The spring breeze does not pass the jade gate.

Chaoge, in front of the Jade Gate of Xicheng, Ning Chen stood alone, holding a sword in his right hand and carrying his left hand.

His surroundings were full of wolf smoke and thousands of bones.

There is also the fallen Nalan King Banner.

Before the Yumen Pass, the three thousand light cavalry that were put in, except for those who were killed by their comrades, almost all of the rest were buried in the hands of Ning Chen.

The dust was lifted, the spring breeze came belatedly, and several times it was blown with no effort, and finally lifted a corner of the God of War armor, after which, the spring breeze changed course and blew elsewhere.

It's a good spring breeze that doesn't pass the jade gate.

Wang Chong, the living king of Hades, who had fought for half his life, stared angrily at Ninghetu in front of the Jade Gate, his eyes were almost blood-red, and he was angry and angry.

More than 20,000 arrows, plus several times of cooperation of the Sky Crossbow.

The young man was still unscathed, not only did he not hurt an inch, but he also strangled the three thousand light cavalry under his command cleanly.

Such combat effectiveness is simply shocking.

Wang Chong was in a slight trance, and couldn't help but be at a loss, could it be that the martial arts of the rivers and lakes at the peak of the realm, the lethality of a single person was terrifying to this point?

If this rhythm continues, the world-class record of one person breaking a city in the future will definitely not exist only in mythology.

"You ......"

Wang Zhong hammered the city head with a punch, and in the end, a thousand words, only two words popped out, amazing.

Raising his head again, there were corpses lying on the battlefield for miles outside the city, and his 40,000 private troops were almost wiped out.

And Chen Qingzhi's 8,000 heavy cavalry is clearing the battlefield.

Black wolf smoke rose into the sky.

Wang Chong's pupils suddenly condensed, and in his sight he saw a banner that had been burned to a thousand holes, azure blue, belonging to the Nalan royal family.

It is in the spring breeze, crumbling.

The word Nalan has long been burned.

"The royal banner of my Nalan clan will also fall one day."

Wang Chong's lips trembled, and a pair of tiger eyes contained old tears, this battle was more than tragic.

Tens of thousands of hot-blooded children who were alive before, and now they should be lying down, all of them are lying in the spring breeze, and the so-called green mountains are buried with dry bones everywhere, which is this sad scene, right?

Boom Boom!

The private army that reorganized the ranks formed a charging formation again, and aimed at the west gate.

One of them, at the forefront.

Flag-carrying pioneer, Yuan wolf.

Chen Qingzhi's gaze narrowed slightly, and suddenly, the silver spear swept away, pointing to the Yumen Pass where Ning Chen was located, "The whole army obeys the order, escorts the banner of our king, and enters the city." ”

A moment ago, Wang Chongcai saw the banner of the Nalan royal family, crumbling in the spring breeze.

Now, suddenly seeing the Ningzi Wang Banner, soaring into the clouds, why not be stimulated?

"Ning Hetu, as long as I have a breath left in the ......"

Wang Chong clenched his right hand into a fist, hammered his left chest heavily, and then raised his index finger, pointed to the city not far away, and his pupils burst and said, "I will never tolerate your royal flag, inserted at the head of Chaoge City." ”

Ning Chen raised his head and blew, "Really?" ”

Wang Chong was silent.

And, the last 10,000 private troops in Chaoge City who never left the city began to pile up at the head of the city like ants, and the next moment the arrows were in the air, the long knives were unsheathed, and the roaring and fighting were endless.

"Wang Chong, old man, Chen has heard of your deeds, and it is rumored that it is the number one under Nalan, right?"

Chen Qingzhi grinned lightly, then his eyes flashed, and he spit out four words in a deep voice, "But that's it!" ”

"Young man, how can the military merits that this general earned back then be comparable to you, a rising star?"

Wang Chong was stimulated by Chen Qingyi, his temper became even more impulsive, he grinned, and quenched a mouthful of saliva.

Airplanes!

In the gap between the confrontation between the two armies, countless trills were heard throughout the scene.

The 10,000 private troops at the head of the city of Chaoge, looking at the black heavy horses rolling like a tide under the city, felt a little nervous in their hearts for no reason.

hit this field, and Chaoge basically couldn't keep it.

Now I have to struggle, but it is just a counterattack before death, and it has no impact on the overall situation.

"Snort."

Ning Chen, who had always been silent, began to wipe the Great Liang Dragon Sparrow.

This subtle movement plunged the scene into a dead silence.

After about a breath, Ning Chen rushed forward, and almost at the same time, Yuan Wolf, the pioneer who carried the flag, carried the Ning Ziwang flag on his shoulder, and caught up with Ning Chen's pace.

"Don't you think about it."

With a wave of his hand, the king covered the air with ten thousand arrows.

Ning Chen stopped drinking, and the Great Liang Dragon Sparrow in his hand was directly in the void, cutting a terrifying crack.

Gradually, the speed did not decrease, towards the head of the city.

"Put."

On this side, Chen Qingzhi was also mobilizing his subordinates to clamp down on the private army at the head of Chaoge City.

The two waves of sharp arrows were exchanged, and countless people fell to the ground on their backs.

"Young marshal, the last time, Qingzhi will personally escort you."

Chen Qingzhi tightened the reins of his horse, went beyond the queue, and headed towards Chaoge City, and above his head, several layers of dense locust-like sharp arrows continued to fly.

Approaching two hundred meters, this brave warrior with infinite strength.

It seems that he casually weighed the silver gun in his hand, and then threw his arm, this handle is a good silver gun regardless of material or cost, and it is obliquely pierced to the city.

The impact was so strong that the void was rubbed out of a spark.

Ning Chen took advantage of the situation to raise his head, then jumped up in one step, and gently rested his right foot on the barrel of the gun.

A flick of the void.

It's like a fairy flying in the day, straight to the head of the city.

"This ......"

When Wang Chong saw this scene, he was dumbfounded on the spot, and when he blinked again, the Ningzi Wang Banner was also thrown high into the air.

"From today onwards, in the city of songs, this king has the final say."

Laugh at.

A sword light swept by, and not far away, the banner of King Nalan erected at the head of the city was cut off.

The flag didn't have time to fall down the city.

Ning Chen, who held the Ningzi Wang Banner tightly in his right hand, appeared on the broken flagpole, raised his right arm into the air, and tens of thousands of children roared excitedly under the city, "Thousands of miles of plains, Ningzi Wang Banner, thousands of generations, forever!" ”

"Thousands of generations, forever."

“……”

"Thousands of generations, forever."

Sonorous!

Ning Chen's five fingers were spread out, and the Canglong banner, which was up and down, was finally inserted into the head of Chaoge City.

The wind is like a drum, and the flag is flying.

The sky was clear and blue as snow, and tens of thousands of ordinary residents of the inner city of Chaoge looked at the golden royal flag, erected high on the top of the city wall, and finally realized.

Asahae was defeated.

Defeat is a mess, defeat is unsuccessful.

"Wow."

Wang Chong's eyes widened, and he looked at Ning Chen, who was under the banner of Wang with a complicated expression, and his battle armor was slightly raised, and he directly staggered back a few big steps.

Nalan King Banner, beheaded.

Ningzi Wang Banner, replaced by it.

Ning Chen turned around, his eyes falling to Wang Chong, "What else do you have to say now?" ”

"Ninghe Tu."

Wang gritted his teeth, and was about to make some bold words, but when the words came to his mouth, only a burst of bitterness remained.

Wang Chong, who has fought for half his life, was defeated so miserably for the first time.

"Boom."

The old man, who was over seventy years old and still vigorous, slowly turned his back to Ning Chen, looked at the vast scene of spring grass flying outside the city, and knelt on the ground.

"Old man, defeated."

(End of chapter)