"Knock knock!"

The passionate drum beat was like a sharp blade penetrating through the unbridled Huns, as if it appeared out of thin air, and a wave of armor soldiers inexplicably ran out of the houses and alleys on the streets, holding swords, staring at red eyes, screaming and rushing towards the Huns who had not yet reacted. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

On the top of the house, I don't know when many figures climbed up, one by one the bowstrings in their hands were full of moon, and the arrows came out in response, falling among the Huns, setting off bursts of screams.

Using the scimitar in his hand to block a flying arrow, Tuota turned his head in a hurry, "Third prince, there is an ambush!" ”

Jinhu'er tugged on the reins fiercely, stabilizing the frightened horses under his crotch, without looking at Tuota, at this moment, he also knew that he had been ambushed, and his heart couldn't help but be anxious, but the subordinates who followed behind him were caught off guard by this sudden lotion, and they were already in a mess, where could they turn the horse's head.

What made Jin Hu'er even more panicked was that the city gate behind him had been closed, and there seemed to be more and more Han people pouring around, not at all like those who were terrified when they heard the sound of horses' hooves, and suddenly seemed to be a different person, even the unarmed white-haired old man rushed over with his own shovels, hoes and other tools.

It's just a few breaths of effort, and the situation has been completely subverted, and Jinhu'er, who had previously said that the tiger is chasing the rabbit, has become a person who is besieged, and he is inexplicably frightened when he looks at the crowd that keeps pounced.

"Third Prince, let's go!"

In his ears, there was the roar of Tuota, and later, I saw him raise and fall with his sword, and cut down the Huns who were blocking the horses behind Jinhuer.

Jinhuer did not hesitate, took the opportunity to turn the horse's head, and stabbed the horse's buttocks, and the black horse who was in pain immediately screamed and walked towards the city gate.

It was only a few dozen zhang away from the city gate, but Jinhu'er was extremely difficult, and in this situation, he just wanted to rush to the city to seize the gate, even if he stepped on the corpses of his subordinates, he didn't care at all.

"Grab the gates!"

Jinhu'er ignored the bloodstains on his face, and roared with the soldiers who had killed him near the city gate, and as soon as the words fell, he was kicked off his horse by a jumping figure.

Xiong Gang staggered forward a few steps before stopping his figure, standing on the head of the city, he naturally saw the scene of the battle below, and now saw that the Huns who had been the turtle in the urn wanted to seize the city gate, and hurriedly handed the drumstick to the people around him, and jumped down from the city.

Capture the thief and capture the king first, as long as this fang is killed, the Huns who are still resisting to the death will be defeated.

Secretly said something in his heart, Xiong Gang showed murderous intentions, carried his sword, stepped forward, and raised his hand to take the life of Jinhu'er, who had not yet risen from the ground.

"The general can't help it, that's the prince of the Huns!"

Guo Wei in the distance shouted in panic, hearing his words, Xiong Gang couldn't help but be shocked, but the sword had already been shot, and he was about to cut off Jinhu'er's head in a blink of an eye, how could he say stop and stop?

"Dang!"

With a crisp sound, the long sword in Xiong Gang's hand came out of his hand, and his arm was also very painful, and when he raised his head, a sword was obliquely inserted into the masonry not far from his feet, and later, he saw Liu Xi's feet flying on the Huns.

Every time one stepped on one, everyone must have fallen to the ground and died.

"Who would dare to do it!"

Liu Xi held Jinhu'er and roared in a low voice, not loud, but it could penetrate the noise of the fight, and the sound resounded in everyone's hearts.

Tuota, who was dodging arrows and swords, saw this scene, and immediately looked hideous, raised his bloody scimitar, and rushed towards Liu Xi with a roar.

With his move, the Huns, who were stunned, also moved, and were about to ride their horses behind Tuota and rush towards Liu Xi, but in the blink of an eye, a silver light flashed overhead, and later saw Tuota's huge head thrown into the air, and the body sprayed with bloodlet still went forward with the war horse under the crotch.

Before the rest of the Huns came back to their senses, the silver light pounced on them again, and the phantoms were heavy, only to feel a little colder in their necks inexplicably.

Finally, the silver light stopped, floating in the air, fluorescent and clear, clear as water.

"It turned out to be a sword ......"

The Huns on horseback whispered, and then saw that the upper hand that had touched the neck was full of blood, and suddenly realized that he had already been cut by a sharp blade, and woke up.

In the shocked eyes of everyone, Dawu walked over with a cold face and did not hurry up, collected the bright silver sword in his hand, wiped away the blood stains on the sword body, and wrapped it around his waist like a trick.

"Dangchang!"

Rushing to Liu Xi's side, Huyan Qingshi, who wanted to protect him, fell to the ground with a long knife in his hand, his eyes were full of sluggishness, looking at Dawu who was getting closer and closer, and after a while, he stammered, "It turns out ...... It turns out that the big brother of the samurai family...... It's the ...... of the immortals."

The master of Dacheng, for ordinary people, is indeed an existence that cannot be looked up to, Liu Xi of course understands the horror of Huyan Qingshi, but the situation is urgent, and he can't care about appeasing, he threw the sluggish Jinhuer to Guo Wei, handed it over to him for interrogation, and left Luo Shan, who came to clean the streets, he turned around and went to the city wall.

In this battle, more than 1,000 Huns were annihilated, such a fortunate event has not appeared for many years, and more importantly, a prince was captured.

If it was in the past, this battle would have been enough to report to the court with great fanfare, but now the Xiongnu army will soon be in the city, and the person he captured turned out to be the prince of the Xiongnu.

The prince, he can die under the wrath of the Son of Heaven, or he can die among the walls of his brothers, but he cannot become a prisoner of others.

Because, no matter how incompetent and cowardly he is, he is still the face of the dynasty.

And now, the small city of Yangqu, which the Huns despise the most, has captured one of their princes, and he will definitely not swallow this breath, so Liu Xi can predict how tragic the next situation will be.

Climbed up to the top of the city, looking into the distance, the sky was gloomy and suffocating, between the thick clouds, the dust was faintly visible, but you could look at it, but you could not see the heavy figure of ten thousand horses galloping.

"Are you flustered?"

Beside him, Dawu said softly, still as usual, his face was as flat as the ancient well that did not make waves, it seemed that he had taken the lives of many Huns before and had not disturbed his state of mind.

There is nothing in the eyes, and the thoughts and thoughts of a cultivator are indeed different from ordinary people.

Sighing secretly, Liu Xi put his hand on the masonry of the city wall hung with ice slag and frost, and felt the cold chill pass through his palm and enter his body, soothing his restless heart.

"When you took out the sword just now, did you think about the person who imagined the illusion?"

Cultivators can draw their swords and cut off the water and collapse the mountains and the ground, so naturally they cannot participate in secular battles, and many disciples of the school but there are people who walk in the world are all incognito, just like Liu Xi.

If you disrupt the dynasty with your cultivation, or if you charge into battle and attack everything, you will have severed your relationship with the mountain gate, and you will be hunted down by other sects in the future, even if you die in the world, you will not die well.

Because, above the three feet of darkness, there is an illusion that makes countless cultivators tremble.

Liu Xi didn't know why he wanted to talk to Dawu about this matter, although he was asking Dawu, in fact, why didn't he ask himself in his heart?

Yangqu City has to resist thousands of Huns, how can it be achieved with hundreds of soldiers and people who have never been in contact with blood and water in the city?

Therefore, Liu Xi is struggling, should his cultivation be exposed?

After enduring for a long time, it is to move in order to wait for the time to avenge the deep revenge of the sea of blood, but at this moment when Yangqu City is in danger of survival, if you hide it again, it can only be a death with hatred.

When he was thinking about it, Liu Xi's low humming voice came from Dawu's ears, "Entering the WTO is to taste all the states of the world, since you have met it, you have to do it as you like, if you don't think you have seen it, it is not considered a practice." ”

Do whatever you want.

Hearing these words, Liu Xi's hand slapped on the masonry, and his brows, which had been tense for a long time, showed a smile, in fact, the things that bothered him had already been answered.

Otherwise, how could he stay in the stormy Yangqu City?

After untying the knot, Liu Xi looked at the thick clouds in the distance, and felt that there was an indescribable pride in his chest, what does it matter if thousands of people surround me in a lonely city, I can refuse it with a long sword in my hand.

"Thank you."

Turning his head, Liu Xi and Dawu thanked him, but the latter ignored it, staring into the distance, his eyes shining like stars.

Suddenly, only a crisp clanging sound could be heard, which came from Dawu's waist, and in an instant, the bright silver sword that was put away flashed a void light and flew into Dawu's hand.

"Here they are."

Under the deep voice, Liu Xi's face sank, and he looked into the distance, and sure enough, where the thick clouds and the field merged, countless figures were galloping, although they were still more than ten miles away, they could already feel the horse's hooves like thunder, as if they were about to blow up this cold winter.