Meng Zimo failed to catch Fan Ziqi, but was entangled by the swordsman.

He slew one of the swordsmen, leaving four night crows by his side, only one of them still had the strength to fight, and the other three, although they tried their best to swing their swords, were weak, and one of them slashed into the air, and even stumbled under their feet and fell to the ground.

On the side, a swordsman rushed forward and slashed down at the fallen night crow, Mencius Mo shouted in a low voice, probed the knife to block the knife, but a swordsman behind him had already killed, and slashed down the back of the head with a knife, Mencius Mo knew that something was wrong, felt the strong wind behind him, and immediately dodged to the right, and then felt a sharp pain in his shoulder, and he couldn't care about much, holding the knife in his right hand, turning back was a horizontal knife, which cut through the abdomen of the swordsman who sneaked up from behind.

Su Changyu continued to stab, but he couldn't hurt Mo Cangxing.

Mo Cangxing didn't seem to care that the general had rushed out of the hall, but seemed to be deliberately teasing Su Changyu, from beginning to end, he actually stood in place and did not move, like a pillar, and the left head was behind him, but he was holding a thick sword in his right hand, every time Su Changyu made a knife, no matter how ruthless he was, he could come first and easily block Su Changyu's big knife.

At this time, he felt blood splattering on his left shoulder, and one of his left arms had been cut off by the knifeman shoulder.

The sharp pain in his shoulder pierced his heart, and when the swordsmen saw that Mencius's left arm was cut off, they immediately pounced like a wolf and a tiger.

Mo Cangxing thought that this would definitely break Su Changyu's shoulder bone, but he didn't want to poke it with a heavy sword, it was like poking it on an iron wall, there was a trace of surprise in his eyes, and a smile finally appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Interesting!" ”

Meng Zimo was injured, and the night crow next to him immediately tried his best to protect it, not wanting the big knife in the hand of another night crow to be picked off, and the two swordsmen hugged him, and did not kill the night crow, but pressed him to the ground.

"Mencius Mo!"

Yu Guang saw that Meng Zimo's arm was beheaded, Su Changyu was taken aback, it was this distraction, Mo Cangxing finally made a move, the speed was extremely fast, and the heavy sword poked Su Changyu's shoulder.

Although most of the cavalry were fancai, they all had a sense of reverence for the general, and some of the shrewd people in it had already guessed the situation, but they did not dare to step forward to stop them.

Yuwen Chengchao knew that it was not suitable to stay here for a long time, and he didn't care about the people who were still fighting in the house, so he opened the road in front, the cavalry dodged a road, and the general and his party passed smoothly through the middle of the road, Yuwen Chengchao thought of something, and said to the general: "General, get on the horse!" ”

At this time, the courtyard was already a melee.

Geng Shao rushed into the courtyard with him, compared to the Hou Mansion swordsmen, the number of people immediately prevailed, these tiger riders are long-trained elite soldiers, brave and abnormal, in a moment the swordsmen were suppressed, Yuwen Chengchao escorted the general and his party out of the gate of the Hou Mansion, on the long street outside the door, the black pressure was the cavalry from outside the city, seeing the general, they were all stunned, the general's tiger eyes swept over, Yuwen Chengchao's body was stained with blood, holding the knife in front, and shouted: "Get out of the way!" ”

But I felt very uneasy in my heart.

Since Fan Ziqi and Li Huo set up an ambush, it is impossible for them to have only those swordsmen in the Hou Mansion, and let the general leave the Hou Mansion so smoothly.

There are many war horses on the side, and the general doesn't talk nonsense, he turned over a horse, Yao Mubai and others who followed behind also got on the horse, and Yuwen Chengchao also got on a horse, shook the reins of the horse, and urged the horse to go.

The group walked along the long street, seeing that they were about to reach the street, Yao Mubai breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, thinking that as long as he could get out of the city, there was still a glimmer of life.

"Dead Wing!"

Yuwen Chengchao's face sank.

Sure enough, when he was about to reach the street, he vaguely saw a human wall in front of him, and Yuwen Chengchao, who was riding a horse at the front, slowed down his horse, but he could already see clearly that the street was actually black and suppressed a group of cavalry

, all dressed in black armor, carrying a longbow, carrying a saber at their waists, wearing a black cloak, and wearing hideous masks on their faces.

Yuwen Chengchao has fought with Death Wing of the Wild West and knows the strength of this cavalry.

Although the tiger cavalry of the Yuwen family is also brave and good at fighting, it is greatly inferior to this ghostly and terrifying black-armored cavalry.

He knew that his judgment was indeed not wrong, the Wild West Death Wing was indeed a cavalry secretly raised by Fan Ziqi, and this was the real killing move in the hands of Li Tuo and Fan Ziqi.

Fan Ziqi obviously didn't really want to kill the general in the Hou Mansion, knowing that after the general rushed out of the Hou Mansion, he would inevitably pass through here, so he was ambushing the Dead Wing of the Wild West here.

In addition to a few night crows and some officials, there were less than twenty tiger cavalry who followed the general here, but Dapeng followed the guards, but Fat Yu and the others were still fighting hard on the Hou Mansion.

The death-winged cavalry in front and behind, layer after layer, to say the least, there were hundreds of horsemen.

Suddenly, the sound of horses' hooves came from behind them, and when everyone looked back, they saw that from the alleys on both sides, more dead-wing cavalry appeared one after another, and the dead-wing cavalry was well-trained, and came out of the alleys on both sides to the street, and quickly lined up, but the back road had been blocked.

Pei Shiqing's face turned pale.

"Yuwen Chengchao, let's meet again." Among the deathwing cavalry, a horse raised his sword and pointed at Yuwen Chengchao: "At this time next year, it will be your sacrifice day." ”

Yuwen Chengchao heard the voice, immediately recognized the identity of the other party, looked up to the sky and smiled: "My subordinates are defeated, I will definitely behead you under the horse tonight." ”

Yuwen Chengchao tore off a piece of his shirt from his body and wiped the blood on the knife, his eyes were cold and his killing intent was awe-inspiring.

The general looked up at the night sky, and in the cold night, there were no stars and moons in the sky, and there was darkness between heaven and earth.

Yuwen Chengchao reached an agreement with the Deserted West Death Wing at that time, and after the Wild West Death Wing withdrew, Yuwen Chengchao finally released everyone.

Today, this person appeared again, and his exit was arrogant, and Yuwen Chengchao was disdainful.

The deathwing cavalry wore a bronze mask and was burly, and Yuwen Chengchao heard the voice and recognized it as the old man who had once become a prisoner of the stairs.

That time, he was attacked by the Death Wing of the Wild West, and Qin Xiao and Yuwen Chengchao joined forces to capture the old man, which forced the Death Wing of the Wild West to withdraw.

The general had already raised his arms horizontally, and there was only calm on his old face.

"Kill!"

Everyone is old and not nonsense, raising their arms, the war knife is over the top, the wild west death wing is clenching the saber in his hand, seeing everyone swing the old war knife, the cavalry shook the reins of the horse, at first it was still slow, but soon rushed forward.

The Deathwing cavalry behind also rushed over almost at the same time.

Although the general is old, his sword is still sharp, and in the face of the death-wing cavalry rushing over like a tide, he may know that this is his last battle, and the general does not hesitate to draw his sword.

He may not have thought that his last battle was not to fight with the foreign tribes who invaded the Tang Dynasty, but to fall into a conspiracy.

The general shouted in a low voice, and he had already urged the horse forward, Yuwen Chengchao and Dapeng followed closely on the left and right, and the two deadwing cavalry in front and behind were like torrents, and they had already engulfed the general and his party in an instant.

The Deathwing cavalry struck hard, not caring whether the other side had weapons in hand, and the officials who followed the general immediately became lambs to the slaughter, their sabers cut mercilessly, and blood sprayed into the air.

He returned to Xiling, holding on to hope, and even thought that with the support of the imperial court, Xiling would work together and use a few years to build a strong defense in Xiling.

Although the Uthas were forced to withdraw their troops more than ten years ago, the battle was not so much a victory over the Uthas as it was his own luck to capture the King of the Utha Khan.

This makes the usual calm can be very

The general, who had well controlled his emotions, arrived angry, and even a little chagrin.

For this reason, he saw that almost all his energy was focused on Xiling's strategy, and ignored the sinister people's hearts.

The Chinese New Year's Eve birthday party made all his plans go to waste, which was also the most serious blow he suffered in his life.

He knew that there was no chance that would happen again.

He only hoped to really face off with the Vedas on the battlefield, use a strong defense to repel the Vedas, and defend the Xiling Mountains.

Yao Mubai rode on horseback, looking at the surroundings that had completely fallen into a melee, his hand holding the reins of the horse trembled a little, looked up at the night sky, and tried his best to calm himself, but the light of the knife and the smell of blood in the air still made him shake his whole body involuntarily, and at this moment, a death-wing cavalryman swept past him, slashed at Yao Mubai's neck with a knife, the head flew up, and a bloody water splashed out of the neck of the first body.

As his headless body rolled off his horse's back and onto the ground, another horse trampled over his body.

Under the powerful impact of the Deathwing Cavalry, the Tiger Cavalry had already killed and injured more than half of them in an instant.

Arasai Deathwing is an elite comparable to the Kyoto Dragonscale Warriors, and the number of Deathwing cavalry far outnumber the Tiger Cavalry, although the Tiger Cavalry fought hard, they could not turn the situation around, and fell under the sabers of the Deathwing Cavalry one by one.

Seeing the tiger cavalry that had been loyal to the Yuwen family fall one after another, Yuwen Chengchao suddenly doubted himself, was he right or wrong?

If they hadn't brought these cavalrymen to the city, maybe they would have had another result, instead of resisting in vain under the swords of the Dead Wing of the Wasteland, and finally dying under the swords of the other side.

Yuwen Chengchao felt that his knife had been blunt.

The Deathwing Cavalry not only had the best horses, but also the sharpest swords, and their sabers were made of fine iron, which was extremely sharp.

If he can really protect the general from the city, Yuwen Chengchao will feel that it is worth paying a big price, including his own life.

But hope has been dashed.

There was a hint of bitterness in his heart.

From the very beginning, he knew that this conspiracy was completely in the hands of Li Huo's gang, and he was powerless to reverse the situation, and he had taken too many people's lives for the sake of that extremely small hope.

The general can't get out of the city, this city will be a tomb, Tiger Cavalry, Fat Fish, Ning Zhifeng ......, and of course himself and the general.

A desperate roar came from his throat.

The knife was already dull, but he still swung it with all his might, and swung it again!

In the neighing of people and horses, there was a sudden thunderous neighing of horses, which was very different from the neighing of ordinary war horses, and in the neighing of horses, it was accompanied by continuous screams, which made Yuwen Chengchao can't help but raise his head and follow the prestige.

I saw a dense commotion of the Death-Wing Cavalry in the distance, which was not because the Death-Wing Cavalry was panicking, but because the horses under their seats were panicked and dodged to both sides uncontrollably.