East of Iron Gate Pass was favorable for cavalry attacks, so it was naturally a good place where it was easy for people to die.
Two hundred light cavalry faced eight hundred light cavalry, the two hundred Imperial Army soldiers didn't cower in the slightest.
It was different from a few years ago when the children of influential families from the capital mixed into the imperial family's personal army to earn a living. After Zhang Julu took power, he personally flipped through the Imperial Army's records. As long as they were the descendants of ministers or high ranking officers, they would all be expelled from the Imperial Army in a single day. That day, the military camp was already half empty. Many of the children of generals who relied on their own abilities to enter the army were no exception. This made Zhang Julu extremely unpopular among the capital's officials and generals. When quite a few old generals who had meritorious achievements met, they all began to curse at him. One of the old generals who lived on the same street directly blocked the door, questioning that purple bearded and blue eyed man, questioning why with his grandson's strength, he couldn't be an ordinary soldier of the Imperial Army! Grand Secretary Zhang walked out the door, calmly saying, 'Your grandson indeed has the ability, but your great grandson definitely won't have this ability in the future. This official is only closing this door twenty years in advance.' Back then, the old general who still held an important position didn't understand that scholarly and twisted reasoning. Fortunately, he didn't dare roll up his sleeves and use force against the current Grand Secretary, only deciding to never interact with him again. The two families who originally had a harmonious relationship even had a joyous marriage delayed. Only many years later did the old general retire from the Ministry of War's second highest position, and only then did he take the initiative to apologize.
The black-clothed youth passed by Feng Battalion's officer Yuan Meng and Blue Bird, facing a middle-aged martial artist who rushed out of the cavalry formation. This Imperial Bodyguard didn't use a blade. After his arms were grabbed by Xu Longxiang's hands, the flesh on his originally thick and solid arms immediately dried up, becoming a ghastly bag of bones. After breaking free from his shackles, he seized the initiative with a flip of his hand, wishing to tear apart the hands of the sallow and skinny youth in front of him. Xu Longxiang still allowed him to exert his strength quickly, only kicking out. The middle-aged Imperial Bodyguard, who had been protecting the Imperial Prince Zhao Kai all this time, had originally intended to trade a life for a life by tearing off Xu Longxiang's arms and forcefully blocking the kick through his chest. However, when his arms suddenly expanded to the size of large bowls, the youth still didn't move an inch. The Imperial Bodyguard immediately let go, both hands pressing down on the youth's toes, his entire body borrowing the force to soar into the air, avoiding a fatal blow. The man from Jianghu's hidden sects crossed his legs, as if he was climbing a ladder. He was fast, but Xu Longxiang's hand was even faster. He grabbed one of the man's ankles, pulling his entire body down, and raised his knee to strike. The man, who had immersed himself in secret manuals after entering the palace, used all his strength to elbow him, but he was still hit in the stomach by the youth's knee. His well-built body floated backwards. Fortunately, the cavalry behind him were skilled in horsemanship and were able to quickly circle around him. The man's five fingers were like hooks grabbing the ground, carving out a gully several zhang long on the ground. Only then did he stop retreating, his stomach churning and blood seeping out of the corner of his mouth. The man stood up with a bit of fear in his eyes.
Since scholars could sell their talents to the royal family, many of the top boorish men were willing to sell their martial arts to the court. Unlike the Xu family in Beiliang, who had no official position or power, as long as one had the ability, they could take a position in the royal palace in the capital. Because of his outstanding martial arts, this golden-sabre Imperial Bodyguard, who had been bestowed with a yellow sabre by the Emperor, was a well-known figure. Once, when he returned home to visit his family, his sect had been suppressed by the governor and the general. When he returned, the world had been turned upside down. The snobbish governor had asked an old scholar to write a plaque and personally sent someone to hang it in the sect. Originally, he had been restricted by the rules of the palace and had not planned on arguing with the governor. After that, he brought a disciple of his sect's martial uncle to the capital and luckily became the second golden-sabre Imperial Bodyguard.
The middle-aged golden-sabre Imperial Bodyguard slowly exhaled and surrounded the black-clothed youth with many of his colleagues. The man thought to himself that even if he died here today, he would not let down the sect.
Xu Longxiang strode forward in a straight line, his eyes fixed on the woman in the white cassock.
Blue Bird was the first to break the formation. The spear in her hand deflected a spear from the enemy's face. With a light shake of her wrist, she used the Delaying Formula and the Curved Spear Technique to pierce through the back of the valiant rider who had thought that it would be over in one round. The Curved Spear returned. Blue Bird's spear swept across in an instant and the body of the Imperial Bodyguard was cut into two. She didn't continue to fight. After killing one of the cavalry generals, she didn't use it again. Even if the Imperial Cavalry stopped her for a moment, she only rushed towards the carriage.
When the first wave of riders' spears brushed past, more than thirty corpses rolled on the ground.
It was like two blades cutting into each other's flesh.
The two wounds continued to tear and expand rapidly.
Yuan Meng's spear flipped over an enemy rider. The body of the Imperial Bodyguard who had a bloody hole in his armor was thrown into the air.
The rider who still had the strength to fight turned his body in the air. He wanted to land on the ground and stabilize himself before pulling out his sword to fight again.
Unfortunately, before he could land on the ground, his head was chopped off by a white horse rider.
Yuan Meng laughed loudly. "Ruthless Hong, this head is yours. When we get back, don't be so stingy. I'll treat you, Field Officer Yuan, to a good meal! "
The expressionless Hong Shuwen muttered softly, "Let me be a Deputy Field Officer and I'll treat you to wine."
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