Yang Shaofeng couldn't help but look at Ruan Li first. Seeing that Ruan Li didn't call out the famous one, you fired the fire, Yang Shaofeng immediately sneered: "I don't even have the second battalion commander, how dare he attack the city?"

Zhu Gaochi glared at Yang Shaofeng who was suddenly fucking crazy, turned to Liu Sheng and said, "If you want to break the thief, you must rely more on Marquis Anyuan."

Liu Sheng bowed and responded. Seeing that the surrendered soldiers under the city had already been forcing the rebels to advance in line, he said to Baoding Bo Liang Ming: "I will order people to lower the suspension bridge and open the city gate later. After the surrendered soldiers cross the line, I will order the artillery on the top of the city to shell the rebels. Baoding Boke leads his army to attack the rebels' middle army and strive to defeat the enemy in one battle."

Baoding Bo Liang Ming bowed to Liu Sheng and replied, "The last general will take the order!"

Seeing that Liu Sheng began to arrange the city defense matters, Yang Shaofeng had no time to care about him for the time being, his eyes rolled quietly, and then pulled the dog down the city wall together.

As the creaking sound of the city gate opening sounded, the suspension bridge outside the city gate began to slowly lower it. Yang Shaofeng immediately screamed and rushed out with fifty armored soldiers all over the body of the war horse.

"Crack through!"

A simple order made the fifty personal soldiers following Yang Shaofeng begin to actively transform into the Yanling Formation, and followed Yang Shaofeng tightly and rushed forward.

The so-called chiseling formation is actually nothing too profound. In short, a team of cavalry forms an arrow shape and then rushes straight to the enemy. The cavalry on both sides only needs to hold the sabers tightly and spread them forward. They can directly cut people into half by the speed brought by the war horses, and then attack the enemy formation over and over again until the enemy is scattered and cannot be looked at from each other.

In the rebel formation, Li Li, who was under the Li-named brand, was stunned.

The expected scene did not appear at all. The surrendered soldiers who should have been in chaos on the city began to scatter to both sides as soon as Yang Shaofeng rushed out. The rebels prepared for the first wave of siege were directly placed in front of Yang Shaofeng's cavalry!

Li Li looked left and right with a gloomy face and said in a deep voice: "This guy was insulting me just now. Is anyone willing to capture and kill this guy for me?"

Li Siqi bowed to Li Li and said, "My son is willing to go!"

After saying that, Li Siqi ordered his troops and rushed straight towards Yang Shaofeng.

Yang Shaofeng half-squinted his eyes, and his expression gradually became ferocious. He held the saber in his hand and rushed towards Li Siqi.

As soon as the two sides met, Yang Shaofeng raised his sword without evasion and swung it over, allowing Li Siqi's long sword to slash at him. The inside was a specially made steel plate armor. Although it was light and thin, there was no problem with the impact of the defensive saber. There was also a layer of chain mail composed of circles of iron rings outside. If this could make a wild monkey break the defense, he, the wearer, would just wash and go to bed!

In the flash of lightning, Li Siqi saw a spark passing by his long sword on Yang Shaofeng's waist. Before he could think more, he felt a chill around his waist.

The colorful intestines fell to the ground, and Li Siqi was also pulled down from the horse, and then he was stepped into meat paste by more than fifty riders following Yang Shaofeng.

Li Siqi didn't understand until his death, why the six top scholars were not afraid of the sabre? Is it true that Wenquxing descended to earth? This person is really a god?

RMB players are still waving their saber in their hands.

For Yang Shaofeng, the concept of defense basically does not exist. When the Jiaozhi rebels faced his armor that even protected their necks and eyes, they could not even break the defense. What else can they do to defend against?

On the contrary, the sabre in his hand, not to mention the Jiaozhi rebels without armor, even if they face the Ming soldiers wearing ordinary armor, they would basically be in a situation of breaking down with one sword.

The willful RMB player, just be reckless!

Li Li's face became even more ugly - Li Siqi is his eldest son and the future prince of Annan Kingdom, and now he has become a meat paste...

Ding Li, who was standing behind Lili, bowed to Lili: "The king is waiting for a moment, I am willing to capture and kill this beast!"

Li Li had a gloomy face and said in a deep voice: "Change heavy weapons! The thief's sword in his hand was sharp and his armor was strong. The ordinary saber could not deal with him at all."

Ding Li bowed and ordered someone to carry out a mace that he had seized before, held it in his hand and weighed it, then ordered the troops and rushed towards Yang Shaofeng.

At this time, Yang Shaofeng was about to kill through the troops brought by Li Siqi before, and he was one step closer to the Li Li banner. Seeing a man rushing towards him with a mace in his hand, Yang Shaofeng couldn't help but tremble.

Mom, mace, this thing is definitely not something that the long sword in your hand can compete with!

Hundred steps, eighty steps, sixty steps, fifty steps...

The snow under Yang Shaofeng's crotch was the extremely majestic Thousand Mile Horse. He ran away on the battlefield at this moment, and his speed suddenly increased again, running three points faster than usual. Although Ding Li rode a Dian horse slowly, Yang Shaofeng's distance from Ding Li was getting closer and closer, and even the grim smile on Ding Li's face could be seen from afar!

Yang Shaofeng simply stopped caring about the war horse under his crotch, but instead handed the saber in his right hand to his left hand holding the reins. He took out the flintlock rifle from the Xue's neck, which had not been equipped on a large scale in the army, and pointed it at Ding Li and slashed.

With a loud bang, Ding Li fell to the ground on his back, and then the war horse behind Yang Shaofeng was stepped into meat paste.

Under the big banner of Li, Li Li's face was no longer as gloomy as before, but became even worse than crying - what kind of god is this! The musket doesn't need to light the fuse?

He threw away the fired musket, and Yang Shaofeng changed the saber back to his right hand, and continued to rush towards Li Li with a grin.

How could this be a rebel leader? This is just a good military merit, a stepping stone to my reputation as a god of war, and a champion of my marquis!

More importantly, as long as Li Li is killed, the entire Jiaozhi situation will be completely revived!

Under the banner of Li, Li saw that the people around him were no longer willing to ask for the fight. Li Li, whose face looked as ugly as if he had eaten shit, snorted coldly: "I think it's just a musket that can be fired once in an instant. Now the thief has abandoned the musket. I think it's because it can't be used. Who dares to capture and kill this beast now?"

Li Li's nephew Li Shi bit it and said in a deep voice: "My nephew is willing to go!"

Li Li's face looked a little better and he reminded: "You should change your heavy weapons."

Li Shi nodded, bowed and responded, then pointed the army and rushed towards Yang Shaofeng.

Two war horses walked opposite each other, and the speed of 60 kilometers per hour suddenly turned 120 kilometers per hour. Li Shi soon saw Yang Shaofeng's extremely ugly face.

The ugly Yang Shaofeng's face looked, the happier Li Shi was in his heart. Without the flintlock gun that could be fired in an instant, he had a mace in his hand, so he still had to worry?

The distance between the two was getting closer and closer, and the ugly expression on Yang Shaofeng's face suddenly turned into a grim smile. The saber in his right hand once again handed to his left hand, and his right hand pulled out a flintlock rifle from Taxue's neck, aiming at Li Shi and spit out a sentence: "you're all going to die down here!"

Yang Shaofeng's voice was very light, and even Gouzi, Wu Ming and others who were rushing behind Yang Shaofeng, could not hear it clearly. Li Li, who was under the Li family, could not listen.

Li Li's face was so ugly that he could no longer see it.

When the eldest son Li Siqi died, Li Li felt distressed in his heart; when Ding Li died, Li Li felt a little regretful in his heart; when his nephew Li Shi died, Li Li was full of self-blame—

It doesn’t matter if a son dies. After all, he has a son, but the uncle who raised him since childhood has only one son like Li Shi. With death, his uncle’s family will be the last one!

Holding the sword in his hand tightly, Li Li no longer asked who could capture and kill Yang Shaofeng, but instead whispered: "Li Chui!"

Li Chui's face also became ugly.

As Lili's brother, his existence is indeed disgusting to a certain extent. However, no matter how disgusting it is, you don't have to rush to get rid of yourself!

Li Li did not guess what Li Chou was thinking, but directly ordered: "The thief has used two muskets that can be fired instantly. I don't believe he has a third one! Go and kill him!"

Li Chua nodded, and with a gloomy face, he ordered people to carry the spear and then pointed the horse soldiers and rushed towards Yang Shaofeng.

Seeing Li Chua rushing towards him from afar, Yang Shaofeng felt much more at ease.

The biggest problem with the flintlock rifle is that it can be filled with it. It cannot be fired multiple times like in later generations. It can only be filled with the projectile once. On the battlefield, I don’t have the time to fill it, so I can only throw one shot and throw it.

If there are dozens of people holding maces under the silly roe deer in Lili, then after all the muskets in his hand are exhausted, he can only use Fang Tian Huaji to fight them head-on!

Now it seems that there are only two maces under the silly roe deer of Li Li. Otherwise, the two fools who rushed over now should use maces to deal with armor, rather than spears.

After a clear mind, Yang Shaofeng forced a trace of bitterness on his face. Until the distance between him and Li Chui was closer to about thirty steps. When Li Chui was already unavoidable, Yang Shaofeng changed his saber to his left hand again, and then took out the third flintlock musket from the side of Taxue's neck.

Li Chou, who fell off his horse and was stepped into a meat paste, had the last thought in his mind: He can still ejaculate!

Yang Shaofeng raised his head and looked at Li Li, who was under the Li brand, and smiled grimly, and spit out a few words: "It's all a fucking death!"
Chapter completed!