Chapter 374: Drive these pigs off my city wall! (2)
The Ninth Princess ordered that everyone would follow!
Scandal to the soldiers who were rushing to escape under the city wall, Murong Wushuang narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Xuanyuan Ji and his army in the distance, shouting loudly
"Xuanyuan Ji, you hear that this princess not only wants to retake Wenxue Pass, but also wants to kill to Feixue City, so that the emperor of the Ice and Snow Kingdom will bow to me!"
While saying this, she quietly used the wind magic to send the sound out
The originally not loud voice, with the help of the wind, I saw Xuanyuan Ji and the tens of thousands of troops he did not attack clearly.
The voice was clear and cold, but it was solemn and murderous.
Combined with the howling wind, the heart is tightened instinctively
Xuanyuan Ji held the horse's slaughter and clenched his fist, roaring angrily
"A proud little thing, Xuanyuan Ji swore to the sky that I want to capture you alive, throw it into my camp and let others humiliate you!"
His voice was originally shouting with internal energy, full of energy
Unfortunately, facing the north wind, it was blown away directly, and it seemed to be powerless
Despite this, Murong Wushuang on the city wall still heard it vaguely
Lifting the corners of her lips, a cold smile appeared on her face
This made her angry. This general Xuanyuan Ji was far inferior to his grandfather and others.
The army of Ice and Snow Country hangs its horse's head and retreats to Wenxue Pass
On the city wall, Tingfeng Town Guards, covered in wounds, then they let out a long sigh.
Turning around, slid across the soldiers covered with wounds and blood, Murong Wushuang frowned slightly.
"Thank you hard to defend the city, thank you everyone! General Xiahou is responsible for defending the city, others clean up the battlefield, treat the wounded soldiers, and return to the city to rest!"
The soldiers acted quickly and lifted the seriously injured person down the city wall. Xiahou Yinyue walked over, took the broken flag from Murong Wushuang's hand, and tied the flagpole again with a cloth belt and a rope.
During this time, Changkong Qingyu also dragged his right leg, who was stabbed, and wanted to kneel down to pay homage to Murong Wushuang.
Skipping down the battlement, Murong Wushuang raised his hand to hold his arm
"General, don't say much. I see how everyone sticks to you. It's a great blessing for me to have you!"
Listening to her words, whether it was the clear rain in the sky or the soldiers, a warm feeling rose in her heart.