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Chapter 109 The Arrow

The spear aimed at Tang Chaoren was pitch black. Xue Chongxun and others widened their eyes and almost stopped breathing. Tang Chaoren's left arm was chopped and bleeding, almost fainting. The horizontal knife grasped by his right hand was trembling... trembling, making a "buzzing" sound, and no longer able to make any resistance.

The spear head was shining with a cold luster and was about to fly over. At this moment, Xue Chongxun's mind was blank, his hearing was lost in an instant, and the wailing between heaven and earth suddenly became quiet... But in a flash, a "coaxing" sound came back to his ears. He finally felt consciousness and immediately threw the horizontal knife in his hand towards the cavalry, and hit the breastplate with a "clang", which did not work.

"Puff!" Tang Chaoren's chest was immediately penetrated by a spear as his chest, and he immediately fell off his horse.

My childhood friend and brother-like friend, Tang Tuanlian died like this? Xue Chongxun felt a severe pain in his heart.

At this time, Xue Chongxun suddenly felt danger, and a cold light flashed. He didn't care about it and hid to the side. A knife wiped his armor and swept over the metal... The strange sound of rubbing made people feel sore.

Suddenly, he dodged a lot and was unbalanced. Xue Chongxun didn't sit firmly and fell down from the horse. In the flash, he saw two black shadows in the air roaring down towards his head. It was the iron hoof of a war horse!

"Xue Lang!"

Xue Chongxun rolled up quickly, and at the same time, he pulled out another horizontal knife from his arms, stabbed it into the horse's belly with one knife. "Nee!" The whine of the horse made people's eardrums sound... itchy. He was covered in blood, rolling and crawling, rolling out from under the horse's belly in a very embarrassing manner. Just as he was about to get up, suddenly there was a loud "bang" sound on his helmet, and something hit the iron helmet, and the helmet flew away. He felt a white space in front of his eyes, and the "buzzing..." earthquake sounded.

"Huo!" With a loud shout, a blurry black shadow rushed over in front of him. Where was the person and where were the weapons he attacked? Xue Chongxun was stunned for a moment and couldn't see clearly.

He stood staggeringly, and in a daze, his childhood hometown appeared before his eyes again... Can you travel back? Go home...

Suddenly, his face became hot and a sticky thing was pouring down. This woke him up. He hurriedly reached out to touch his face. When he opened his eyes, Wu Erlang on the right wing was rushing over, and the place where the sword was swept, and no one could stop him.

"Brother! Are you okay?"

Xue Chongxun disheveled his hair like a beggar, turned his head and shouted: "Zhang Wulang! I can't rush over, and if I don't take action now, I will have no chance!"

Zhang Wulang visualized the team that Li Longji was retreating ahead. They were gradually moving away, and the distance was at least 120 steps at this time! The distance was still secondary, the key was that the army surrounded and there were too many obstacles!

"Protect me!" Zhang Wulang shouted.

Wu Chongxing swept back and forth on the right wing with a Mo sword, and the enemy could not get close to him even half a step; Xue Chongxun carried the knife on foot, slashed horizontally and vertically, and fought hard to support him. Fortunately, the second wave of the Flying Tiger Regiment was in the storm formation, and the Chinese brigade soldiers were getting closer and closer, and the response came only in an instant.

Zhang Wulang pulled out another arrow from himself, and suddenly jumped, and his feet jumped onto the horse's back. The mount was walking back and forth, very unstable. He took a deep breath, his body shook with the mount's shaking, trying to maintain balance, and gradually stood up.

At this moment, the fight seemed to have gone away. Zhang Wulang's clear face was as calm as a monk who practiced. The prosperity had fallen and the noise had passed... He stared at the front, put the arrow in his right hand on his mouth and kissed it, placing the arrow on the string, pulling the bow like a full moon!

The sunset has already set, and the last brilliance in the sky leaks out from the clouds, gorgeous and wonderful. Zhang Wulang's body, standing tall, is like an ancient statue in an instant, interpreting the artistic meaning of power.

At this moment, he is not a marquis, nor a wealthy person. However, his friends who fight side by side have given their blood and life. So, do your best and don’t let down your comrades today!

"Bang!" With a sound of string, an arrow full of hope and death broke through the air. In a blink of an eye, Li Longji, wearing yellow clothes, fell off his horse, and even a hundred armored guards could not protect him.

"I'm hit!" Zhang Wulang was distracted, his body was about to pounce and shouted in the air.

At this moment, the Flying Tiger Regiment's Central Brigade picked up the enemy, and the sound of killing shook the sky. The troops that besieged Xue Chongxun and others were immediately defeated.

"Diet?" Xue Chongxun grabbed Zhang Wulang.

Zhang Wulang didn't know. He said, "I saw a large number of people coming from the direction of Lizheng Sect."

At this time, the Eastern Palace Guard, which blocked the Flying Tiger Regiment's Central Brigade, was defeated and was following to escape to the Wude Hall. Xue Chongxun shouted: "Stop chasing and retreat to Chengtian Gate!"

After shouting, he threw Zhang Wulang, who was so messy that he fell, and ran to Tang Chaoren again. Tang Chaoren's face was covered in blood, his eyes were still open, and he was a little moved, and he was not dead yet...

"Don't-twelve exercise..." Xue Chongxun hurriedly grabbed his hand and saw a long gun on his stomach, and a pool of blood on the ground.

Tang Tuanlian's mouth moved, and Xue Chongxun hurriedly possessed him, only to hear him say, "What Xue Lang said before... the little girl from Hedong in her dream... how did she do with you later?"

Not Hedong's little girl... Now? In the future? She should have been married long ago, maybe her children can make a fuss.

But Xue Chongxun smiled and said, "I'm still waiting for me. After this time, I'll go back to marry her and have a lot of children." He laughed out loud.

I haven't had tears in many years, but now I'm crying for a man.

After hearing this, Tang Tuanlian showed a smile in his mouth and turned his head slightly to look at the left. Xue Chongxun followed his gaze and saw an apricot tree, full of apricot blossoms, gracefully erected in the breeze.

Tang Tuanlian murmured with a smile: "It's very beautiful... Everything is fine..."

"Dontuanxuan!" Xue Chongxun knelt down on the ground and hugged him in his arms. All the generals around him bent over and knelt down with sadness in their eyes. Zhang Wulang stared at the apricot tree in a daze and said, "Dontuanxuan used to chat, and it seemed that he had a daughter named Xing or something."

King Qi and King Xue led thousands of cavalry across the inner court, seized the Zheng Sect and rushed to the Wude Hall, and had already lined up to prepare for war.

The Yulin Guard General Chang Yuankai and others also mobilized the Yulin Army to go out to the camp and set up a formation at Princess Taiping of Chengtianmen. The cavalry troops on both sides were as iron armor as a forest, and two black horses were overwhelmed. The palace was no longer a place for singing, dancing, and wine, but completely turned into a battlefield.

In the Chengtian Gate Tower, the prime minister, general and other civil and military officials were on both sides to participate in the major plan. The superiors were Princess Taiping, but Xue Chongxun also sat beside her.

"The most important thing now is whether Li Longji is dead!" Dou Huaizhen looked back and said.

Xiao Zhizhong also nodded and said, "If he dies, the Yulin Army can only listen to His Highness. We can still fight and have a great chance of victory. If we don't die, our situation will be in danger!"

Princess Taiping seemed to have not heard from the ministers, and looked at Xue Chongxun, who was covered in blood, and said, "Take off your armor and I'll see your wounds."

Xue Chongxun was dirty and indeed a little embarrassed. His neck was still burning and painful. He was scratched by an arrow. He was also injured by several arrows. Fortunately, the armor was blocked and the injury was not serious. He was just a skin injury. He said immediately: "It doesn't matter, let's talk about the serious matter first."

Princess Taiping's face was still calm and she could not see any emotion. She said, "Don't you listen to me?"

Xue Chongxun had to slowly take off the armor. The clothes inside were torn to pieces, and a smell of blood and sweat came to his face.

"You have a wound on your back and take off your clothes."

Xue Chongxun: “…”

He was really embarrassed when he was bare-armed in front of so many ministers. He hesitated for a moment and did not want to disobey his mother's wishes. He had to pull out his shirt and reveal his strong muscles.

At this time, a palace maid came to water and was about to wash Xue Chongxun's wounds, but Princess Taiping said, "I'll do it."

Everyone stopped discussing and looked at the mother and son silently, wondering how they were going to make decisions on the current dilemma. Some of them finally couldn't help saying: "Your Highness, it's not clear whether Li Longji died or lived. Tens of thousands of cavalrymen could rush over at any time when they were at the city... We not only need to prepare for war, but also prevent rumors, otherwise we will be in chaos before the war. If we lose the Yulin Army, we will no longer have the power to turn the world back!"

Princess Taiping said coldly: "Since you can win if you rush over, why don't they rush over now?"

When everyone heard this, they contacted Li Longji and thought about it, and they felt that Taiping was right. But seeing that she was calm and composed, everyone's hearts calmed down. Many people admired her again, and it was indeed the style of everyone!

"Does it hurt?" Princess Taiping picked up the towel and gently wiped the wound on Xue Chongxun's back. A gentle word suddenly became charming in everyone's eyes, and everyone's eyes became strange.

If you want to say that Taiping was really a flower in the Tang Dynasty in his early years.

"Mother, I'll do it myself." Xue Chongxun felt very unnatural in front of everyone. Maybe Princess Taiping never cared about her children's relationship? Xue Chongxun used to not get any maternal love, but now she suddenly feels unavailable.

She finally signaled the palace maid and the imperial doctor to take over, treated Xue Chongxun's wounds, and then put on her clothes.

The night had already opened, and torches were everywhere outside, illuminating the palace square as bright as day. Taiping turned his head and looked outside the city tower, as if thinking about something. The night wind gently blew her hairline, and in the lights, she became more and more beautiful.

Dou Huaizhen said: "Your Highness said very much. Look at this situation. Li Longji was seriously injured even if he did not die. They had some concerns and then remained stalemate. According to my intentions, we might as well take the initiative to attack, first test, and then launch an attack, and settle the world soon!"

Everyone said, "Address!" "Address..."
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