Hulegen, who had already vomited blood in his chest, gradually recovered his senses. He could hear the noise outside the city, knew that he had successfully broken open the gates, and struggled to get up from the rubble......

Through the round-arched gate, he was finally able to devote his eyes to the long-awaited castle of Aoyama: a wide, straight stone road greeted him, and the shops and houses on both sides of the road were already dilapidated. At the end of the road, in the light of the moon, a middle-aged woman dressed in rotten leather armor and wrapped in a white veil in her left hand stood in the middle of the road with her head held high.

In her right hand, she held a thick-backed broadsword, the tip of which hung down from the side of her right foot, and two jet-black pupils, shining with a cold glow in the ink......

At this moment, Ding Shuo, the general of Taining, who was ready to attack, was hiding in a warehouse not far from Hulegan with more than 20 pikemen brothers. He heard the city gate collapse suddenly, quietly leaned to the window and raised his head, and through the tattered window paper, he happened to see Huang Yumei's nondescript dress......

"What are you all doing to eat! Why didn't anyone inform my sister-in-law? ”

In fact, as soon as this sentence was spoken, Ding Shuo regretted it a little. There are no eggs under this nest, even if someone goes to inform the Gu couple of the news that Qingshan City has been broken, what can she do? Under the command of the enemy general Guo Xing, not only the Huashen cultists all over the mountains helped in the battle; There are also 8,000 rangers who roam the periphery of the battlefield all day long.

Now that Qingshan City is broken, whether it is Ding Shuo himself, the Gu family and his wife, the great shaman He Wendao, or even the local head of the people, Shang Lao Man, it is equally difficult to escape the iron hooves of the enemy's war horses and the sharp steel knives in their hands......

Hu Legen, who used too much force, is now chest tightness and shortness of breath, qi and blood are surging, and there is also a flying flower in front of him; But seeing the bloody battle for dozens of days, Qingshan City has finally taken off that veil of mystery; The heroic aura flowing in the blood instantly surged to the top of the head! He wiped the blood on his lips with his backhand, shook his shoulder, and unsheathed his saber with a "swish"; moved the joints of his body slightly, and just when he was about to step into Qingshan City to fight, he suddenly remembered Guo Xing's instructions to himself:

"Hulegen, we don't need to compete with those northerners who jumped over the wall in a hurry. It is better to give them a night to come to their senses; When those low-level soldiers and ordinary people are no longer impulsive and recall the preciousness of life, won't Qingshan City be at your fingertips? ”

Hulegan also knew very well in his heart that fighting in the dark with the enemy army at this time was indeed a foolish thing that outweighed the losses. Not to mention his own soldiers, he still can't figure out the road environment in Qingshan City; It is also unknown how many remnants of the defenders remained in the city, and whether the people were willing to surrender to the Shenshi Army.

As Guo Xing said, after tomorrow the sky is bright and the army is all marched into the city, wouldn't it be half the effort to carry out a carpet search and massacre?

Just when Hulegen's mind was caught in the battle between heaven and man, the three Huashen cultists who had already finished praying waved the war swords in their hands and roared into Qingshan City......

Hurler should have opened his mouth to stop him, but he also had the heart to let these three unlucky people go to the front to "thunder"; It was this momentary loss of consciousness, and the three of them were already approaching Huang Yumei......

"Kill......"

The Huashen cultists were originally a grass platform team composed of a group of mountain farmers; They have neither the sense of honor of a warrior, nor do they care about the old, weak, sick and disabled, women, children, young children, and other human taboos; In their eyes, the slightly chubby Huang Yumei is just a puppet whose soul has been polluted by demons; If you can cut off the other person's head or a little flesh and blood with your own hands, you can add merit to yourself and your family. can also be exchanged for a big house and a good field in this life, a beautiful wife and a beautiful concubine......

However, don't look at the three of them now looking crazy and unstoppable; But the bodily functions have long since come to the end of the strong crossbow; Because the last 20,000 Huashen disciples under Guo Xing's command also lived a hard life of hunger and fullness. Their staple food consists of grass roots, tree bark, a small amount of wild animals, and incense burner ash.

A Northern spearman hidden in the warehouse, looking at the three deranged-looking Huashen cultists, brandished his sword and rushed towards Huang Yumei; immediately clenched the barrel of the gun in his hand, bowed up, and asked Ding Shuo in a low voice:

"General Ding, shall we rush?"

Ding Shuo clenched his teeth and almost pulled out the blood from the hand of the hilt, but he still shook his head and replied in a low voice:

"No, wait."

In fact, from the perspective of the commander of the first army, Ding Shuo's approach is a little impersonal, but it is very correct. Don't look at the voices of these three Huashen cultists, and their momentum is as crazy as mad dogs; But the West Gate had been open for a while, but only these three fools had entered the city, which was obviously an extremely unusual thing.

Asking himself, Ding Shuo thought in his heart that if he was a member of the Shenshi Army, he would never be able to be so calm when he saw that the gate of the enemy army that had been besieging for dozens of days was finally opened. Although he still couldn't figure out the true intentions of the enemy's commander, at least he knew one thing clearly in his heart:

Just for these three fools, it is not worth it to exhaust the murderous energy accumulated in the chests of the soldiers.

And these three "worthless" fools roared and rushed in front of Huang Yumei; The leader raised his war knife high and slashed at Huang Yumei's head in a layman's posture similar to "smashing and ramming......

As the saying goes, I have never eaten pork, and I have seen pigs run; No matter how spicy Huang Yumei is, she is also a woman, she has only fought dozens of battles with the women of Jincheng, and she has no combat experience in killing the enemy at all; But in recent days, she has watched her husband and follow the head of the army to learn how to kill the enemy, and she can be regarded as figuring out some doorways.

She looked at the cold light raised by the enemy, and bit the tip of her tongue under her front teeth, and gathered all her attention with the pain that went straight to the top of her head. After seeing that the broadsword had passed the highest point, Huang Yumei's right foot quickly took half a step diagonally forward, and at the same time pulled up the broadsword, mobilized her waist, and slashed the war knife from her left leg to the right front, making an extremely sloppy diagonal pick......

Huang Yumei's skills are already a second knife; But this leading Huashen cultist is even more of a waste snack who doesn't even know how to fart. His knife seems to be powerful and heavy, but not to mention the slow movement, the starting posture is also very slow and obvious, and the flaws are great when the force is used, except for the face of people with disabled limbs and impaired mobility, there is no threat at all.

Although Huang Yumei's trick is oblique, the technique is also very rusty and stiff; But after all, it is the head of the sword art in the army, a "stealing hand" specially modified by Master Gu, who is powerless; Although it is vulnerable to the master, it can be completely clumsy against this lazy farmer-born Huashen cultist......

At the same time that the two of them were staggered, Huang Yumei's ears also heard a "snort...... The sound sounded very cheerful, like a young man in a cloth shop, tearing a rag; As for the Huashen cultist whose chest was broken by the blade, he also stiffened, his knees weakened, and he fell forward to the ground; The blood gushing out of his chest also spread rapidly along the lines of the bluestone slab......

Huang Yumei made a successful move, and she already had a sense of proportion in her heart. She looked at the other Huashen cultist who was also slashing the knife over the top, following the natural downward trajectory of the knife head, and pressing the back of the knife with her right palm, increasing the speed and power of the knife......

Burst!

With a muffled sound, the thick-backed knife slashed diagonally at the right neck of the man, but unfortunately the woman's strength was not strong and her physical condition was not very good, and she could not cut it in two with one sword; However, a puddle of warm blood, like a juicy fruit bursting, instantly splashed on Huang Yumei's face, and also covered her eyes with a red veil, completely losing the ability to see......

At the same time, a loud shout sounded in her ears again, but her body was clinging to the Huashen Sect who had been stabbed in the neck, and she couldn't pull out in time......

But the knife was already stuck in the opponent's neck bone, the shoulders and waist were also dragged by the opponent, and the enemy's violent shouting was also three or five steps away in front of him...... It's as if it's over. Because Huang Yumei has witnessed that there are countless battle-hardened warriors in the north, they were killed by the Huashen Sect members in such a desperate way, and they "died with their sons"!

At this time, Huang Yumei was not only helpless in the face of the approaching death, but also had some calmness and tranquility in embracing death......

At the moment when the third Huashen cultist, the steel knife raised high, was about to land in the middle of Huang Yumei's forehead; I only heard a "whoosh" sound of breaking the sky, and a white feather arrow pierced the night, hitting the man's heart with incomparable accuracy!

The texture of this feathered arrow, the white and stiff tail feathers, and the strength of the archer, instantly deflected the movements of this Huashen cultist, causing the last knife he swung in his life to slash heavily on the stone road, stirring up a faint spark......

On the city wall, a longbowman touched the two "stocks" in his quiver and sighed deeply......

Huang Yumei, who escaped death, overturned the corpse that was climbing on her body with all her might; And the plain curtain that was tightly wrapped around his left arm was also knocked to the ground by the other party......

"Ah!!!!!h

A shrill and mournful woman's roar pierced the midsummer night sky; Hulegen, who was standing in the cave of the city gate and watching the battle, saw this ordinary woman sitting on the ground, stretching out a pair of bloody palms, covering her face stiffly, and constantly letting out a heart-rending roar, sometimes short and sharp, sometimes rough and simple, like a man, like a beast, like a demon......

However, Hulegan was completely regained his senses by the roar that pierced her eardrums; He looked back at the Huashen cultists who had been stopped by him, and said hoarsely and dryly:

"Withdraw!"