Chapter 820: Enemies at the gates, legend appears!

The sky became darker and darker. At dusk, a drizzle began to fall. Perhaps it was the last rain of late autumn.

The cold wind blew, adding a bit of coolness.

The autumn rain continued, silently moistening everything.

At dawn, Cheng Yaojin, who had been guarding the city tower all night, slowly opened his eyes. Hearing the sound of horse hooves not far away, he shouted: "Someone is coming!"

"Here!"

"Go and report quickly. The Yan army is approaching the city!"

"Yes!"

Soon, Ning Fan and his party all appeared on the city tower. Looking at the scene outside the city tower, they were also greatly shocked.

The dragon flag fluttered, the general flag moved in the wind, and the soldiers stood in formation, like a black cloud about to destroy the city!

Dian Wei and Cheng Yaojin stood side by side, with a bit of excitement in their eyes, laughing: "Hahaha, I didn't expect that I, Dian, would see such a grand scene again."

"When the princes attacked Dong, it was just like this!"

Cheng Yaojin also laughed foolishly: "When I, Cheng, rebelled against Sui, I did have such a big battle with the rebels, but in terms of military appearance, I can't compare with them."

Chen Qingzhi was standing aside, his face full of solemnity, looking at Ran Min and nodding slightly.

"My Lord!"

"The Yan army has set up camp outside the city."

Ning Fan nodded, his eyes full of brilliance, worthy of being the elite of Dayan, I'm afraid that the nine guards of the capital all have the combat power of four-star troops.

"Among these more than 400,000 troops, most are infantry, and there are only more than 100,000 cavalry."

"Qingzhi, Yongzeng, do you have any ideas?"

Chen Qingzhi pondered for a moment and said softly: "My lord, among our army, only 30,000 Modao soldiers are good at defending the city, and our Baipao army can also be equipped with crossbows."

"Wait for the reinforcements of the Zhendong Army to arrive, or we can fight!"

Ning Fan nodded slightly and said calmly: "For this battle, I am ready for a protracted war."

"Wenyou!"

"Here!"

"Send a message, let Zhang Han lead the prisoners to the north!"

"Yes!"

Li Ru nodded respectfully. Now on the battlefield of Dali, there are Li Jing's 300,000 Guanshan troops, Tang He's Xiandeng Camp and some Dali's own troops, and Bai Qi's Qin Ruishi and the Beiwei Army led by Xue Li, which are enough to encircle Gu Ru's Nanyan Army.

And Zhang Han also has tens of thousands of prisoners under his command. Going north at this time can also share the pressure of Changluo.

When the 100,000 Zhendong troops from Xuanjian Pass arrived at Changluo, it was time for Dayu to counterattack.

"Boom!"

The dull sound of war drums rang out, and a high platform was erected in the Yan army formation, several miles from the city, ten feet high, with dragon flags flying.

On the high platform, there was a emperor covering it with a cloth. Not long after, a figure in a yellow robe could be vaguely seen sitting on the high platform and looking down.

"Long live!"

All the soldiers and generals of Dayan shouted in unison, like thunder, dispelling some gloom after the rain.

Teams of neatly arranged soldiers began to advance together, and the neat footsteps shook the earth and echoed between heaven and earth. A heavy momentum came over them, and a solemn breath filled the air.

"Hahaha, Yong Zeng, Zaixing, how does this army compare to my Dayu Qin Ruishi?"

"Far inferior!"

"What about Wei Wuzu?"

"Not as good either!"

"The Xianzhen Camp can crush it!"

Ran Min gave a very pertinent evaluation. If the Xianzhen Camp had the same number of troops, it would be enough to defeat the Yan Army from the front.

The strength of the Qihuo Army is not in the formation, but the strength of the Qin Ruishi lies in the fierceness of the old Qin people. The Dajishi and Xiandengying are both brave.

Only Wei Wuzu and Xianzhen Camp are proficient in military formations and advance and retreat as one.

In front of the Yan Army, more than ten generals came out together, led by a golden armored general, holding a long spear, with a majestic demeanor and fair complexion, but without any murderous aura.

Even from a distance, he looked like a humble and polite gentleman.

Wearing armor, he added a bit of heroic spirit.

"Shenwu Hou, Luo Tian!"

Ning Fan silently opened the system and began to scan Luo Tian's attribute page.

[Name]: Luo Tian

[Power]: Dayan

[Military Power]: Legend

[Intelligence]: 92

[Command]: 107

[Politics]: 72

[Weapon]: Li Huoqiang

[Mount]: Chiyanju

[Unique Skill]: Li Huoqiang·Da Jiushi

[Special Attributes]: Shenwu (title attribute, the morale of the soldiers under his command increases by 100, and the military value +3) Duzun (the first on the list of famous generals, when fighting generals, suppresses local generals by 20 attributes) Gun Soul (superb spearmanship, and the military power increases by 10 when fighting against the enemy)

After reading Luo Tian's attribute page, Ning Fan immediately looked at Li Ru on the side: "Where is Fengxian?"

"My lord, he is waiting under the city."

"Call him."

"Yes!"

Li Ru immediately sent a sergeant to call Lu Bu to come. Ning Fan's face was deep, and his eyes looking at Luo Tian were full of expectations.

Apart from Lu Bu, this was the second legendary general he had seen.

But so far, he had never seen a legendary duel, and even in the Central Plains for decades, no legend had ever appeared. A few years ago, Luo Tian had made a move, but he was not included in the ranks of legends.

Now, the great era has come, will legends also appear in the world?

…

In front of the Yan army.

Luo Tian sat on the back of the red Yanju with a calm expression, looking at the towering city wall in front of him, and glanced at the generals beside him: "Mingcheng."

"In!"

"Have you found out the situation in Changluo?"

"Reporting to the commander, in Changluo, there are 50,000 white-robed soldiers, 50,000 black-armored soldiers and 30,000 infantrymen of Dayu!"

"A total of 130,000 soldiers and horses!"

"Yes!"

Luo Tian nodded, with a thoughtful look in his eyes: "Where are the generals?"

"The general of the white-robed army is Chen Qingzhi!"

"The general of the black-armored army is unknown!"

"There are also Ran Min, who ranks third on the list of famous generals, and Yang Zaixing!"

"Who killed Yunxi?"

"Ran Min!"

Luo Tian looked up at the tower and landed directly on several figures in front of the tower. After excluding Ning Fan and others, he scanned Yang Zaixing and Ran Min, and finally landed on Ran Min.

The two looked at each other, and Luo Tian's eyes were like an abyss, calm but bottomless.

Ran Min's pupils suddenly shrank, and his face showed a bit of solemnity. A strong sense of oppression came over him, and even his footsteps became a bit heavier.

"Legend!"

A hint of fighting spirit ignited in Ran Min's eyes. Although his strength has touched the threshold of legend, it is still difficult to enter it.

But he knows that there is still a gap between him and legend.

"Who will challenge?"

"General Luo, I am willing to go."

A bearded man holding a long sword rode out of the line and bowed slightly to Luo Tian.

Although Luo Tian is the commander-in-chief of this army, not everyone can call him commander-in-chief. Only Luo Tian's followers can call him commander-in-chief.

"Yes!"

Luo Tian nodded and looked at the two generals next to him: "Qin Guanhu, Cheng Guying, you go up to support Zeng Huai!"

"Yes!"

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