The city gate is broken, the army moves, and Yancheng is at your fingertips.

The success of the first war, the world's fame, the name of the history.

Xiahou Lou, the commander of the rebel army, looked at the open gate of Yancheng, only to feel that his blood was boiling, his eyes were bloodshot with excitement, and his body trembled violently uncontrollably. His fiery gaze swished towards Wei Ziyan, who was rushing to kill, and in an instant it was as cold as a knife.

How could this rare and excellent fighter plane be delayed because of one person?

Even if it is the prince of Great Wei, that will not work.

Those who dare to stand in the way of the army will be killed!

Xiahou Lou gave an order to the heralds, and the heralds immediately waved the order flag to convey the commander's order to the army, and the octagonal Zhuxian heavy crossbow was aimed at Wei Ziyan.

"We are Great Wei soldiers, and we are ordered by the King of Wei to kill the traitor Su Hanlin and recover the territory of Great Wei!"

"Lord Wang, please put away the sword!"

"The prince collects the sword!"

"Lord Wang!"

"Kill!"

Xiahou Lou wrapped his voice with true yuan power and shouted at Wei Ziyan. thought that after revealing his identity, Wei Ziyan would be taken aback, and immediately reined in his horse and put away his sword, but who knew that Wei Ziyan ignored him.

So he issued three warnings in succession, and seeing that Wei Ziyan still ignored it, he couldn't help but widen his eyes angrily and issued an order to kill.

"The courage of the horseman, in vain to resist the attack of a million troops. Stupid, ridiculous!" Xiahou Lou looked at Wei Ziyan and sneered repeatedly. He slowly raised his arm and raised an orange order flag, which was the command flag of the octagonal Zhuxian heavy crossbow, and the tragic scene of Wei Ziyan about to be shot by the octagonal Zhuxian heavy crossbow and his body was shattered in his mind.

Five hundred steps!

Three hundred steps!

One hundred steps!

Wei Ziyan and the charging army were about to collide together, and the people watching the battle in Yancheng all subconsciously held their breath and clenched their fists.

Rumble!

Wei Ziyan rode alone, holding a blood-drinking sword, and plunged into the charging army.

The battle line stretched for more than ten miles from east to west, like a mountain torrent and tsunami, and Wei Ziyan looked so small in front of it, like a grain of sand thrown into it. However, the sand, which I thought would be swallowed up in an instant and couldn't stir up a ripple, overturned the unstoppable flash flood and tsunami.

But seeing him slash out with a sword, it seemed to have cut through the void for more than ten miles, tearing all the infantry who rushed to the front and flying away, and a piercing ten-mile blood line suddenly broke into the field of vision of everyone on the wall of Yancheng, and this shocking scene made their brains stop thinking.

The corpses and people who were lifted away were like stones thrown from the city wall of Yancheng, and they crashed into the military formation behind them with a strong impact force, and for a while people turned on their backs.

The rhythm of the army's impact was instantly disrupted, and the speed suddenly slowed down.

In front of Wei Ziyan, there was no living person within a hundred steps, and everyone in sight retreated in shock. He grabbed the wine sac hanging from his waist, tilted his head and gulped into it, swallowing the blood gushing out of his throat.

A sword slashes ten miles, and the liquor enters the bowels.

"Kill!" Wei Ziyan threw away the wine bag, rode his horse and charged, and rushed towards the commander of the ten thousand troops.

The purpose is undoubtedly revealed, and the army wants to take the head of the enemy's general.

Xiahou Lou's eyes were cracked, and he shouted with red eyes: "Don't be pinned down by him, continue to attack, and take Yancheng in one go!"

Knock Knock Knock –

The drums of war were urgent, and the rioting army immediately regrouped and slaughtered towards Yancheng. Siege chariots followed.

Wei Ziyan plunged like a sharp sword into the enemy's body, piercing the enemy's heart. If you want to drag a million army with your own strength, and still on the wide flat land with such a long battle line, there is only one way, and that is to kill the commanders of the three armies and let the army mess up.

One person, one sword, one horse rampage in the army of millions, like entering a no-man's land, the god of war is just like this.

Xiahou Lou looked at Wei Ziyan, who was rushing over like a demon god, and his raised right arm trembled uncontrollably, but he still clenched his teeth, not letting the fear in his heart overcome reason.

He knew that Wei Ziyan was brave and fierce, otherwise how he could break the gate of the imperial capital fifty-eight years ago, and how could he break the six gates of Yancheng today, was because he wanted to put Wei Ziyan close to the front and enter the strongest killing range of the octagonal Zhuxian heavy crossbow.

The orange flag is trembling, but it can't be waved down yet, and it will have to wait.

The advance of the army was still 300 steps away from the city wall of Yancheng, and Wei Ziyan was still 500 steps away from the commander's chariot. But the eyes of the people on the wall of Yancheng were all on Wei Ziyan, completely ignoring the enemy army that had reached in front of them.

At a distance of five hundred steps, everyone who had seen Wei Ziyan's supernatural skills knew that this had already entered the range of his slashing, so they all stared at it without blinking, waiting for the wonderful moment to come.

Five hundred steps, four hundred steps, three hundred steps—

Xiahou Lou's body was already soaked in cold sweat, but the corners of his mouth involuntarily hooked, and a happy smile appeared on his face.

As a warrior loyal to the Great Wei, his greatest wish in this life is to fight for the Great Wei to fight Wei Ziyan, a traitor who seeks glory, and today he is not only going to capture Yancheng in a war and become famous, but also can wish to come true with Wei Ziyan, which is so happy, it makes his heart flutter.

"Wei Ziyan, fifty-eight years ago, you betrayed the lord to seek glory, single-handedly ruined the Great Wei Jiangshan, and became the most powerful lackey under the thief Su Hanlin, and today you want to single-handedly destroy the Wei army that has endured humiliation for decades before regaining its strength, you are really a traitor to the Wei family, and Su Hanlin's most loyal lackey. ”

"Wei Ziyan, you disloyal, unfilial, unkind and unrighteous dog thief, your father was forced by Su Hanlin to wield a sword to kill himself, and your own mother was humiliated by the dog thief and had to throw herself into a well to save your name, haven't you had a nightmare at night?

Xiahou Lou scolded loudly, and he wanted to mess with Wei Ziyan's mind.

Poof-

Wei Ziyan opened his mouth and a bloody arrow spurted out, and he didn't take the words Xiahou Lou said before to his heart at all, but the sentence "deboning and flesh and blood" hit his soul directly, making his rock-solid heart tremble violently.

The orange order flag held high in Xiahou Lou's hand finally waved down fiercely, and more than thirty octagonal Zhuxian heavy crossbows that were ready to be launched at the same time moved their arrows, and the huge crossbow arrows that reflected a cold light in the sunlight turned into streamers and shot towards Wei Ziyan.

I have to say that Xiahou Lou is scheming, first attacking the heart and then killing people, killing people and punishing the heart!

The crossbow bolt pierced Wei Ziyan's body, and a cloud of blood mist burst out of the air.

Xiahou Lou hooked the corners of his mouth proudly, and stared at Wei Ziyan's ruined body that was shot all over his body without blinking, only to feel very happy.

Bang!

Suddenly, an explosion sounded in front of him, Xiahou Lou's pupils trembled violently, and he saw a handsome war horse wearing gold armor suddenly break into his field of vision, raise his hooves and step on the command platform in front of him where the sand table map order flag and other things were placed in front of him, and Wei Ziyan's silver helmet covered his head with silver armor on the horse's back, with a cold and murderous expression.

Only then did he realize that the ruined body that was penetrated in the distance was just an illusion of Wei Ziyan staying in place to confuse people. But one thing is true, the blood mist that burst out of the air is indeed Wei Ziyan's, and his left shoulder is missing a large piece of armor with skin and bones.

The four guards who were responsible for protecting the safety of Xiahou Tower on the side reacted extremely quickly, and attacked Wei Ziyan as soon as possible. Xiahou Lou's reaction was also extremely fast, and he immediately kicked the ground with his feet, and his body retreated sharply.

But Wei Ziyan's sword was faster, and a sword slashed out, which was something that only Xiahou Lou of the Eight Heavens of the Sea Realm could resist, and the sharp blade passed through his neck without hindrance.

Xiahou Lou's body retreated sharply, but his head stayed in place, Wei Ziyan picked up the sword, and his left hand reached out and grabbed it in his hand, Xiahou Lou's eyes were still wide.

Rumble!

The four star guards failed to hit Wei Ziyan, but they bombarded the commander's chariot to pieces.

Wei Ziyan had already ridden his horse to Yancheng to rush back.

With the sword in his right hand, he swept it away, grabbed the head of Xiahou Lou with his left hand, and shouted: "Your commander is dead, why don't you quickly put down your arms and surrender!"

His roar was like a magic sound, swirling in the air, and the space was twisting, revealing huge light curtains, and the bloody human heads of Xiahou Lou were presented on the light curtains, so that all the soldiers on the battlefield could see it.

Many soldiers did not believe it, and turned their heads to look at the commander's chariot, only to find that the commander's chariot, which was more than two feet high, had disappeared without knowing when.

The picture lasted for more than ten breaths, and then the picture turned, reflecting the picture of Wei Ziyan galloping on a horse.

I saw him holding the head of Xiahou Lou in one hand and a sword in the other, rushing from the left to the right in the middle of the army, leaving no grass everywhere he went. Behind him were several angry star powers, but they couldn't even touch the corners of his clothes.

Rumble!

Suddenly, there was a loud roar, and a ten-foot high siege vehicle shattered.

Wei Ziyan is a silver-armored white horse, like a god descending to earth.

This loud roar seemed to ring in the hearts of every soldier, destroying the last line of defense in their hearts.

The hearts of the army are in chaos.

"Shoot hard for Lao Tzu!"

"Heavy crossbow and Zhuxian heavy crossbow, give Lao Tzu the commander who aims at the enemy!"

"Catapults, fire bombs, hot oil, don't save them, throw them all to Lao Tzu!"

On the city wall, Qiu Zhan seized the opportunity and launched the fiercest attack on the rebels who just rushed to the city.

"Heavy cavalry ready, listen to my orders at any time!" He was unwilling to defend the city, and wanted to take the initiative to attack.

"General, please let me go with the army! Please!" Zhou Jianlai pleaded eagerly, showing a pleading look.

Qiu Zhan stretched out his hand and patted Zhou Jianlai's shoulder twice, and yelled at the person next to him: "Xiao Chong, you take him." If he has three long and two short, you will come to him. ”

"Yes!" A middle-aged man with a Chinese face next to him responded, and after speaking, he grabbed Zhou Jianlai's arm and ran towards the staircase, looking at the excited look on his face, as if he had picked up a great beauty.

The Heavenly Martial Dao people suddenly broke through the air and flew towards Central City.

Rushing to kill in battle, this is a rare and good opportunity, he wants Zhang Xiaopaw to experience it.

Several other star powers also broke through the sky and left, with the same thoughts in their hearts as the Heavenly Martial Dao people.

There was a big black dog in the sky at a height of nine days, and the black dog was holding a swarthy young man with tattered skin and rotten flesh in his mouth. Suddenly, as soon as the black dog let go, the swarthy young man fell rapidly from the height of the Nine Heavens. I only heard the black dog spit out: "If you still can't comprehend the Wind Domain, then you will fall to your death on the wall of Yancheng!"

"Wang-"