Chapter 80: Xu Minghui Fights Wang Lie

"Some of them will follow me to support the North Gate, and others will deal with the enemy in the right way."

After saying this, Xu Minghui hurriedly left with some people. The fighting at the South Gate did not stop with his departure, and continued to be in full swing.

The city wall of the imperial capital is very long, and Xu Minghui sighs about it on weekdays, and now he has to rush to the north gate along the long city wall, and he feels even more so.

"With my more than 100,000 white feather troops, I'm afraid I can't fill the city wall, if the old thief Qinghua has enough troops, wouldn't it be easy to break the city?"

The city wall is very long, so long that Xu Minghui can sigh while hurrying. The four city walls, even if all the White Feather Army fill in, they can't be exhaustive. However, the crown prince Huang Hao had previously asserted that it was impossible for Emperor Qinghua to spare enough troops, so Xu Minghui did not have too many worries about the lack of troops.

It is worth worrying, where did the prince get the confidence to assert such a thing?

He still has a back hand in his hand that has not been opened, or he is rebellious with other countries......

The shouting of killing startled Xu Minghui out of his chaotic thoughts, and a black-armored soldier slashed at him with a knife.

If he couldn't catch a knife from a mere soldier, Xu Minghui would have taken off his armor and returned to the field, throwing down the big knife and obsessively marrying a wife and hugging a doll. At this time, the one who will appear on the city wall in black armor is naturally a warrior of the Tianlin Army. I saw the simple knife in his hand like a tiger fluttering in the wind, menacing.

Xu Minghui didn't dare to hold it up, so he raised the big knife in his hand and took the chop.

In an instant, the big knife cut horizontally, like a dragon swinging its tail. Xu Minghui's knife, the edge of the knife is as round as a half-quarter moon, and it is called a glaive knife. The half-moon blade cut into the head of the person holding the Pu knife, and the soldiers of the Tianlin Army had no time to dodge, blood splattered in the air, and the human head was separated.

The hand rises and falls, and life and death are only in a moment.

For the strong, people always worship. The soldiers behind Xu Minghui looked at him one by one with admiration, and his superb martial arts impressed everyone present.

Between a few breaths, everyone's emotions rose and fell, but with Xu Minghui's knife, the emotions in the sky also turned into reverence for Xu Minghui. Only Xu Minghui, although he was safe and sound under the assassination, still had a serious face.

He didn't expect that a small soldier in the Tianlin Military Region could force him to resist with a knife.

He didn't expect that the situation at the North Gate was already so critical, and before he reached the North Gate, there would be soldiers from the Tianlin Army.

Thinking of this, Xu Minghui was even more worried.

"Let's go."

As they quickened their pace, the north gate was close at hand.

The north gate is really critical!

The soldiers on both sides of the White Feather Army and the Tianlin Army fought together, and most of the battlements were occupied by the Tianlin Army, and more black-armored soldiers climbed up from there. Xu Minghui's heart tightened, and the other party had already attacked the city gate.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

Shouting to kill the enemy, Xu Minghui rushed into the melee between the two armies with the Glaive Sword, and the soldiers behind him poured in.

With their joining, the pressure on the White Feather Army was greatly reduced. The Tianlin Army, on the other hand, was already at a disadvantage in numbers, and with their ruthlessness, they fought fiercely with the defenders of the North Gate.

The balance was broken, and the Tianlin Army was in decline.

After fighting and retreating, the battlements that had been occupied with great difficulty were lost in several places.

Until, Emperor Qinghua and Qilin Hou also appeared.

Qilin Hou poked his head out of the battlement and shouted: "Xu Minghui, eat my sword!" ”

When Xu Minghui heard the roar of the enemy, he thought that Wang Lie had attacked, and he was almost plotted by a small soldier in a distraction. When he looked up, he realized that the Qilin had just climbed up from the battlement, and it was just the old dog's calculation.

When the enemy met, he was already very red-eyed, coupled with the shameless calculation of the other party as soon as he appeared, Xu Minghui's face was red.

The glaive knife danced, and Xu Minghui rushed towards Wang Lie. Wang Lie would not be afraid of this old enemy, and drew his long sword and waited for him to rush over.

The big sword shows the mighty and decisive momentum of the knife holder, chopping, stabbing, slashing, and picking, like a thunderbolt descending into the world, and has a length advantage, Wang Lie can only rely on flexibility to deal with the long sword.

But the Lord is coming, which greatly boosts the morale of the Tianlin army, and the battle in the city is at a stalemate again. When the battlement mouth poked out another person's head, the Tianlin Army soldiers fell into a frenzy and pounced on the enemy without their lives.

The one who came up from behind was naturally Emperor Qinghua, the prince of Daheng, who rushed into the crowd with a long sword, incarnated as a chef to chop vegetables and fruits, and came and went freely in the White Feather Army.

After rushing and killing for a while, Emperor Qinghua retreated not far from Qilin Hou's side, staring at Xu Minghui with cold eyes.

The two were fighting inseparably, and Xu Minghui was confident that he could achieve the final victory with his weapon advantage, but the watchful eye of the tiger next to him made him shudder, and his action reaction slowed down unconsciously. Although Emperor Qinghua would not end up fighting with Qilin Hou alone, Xu Minghui believed that if he defeated Qilin Hou, the opponent he faced would be Emperor Qinghua.

"Haha, Brother Xu seems to have been frightened by His Majesty? In the future, I will ask you to break your guts? ”

After Wang Lie felt relaxed, he played tricks and teased Xu Minghui.

Xu Minghui was already upset, but he was provoked by his words, and his mood was even more chaotic. He also understood that Wang Lie was deliberately provoking him, but he couldn't bear that breath in his heart, and said angrily: "Wang Pifu, you can do your best." On martial arts, only soft thorns are stabbed around, what kind of hero is it! ”

The angrier he was, the happier Wang Lie became.

"Haha, Xu Po dared to say that others are good at talking, I don't think you're bad. Why don't you and I abandon our weapons and become civil servants together? ”

Even Emperor Qinghua, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, also had a smile on his face, which made Xu Minghui's face feverish.

But after thinking about it, he suppressed his anger again.

Xu Minghui said in his heart: "Wang Lao Pifu has been fighting with me for many years, and he also understands my temperament to some extent. He knew that I was irritable, so he attacked me with words, and I couldn't get into it. ”

Xu Minghui, who came to his senses, acted more majestic, but unfortunately the master made a move, and the victory or defeat was in one move. The battle between the two is now Wang Lie's upper hand.