Under the night, the surprise of the Yan army soldiers formed a sharp contrast with the invitation of the Zhao army soldiers.

But this emotional differentiation lasted for a short time. The Yan cavalry who came to his senses immediately gathered together and wanted to eat the Zhao army who had left the camp in one go.

Of course, Le Cheng would not give the Yan people this opportunity.

"Where is the crossbowman? Shoot these Yan thieves at this general!"

Just behind Le Cheng, hundreds of Zhao army crossbowmen raised their powerful arches and crossbows in their hands and aimed at Yan army.

After the brief aim was completed, amid the roars of the generals, arrows shot out.

"Swoosh swish swish!"

The arrows passed through the dark air and quickly penetrated the bodies of the Yan army knights.

The screams of people and the neigh of horses sounded in the darkness.

Le Cheng smiled grimly and waved his knife forward.

"Two and three sons, charge with this general!"

Amid the shouts, the Zhao army quickly approached the Yan army.

This sudden situation obviously caught the commanders of the Yan army off guard.

The Zhao army's attack was too firm and rapid, so fast that the Yan army's reaction speed could not keep up.

The Yan cavalry were also embarrassed by the constant killing of the Zhao army's bows and arrows, and kept pulling back.

Three thousand Yan soldiers shouted and neighed, and the scene was quite chaotic for a while.

The commanders of the Yan army finally came to their senses and shouted loudly.

"Don't retreat, charge, charge forward!"

Outside the camp is an open space, and further out there is a street that is quite narrow for the cavalry.

If forced back to the street, the three thousand Yan troops will become more and more difficult to operate, and they must defeat the Zhao army in the open space outside this camp.

Under the command of the commanders, the Yan army knights finally began to counterattack.

They took out the bows and arrows behind them and shot at the Zhao army that was approaching quickly.

"Swoosh swish swish!" Two waves of arrows intersected in the air and rushed towards their respective targets.

The Zhao army soldiers who rushed to the front were shot down in an instant.

"Bastard!" Le Cheng lay on the horse's back, feeling the cool breeze flying by arrows and the screams of the soldiers behind him, and his heart was filled with anger.

When the Yan army entered the city, Le Cheng had already neglected his duties.

If he cannot win this time, Le Cheng will have no place to stay in Zhao State.

Thinking of this, Le Cheng's eyes suddenly turned red.

He didn't want to stay in the extreme north where the snowy land of Yan State is like, where birds do not shit, for many years!

When the rain of arrows passed, Le Cheng stood up again.

At this time, the distance between him and the Yan cavalry in front of him was only a few feet away, only two or three seconds away.

Le Cheng waved the big knife in his hand and chopped down hard at a Yan State officer in the front.

"Sheng thief, come here!"

The sword light flashed through the night sky.

General Yan's eyes suddenly widened, and one arm fell to the ground with a long sword, and then half of his head fell to the ground.

Blood was sprayed freely in the darkness, and the smell of blood in the air began to become rich.

"kill!"

Many Zhao soldiers then came to kill each other, and the two sides fought fiercely on this not-too-open open space.

The casualties increased at an extremely astonishing rate, and almost every second someone fell to the ground and died.

Blood flowed out of the wound, and snowflakes fell down one after another, melted by the warm blood, and gradually disappeared.

More snowflakes fell from the sky, slowly burying the fallen corpses and blood, and then constantly interrupting the process by fighting.

Le Cheng couldn't remember how long he had been fighting. Almost every pore on his body was steaming outside, forming an extremely subtle water mist around him.

Suddenly, Le Cheng raised his head suddenly and his eyes fixed on a general of Yan State who was standing on a horse and armed with a gun not far away.

Without any words, Le Cheng immediately understood the other party's identity.

That must be the supreme commander of this Yan army.

Le Cheng smiled grimly and swung his sword and shook the blood.

"What, are you willing to come and die?"

The other party slowly raised his spear.

"General Le Cheng, you are the uncle of the King Chang. I am the minister of the King Chang. Logically speaking, I should not be against you."

"But now you and I are all in their own country, so we can only ask the general to die here today."

Le Cheng couldn't help laughing loudly.

"Speak that nonsense and machete me!"

The war horses of both sides intersected instantly, and sword lights and gun shadows flashed through the air at the same time.

Le Cheng grabbed the war horse and glanced at his shoulder.

His leather armor had been pierced by the tip of the gun, and bursts of stinging pain kept coming, but fortunately his wound was still shallow.

The other party was also not having a good time, and Le Cheng stroked his left forearm.

Le Cheng turned around and launched a charge again without hesitation.

However, a hesitant expression appeared on the face of General Yan State, and he suddenly retreated into the many personal guards and left a sentence.

"Hang him and kill him!"

Seeing this, Le Cheng laughed louder and louder.

"I want to run away with one move? Let me die!"

Will be the military courage.

The retreat of the Yan State General and Le Cheng's courage formed a sharp contrast on this battlefield.

More people and horses fell on this battlefield.

The Yan army cavalry began to be compressed and then gradually retreated.

Le Cheng shouted and fought fiercely, leading the cavalry of his personal guards to rush left and right in the Yan army formation, constantly tearing the holes.

The General of Yan State finally couldn't help but roared:

"Hurry, send someone to ask Chang Guojun for help immediately!"

At this moment, the Yan General, who was already full of confidence, had a very bad premonition in his heart.

If we continue to fight like this, this battle will definitely be defeated!

Changguojun just arrived at the old house of Leshi.

Nearly a thousand Yan cavalry gathered here and surrounded them at all exits of the house.

The sound of horse hooves kept coming from the streets, which were the other cavalry of the Yan army who were constantly following orders in the city.

The old house's defense obviously became more vigilant. A row of neat heads stretched out on the courtyard wall, watching Yan Jun's every move.

Musical speaker:

"I am a happy family. Now it is the uncle and elder in charge. Please come out and speak!"

After shouting several times in a row, an old voice rang out.

"Did the King of Chang lead his troops to besiege the Le family late at night, and did he want to break the roots of the Le family in Zhao?"

Lejian Dao:

"It turns out that it is my second uncle. Please don't misunderstand it. My nephew's arrival this time is just a matter of loyalty to the emperor."

The second uncle of the Los Angeles:

"Since that's the case, why didn't the King of Chang perform your mission, but led so many soldiers and horses to siege Le?"

Le Cheng bowed to Le Erbang on the courtyard wall and said sincerely:

"The whereabouts of the county magistrate Li Jian in the musical schools are needed. I wonder if the second uncle is in the mansion?"

When the sound of music fell, there was a sudden silence.

After a while, a cheerful voice sounded.

"Jun Chang, your sneak attack this time is still quite good."
Chapter completed!