Looking at the extremely chaotic battlefield, Fu Fu also frowned. The development of things to this point was unexpected, with the sudden arrival of 20,000 Turkic cavalry, the originally good situation was wiped out, and even put the Qi army in a desperate situation. Looking up at the ambush soldiers on the hillside, Fu Fu secretly said in his heart that all hope may be in them.

But can they? Fu Fu didn't have the slightest confidence in his heart.

The Qi army originally had 50,000 soldiers, but there were only less than 30,000 at this time, and they were exhausted and hungry, while the enemy's reinforcements were fierce and violent, so did the 30,000 people on the hillside who had not undergone any military training really have the courage to fight against the Turks who were not afraid of death and were cruel and murderous, and how could they have the ability to achieve victory?

"His Royal Highness the Prince, now that the Turks have reinforcements to help, their morale is like a rainbow, and there are many people, we may not be able to win when we are attacked by the enemy, but the only way to do this is to break out." Fu Fu looked at Yang Lihua with a solemn face, and said in a deep voice: "As long as His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is alive, we will not lose this battle, and we will have a good plan with the Turks in the future!" ”

At this moment of crisis, whether it is Yang Lihua, who is a woman who does not let her eyebrows, or Wu Zhao, who is full of wisdom and ruthlessness, it is inevitable that there will be some panic in her heart, and only Fu Fushang, a veteran general who has experienced a hundred battles, can maintain her composure.

Fu Fu's words made Wu Zhao feel clever, and he woke up from his distraction in an instant, and a terrifying light erupted in his cold eyes, and he said in a deep voice: "What General Fu said is reasonable, now we are suffering from the enemy on our backs, and the enemy is outnumbered, and the morale is like a rainbow, it is difficult for us to win!" We must break out of the siege while the Khan of his bowl is dealing with the falling logs and rocks, and he is unable to join the reinforcements! As he spoke, Wu Zhao turned his head to look at the remaining black-clothed man beside him, and said in an unquestionable tone: "Listen to my orders later, kill a bloody path at all costs, and protect the safety of His Royal Highness the Prince!" ”

"Yes!" These black-clothed men are all the most elite and loyal disciples of the Lunatic Cult, and they still obey the orders of Wu Zhao, the leader of the Lunatic Cult, unconditionally.

Wu Zhao bowed slightly, and then looked at Fu Fu solemnly and said: "General Fu, I will stop him with General Cheng, and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince will be handed over to you!" ”

"No!" Yang Lihua and Fu Fu said in unison, the two glanced at each other, and Fu Fu said solemnly: "Wu Gongzi is not my Great Qi soldier, you can't take care of this aftermath!" Moreover, although Your Excellency is intelligent and shrewd, he has no experience in commanding battle formations. The general was ordered to defend against the Turks, and now he is even more responsible! ”

Yang Lihua was about to speak, but Wu Zhao interrupted her without giving a beak, and said resolutely: "General Fu, don't be rash, Shuozhou is still here, you can't die!" Today, it was my blind recklessness that put everyone in a desperate situation, and I should take responsibility for everyone! Your Royal Highness the Crown Prince, don't hesitate any longer, do you want to see Daqi fall into turmoil because of your death, so that the Zhou State and the Turks have a chance to take advantage of it?! ”

After speaking, Wu Zhao didn't wait for Fu Fu and Yang Lihua to refute, and shouted coldly: "The Moon Worship Sect belongs, quickly fight a bloody way to help His Royal Highness the Crown Prince break through!" ”

"Yes!" The black-clothed men agreed, leaving the three of them to guard Yang Lihua's side, and the others immediately drew their swords and rushed into the crowd, killing the Turkic cavalry in the rear of the Qi army.

Wu Zhao suddenly took off the mask on his face, smiled at Yang Lihua, and when the latter was stunned, he suddenly took off the silver mask on her face and put it on his face, and with a "bang" he pulled out the soul slashing sword and jumped into the crowd, rushing towards the Mo Dao Army on the front line.

"Don't-" Before Yang Lihua's voice came out, Wu Zhao's figure had already appeared ten meters away, and his back was so resolute and firm.

Wu Zhao is a proud person, she was always haunted by the defeat of Happy Hand back then, and even knew that she wanted to kill him because of the affection for Happy in her heart, just to maintain her pride deep in her bones. Going north to Shuozhou, she is for her sister, for herself, and for happiness, she wants to prove herself to the world and to happiness. It's just that God didn't fulfill her wish, and now things are out of her control. Proud as she is, how can she evade responsibility, since everything is her own mistake, she will do her best to make up for it, even if it is at the cost of her own life.

She wants to tell the world, tell him that she can also be a fearless warrior of life and death!

"Wu Zhao—" Yang Lihua's voice was suppressed and trembling, she wanted to stop Wu Zhao but there was no reason. Although she was not happy, she represented the status of the crown prince at this moment, and she could not make any mistakes, and could only watch more and more soldiers fall under the enemy's scimitars.

"Don't let the soldiers sacrifice in vain, retreat!" At this moment, Xiao Ling, who was covered in blood, suddenly flashed like a ghost, and his stiff voice seemed to contain ice slag.

"His Royal Highness the Prince, withdraw!" Fu Fu no longer hesitated, and decisively gave the order to retreat. With the order issued, the Qi army, which was compressed in a corner, suddenly had a goal, frantically squeezed the last of its physical strength, and rushed towards the enemy.

"It's not good, I'm happy to run away!" He had been paying close attention to Happy Happy's movements, and seeing where he was willing to flee, he immediately shouted loudly: "Don't let Happy Run, kill!" ”

"Brothers, the Turkic grandsons are really rampant, tell us to kill them today!" Cheng Yanjin's eyes flashed with a fierce color, and he opened his blood basin and shouted: "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince treats me like a brother and brother, the prince is in trouble today, what should we do?" ”

"Swear to defend the prince to the death, so that every drop of blood will flow into the land of Daqi!" The remaining more than 3,000 Mo sword troops suddenly roared.

Cheng Yanjin's eyes flashed with red light, and he roared angrily: "Mo Dao Army! ”

"If you are a husband, you can't open it! Invincible, invincible! ”

The hoarse roar of the three thousand people resounded through the sky like thunder, drowning out all the sounds. At the same time, a sky-high and tragic heroic spirit rose from the body of the Three Thousand Mo Sword Army, which shocked everyone.

"The wolf smoke rises, and the rivers and mountains look north. The dragon flag rolls, the horse neighses, and the sword aura is like frost......"

When the rough and familiar song sounded on this tragic battlefield, the blood of all the Qi troops was ignited instantly, and a vast and tragic heroic spirit echoed in the hearts of all people.

If the Turks are fearless of death because of their inherently unruly wildness, then the Qi army at this time is a hero who sees death as if he were at home for his faith. Compared with the Turkic cavalry, the counterattack of the Qi army was even more crazy and ferocious, and even with the ferocity of the Turks, it could not resist such a sharp spirit for a while.

Yang Lihua's eyes were full of tears, and his heart was even more agitated, but he could only grit his teeth, clench his Chixiao sword and swing it vigorously, trying his best to break through. Only if the crown prince lives, all the sacrifices are worth it, and only if she breaks out of the encirclement as soon as possible, the soldiers around her will reduce their deaths.

Wu Zhao didn't cry, but the Soul Slaying Sword in her hand was dancing like the wind, cutting through the air and making a terrible wail, and the enemy opposite her was even more ghosts and wolves, and none of them were her generals. In just a short time, the Turks who fell under her sword approached a hundred.

He didn't expect that the Qi army, which was already the turtle in the urn and the end of the strong crossbow, would suddenly burst out with such terrifying combat effectiveness, and the reinforcements were killed in an instant, and the Qi army in front of him was as impassable as the moat.

"Who's that? Is it joy to be so powerful? ”

The silver mask on Wu Zhao's face was especially conspicuous at this time, not to mention that she was so murderous, how could he not pay attention to her. Although he hadn't seen it in person, he had heard of it, and the unique silver mask made him a little suspicious.

There may be someone else who leads the crowd to break through, and it is possible that the person in this silver mask is happy and wants to confuse himself.

"No matter who you are, you don't want to leave alive today." A flash of lust flashed in his eyes as he shouted, "Come on, capture the Qi people for Ben Khan!" Dozens of warriors rushed out from his side, swinging their swords and pounced on Wu Zhao.

"Smash hard, hurry, hurry!"

Zhang Shunzhi's voice was almost hoarse, and his eyes were even more blood-red. He was ordered to lie in ambush on the hillside with 30,000 men, but he did not notice the 20,000 enemy troops rushing out from the rear of the valley. He hated to knock down the entire mountain and drown him with a word, but the people around him were shocked by the terrible battle in the valley, and their movements were much slower, and it was very difficult to command.

Yang Lihua swung his sword and slashed a Turkic cavalry to the ground, and was about to rush forward, but the Turkic cavalry was not dead, and actually stabbed her waist with a knife when Yang Lihua was not paying attention. By the time Yang Lihua felt the heavy killing intent and wanted to dodge, it was too late. At this moment, a black shadow flashed, Yang Lihua only felt that her body was light, and she couldn't help but take a step back, and then she saw the clear sword light as water falling, and the Turkic soldier who was sneaking up was suddenly in a different place.

"Sister Yue-" Yang Lihua looked at Lu Hanyue gratefully, only to find that there was a new wound on her arm, and the red blood quickly stained half of her sleeves, and her face suddenly lost color, and she exclaimed: "Sister Yue, you are injured!" ”

"Take care of yourself and kill out!" Lu Hanyue's eyes were as cold as ice, and he didn't care about the strength of his arm at all, and said in a low voice, the long sword in his hand was wielded wantonly, killing back several Turkic cavalry who rushed up.

In just half an hour, a distance of just a thousand meters, more than 20,000 people fell in the valley, and the fighting became more and more fierce.

There was a crisp "click", and the soul slashing sword full of gaps on the blade was finally overwhelmed and shattered, Wu Zhao's heart suddenly sank, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but float a touch of sadness, "Am I going to die here today?" I hope Yang Lihua can escape! Sister, I'll never see you again......"

All kinds of thoughts flashed through her heart, but Wu Zhao rushed into the Turks without fear, grabbed a scimitar and continued to kill, although she was exhausted and scarred, she would never fall, just because she was Wu Zhao, she had her pride.

"Happy to be captured, kill!"

As soon as the voice of his bowl khan fell, there was a sudden earth-shaking shout in the distance: "Don't worry, prince, Qin Qiong is here!" Cavalry division, charge! ”