Golden Age Legitimate Fei

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update of the latest chapters of the prosperous concubine!In the city, Long Yang sat in the empty room with a dim expression.He knew that Zhu Yan was dead.It won't be long before Biancheng will be destroyed.Perhaps he was lucky to be able to fight on the battlefield again when he was old.However, such an inexplicable fiasco also made him difficult to face.There was one thing he was most wrong about, when Mo Xiuyao left, he heard clearly.People all over the city were buried...Mo Xiuyao wanted to massacre the city!Regarding Mo Xiuyao's words, Long Yang had no doubts.When he was young, he hadn't done the massacre of cities, otherwise he wouldn't have the title of the Western Regions Killing God.Even when he was young, he might not think it would be a big deal for Mo Xiuyao to want to slaughter the city.But now... it's old after all.There are still hundreds of thousands of people in Biancheng. If you really let Mo Xiuyao slaughter the city...

"General!" The soldiers outside the door came to report in a hurry.

Long Yang opened his eyes and said indifferently, "What happened?"

The soldier said, "The East City is going to be unstoppable. Please retreat as soon as possible."

"Retreat?" Long Yang frowned and asked, "Who said he was going to retreat?" Perhaps Long Yang's tone was too sharp, and the soldier cautiously told: "It's the King of Zhennan, the King of Zhennan said that Biancheng could not be guarded. I live, I have to withdraw to Rongcheng behind to block the Mohist army."

Long Yang shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Even Biancheng can't stop the Mojia army. Can a vulnerable city wall like Rongcheng stop the Mojia army? Stupid! The whole army stayed and battled the Mojia army in the city. Perhaps it will be able to take down half of the Mohist army." Street fighting is often filled with lives, and it has nothing to do with tactics.What's more, they can take the initiative in the city, and the difference between the Mohist army and the Xiling army is not too big. At least Long Yang is confident that two Xiling soldiers can definitely deal with a Mohist army.In this way, at least half of the soldiers and horses of the Mo family can be wiped out in Biancheng, and the defenders behind will be able to hold the Mo family's footsteps.

The soldier looked at Long Yang hesitantly and said, "But...The Prince of Zhennan is already preparing to retreat with his soldiers and horses."

"What?!" Long Yang stood up abruptly, and the soldiers quickly said, "The King of Zhennan said that if the Mo family army is allowed to attack the city, it will be too late. He has led the remaining hundreds of thousands of soldiers and horses to withdraw from Ximen. Up."

Long Yang swiftly walked outside the door, saying: "Fool! There are tens of thousands of troops guarding the Mo family in the small city ahead, where does he want to withdraw!"

When Long Yang rushed to Xicheng, he could only see the horseshoes and smoke from the Xiling army.Lei Tengfeng carried the most elite and complete army of hundreds of thousands of Xiling army. As soon as these troops withdrew out, the originally solid defense suddenly opened a few large openings, and the Mohist army poured in like a tide. In the city.Under the West City Gate, Long Yang closed his eyes tiredly, and sighed in a low voice: "Zhu Yan...we are all done..."

Although Lei Tengfeng took most of the people away, the soldiers of Xiling were not furnishings after all.It was already noon the next day when the Mohist Army had completely captured the entire Biancheng.Even the Mohist soldiers, who were known for their bravery and skillful fighting, were extremely exhausted by fighting for one day and one night.All eyes were flushed with exhaustion, and when the rebelling Xiling garrison in the city was finally eliminated, the soldiers also burst into cheers.Many people just fell asleep sitting under the eaves on the street.

The sun was shining at noon, and Mo Xiuyao and his entourage stepped into Biancheng.Seeing that the bodies of the soldiers and soldiers who had been lying across the street had not had time to clean up, many soldiers on both sides of the street fell asleep sitting directly.Mo Xiuyao waved his hand to stop the people around him from wanting to announce loudly.While walking forward over the corpses, he asked in a low voice, "Where is Long Yang?"

Zhuo Jing whispered: "Longyang is in an empty house in the west of the city. Someone is already guarding there. In addition...Longyang freed many people in the city." Perhaps it was because of what Mo Xiuyao said. If you want to bury the people in the city, as soon as you entered the night Longyang opened the gate of the West City and released many people out of the city.The Mohist army has strict military discipline. Although Mo Xiuyao said that, he did not formally order the massacre of the city. Therefore, as long as the soldiers at war were not blocked by ordinary people, they would not do anything against ordinary people.About half of the people escaped last night.

Mo Xiuyao shook his head indifferently and said, "Go and see Longyang. What happened to the princess?"

Zhuo Jing said: "Last night Lei Tengfeng took the people away and fought General Zhang to the west. About two to three thousand people rushed past with the remnants. The princess ordered the suspension of the pursuit of the whole army in Biancheng for two days. The princess should be back in about a while." After hearing this, Mo Xiuyao's gloomy eyes flashed a trace of warmth, and said lightly: "Order people to clean the battlefield and let the soldiers below rest well. Go and bring Long Yang over. ."

"Yes, Lord."

Zhuo Jing took the order and left, Mo Xiuyao turned and went to the prefect's residence in Biancheng.The prefect's mansion had already been taken care of, and the war in the city hadn't affected this mansion much.The civilian officials who had not escaped from Biancheng were already held here by the Mohist army.When Mo Xiuyao came in, the officials in Xiling had different expressions, some prayed, some were persevering, some were afraid, and some were hostile.At this moment, Mo Xiuyao didn't have the mind to meet them, and he waved his hand to let them go.After sitting down and resting for a while, the guards outside came in to report, "Master, Long Yang has brought it."

Mo Xiuyao opened his eyes, his eyes filled with chill, "Let him come in."

After a while, Long Yang strolled in.Zhuo Jing followed behind him, but no one was ordered to escort him.Long Yang was still dressed in white coarse cloth, and looked much older and more tired than the previous few days.At first glance, he looked like an ordinary old man in the mountains, and he couldn't see the cruel appearance of the innocent people on the tower before as a shield.

Mo Xiuyao looked at him calmly, and said lightly: "General Fengtian, it's a pleasure to meet."