The sound of the horn is the order of attack. When she rushed up the last ladder, she heard the sound of piercing through the air. Cuiwei closed tens of thousands of arrows and fired them at once. She only had time to see the sharp arrow leaving the tail, the arrow head
A sharp hook flashed, and a cold light shone sharply in the darkness. The dense arrows shot out along the wind, but did not lose any accurate head in the storm and dark night.
The sound of cutting the arrows was endless. While the arrow formation was released, the great Zhou soldiers surrounding them also rushed to slash and slash. The thunder cavalry would kill the enemy in the arrow formation, and almost no one had no arrows inserted into them.
But the flesh and blood body cannot be twisted like steel bars and iron bones. Their bloody wounds were washed by heavy rain. Their movements were slow and they could slash off the enemy's heads as hard as the blade.
The torch was difficult to ignite in the rain. The battlefield where a black front was originally killed was illuminated by two lightning flashes in the sky. At this moment, the Qinghong sword burst and emitted a huge sword energy. The piercing arrows were pierced by this.
Ling Ran's sword energy shook down, and huge thunder roared from the clouds in the sky. Xiahou Zhan's rugged and cold body stood tall in the dazzling tragic light.
"General!!"
Whose voice was shouting at the city gate? Fu Yanche looked in the voice and saw Shen Qingluo's anxious and extremely painful figure under the flashing thunder. His heart was shocked. Then he saw Xue Yixuan who appeared immediately and finally understood everything.
Shen Qing saw Xiahou Zhan and the Lei Cavalry warriors hit so many arrows. Seeing him covered in blood, she shouted desperately, but amid the thunder and rain, her voice seemed so insignificant. This tall city pass was a hundred meters long.
Zhiyao was separated by two worlds. This was the birthplace and the Dead Sea. She jumped and waved, but she didn't know if the general saw her.
Fu Yanche moved slightly, his eyes full of complex and forbearance, and he spoke coldly at the soldiers behind him, "Take someone to take her back safely!"
"Yes!" He just pushed the entourage and ran away, then took several soldiers away and rushed towards Princess Su Yue on the other end.
The crossbowmen tapped the cold arrows again, and Shen Qing rushed over immediately when he heard the sound, "Stop! Stop!"
The soldiers holding the crossbow did not move at all. Shen Qing wanted to grab their crossbow. The city gate with a faint light shadow was disturbed by her. She snatched one but couldn't grab the rest of the countless crossbows in her hand.
Like a bullet with only one bullet, she could not stop all this from happening.
The entourage running in the rain looked panicked, "Princess, stop quickly. If you don't stop, the Lord will be angry!"
"Fu Yanche, where is he!? Where is he!?"
Shen Qing thought of the supreme cold-blooded man, and remembered the figure he saw before running to Chengguan. Only he could stop all this. Shen Qing wanted to run to Chengguan to find him, but the soldier behind him
He grabbed her hands, "Hey, grab it quickly!"
"Let go, what are you doing? Let go!" Shen Qing struggled desperately, but the follower dared not approach and spoke in a tight voice, "Princess, the Lord ordered us to take you back. If you can't cooperate, we have to offend a lot. Hurry up
, take Princess Suyue back to the pavilion."
Just as the follower turned around, he almost ran into Princess Xue who was standing behind him. A look of surprise flashed in his eyes. He bowed and bowed and saluted simply, and wanted to take the person away. Shen Qing jumped anxiously, and was beaten by the soldier who didn't have to work too hard.
After dragging two steps, Zou Ran heard the sound of the horn again. She panicked. Thinking of the figure of Xiahou Zhan who had seen the moment of lightning and thunder, she also wanted to slide over tens of millions of cold swords as painful as if she was so dull.
She was willful in her own persistence, but forgot about the unstable crisis around her, saying that she would accompany him to live and die, and that she would accompany him to fight to kill the enemy, but in the end she would only cause him to fall into a crisis and be on the verge of life and death!
The cheeks were already unable to tell whether it was tears or rain. She endured the regret that was so overwhelming in her heart. She grabbed the soldier who was driving her knees and threw them. The soldier beside her staggered and she waited for an opportunity to suck her.
He opened one hand, and almost at the same time, the other hand was also escaped from the trap. He twisted the soldier beside him and pushed it away with his backhand. He turned around and found that it was Xue Yixuan who had subdued another soldier who was holding her.
With a few simple and neat moves, the soldier fell to the ground in pain. Only then did Shen Qing realize that Xue Yixuan's kung fu was also good at kung fu. She had no time to tell whether it was hostility or good intentions. The sound of the horn that shook the sky and the earth resounded throughout.
There was a night sky with lightning and thunder. This time she stared at Fu Yanche where she was standing, but it was only another hundred meters away.
The relationship between her and Fu Yanche is actually not at all entangled. I just don’t know if God is joking with her. The marriage in the previous life was intertwined, but this life was filled with such hatred.
It is false to say that she is not moved. Every time she looks up at the face she is above, she always sees herself in the past, she loves money, but she tries her life to learn a lot of skills, because she wants to be by his side.
Be his wife and integrate into the world where he lives.
In this life and two lives, there is always another opportunity to choose. God gave her another choice. She said goodbye to her previous life and chose the lifestyle that will never be the most similar to her. She thought she had done her best and would never be able to do it again.
Relying on others to survive, but in the end, she still hasn't changed. But this time, she harmed another person, another person who treats her like a treasure, holds her in the palm of her hand, and always loves her.
They all have something they insist on, two hundred meters away from the cold peak, and it touched the painful hearts of three ends on this biting cold rainy night.
Fu Yanche was also looking at him. Shen Qing knew that even if she rushed to him with great difficulty, even if she knelt down and kowtowed him desperately, he would not speak up and let go of Xiahou Zhan who was deeply trapped.
A trace of despair, the next moment, she turned to the highest point in front of the city gate.
"Qingluo!" Fu Yanche exclaimed loudly, and rushed over from that side. He had never been so scared in his life. The only woman who was moved and cherished would stand in such a dangerous place like this.
Shen Qing was wearing men's clothes, and her whole body was already wet by the rain. The powerful wind and rain were roaring and howling desperately at the height of the place. The strong wind blew her robe and danced wildly. Her thin body seemed to be covered by the rapid wind in the next moment.
take away.
"Qingluo, come down, come down quickly!"
Fu Yanche approached her nervously little by little, and reached out to pull her back in the rain. She stood in the position of the outskirts of the city gate. It seemed that with a slight touch, it would disappear instantly, "Qingluo, come back, don't do such a thing."
This is not what he wants to see, not what he wants to get.