"Third Master, it's Mu Niangzi!" Shi Hu shouted in surprise.

Song Yanzhao also saw it, his face changed suddenly, and he took a step forward eagerly.

The woman who was thrown on the high platform by Huangshan was dressed in white clothes and white skirts, her eyebrows were picturesque, it was Mu Jin, her hands were tied behind her back, her mouth was stuffed with thick strips of cloth, and she was looking anxiously at the city wall.

Song Yanzhao's fists were clenched together, and his face burst out with strong killing intent in an instant.

Huang Shan, who was on the high platform, lifted the woman lying on the stage, and pinched her throat with one hand, forcing her to lift her head.

The woman's raised head was raised proudly, but her eyes looking at Song Yanzhao were extremely anxious, and she slowly shook her head like him, as if signaling him not to act rashly.

Song Yanzhao's fist slammed into the city wall.

Ji Hui, who was standing on the high platform, raised his head and smiled, "Song Yanei, let's meet again, haha, it's really fateful." ”

"Let her go. Song Yanzhao's angry eyes shot straight at Ji Hui.

Ji Hui shook his head with a sigh, "Tut, is it my beloved girl, I can't bear her to suffer?" Don't worry, as long as you cooperate, I won't let her suffer." ”

"What do you want?" Song Yanzhao pursed his lips, closed his eyes, and then opened his eyes, the anger in his eyes dissipated a lot, and his eyes were much clearer.

"What do I want?" Ji Hui looked back and laughed, "Do you still need to ask?"

The force on Huang Shan's hand increased, and the woman was pinched straight by the neck, her face was bruised, but because of the strip of cloth stuffed in her mouth, she couldn't cough, and could only make a pitiful whine.

Song Yanzhao's eyes tightened, and his face became even colder.

A wicked smile appeared at the corner of Huang Shan's mouth, and he looked at Song Yanzhao with gloomy eyes, "Song Yanzhao, if you know each other, you will open the city gate." ”

Song Yanzhao clenched his fists tightly, his lips moved, but he didn't speak.

"Third Master!" Shi Hu whispered anxiously.

There is Huangshan Mountain in the south of Pingshan County, 30,000 soldiers and horses of Jingchang brought by Ji Hui, and 10,000 Southwest Army in the north.

Shi Hu's low cry made Song Yanzhao turn his head to look at him, and his sanity came back a little.

His eyes turned back to the girl who was tightly restrained by Huang Shan, staring at the girl's eyes tightly, as if he was looking at something.

Huang Shan saw that he didn't speak, and he added a lot of strength to his hand, and the woman was pinched and leaned straight up her neck, looking at Song Yanzhao in despair.

Those wet eyes were full of sadness and despair, as if they were saying goodbye, and Shi Hu was a little nervous in his heart, for fear that Huang Shan's hand would break the woman's neck.

But the surroundings suddenly fell silent, as if the earlier fighting and shouting, the sound of trumpets and drums gradually faded away, and the soldiers standing on the city wall could only see the unyielding and grief of the girl being held hostage in front of them.

Ji Hui stood on the high platform with his hands in his hands, his handsome eyes looked at the soldiers with longbows standing on the city wall, and then slowly landed on the young man in iron armor standing in the middle.

I heard that a few months ago, there was a flood on Yizhou Road, and there was a plague, and it was she who kept going up the mountain, sleepless day and night, and treated you for the disease, and it was she who saved you or your relatives from the torture of the disease. ”

Ji Hui's voice was soft and slow, like a gentle call for a wanderer to return home, and his voice slowly soaked into everyone's ears.

There was silence on the city walls, only the sound of Ji Hui and the gentle sound of the wind echoed on the city walls.

"She has done so much for you, and now you see that she has been caught, and she has to suffer many, many sufferings, perhaps to be ravaged, or to be shot, or to be ........."

The soft voice paused, and the eyes of the soldiers on the city wall gradually became a little anxious.

"Maybe someone will burn her alive, she will die a miserable death, and there will be no one to treat you when you are sick in the future. The soft voice continued to waft across the walls.

Even Shi Hu's eyes unconsciously showed a trace of anxiety.

Ji Hui's voice on the high platform was even softer, and one of his hands twisted the charm in his hand and slowly threw it into the brazier in front of him, but the sound in his mouth continued.

"You're not ungrateful, are you? Mrs. Mu has done so much for you, and now that she has been arrested, are we going to save her?"

With his final note, the charm in the brazier burned, turning into wisps of blue eyes and floating straight towards the city wall.

The green smoke was very strange, and wisps drifted over and wrapped around everyone, making the soldiers on the city wall stare straight at the high platform.

"How can I save her? Actually, it's very simple, just open the city gate, open the city gate, and Mu Niangzi will not suffer anymore. A gentle and gentle voice echoed in everyone's ears.

The eyes of the soldiers on the city walls suddenly changed.

I don't know who shouted, "Yes, open the city gate to save Mu Niangzi!"

The soldiers on the city wall suddenly moved, "Yes, open the city gate to save Mu Niangzi!"

"Open the city gate to save Mu Niangzi!"

The soldiers shouted and poured down the city.

"Knock knock, knock knock!" suddenly resounded on the city wall, and the loud and fierce war drums were high-pitched and endless, shaking people's eardrums.

The soldiers who had already rushed to the steps turned back one after another, and saw a young man in iron armor beating the war drum vigorously on the high city head, and the red tassels on his helmets drew a beautiful arc in the air with the wind.

The war drums were like thunder, and they suddenly dispersed everyone's confusion just now.

Ji Hui, who was on the high platform, looked at his face and was about to take out another spell, but he heard a young man beating a drum on the city wall and shouted: "Shi Hu, shoot him!"

Shi Hu had just woken up from his confusion, and when he heard Song Yanzhao's order, he almost subconsciously grabbed the bow and arrow of the soldier next to him, exerted his strength with both arms, and the feather arrows came out of the string and rushed towards the high platform opposite.

The arrow came too fast, Ji Hui leaned down to the left in embarrassment, and the arrow grazed his shoulder and shot into the chest of the woman who was being held hostage by Huang Shan behind him.

With a bang, the bow and arrow in Shi Hu's hand smashed to the ground, and he looked at Song Yanzhao with a pale face, "Third master, I ........"

"Oops, Commander Shi shot Mu Niangzi!" someone in the crowd whispered.

Song Yanzhao beat the war drums, and the sound of the war drums suddenly quieted down on the city wall.

"That's not Mu Niangzi, it's made up of Huangshan's disguise, don't be deceived. Song Yanzhao jumped off the city and looked at the people on the city wall fixedly, but what he said surprised everyone.

Shi Hu's eyes widened as he looked at the woman who was held hostage by Huangshan and jumped off the high platform.

The woman was hit by an arrow in the chest, and bright red blood flowed from the corner of her mouth, but her eyes looked at Song Yanzhao with reluctance and sadness.

Is this really not Mu Niangzi? Shi Hu frowned suspiciously.