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The monsters riding on these flying beasts were covered in black scales.
With a long neck and slender body, it resembles a lizard, and its flapping wings are not feathers but membranous wings.
Furthermore, the knights who ride flying beasts are not soldiers wearing armor.
Instead, it was a group of people dressed in strange clothes, even animal skins.
On the back of the leading flying beast sat a man from the Central Plains dressed in black.
The high ponytail and exaggerated waving gestures made Xu Erlang recognize the person's identity in an instant.
"Big brother...it's big brother!"
"Erlang!" Xu Qi'an's voice also came from the air.
Xu Xinnian immediately turned to the bewildered guards, "Don't be nervous, everyone. That's my elder brother, Xu Qi'an, the night watchman!"
Upon hearing this news, the garrison soldiers' expressions instantly brightened with excitement.
"The night watchman!"
"They're our reinforcements!"
"We also have flying beast reinforcements!"
"Judging from their downward gaze, it was the night watchman Xu Yinluo who brought reinforcements from the Gu clan!"
"Yes, the service provided by the people of southern Xinjiang..."
……
Behind Xu Qi'an, the knights wore blue and green clothing mixed with animal skins.
Whether it was recorded in books or seen with his own eyes (referring to Lina), Xu Erlang was certain that the people who came were from the southern border region.
"Huhu."
The gale whipped up by the membrane wings blew away gravel and sand, and the black-scaled behemoth landed on the horse trail, slowly retracting its membrane wings.
Xu Qi'an and Miao Youfang jumped off the giant beast's back, along with a young Gu clan member.
Xu Xinnian rushed forward, looking at Xu Qi'an with tears in his eyes, "Big brother, you, you..."
Seeing Xu Erlang, who was as beautiful as a woman, in such a disheveled state, Xu Qi'an said with heartache, "Master has allied with the Gu Clan, and the reinforcements from the seven Gu Clan tribes will arrive soon!"
"Great! Great!" Xu Xinnian's voice trembled with excitement. Qingzhou could finally be defended.
If Qingzhou can withstand Yunzhou's first wave of counterattack, then Xu Pingfeng's rebellion will be a joke.
After accumulating strength for twenty years, they still couldn't conquer even a single state.
Xu Qi'an pointed to the young Gu clan member beside him, "This is Tamo, the commander of the Flying Beast Army of the Heart Gu Clan."
Miao Youfang patted Xu Xinnian on the shoulder and said, "I never expected that a weak scholar could fight such a tough battle!"
"Now that we have reinforcements from the southern border, the Great Feng will surely win!"
Miao Youfang shouted loudly, and the soldiers guarding the distance heard it and instantly erupted in cheers.
"Brothers, our reinforcements have arrived!"
"His Majesty the Heavenly King has summoned reinforcements!"
"We also have a flying beast army now."
……
The sound echoed and reverberated.
The excitement exploded in the hearts of the defenders and militiamen, and then a cacophony of voices rose up.
Someone murmured, tears streaming down their face, "There's hope."
Some people's faces turned red with excitement, and they roared loudly.
Some people were overjoyed, dancing and cheering.
After the militiamen below the city learned of the situation, they excitedly ran along the streets and alleys to spread the news.
Cheers echoed throughout the small county town.
When Zhuo Haoran, the Yunzhou general who was attacking Qingzhou, received a report from his scouts that he was in his military tent having sex with camp prostitutes.
Some of these women were captured during the march, while others were beauties plundered from various counties when the first line of defense of Qingzhou was breached.
Even General Qi Guangbo couldn't interfere with the abduction of women to accompany the army.
Because prostitutes were an essential part of an army.
For those in power, the necessity of camp prostitutes lay in boosting morale and alleviating the soldiers' boredom during battles.
This is especially effective when the war is going against us.
Hundreds of mounted flying beastmen?!
Upon hearing the news, Zhuo Haoran's first reaction was that the scouts were giving false information.
When did Qingzhou develop a flying beast army of this size?
It’s simply a fantasy.
He immediately pulled up his trousers, grabbed his weapon, ran out of the military camp, and flew away, gazing at the city wall in the distance.
Only after seeing it with his own eyes did he have no choice but to accept this "absurd" news.
The city walls were filled with colossal black-scaled beasts with their membranous wings folded.
"When did Qingzhou develop such a large flying beast army?"
Zhuo Haoran clenched his fists, his face twitching.
Just as the city was about to fall, the defending army was suddenly greeted by a flying beast army of several hundred men.
Zhuo Haoran was so angry his chest felt like it was going to explode. He quickly landed, returned to the military camp, and the first order he gave was to retreat.
The Vermilion Bird Army in the camp consisted of only thirty-odd cavalrymen, who were no match for the Flying Beast Army of the defending troops.
Whether they admit it or not, the situation has reversed, and now it's their turn to flee.
There was no other option but to retreat.
The military camp was thrown into chaos, with the remaining few hundred soldiers abandoning all their tasks.
Abandoning all supplies and heavy loads, they mounted their swift horses and, led by Zhuo Haoran, galloped out of the military camp, raising a cloud of dust as they sped away.
More than thirty Vermilion Bird Army riders took flight and quickly withdrew.
But to Zhuo Haoran's surprise, just as his side retreated, a deep and powerful roar came from behind.
The cavalrymen looked back and were terrified. Behind them, a dark mass of flying beasts surged in like a storm cloud.
The black-scaled behemoth flapped its membranous wings and quickly caught up with the cavalry, while the Heart Gu Masters on its back let out long howls.
In an instant, the well-trained warhorse went completely out of control, collapsing to its knees in the rush, with both rider and horse tumbling and falling, creating utter chaos.
The Gu Masters either threw cannonballs and oil barrels downwards, or drew their bows and unleashed a rain of arrows upon the defeated army below.
"Xu Xinnian!"
Zhuo Haoran looked up at the sky and roared.
All six thousand elite troops were lost in Songshan County, and his lifelong reputation was ruined in an instant.
Half an hour later.
Inside the half-collapsed barbican, Xu Xinnian sat behind his desk, looked around at everyone, and smiled:
"The Flying Beast Army annihilated 300 enemy cavalry and captured 28 prisoners."
They annihilated twenty Vermilion Bird Army riders, captured three, and eight escaped.
"Zhuo Haoran and his deputy general escaped and their whereabouts are unknown."
Xu Erlang didn't expect the Flying Beast Army to be able to capture a fourth-rank martial artist; the difficulty was too great. The results they had achieved so far were already very gratifying.
Those present included Xu Qi'an, Miao Youfang, the two remaining centurions of the garrison, and Tamo, the leader of the Flying Beast Army of the Heart Gu Tribe.
Everyone's faces lit up with joy, their dejection vanished.
Chapter 435 The Imperial Advisor Teaches Me Spiritual Communication, Asura Tests a Lie Detector
With the aid of the valiant Gu Clan, the advance of the rebel army in Yunzhou was halted, and the pressure on the front line in Qingzhou was suddenly relieved.
Aventurine.
The south gate collapsed into ruins.
The Dafeng garrison and the Yunzhou army engaged in street fighting in the city, with the flames of war engulfing every inch of the city.
Flames leaped from the rubble, licking the ruins, while black smoke, carrying ashes, swirled upwards.
The Da Feng garrison temporarily withdrew from Dongling and engaged in open battle with the Yunzhou army.
In a well-preserved courtyard, Xu Pingfeng coughed, his face pale, and blood seeped from his palms.
The Bodhisattva of the Gara Tree sat cross-legged on a futon, and the temperature in the courtyard was as hot as midsummer because of his presence.