Wu Xuan gave an order, but Chen Xuande didn't move, just looked at him hesitantly, and said, "But..."

Being supported by a junior, Chen Xuande didn't feel uncomfortable in his heart, Xiao'er had already told him, and he had seen the ability of Wuxian and Bei Jinghong, so he naturally had a choice.

He only has one son left, if this person is really a famous master, as long as he doesn't do anything sorry for the Northern Regions, then what's the point of expressing his position?

His hesitation at this time was not because he was being supported, but because he was worried about Wuxian's safety, but before he finished speaking, Wuxian threw a cold look at him, making him subconsciously silence.

But in the end, he still remembered that the person in front of him was Chen Jiangliu's father, and Wuxian had to explain, "I have my own means, you are here, I can't use it..."

Chen Xuande looked at Wuxian like this, and subconsciously responded yes in his mouth. When they came back to their senses, they had to take the men and horses to sweep away the dwarf southerners who were about to surround them, and the horses rode back to the city at a gallop to wait for them.

After Chen Xuande and his party left, the pressure of Wuxian doubled, but they still had to stumble the footsteps of the enemy army and let them not get too close to the city.

In such a situation, it is inevitable that the immortal will hang colors, and even the handsome face has a small wound, oozing blood. Although the armor on his body was tattered, there was little blood to be seen.

All because of this, if it weren't for the fact that he missed his sweetheart and put it on, he didn't know what would have become of him today!

Wuxian smiled bitterly on his face, but his subordinates were not ambiguous at all, and the long sword shook and swung like a blood flower, and the fallen person looked like he was undoubtedly with ordinary people except for the bloody wound on his neck, and because of such precise means, he was even more chilled by the enemy soldiers.

Seeing that the long arm of the Immortal reaped a lot of life, followed by a long roar that looked up to the sky, his legs clamped the horse's belly, and he jumped out of the encirclement under the gaze of the crowd with their jaws dropping.

Even the Xiliang people were full of surprise at this time, they have always been the strongest people from the five countries, but seeing that person was just a long roar and then his face was solemn and his whole body was tense and clamped around the horse's belly, just like this, he jumped over the enemy's head, such a great thing, even if he stood on the opposite side, they could only admire, what the Xiliang people worshipped was strength.

But in the end, war is still war, if it is in peacetime, they are still willing to shout and shout, but at this time, as enemies, they only have a heavy heart.

Fortunately, there is only one person in front of him, if there are a few more, these cowards will retreat, and the rough mine Xiliang general led by him glanced at the southerners beside him, raised the long knife in his hand, and shouted loudly, "Chase me, this person's identity is not simple, capture me alive, I have a reward for the general..."

The Xiliang soldiers screamed wildly and followed Wuxian, and a group of southerners also gritted their teeth to follow, and at this moment, Wuxian, who they thought had escaped, suddenly rode around and threw something at them ten zhang away.

Just when the enemy was stunned, the corners of Wuwu's lips were a little wildly hooked, and he silently counted in his heart, "Five... Three... One... Bang ......"

In the heart of the innocent, there was a simulated bang, and at that time, the things thrown into the ranks of the enemy army also responded to the "bang" sound, and sparks were everywhere.

The air currents that could tear apart people's bodies wafted open, followed by a series of screams.

When the smoke and dust cleared, a huge crater about two feet deep and two zhang wide was blown up on the ground in the middle of the enemy army, and countless enemy soldiers were lying on the edge of the pit.

There was also a group of intact enemy soldiers who were so frightened by the sudden scene that they couldn't come back to their senses that they stood there stupidly, and the soldiers of the Northern Regions on the city wall who watched took a deep breath.

Rao had already seen some of the strange things that Wuxian took out in an emergency, and Bei Jinghong was still shocked at this time.

This splendid is really amazing, I don't know how many times I sighed... Wuwu really picked up the baby bump, and his uncle, he could also retire successfully, and Bei Jinghong leisurely tapped his palms with a mountain and river fan, and his eyes also faded with worry.

"This, this... Marshal North, that's... What's going on? Is it Heavenly Punishment? Or is it the means that the king and the prince are talking about....."

These soldiers on the city wall came back to their senses, inevitably curious, and finally pushed and shoved a person who walked out, he stumbled and considered his rhetoric, and finally faced this little bit of fine skin and tender meat, not at all like the marshal who fought on the battlefield.

The title of marshal was still sealed by Bei Jinghong himself, and before he left the imperial capital, he reached an agreement with the goal of the little emperor who was suppressed today and looked incapable.

In order to show his sincerity, the little emperor gave him three blank decrees with seals, I have to say that this is already great sincerity, but this is more sincere than what Bei Jinghong has paid for, this sincerity is too shallow.

But Wu Wu didn't care, so he didn't say much, and before shouting outside the camp, Bei Jinghong filled in with his own pen, and became a marshal in an instant.

And Wuxian followed as the nephew of Bei Jinghong, so for a while, others didn't know what to call it, and at this time, the people who watched the means of Wuxian were panicked and frightened, which made Bei Jinghong smile a little more.

I don't know what nickname will come out after this cold-faced Hades? Bei Jinghong smiled and tapped the mountain and river fan in the palm of his hand, but he didn't know that in the eyes of others, it was the fox's expression that began to calculate.

Suddenly, there was no one within a foot of the North Shocking Hong, and the retreat of Qi Brush, the North Shocking Hung choked in his throat, and inhaled fiercely, which suppressed the roar that was about to come out

"This is his means, I think that our uncle and nephew have been living abroad for more than ten years, and his luck is not bad, he met a master who escaped from the world in the mountains, his skills are all taught by people outside the party, those skills are superb, and they are also the miracles of that person, but I don't want to, and now I just use it to protect my northern territory, it's really a great good....."

What Bei Jinghong said was very sincere, but it was too unbelievable, unbelievable, these rough people who could only hold weapons in their hands and only knew how to fight on the battlefield doubted the truth or falsehood.

They stared at Bei Jinghong with wide eyes and sighed at the past, and their hearts beat drums! If they believe it, it is really too unbelievable, and if they don't believe it, the miracle is right in front of them.

Didn't you see the big pit, didn't you see the corpses lying horizontally on the edge of the big pit? The whole corpses that fell well, and the bad ones, I'm afraid they were all divided.

This scene is too terrifying, so terrifying that they don't dare to think deeply, those who are careful have stopped at this moment, Bei Jinghong saw all this in his eyes, and the fox smiled a little deeper, but the color of his eyes became more and more difficult to distinguish.

But at this moment, the enemy army who came back to their senses was also panicked, but with a roar, the murderous aura became stronger

"Don't retreat, today we must take this person down, today we are standing on the land of the Northern Regions, if one day this person goes to our land, let me ask, our family, what about our hometown?"

This Xiliang man is the general who despises the southerners, and the long knife in his hand was held and waved fiercely by his broken palm, until he heard the whistling sound brought by the blade, he sat on horseback, glanced at the soldiers beside him, and said with great incendiary force

"We have no reason to retreat, whether we are for the rich land of the Northern Regions, or for the food we have to protect, or for the family we must protect, we will win....."

"Victory.... Victory..... Victory ..... "Everyone has a scale, everyone has something he wants to insist on, at this time these people's hearts are extremely close, and even the murderous spirit and morale are better than just now."

The general's eyes flashed with satisfaction, and he waved his knife fiercely and said loudly, "Go, kill me ......." The place where his scimitar was pointing was where the one man and one horse stood alone.