His shout cut through the silence of the night, and shattered his proud heart. It must have been that the people who came from Zilharang were not good, and the stars in the sky did not dare to shine anymore, and they all hid quietly, as if even the big round face of the moon was trembling.

"Who else! Who else! Come on! Show your bottom in front of this pavilion! He Tengjiao shouted to Ji'er Harang through the ruins, "Hahaha, Zi'er Harang, you cheap wild bastard, you don't dare to come to see this pavilion, and you have the face to ask this pavilion to invite you to drink, take a look, since you don't dare to come, then this pavilion will invite you to watch a big fireworks!" Isn't it fun, huh? Hahaha......"

Then there was a series of arrogant laughter from He Tengjiao, one of his fireworks shows, which buried Jierharang's 30,000 Qing troops, and also made Jierharang's heart breathe fire.

Zheng Wangye almost fainted, if it weren't for Nikan supporting him by his side, Zheng Wangye, who heard He Tengjiao's scolding at this time, was afraid that he would have turned his back on him.

"Uncle, uncle, don't be impulsive, calm down, calm down!"

Nikan kept persuading him, but how could Zilharang calm down? The army of 30,000 had just been organized to prepare for the attack, but it turned out to be a big effort, and all of them were wiped out with a thunderclap!

He Tengjiao was playing the guitar and playing rock and roll, but Ji'er Harang was singing an elegy in his heart, 'Thousands of households in a hundred streets are singing, and the middle of the first month is shocking. 30,000 armor soldiers flew and danced in the sky, and the star city was mourning for a while. ’

Changsha City was once known as the Star City in ancient times, but this does not mean that Jilharang must see the little stars in his eyes when he comes here!

Leaning on Nikan's body, he scanned the ruins weakly, under the moonlight, on the Duanli door, He Tengjiao's ghost appeared again, and the fragile heart of the stirred Jierharang ached, "He Tengjiao, you are a pervert, I will fight with you, we can't finish this matter!" ”

He was like a child who had just built a big sand castle, but was aggrieved and wanted to complain without tears because he was trampled on, pointing to the dead pervert who was playing the pipa barefoot under the moonlight opposite.

Mr. He, who was dancing under the moon, was actually only wearing close-fitting clothes and pants, and the underwear that should have been white had already become black, but it made people look quite enchanting and sexy.

In the trembling moonlight, He Tengjiao was also shaking wildly, he laughed and danced, and the song "Ambush on All Sides" had just been played.

Under the moonlight, his eyes were looking at Zilharang, but his hands swept towards Changsha City, which had just been razed to the ground by him, holding a pipa in his hand, and motioning for Zierharang to take a closer look at his masterpiece.

The corpses and scraps all over the ground made He Tengjiao even more crazy, if you want to ask him how he feels at this time and ask him to make an acceptance speech, he will definitely say that he wants to do them again.

The smell of blood emanating from the corpses of his enemies made him intoxicated, he breathed heavily, he breathed in the smell of death, he laughed, he mocked, he ...... His smoky face was smiling like a big bun, and his mouth was steaming. Oh, that exhaled gas, it should be gunsmoke, right?

Smoke was smoking, his blackened clothes and trousers, and his big swarthy face could be seen in the bright moonlight.

"Zilharang, do you see? This is your retribution, your fate! Hahaha, are you happy? Tell this pavilion, happy or not, cool or not? Yes? Hahahaha! He Tengjiao smiled and leaned back.

"He Tengjiao, you are a pervert, this king must break your body into ten thousand pieces! Yes! Yes! Yes! ”

Facing the cursing and roaring in Zilharang, Old Man He pursed his lips, shook his head with a sarcastic face, and then wrinkled his nose and raised a big middle finger at Prince Zheng.

This middle finger is a portrayal of his stubborn life, and this middle finger is his sigh and angry scolding in the face of the rivers and mountains and red land brought to him by the enemy.

Whether it is Ji'er Harang, Nikan or Ma Guozhu, the mood of wanting to catch He Tengjiao at this moment is - everyone is looking for him thousands of times. Suddenly looking back, Lord He was there, and the lights were dim... (Looking back suddenly, I must have been blown up)

The city was already a flat ruin, and in the rubble and rubble, Prince Zheng was so angry that he began to take off his clothes, took off all the armor on himself, rolled up the sleeves on his arms and legs, and began to work like a migrant worker.

He actually personally helped the heavy soldiers pull the cannons from outside the city, one after another, over the ruins, with sweat and crushing steel teeth.

Thousands of cannons entered the city, and the angry Heavenly Spirit Gai'er was about to explode in the eyes of Jierharang, who only had He Tengjiao in his eyes, if he didn't kill this person who made him vomit blood, Jierharang didn't plan to live.

"Tell the auxiliary king, He Tengjiao has found it." Zilharang immediately asked, "Where is the grandson?" "In Jiwang's Mansion, Zunyi Gate!"

"Zunyi Gate? Where is Zunyi Gate again? ”

"Please don't tease the slaves, the Zunyi Gate is not inside, the inside is outside the city, this is the city, look south, oh yes, this time it's right, stop, don't turn around, Zunyi Gate is right in front of you!"

Jilharang, who was already angry, swayed straight, turned his body around three more times, only to find the eyeless waste next to him, and fanned it with a mouth, but unfortunately he didn't fight, but the man didn't dare to hide, he just didn't fight.

"Dog minion! Don't you know? Dare to command this king, all the gunners pay attention, give me a shot to the west! (Oh my king, you've drunk too much.) People are talking about the south, it's the south! ）

It's still this unlucky Changsha, the inner and outer cities have been razed to the ground, and the Qing army has moved out bricks and tiles, and cannons have moved in.

Zierharang drove more than a thousand cannons in front of him like crazy, and then shouted breathlessly at the sky and Zunyi Gate with a torch: "He Tengjiao! Sun thief, you come out! It's not over! I said, we can't finish it! ”

"Lord Wang, do you want to fire now?" Stretching his neck and roaring, there was another stunned soldier next to Zilharang to ask for orders.

Zilharang, who had just shouted a little deprived of oxygen, was holding his knees with his hands and gasping for air.

"Give it to me! I have to blow up this straight thief with my own hands! ”

In front of him and behind him, there were thousands of cannons on the left, right, and right, and Zilharang snatched a stick from the gunner's hand and was about to light the fuse, but the gunner who was robbed of things looked at it blankly with empty hands, and the other soldier with something in his hand muttered indifferently: "Lord Wang, the one in your hand is used to clean the cannon, and no one can die, so it is used for ignition." ”