When Tan Xinglei's talisman shield touched Shangguan Houfang's knife momentum, it was directly shattered, and the knife qi directly knocked Tan Xinglei away.

Tan Xinglei was hit hard, and his body felt hollowed out all of a sudden, and his body fell backwards like a feather.

Tan Xinglei felt as if he had fallen into a whirlpool, he kept falling down, his body became colder and colder, the sun above his head was dazzling, and the wind in his ears whispered.

The vision is getting blurrier and the sound is getting weaker and weaker...

Cold and desperate is Tan Xinglei's feeling at this moment.

Tan Xinglei vaguely saw a figure slowly walking towards him, the footsteps gradually became clear from far to near, the man raised the butcher knife and slashed at his head!

"Click!"

Tan Xinglei's head rolled off...

Yang Yufeng's side fought alone against Zhou Zhimo and Xia Deshui, but he still had the absolute upper hand, which shows that Yang Yufeng is tough!

Yang Yufeng's cultivation methods, walking all the way fiercely, plus Yang Yufeng has been obsessed with cultivation since he was a child, his cultivation foundation and physical fitness are very good, and he has also practiced his diamond iron bones, although Zhou Zhimo and Xia Deshui are also the strength of the Earth Yuan Realm, but they don't dare to compete with Yang Yufeng at all.

Yang Yufeng saw the opportunity, and with a powerful blow, he directly knocked the whole person of Zhou Zhimo into the mountain, and he was killed.

When Xia Deshui saw it, he was so frightened that his soul was not possessed, his legs trembled, and he had no fighting intent, so he turned around and fled frantically backwards.

Huang Yufeng raised his knife and was about to chase after him, but was stopped by Shangguan Houfang.

Shangguan Houfang threw the eagle horn bow to Huang Yufeng along with the arrows, and Huang Yufeng took a vertical leap, caught it directly, and said, "Thank you!"

Huang Yufeng calmed down, twisted the arrows, charged his arms, and the eagle horn bow was fully drawn, locking Xia Deshui's escape route!

"Whew!"

The arrow left the string, and the sharp sound of breaking the air pierced the eardrum of the person, and also pierced Xia Deshui's heart!

This battle with an unequal number of people was declared over at the moment when Xia Deshui fell to the ground. If there is anything imperfect about this battle, it is that one person ran away - Wang Wenhao. This made Shangguan Houfang a little regretful.

Huang Yufeng happily carried the heads of Xia Deshui and Zhou Zhimo with one hand to show off to Shangguan Houfang, "Two heads, one is not less!"

Shangguan Hou gave him a thumbs up to congratulate and admire.

Intramuros.

The news of the Marquis of Xinyang's army soon spread to the royal city.

After Si Boqian received the news, he immediately entered the palace and discussed with Xuanyuan Hengyi how to deal with it.

Xuanyuan Hengyi was not sure if it was right for him to set up a situation to seduce his uncle in this way, and there was a lingering gloom under his eyebrows.

Si Boqian briefly told Xuanyuan Hengyi the news from the messenger.

Xuanyuan Heng sighed softly, "My uncle still can't sit still in the end!"

"Well, this time, Prince Dun united with the 100,000 army of the Marquis of Xinyang, and under the banner of King Qin's rescue, they are coming towards the royal city with great momentum, it seems that they are bound to win!" Si Boqian replied truthfully.

"Bo Qian, the people of the southern city of the palace change last time were innocently implicated, not only the house was destroyed, but also there were many casualties, it was I, the king, who owed them a debt!" Xuanyuan Heng thought of this, and his guilt was self-evident, "Xinyang is in the south of the royal city, and the city wall of the south gate of the royal city is already damaged, they will definitely attack from the south gate! So, this time, you arrange for someone to move them elsewhere in advance." ”

"Don't worry, my lord! I have already asked all the wounded to be transferred to the northern city, and when the siege is time, I will also transfer all the people of the southern city. ”

Xuanyuan Hengyi glanced at Si Boqian with relief, "Boqian has a benevolent heart, which is my blessing and the blessing of the people!"

"The king is too famous!" Si Boqian hurriedly excused himself!

"Bo Qian, the guards of the royal city this time are all up to you!"

"Don't worry, I will do my best!" Si Boqian actually didn't know the bottom in his heart, now the tiger and wolf army in the royal city has only 10,000 combat effectiveness, and with 10,000 against 100,000, there is no chance of winning, so Si Boqian also thought of many ways, and even recruited young adults in the royal city to participate in the repair and defense of the city wall.

"Hehe..." Xuanyuan Hengyi smiled and shook his head, "Shuotian said that you were too modest, but now it seems that it is true!"

"Boqian, you should have guessed it, I still have a backhand!"

"I guessed something, it should be related to Shuotian's departure, but I don't know exactly how it is. ”

Xuanyuan Hengyi looked up at the unprovoked clouds in the sky, and said with a little mystery, "As long as you can hold the city for an hour!

With Xuanyuan Hengyi's words, the block in Si Boqian's heart was also put down.

The royal city was in turmoil, and there were a myriad of things, so Si Boqian could only choose to deal with urgent and important matters first, and the most urgent thing in the royal city now was the defense and injuries of the royal city! The wounded and sick had doctors, and the defense depended on the tiger and wolf army in the city.

Si Boqian discussed the strategy of defending the city with the generals of the city over and over again, deduced various possibilities of attack and defense, and inspected every link of the city wall, and the tense atmosphere lingered in the hearts of every soldier of the Tiger and Wolf Army. This kind of sentiment is like a plague, spreading and spreading in the royal city...

The scorching heat distorted the air in the royal city, and the entire royal city was like a huge steamer, steaming, and the sweat turned into water vapor before it dripped to the ground. The old dog, lying on his stomach on the side of the street, lying listlessly on the ground, sticking out his tongue and gasping. The bird hid in the bushes and was gone.

A veteran and a recruit at the southern gate leaned against the base of the wall and chatted.

"Why is it so hot?" said the recruit, fanning his hands desperately against his face, hoping to take away a little heat.

The veteran squinted his eyes and looked up at the hot sky, and after smashing his old cigarette pouch, he said, "Boy, bear with me, it will be cool soon!"

"Old man Wei, you talk about dreams!" the recruit pointed to the huge sun above his head and said, "Look at this sun, how can it be cool!"

"If you don't believe it, just wait and see, at most in another hour or three moments, there will be heavy rain!" The veteran who was known as Old Man Wei didn't bother to bother with the new soldier, but finally said his prophecy.

The recruit's heart was hot, and he no longer argued, but he also thought about it in his heart, and after a moment or three, he came to laugh at the veteran again.

In the Hanging Pot Society, the hall master Luo Chen is a slightly chubby old man, nearly half a hundred years old, his hair and beard have turned gray, and the wrinkles on his face have added a lot of vicissitudes. The master of the Luo hall is a disciple of the Qingcang Academy, and after completing his studies, he came to the Hanging Pot Society in Wangcheng to help, this gang is more than 20 years, and he was also a buddy at the beginning, and he became the hall master who entered.

Luo Tang's chief doctor is very skilled, and is deeply loved by the people of Wangcheng, and now he is invited by Si Boqian to be responsible for the treatment of the injured and sick in Wangcheng.

Today, the injured are all housed in Guangde Temple in the north of the city, but the buildings of Guangde Temple are limited and cannot accommodate so many injured and sick people. A large number of sick and wounded were placed in the corridors, in the squares.

"How can this work?" Hall Master Luo looked at the wounded and sick patients lying in the tent on the square, one by one, there was no gap at all, and his brows were twisted into twists, "Isn't there a bigger place to arrange these wounded and sick patients?"

A general of the Tiger and Wolf Army who followed him, who was also in his early twenties and had a thin body, was in charge of the transfer of the injured and sick patients, and in the face of Luo Tang Master's questioning, he also said helplessly, "This is the order of the prince, and I can't help it!"

"There's no way, there's no way, don't you go back and find a way? When I was in Nancheng before, it wasn't as crowded as it is now!" When Hall Master Luo heard that there was no way, he was even more angry and blew his beard and glared.

"It's good in Nancheng, but you have to gather all the patients in this small Guangde Temple, not only bothering the Buddha, but also not helping to heal the patients at all!"

"This is the order of the prince, and I will not disobey it!" said the general.

"You... Pig brains!" "Lord Luo listened to the general's orders one by one, and he didn't think about it at all, and he was even more angry.

At this time, Si Boqian happened to come over and saw that Hall Master Luo was angry, so he stepped forward to ask what was going on.

Hall Master Luo pointed to the rows of patients in the tent and said, "See for yourself!"

Si Boqian glanced at it, and then understood what was going on, glanced at the general in disappointment, and then turned his head to make amends to Hall Master Luo, "Hall Master Luo, it's me who didn't think about it! Look, what should I do?"

The reason why Hall Master Luo was so angry was not because of the current situation in front of him, but because in the face of such a situation, the general was content with the status quo and did not think of a way.

"Shizi! Nowadays, the weather is hot, and it is very easy to produce plagues, so it is necessary to keep a certain distance between patients. Nowadays, there are so many patients that Gwangdeok Temple is too small to accommodate so many people, so a new resettlement site must be sought!

Hall Master Luo looked up at the hot weather, "And there may be heavy rain in the future! These tents on the square can't stop the rain at all! When the time comes, the wounds of these wounded soldiers will be contaminated with rainwater, and the wounds will become inflamed and fester, which will not only increase their suffering, cause more deaths, but also increase the chance of an outbreak of the plague." ”

Although Si Boqian is not proficient in medical skills, he is also dabbling, and he knows that Hall Master Luo's words are not alarmist!

Si Boqian fell into deep thought, looking at the so many injured and sick patients in the square, his heart was also extremely tormented, but he was not familiar with Wang Cheng, and he couldn't imagine that there was such a place where so many injured and sick patients could be accommodated for a while. In the end, he could only ask Hall Master Luo and the general, "Except for Nancheng, is there a large place in the royal city where these wounded and sick patients can be placed?"

The leader shook his head blankly.

Hall Master Luo thought for a moment, "Now the only one who can accommodate these injured and sick patients is Qionglin Yuan!"

"Qionglin Yuan, what kind of place is that?" asked Si Boqian.