Chen Jia asked Ah Jiu to extradite Cheng Ying, and he concentrated on practicing. The county lord's mansion was closed to thank the guests, and Chu Xiuyu also ordered that people were not allowed to disturb Chen Jia.

After Yang Mingyuan received the notice from the scout, he learned that the news of the battle situation was real, and in addition to immediately sending people to Chu Xiuyu for help, he also sent people to ask Jiang Youchun for support.

Yang Mingyuan did his best to arrange his troops, hoping that Changcheng could avoid this catastrophe.

Fortunately, Yang Mingyuan's army, although the quality is a little uneven, can still resist for a while, just thinking about waiting for the emperor to send someone to support.

How did Yang Mingyuan know that Chu Xiuyu was anxious at this time, while Changcheng was in an emergency, Fancheng was in an emergency again, Jin An seemed to have discussed with Wuji, and gathered a large army to attack Fancheng again, Sun Aoting couldn't resist it, so he had to abandon the two peripheral cities in his hands and retreat to Anyang, and now even Anyang is in danger.

After Jiang Youchun received Yang Mingyuan's call for help, he put the 100,000 army in order and prepared to go to the rescue, and gathered the militia scattered in various places and formed a reserve army of 100,000 to defend the city.

"Does the emperor let me go to Fancheng? Didn't Yong'an Hou have 200,000 troops in his hands, and some militiamen, and sent Cheng Hu, why do you want me to support him? Jiang Youchun frowned.

"Marquis Anding, the emperor has sent the Marquis of Pingyuan to rescue Changcheng, you can go and support Fancheng with peace of mind." The father-in-law who sent the holy decree often served in front of the emperor, and knowing Jiang Youchun's scruples, he hurriedly relieved.

"In that case, I'll go at once." Jiang Youchun still trusted Jiang Wenhan with a word on his head in his bones, he revised a letter to inform Yang Mingyuan of the situation, and then led an army of 80,000 to Fancheng again to support, Rongcheng only left his own militia and 20,000 soldiers in preparation to guard the city.

Poor Changcheng can only wait for his neighbor Jiang Wenhan to support.

When Yang Mingyuan learned of this, he was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood, when Jiang Wenhan and himself chatted for a long time at the junction of the two cities, Jiang Wenhan encouraged himself to oppose Chu Xiuyu with him, but he was sternly refused. Now that Changcheng is in danger, will he really come to help? "Well, it's better if he doesn't come. Once it comes, it's troublesome to bite back. ”

"Master Hou, at this time, it is better to send someone to see the Marquis of Pingyuan, move him with affection, and understand it with reason. The lips are dead and the teeth are cold, if Changcheng is lost, the next one will be Shengcheng. Yang Mingyuan's military commander persuaded.

"No, you can't. The ambition of the wolf son of the plains, until the last moment, must not be counted on him. ”

"Then let's report this matter to the emperor truthfully, shall we?"

"Nope. Notify Jiang Wenhan and let him prepare for war at any time, Changcheng will notify him at any time when he needs support, as for the emperor's side, we can only knock out our teeth and swallow it in our stomachs. ”

The 150,000 troops of Changcheng, plus nearly 100,000 militiamen, resisted desperately under the personal leadership of Yang Mingyuan. Jiang Wenhan's reinforcements were as Yang Mingyuan expected, and he didn't want to contribute, so he was naturally willing to sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight.

Fortunately, Changcheng has always been governed by the Yang family, although the two border cities have been breached, but the main city is still defended, and the war has lasted for more than three months unknowingly. Lin Mufeng didn't know for some reason, he never sent his elite men and horses to attack Shenghe, and the old monster was busy training Zunhao and didn't know about it.

Wu Kunpeng thought that Fancheng was not difficult to attack, but he didn't want Cheng Hu and a hideous-looking Zhao Zilin to defend Fancheng without leaking. Especially Zhao Zilin, whether it is tactics or the art of war, can be surprised, Wu Kunpeng's 400,000 army actually lost 100,000 troops, except for the first attack to recover the two small cities that originally belonged to Yuancheng, so far even Anyang has not been breached. After Jiang Youchun's 100,000 army arrived, Fancheng was even more impregnable.

"Wu Xiangguo. You said that the Wuji Kingdom will definitely succeed in attacking Shenghe with us, but what the result is, our side will not be able to attack it for a long time. Wuji Kingdom also failed to break through Changcheng. It's just misleading the country and the people. ”

Wu Kunpeng was angry when he saw Wu Xiangguo in the court, although he knew that this matter had nothing to do with him, but when he thought that he had shared the power of the court that should have belonged to him alone, he still couldn't help but sneer.

"Wu Xiangguo's words are wrong, as long as we insist on it. Shenghe will definitely be breached. Now it is the autumn harvest season, Shenghe is busy with the war, and the autumn grain production has been greatly reduced, I am afraid that the hundreds of thousands of troops in front of me will soon run out of food to eat~" Wu Xiangguo looked proud.

"Hmph, do you think Wuji and Jin An can be much better?"

"What does it matter if Wuji Country is good or not, our Jin'an is very good, Wu Xiangguo, you are responsible for commanding the front line, I am naturally responsible for the rear, Wu Xiangguo can rest assured, our Jin'an's rear finances are now in place."

"What if Wuji withdraws?" Wu Kunpeng narrowed his eyes.

"This ......, why don't I repair another book, I heard that Lin Mufeng is already the emperor, so I will directly hand over a letter of state."

"That's fine." Wu Kunpeng saw that the goal was achieved, and he didn't say more.

……

The old monster saw that Changcheng could not be attacked for a long time, and after receiving a letter from Jin An, he decided to go out in person soon, this matter was learned by Lin Mufeng, and Lin Mufeng was also unable to sit still, Yang Mingyuan was his cousin after all, and the old monster was the first victim to bear the brunt.

Lin Mufeng asked the shadow to send a letter to Yang Mingyuan. Send the letter in the name of Shi Zunbao.

Yang Mingyuan received the letter, knowing that it was Shi Zunbao's letter, he was naturally convinced, he was worried, there was really no way, he could only explain to the emperor, the letter only said that he had received the news, and the people who came were outstanding in martial arts, and I am afraid that no one could beat him.

Chu Xiuyu received the news and immediately recruited Chen Jia.

"Chen Jia, look at this."

Chen Jia took it and looked at it for a while, and frowned. Can't the old monster sit still?

After a few months of consolidation, Chen Jia's realm is stable in consummation, but she doesn't have the confidence to fight the old monster alone, but in the whole world, the only one who can compete with the old monster should be herself.

"How? Have you ever met in Wuji? Chu Xiuyu's brows twisted into a pimple, Shenghe has not fought for hundreds of years, but he has been fighting even when he is in power, and others have come to attack him, and he is extremely aggrieved.

Chen Jia nodded and did not answer.

"Last time you said you had no power to fight him, but now he wants to get involved in the war, how can this be good?"

"I couldn't beat him before, and it's hard to say now." Chen Jia is bragging about this, but what does it matter if he doesn't brag or not? Anyway, if you can't hide and want to fight, it's better to cheer yourself up.

"In that case, I'll send you to battle." Chu Xiuyu stared at Chen Jia's eyes, as if he wanted to read Chen Jia, but he was disappointed to find out. Chen Jia's originally clear eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of glass, although they were clear, they made him unable to see through.

"Chen Jia obeys orders~" Chen Jia took the order and left. At this time, she was no longer fighting for Chu Xiuyu, nor for Shenghe, but just to be able to compete with the old monster, if she could attack him unprepared. seriously injured him, and also saved the world from the suffering of life.

"It's important to save your life, if you really can't, it's a big deal that I will be a dead king, I am not afraid of losing the country, but I am afraid of not having you." Unexpectedly, at this moment, Chu Xiuyu found that he was more afraid of failure than Chen Jia, because there was a person like the old monster, if Chen Jia died, he was afraid that the emperor would come to an end.

"Your Majesty. Chen Jia will not let you down, remember your own promise, just be a good emperor with a country in your heart. Chen Jia showed a bright smile and reassured the emperor.

"I will keep my promise!"

Chen Jia took Liuyun, Ah Jiu, Xingluo and all the members of Feifeng to Changcheng together.

……

Yang Mingyuan still organized the defense of the city as usual, but he didn't know that this day was such a special day.

The old monster didn't talk about tactics at all, and when the army approached the city gate, the old monster flew across the moat, clapped his palms twice, and broke the chains of the drawbridge. The Wuji soldiers immediately swarmed in.

"Bang~"

The old monster smashed through the gate of Changcheng with another palm, and after flying sand and stones, the army of Wuji Kingdom entered the city of Changcheng like locusts in transit, and fought with the Shenghe army.

"Kill~"

Where did the saints and soldiers expect that the Wuji Army is like a divine help today. Before he could react, the Wuji army attacked the city, and for a while, the Shenghe soldiers were tired of parrying, and they were defeated and retreated by the Wuji soldiers.

On the battlefield, swords and swords. The blood flowed like a river, and the dust wafting in the air was mixed with a strong smell of blood.

"Hey, hey, hey, hey! Haha...... take Changcheng within today, and immediately set off to Shenghe Capital. Seeing that the siege of the city was like a bamboo, the old monster laughed proudly, and he no longer killed the enemy himself, but only flew up to the city tower, and after throwing the saints and soldiers on the city tower down the city tower, he sat on the city tower and drank tea and watched the battle. There are also a few terrifying laughs from time to time.

Yang Mingyuan was in the camp at the time, not near the city gate, and when he learned that the city gate had been broken, he hurriedly gathered the soldiers in the camp to fight the enemy together. He personally led an elite army, lined up in line, attacked in turn like a wheel, and killed all the way to the city gate, killing a bloody road. After all, it was his home field, and seeing that Yang Mingyuan personally led the troops to fight, the saints and soldiers roared angrily, and their morale rose!

"Kill~ Kill all these Nanban!"

The situation on the battlefield has always been like this, and it is changing rapidly!

Wuji's General Qin didn't expect that without the old monsters involved, the Shenghe Army basically controlled the situation in a short time, and the Shenghe soldiers were no longer the panicked way of playing at the beginning, often several Shenghe soldiers formed a small battle formation back to back, this style of play was created by Yang Mingyuan himself, and the soldiers of Wuji Country had never encountered such a coordinated style of play, and they began to retreat step by step.

"What's going on?" The old monster looked down from the city tower, and seeing that the situation was a little wrong, he squinted his amber eyes at Yang Mingyuan, who had blonde hair under the city.

"Return, go back to the seniors, that's Yang Mingyuan, the loyal and brave Marquis of Changcheng, he, he killed him." Panting on the side, General Qin, who had just caught up for help, stammered.

"Oh, it turned out to be the Yang family, hum, it's just a descendant of Jiang Haoze's little follower, he! Ha ha...... Since you ran into me, it's your bad luck, and your death date is here today! The old monster raised the teacup in his hand, poured out the tea inside, he injected his true qi into his arm, and concentrated all his strength to smash the teacup in his hand Yang Mingyuan, the teacup smashed down from the city tower, the beginning was no different from normal, but halfway through it suddenly fell like a meteorite falling rapidly, Yang Mingyuan also felt the breath of danger, and hurriedly rode his horse to dodge, he avoided the fate of being hit in the head by the cup, but unfortunately, he was still hit by the fiery teacup on the shoulder, and directly smashed him under the horse.

Yang Mingyuan's arm seemed to have been burned by fire, and he could vaguely smell a smell of burnt meat, Yang Mingyuan, who was in pain, grinned his teeth, sweating profusely, and his blonde hair was sticking to his face with sweat, which was extremely poignant, and soon, his handsome face was also painfully deformed, which made people unbearable to look at it again.

"Ah~" Yang Mingyuan couldn't help but roar.

"Master Hou, how are you?" Seeing this, the commander hurriedly dismounted and helped Yang Mingyuan up.

"I'm afraid I won't be able to." Yang Mingyuan felt that at first, it was only the pain where his shoulder was hit, and then later, his entire arm and even half of his body were trembling with pain, and he was a little desperate.

"Master Hou, you can't have anything." Seeing Yang Mingyuan's miserable appearance, the commander knew that the matter might be very serious, so he hurriedly picked up Yang Mingyuan and escorted him to the rear.

……

Chen Jia was a step late, when she arrived in Changcheng, it was already evening, most of Changcheng had fallen into the hands of the old monster, and it was too late to visit the injured Yang Mingyuan, Chen Jia found an abandoned house, changed into a white dress of a great fairy, and after deliberately dressing up, he climbed the city tower. Walk slowly towards the old monster.

"It's you~" The old monster saw Chen Jia, who was dressed in white and holding a teacup in his hand, with a complicated expression like a fascination.

"Senior, you should also inform Chen Jia when you come to Shenghe, at least you should let Chen Jia bring you a cup of tea to show your filial piety." Chen Jia smiled sweetly and walked over slowly with a cup of tea. This scene appears on the battlefield where the screams of fighting are constant, which makes people have a strong visual impact of disobedience.

"Hmph, I forgot to ask you, what is your relationship with Jiang Haoze?" The old monster is an old monster after all, and it is not to the point of being impressed by Chen Jia's dress.

"I don't quite understand what my predecessors said?" Chen Jia blinked innocently.

"Hmph, I saw you coming out of his stone house that day, what are you pretending to be confused?"

"I see." Chen Jia thought of the tree next to the stone house, and his mind was spinning rapidly.

"Are you his apprentice?"

"Sort of." Chen Jia smiled. Gently place the teacup on the table with your right hand. Dragged a chair and sat in the back of the old monster's left hand side.

"Did you come here to see how I lay down the Holy Peace? Or did Jiang Haoze let you come? The old monster always seemed to be unable to relax, turned to look at Chen Jia, as if to confirm whether Chen Jia was in danger, and saw that Chen Jia always had a soft smile, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

Chen Jia wanted to sneak attack but always felt that there was no chance, and she was extremely depressed, but the more anxious and nervous she was, the brighter and gentler the smile on her face.

"Senior, look at what you said, your kung fu is so strong, could it be that you are afraid of him?" Chen Jia had an idea, and casually tried the method of excitation.

"Hmph. How could I be afraid of him? Hearing this, the old monster glanced to the side with disdain, falling for Chen Jia's plan.

"That's strange, why didn't the senior dare to go to the stone house and ask him by himself?" Chen Jia's tone became softer, but the true qi in his body was running rapidly. (To be continued.) )