The people surrounded An Bochen and cheered hard, one wave higher than another.

At this moment, the crowd was pushed away and a group of young men in brocade clothes and jade hats came forward.

Princes and nobles were banned. Although the nobles and nobles were spared from disaster, they were just avoided being imprisoned. Everyone knew that after the army entered the city, they would all be in trouble.

Seeing the people cheering for An Bochen, the first young man showed jealousy and sneered disdainfully: "It's indeed a foolish people. When the soldiers were at the city, they actually counted on a small servant."

As soon as he finished speaking, he was drowned by the insults of the people.

Although the people hate these troublemakers, who dares to get into trouble? Now, unlike the past, thousands of troops are in a hurry. Who cares which young master you are when the disaster is coming? Which official you are? No matter how big the official is, you can't save yourself. The only hope is the striking Commander An in front of you.

The overwhelming insults and sarcasm sounded, and the young men looked at the despicable people in surprise, and did not dare to speak back.

Sitting upright on the back of a horse, An Bochen swept the playboys coldly with a silver spear in his hand. Although he didn't say anything, the young men were frightened. He closed his mouth and buried his head, cursing in his heart. Do you think you are Duke Huo? You can defeat thousands of troops by one hand... Even Duke Huo can't do it, so let you show off your power. At that time, you will go out of the city to meet the enemy stupidly, and you will be the first to die.

At this moment, two horses rushed from the corner of the street, and the corners of An Bochen's mouth were slightly raised, and the two divine masters couldn't help but come and join in the fun.

Before Wuhua and Zhang Bushi arrived, one of them squeezed out of the crowd and bowed to An Bochen and said, "If the general wants to go out to fight, he will be willing to follow him!"

The aristocratic family exclaimed, and they all knew the young man wearing soft armor. It was Mr. Leng, who was famous for his boldness in the Liujing family. The noble family members actually lowered their heads to a humble civilian. This was absolutely unimaginable in the past, or Leng Dabang, who was bold.

The young man who had the previous one couldn't sit still and suddenly stared at Leng Dada boldly: "I'm the one with the surname Leng, you usually know how to pretend. Today, when the soldiers were at the city, they actually shook their tails and begged for mercy at a small servant. You..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Leng Jiang.

"If you have the ability, you can lead the army to meet the enemy."

After the words came, the young man stood there in a daze, his face turned pale and red, and he clenched his fists for a long time and couldn't speak.

After a heavy snorkeling, Leng Jiang turned to the strange-looking children of the aristocratic families, and Lang Sheng said: "Today, the rebels are coming. If you break the city and enter, you will destroy your family. For the sake of this, you can only find a general to lead the city until you wait for reinforcements. Although Captain An is young, he is known to be brave. I would like to recommend Captain An as the lord of the city!"

After saying that, Leng Jiang brushed his war skirt and bowed deeply to An Bochen, using the etiquette of the army.

Leng Jiang was bold but careful. Unlike the other young masters, he had long noticed that An Bochen was unique and decided not to be in the pool by time. When other young masters talked about An Bochen, they were very disdainful when they mentioned An Bochen, but he never interrupted and sneered in his heart.

However, because he told his secret in the White Fox Courtyard that day, Leng Dadan was worried and never showed goodwill to An Bochen until today.

“No need for politeness.”

Looking deeply at Leng, An Bochen thoughtfully.

Hearing this, Leng Jiang Chang sighed, turned around and looked at the young masters, suddenly raised his arms and said, "To make achievements is today. Who would like to help General An defeat the enemy with someone?" The rain was still falling, but with this extremely familiar roar, many young masters' eyes were ignited, and they looked at An Bochen with a hot face.

Although the young masters of the aristocratic family were spoiled, they were born with nobles and had come into contact with Taoist skills and weapons early on. They never crossed the battlefield, but they also envied the scenery of the leap horse battlefield. Furthermore, even if they refused to admit it, the children of the aristocratic family knew very well. As Mr. Leng said, the only hope to save them at this time was the only person in front of them.

Once upon a time, who would have thought that an unknown servant would defeat the top young master Li, who repeatedly defeated the rebels' heads with one enemy, had already become famous in just one month, and was enough to be called a miracle. Today, the rebels are besieging the city, but who knows whether An Bochen will create a miracle again?

"I wish to go with you!"

"I wish to go with you!"

"I'm willing to kill the enemy!"

......

One after another, the aristocratic families came out and bowed to the boy they looked down upon at all, with a hot face.

The crowd gradually became boiling. Except for a few aristocratic families who were pale and dejected, the rest were shouting Amber Chen's name aloud. Li Xiaoguan looked at the aristocratic families who were lofty at that time. At this time, they bowed to An Bo Chen respectfully, feeling refreshed and unsatisfied.

"Xiaoguan, now you go back to Moyun Tower and bring that shrine."

An Bochen had a cold face and looked towards Li Xiaoguan.

Originally, he just wanted to escort Li Xiaoguan out of the city, but he didn't want to deal with Li Zuo. In a hurry, he forgot to get the shrine.

"Abide by the order!"

Li Xiaoguan raised his face and clasped his fists.

But as soon as he turned around, he saw the tall building in the distance shaking suddenly. Everyone looked at Mo Yun Tower in surprise. In the blink of an eye, the seven-story Mo Yun Tower, which was only a shorter than the palace, collapsed, splashing mud.

However, a "long dragon" jumped out of the building, shaking its head and tail hovered in the air, stagnating for a moment, staring at An Bochen from afar, and the huge dragon eyes were flashing with playful colors. The next moment, the "long dragon" roared and flew straight towards the palace.

When I was young, the storm at the top of the palace turned sharply, and another "black dragon" spiraled up, roaring towards the "long dragon".

"boom!"

The two dragons collided with Liujingkong, and the heavy rain poured down. Everyone stared at them in a daze. In a blink of an eye, the two dragons fought together, broke through the rain curtain and penetrated into the dark clouds.

"Mo Yun Tower...Captain An! Long Xian is here to help the battle for Captain An!"

"Yeah yeah......"

"Prince An will win!"

......

When the people saw the "long dragon" flying out of the Moyun Tower, they thought it was An Bochen's fault, and their hopes suddenly increased countless times. The children of the aristocratic families who were not optimistic about the past also opened their mouths and looked at An Bochen with a complicated expression.

An Bochen forced himself to calm down, his fists tightly clenched, but his heart was indescribable.

The white-colored "long dragon" must have been transformed by Prince Li. The long insects are like dragons. The people can't see it. How could An Bochen not know that the battle between Li Zuo's battle for the Dragon Girl finally kicked off. The Dragon Girl was in the palace, and Li Zuo transformed back into the original form and fought in the sky, and they each led their troops to compete for the important land of the palace.

The Moyun Tower collapsed, and the shrine was destroyed under the ruins. Anbochen's greatest reliance was gone. The wars and swords together, and the two armies fought in Liujing. How many people could survive after today.

"On the fifth day of the twelfth lunar month, I died of war and sword..."

An Bochen murmured, his eyes flashing, and gradually became firm.

He pulled the reins suddenly, and amid the screams of everyone, An Bochen rode forward and headed straight for the city gate. He jumped off the horse and walked steadily on the top of the city. An Bochen walked to Master Yan and looked at the dark army outside the city. Then he turned to Master Yan and said, "Master, have you brought in a pen?"

Master Yan was making a generous speech, spitting everywhere. At first sight, An Bochen suddenly frowned: "Nothing! What are you doing here? Go back quickly!"

The enemy was approaching, and Master Yan didn't care about his previous "grudges" with An Bochen, and shouted sternly.

An Bochen sighed inwardly, without saying much, pulled out a volume from Master Yan's arms, pulled off the cover page, and then bit his fingertips what he wrote on the cover page.

Just as Master Yan was about to scold him, he saw about thirty students from the White Fox Academy leading Jinwu to guard the city.

"What are you doing?"

Master Yan glared at the students and saw a gentle boy walking out of it, but Ma Wenchang, the son of the Ma family.

"Master, don't blame me, we all recommend Brother An as the general to defend the city."

Ma Wenchang looked at An Bochen curiously, then bowed to Master Yan and said.

"You...you...you...are a baby show!"

Master Yan was so angry that he blew his beard and stared at everyone, and his arms were trembling. At this moment, An Bochen had already finished.

Blowing the blood stains dry, Amber Chen turned around and swept everyone, his eyes falling to Zhang Bushi.

"Please shoot it to the enemy camp."

Zhang Bushi didn't say much, took the bow and arrow from the soldiers beside him, hung a letter, stretched his arms, and pulled it into a full moon.

With a "swoosh", the feather arrow flew out and slid across a long arc and fell towards the central army.

"Master An, what did you write?"

Wuhua asked curiously. He was talented and took three steps at a time, but after meeting An Bochen, he felt that his thoughts were really hard to figure out. The enemy troops outside the city were preparing to attack the city crossbow chariot, and they were about to break out. Can they be dismissed with just a letter?

Zhang Bushi's expression remained unchanged, and Ma Wen looked deep in thought. Except for Young Master Leng, the other aristocratic families looked at the dark army outside the city in amazement, feeling uneasy. On the contrary, Master Yan, who had been indignant before, looked at An Bochen thoughtfully.

The heavy rain poured down, hitting the northern suburbs where thousands of troops were stationed. The city was quiet and everyone was waiting for the moment when the troops arrived.

The young people support the elderly and the young. The people looked nervously at the group of young men on the top of the city, and their eyes fell to the Xuanyi who was holding a gun in the middle, and were waiting silently.

"Report, someone is shooting in the city."

At the tent of the Central Military Camp, the old man looked at the scout who was kneeling on the ground and pondered for a moment, nodded: "Check it."

The familiar characters of Kai were in sight, the scarlet blood stains were still wet, and the corners of Xiao Hou's mouth were bitter.

That year in Chen State, he secretly took over the army and was extremely energetic. Today, he led Duke Huo's old subordinates to Liujing, but he was completely different. He said he was nervous, but the people who were about to die were not afraid, and said he was worried. All he was worried about was the young man in the city who had high hopes. Perhaps he was still a little unwilling to accept that after provoking the war with his own hands, he now only wanted to be a rich man and enjoy his old age, but was held by Prince Li, and had to put on his armor again and take charge of the general seal.

The shocking monster word in the letter hurt the old man's eyes. He had also suspected it, but never dared to think deeply.

There are always many things that are better than knowing. Even if you know, what can you do?
Chapter completed!