The city was about to be destroyed, and the plants and trees in the Sanggan River area shrouded under the dark clouds were withering, and a tense atmosphere was filled with the cold air.

The Sanggan River Ferry was crowded with people who wanted to cross the river. As the dynasty army approached quickly, the people retreating to the north became even more panicked, and their carriages and bags blocked the entire road.

The ferry was filled with people, and the ground had been trampled into mud by thousands of feet. The black mud exuded a smell of rottenness. The ferry was chaotic, noisy, crowded, and yelled that everyone wanted to cross the river.

The Nanchuan army, who was preparing to cross the river, was blocked on the north bank and could not move. The soldiers in charge of maintaining order all shouted hoarsely, but the chaotic order did not improve at all. The ferry after the winter rain was cold and wet, and there were misty sewage puddles everywhere. Linchuan, who was standing on the high ground, was anxious to see a chaotic ferry.

"Who is responsible for maintaining order here?" Lin Chuan shouted with a loud voice, and the voice spread from afar.

Soon a sweaty officer squeezed out of the crowded crowd and rushed over: "General, I am responsible for maintaining order here."

This is a thousand-year-old man wearing the Iron Eagle Badge. At this moment, his voice was hoarse, haggard, and his face was full of sweat. His face was full of anxiety.

"Where is your person?" Lin Chuan asked.

The Iron Eagle Thousand People Chang replied helplessly: "General, there are too many people, they are all dispersed-"

"General, this will not work. The dynasty army will arrive in a flash. Our army is still on the north shore." Chief of staff Xue Wen said worriedly, pointing to the troops who could not move on the north shore.

Lin Chuan was not in a hurry. The troops responsible for delaying the Dynasty army have sent urgent reports. The dynasty army, which was originally slow to act, did not know what medicine they took, but their speed suddenly accelerated, and it was less than twenty miles away from the Sanggan River.

"Li Qiye--" Lin Chuan turned around and shouted loudly.

Li Qiye, who was promoted to the commander of a thousand people in the Guards, rushed over: "General, what are you asking for?"

Lin Chuan pointed to the chaotic ferry crossing and said, "Take your people to open a road for me and let the troops on the north bank cross the river first."

"No!" Li Qiye hurried away.

Soon, the soldiers of the Guards Battalion from the brigade drove to the ferry and began to assist the soldiers at the ferry to clear the crowd.

"Let the army cross the river first, let the army cross the river first!" Hundreds of soldiers from the Guards battalions shouted, their voices covering the originally noisy and chaotic ferry.

"Yes, let the soldiers of the Nanchuan Army cross the river, let us get out of the way--" The knowledgeable people among the people also began to shout.

As a large number of soldiers joined in maintaining order, the situation at the entire ferry improved, and the carriage that blocked the way was pushed into the Sanggan River, and the road was finally cleared.

"Brothers, line up across the river and run—" Feng Qingyang, the leader of the flag regiment who had been waiting on the north bank for a long time, hurriedly directed the soldiers to line up through the pontoon bridge.

Seeing that the chaos at the ferry had improved, Lin Chuan glared at the high mail tower and looked into the south. A large number of Nanchuan troops responsible for blocking were quickly retreating. Behind them, a red line was approaching quickly, which was the vanguard of the Dynasty army.

Although Lin Chuan and Xue Wen tried their best to disintegrate the troops of the dynasty, in the face of powerful strength, all conspiracies were shattered by powerful strength. Although the dynasty army was still full of internal contradictions, as their commander Lan Yu personally arrived at the front line, their internal contradictions were quickly suppressed and turned their guns to point at the Nanchuan Army.

On the south bank of the Sanggan River, after tens of thousands of soldiers working day and night for two weeks, a city wall that was three miles long and ten meters wide was quickly established in front of the Sanggan River ferry, becoming a barrier to block the dynasty army.

"Quick—Quick—" The soldiers of the Nanchuan Army who retreated from the front line were broken in their armor and were quickly passing through the city gate. After these bloody soldiers ran across the city wall, they could no longer help but lie down the road along the road. They were too tired.

Lin Chuan had already stepped onto the city wall, and the vanguard cavalry of the Dynasty army was approaching quickly. A red line was constantly getting thicker and bigger in the field of view, and finally filled the entire field of view. The iron hooves rumbled and the soil flew. The dynasty cavalry was majestic and full of murderous aura.

"Arrow!" Lin Chuan turned his head and shouted.

The battalion commander of the Guards Banner, Thunderstorm, took a pair of first-rate longbows from the hands of the soldiers beside him, raised his head to 45 degrees, and with the trembling sound of the bowstring, the black arrows were already flying out.

Thunderstorm's archery is not good, but his strength is strong enough. The arrows warned now do not require much accuracy, so it only requires enough deterrence.

Black arrows roared from the sky and sank into the soil, and the white arrow feathers trembled slightly.

"Herod's Rule--" The galloping cavalry looked horrified when they saw the arrows that were three points into the soil. They hurriedly grabbed the galloping war horse. The war horseman stood up and neighed. The wild and difficult-to-trained war horse kicked the front hooves in the air for a few times before they could barely stabilize their bodies.

Hundreds of vanguard cavalry of the dynasty stopped outside the ground with an arrow and saw the high wall standing outside the ferry. They even thought they had read it wrong, and they looked astonished in each other's eyes.

After seeing the Nanchuan army they were chasing fleeing into the high wall, the high wall was filled with dense archers. These cavalrymen of the dynasty were unwilling to accept it and shouted loudly outside the land of one arrow, but they did not dare to enter the land of one arrow.

"Coward! I have the habit of coming out to fight!"

"Don't be a turtle with a head--"

"The rebels are really cowards, not men-"

The cavalry of the dynasty sweared loudly, and the soldiers of the Nanchuan army in the city wall clenched their fists one by one, out of reach. If Lin Chuan hadn't spoken here, they would have rushed out to fight with them long ago.

The cavalry of these dynasties became more and more happy. They obviously did not dare to approach the city wall, but instead scolded the guards of Nanchuan Army. Lin Chuan smiled and ordered Murong Ke: "This group of flies is really annoying. Take someone to kill them for me-"

The cavalry general Murong Ke had already been angry and sent to the sky to hear Lin Chuan's words, a trace of fierceness flashed across his face, and he turned around and fell down the city wall.

"Jia——" The gate of the city wall creaked open, and Murong Ke led a black-clothed cavalry holding a scimitar to rush up against the dynasty cavalry who were shouting and yelling.

"Prepare for battle-" Seeing that someone in the city couldn't help but rush out, the thousand cavalrymen in the Dynasty showed excitement on their faces, and pulled out the sabers from their waists. With the sound of a clanging collision, the sabers formed a belt of high and low light that reflected their excited faces.

"Puff puff puff--"

“Ahhh—”

Two cavalrymen, one black and one red, collided with their horses, and their bodies intertwined, screaming one after another. The dynasty cavalry, who had just shown their power, were swept away.

"Kill--" Murong Ke cut off the heads of two enemy soldiers, blood splattered his face. He turned his horse's head, his face was ferocious, and a cold word "kill" spit out from the corner of his mouth, and turned around and killed the dynasty cavalry again.

The cavalry of the dynasty lost half of the people in one hedge. Seeing Murong Ke and the others coming again, the leader of the team saw that the situation was not good, and immediately slapped his horse and fled and ran towards the way he came.

The other dynasties did not expect that these scimitar cavalry were so sharp that they would never dare to evacuate in a hurry.
Chapter completed!