The Prince of Song Dynasty through the special forces

These warriors wore animal skin clothes, held longbows, and wore scimitars on their waists.And each of them carried three to four boxes of arrows, and they stood quietly behind the line of defense, motionless.

But in fact, in the previous short-term contact, they caused great losses to the Jianghu swordsmen as soon as they met.And if King Xin Zhao Zhen was here, he would be able to tell that these golden troops were elite columns composed of Mongols. These Mongolian troops were all warriors selected from the Mongolian tribes who had surrendered to the Great Jin Empire.They are the assault column in the Golden Army, and a famous team in the Wushu army.

But in fact, where they were, Wu Shu or the senior generals around him should appear somewhere.

It's like standing quietly in front of the knight of the King of the King Army Special Forces at this moment, dragging a huge scimitar on the ground and wearing a long black cloak, the Golden Army knight.Among the four great generals of the Golden Army, each is the most powerful warrior knight.But the most taboo and mysterious thing is Cui Meng.

He raised his head, on the metal mask, the expression of the crying face with fangs formed a strange expression, but those eyes with black pupils fell on No. 235.Special Forces Crossing: Prince Song [-]

"Who are you?" No. [-] frowned slightly. Before he fought against the opponent, he felt the strength of the opponent from his numb hand.

"The warrior general of the Xinwang Army Special Forces." Tiger Knight Cui Meng was slightly taken aback, and his magnetic voice let out a sigh: "Are you with that person, you are really well protected.

Just as the fighters of the two sides confronted each other again, Cui Meng raised his head.

A flash of fire in the south was reflected in his eyes, and it was the sound of arrows rising into the sky.

The brilliance of a beam of gunpowder blasted through layers of darkness and rose into the sky.

The light illuminates the vast land, and the edge of the light changes on the quaint blue bricks of Shimen City, outlining the outline of the south gate of Shimen City.

The indifferent face of Hua Zhonglong, the commander-in-chief of the gangs on Jinghu North Road, was also constantly changing under the outline of this light. The tall man pressed his hands on the hilt of the sword carved with the head of an evil spirit, motionless. Standing quietly in the night, looking straight ahead with heavy eyes.The forest on the horizon seems to constitute a looming black scroll in the darkness.Rows of rustling footsteps gradually came from the darkness, rustling, from far to near.

But that was an army marching in unison.

The female village owner with long hair actually did not guess wrong. Hua Zhonglong used to be a small cavalry school of the Northwest Army. He fought against the Jin army in the north. Therefore, when he closed his eyes, he could almost see from the depths of his soul. Determine the source of the rustling sound.

The number of troops in the Kingdom of Jin is actually not very large, and with the addition of hundreds of congregations still nearby, Commander Mo's subordinates, who got the news and came back to support, are only over a thousand.But for Shimen Small Town and the gangs defending the city, the enemy is like an ocean, boundless and endless.The footsteps of rows of golden soldiers advancing row by row fell on his heartstrings.

Dots of torches appeared in the darkness, and more and more, like will-o'-the-wisps erratic behind the mist.The Jianghu swordsman and his disciples took up the weapons at hand, and stood up from the city wall with solemn faces, a temporary fortification built on the low city wall.And there are more and more people defending, crowded and no one speaks.The sound seemed to be swallowed by the approaching, drum-like pace, and everyone held their breath watching this scene: the golden army appeared little by little from the darkness.

Some people came to Hua Zhonglong's side. They were members of the high-level gangs of various gangs on Jingbei Road, and even several elders and leaders of the gangs on Jingbei Road.In the past battles, they have always acted as the brains of their respective gangs.But whether this battle is worth fighting or not, they have been hesitating. The key question is whether they are willing to offend the young prince because of it. 』The golden army that flooded the land like water, all felt a breath of air-conditioning.

Although Jin Bing and Mo Commander's soldiers add up to more than a thousand soldiers, they have nearly 2000 people.However, their combat effectiveness is probably far worse than that of Jin Bing.That is to say, relying on a lot of courage and the advantages of the defensive facilities of the city wall, they barely resisted the fear of death and war, and prepared to fight.

That is the army of the Kingdom of Jin, the golden army that spans the world, represents an irresistible momentum, as if it is a powerful and barbaric atmosphere that everyone will eventually face.

"Boss? Do you want to fight?" Under the hood, a gang leader showed half of his pale face and asked in a low voice.Hua Zhonglong didn't say a word.

"Brother, there are thousands of them." He reminded in a low voice: "We add other people, and there are only a little over 2000 people, not to mention many people outside the gang, there is no way to trust them. A one-sentence promise to fight to the death with these terrifying golden men here? Even if it means killing all the brothers?"

"Where can I escape?" The tall chief executive turned his head, glanced at him lightly, and said, "I know better than you the habits of the Jin people in fighting. This city is now surrounded on all sides. I learned a lesson in the battle, that is, never try to escape in front of the Jin army, if we continue to fight, we still have hope of victory, and the death of escape is far more than you can imagine.

He raised his head, looked ahead and said, "However, in terms of numbers, we have a large number of people, and we rely on the city wall for defense. As long as we persist until dawn, they will naturally retreat."

"Big brother?" Hua Zhonglong raised a hand, interrupting the words of the subordinate gang leader.He said: "Our only hope now is that young lord. His existence is enough to lead us out of the encirclement. Go and release the signal arrow and tell that lord that for an hour, all the gangs on Jinghu North Road will not retreat until they die— —!” Special Forces Crossing: Prince Song 235

The tall boss waved his hand and said, "Go and raise the flag of the gang alliance. Even if our people are all dead, I will see him survive under the morning light!"

"Hmph! Since that young adult asked me to persist until the dawn, let him see our strength." Hua Zhonglong replied, knowing the intention of Xinwang Zhao Zhen in his heart, if he can do it, then Xin Wangjun will have his place.

The gang leaders and elders of each gang were startled and looked at each other in blank dismay.

No. [-] stopped, frowning, he turned the horse's head with a spear in his hand, tensed every nerve in his body, and watched vigilantly at the man in black armor standing in front of the defense line built by the Golden Army. The general of the Golden Army exuding a cold aura.

The general of the black-armored knight raised his head, half crying and half fangs on the cold metal mask, making it hard to see the expression of joy and anger.But the pair of shining eyes under the mask made No. [-] vaguely feel a little strange.The black-armored general of the Golden Army held a scimitar and remained motionless.The No. [-] captain of the Xinwangjun Special Forces blinked his eyes hurriedly, for fear of being charmed by the other party.The masked man, one of the four great knights of the Golden Army, smiled softly and said, "As I said, you are not my opponent." The black knight's voice was full of metallic echoes.

"Nonsense!" No. [-] looked around, the general of the Jin army in front of him was far stronger than he imagined, but when he stopped, the offensive of the Jianghu swordsman and the disciples of the gang also stagnated.The warrior captain was unsure whether to turn around and ask Chitose for help. The battle between King Xin Zhao Zhen and Jin Danzi formed a thick layer of smoke and dust on the street. Wang Zhaozhen was distracted.After all, his own life and death are small, and the safety of Xinwang Qiansui is very important.

However, under the stalemate, Commander Mo's subordinates were also unable to enter Commander Mo's mansion for defense during the confrontation.In this case, it is better to delay time, he bit his lower lip and said, "It's up to you."

Cui Meng smiled slightly, and said quietly: "Your strength is not my opponent at all."

Soldier No. [-] of the Xinwang Army Special Forces Team couldn't help but smiled slightly, and said: "Then see the real chapter under your hand, is it meaningful to just talk big, just talk without practicing?"

"It doesn't make sense." Cui Meng shook his head: "However, in the army of the Kingdom of Jin, there is such a legend about the powerful generals of King Xin's army, that is, King Xin is extremely powerful, the god of war is reincarnated, Gao Pang is the best martial arts star, four Brave and fierce, eight sledgehammers, five spears and ten generals are strong, 28 leads and dominates the Quartet."

"So what?" said No. [-] soldier of the Xinwang Army Special Forces.

"It's nothing, I just didn't hear your name." Cui Meng said indifferently: "You know, there are countless strong generals in the Xinwang army, but you are not there. It shows that your strength is not outstanding in the Xinwang army. .”

The captain of the Xinwang Army Special Forces No. [-] shook his head and said: "But you probably forgot that those are the generals who command the army. If they come, many people have the strength to fight with you. For example, Gao Pang, Meng Beast, Zhang Xian, For Di Lei and others, I'm afraid you may not be so relaxed. You can't deny this, right? So, you can only be qualified to fight them if you defeat me."

"That's true." Cui Meng picked up the scimitar, put it on his shoulder and nodded to himself.

"Stop talking nonsense, who are you?" The other party didn't seem to care about his delay, and No. [-] subconsciously felt restless.He has decided to attack again, if he is still helpless, he can only ask Xin Wang Qiantui for support.

There was a chuckle from under the metal mask, and Cui Meng said: "I remember I said that my name is Cui Meng. Cui Meng is my Han Chinese name, and I am the general of Wushu, so is Cui Meng."

General Jin Jun put one hand on his chest and bowed slightly. "It's the vanguard of looting, right?" No. [-] said coldly, and he quickly raised his spear.

But he didn't expect the other party to move faster than him. He was just about to make a move, but Cui Meng, who lowered his head, seemed to see it with his own eyes. Number.

No. [-] was taken aback, gritted his teeth and retreated, but was still hit by the end of the huge scimitar. The black light collided with the shield he raised and burst out a dazzling light, and the air flow swept around.The nearby Jianghu swordsmen and gang disciples retreated one after another, No. [-] let out a muffled grunt, and also suffered serious shock injuries.

"Very strong, as expected of the captain of the Xinwang Army Special Forces—"

Cui Meng looked at No. [-] and said so, and at the same time he raised his hand backwards.After receiving the order, all the Mongolian archers immediately took a step forward. They took off the arrows behind them, drew their bows and led the arrows, and entered the attacking posture.At the same time, the Jianghu swordsman and the disciples of the gang were still reeling from the previous attack, and they had no time to care about them.

No. 235, holding back his injuries, raised his head to see this scene, a trace of panic flashed in his black eyes, he gritted his teeth and shouted: "Don't—"

But the general of the Jin army has put down his hands coldly.Suddenly there was a light sound, and the sound of air vibration echoed in the ears for a long time.

A row of arrows flew out of nowhere.The panic in the eyes of Xin Wangjun's special forces captain No. [-] turned into determination in an instant. The special forces captain pressed the shield in his hand in front of him and shouted: "Everyone get down--! Special forces, end! Shield array."

His voice was like a burst of thunder, penetrating the entire battlefield in an instant.At the same time, everyone saw that a dozen or so cavalrymen of the King's Army Special Forces around the knight lifted up their shields one by one in an instant, and the arrow rain from the sky fell on these shields. Dazzling sparks and spots exploded, but almost every arrow was stopped and fell to the ground in an instant.

The Jianghu swordsman and gang disciples raised their heads, their faces were illuminated by the flickering light, but no matter what, they understood that they were saved.

Cui Meng watched this scene quietly, his black eyes flickered, and said: "The soldiers of the Xinwang Army Special Forces are really difficult to deal with."

He smiled and flattened the scimitar in his hand.No. [-] saw the general of the Golden Army in black, looking at him quietly.And he stretched out his hand, holding the huge black scimitar tightly in the metal glove full of thorns, and gently put it flat.Only then did he realize that the other party was about to launch an attack.

Cui Meng disappeared from his sight the next moment.No. [-], the captain of the Xinwang Army Special Forces, subconsciously turned his spear back, but it was a bit late.

He raised his head, and the shield he raised seemed to be darkened. It was a cold scimitar that blocked the light, and then a black awn shot out from top to bottom. With a "click", the silver shield shattered into pieces, like shrunken leaves falling one after another, and the rose-colored blood bloomed into a dazzling scarlet flower.Number one looked at the wound on his shoulder in disbelief, his face pale.

Cui Meng stretched out his hand from under the black cloak and grabbed his arm, and pushed forward with one arm, the captain of the Xinwang Army Special Forces No. [-], who had lost his strength, was dropped like a kite with a broken string It fell to the ground with a thud.A cloud of dust was raised.

And the black-clad and black-armored knight landed at the same time, without a trace of emotion under his cold metal mask, he calmly swung his scimitar forward.The moon-shaped blade cut out a perfect semicircle, and the wind pressure swept away like knives, knocking the knight swordsmen who came back to their senses temporarily and wanted to come up to protect the special forces of the King of Letters.

The Jianghu swordsmen and gang disciples screamed and retreated, like a machete sweeping straw, falling backward one by one.When Cui Meng landed, with his body as the center, a vacuum semicircle was formed within a radius of ten meters.A soldier of the Xinwang Army Special Forces stopped in front of No. [-], but General Jin Jun knocked him down with his mobile phone. He looked down at No. [-] lying on the ground.On the other hand, No. [-] was lying quietly in a pool of blood, his black eyes were a little loose.

Number One occasionally coughed up blood foam weakly, and the bright red blood fell to the ground along his lips and slender neck, forming eye-catching red spots.

No. [-] could hardly feel his own body, only felt the pain spread along the nerves, a kind of exhaustion gradually grasped his mind, and his consciousness seemed to be gradually drifting away.

In the field of vision that was gradually darkening, No. [-] saw that the mask of ice thunder was zooming in.Cui Meng knelt down beside him, grabbed his throat with one hand and pulled him up.

"No. [-], you are still far behind those famous generals in your Xinwang Army, and you haven't made any progress." Cui Meng said.

The soldier captain of the Xinwang Army Special Forces was shocked and coughed up a mouthful of blood. "Ahem, you—" He struggled to squeeze out the words, but he saw Cui Meng close one eye, and the other eye was burning with flames, looking at him motionless.

The general of the Golden Army holding a scimitar shook his head.Number one also shook his head feebly, as if trying to break free from the opponent's grip.He felt his consciousness gradually fade away, but there was a cold touch on his neck—the thorny metal glove was dragging the girl's throat, which made him feel very uncomfortable.He knew that he couldn't hold on any longer, but he had to remind his faith king Qiansui immediately.

Cui Meng looked at him motionlessly, and there seemed to be a kind of pity in his golden eyes.The soldiers of the Xinwang Army Special Forces were startled, and immediately sensed what tricks the other party was about to use.

Cui Meng said: "You...cough cough..." No. [-] coughed in pain. Cui Meng's voice stopped abruptly, suddenly or too much.

He raised his hand in a certain direction to block it, and a fiery red figure appeared like a flame bursting from the ground, mixed with galloping lightning. There was a loud "bang", and long arcs of electricity were drawn in the darkness.Cui Meng let out a muffled snort, but Ma Yueying had already exchanged shots with his left hand once, and then retreated quickly.

"There is also a master-level existence." The Golden Army Knight stared at Ma Yueying who was standing still in the distance, and said, "That letter king Zhao Zhen has a lot of capable men."

"Let him go—!" Ma Yueying looked at the number one in his hand and gritted her teeth.

Cui Hu snorted coldly, threw away No. [-], and slashed backhand as if Ma Yueying had swung it over.The girl in red was slightly taken aback, because he felt that the other party had suddenly escaped from his unemployment, unable to catch him, and the cold scimitar had already touched his neck.The approaching icy breath brought a tingling pain, and Ma Yueying felt a chill in her heart.When he rushed over from afar, he happened to see the scene where Cui Hu was fighting No. [-]. He thought it was the real strength of the opponent, but he didn't expect that compared to this moment, he was holding back.

The strength of this Golden Army general was beyond his imagination, and his perception was keen.According to the suspected letter king Zhao Zhen, this enemy has at least the peak strength of a grand master.In fact, only the peak of the great master can defeat Ma Yueying, so Ma Yueying doesn't know that she has missed the best opportunity to estimate the opponent's strength.

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Ma Yueying wanted to defeat the enemy, but these ideas were of no avail. Ma Yueying could only grit her teeth at the last moment and use her greatest strength to stagger her body and leap diagonally, avoiding the vital point, and let the sharp blade of the machete hit her back The armor, the blade and the body, rubbed against the steel armor behind the breastplate with a "clang clang" and sparks were generated, and the huge force made Ma Yueying groan and be swept away.Although the blow was far heavier than No. [-]'s, with the protection of the armor, the girl in red quickly covered her shoulders and got up.

The tough and natural protective ability of Xinwang Army's standard breastplate can withstand heavy blows even for naturally weak female warriors.What's more, Ma Yueying, who has been transformed by the miraculous medicine of Mingjiao's "Yao" King, is not a weak woman.

"Huh?" Cui Meng was taken aback for a moment, he thought that Ma Yueying should have been stunned by his [-]% strength attack, but he didn't expect that Ma Yueying got up like a normal person after being stabbed.

However, Cui Meng, one of the most powerful generals in the Golden Army, if he knew that the young girl in front of him was hit by the Mongolian leader with the strength of the great master who had beaten chicken blood, he would only lie down for two days. If he was alive and kicking again, the scimitar just now would probably be shot with all his strength.

As soon as the two played against each other, they left the open space at the front of the offensive formation where No. [-] was located. This was undoubtedly the best opportunity to attack.But the Jianghu swordsmen and gang disciples became timid after suffering the previous loss, and now they no longer dare to step forward.

Seeing those people in the rivers and lakes stand still, Ma Yueying gritted her teeth and looked at these guys, her black eyes seemed to be burning with flames.