"Kill all the traitors~~" Meng You behind him shouted.

Thousands of barbarian soldiers followed Meng Shu and rushed up to the two thousand rebels guarding the city gate.

The two armies collided, and immediately set off a bloody mist in the air, and the tragic battle was staged again.

Meng Huo was furious, the war knife in his hand danced like the wind, venting all his anger in the killing, and frantically harvesting the heads of the rebels.

After all, there were few people in Zhurong's department, and in a blink of an eye, they were rushed by several times the barbarian army, and fell into the unfavorable situation of being divided and fighting for each other.

Meng Huo's gaze was always locked on Zhu Rong, dancing with a knife, fighting a bloody way, and coming straight to Zhu Rong.

"Cheap woman, I'm going to break you into ten thousand pieces!"

In the roar of rage, Meng Shu crashed into it like an iron tower, and the war knife in his hand was full of anger, and he angrily slashed at Zhu Rong.

"It's up to you, you still want to kill me!"

Zhu Rong snorted disdainfully, and the mace in his hand danced out wildly, facing it head-on.

She thought that she was the first fierce general of the Southern Barbarians, and even if it was Meng Huo, the king of the Southern Barbarians, she would not be her opponent.

Throat!

The knife and the stick collided in an instant, splashing sparks in the sky.

At the moment of impact, Zhu Rong only felt the surging force pour into her body like a tidal wave, shaking her five insides, and her qi and blood were shocked.

Meng Shu was the same, his body also vibrated and his blood was tumbling.

With one move, the martial arts of the two are indistinguishable from each other.

"This stinky woman's martial arts are really not below me......" Meng Shu frowned deeply, and a deep disgust welled up on his face.

Zhu Rong was slightly taken aback.

For so many years, she had hardly seen Meng Huo make a move, thinking that Meng Huo's martial arts were under her, and the first time she clashed, she realized that Meng Huo's martial arts were on par with herself.

Meng Huo's anger was furious, the green tendons on his arms exploded, and the war knife in his hand slashed down overwhelmingly, and the fierce and domineering knife style came overwhelmingly.

His knife style has an anger bonus, and his power has increased greatly for a while, and he actually suppressed Zhu Rong.

Zhu Rong hurriedly breathed a sigh of relief, but calmly danced the mace, dissolving Meng Huo's stormy style.

In the blink of an eye, the two have fought for more than 30 moves, and it is still difficult to distinguish the winner from the loser.

There is no difference between the winners and losers, but the tearing between the soldiers and soldiers has divided the strength and weakness.

After all, there are too many barbarian troops, the number of people is twice as many as Zhu Rong's department, and after a fierce battle, Zhu Rong's department was divided and surrounded, and more than half of the casualties were killed, and it was about to be unable to support it.

Even, many barbarians rushed to the city gate, intending to re-seal the open city gate.

This rebellion is about to end in Zhu Rong's defeat.

"Su Zhe, why haven't you come yet, are you kidding me?" Zhu Rong's brows were deeply locked, and he secretly complained in his heart.

At this moment, in the direction behind him, there was a sudden sound of shock, and it seemed that thousands of troops and horses broke into the city.

Zhu Rong's spirits perked up, and he glanced at it, only to see countless Wei soldiers rushing in through the open city gate like a torrent.

The Wei army has finally arrived!

Zhu Rong's fighting spirit suddenly burned wildly, the mace in his hand doubled, and he sneered: "The reinforcements of the Wei State have arrived, Meng Shu, you are dead!" ”

Zhu Rong laughed wildly, but Meng Huo's spirit was instantly frustrated, and his face was attacked by endless fear.

He didn't expect that Su Zhe's reinforcements would come so quickly, and he saw that he would be able to recapture the city gate, but he fell short.

I saw thousands of Wei troops pouring into the city, and the iron cavalry ruthlessly smashed his soldiers, slashed through the blades, and harvested the heads of his soldiers wantonly.

In the blink of an eye, thousands of his soldiers and horses were crumbled by the Wei army, with countless casualties.

"Big brother, the Wei army has rushed in, let's break through from the south gate, maybe there is still a glimmer of life!"

Meng You, who was a few steps away, was already panicked and shouted at him.

"Barbarian, where to escape!"

At this moment, the veteran Yan Yan rushed out of the city, locked Meng You who was standing with his back at a glance, and slashed with the sword in his hand.

"Second brother, be careful!" Meng was anxious to warn him.

Meng You was startled, and when he turned back suddenly, he saw that an iron tower-like body had blocked him.

The bright sword of war, wrapped in the wild force of splitting the sky and the earth, was slashing horizontally towards his neck.

Meng You was so frightened that his face turned green, and he almost instinctively wanted to raise his knife to block it.

With his meager martial arts, how could he stop it.

Just when his war knife was still halfway through, Yan Yan's sword was already as fast as lightning, and a cold light flashed from the back of his neck.

Then, the bloody human head rose into the air, flew into the air, and fell among the corpses everywhere.

"Second Brother~~"

Seeing his younger brother being killed, Meng Shu was so angry that he was about to vomit blood, and let out a sad and angry roar like a trapped beast.

"Meng Huo, do you still want to be obsessed!"

Zhu Rong shouted loudly, the mace danced like the wind, completely dominating the upper hand, and the persecuted Meng was in a hurry.

Yan Yan, who killed Meng You, saw that the barbarian king was in front of him, and he was immediately excited to the point that his eyes were bloodshot.

Killing Meng Huo, such a miracle feat, how could Yan Yan miss it.

At that moment, he slapped his horse and danced the knife, and killed Meng Shu.

Meng Huo's spirit collapsed.

He knew that the fall of Nanguang City was a foregone conclusion, and his only hope now was to break through through the other gates.

Although the other three gates were also surrounded by the Wei army's barracks, there was still a glimmer of life after all, and there was only one way to die if they stayed here and continued to fight to the death.

Thinking of this, Meng Shu gritted his teeth, attacked a few times, and turned his horse away.

Zhu Rong didn't pursue, looking at Meng Shu's back as he fled, he just shook his head and sighed.

She didn't want Meng to die.

Yan Yan couldn't, rode past her, and chased Meng Shu away.

At that moment, Meng Shu fled wildly, leaving behind a large number of generals, only bringing 2,000 soldiers and horses from his own tribe, opening the south gate, trying to break through.

At this time, the sky was clear, and the vision ahead was clear.

Meng Huo and his remnants opened the city gate and rushed out less than a hundred steps, and suddenly stopped, all of them were shocked and stiffened in place.

Directly in front, more than 20,000 Wei troops had been arrayed for a long time, like a wall blocking in front of him.

An imperial flag with the word "Wei" flutters dazzlingly in the morning breeze.

Under the imperial flag, a golden figure was sitting on a fiery horse, looking coldly at the panicked barbarian.

It's Su Zhe!

He had expected that once the north gate was broken, Meng Shu would not be able to hold the city, and he would definitely lead the remnants of the army to try to break through the south gate so as to escape to the seven counties of Nanzhong.

Therefore, when Yan Yan and other generals entered the city from the north gate, Su Zhe led 20,000 soldiers and horses to line up outside the south gate, waiting for Meng Shu to hit the muzzle.

Everything was expected by him.

Despying the panicked barbarian army, a sneer rose at the corner of Su Zhe's mouth, and he shouted loudly: "Meng Shu, do you think you can escape, if I want you to die, you must die!" ”

That loud shout sounded like a heavenly oracle, and thousands of remnants of the barbarian army were defeated, and they were all terrified.

Meng Shu's body shook violently, and a bone-chilling chill rose from the soles of his feet, and an illusion of being strangled by death enveloped his heart.