"It's a great achievement to kill the emperor's adopted son and the top scholar of martial arts. It's a great achievement, which is even greater than killing the 100,000-strong army of the court."
Bang!
Huangjiao slapped the face and the general who slapped his nose was bleeding.
People around me are extremely afraid!
"The order of the queen of the world is a report from a great figure in the Central Plains. How can you guess?"
Everyone was shocked and bowed their heads to say yes.
Then, Huang Jiao snorted coldly and looked at the flying royal flag in the distance.
A cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
He said to himself: "Of course, the emperor's adopted son and the top scholar in martial arts are not impossible to kill him."
"When Marshal He Ya arrives, let's lure and kill this impulsive general Mu Le!"
Hearing this, many generals' pupils widened and their expressions sternly!
Marshal He Ya, are you coming to Pancheng?
The unparalleled warrior is a ruthless man known as the power of Yatian!
The emperor's adopted son, Mu Le, is in danger!
...
That night, the terrifying offensive and defensive battle broke out again in Pancheng!
This time, Mu Le led a 70,000 troops to attack alone.
It looked like he was burning with jade.
Shouting to the sky, arrows are like rain.
The corpses fell one after another, blood flowing into a river, dyeing the sky red.
Sudden!
The Pancheng, which could not be captured for a long time, roared.
"retreat!"
“Retreat quickly!”
"General Mu Le, he was shot at six arrows!"
"Everyone retreats thirty miles away and cannot fight!"
The deafening voice kept roaring, and finally spread throughout the entire army of siege.
The sergeant's expression changed drastically, and the morale of the army was in chaos!
The entire Shenji Camp and some soldiers from the Qinglong Guard threw away their armor and fled to the city.
It looked messy, disorganized, and even... a stampede happened and suffered heavy losses.
Seeing this scene, the Xiliang army burst into laughter on the city wall.
"Hahaha!"
"The Daxia army, but that's the case, the native chicken and the tile dog."
"Go and report to the Prime Minister, just say that Mu Le is seriously injured. In special circumstances, it depends on whether he is pursuing him!"
"Quick, time doesn't wait for people."
After one stick of incense.
Yan Zhong, who was hiding in the valley, suddenly stood up from the haystack.
A pair of sharp eyes looked a little disappointed.
He frowned and said, "Oh, the Xiliang army did not chase after it. If it doesn't chase it like this, is there really someone in the court who reported it?"
He clenched his fists and thumped.
At this time, Mu Le arrived.
He was tall and firm, and he was not hurt at all.
“What to do now?”
Yan Zhong turned around and looked solemn: "Let Xiang Sheng bring a secret letter to your Majesty and go back to remind Your Majesty."
"Then we can only try other ways to attack the city."
Mu Le had no choice but to nod.
Gritting your teeth: "It's really hard to defend Pancheng."
"If they dare to open the city gate and fight, what are the fears of 200,000 soldiers?"
The next day, early in the morning.
Mu Le and Yan Zhong began to use the method of yelling and scolding, trying to arouse the anger of the defenders in the city and go out to fight.
From daytime to afternoon, I never stopped.
But the troops stationed in the city did not move at all, and they did not come out even if they were huddled inside.
Until evening.
The sun sets, and the sword breaks the flag.
The city gate stained with blood finally opened slowly.
But it is not the imagined army, but one person and one horse!
The scary thing is that this person carried an 800-pound spear on his shoulder, but he was relaxed and as if he was walking on flat ground.
He rode out alone, fearless, and the black and blue armor shone brightly in the sunset, so dazzling and mighty.
Have fun for a while, inside the big tent.
The soldiers of Shenji Camp rushed over!
"Report!"
"Report to the two generals that someone from Xiliang has left the city. He is an eight-foot-tall general who looks very high in military rank!"
"He asked General Mu Le to come to the appointment, and said..."
Mu Le frowned: "What did he say? Don't be too silly!"
The soldiers were so embarrassed: "Return to the general, he said he wanted to take the general's head and see if the Shenwei General of Daxia is as famous as his name."
"It is also said that the general fights against the general alone, within a radius of five miles, and both sides cannot lead troops."
Bang!
Muleton halberd, the stone slab cracked!
The soldiers were shocked.
"snort!"
"The dog guy, and he wants to take the head of this general, was worried that there was no place to vent the fire, so he came to die."
"I am as timid as a mouse. You can't lead troops within five miles. Take me to kill him."
Yan Zhong frowned and said suspiciously, how could anyone take the initiative to fight Mu Le alone?
Mu Le saw his concern and said, "Brother Yan, what are you afraid of?"
"If both sides do not lead troops, they cannot assassinate me. Don't you believe in my ability?"
"Behead him a general and talk about morale."
Hearing this, Yan Zhong pondered and finally nodded.
One-on-one, he doesn't believe that anyone can beat Mule.
Reminder: "Then you can't chase the enemy, fight quickly and return quickly."
"Haha, OK!"
"I ordered the three armies to watch the battle from afar. I will drink the general's blood!"
Mu Le has sharp eyes and a strong spirit!
While walking, there was thunder in the sleeves, and the momentum alone could crush those so-called generals.
But no one expected it.
Mu Le will meet his "strongest enemy" in his life!
After a while, Mu Le came five miles away from Pancheng.
The soldiers and horses on both sides watched the battle from a distance, and the sound of drums shook the sky!
"General Shenwei, you will win!"
"General, kill this rat!"
The roar was shaking.
The momentum is so great that it is comparable to a decisive battle.
A breeze blew up, blew the crimson armor. Mu Le looked extremely calm and even a little chic. He came slowly with the Fang Tian Painting Liver.
Less than a hundred meters away, he stopped and faced with the Xiliang general.
Just one glance!
Mu Le narrowed his eyes and was secretly shocked!
The spear is not simple, it is very heavy, and ordinary generals cannot lift it at all.
He was born with divine power, so he saw the extraordinary at a glance and couldn't help but put away his contempt.
Dun Dun's teachings sounded in my ears. There were mountains outside the mountain, and there were people outside. Lions fought against rabbits, and they also used all their strength and should not be taken lightly.
"Come on the name." He spoke coldly.
The Xiliang general opposite grinned, and he smiled a little, but he could not see any solemnity.
It was like a knife-carved cheek raised, and its eyes were like eagle eyes!
"In Xia Heya, I have long heard of the name of the general of the Divine Power of your country, so I couldn't help but want to ask for advice."
"Don't worry, there is no one behind me, let's fight fairly."
Hearing the words!
Mule's anger that had been squeezed for many days completely gushed.
Fang Tian’s painting halberd fingers, and the sound of vibrato was trembling!
He cursed: "Dog thing!"
"Young mother is in front of me. The land where I am standing is the land of Daxia!"
"You Xiliang is also the adoptive father Xiliang!"
"Why did your country say that? Be careful to suck your face in a while!"
He Ya's eyes became colder, he held the eight hundred kilogram spear tightly, and chuckled softly: "You are the first person to say that you will smash my face."
"I have to say that you are as arrogant as your adopted father."
"But from today on, I'm afraid no one will dare to scold me He Ya."
Mu Le's eyes burst into murderous aura and he roared domineeringly: "Bastard, what can you scold my adoptive father!!"
"Can't you beat your face?"
"die!!"
Zheng!
He drew his bow quickly, and the five hundred pounds of bow was pulled in an instant.