tiger doesn't show its might, these ignorant guys will treat it as a sick cat, right?

Immediately, dozens of personal soldiers followed him and went with him to teach his blind subordinates a lesson.

As for Yang Meng in front, Zhao Guangzhi didn't take him seriously at all.

This kid is quite good at fighting, and he had caused him a lot of trouble before, but now he was blocked outside and couldn't make any waves.

After walking more than ten feet, he entered the streets and alleys, and there was chaos everywhere. The people saw them like sheep encountering hungry tigers, screaming and running away.

Zhao Guangzhi was already accustomed to such scenes, and rushed to the most noisy place.

Unexpectedly, three or four Zhao soldiers jumped out from the corner of the street, with panic-stricken faces. Seeing him was like seeing their ancestors: "General, help me, there are enemies behind..."

Before he finished speaking, a flash of light flashed from behind, and the man's neck and head were separated.

The head fell off, but the body still ran forward two steps by inertia before falling to the ground.

The enemy sneaked in? The man surnamed Yang is not stupid.

Zhao Guangzhi's face turned cold and he tightened the reins.

The air around them suddenly froze, and in the deep alleys there was only the sound of horses' hooves stepping on gravel.

There was chaos everywhere, but only the sound of horses' hooves was infinitely magnified in the ears of the Luodian people led by Zhao Guangzhi.

Kick, kick, not hurried or slow.

More than a dozen riders turned out from the corner of the street, all wearing masks and black armor, and some of them still had blood dripping from their spears.

The one in front had dark flames steaming on his armor, and the black smoke that came out condensed and did not dissipate, turning into a shadow lingering around his master.

At first glance, he didn't look like a living person at all.