Chapter 47: The Old Dragon's Choice

The man sent to check on Hadan Baatar said that the general, who was over forty-five years old, liked nothing more than to slaughter the city behind closed doors and then open the door to see the river of blood surging, and that there was no living mouth under his scimitar. Originally www.biquge.info, Huanglongtu didn't believe in this statement, after all, the people of a city are not a village and a village, and it is difficult to ensure that there are no fish that have slipped through the net. But what I see today, Huang Longtu deeply understands and understands that this Hadan Baatel is definitely a ruthless character who kills people and doesn't know what human nature is.

No matter how strong the tunnel is, it is just a tunnel, and it is impossible to have no soil on it, and it is impossible to completely replace the soil layer with hard boulders. So after nine rounds, there were seventeen seriously sunken long ditches around Huanglong Fort. These long ditches are where all the life-saving secret passages of Huanglongbao can lead to the outside, including the secret passage that Huanglongtu has guarded all his life.

All the ways of life were ruined by the cunning and murderous Nanzhili Pingzhang in the most simple and rude way, and Huang Fei, who ran to the front door with a disgraced face, gritted her teeth with red eyes and hissed: "Ancestor, most of the Huang family's deliberations are dead, and my father and mother are among them." Now there are less than 100 people in the Huang family who can fight, I just saw that there should be a glimmer of life in the southwest, and I ask the ancestors to show it!"

Huang Fei is worthy of being the next head of the family personally selected by Huang Longtu. She figured everything out at the moment of the incident, although it can be regarded as the second time that she was calculated and used, but after a short period of humiliation and anger, she still calmed down with her mental tenacity far beyond ordinary people, and used the fastest speed to meet with the chief steward who brought people to arrive, and began to guide the Huang family to evacuate. The actions of the people of the Huang family were not unfast, but just when most of the important people of Huanglongbao entered the tunnel, the nine rounds of shelling followed, shattering the strength of Huanglongbao and the hope that Huang Fei held in his heart.

Huang Longtu looked at the line of "Black Tide", it was the heavy cavalry that began to charge, it was a terrifying existence that was absolutely enough to destroy all the defense systems of this Yellow Dragon Fort at the moment. He took a deep breath and said slowly: "From today onwards, Huang Fei is the head of the Huanglong Castle family, everyone obeys his orders, and must not disobey them. ”

"Old Ancestor!?" Huang Fei was taken aback by Huang Longtu's words, this patron saint of Huanglong Fort actually suddenly handed over Huanglong Fort to her at such a time, and the meaning was already obvious.

A calm smile appeared on Huang Longtu's face, and he looked at the faster and faster line of black tide and smiled: "I have already lived enough. Fei'er, you take the rest of the people to break through. When I rush into enemy lines, that's your best chance, remember. ”

Huang Longtu didn't say much, and he didn't seem to plan to leave any "last words" after fully expressing his willingness to die. But the chief steward next to him, who was as surprised as Huang Fei, knew that this ancestor of Huanglongbao taught Huang Fei single-handedly, and he also completely trusted this sixth daughter of the fourth generation of the Huang family, and he didn't have a last word, because he was relieved.

Huang Fei's lips squirmed, but Huang Longtu was no longer on the wall. The gate of the Yellow Dragon Fort, which had not been blessed by invisible power, collapsed at this moment, and Huang Fei, who was biting his lower lip, could clearly see that a yellow dragon smashed through the black tide and rushed towards the Hadan Batel, who was protected by layers, that damn man.

"Gather the people who are still alive, kill the seriously injured on the spot, and take the rest behind a wall at the west gate. Huang Fei gave the first order as the head of the Yellow Dragon Castle, and then used all his strength to withdraw his gaze from the majestic Yellow Dragon, and rushed to the west side.

Huang Longtu didn't feel that someone was following him, so the old dragon was very relieved, because the child he had trained had finally truly become the master of the Huang family. Since he has no worries, then what he has to do is much simpler.

Rushed into the enemy formation, tried his best to take the head of Nanzhili Pingzhang, who didn't know the depth of the rivers and lakes and the breadth of martial arts, and then it was a simple process of killing one and earning one.

"I have a ten-mile flying sword, which can cut off the dragon's head. Believe it or not?" A chilling voice suddenly sounded in Huang Longtu's ears, and immediately an extremely powerful sword intent slashed at Huang Longtu when he had just entered the human wall protecting Hadan Battell.

Huang Longtu didn't hurt the sword intent that came from this sneak attack, but after all, it was a sneak attack, and this extremely powerful sword intent forcibly knocked Huang Longtu out of the military formation, pushing him all the way into the distance.

The sword intent has obviously been gaining momentum for a long time, although it is only a blow, its power is still directly in the front line of the Yuan army's 100 people to dig out a north-south transparent blood road, not to mention that more than 70 horsemen died because of this.

The Yuan army seemed to have lost a lot of luck because of this, but compared to the invisible blow that knocked the old monster that suddenly rushed over with monstrous yellow sand, this result seemed to be better for them who had no way to retreat if they had to fight to the death. After all, as soon as the old man entered the formation, he had already smashed more than 30 people, who would have thought that an old man who seemed to have died in a coffin a long time ago could have such a terrible momentum? Who would dare to say that the truth could stop this old madman from rushing in front of the general?

"What a sword intent, no wonder it is so arrogant, it turns out that there is no fear!" Huang Longtu's voice echoed within a radius of several miles, and the anger in it was clearly conveyed to everyone who heard these words, including General Nanzhili Pingzhang, Hadan Batel.

Hadanbaatle squinted his eyes with an icy smile on his face. He pointed the long whip in his hand at the old dragon of the Huang clan who rushed again, and sneered: "Send him a rain of arrows, the big spear team will follow, and those who are exhausted will retreat." ”

This terrible army, trained by Hadanbatel by means and in the most stealthy way, began to show the qualities and abilities they had acquired through inhuman training.

Arrows rained down and spears filled the sky. If it weren't for the fact that he was facing an old monster like Huang Longtu, who had cultivated to the point where he had almost reached the Heavenly Dao, under these tens of thousands of arrows and nearly 20,000 spears, who in the rivers and lakes would be able to hold on?

It's a pity that it was the Yellow Dragon Diagram who came, the Yellow Dragon who was still unscathed even though he was hit by a sudden sword intent that flew nearly a mile. Half of the arrows flew upside down, and some small half-spears were rolled up and thrown upside down by an invisible force. None of Hadan Battle's army, privately named the Flying Tigers, retreated, but they could not avoid the fate of thousands of people being impaled to death by the spears thrown by the arrows he shot.

The previous owner of the sword intent did not make another move. Huang Longtu was not surprised, because this time the apparently more prepared Yuan army gave him more resistance.

All the soldiers are not afraid of death, and what is even more terrifying is that these soldiers are all skilled, and many of them have martial arts skills. Even though Huang Longtu could maintain an absolute advantage over any of them, he couldn't stand the steady stream of soldiers who could pounce on him even to prevent him from rushing towards Hadanbatyr even at the cost of his companions' lives.

The dragon entered the formation, and Huang Longtu was moving slower and slower, but after all, he was getting closer and closer to where Hadan Baatel was. It is far more difficult than common sense to stop a Heaven-Touching Warrior who has completely given up his life to be a puppet who only kills people.