Chapter 2 The Prince of Qi

Outside the city.

A carriage ran like crazy, and its body shook to the point of falling apart.

Around the carriage, more than a dozen swordsmen, dressed in rags and covered in blood, waved and shouted at Jimo City, their voices almost hoarse.

"Childe Bintian! Shoot the arrows! ”

"Childe Bintian! Shoot the arrows! ”

"Childe Bintian! Hurry up and release the arrows! ”

……

It's a pity that the shouts of more than a dozen people, like the cry of seagulls in the waves, were instantly drowned out by the hooves of the waves, and all that responded to them was the cheers and waves of thousands of soldiers on the wall.

"General Shen, it's not good, the city gate is open!" A swordsman exclaimed.

Sure enough, everyone saw the suspension bridge of Jimo City slowly lowering, the city gate opened, and there were rare and happy figures inside.

"Damn, Le Yi is too cunning, deliberately driving us here to lure the defenders!"

It was a big man with a broken arm, with rough eyebrows, and the only remaining right arm was carrying a bloody human head, and he rode his horse to the front.

This person's name is Shen He.

Shen He turned his head to look at the Chu Jun behind him, his eyes showed hatred, and he immediately decided: "Wentong, quickly take the son out!" ”

"Childe...... Son...... Bintian ...... Oh...... Oh...... Childe Bintian...... "Wentong is a thin teenager, twelve or thirteen years old, driving the carriage at this time, and he has already cried into tears.

"You cry so much, can you come back to life if you cry again!!" Shen He said angrily.

"That'...... So what else can be done? Wen Tong stopped crying and hugged the long sword in his arms, obviously frightened by Shen He.

"I abandoned my son!"

"What?!" Wen Tong shuddered.

Shen He snorted coldly, casually threw the head at Wen Tong, called a person, turned over and jumped into the carriage behind.

"You! What do you want?! Wen Tong was startled by the head in his arms, and even more frightened by Shen He's words, and quickly turned around and got into the car, and saw that Shen He and another swordsman had already lifted Tian Ziyun's corpse.

Tian Ziyun's face was pale, his eyebrows were tightly locked, even if he died, there was still an indignant resentment between his eyebrows, showing that the anger in his chest before death was unfillable, and he was unwilling to die.

Shen He stood in front of Tian Ziyun and suddenly knelt down on one knee: "Son, I'm sorry, the Chu people are treacherous and take refuge in the Yan people." I fell for Le Yi's tricks again and was expelled here, that is, when the city of Mo was in great trouble, only by abandoning Gongzi Mingzhi, the defenders in the city knew that the Chu army was cheating! ”

Shen He said that, and knocked his head on the wooden board three times: "The revenge of the Yan people has not been avenged, and Shen He will follow Gongzi in the next life." ”

"No, you are not allowed to touch the child!"

When Shen He got up, Wen Tong was already in front of Shen He, pulled out his sword with a bang, and pointed at Shen He tremblingly: "If you dare to abandon your son, I will fight with you!" ”

Shen He was silent and walked forward.

"No, don't come here, come over to me again...... I'll stab it out! Wen Tong's sword had already pressed against Shen He's chest, but his palm trembled violently, and his voice choked: "You...... You don't want to ...... Come here...... Come back again...... I...... I...... Woo! ”

With a clang, the sword fell to the ground, and Wen Tong had already pounced on Tian Ziyun's body, and cried loudly: "Childe...... Childe! ”

Shen He, who has always been resolute and resolute, was also moved by Wen Tong and stood in place.

Woo~

Wen Tong grabbed Tian Ziyun's hands and cried loudly, crying so that his eyes were hazy, and he was in a daze, as if he heard a whisper from above:

"Little ...... Joan ...... Be...... Are you ......?"

"Childe, it's me, I'm a literary boy...... Son...... Wen Tong ...... Wen Tong ......"

"Childe?!"

Wen Tong raised his head in shock, wiped away his tears fiercely, and saw in his teary eyes that Tian Ziyun's tightly locked brows had gradually unfolded, his eyes were slightly open, and he was staring at him as if he was filled with blood.

It was a pair of indescribable eyes, mixed with unwillingness, resentment, confusion and endless sorrow, turned into bloodshot threads, engraved in the eyeballs, and it was shocking to see Wen Tong.

After a few moments, the bloodshot in the eyeball gradually receded. The eyes were clear, first showing hesitation and dazedness, and then mixed with a sense of unruliness.

Wen Tong was stunned for a moment, this kind of look he had never seen before.

Immediately afterwards, I saw Tian Ziyun's eyes widening wider and wider, his eyes were split, and his whole body trembled, and suddenly, Tian Ziyun stood up suddenly and roared madly:

Meng ...... Meng Yue, Meng Yue! ”

"Gong ...... Childe ......" Wen Tong couldn't help but be stunned.

"Childe! Are you awake?! Shen He and the others were also surprised.

"Tian Ziyun", who was standing at this time, slowly calmed down, but his chest still rose and fell sharply, and there were even waves of turmoil in his heart, almost suffocating him:

"I ...... Still alive...... I'm not dead? ”

No, how could it be, wasn't I killed by Meng Yue? How did I end up here? Where is this?

Ye Shaoyun almost couldn't believe it, the explosion of Nuwa Temple was still vivid, and there seemed to be a heat wave on his back. But more strange and familiar memories poured into his mind like a tidal wave. He only felt that his head was bursting, and his heart seemed to burst out of his chest!

"I ...... I'm really not dead?! ”

"Tian Ziyun? I'm Tian Ziyun?! ”

Yikes!

Ye Shaoyun suddenly heard a soft sound from behind, and then his right cheek was hot, and the swordsman beside him pounced and fell to the ground, with half an arrow stuck in the back of his head.

"Childe be careful!" Shen He reacted the fastest, and had already grabbed Tian Ziyun and Wen Tong, and fell down.

Ye Shaoyun was frightened, reached out and touched the right side of his face, his hand was full of red blood, sticky, and he could still feel the residual temperature.

"It's not a dream, I'm really not dead."

"Childe, abandon the carriage soon, the Yan people are attacking the city!" Shen He pushed the frightened Tian Ziyun out.

At this time, Ye Shaoyun was still in a dream, everything happened too fast, and before he could digest the information in his head, as soon as Fang stepped out of the car door, the bright light flashed, and he was shocked by the scene in front of him:

I saw that there was no grass growing on the reckless field.

Five hundred meters away, a huge earthen wall suddenly rose from the ground, like a giant bull lying in the field, stretching for more than ten miles, cutting off his sight.

Heaven and earth are reckless, and there is nothing but the earthen wall.

Ye Shaoyun had never seen such a huge city wall, looking up like a mountain, I am afraid that the largest Yong'an ancient city in the future is less than half of what he sees.

In the distance, on the earthen city, there was a crowd of people, countless people shouted and ran, and they couldn't count how many bows and arrows, flashing a little cold, were aimed in the direction behind him.

In addition, many strange towers, wells, and indescribable wooden buildings, like wild beasts, clinging to the city walls, like fangs armed with the city.

The entire Jimo City, at this time, was like a great enemy, full of terrifying coercion, giving Ye Shaoyun the illusion that he would be shot in an instant.

At this moment, suddenly!

Ye Shaoyun cheered behind him for a while, like a tsunami in the mountains, and then there was a loud squeak, which was the sound of thousands of people pulling bows and strings at the same time, so stretched that the land was about to be torn off!

"Shoot the arrows!"

Whew, a dark cloud swept over Ye Shaoyun's head, dense, covering the sky and the sun, flying towards Jimo City, splashing a cloud of blood mist when he landed!

The city wall in the distance was immediately in disarray, like a swarm of ants scurrying around the city wall, howling, trampling, and people constantly falling down the tower.

"Change the formation, the warriors are out!"

With another shout, Ye Shaoyun turned his head in shock:

I saw that the short-legged and thick-backed Chu State turtle horses that were originally running behind were suddenly lined up on both sides, and the green skull flashed in the middle, and hundreds of long-legged and thin-backed horses rushed out!

Hu Ma has a dense and long mane, a large head and a wide forehead, and all of them are cavalrymen on the horse, all of whom are wearing open light armor, holding long ge, and their lower bodies are tightly covered, which is completely different from the Chu soldiers on the periphery.

"Huma, it's Huma, it's Yanren's Huma! Not good, these are the dead soldiers of the Yan army! Shen He also stood next to Tian Ziyun and said in horror.