In vain, Sikong Jing came with an angry look and shouted to the 200,000 troops: "Mo Yang, your chance to make a real contribution has come. The people of Jinmen are no longer in danger. Now, you have contributed a lot to killing Xia Guojun behind."
After saying that, Sikong Jing led one hundred thousand soldiers and horses, galloping towards the distance without looking back.
Mo Yang was stunned and saw thousands of people chasing Sikong Jing out.
At this moment, Mo Yang only had great achievements in his mind, and only everything that Sikong Jing said, so he subconsciously shouted: "Come to me, kill these Xia Guojun!"
Damn it, you must show off no matter what, otherwise you will be bitten to death by Sikong Jing.
And just when Mo Yang led 200,000 soldiers and horses to block the main force of Qianxia Kingdom, a roar came from the opposite side.
"A bunch of rubbish, get out of here."
In the blink of an eye, screams rang out from the 200,000-strong army, which was reduced to rubble by thousands of Xia Kingdom's main forces.
In just a dozen breaths, he was killed in a bloody way.
But these main forces of the Xia Kingdom ignored Mo Yang and continued to hunt down Sikong Jing's 100,000 troops.
Mo Yang looked at the blood all over the ground and the terrifying aura of thousands of Xia Kingdom's main forces. He just stood there stupidly, his legs trembling crazily.
"Damn it, Sikong Jing is using me as a shield!"
Only then did Mo Yang realize that these main forces of the Qianxia Kingdom were simply invincible. What Sikong Jing just said was to use himself to slow down the pursuit of these people, do it!
If Mo Yang hadn't been lucky just now, he would have been killed too.
Ahead, Ahu was riding a horse and running wildly. After taking a look at the situation behind him, he said, "Brother Sikong, Mo Yang is such a waste. He only blocked it for a moment. What should we do?"
If they continue to be chased like this, they will all be done for.
"It doesn't matter, Xia's main force doesn't dare to pursue too far."
"They don't know that Mo Yang is a loser. They will definitely be afraid of the 200,000 troops entering the city."
Sikong Jing looked extremely calm.
Sure enough, as he expected, after chasing for more than ten kilometers, thousands of Xia's main forces received orders to return to the city.
However, when they returned to the city, they slaughtered thousands of Mo Yang's people to vent their anger.
Saved...
The 100,000 soldiers and horses let out a long breath, then stopped as Sikong Jing pulled his horse, looking far in the direction of Yanyun City, listening to the shouts of killing there, their expressions changed.
They all looked at Sikong Jing in the front again, he was so good at predicting everything.
Clenching fists, one hundred thousand people are just small city guards. I never thought that there would be such an exciting and exciting day.
"Brother Sikong, what should we do next?"
Although the matter has come to an end, there are still many hidden dangers in the future, especially since the old guy Mo Yang is not dead yet.
Sikong Jing did not answer, but looked in another direction: "Someone is here again."
After hearing this, everyone followed his gaze and saw that tens of thousands of soldiers and horses appeared, but they did not look like soldiers from other cities in Yunzhou, and the direction also came from... the border war city.
Could it be that they are the elite divisions of the border war city?
When this tens of thousands of soldiers and horses approached, Lao Zhang's eyes solidified and he said: "They are the personal soldiers of the commander of the Yunzhou War Palace."
You see clearly, they are not the elite of the border war city.
With everyone in the same room, a new trouble has come. How will Sikong Jing deal with the commander of the Yunzhou War Palace next?
No matter what the reason was for swinging his sword at Mo Yang, it was not a trivial matter.
At the same time, the commander sent his own soldiers.
The leader is a middle-aged man with a thin face. His name is Fan Zhong, and he is the commander of the Yunzhou War Palace.
"Master Fan, the Xia Kingdom's army is pressing down on the border with great momentum. The border war city is unwilling and unable to give us real elite soldiers and horses. How can we save the people of Jinmen?"
Fan Zhong was accompanied by two deputy commanders.
They are also very self-aware that the city guards in each city cannot defeat Yanyun City at all, so they can only borrow troops from the border battle cities.
But this time they came back in despair, without borrowing even a hair from them.
Eight days have passed, if the Jinmen people died in Yanyun City, all of them would be doomed.
Fan Zhong's face was extremely solemn and extremely irritable.
But in vain, his eyes widened and he saw a river of blood outside Yanyun City. What made him even more unbelievable was that the city gate was actually broken open, and it was broken open violently.
"This, this, this...who destroyed Yanyun City?" The eyes of the two deputy commanders also widened in disbelief.
"Master Fan."
At this moment, an old voice came from outside Yanyun City, and Mo Yang was seen rushing over with the remaining soldiers and horses.
Fan Zhong and others looked at him blankly. Could it be that he destroyed the city?
At this time, Mo Yang approached.
Before he could speak, Fan Zhong asked urgently: "Mo Yang, what happened to Yanyun City? Who broke down the Yanyun City Gate?"
When Mo Yang heard this, he straightened his face, glanced slowly at the shocked and expectant crowd, and reported seriously: "Master Fan, I am the one who broke down the city gate."
As soon as these words came out, tens of thousands of commanders and soldiers were all stunned. How could it be possible?
"Nima..."
Ahu and others who were next to Sikong Jing in the distance started to curse. They had seen shameless people, but they had never seen such shameless people.
"Brother Sikong, let's kill him now."
"Yes, after killing this shameless old thief, I will also go to his house and kill his mother."
One hundred thousand soldiers' faces were all red with anger. They had finally accomplished an unparalleled feat, but they were about to be snatched away by Mo Yang.
But Sikong Jing was different. He had a faint smile on his face and shook his head silently.
At this time, Mo Yang looked proudly in the direction of Sikong Jing, raising his head and chest, extremely confident.
Although I was fucked miserably by you, but I am taking the credit now, what can you do?
You brandished your swords to kill me, the deputy commander, and now you have to obediently give me the credit to quell your charges of being a rebel. Otherwise, everything will be lost.
If you don’t give me credit, I will sue you. Hey, let’s see who can get the benefits then?
Here, Fan Zhong was confused for a while and then asked: "Mo Yang, how did you destroy Yanyun City?"
Mo Yang had already thought about this issue and immediately replied: "I received an urgent report from the city that the adults of Jinmen were in danger, so I immediately took action and fed the war horses crazy medicine to make them
Attack the city gate."
"The city gate was broken open by the galloping of thousands of horses."
"Then, I led my troops into the city again, forcing the main force of the Xia Kingdom to give up the adults besieging Jinmen. Then I made a decisive decision and fought back outside the city, and then Master Fan came."
Mo Yang was frothing at the mouth, what he said was extremely exciting.
As expected, Fan Zhong and others noticed that there were piles of horse corpses at the city gate.
However, everyone still stared at Mo Yang like a monster. Was this really done by him?
How is it possible, who doesn't know that Mo Yang is an old gangster!
"By the way, Mr. Fan, I have one more thing to report."
"Hmph, if it weren't for Sikong Jing, the commander-in-chief of Yunye City, who disobeyed orders and temporarily led his troops to flee, we wouldn't have suffered such heavy losses. This Sikong Jing deserves death."
Just when everyone was shocked, Mo Yang suddenly bit Sikong Jing like crazy.