The lobby and the outer courtyard of the warehouse were already crowded with people. Regardless of their clan and identity, those who were under the scope of Li Guangbi's recruitment order were waiting here, and under the supervision of that small group of soldiers, they could barely lined up in several crooked long queues.

And in this latest team, because no one wants to be in the front and die first, the soldier shouted hoarsely, but the whole scene is still in a mess.

Tang Li, who had black hair and white clothes and jade-faced and red belt, appeared in the lobby, immediately attracted the attention of the people in the hall. This was not only because his deliberately decorated clothes were too different from Feng Yi compared to other people, but also because compared with the fear and concerns on these people's faces, Tang Li's calmness on his face really stood out a little.

He reached out to block Tang Guang who wanted to squeeze in front of him. Tang Li, who was calm, walked straight to the front of the team with his sword. The red cherry blossoms gently and the white shirt fluttered. Standing at the head of the team, he stood pressing the sword, listening to the sound of shouting and killing that seemed to be close, waiting for the order to drive out.

During this period, although Tang Li did not say a word, his calmness and calmness invisibly diluted the panic that permeated the inside and outside the lobby. He, a luxuriously dressed and outstanding young master Guijie, stood at the head of the team without hesitation. His behavior itself was the best publicity and encouragement. The commotion and chaos that followed had been dissolved a lot. Ma Er, who was running the hall, stopped quarreling, tightened the door bar in his hand, and stood silently in front of Chef Jiang who was holding a kitchen knife. Until he stood still, he was still wondering why when he saw this handsome and unspeakable young master, he suddenly felt that the blood on his body seemed to be three points hot.

The sergeant who was in charge of this team was also defeated by the sudden appearance of Prince Guijie. He bowed to Tang Li silently to show his respect and gratitude for his generous pursuit of the first place.

Nodding slightly, Tang Li's hand holding the sword became paler. Without a word, he looked westward. There was a direct look and the center of the shouting of killing - Lingzhou West City Tower.

The sound of killing was clamoring above the heads, the sound of feather arrows breaking through the air, the sound of weapons hitting the blades, the hissing of squatters, the screams of swords in the swords... All kinds of sounds came in all directions, tearing people's hearts and courage. Sometimes a large bunch of blood was thrown down from the air, and the warm and dazzling red made people's hands and feet tremble. The injured soldiers and civilians were sent down on the slide on the half-slope of the Xicheng Tower next to them. The screams of their throats were heard by their side, which made the listener feel colder.

"After going up to the city, keep your formation in line, follow the command of all actions, and transport rolling wood? When you are stones and tinder oil, your feet should be fast, but the most important thing is to keep your hands steady so as not to hurt yourself by accident! According to General Li's order, anyone who shrank in the city, kill! If someone dares to flee privately, kill..." Under the city tower, the team was hoarsely emphasizing various precautions and battlefield disciplines, but Tang Li, who was close to him, seemed to be deaf. His eyes were still staring at the bloody city above.

Suddenly, a man leaned out from the top of the city and waved the yellow flag in his hand quickly. When the squeaker saw the flag, all the words stopped, and the bizarre all over his body burst out with a word: "Go!"

Before the team was dragging the tremolo "up" sound, Tang Li, who was in the front of the queue, rushed towards the slide, stepped on the blood-invaded slide, wearing white clothes, he was like a flag waving in the wind, running straight to the top of the city.

Over the past day, I only heard all the impressions of fighting on the city wall. At this time, I finally rushed to the city wall. The naked killing scene came towards me, and the fishy smell in the air seemed to be dripping bleeding.

"Hurry up, come and carry the rolling wood to the No. 12 Fighter," said the captain who was responsible for arranging the civilians on the top of the city. As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a sudden sound of golden gongs not far away. Then he saw more than a dozen black-faced Tubo soldiers climbing up the battlement of the city wall. Behind them, more Tubo soldiers were shouting and following the simple siege ladder without fear of death.

A "clang" sound of the sword, accompanied by a long roar that was relieved from the bottom of my heart, Tang Li, who brought up a white shadow, rushed towards the police station Jin Luo.

He has lived in later generations since childhood. Although he has experienced the difficulties of life for a long time after traveling through time, Tang Li never faced the battlefield and died so close. From the moment he heard that Tubo attacked the city, Tang Li, who had been living in the Chengping era, felt fear like others, but what was different from others was his identity, his nature, his strong nature and sensitive self-esteem made him unable to express his fear, and in front of his subordinates and Baozhu, so he could only use pretended calm to conceal this fear of facing death at close range.

But such concealment is really a huge depression and torture for Tang Li, who is extremely stubborn in his bones. Such depression fermented and brewed in his heart, and was eventually transformed into a heroic spirit of "generous death in the country". With shame for himself, his love for the Tang Dynasty from the core, and the impulse and passion of a young and vigorous patriot for the suffering of the country, Tang Li rushed up like this, and his hand holding the sword had already bulged. This long roar in the wind contained all the complexities and depressions accumulated in his heart. At this moment, Tang Li transcended time and space, surpassed later generations. Now, he was no longer the angry young man in later generations, nor the top scholar in this life who was proud of his youth in this life. Like thousands of ordinary people, he was just a patriot who bravely died in the face of national disasters.

A few dozen steps passed by in a blink of an eye. The long sword of the green feather reflected a dazzling light and pierced into a thick chest. When he drew his sword and turned his hand, a hot blood plasma appeared on the chest of the Tubo soldier opposite him, reflected on Tang Li's snow-white monofilament long gown. The beautiful ball of wintersweet flowers was like a wintersweet blooming in the snow field in winter.

"Young Master!" Tang Guang almost cried in his ears. But Tang Li ignored him and watched the black-faced barbarian with hair falling down with his own eyes. He was not as afraid as usual when he killed someone for the first time. Instead, he suddenly felt a sense of pleasure in his heart. Once the blood in his bones was aroused, it was hard to control. Almost only a moment of hesitation, Tang Li, who was stained with blood in white clothes, had already killed another target with a sword.

The city that was broken through in this small section was where the Tang soldiers and Tubo soldiers fought to the death. The Tubo soldiers were not afraid of casualties and wanted to expand the gap and finally use this as a stronghold to capture the entire city. The Tang soldiers vowed to drive them down the city to the death. A large number of soldiers from both sides gathered in the narrow space, shouting and fighting.

Although he was trying hard to move forward, the limitations of the environment still made Tang Guang farther and farther away from Tang Li. Seeing the crazy young master, he was just going forward without hesitation, Tang Guang was really anxious at this time, and the other guards were also red-eyed and desperately trying to get closer to the young master.

"Five people followed me forward to protect the young master, and the others went to the back to shoot arrows to cover!" After all, they had experienced the harsh military training of the Feng family in Lingnan since childhood. After all, one of the four commanders of Shiguards, after a moment of panic, Tang Guang found the best manual allocation method to cope with the current environment.

After more than ten guards withdrew from the battle group, they turned on the high wooden pile behind them and looked down. The young master's figure was clearly looking at it. He turned his sword into the sheath. More than ten hunting bows were opened at the same time, and feather arrows shot at the black-faced barbarians around Tang Li. The hunting bows were weak. If it weren't for the excellent accurate head, it would not have allowed these thick-skinned barbarians to be fatal, but it was enough to restrain the enemy and delay the action.

Block, straight stab, close the sword. Block, straight stab, close the sword again. At this time, Tang Li suddenly forgot everything. His eyes were only staring at the ferocity-looking barbarian opposite, and his hands were constantly repeating the gradually familiar movements.

I don’t know if he is lucky or if God is particularly favoring this time traveler. In short, Tang Li, who had just entered the battle formation with his bloody courage, was still safe after killing four people in a row. At some point, he suddenly felt that the enemies around him became weak. The originally brave barbarian had his hands and feet sore at this time, and some even couldn’t stand steadily and fell down.

Tang Li had no time and had no intention of searching for the source of this abnormal situation. He was in the vortex of the battle formation and only knew how to use this rare opportunity to pierce left and right, and cut enemies covered in arrows under the sword.

Originally, the Tubo people were really good at archery skills, but at this time, as the siege of the city, they were besieged in the city and had no time to shoot archery. In addition, the guards of the Tang Mansion were all high-quality products trained by the Feng family in Lingnan who specialized in business. At this time, the extreme performance was really a perfect shot. For a moment, Tubo people who had just climbed up to the city and came to Tang Li to be either dead or injured.

With such a luxurious lineup of bow hunting teams, Tang Li was able to kill the enemy with all his strength, and he was very skilled in killing the enemy. He was so depressed that he could not control the boiling blood that had risen in this special environment. He waved the long green feather sword in his hand and let out a long roar. This roar full of murderous aura and pleasure rose up. Even if the metal and iron on the top of the city were sermon, the sound of killing could not be concealed.

"Look at General." Such a voice sounded almost at the same time around the city. Li Guangbi, who was dispatching his troops to make up for the leak, followed the reminder of the guards beside him. He saw that at the gap that worried him the most, there was a young man who was not as young as the one in his prime galloping with his sword. The young man's eyebrows were as handsome as a painting, and his black hair was flying, holding a three-foot green green edge in his hand. As each light spread, an enemy would die in response. The long gown was fierce. The young man walked slowly, and every move would splash a bunch of bright blood.

In this world's most harsh battle place, the young man's calm and graceful style was more eye-catching. With his Confucian shirt floating, he seemed not to be in a murderous place for life and death in the instant, but a famous scholar strolling in the deep maple forest in the autumn rain, walking slowly in the blood maple redder than February flowers. His sword is the wonderful pen in the palm of the country that can contain the wind and thunder of the world at one end, and the long roar that contains the passion for death as if it were home is the most moving poem in the world...

The performance of this on the murder field was that even the Tubo who was watching the battle at the city was so moved that he was amazed and moved. As the young minister of the Tubo court and the highest general in charge of the Yak Division, Tuozanlangri, who sat on the horse, could not help but sighed after watching Tang Li for a long time: "The figure of Tang Dynasty, Feng Yi is so gorgeous? It's really amazing!" What's surprising is that this important minister in the Tubo court was actually talking about the authentic Tang Yin.

Since Emperor Gaozu's martial virtues established the throne, the Tang Dynasty gradually became extremely prosperous, and its influence spread to the surrounding areas. In addition to politically making these small countries voluntarily worship the "Tian Khan", culturally also made Tang Yin popular everywhere. As far as Uighurs and Tubo, as far as Silla and Japan, the common people, all the upper class figures were proud of Tang Dynasty costumes and speaking Tang Yin. As a Tuozanlangri, as a Tuobo upper class noble, was naturally no exception.

Under the high city tower, the Tubo soldiers in the formation could not see clearly the archers hunting soldiers located at the back of the city wall. They just saw the young man in the Tang Dynasty who was ashamed to the ground as if he was waving his hand easily. They were shocked for a moment. Especially when they saw many people who had not even approached the young man, they had fallen to the ground inexplicably.

If the soldiers are brave and fearless of death, the Tubo soldiers who are in their prime at this time will definitely make the most demanding generals impeccable. The Tubo people who grew up on the plateau are strong, have strong temperaments and are amazing in combat. The statement that one Tubo soldier is superior to two Tang soldiers and three Uighur soldiers is not just a rumor. However, for the Tubos who have just entered the early stage of slave society from the end of the primitive society, they also have one of the biggest characteristics, that is, like all ancestors, they have the deepest sincerity and awe of all incomprehensible things in the world.

At this time, for these Tubo soldiers under the city, the feeling was exactly this. You must know that those who could climb the city tower were the long-known warriors on the plateau, but none of these warriors could stop them when facing the young man in the Tang Dynasty. No, it was not that their martial arts were not good or their strength was not strong enough. They were almost slaughtered by others. Many warriors had fallen down before they even got close to them. There was absolutely no one in the world who could kill so many Tubo warriors so easily. This person must be strange! The more such scenes were witnessed, and Tang Li's gorgeous and excessive clothing and style for ordinary Tubo people, combined with the combination of the two, the more doubts they had in their hearts, the deeper the horror. And while their morale was low, the fear of the young man in the Tang Dynasty was like a seed buried in their hearts.

"Master, let me go up, I will definitely cut off the head of this Nanman and offer it to the master." The person who spoke was not only the leader of the guard of Tuzanlangri, but also was his slave. Therefore, this plateau man who is famous for barbarians in Caoye was called the Minister of Shao Zhengshi.

Tang Li assassinated with a sword. Under his leadership, the Tang army behind him stepped forward step by step, and finally blocked the gap that was opened by the Tubo people for the first time.

When Tang Li saw the last Tubo man's body kicked to the city by himself, he finally couldn't help but let out a long roar. For a moment, the eyes of tens of thousands of people on the city tower were also focused on this young man in the Tang Dynasty who was floating in Confucian uniform. At this moment, the sun, which had been shaded for a long time, came to catch up with the fun, and pushed apart the dark clouds and shot a thin aperture, which was directly shrouding on Tang Li, who was whistling up to the sky. At this time, the young man's black hair and white clothes reflected the sun's light and emitted a brilliant golden light. No one could stare at the battle formations of both sides.

Faced with this miraculous scene, the Tang army on the top of the city was stunned and then let out a deafening cheer. Then, the originally exhausted soldier responded to Tang Li's long roar. For a moment, the roar of the sky rolled in, and the sound spread to all the fields. The Tubo army under the city was blocked by the confused and shocked eyes. Even the war horses under the crotch could not bear the sudden sound and retreated in unison.

Faced with such a mighty power, Tuozan Langri was also lost for a moment. After waiting, he laughed loudly: "There are archers on the city tower. If you are brave, you are not as good as you, Mang Lumang Zan and your finger!"

"Then I'll bring people here..." As soon as the guard leader Mang Lun Mangzan said this, he was stopped by Tuozan Langri. "It's almost noon, and the men are tired, so brag the horns to stop! Let the warriors eat and drink before fighting!"

After giving these instructions to Mang Lumeng, Tuozan Langri suddenly controlled the horse and shouted, "Turn the command of me, you must not hurt the life of this scholar in the Tang Dynasty after the city is broken. Even if you hurt his hands and feet even if your hands are severe, you will not be able to! There is a slave of the Southern Barbarian who teaches Tang language in my mansion." At this point, Tuozan Langri suddenly turned around and stared at Tang Li on the city tower, then raised three points of the volume to control the horse and said, "It's him!"
Chapter completed!