"Yu Wenyong, you also have today? Hahahaha! Gao Yanzong looked at Yu Wenyong, who was tightly protected in the middle by He Ruobi and other cadres, with a very bad face, and laughed arrogantly and proudly. Although the exhaustion of his body made him pant like a cow and sweat profusely, at this time, a pair of narrow eyes were shining, obviously happy for the reversal of the battle.

After laughing for a while, Gao Yanzong looked at Yu Wenyong for a long time and said: "Yuwen Yong, those who know the times are Junjie, as long as you are captured, I promise to spare your life, and you can also be crowned as the king of Zhou who is above 10,000 people under one person, and the glory and wealth are still inexhaustible!" ”

Yuwen Yong was furious, his face suddenly turned iron-blue, his eyes looked at Gao Yanzong as if he wanted to breathe fire, and said angrily: "Dead fat man, rampant!" Today I want to see if you die or I die! ”

After a pause, Yu Wenyong said sharply: "Soldiers, kill me, today I must crush Gao Yanzong's bones and scatter ashes and set foot in Jinyang!" As he spoke, Yu Wenyong roared, and rushed forward again with his sword.

"Your Majesty, wait!" Before Yu Wenyong's body rushed out, he was hugged by a person, who was Wang Liang. Wang Liang looked at the furious Yu Wenyong with an anxious and worried face, and said loudly: "Your Majesty, you must be calm, now that the reinforcements of the Qi army have arrived, this is not the time to be brave, if you don't leave the city quickly, there will be a big disaster!" ”

"Fang Kaizhen, today I must have a duel with that dead fat man!" Seeing that success was one step away, and there were branches, and after being ridiculed and humiliated by Gao Yanzong, Yu Wenyong's anger that had been squeezed in his chest for days could no longer be restrained, and he roared loudly while struggling.

Wang Liang looked at the joy that was already extremely close to the city gate, and a flash of determination flashed in his eyes full of anxiety, and he said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty, I am offended!" As he spoke, Wang Liang raised his hand and slammed it on Yu Wenyong's neck, who looked stunned and struggled slightly, but quickly passed out.

"Wang Rail, what are you doing?" Where did the surrounding generals expect Wang Rail to be so bold, they couldn't help but shout in anger, and the blood-stained blades in their hands were also aimed at Wang Rail, overflowing with murderous aura.

Wang Liang turned a deaf ear to everyone's scolding, and looked at He Ruobi, Han Baohu, and Yang Jian with a stern face: "Soldiers, now that the situation is urgent, Wang Rail is forced to make this decision, and I am alone to bear all the responsibilities!" For the sake of today's plan, we will do everything to escort His Majesty out of the city, and I ask you to work together! ”

Saying that, Wang Liang handed over Yuwen Yong to Han Baohu's hands, and said solemnly: "Everyone, the emperor will be handed over to you, there must be no mistakes, I am here to break the queen for you!" ”

"General Wang!" Han Baohu and everyone exclaimed in shock.

"The situation is urgent, don't waste any more time, go quickly, you must protect the emperor!" Wang Liang glanced at the city gate where chaos had appeared, and the gloom in his eyes became heavier, and he said sharply.

"General Wang-" Han Baohu was still a little hesitant and wanted to say something, but Yang Jian beside him interrupted: "General Wang, please leave it to you in the rear, Yang Jian was originally a pioneer, even if he fought to the death, he would send the emperor out of the city safely!" General Wang, take care! ”

As he spoke, Yang Jian waved his hand and led his soldiers to quickly rush towards the city.

"General Wang, take care!" Han Baohu and He Ruobi glanced at each other, knowing that this place was not suitable for staying, so they solemnly saluted Wang Liang together, and then helped Yuwen Yong onto his horse, and killed him towards the city gate under the arch guard of many Zhou troops.

"Yu Wenyong wants to run?" Gao Yanzong was waiting for Yuwen Yong to send him to the door, but he suddenly saw Zhou Jun rushing towards the city gate, and immediately understood their intentions, and couldn't help but be shocked in his heart, and hurriedly shouted: "Hugh is going to leave Yuwen Yong, stop them quickly, kill!" ”

"Gao Yanzong, your logarithm is me!" The long sword in Wang Liang's hand was shocked, and with a loud shout, he led the crowd to rush towards Gao Yanzong.

"Warriors of the Great Zhou, the time has come for us to be loyal, kill!"

"Kill!"

There were about 2,000 men in charge of the break, and they were the troops who had followed Wang Rail for many years. After Wang Liang chose to break off, he already had the heart of death, broke the cauldron and sank the boat, and fought against the water, and everyone knew that they would definitely die, so they burst out with their greatest potential, and roared angrily, killing Gao Yanzong like a mad beast.

"Who is the enemy general, Yang Jian, the Duke of Sui of the Great Zhou Dynasty, is here, why don't you get out of the way quickly!" Yang Jian rode his horse to the city gate, looked at the cavalry pouring into the city, and suddenly shouted.

His face was already very strange, and his eyes were as bright as stars, and his angry shouts at this time were quite powerful, which shrank the heavy evil aura on the happy cavalry.

"Who should I be, but it turned out to be Yang Jian, the Duke of Sui, it's really disrespectful!" A hearty laugh sounded, and he happily beat the horse and walked a few steps, and his deep eyes were not happy, so he looked at Yang Jian quietly and with a gentle face.

"Happy? Sure enough, it's you! Happily appeared, Yang Jian's eyes suddenly burst into a cloud of essence, the corners of his eyes jumped sharply a few times, and he said sharply: "What a disciple, I didn't expect you to be alive?" Okay, okay, my father will kill you today, and I can comfort Lihua's spirit in the sky! ”

"General Yang, it is rare for you and my son-in-law to see each other, why are you so angry? You have also seen the current situation, Wei Xiaokuan is dead, Yuwen Yong has become a turtle in the urn, the Zhou army will be defeated, why didn't Yue Zhangzhang plan early? ”

After a pause, he happily continued: "Lord Yue, don't worry, if you have a son-in-law to intercede for you, my emperor will definitely not treat you badly!" ”

"Shut up!" Yang Jian's face was pale, and his two thick sword eyebrows were almost straight up, and there was a faint sharp aura on them, "This duke is a subject of the Great Zhou, how can he be in the company of you, a shameless man?" Happy child, today my father will kill you! Soldiers, kill! With that, Yang Jian immediately hit his horse and rushed towards Xing.

"Kill!"

The cold glint in his happy eyes flashed, and the steel knife in his right hand trembled lightly in the air, and he rushed towards Yang Jian without fear.

"Death to children!" Yang Jian roared angrily, and the spear in his hand shook out a string of spear flowers, stabbing towards the throat of happiness like a poisonous snake, fast and ruthless.

For happiness, Yang Jian not only has a good feeling in his heart, but also lacks affection, but can also be said to hate it to the bone. It was because of happiness that the eldest daughter Yang Lihua lost her body and humiliated the family, and what annoyed Yang Jian the most was that he lost the opportunity to become the ruler of the country, which was extremely detrimental to both himself and the development of the Yang clan.

It was in this meeting that Yang Jian had a very strong killing intent towards happiness, and he was ruthless.

"Go!" Happy and fearless, the smile on the corner of his mouth remained unchanged, he did not dodge or dodge the spear that stabbed his throat, and the steel knife in his hand slashed down from top to bottom, aiming directly at Yang Jian's head.

"Maniac!"

Looking at Xingxing's eyes that were so deep that there was no trace of fear, and feeling the awe-inspiring killing intent and fierce wind above his head, Yang Jian couldn't help but curse secretly, the spear in his hand shook suddenly, turned upward, and hit the steel knife that Xing Xin had chopped.

"Dang!"

With a crisp sound, the happy steel knife finally failed to fall, but Yang Jian's body shook a few times, a touch of blood appeared on his face, his heart sank suddenly, and he said secretly: "This guy has so much strength and a ruthless heart." ”

There are not many people in the world who are really not afraid of death, and the lives of the rich and noble are especially important. Although he is also afraid of death, he can put life and death aside in battle, but he has been running on the edge of life and death all year round. It is precisely because of this that he has survived to this day. Even in terms of kung fu, he is not the most powerful, but in the life-and-death struggle, he must be the one who survives in the end.

Therefore, in the face of the attack of happiness and death, Yang Jian showed his cowardice, and he was at a disadvantage as soon as he saw it.

"Come again!"

If one move is successful, how can Gao Xing give people a chance to breathe. With a soft snort in his mouth, the steel knife in his hand was cut down again.

"I'm afraid you won't make it!" Yang Jian was furious, and with a roar, he fired his gun to catch up.

"Dangdang!"

Yang Jian had fought with the Turks on the northern border, and his kung fu was also very tough, and he was entangled with happiness.

"You're no match for me!" The two fought for a few times, and out of the corner of their happy eyes, they saw a general with a golden armor and a long beard who was about to take advantage of the chaos to get out of the city, his eyes suddenly narrowed, and he suddenly said softly.

The shadow of the knife in front of Yang Jian suddenly dissipated, and he couldn't help but be stunned in his heart, but before he could react, he saw that he was happy and scolded, and the steel knife in his hand was cut off like lightning, and there was a scream in the air that the air was torn.

"You dare!" Yang Jian screamed, mustered up all the strength of his body, and suddenly swung his gun upwards to meet him.

"Click!"

With a loud bang, the arm of the gun in Yang Jian's hand suddenly snapped, and the snow-bright long knife only stopped slightly before continuing to slash downward.

"My life is at stake!" Looking at the blade that was gradually enlarging in his eyes, Yang Jian's eyes suddenly showed a deep unwillingness, and he couldn't help but blurt out: "Lihua-"

Happy and shocked, the movements in his hands couldn't help but slow down, and finally at the moment when the blade of the knife was about to slash Yang Jian, he changed the slash to a slap, and slapped the spine of the knife on Yang Jian's chest.

"Bump!"

With the crisp sound of bone cracking, Yang Jian screamed, and his body suddenly flew up in the air, falling heavily in the Zhou army, the blood in his mouth was like an infusion, his face was like gold paper, and his breath was extremely sluggish.

"General Yang!"

"Guogong!" The nearby Zhou Jun exclaimed one after another, and hurriedly surrounded Yang Jian tightly, looking at Xing Xing with a vigilant and resentful expression.

Xing Yaoyao looked at Yang Jian, who couldn't afford to be seriously injured, and a trace of struggle flashed in his eyes, but he soon calmed down, and instead set his eyes on Yu Wenyong, who was wearing golden armor.

Although he was glad to know that if Yang Jian was not removed, it would become a big disaster in the future, but when he thought of Yang Lihua, who had suffered a lot for him at home, the killing intent in his heart quietly dissipated. He is not a black-bellied hero, unscrupulous in order to achieve his goals, he believes that even if the tiger returns to the mountain, he will definitely be able to win the battle.

"It's Yuwen Yong who wears gold armor, don't run away with Yu Wenyong, chase!" At this moment, Gao Yanzong finally led the crowd to break through the blockade of the king's rails and rushed towards the city gate, shouting loudly in his mouth.

Although the cavalry under Gao Xing's command were all first-class elites, after all, the number was limited, and under Yang Jian's desperate obstruction, He Ruobi and Han Baohu still had the opportunity to rush out of the city gate.