The cold weather didn't seem to dampen everyone's enthusiasm, and Daun Penh Phu was still bustling. Soon the insignia and banner of the Tiger Army were determined, and even Yuruo and Jiya thought that the head of the tiger was even more domineering. Immediately afterwards, it entered the intense production, and the immortal sent additional manpower into the knitting bureau to make it day and night.

In the palace of Xiliang City, Ying Zizhen looked at Baili Muyun, the monarch of the country of Yan who was embarrassed, and understood what he meant. "Since it's so difficult for the king, I'd better leave. ”

Baili Muyun was a little embarrassed. "But where can you go? Alas, I was thinking of uniting with the Han State against the Wei State, but the king of the Han State did not break the sword but shirked and dodged, and with our strength we really hit the stone with an egg!"

"Farewell, take care!"

Outside the city, there was a vast expanse of snow, and the surrounding area was full of silence. Ying Zizhen led Jing Yuan, Jing Han, and the rest of his retinue on a slow and directionless road.

No one spoke, but walked aimlessly, and the sound of the horses stepping on the snow and the sound of the saber crashing against the armor played a mournful music......

Jing Yuan hesitated for a long time and finally broke the silence. "Shizi, where are we going now?"

Winning Zi Lerma stopped, and there was a fork in the road in front of him. The cavalry warriors behind him stopped their horses one after another and stood silently in place.

The road to the west leads to Pingyuan City, and you can go straight through Moon City to reach the Prancing Horse Plain and the Cliff City. Ying Zizhen looked in the direction of the east, there was Rushing City, and there was a person who should be there now.

Jing Han is two years younger than his brother Jing Yuan, the same year as Ying Zizhen, and his personality is less mature and stable than his brother, and more reckless and flamboyant. He said angrily: "I'm afraid that I won't be able to go anywhere now, so let's go back to Plains City, kill him by surprise, even if he dies in battle, he will die in his hometown." ”

"What kind of bullshit are you talking about, is this the time for you to play tricks now?" Brother Jingyuan scolded his brother loudly.

Jing Han has always respected his brother, pursed his lips and turned his head to stop talking.

"Moon City!" Win Zizhen said and rode his horse towards Moon City.

Jing Yuan hurriedly urged the horse to follow, a little puzzled. "Shizi, I'm afraid that the tiger and leopard riders also came from the Prancing Horse Plain, will we meet them before we reach Moon City?"

"So we need to hurry!" said the winner.

Jing Han caught up and interjected: "The prince has a good way, there should be no one who will lead an army to attack Moon City, there are all the money bags in the world, and there are 100,000 of the best mercenaries!"

"Then let me ask you, since other people's armies can't get in, why can we get in?"

"How can we be considered an army? Besides, we can be their mercenaries, and it's too late for them to be happy!"

......

The Jingyuan brothers kept fighting along the way.

I don't know how long I ran, but I saw that the walls of Moon City were close in front of me. Win Zizhen suddenly reined in the reins of the horse, and the horse neighed and stood upright. "I'm afraid we won't be able to get to Moon City!"

The crowd stopped their horses and looked into the distance. A large army came overwhelmed, black and oppressive, and the banners in the sky were extremely dazzling in the snow, and it was impossible to see how many people there were.

Everyone became nervous and looked at Ying Zizhen one after another, with a trace of fear in their eyes.

"It's Malte. Jing Yuan pointed to the handsome flag embroidered with cheetahs in the distance and said.

"Damn! Jing Han's face flushed, like a roaring beast.

Jing Yuan looked angry and roared at his younger brother: "You take the prince and leave quickly, and I will take the people and horses to break the queen." ”

Jing Han secretly glanced at Ying Zizhen and asked softly, "Let's go, where else can we go?"

"Go to Moon City and enter through the East Gate. Jing Yuan thought for a moment. "Or go to Runliu City, Handan City, anywhere. ”

They were also spotted by the army in the distance, and their horses galloped up and outflanked them towards the winner.

"Let's go, or it's too late!" Jing Yuan was unusually anxious, and finally urged towards Win Zizhen.

"Do you want to survive standing on your corpse?" Win Zizhen looked at him coldly, raising his spear upright. The cavalry behind them quickly dispersed, maintaining the position of the charge.

Jing Yuan sighed, so he clenched his spear and raised his spear as he stared at the roaring army in the distance.

Winner stared at the knight holding the banner on the other side, even without the Soul Eater Spear, he could easily rush into the army and stab the cold spear in his hand into the knight's chest. He has to control the rhythm of the battle, and the other side will definitely regroup not far away, and then surround them. Then he must charge before the other party is assembled, although it looks like suicide, but he can also win a glimmer of life.

The corners of Jing Han's mouth rose slightly, outlining a vicious arc, his strong forearms were already filled with strength, and the muscles on the back of his hands were beating excitedly, he was waiting for an instruction, an instruction that would unleash his wild power.

As the army approached, you could even see the snow and dust flying from the horses, and the earth trembled with the sound of horses' hooves.

Win Zizhen's furrowed brow, he clenched his spear and urged his horse violently. "Rush!" the order was given, and the arrow from the string galloped away.

Four hundred knights instantly launched a charge, and the army, which had not yet had time to assemble, immediately fell into chaos. Win Zizhen spears burst out, each shot with a breathtaking hiss, and the snow on the ground where he passed was stained red with blood.

The knight holding the handsome flag saw Ying Zizhen rushing towards him, his face turned pale, and shouted to the left and right: "Stop him! Stop him!" The guards next to him hurriedly took their horses in front of him, raised their guns and looked at Ying Zizhen, but they didn't dare to shoot, the two guards looked at each other, a little embarrassed, after all, the person in front of them has always been the son they admire.

The army watched the former prince rush over with his former comrades, and they all seemed a little hesitant and moved even more slowly.

Maltai had already seen the Winning Prince, but when he saw that his army couldn't bear to make a move, he was furious in his heart, and shouted: "Those who kill the rebels will be rewarded, and those who kill the rebel leader Winning Zizhen will be sealed as the Marquis of Wanhu!"

Everyone has been killed by the sudden attack, and there is little chance of forming combat effectiveness quickly. The tiger and leopard riders led by Ying Zizhen obviously did not want to give them a chance to assemble, and they rushed into the army, quickly interspersed. The small group of cavalry, which had barely accumulated, was quickly broken through the middle, and the 20,000-strong army scattered in panic like a flock of sheep that had been scattered.