Yan Chongwu also felt a little headache in the face of the group of 'walking dead' in front of the East Customs. He didn't understand why these people had become so numb, and he began to kill several people wearing Beiyan military uniforms in public, wanting to use this to 'establish power', but this group of black-covered 'marionettes' still looked so sluggish, and they didn't seem to be frightened by the heads rolling to the ground at all.

Moreover, the eyes of these people are not strange, whether it is fear or anger, sorrow or pain, none of them exists, some are just an indifferent emptiness; Being stared at by them like this, Yan Chongwu felt as if he had become a non-existent soul, no matter what he did or said, he couldn't attract the attention of these people.

Just when Yan Chongwu was about to tie them together and take them back to Jincheng for interrogation as 'trophies', the sentry who had been scattered before rode back on horseback and galloped back with a pale face:

"Yan Shuai, a group of cavalry came from the southwest, and the number of people listening to the sound of horses' hooves is not too many, but the speed of the march is extremely fast. How should we deal with it, please Yan Shuai make a decision as soon as possible. ”

Yan Chongwu's eyes rolled when he heard the news, and he understood the identity of the person who came. If this small group of cavalry is his own people, then he can only be Pei Ya, the governor of Zhongshan Road, who wants to get a piece of the pie. Because at this moment, in the Youbei Third Road, except for him Pei Ya, no one has cavalry troops in their hands that can be mobilized at any time; And Zhang Huangling in Fengjing City, even if he has this ability, whether it is his own timid temperament or the prince Yan Day, who still relies on him to protect, it is impossible for him to lead his troops out of the city.

If the person who came was not his own person, then the only thing left was Guo Xing, the young marshal of the Pingbei Army who had just fought a bloody battle with him. And according to Yan Chongwu's own inference, the probability that the person who came was Guo Xing should still be more than ninety percent.

"It's a fart! It took so much effort to get to where we are today, and now that people have come out, can we go back? I will give me an order to let Brother Arima prepare to fight the enemy, and the man whose horse is killed by running away will make me a few tripping ropes and fall into the pit in advance. Tell everyone that this time you must not let go of a Pingbei army, I must have all these people and never return! ”

The captain of the sentry nodded in response, and was about to take the reins in his hand, but after a moment's hesitation, he pointed to the 'lucky ones' on the ground who were stunned and asked:

"Yan Shuai, what about these Beiyan people? Do you want me to call a few brothers to guard ......?"

Yan Chongwu's eyes flicked casually, and he opened his lips and gently spit out three words:

"It's all slaughtered!"

I don't know what it will be like for the spirit of Lord Liang Jingliang in the sky to see the next scene. These people are all brothers and brothers who have fought with him since the fire of the East Customs was launched; Now he finally escaped, but as if he was like a wooden man without a soul, he gave up his desire to survive, and stretched his neck motionlessly to meet the steel knife in the hands of the enemy.

Such a strange scene made the prison officers who were in charge of the execution on weekdays a little soft. They are all murderous 'cold-blooded animals', everyone has 'bloody cases' in their hands, and in addition to the enemy, there are also many of their own brothers who have violated military orders.

But now these people in front of them are like lambs to be slaughtered, all of them are indifferent and silent, even if they put the steel knife on the other party's neck, they did not make a sound. Whether it is begging for mercy or generosity, whether it is a last word or remorse, these dying people seem to have no emotions to express.

If only one or two of the more than a thousand people are like this, it is not so terrifying; But if more than 1,000 people are like this, how can they not make people feel panicked?

Just after these prison officers stubbornly beheaded more than 1,000 lucky people, Guo Xing, the other protagonist of this battle, Guo Xing, the young marshal of the Pingbei Army, finally led more than 2,000 cavalry under his command and rushed to the front of the East Customs.

At this time, it was almost dawn, and although the fire in the East Customs was still burning, it was not very dazzling against the background of the gradually brightening sky. However, the billowing smoke that kept steaming still startled Guo Xing off his horse.

“…… This...... This...... How could there be a misfire...... How could it be on fire! ”

Guo excitedly got up from the ground, grabbed Feng Lianye who was following behind him with both hands, and kept shaking his arm. And the forward general Feng Lian was now stunned by the tragic scene of the East Customs, but under Guo Xing's desperate shaking, he finally calmed down one step ahead of him:

"Young marshal, young marshal...... Yan Chongwu! ”

Guo Xing followed the direction of Feng Lianye's finger and saw Yan Chongwu sitting on a war horse not far away. At this time, Guo Xing was still immersed in the fact that the East Customs was burned, and he did not come to his senses for a while, and shouted towards Yan Chongwu with determination and grief in his tone:

"Dog thief! What the hell did you do to my East Customs? ”

In fact, Yan Chongwu couldn't answer Guo Xing this question, because he was also kept in the dark by Shen Gui, at best, he knew it, but he didn't know why. But the winner at this time is still himself after all, scratching his head and saying, 'Hehe, I don't know', is really a little discouraged......

"Hmph, Zhu Zi Guo Xing, do you think that with your 150,000 Pingbei army, plus 100,000 follow-up reinforcements, you can treat my Youbei Third Road as a smooth road? You see, it was Yan, the 'dog thief', who first killed his father on the bank of the Pu River, and then fought a bloody battle in the valley of the Emperor's Tomb in my Youbei; at the same time, I also invited the great shaman of shamanism to pray for the spirit of flint to possess you, so that you can taste the power of shamanism. Now you see, this heavenly fire has directly burned all your dependence. At this moment, you and these old and weak soldiers under your command will only need a moment to turn into the soul of Yan Mou's sword...... Hahahaha, Guo Xing, Guo Xing, if you talk about the way to use troops before the battle, you are far worse than your father! ”

In fact, Yan Chongwu just said it so casually, and he even said it in a word. He had long known that He Wendao and the Fourteenth Rank had already sneaked into the East Customs under Shen Gui's arrangement; But he originally thought that these hidden piles would at most help him burn some of the enemy's grain, grass and ordnance, or act as some internal responders when he captured the East Customs in the future.

He never even dreamed that with just such a few dozen people, he would be able to turn the Eastern Customs, along with more than 200,000 soldiers and civilians of the Northern Yan Dynasty, into a scorched earth.

Of course, Guo Xing didn't know how true or false what Yan Chongwu said, but the last sentence 'not as good as his father' was really a sentence of 'killing people'. Guo Xing, who was angry, completely lost his mind, flew into the saddle with a piece of leg, shook the cold gun in his palm with his right hand, and four phantoms were pointed out in the void at the tip of the gun, his feet were clasped in the stirrups, and he slapped the horse's buttocks with the tail of the gun, and the whole person rushed to Yan Chongwu who was complacent with monstrous hatred.

Feng Lian also looked at Guo Xing's blood-red eyes just now, and he knew that he still knew something about his young marshal's temperament. On weekdays, whether he treats his comrades and siblings or the subordinates of the handsome house, he has always been soft-spoken and extremely modest, as if he was a scholar who held a scroll in his hand and only read the words of the sages; But it is often the same person, once the last line of defense is opened, it is far more dangerous than ordinary rude and reckless people.

So Feng Lianye, who had been prepared for a long time, after Guo Xing angrily rushed at Yan Chongwu to kill, he also gave a few orders to a few henchmen behind him, and then he also used his long knife to catch up with Guo Xing.

It's not the first time that Guo and Yan have fought each other, so they also know what the other party has at hand. It can also be said that if it was the battle of Yanjiagou yesterday, without the protection of the flying bear sergeants, Yan Chongwu's head would have been hung on the handsome flag of the Pingbei Army; But now Guo Xing is under the feeling of anger, and he has long lost his sober mind in the past; The most basic calmness is also missing in the middle of the flat gun moves, so as to break the moves; Instead, he directly brought all his strength and fought with Yan Chongwu straight forward.

Of course, Guo Xing is holding back his anger now, and it is understandable to choose such a style of play to vent the resentment in his heart; But he and the soldiers of the Pingbei Pioneer Battalion under him, but after a wheel battle, they immediately rushed here, with a sense of fatigue running all the way, and then fought with Yan Chongwu, who was born with divine power, although he would not be defeated in a short time, but he would definitely not be able to defeat the other party.

Now is the time for the main generals of the two armies to fight, even if Feng Lian is only a few steps ahead of the two, he also deeply understands that if he also rushes into the battle group, then the two armies will immediately start a melee.

The cavalry of the Pingbei Army behind him were all tired soldiers who had been running here for a long time after a long battle, and the more than 5,000 people on the opposite side had never participated in the bloody battle of Yanjiagou from beginning to end; Even if they have traveled a long distance, they must be much stronger physically than their brothers at the end of the crossbow.

Even Feng Lian didn't want to admit it, but he also knew very well in his heart that the war between the two northern countries had ended ahead of schedule because of the fact that the Eastern Customs was burned down. And on their own side, they are complete losers.

Thinking of this, Feng Lian also quietly waved his hand towards the henchmen behind him. Several people obeyed the order and rode out of the ranks and joined the battle group directly. The Flying Bear Army, who was watching the battle on the opposite side, saw that there was a trend of scuffle, and was about to charge with their horses, but they were caught off guard by the next scene:

It turned out that these Pingbei soldiers rushed into the second general's battle group, and did not encircle the enemy commander Yan Chongwu in all directions; Instead, he ran away from the war horse and surrounded his young marshal Guo Xing. Immediately, several people flew together and pounced on their young marshal, pressing the inexplicable Guo Xing under the crowd.

Immediately, these people tied Guo Xing, who was still stunned, with very quick hands and feet, and a strong man carried it on his shoulders, hugged his fist at Yan Chongwu, turned over his horse, and ran back to the team.

Yan Chongwu was also stunned by this big drama, and just wanted to speak after relieving himself, but the old general Feng Lian, who was still standing in place, moved his crotch and came to the opposite side of Yan Chongwu:

"Yan Chongwu, you won a certain trick in Yanjiagou before, and after you went back, the old man felt unconvinced! Come on, come on, there is a chance today, Feng also wants to learn some of Your Excellency's tricks! ”

After saying a kind word, General Feng didn't wait for Yan Chongwu to react, so he used all his strength, danced the big knife in his hand, and collided with Yan Chongwu with the war horse under his crotch.

At the same time as his body moved, Old General Feng also let out a loud shout from his mouth:

"Shaft, look at the knife!"