"Xiao Liangqing, where is my eldest brother? What kind of trickery have you been so deceived into doing such a thing that kills yourself!"

Shen Zhifu's head has been smashed in the chaotic battle, so Shen Zhixin has this question.

Tuoba Yuan fell to Yang Fengqing's ears again.

"Not good, General. His name is Shen Zhixin, and he is a battle maniac who has changed the color of many generals in Cangfeng, and is respectfully called a war demon. once single-handedly killed the tiger, led by the Shen family's army, and its prestige can be ranked in the top ten among the Cangfeng infantry. ”

Yang Fengqing nodded imperceptibly, his face a little more serious.

"Hahaha, General Ben is in accordance with the will of heaven. If Cangfeng is unkind this time, he will be defeated! General Ben advises you to be like me as soon as possible and make a wise choice. ”

"A wise choice?hahaha—this general hates traitors the most in his life! Don't interfere, I'm going to slash him!"

Yang Fengqing looked up to the sky and laughed.

"General Ben is asking for it! Don't interfere with it, I want to see how strong the so-called war demons are!"

Only thirty paces, two war horses hedged at full speed, and they were about to make contact in an instant.

Yang Fengqing swung his long sword and aimed it at Shen Zhixin's throat. Shen Zhixin was not polite, aimed at Yang Fengqing's forehead, and slashed from top to bottom.

In the shadow of swords, the people around him couldn't see what was happening, only a poof, and a muffled snort.

The two faced each other again, and there was another pop and a muffled grunt.

Back where he was, Shin's blade was bleeding.

Ergou and the others were shocked.

"Your Excellency!"

Yang Fengqing lifted the broken armor on his right waist and stuffed the leaking cotton wool back.

"I'm fine. I didn't think you still had some skills, I thought it was difficult to live up to your fame!"

Ergou and the others took a closer look, and the blood on Shen Zhixin's sword blade was originally flowing from his chest.

"The general is mighty!"

On the other hand, the Shen family's army, although they were outnumbered, their momentum instantly shrank to the extreme.

Shen Zhixin stared at Yang Fengqing's every move, the corners of his mouth trembled, and he didn't know whether he was angry or injured.

"You... You're not Xiao Liangqing!"

Listening to his extremely depressed tone, it may really be angry.

"Hahaha, he is already at the end of the crossbow, and he will be rewarded with a thousand taels by the person with the head of the other, and he will be sealed with six products!"

What will happen if this war continues, Shin Zhixin does not know, and even if he knew, he would not admit it now.

What he is convinced and acknowledges now is that if he stays here, he will die.

Hundreds of pairs of blood-red and fanatical eyes were on him, which would have scared ordinary people on the spot.

In times of crisis, people will only make the safest choice for themselves in most cases.

So when he turned around and fled, he didn't hesitate at all.

But even if you run, the scene can't be less.

"Report your name, next time this general will definitely kill you!"

In response, Yang Fengqing raised his arms and shouted.

"Cut him down for me!"

Shen Zhixin hurriedly slapped his horse, abandoned the infantry, and fled with only dozens of cavalry.

......

Yang Yue'er got up and ran upstairs, standing on tiptoe to look at the city gate.

"Looks like I've won! Now it's chaotic, I'll be able to do it!"

Then he ran downstairs and ran to the city gate.

......

Xia Bing'er, who had been watching from the city wall, her jade face turned red with excitement.

Under the city walls, the old, weak, sick and disabled who can still move hold various tools for pulling goods, and gather the main road and various small roads.

The roar outside the city shook the sky, and the silence inside the city was unusual.

"Lord Xia, how is the battle situation outside?"

"I seem to hear my son's shout. ”

"Let's go out of the city too, even if we can't kill the Cangfeng thieves, we can still block the arrows for our relatives." ”

"Forget what I said when I summoned you to come here, we are here to clean up the battlefield for our relatives and help them carry supplies! Wait a minute, wait a little while and we can go out of the city!"

"Huh, did you win?"

"Is it our relatives who have won?"

"Woo--Lord Xia!"

"We won!

The people below are speechless, like a domino effect.

"Woo-general!"

"Long live the General!"

There was not a trace of stagnation, and the cries were surging out of the city.

Yang Yue'er knelt behind the crowd, and after shouting long live the general, her little face was full of confusion, and she gritted her teeth gently.

"Brother Fengqing, I'll go to you when I see Brother General for the last time! Please forgive Yue'er for being willful once!"

......

The battle lasted from night to dawn, and the battlefield was already confined to the outside of Binzhou City.

On a hill more than 20 miles away from Binzhou City, a man in tattered clothes stumbled into the woods.

The expression on his face was extremely complicated, with joy and doubt mixed together.

There were still thousands of people in the woods, all armed with weapons, but they were all skinny and weak.

"Your Excellency, Your Excellency—"

A middle-aged man was looking to the northwest and turned his face to look ugly.

"Do you want us all to die? Don't scream! Why is there so much chaos down the mountain?"

"Because... Whew—because the Blood Tiger Iron Rider is chasing and killing the Wind Thief. ”

The middle-aged man suddenly raised his foot and kicked the man.

"Your grandmother's! Are you crazy from hunger? The Blood Tiger Iron Rider chases and kills the Cangfeng thief? If you talk nonsense, Lao Tzu will kill you!"

"General Mingjian! The situation is true! If there is even the slightest bit of openness among subordinates, let the general deal with it, and there will be no complaints!"

"Huh?!"

"There are also the majestic cavalry of Tianhe City who are also chasing and killing the Cangfeng Thieves, and countless Cangfeng Thieves are running in the direction of Tianhe City, Anzhicheng and other directions, and they are very panicked when they look at them. ”

"Brothers, get up, let's go and see!"

There are no less than 100 hills similar to those here, ranging in numbers from tens to thousands.

They are like ghosts, adding to the situation of the already frightened birds.

......

On the small road from Binzhou to Fushun, there is a dilapidated town.

From the outside, the houses in the town are dilapidated and uninhabited.

But once you enter, you can find traces of many people's activities on the path. And judging by the appearance, the time to leave traces should not be long.

Follow a pair of footprints, which finally disappear in front of a large mansion with a closed door.

It was silent, and muffled moans and coughs could be heard coming from within.

In the courtyard, thousands of homeless people rely on each other. It is difficult to hear any other sound than the uncontrollable sound.

There are no less than ten places like this in this town.

Although Yang Fengqing indicated where to go, there were still many people who were ashamed to be with Caokou for various reasons, and moved forward to Fushun, which was thousands of miles away, without hesitation.

They went out day and night, and did not dare to light a fire, and the speed was like a snail, and it took them more than 40 miles in three days. To reach Fushun City, I don't know if it will be the Year of the Monkey.

They all know that this road will be dead and dead, but no matter what the result is, if they work so hard, even if they die, they can be worthy of their hearts.