Chapter 251 The Battle to Seize the City
"go!"

Without further hesitation, Mengtemu led nearly 10,000 Hu cavalry out of the city gate.

It was impossible for tens of thousands of Hu cavalry to escape from the city at once. It would take them some time to slowly walk out of the city gate.

And this period of time is Yang Zhengshan’s opportunity.

"Report, General, the north gate of Fushan City is open!"

Ten miles east of Fushan City, shadowy figures were hidden in the dim night.

Zhou Lan, who was standing at the front of the queue on horseback, heard this and turned her head to look at Yang Zhengshan next to her.

"Let's go! It's our turn to perform!"

The next moment, the sounds of horse hooves became one and rumbled towards the north gate of Fushan City.

Due to the obstructed vision at night, the cavalry's speed was relatively slow, but during the day, they had already explored the surrounding situation and had already selected a relatively flat road to launch the attack.

It was ten miles away, but in just a quarter of an hour they had seen the north gate of Fushan City and the Hu cavalry pouring out of the gate.

"The garrison camp will march forward without hesitation until death!"

When the life-and-death battle came, Yang Zhengshan surpassed Zhou Lan in an instant, and the 700 cavalrymen from the garrison battalion behind him stood out from Zhou Lan's reinforcement battalion like a sharp sword.

Under Zhou Lan's astonished gaze, the soldiers of the garrison camp passed her one after another.

When it comes to charging, the garrison battalion is professional; when it comes to war horses, every war horse in the garrison battalion is a top-quality horse that has been nourished by spiritual spring water.

Although these war horses are far inferior to Hongyun's, they are not much inferior to Zhou Lan's war horses.

When the two sides fought together before, Yang Zhengshan took care of Zhou Lan's face and did not let the soldiers perform too outstandingly. But this time was different. This time it was a real tough battle.

They wanted to seize the city gate, where tens of thousands of Hu cavalry gathered, and tens of thousands of Gorchin warriors were inside the city.

There is no doubt that this will be an extremely brutal and bitter battle.

It was at this time that Mengtemu also discovered the cavalry rushing from the east.

His eyes widened and his face was full of disbelief.

He really didn't expect that Liang Chu would dare to attack Fushan City at this time.

Indeed, when they opened the city gate it was a good time to attack the city, but at this time there were tens of thousands of Hu cavalry gathered inside and outside the city gate.

Rushing over is attacking the city or committing suicide?

"Arrogant!" Meng Temu shouted angrily, and then shouted: "Stop them!"

Almost instantly, he reacted and led thousands of cavalrymen who had already left the city to rush towards Yang Zhengshan.

In the dim night, the two torrents collided with each other in an instant. Yang Zhengshan took the lead and stood in front of Meng Temu first.

"Mengtemu!"

Yang Zhengshan brandished his spear, instantly knocking away several Hu cavalry in front of him, and stared at Meng Temu with his eyes as sharp as swords.

He had never met Mengtemu, but he could guess.

He was about sixty years old and was surrounded by a group of armored guards. It was obvious that he was an important figure.

"Who are you?" Meng Temu rushed towards Yang Zhengshan surrounded by a group of guards.

"Haha, Anyuan City garrison commander Yang Zhengshan!"

A bright smile appeared on Yang Zhengshan's face.

Oh, Montmo!

This is Mengtemu!

There is a saying that goes "Catch the leader first!"
As long as Mengtemu is captured, the Donghai Hu tribe will immediately collapse.

He did not expect that he would face Mengtemu directly, and at this time taking down Mengtemu was as important as taking the city gate.

But Mengtemu is not a soft persimmon, and it is not easy to take him down.

But there is also a saying that goes "Shoot the horse first when shooting a person!"

The two men confronted each other, riding horses against each other.

At the moment when the figures intersected, Mengtemu swept over with a scimitar in his hand. Yang Zhengshan raised the corner of his mouth slightly and raised his hand to block.

His arms grasped the grab pole like steel tongs, making thunderous noises.

With a clang, Yang Zhengshan's body jerked violently, and he clamped his legs tightly around the horse's belly, thus avoiding being knocked off the horse by Mengtemu's force.

Very strong!

The ninth level of acquired nature!

Compared with him, Yang Zhengshan's strength seemed a little weaker.

The two men passed each other, and just as Mengtemu was about to turn around and chop again, he suddenly felt the horse under him tilt its body and fall to one side.

Mengtemu subconsciously glanced at the warhorse under him, and then he saw a horse hoof kicking his horse's butt hard.

Hehehe~~
Hongyun let out a joyful cry.

Mengtemu was a little confused!

It actually kicked over my warhorse!
Fortunately, Mengtemu reacted quickly. His horse fell heavily to the side and hit two guards who were protecting him. He jumped up on the horse's back and rushed towards Yang Zhengshan with his scimitar raised.

If it were an ordinary cavalryman, abandoning his warhorse would be tantamount to seeking death in the current situation. However, for Mengtemu, who has the ninth level of acquired cultivation, the warhorse does not actually play a big role in battle. It can only save him some energy when charging or traveling.

"Be careful!" Yang Zhengshan patted Hongyun on the back, jumped up and met Meng Temu.

The next moment, the two figures were entangled together.

Although Mengtemu is over 60 years old, he is much stronger than Dobato.

Although he was old, he was experienced, and every move he made made Yang Zhengshan feel overwhelmed.

The two men exchanged more than ten moves, and Yang Zhengshan was actually beaten so hard that he could only passively defend himself and could not find a chance to fight back.

There was no other way, Yang Zhengshan could only delay time as much as possible and slowly find Mengtemu's weakness.

Fortunately, his body is much stronger than that of an ordinary person, so even if he is beaten, he can hold on for a while.

While Yang Zhengshan was fighting Meng Temu, Zhou Lan also arrived with 3,000 reinforcements.

But soon they were caught in a tough battle.

At this time, thousands of Hu cavalry had gathered in front of the city gate. Although the 3,000 reinforcements were also elite, they had no way of breaking through the blockade of thousands of Hu cavalry in a short period of time. They could not even get close to the city gate, and were still hundreds of meters away from it.

The battle entered a tense state, but Zhou Lan and Yang Zhengshan did not rush to attack the city gate, but tried their best to fight with the Hu cavalry.

About a quarter of an hour into the battle, a dull sound of horse hooves suddenly came from the west.

The earth was shaking with the sound of horse hooves, and the hearts of the fighting soldiers were trembling as well.

Many people's attention was attracted by the sound of horse hooves and they looked towards the west.

Soon they saw shadowy figures coming closer and closer. A group of cavalrymen wearing black armor and holding long swords came surging towards them.

"kill!"

Among the cavalry, a tall man in silver armor suddenly raised his sword and let out an angry roar.

The next moment, thousands of cavalry rushed towards the city gate.

Cloud Dragon Guard!
The last trump card in Liang Chu's hand is also the main force to capture the city gate.

That’s right, the main force to capture the city gate this time was not Zhou Lan and Yang Zhengshan, but the Yunlong Guards.

Zhou Lan and Yang Zhengshan now have less than 4,000 cavalrymen under their command. It is simply impossible to attack Fushan City and seize the city gate with 4,000 cavalrymen.

So they just came out to attract the enemy's firepower. The Yunlong Guards were actually responsible for capturing the city gate.

At this time, a large number of Hu cavalry at the city gate were all engaged in a melee with Yang Zhengshan and Zhou Lan. The Yunlong Guards suddenly rushed out and reached the front of the city gate with almost no hindrance.

The leading man in silver armor took the lead and rushed directly into the city gate. This man's cultivation was also quite high. Without any expert stopping him, he directly guarded the city gate with an aura of one man blocking the pass from ten thousand.

The subsequent Yunlong Guards rushed into the city gate like a flood that broke through a dam, but in just a moment, the city gate changed hands and was seized by the Yunlong Guards. However, if they wanted to completely occupy the city gate, they still needed to hold off the attack of the Hu people in the city.

The Hu cavalry outside the city wanted to retake the city gate, but the soldiers from the reinforcement camp and the garrison camp held them tightly and did not give them any chance to attack the Yunlong Guards.

Mengtemu also noticed that the city gate had changed hands, his face became extremely gloomy, and then his attack became more and more powerful.

Yang Zhengshan was like a reef on the coast. No matter how big the waves were, he would not move a step. His feet seemed to be grown on the ground. No matter how sharp Mengtemu's blade was, the iron spear in his hand could block it tightly.

However, the iron spear in his hand seemed to be unable to hold up. After the gilded flying fish spear was bent, he changed to an ordinary iron spear. However, such an iron spear could not withstand the battle between masters.

Every time he blocked the knife, a notch was cut. At this time, the spear in Yang Zhengshan's hand was almost as sharp as a saw.

Fortunately, Yang Zhengshan has discovered Mengtemu's weakness.

Mengtemu's strength is unquestionable, and he is a warrior who has been through many battles and is very experienced. It is difficult to find weaknesses in him, but there is one weakness that he cannot make up for no matter what.

That's the aging that comes with age.

As the battle lasted longer, Yang Zhengshan clearly felt that Mengtemu's strength was getting weaker and weaker, his offensive was becoming more and more chaotic, and his breath was becoming more and more unstable.

Feeling this, Yang Zhengshan became calmer. He did not rush to counterattack, but just kept blocking and defending.

Around them, the soldiers of the reinforcement battalion and the garrison battalion gradually gained the upper hand. Although the number of Hu cavalry outside the city gate was slightly higher than that of the reinforcement battalion and the garrison battalion, in terms of combat effectiveness, both the garrison battalion and the reinforcement battalion under Zhou Lan were superior to the warriors of the Gorqin clan.

After the Yunlong Guards appeared and occupied the city gate, the morale of the Gorqin warriors began to decline.

As one side gained strength while the other side lost strength, the balance of victory gradually tilted towards the reinforcement battalion and the garrison battalion.

The Yunlong Guards had already rushed into the city. The soldiers from the reinforcement camp and the garrison camp fought more and more bravely. Mengtemu's breathing became heavily gasping.

Yang Zhengshan felt that it was almost time, so he suddenly swung the iron spear with both arms and swept it towards Mengtemu with a powerful blow.

However, at the moment he changed his moves, a bright light suddenly burst out in Mengtemu's eyes, and his originally tired body suddenly became flexible. He bent down and lowered his body, and the sharp blade brushed against the spear and penetrated into Yang Zhengshan's abdomen.

Yang Zhengshan's pupils suddenly shrank.

This old guy is actually trying to tempt him to make a move?
He is indeed a shrewd and calculating person.

He was stalling for time looking for an opportunity, and Mengtemu was also looking for an opportunity.

The moment Yang Zhengshan changed his tactics was the opportunity that Mengtemu wanted.

Just as the blade was about to fall on Yang Zhengshan's abdomen, Yang Zhengshan jumped up.

Mengtemu's calculations were very accurate and he seized the opportunity when Yang Zhengshan changed his tactics, but he still underestimated Yang Zhengshan.

After fighting continuously for such a long time, his physical strength decreased greatly, but Yang Zhengshan was still full of energy. His knife was slow after all, and only grazed the sole of Yang Zhengshan's boots. Yang Zhengshan's iron spear changed its move again, changing from a sweeping move to a powerful chop, and hit him hard on the back.

With a bang, Mengtemu was knocked to the ground in an ungraceful manner, his sweat-soaked forehead hitting the soft ground.

Afterwards, Mengtemu turned over and tried to get up, but a sharp sword with a cold glow pressed against his chest.

(End of this chapter)