Ahh

Chen Sui spun and fell to the ground, and let out a terrible scream, and the intense pain made him sober up instantly. When I opened my blood-red eyes, I saw the long sword that I was holding tightly!

My sword is still there, I'm still alive.

Then the battle is far from over!

In front of Chen Sui's Cheng, a cavalryman rushed towards him with a whining cry, the spear in his hand pointed straight at him, looking at the smile on his face that suddenly burst out in fear, like the stubborn monkey he caught in the mountains when he was a child!

Chen Sui was still lying on the ground, as if he had fainted, but the corners of his eyes had already been stretched into an awe-inspiring arc, like a hunter lurking in the shadows.

The moment the war horse galloped, Chen Sui's palm suddenly rolled to the side, and the spear slid against his shoulder armor made of fine iron, rubbing out a brilliant spark, and then suddenly stabbed into the soil, and the tip of the spear raised a foot high in dust!

During the rolling, the long sword in Chen Sui's hand swept towards the horse's belly like a clear water light, drawing a shocking rift!

The war horse screamed, and fell to the ground suddenly in the rapid running, blood and fallen internal organs were spilled on the ground, and the cavalry that attacked Chen Sui was thrown off the saddle at the moment of falling to the ground, and was colliding with another rushing war horse, and the head was kicked by the horse's hooves directly like a watermelon, and the red and white thing splashed the war horse.

At this moment, Chen Sui was lying on the ground like a corpse. Although he had just cut down with a sword, he was also kicked back by the war horse, and he immediately broke an unknown number of bones! He spat a mouthful of bloody phlegm, and a fierce look burst out of his eyes, and he knew in his heart that he would definitely not be able to go back today.

Chen Sui stood up with his sword, and finally stood up with all his strength, and there were constantly war horses galloping past him, but by chance he didn't pay attention to him, the dying man. He looked slightly to the south, where there was a city with red flags fluttering on its walls.

Langfu, the last barrier of Yunzhou, must not be lost!

Chen Sui spat blood and stared at the Langfu city wall, and his vigorous appearance seemed to be about to stare out his eyes! He took a long breath, and his face was extremely resolute! It was like a reef in the waves, let your wind blow and the waves blow, I would not move!

"The Great Wei Army! Hold Langfu! Fight to the death and not retreat!"

With the gushing of blood and tears, Chen Sui roared out the last sound of his life! The voice echoed in the battlefield for a long time, and I don't know how many resonances it aroused among the soldiers of the Great Wei Army!

"People are in the city, and they will not retreat!"

"People are in the city, and they will not retreat!"

"People are in the city, and they will not retreat!"

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The battle intent that burst out in an instant even briefly affected the battle situation on the field, and the cavalry unit of the Great Wei Army, which had already been surrounded by the captives and was already on the verge of despair, suddenly burst out with an incomparably surging battle intent!

They no longer cared about the number of enemies and us, and rushed forward one by one with red eyes and roaring and shouting, slashing with guns and bayonets, and rushing to kill with horses, and actually tore a gap in the encirclement that the cavalry had completed!

The adjutant general looked back and looked deeply in Chen Sui's direction, his eyes reddened. He immediately raised his hand and wiped the corners of his eyes with the cold sleeves soaked in blood, and the distractions in his eyes were gone, leaving only the belief in seeing death as home and the determination to die with the enemy!

"Brothers, rush with me! Avenge Brother Chen!"

In the roar of the adjutant general, the men and horses, which originally numbered more than 2,000 people, but were now less than 1,000 horsemen, rushed out. But instead of returning, they launched a resolute assault deeper into the army of captives!

The ambition of the battle, there is death and no life!

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"Another one!" 168 Library

A sentence suddenly rose behind Chen Sui, and then Chen Sui's whole person suddenly exploded, and the broken flesh and stumps burst out in all directions! On the hilt of the long sword standing on the ground, there was also a clenched severed hand, which was swaying back and forth alone, as if unwilling to be for the master.

Chen Sui's face still maintained a solemn and resolute look, but unfortunately at this moment he only had a head left, and he was grabbed by the hair by a burly figure, as if showing off his trophies.

With a punch, the mountain elder suddenly blasted Chen Sui's entire skull, and the red and white things splashed all over his face! He felt the fading warmth from the fragments of flesh and blood on his face, and his burly body began to tremble slightly, like a male lion awakened by the smell of blood, and he was getting more and more excited because of the death of his prey!

"Where's next?!"

The mountain elder muttered to himself, his figure disappeared like a ghost, and said that a Great Wei army soldier had all exploded and died!

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On the gate tower of Langfu City, a pair of iron fists smashed the city wall, and the shattered gravel was embedded in Wei Jin's flesh, but he was unconscious! Zheng Pingfei also had a cold face, but his face was calm, and his eyes were flashing, obviously trying his best to calculate the best countermeasure!

Just now, there were several bad news below, five or six vanguard generals who led the cavalry troops of the Great Wei Army were all attacked by unknown powerhouses, except for a few people who returned injured, everyone else died immediately and tragically, obviously the wolf king let those strong men behind him do it!

At this moment, Zheng Pingfei did not send Shang Zhengyu and them out in time, but he always had a faint concern in his heart: he was afraid that this was a trap set by the wolf king. If Shang Zhengyu and the others are injured, I'm afraid the situation will completely fall to the side of the captive!

But the world is unpredictable, at the moment when Zheng Ping hesitated, Duan Yifei, who was originally light and breezy, suddenly burst out with an awe-inspiring momentum, and the whole person was like an unsheathed sword, exuding endless brilliance and majestic battle intent!

"Feixian, let's go!"

Just by informing him, Duan Yifei immediately jumped down from the city wall several zhang high, and a cold cloud-like mist rose from the soles of his feet, supporting him all the way, gliding all the way into the battlefield below.

Holding the sword technique with both hands, an extremely cold true qi condensed in front of him, and several finger-thick ice edges condensed in the cold mist, instantly bursting out in all directions with his internal strength!

The seven or eight captive warriors who had gathered around him when they saw him fall were instantly pierced through the throat by the ice edge, and there was no exception! Each of them had a look of disbelief in his eyes, but in a moment he lost his lust and fell from his horse in a dejected manner, and his life was completely lost.

Duan Yifei seemed to have done a trivial thing that was insignificant to him, as simple as eating and drinking. He leaned on his horse's back, and his figure suddenly blurred, and by the time he reappeared, he was already a few feet away.

Wei Jin and Zheng Pingfei stared at the blue figure in disbelief, because wherever he passed, there would be a captive's head swept up, and no matter how brave the enemy around him was, that blue figure was always moving towards his target unhurriedly, and there was a burly strong man standing there, as if he had discovered Duan Yifei's breath, and was waiting for the arrival of the opponent solemnly!

Ling Feixian's face condensed slightly, it was because that figure was so far away, and just her breath brought her a lot of pressure! This showed that this person was definitely a master, and he was definitely superior to Senior Brother Duan and himself in terms of cultivation!

"I and Senior Brother Duan are responsible for dragging this person, and the rest of the Hou Ye will decide for himself!"

Ling Feixian left this sentence and floated away, his body was even more ethereal than Duan Yifei, and the whole person seemed to turn into a beautiful light and shadow, passing through the battlefield. A crane-like sword roar sounded, and the sword was unsheathed, and after the cold light, what was left was a captive head!

"What a handsome skill, this kind of cultivation is the artistic conception you once told me, it's really incredible, killing the enemy is like chopping melons and vegetables!"

Duan Yifei and Ling Feixian shot one after another, and Wei Jin's blood was boiling. His eyes lit up, his fists clenched and he trembled in front of him. He completely put aside his identity as the Nine Emperor Princes and the King of Liao, roared loudly like those soldiers, raised his fists and fell repeatedly, and finally turned into a long laugh: "Come on, bring the vermilion lacquer drumming on the city gate tower to this king to move here, and this king will personally drum and cheer for my Great Wei army!"

Lei Qianxing and Old General Mu Yuntian, who were standing behind them, looked at Wei Jin, who had already devoted himself to the battlefield, and the corners of their eyes suddenly became a little moist. Compared with those princes who don't care about the people's sufferings and only know how to fight for power, Wei Jin is the master who is truly pleasing and convincing.

It's a pity that it would be great if the Son of Heaven could pass the throne to the Nine Emperors.

This thought flashed through the minds of the generals on the city gate, and they were immediately expelled from their minds.

Not to mention that this idea is a bit counterproductive, and this is not the time to think about it.

But people are so strange, a simple thought is like a seed buried deep in the hearts of some people, waiting for a moment to take root and sprout.

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