The Praetorian Guard is Yang Guang's most loyal team headquarters, and for them, Yang Guang is not only the owner of the highest power, but also their faith, just like Wu Ming in the hearts of the disciples of the Tang Sect.

For the soldiers of the Praetorian Guard, Yang Guang's death brought them a collapse of faith, and people need faith to live, even if it is drunk and dreaming of death, and it is also a kind of faith.

The faith was shattered, and the shock could not be described in words, but it brought first of all an emotional disorder, and the disordered emotions surged up between the eyebrows, making the expression on the face unbalanced, and it was a kind of sluggishness that did not know how to speak, as if it had been pulled out of the original spirit.

Originally, the fire of life and death in the shadow of the blade and sword was completely quiet at this moment, as if in the coldest extreme north, after the most violent snowfall, there was no breath of life as far as the eye could see.

The disciples of the Tang Sect were the first to come to their senses, because the Divine Son in their hearts had won the victory, and Xiao Yong led the other disciples to shout loudly: "The Divine Son is mighty!"

When the fighting Praetorian Guards were stunned, they broke away from the battle circle and came to Wu Ming's side.

There was a crane cry in the air, Wu Ming jumped up and turned over the back of the cloud crane, and said loudly: "Yang Guang is dead, and those who descend will not be killed." ”

Bang~~ The sound of the equipment falling on the deck, a Praetorian Guard captain fell to his knees, couldn't help crying, and shouted loudly: "The Holy Lord is gone! What should we do!!"

The sadness was ignited by a helpless cry, and the dragon court suddenly became a place of dragon death, and the Praetorian Guards could no longer hold the weapons in their hands, allowing them to fall, and began to cry uncontrollably.

Wu Ming clamped his legs, turned over the clouds and cranes, and flapped his wings and flew in the direction of Taiyuan City.

"Yang Guang is already dead, and those who descend will not be killed. Wu Ming shouted while holding Yang Guang's corpse, and Xiao Yong followed closely with the disciples of the Tang Sect, who also used such shouts to proclaim victory.

Flying over the collapsed city wall of Taiyuan, Wu Ming and they entered the city of Taiyuan, at this time Taiyuan was ruined everywhere, those crooked buildings, corpses in different costumes, and the cries of the common people, undoubtedly crying about the war for each other, there is no winner at all.

Flying ten miles in the city, overlooking the fireworks coming out of the broken eaves and walls, the glory of the past was lost most of it after the war, I don't know why, Wu Ming had a deep regret in his heart.

The Queen Mother felt Wu Ming's mood fluctuations and said, "Xiao Ming, you can't be affected by the memory of the nine days!"

Is his sadness infected by the memory of Uncle Jiutian? Wu Ming didn't know, so he could only continue to shout loudly: "Yang Guang is dead, and those who descend will not be killed." ”

At this time, Xiao Yong reminded loudly: "Divine son, there is a pterosaur knight in front of you. ”

Wu Ming said loudly: "Be on guard!

Sure enough, the menacing dragoons saw that Yang Guang was held high, obviously no longer alive, they showed that they were so overwhelmed, they just watched Wu Ming and them gallop past in front of their eyes, heading in the direction of the inner city.

Wu Ming's voice of vitality just now had already made Wei Wentong a little at a loss, and it took a lot of effort for him to stabilize the hearts of the generals, and he just sent the Wing Dragon Beast Knight to take a look.

No one thought that in less than a quarter of an hour, Wu Ming had already appeared in the air holding Yang Guang's corpse, and every loud shout was a major blow to morale, and the faces of Zhao Gui and Wei Wentong became extremely ugly!

On the contrary, Li Shimin can finally breathe a sigh of relief, he knows that the crisis of the Li family has been over, Wu Ming did not appear in the battle yesterday, he has already expected Wu Ming's plan, so he will give up the garrison of the east gate, and use the plan to lure the enemy into the depths of the plan, Yang Guang's main force was pulled into Taiyuan City, for which Taiyuan City paid a great price.

For Li Shimin, these costs are the bargaining chips for this life-and-death gamble, if Wu Ming can't take Yang Guang before the other party breaks through the inner city, then the Li family will be the end of destruction, on the contrary, it is the victory of the Li family's activities, and the so-called wealth and wealth are in danger, which is roughly the case!

Li Yuan happily hugged Li Shimin and said, "Shimin, did you hear that? Yang Guang is dead! Yang Guang is dead!"

Li Shimin smiled slightly and said, "Father, we finally got through!"

Li Shimin walked up to the city wall and shouted: "The tyrant is dead! Reinforcements have arrived! Brothers, follow me to launch a counterattack!"

Li Shentong held his halberd high and shouted, "Brothers, kill with me!"

Fifty guards responded in unison, and as Li Shentong jumped down from under the city wall, he launched a counterattack first.

Seeing that Li Shentong had taken the lead and had already taken the lead in rushing into the enemy formation, Li Yuan pulled out his accessories, followed closely behind with Duan Zhixuan and three hundred personal guards, jumped off the city wall, and launched an offensive.

When the soldiers of the Li family saw that the main general of their family had launched a charge, their morale suddenly increased greatly, and the Li family clan members naturally did not give up this opportunity to fight the water dogs, and they also launched their soldiers into the counterattack.

On the one hand, the morale is greatly boosted, and on the other hand, the morale is completely facing collapse, how can this battle be fought? Wei Wentong and Zhao Gui are both battle-hardened generals, and they have a tacit understanding to choose to retreat!

Li Shimin did not let the soldiers choose to chase and fight, their pursuit only stopped when they reached the front line of the city gate, and Wu Ming did not continue to pursue in the air, but directly flew to the Burning Eagle Cliff camp with the disciples of the Tang Sect, in this battle, the Tang Sect only lost eight phoenix spirit beast knights.

In the Burning Eagle Cliff camp, Wu Ming complied with the reservation and handed Yang Guang's body to Zhang Xutuo, Zhang Xutuo had mixed feelings on his face when he took Yang Guang, and he asked in a deep voice, "Does the Holy Lord have any last wishes?"

Wu Ming said: "He asked the old man, you don't have to worry about his affairs anymore." ”

Zhang Xutuo looked at Yang Guang, whose eyes were closed, and said, "I can't worry about it for long, don't worry, I'll send you home." ”

After saying that, Zhang Xutuo held Yang Guang in his arms and walked into the big tent, his steps were extremely heavy.

Wu Ming didn't follow into the big tent, he turned to Xiao Yong and said, "Let a few brothers send the sacrificed disciples back to Buzhou Mountain first, and Elder Tang will arrange for them to go home." ”

Xiao Yong's expression was a little gloomy, and he said: "They all died well, and they are worthy of the name of the disciples of the Tang Sect." ”

"The disciples of the Tang Sect are all good!" Wu Ming turned around, he walked to the side of the Turning Cloud Crane, and said, "I'll go and see the situation on Pei Ju's side, you wait for the old man's mood to be better, let him go." ”

Xiao Yong said that he understood, Wu Ming stepped on the Cloud Crane and with a crane roar, the Cloud Crane flapped its wings and left the Burning Eagle Cliff camp.