For Yang Tong, who already knew the enemy's attack method and activated the Roman battle formation, when facing the support of Bing Yuanzhen, his best strategy is to arrange five-sided long shields in the middle of the team, and make more arrangements. After all, you don't know where your army will be cut off. Only by arranging everything can the Roman battle formation be divided into two, and the beginning and end will take care of itself. With a battle formation divided into two to fight street battles, even if Bing Yuanzhen comes, he will be squeezed to death.

But Lao Yang didn't do this. His choice was to let the group of jumping around the spearmen and slash and kill them until all the Bing Yuanzhen teams poured into the T-shaped intersection and turned into two-headed snakes and bit left and right, and still endured the situation of constant casualties of his subordinates.

He is still waiting.

"Press up!"

When Bing Yuanzhen saw Yang Tong's long snake being completely cut off, he finally issued the order to attack. When this order appeared, the T-junction on the street immediately became crowded, crowded, and the original flexibility of jumping disappeared. The group of prepared mansion soldiers rushed to the bulky spearmen to cut the other party's heads for military merits. The crowd of shadows rushed upwards. When Lao Yang compressed the space behind Yang Gongqing, Bing Yuanzhen also compressed him. For a moment, nearly thousands of people were piled up at this T-junction. If a fire was burned, the only way for these people to survive was to jump straight to Luoshui.

"Do it!"

Yang Tong shouted these two words with a cold face. Behind him, the only soldier with a longbow carrying a longbow took the bow and pulled the arrow and shot it at the sky.

Whoosh.

This is a sound arrow, and the sound is shrill like a death note when the rain strokes are blowing.

Of course, Bing Yuanzhen heard the sound of this arrow. At the same time, he also watched the arrow rush into the sky with his own eyes. At this moment, only two words appeared in his mind - ambush!

But these two words appeared, and Bing Yuanzhen immediately denied the view. Since Yang Tong brought his men out of the city, his scouts watched along the way, so how could he have time to arrange ambush? But if there were no ambush, what did this arrow mean? Could it be...

Bing Yuanzhen was sweating coldly. Since the war started, he had never returned to report the situation where the palace gate was here since he participated in the war. In other words, the spy sent during this period was either killed or intercepted, which left him ignorant of the news about the palace gate. If the ambush took advantage of this critical moment... it would be broken!

"withdraw!"

"withdraw!!!"

Bing Yuanzhen pulled her neck and shouted, hoping to call back the crazy soldiers, but can she still shout back? Not to mention on the battlefield, even if the camp was blown up on a quiet night, how many of the head coaches could stabilize the situation with their stern voice? Otherwise, why did the soldiers in the military camp require quiet and solemn and not allowed to run and fight? Isn’t it just that a misunderstanding caused a chain reaction that could not be suppressed at all?

In the courtyard on the side of the T-junction, a team of soldiers in the prison gate who were breathing against the wall were exhausted. They fought against the palace with their legs and ran to the vicinity of Zheng Gong's Mansion. On this road, not only did they have to hunt down all scouts of the prepared government troops, but they also had to intercept them and not contact Bing Yuanzhen. More importantly, they must not cause any damage to the stone gall oil on the carriage. His Majesty said that this thing is the top priority for whether to win today, otherwise they could not only give General Luo Shixin two thousand people and let him transport it with him three thousand people.

After arriving, the jail sect army responsible for carrying stone gallbladder oil immediately occupied multiple courtyards on one side of the street. While ordering people to see the people in the yards not letting them scream, they saw the miserable scene of their own being intercepted by Yang Gongqing and Bing Yuanzhen in segments. He lay on the wall and watched the spearmen falling down in pieces in their hands. The blood mixed with rain completely dyed the streets red. At that moment, he wanted to rush out immediately. But he couldn't do this. At that time, Bing Yuanzhen's troops were loose in formation, and once they showed their heads, they would be discovered by these people. Then they fell into endless fighting. This not only won't help His Majesty, but also exposed his last trump card. That was exchanged for His Majesty's life. He could use his bait to attract all the attention of Yang Gongqing and Bing Yuanzhen, and could bear the lives of those brothers in the middle. Why couldn't he hold back his breath!

Tolerate!!

The deputy general who led the three thousand sect troops to endure Yang Tong's defeat, and Bing Yuanzhen's troops were pressing forward more and more. When the formation changed from a two-headed snake to a two-headed turtle, he saw an arrow soaring into the sky.

Bing Yuan’s death is really coming.

A red flag was thrown out through the wall. The moment the flag fell right next to Bing Yuanzhen's horse, more than a dozen donkey frames at the end of the Long Street were pushed out by the gate guards. The young men who pushed the carts were helping to hold the frame and shake their shoulders in the rain, swaying their shoulders and feet, and rushing on the ground. The frames were blocked like obstacles on the road behind Bing Yuanzhen, and a good road was suddenly out of touch.

When he first saw these frames, Bing Yuanzhen thought the army of the sect was going to set fire, but could he ignite the fire on this heavy rain? Unexpectedly, the group of people blocked the frame as a bunker and retreated, and set up crossbows behind the car and fired directly.

At that time, all the prepared mansion troops were rushing forward. The sharp arrows smashed raindrops under the rain curtain and rushed past the air. Such a dense crowd did not even have room for dodging. When the arrows were shot out, it was like a target that would hit him on his own initiative. Even if the target avoided it, the people in front of him would never be able to dodge, and they were shot in a lot of shots. When the soldiers who knew it later discovered this scene, panic appeared in the eyes of those who turned around.

Isn't it just about to win?

Where did the soldiers from the sect come from?

The prepared mansion soldiers held the round shield and turned around one after another. The question is, where can the round shield be blocked by the dense rain of arrows of a thousand people?

The deputy general took this opportunity to stand up, picked up a jar of stone gall oil and smashed it at the crowd. The stone gall oil was swung by him with one hand and fell directly on the body of the prepared mansion who was still unknown what was happening behind him. The pottery jar was broken with a "bang", and a greater commotion occurred in the crowd. The people burned by concentrated sulfuric acid were crowded without control, screaming and screaming.

Bing Yuan really couldn't control his subordinates. The most obvious way was that the spearmen who had not even had the ability to resist just now found that someone had started to hit the tip of their guns. There seemed to be a wave behind the group of swords and shields. They could only use their backs to push down with their backs. How could they withstand the double pressure of crossbow arrows and sulfuric acid? What's more, a lot of heat was released during the dilution effect of concentrated sulfuric acid and water. The burned people mistakenly thought it was a scald, and someone actually shouted in superstition: "Ghost Fire!!"

People are afraid of following the crowd's reaction. The first sentence "Ghost Fire" is shouted out. Everyone behind them sees the pottery jar falling from the sky. Someone even pointed at the pottery jar and shouted: "The pot contains ghost fire!!!"

This group of people can't figure out how the liquid in the jar will fall on themselves and cause a burning effect. In this way, ghost theory will certainly appear, and everything will be as smooth as it was arranged...

The crowded scene became even more intense. As soon as a person who was squeezed down, he immediately stepped on countless feet to grab his position. This group of people didn't care about the random stomping on his head. Not to mention that the person below was unable to even protect his head with his hands. The good dance team turned into people, and there were still people behind him who kept arching into the cracks, trying to avoid the peak period of crossbow arrows.

"kill!"

When nearly a hundred jars of concentrated sulfuric acid were thrown out, the ruined Taoist priest's efforts made the heat at the T-junction feel as if he was in a steamer. The jumping team was only one shot away from Yang Tong's sect's army. Even if they had no heat, they were sweating, because the other party could stab the gun as long as they could push the tip of the gun forward, without any unnecessary movement. At this time, two thousand volcanoes in the inner sect's army in the street courtyard and the moment they approached again with long spears, the first group of people under Bing Yuanzhen appeared.

Three spears suppressed all the jumping teams at the T-junction. Only Luoshui can walk on one road, even if the river water is turbulent, it must jump, because if you jump down the river, you will not die immediately. If you stay on the shore, you will definitely die.

"Die!"

Bing Yuanzhen sat high on the war horse and waved a long sword and chopped over a soldier who wanted to get close. Luo Shixin stood on the second floor in the distance and shouted: "Save Bing Yuanzhen for me, I will kill him with my own hands!" But who would still listen to him at this time? The army of the sect rushed up one by one, like an ant colony angered by a mantis. When Bing Yuanzhen's long sword was slashed on one of the soldiers' shoulders, the soldier exposed his unprecedented wildness when victory was about to come. He pressed the long sword on his shoulder and shouted: "You don't have a second sword!"

His face was ferocious and obviously endured severe pain. Bing Yuanzhen's face was twisted and he was trying to pull the weapon. At this time, another soldier next to him jumped up from the wall. He hugged Bing Yuanzhen and fell down with him. As soon as he landed, Bing Yuanzhen was completely finished. In the eyes of these soldiers who had already killed red-eyed, the enemy general represented endless wealth and an upcoming official position. He really stabbed him with a gun and slashed him with a knife.

Bing Yuanzhen wanted to reach out to block it, and with one knife, he only saw his wrist with blood; he wanted to roll on the ground, but his upper body was half turned and his thigh was nailed to the ground with a shot.

"ah!!!!"

Bing Yuanzhen was screaming at Ting'er, but the soldiers who rushed up to the sect for military merits turned a deaf ear to this, and three or four knives were chopped at Bing Yuanzhen's neck, just asking for his head.

The rain stopped, and the smell of blood began to surge upwards with the breath of soil. Yang Tong, who was still commanding the battle, had already seen the Zheng Gong Mansion not far away. When Yang Gongqing was still resisting, the exciting news finally came from behind...

"Your Majesty, the young man killed Bing Yuanzhen under the horse, with a head in his hand!"

Yang Tong smiled. He had never been so happy since he broke through time. This news means that Yang Gongqing in front of him is about to collapse without fighting. This news means that there will be no more Zheng Gong's Mansion rushing up to fight with him, even if they still have ten thousand people in the mansion.

"Okay! Upgrade three levels in a row!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the soldiers in the shield formation turned their heads and looked at Yang Tong at the same time, which meant that, "They are all trying to get the same life, why should he be promoted to three levels in a row?" Yang Tong didn't explain and pointed at Yang Gongqing in front of him: "There is one there, the last one." Then he shifted his eyes.

A series of sharp and eager eyes looked at Yang Gongqing. A fierce soldier shouted at Yang Gongqing who had been lost when his helmet was dropped off his horse: "General Yang, I'm sorry, our brother borrowed the head of his neck to use it. After he was promoted and made a fortune, he would go to the grave to worship every year on his deathbed!"

The shield holder threw away the shield, and the crossbow raised the second floor of the restaurant and went down. Yang Gongqing seemed to have turned into Tang Monk's flesh in this second, and everyone longed for it.

"Yang Tong!"

Yang Gongqing looked at the 16-year-old boy in front of him and glared fiercely, then turned around and ran away. Then could he run past these sect soldiers who were about to go crazy?

Yang Tong saw Luo Shixin jumping off the second floor and then pounced on him through two more positions. Unfortunately, he failed to catch Yang Gongqing, but he hugged the other party's feet at the moment of falling. Then, the group of soldiers rushed up, and Luo Shixin lay in the puddle in anger and shouted: "My! Yang Gongqing is mine!!!"

Finally won.

Yang Tong went to slaughter Yang Gongqing's soldiers, regardless of madness, and shouted at the prepared soldiers who were at a loss on the street: "I am the emperor of the dynasty. Those who put down their swords and guns will forgive their death sentences and continue to resist will immediately slaughter!"
Chapter completed!