The sky is falling apart! On the ground outside Tianfu City in front of him, only these four words can be used to describe it.

Xu Zizhen laughed, put his hands to his mouth and shouted: "Little Si, Lao Tzu told you that there is a magic circle, how is it, is it cool?" Hahaha! ”

A herald rushed out of the city: "Mr. Xu, Chitose asked you if you want to pursue the Jin people?" ”

Xu Zizhen said: "Chasing a fart, I finally scared him away...... Oh, you let Chitose decide, but my advice is not to chase it, that's all. ”

The herald replied and went back to the city, and when he left, he looked at the fire outside the city, and his eyes were full of admiration and admiration for Xu Zizhen.

At this time, Wushu was full of buzzing sounds, he was blown up, he only knew to run back like a desperate person, and he didn't even know that his helmet fell off, the north wind blew through his neck, Wushu shivered, and suddenly woke up.

"Phew!" Wushule stopped his horse, turned to look at the field he was in just now, his eyes were scorched black, and countless ditches crisscrossed the ground, and there were many corpses inside and outside the ditches, and some of them were still howling miserably.

Ying Tianfu is the capital of the Great Song Dynasty, and the official road outside the city is not the same as other places, not to mention the wider road surface, and it is densely compacted with stones of similar size, so the advantage is that it is not afraid of muddy water on rainy days, but it is such a small stone that makes the former army of Wushu suffer enough today.

The power of the gunpowder that exploded just now was not great, but when it exploded, those stones were like projectiles in a firecracker, and there were such bullets all over the ground, flying densely all over the sky, forming a firepower cover without dead ends in that fire chessboard, and many golden soldiers were not killed by the explosion, but were killed by stones.

Wushu's heart was dripping blood, and most of the 23,000 lives were gone, and the rest were crippled even if they were alive, and this face-to-face battle was a very heavy blow to his right army.

Everyone in the city was dumbfounded, no one expected Xu Zizhen's move, and no one might believe it when he said it, burying the gunpowder under the ground and blowing it up within a radius of a few hundred steps, this kind of routine was simply unheard of.

Among these people present, only a few people such as Zhao Gou and Gao Pujun quickly figured out the mystery of this, which is nothing more than digging countless tunnels under the ground of that plain in advance, and then burying gunpowder and pulling the fuse, and detonating it when the Jin people set foot on this range, but there is no ventilation in the tunnel, and the fuse is likely to be extinguished halfway through the fire, how did Xu Zizhen make the fuse burn all the way to the end? They can't figure this out.

Although Xu Zizhen was triumphant, he still admired Wushu very much in his heart, more than 100,000 horses, after this earth-shattering explosion, they quickly stabilized their positions, and so many people retreated in an orderly manner, and they did not seem too flustered.

Although his face was proud, his heart was not relaxed, just now he killed so many golden soldiers with his hands, I was afraid that he would wave his army and press him in anger, and the remaining 80,000 golden soldiers would not be able to withstand it if they really played with their lives.

Wushu still kept calm, he took a deep breath of cold air, stabilized his emotions, and for a moment he wanted to make the whole army press with a wave of the flag, but reason overcame impulse, and the right army looked at the strong soldiers and horses, and there were many people, but it was not the end of the Ying Tianfu, and it was impossible to lose too many troops in this place.

He quickly weighed the pros and cons, and said slowly: "Pass the order, and the whole army will retreat twenty miles." ”

Kulie'er and a group of Jin generals were grief and indignation, waiting for the order of Wushu, so many sons died tragically, if the general Ying Tianfu was captured, the whole city would have to be bloodied to relieve the hatred in their hearts, but when they heard that Wushu was going to retreat, everyone clamored.

"Your Highness, you can't retreat!"

"Yes, the Song people are just using some tricks, what is there to be afraid of?"

"The last general is going to fight!"

Wushu glanced at everyone coldly, and everyone immediately stopped talking, and the flag was unfurled, and the army slowly retreated.

Everyone at the head of the city watched the Jin army withdraw, and suddenly burst into earth-shattering cheers, Zhao Gou and other officials secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and the sergeants were so excited that they forgot their shapes, and hugged each other's shoulders and patted their backs in celebration.

"Mr. Xu is so good, a magic circle is a golden bullshit and piss."

"What gentleman, it should be called Xu Daxian, which gentleman have you ever seen who can make immortal law?"

"But isn't it, it seems that Xu Daxian is here, and I am expected to be in the Song Dynasty!"

Praise was all over the city, Zhao Gou listened to it in his ears, his expression did not change, but his eyes were slightly cold, and he was faintly unhappy in his heart, Xu Zizhen kept saying that he respected himself, but he still concealed many things, such as the earth-shattering explosion just now, as well as the battle of those martial artists of Yingtian Academy, and Xu Zizhen is now more and more famous, and even the children in Yingtianfu City only know that there is Mr. Xu Da but don't know who the prefect is, is it okay to go on like this?

However, Zhao Gou still held it down after all, firstly, he was also a little strong, and secondly, he was indeed inseparable from Xu Zizhen now, especially the word "future" that Xu Zizhen said to him several times and three times, which really made him look forward to it very much.

But this small change in his eyes was inadvertently captured by the dark green, and the little girl chuckled in her heart, and hurriedly turned her head to think about it when she didn't see it.

Wen Xian often accompanied her father Wen Chengyan when she was very young, accompanied him to deal with official affairs and watched him handle cases, and she also learned a lot from the officialdom with dark green ears and eyes, and her emotional intelligence was extremely high, usually she could see a lot of things from a look from others, so even if Zhao Gou covered it up well, she understood it.

Dark Green didn't say it to Wen Xian immediately, but hid this scene in his heart.

Xu Zizhen returned with a great victory, and received hero-like treatment, countless soldiers and civilians flocked to the city, and a pair of blazing eyes were focused on him, even with eight hundred martial artists and Yan Zhao Gaozhong, they were a little fluttering, although they did not contribute much to this victory.

Zhao Gou personally led everyone down to the city to greet him, with a kind smile on his face, Xu Zizhen hurriedly dismounted, and was held by Zhao Gou.

"Zizhen, you have made another contribution to my Great Song Dynasty."

Xu Zizhen said with a smile: "This is my internal matter, it's not worth mentioning, it's not worth mentioning." ”

Zhao Gou frowned, what is the matter? Has he really made it his duty to lead his army to the enemy?

Xu Zizhen didn't know that his unintentional misuse of words was misunderstood by Zhao Gou, and he was still smiling heartlessly, and there were cheers everywhere around him, which was for him alone.

"Mr. Xu! Mr. Xu! Mr. Xu! ……”

Zhao Gou patted him affectionately: "Zizhen, it's not early, you should be hungry too, why don't you go to my house for a few drinks?" Xu Zizhen was worried about a few beloved wives, and just wanted to refuse, Zhao Gou said again, "By the way, you will also tell me the details of today's big victory, how about it?" ”