Ding Yuan's eyes widened, he made a yo yo yo sound, and clenched his fists.
"Win! Win!" Feng Shao was like a gambler, his eyes were red and his neck was stretched forward.
Interception is the most critical aspect of this battle.
The advance of the Northern Xinjiang Army must be stopped before the raids on both sides can be effective.
Therefore, Feng Shao sent all his most elite subordinates to the front line.
The general was his confidant. Before setting off, he said, "Xiaguan's life is gone. Please tell me carefully and treat Xiaguan's wife and children well!"
Feng Shao's reply at the time was: "I take care of you personally and treat it as a family member. If something goes wrong, I will die at the hands of Yang Gou."
Death at the hands of Yang Gou, this oath is too poisonous!
My heart was instantly relieved.
"here we go."
Ahead, the defenders began to trot.
On the opposite side, the Mo swordsmen stopped.
"Raise the knife!"
Whoosh!
Mo Dao was raised high.
The general roared, "Behead!"
The sword flashed and the sun was cut into two pieces.
Ahead, blood suddenly burst out like an unstoppable spring under the ground.
Limbs were flying in mid-air, and several heads, looking astonished, staggered to the ground.
"cut!"
The Mo swordsmen all stepped forward.
Mo Dao waved.
Ahead, another row fell down.
"cut!"
The swordsmen moved forward step by step.
"Sure!"
A general said desperately: "We can't stop it!"
Ding Yuan's eyes turned red, "No! Please be sure, please order me!"
Bang bang bang bang bang bang!
On both sides of the long street, many stone houses are open.
The common people rushed out, howling, and when they saw that the Northern Xinjiang Army did not intend to kill anyone, they cried and pointed at their homes, saying that there were defenders inside.
"Wait."
The Northern Xinjiang Army's method is very simple, throw poison gas bombs and wait.
The defenders who couldn't bear the smoke rushed out and were killed one by one.
The people who escaped were kneeling on the ground, crying towards their former enemies, as if they had found a place to belong.
"That's so ridiculous."
Yang Xuan shook his head, "It can be seen that the defenders are unpopular."
Han Ji, who came back, said: "These people were forced to move here and were dissatisfied. Now that they learned that the defenders wanted to take them to death, they naturally turned against them."
The old thief whispered to Tu Shang: "Old Tu, how does your family's military strategy compare with Lang Jun's?"
Tu Shang was silent.
"Talk about it." The old thief rushed.
"The second brother is back." Tu Shang pointed forward.
Wang Laoer came back dragging a bunch of heads, covered in blood and very excited.
"Lang Jun, thirty-three!"
grass!
Yang Xuan coughed dryly and said, "Let's settle the score later."
Ning Yayun said: "How about finding another King Wei?"
"It's so rare to be taken advantage of!" Yang Xuan sighed a little.
"Then I won't give it to you."
"It's not about money."
"Why is that?"
"It's just a tacit understanding. The second child feels that he is working and not eating and drinking for free."
"What's the meaning?"
"He gave all the money to Yi Niang to keep for him. Last time A Liang was born, he gave away half of the money.
I won’t accept it! He just looked at me eagerly and said it was for his nephew.
That look in his eyes was so pure that it made me... feel ashamed."
Ning Yayun sighed, "No wonder you are so kind to him."
"People's hearts are always mutual, and long-term unilateral efforts will cause problems sooner or later."
"Including the lord and his subordinates?"
"right."
Han Ji said: "Look, the enemy army is about to be defeated."
Yang Xuan smiled and said, "From the moment the people's doors opened, I won this battle, and what follows is just for fun.
I said I would see the guard within an hour, and I am afraid Zhen Siwen will set a goal for himself and end this battle within half an hour."
Ning Yayun asked: "Are you sure?"
Yang Xuan nodded, "I firmly believe it."
…
"We'll see the guard within half an hour!"
Zhen Siwen had already reached the front line, kicked away the subordinate who was hugging him, and shouted: "Follow me!"
The swordsmen all swung their swords in unison, and blood splashed all over his face.
What Zhen Siwen didn't care about was a stab in the head.
"kill!"
His tricks are just that he has no tricks.
There is no future in blocking on the battlefield, just trying to compete with others faster.
"kill!"
Zhen Siwen stabbed each other and gradually advanced forward.
He rushed forward with complete selflessness, and the Mo swordsmen all looked at him in surprise.
Isn't this person a civil servant?
How come you can kill the enemy more ruthlessly than us?
"Follow up!"
Someone yelled.
The swordsmen sped up.
The pace of advancement is getting faster and faster.
Zhen Siwen was halfway through the fight when he suddenly raised his head.
So tired!
He was startled, the previous fighting experience was still vivid in his mind.
I did that?
Zhen Siwen couldn't help but shudder as she thought about how many times she was almost stabbed.
"Half an hour!"
Some generals shouted.
yes!
This is my request!
Ahead, a tall enemy sergeant rushed over with a ferocious smile.
Sven, hold on!
Zhen Siwen's legs trembled for a moment, and then went blank for a moment.
I'll swing my sword!
Either you die or I die!
The feeling of the horizontal knife cutting into the body is very comfortable.
I'm alive again!
Zhen Siwen felt that courage was filling every corner of his body again, and shouted: "Half an hour!"
"Half an hour!"
That's what fighting is like. When you go smoothly, you will feel that all your strength is inexhaustible.
And when you are against the wind, you will feel that every time you raise your weapon, it is a burden.
Even your steps will be extremely heavy.
So, this is the key to winning more with less.
Are those hundreds of people fighting against thousands really invincible?
No!
It's because those thousands of people lost their courage.
Going against the wind is because you have lost your courage.
An army that has lost its courage is like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.
At this time, it only takes one person's collapse to bring about the collapse of all.
Zhen Siwen jumped up suddenly and killed the opponent in front of him with one strike.
He saw that the enemy general was only ten steps away from him, and he couldn't help but feel ecstatic.
Then, with his blood rushing, he actually picked up a human head and threw it forward with all his strength.
The head swayed past the last enemy formation, fell to the ground, rolled a few times, and reached Ding Yuan's feet.
Death has never been so close.
Zhen Siwen raised his arms and shouted, "Kill!"
His eyes were bloodshot, and he rushed forward with a knife while gritting his teeth.
The enemy soldiers looked at him, suddenly turned around and ran away.
The first one to collapse appeared.
Then, another, and another!
"The enemy is defeated!"
Zhen Siwen lost no time in shouting.
"Failed!"
The entire enemy army collapsed.
"Run!"
Ding Yuan turned around and ran away.
As soon as Feng Shao turned around, Zhen Siwen pounced on him, struck him on the back with the back of his knife, and then kicked him down.
Feng Shao was lying on the ground, and just as he was about to turn over, Zhen Siwen stepped on his back and raised his sword high.
Both eyes are red.
"We, the Northern Xinjiang Army..."
Countless arms and weapons are waving.
Roaring.
"mighty!"
Feng Shao was taken to Yang Xuan.
"Kneel down!"
The two sergeants kicked Feng Shao's knees, but Feng Shao insisted and refused to kneel down.
"What a man!" Yang Xuan praised: "I like good men the most!"
Lin Feibao came, "Mr. Lang, I'm here to serve this man."
Yang Xuan nodded.
Lin Feibao came over, picked up Feng Shao with one hand, and patted him away with the other hand.
Snap!
Click!
Snap!
Click!
"Ouch!"
Lin Feibao used pure physical strength to break a bone every time he slapped him.
"I said..."
Those who have never experienced the pain of a broken bone do not know it, and it can make people feel heartbroken.
And the pain of multiple fractures is superimposed, and any good man becomes a soft man.
Yang Xuan shook his head. "Continue!"
"Crack!"
"ah!"
Feng Shao, who was howling miserably, suddenly fell in love with Ding Yuan. If it weren't for this idiot, how would he have been tortured?
"It's Ding Yuan, he's the one who made people yell at your mother."
Yang Xuan narrowed his eyes, "If I find him, I will live."
Lin Feibao threw Feng Shao to Zhang Xu, "You continue!"
He turned around, picked up the iron rod, and walked into the still chaotic city alone.
The Northern Xinjiang Army searched for the broken soldiers in the city in groups, and when they saw him, they all saluted.
They all know that this is the guard commander beside the deputy envoy. From the day he appeared, he has almost never left the deputy envoy's side.
This is the confidant of the confidant.
Boom!
A door was knocked open, and a gas bomb was thrown in.
Cough cough cough!
More than ten sergeants rushed out.
One of them rushed in front of Lin Feibao.
The iron rod swayed slightly, and the head exploded like a fruit with a pop.
Lin Feibao kept walking until he reached the place where Feng Shao and others were standing before and asked a sergeant, "Where is the enemy general?"
Whenever there was a fight, Lin Feibao and the Qiu Long Guard would definitely open the door for the whole army at the critical moment, so the sergeant said very respectfully: "It's right in front, surrounded."
"good!"
Lin Feibao was about to go over, and the sergeant said: "Commander Lin, I will take you there!"
Lin Feibao nodded, "Thank you very much."
"You're welcome."
As Lin Feibao walked, he thought about the Huang family back then.
Being pregnant with a child is a great joy for the women in the palace.
At that time, the Emperor Filial Piety had already been dethroned as the crown prince and was placed under house arrest. Everyone knew that when the new emperor ascended the throne, it was the unlucky day for the Emperor Filial Piety.
It is bad luck to honor the emperor, and his women will not fare well either.
The deposed crown princess will not die, nor will the woman with children, and her treatment is pretty good.
In other words, the child is the mother's possession.
By that day, Lin Feibao was no longer in the palace. Later he heard that poisoned wine had been delivered, and the emperor ordered Huang to drink it together. Huang agreed without hesitation, but asked to feed Yang Xuan breast milk again.
Such a woman deserves respect.
He knew Lang Jun's affection for his biological mother. He had seen that time when Lang Jun put aside the tablet of filial piety to the emperor, which was casual and outrageous. But he solemnly placed Huang's tablet in the middle, knelt down, and
He whispered something with a look of admiration.
The Lord humiliates the minister and dies!
Lin Feibao clenched the iron rod and walked to the surrounded stone house, "Get out of the way!"
Zhen Siwen turned around and said, "Commander Huang."
Lin Feibao said: "Here, I come."
Zhen Siwen said: "There are more than fifty defenders inside, all of them are fierce soldiers..."
"Everyone, step aside."
Zhen Siwen nodded and waved, but the sergeants in front of the gate avoided him.
"But do you want to persuade him to surrender?"
someone asked.
Lin Feibao walked to the gate.
Lift your feet.
Boom!
The door seemed to have been slapped by a giant beast from the wild, and the entire door flew in. The two enemy warriors standing behind were knocked to the ground by the door panel, and they could only breathe out, not in.
The power of one kick!
Seeing this, Zhen Siwen couldn't help but praise, "Amazing!"
Lin Feibao walked in.
"Be careful of sneak attacks!" Zhen Siwen reminded again.
Immediately, various sounds came from inside.
"Kill him!"
"Fire the arrow!"
"Block him!"
"ah!"
"Lance formation!"
Crackling!
The sound of the spear breaking could be heard all the way.
Bang!
Bang!
What sound?
Everyone looked up at the sky.
Nothing.
"This is a devil!"
"Can't stop it."
Zhen Siwen finally felt uneasy and walked through the door.
The yard was filled with corpses. Many of the corpses had their heads crooked and cracked, with only half of their skin left.
Lin Feibao stood outside the room, looked inside, and asked, "Where is Ding Yuan?"
His iron rod hung down by his side, covered with various marks.
Red, white...
Underfoot, blood was flowing.
This look probably frightened the people inside.
"He is."
Ding Yuan was sitting there, with the dozens of warriors he relied on... He once proudly said that these fifty warriors could withstand even if Yang Gou came in person for half an hour.
These words are naturally bragging.
But it also proved the fighting ability of his subordinates from the side.
So he even ate there calmly... It was probably his last meal in the human world, so at least he ate more.
When Lin Feibao came in, he wanted to struggle, but he felt weak all over.
The remaining two sergeants knelt on one side, not even daring to look at Lin Feibao.
Lin Feibao came over and asked, "Are you Ding Yuan?"
Ding Yuan's mouth was filled with food and he nodded.
Then Lin Feibao picked him up with one hand.
He strode outside.
The two sergeants were kneeling there and couldn't help but be overjoyed when they heard the footsteps outside the door.
"I forgot about it."
Lin Feibao kicked back with his right foot continuously, and a spear and a long knife flew in.
Two miserable howls came from inside.
Lang Jun said that he would kill all the defenders.
Lin Feibao carried Ding Yuan out with one hand and walked all the way to Yang Xuan.
"Mr. Lang, this is the person who is insulting."
Huang has not been granted posthumous title, so he is just a transparent person now.
According to the rules, if Yang Xuan succeeds in his rebellion, after he ascends the throne, his biological mother will be granted the title of queen.
Of course, there will be many people who abide by the so-called etiquette and law will jump out and say that the deposed crown princess should be granted the title instead of the Huang family.
Yang Xuan raised his eyes, "He is..."
Lin Feibao said: "Vice-General Ding Yuan."
"Vice General Ding, long time no see."
Yang Xuan smiled, his eyes brightened.
Ding Yuan collapsed on the ground and howled, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, look at me! Look at Daliao!"
The old thief stepped forward and said, "Mr. Lang, I have carefully prepared some skills to serve this noble man."
Yang Xuan asked: "Have you ever heard of beheading?"
The old thief shook his head.
"Take a small-eyed fishing net, strip him naked, wrap his body with the fishing net, and strangle him hard. Then, cut off the exposed flesh one by one...with less than 500 cuts. From now on, he will be tortured by Jin Yiwei's people
Come."
The old thief's eyes flashed, "What a great idea! Mr. Lang is a great talent!"
Ding Yuan was stunned.
When two sergeants lifted him up, he suddenly collapsed.
"Deputy Commander Yang, spare your life..."
The trebuchet was useless, and a few wooden pillars were used to build a shelf at the top of the city. Ding Yuan was tied to the shelf.
The old thief held a knife in his hand and looked at Ding Yuan, whose body was strangled by the fishing net. He said affectionately: "My dear, don't worry, I will take care of you right now!"
Yang Xuan was standing on the other side, surrounded by a group of civil and military personnel.
Zhen Siwen came back and brought more than a hundred prisoners.
"Deputy envoy, these are all people who have volunteered to surrender."
Yang Xuan said: "Kill them all!"
The light of the knife flashed.
Heads rolled all over the floor.
Wang Laoer licked his lips, "What a pity."
The common people gathered together and saw such killings. They couldn't help but kneel down, looked at the figure at the top of the city, and said piously to their enemies: