Jinyang Palace. A side hall.

Gao Yanzong stood facing the west, stunned. At this time, he had already changed his clothes, and he had lost his embarrassment, and he had regained his former nobility and majesty, but at this time, his face was cloudy and uncertain, constantly changing.

Falling from a supreme position to a prisoner overnight, from heaven to hell, this feeling is unbearable even for ordinary people, let alone Gao Yanzong, who is used to being pampered. However, in the face of the grinning Wu Sangui, Gao Yanzong did not dare to act rashly.

If happiness is to deter Gao Yanzong with his unrivaled strength, then the reason why Wu Sangui can make Gao Yanzong feel like a cicada is because of his thirst for killing. The mountain of corpses and the sea of blood, this is what Gao Yanzong saw. There were no less than 3,000 guards in the palace, but they were sleeping forever at this time, and their corpses were piling up like a mountain.

Listening to the deafening shouts of killing outside the city, and looking at the sea of fire that was red through half of the sky, Gao Yanzong's heart was very complicated. Happiness made him lose face, and he fell to this point, Gao Yanzong should hate him, at this time, knowing Yuwen Yong's raid, Gao Yanzong might be happy, but as a member of the Gao clan of Northern Qi, how could he watch Jiangshan Sheji fall into the hands of the enemy?

Gao Yanzong couldn't figure out whether to be happy or worried, just quietly looking at the empty night sky, and was faintly nervous in his heart.

"You don't seem to be worried about your family's safety at all!" Outside the main hall, Wu Zhaoxiu, who had changed into a white dress again, frowned lightly, glanced at Wu Sangui, who was sitting quietly on the steps outside the hall, gently wiping the long sword, and said lightly.

"The general has never lost, he has long known that Yuwen Yong will come!" Wu Sangui glanced up at Wu Zhao, the corners of his mouth were grinning, revealing a mouthful of white teeth, warm and sunny, just like a personable son, but who could know that under his seemingly peaceful appearance, there was a cold and cruel killing heart.

Wu Zhao's expression froze, and he said with some suspicion: "As far as I know, there are only 1,000 soldiers brought into Jinyang by your family this time, even if they are all warriors with one hundred warriors, how can they be able to defeat the tens of thousands of elite soldiers of Yuwen Yong?" ”

"It's a matter of military secrets, so I can't tell you!" Wu Sangui glanced at Wu Zhao, then lowered his head and continued to wipe the sword in his hand, as if this cold iron weapon was more tempting than Wu Zhao.

Wu Zhao wanted to ask something, but seeing that Wu Sangui didn't want to ignore him, he no longer wanted to be bored. Wu Zhao took out the Jinpai given to her by Wu Shun from her sleeve, and her cold eyes suddenly became much gentler. She doesn't care about the safety of Jinyang City, she only cares about her sister in her mouth.

More than four years ago, Wu Shun was elected to the palace by the three nobles of the Northern Qi Dynasty, and the two sisters have lost contact since then. In the same year, the seventh prince of the Turks, Ashina Kuhezhen, proposed to the Northern Qi Dynasty, and Wu Zhao was selected as the maid to marry, just when Wu Zhao thought that the sisters would never have a chance to see each other again in this life, the princess Zhao Jing was rescued by a mysterious person, and her sister Wu Shun was missing at the same time.

Since Wu Zhao became a disciple of the Moon Worship Sect by chance for two years, she has never given up looking for her sister Wu Shun for a moment, but Wu Shun seems to have evaporated from the world, and there is no news. Wu Zhao once thought that Wu Shun was no longer alive, but happiness once again ignited a flame of hope in her heart.

Compared with his sister, who has cared for him since he was a child, the hatred of the Lunatic Cult and Happy did not have much weight in Wu Zhao's heart. Yes, she was happy to meet the enemy outside at this time, and she was faintly worried in her heart, of course, this worry was more for the whereabouts of her sister Wushun.

……

When Han Baohu led 5,000 foot soldiers to line up in formation, he could finally see the true face of the enemy in the distance. Sure enough, as Wei Xiaokuan judged, the one who came was the cavalry who turned the tide yesterday and made the Zhou army lose and lose.

Han Baohu stood in front of the formation with a solemn face, staring at the general of the enemy's flag fluttering in the wind with his eyes, and shouted: "Han Baohu of the Great Zhou Dynasty is here, who is coming?" Dare to compete with me in a dignified manner! ”

"I am the general of the chariot cavalry, and I am happy that Qin Qiong is also, I have an order with me today, I am afraid that I will disappoint General Han!" Qin Qiong's clear voice came from afar, but it was still very clear under the rumbling sound of horses' hooves, "If General Han takes refuge in my general, you and I will naturally have many opportunities to get close in the future!" ”

Han Baohu intended to delay time, Qin Qiongyan could not understand. At this time, his task was to defeat the Zhou army, so that Wei Xiaokuan could not attack with all his strength. Otherwise, once the north city is broken, Jinyang will be in danger.

Han Baohu raised his eyebrows and shouted disdainfully: "It turns out that he is also a gutsless person, which is really disappointing!" ”

"Hahahaha!" Qin Qiong laughed and said, "If you have the courage or not, it doesn't matter what you said!" The words fell, and Qin Qiong had already come to two hundred meters in front of Han Baohu.

From afar, Han Baohu could feel the murderous aura and rainbow-like morale on the enemy's body. Han Baohu's face became more and more serious, and his right hand holding the blade couldn't help but tighten. Qin Qiong didn't accept the move because of his words, and Han Baohu knew that it might not be easy to deal with him.

"Bow—"

Qin Qiong's laughter suddenly stopped, and his right hand was suddenly raised high. Following his order, the four thousand knights quickly drew their bows and arrows, and the murderous aura rushed towards Han Baohu like a violent wind.

"Defense!"

Yesterday, Han Baohu had already seen the power of these cavalry bows and arrows, so he naturally didn't dare to slack off at this time. Seeing that the cavalry bent their bows and arrows, Han Baohu decisively gave the order to defend.

"Points—"

When Qin Qiong came to a hundred meters away in front of Han Baohu, he shouted again. The cavalry, which was originally lined up in a long shape, suddenly divided into two parts and rushed towards Han Baohu's left and right flanks respectively. When the cavalry was closest to the formation of the Zhou army, Qin Qiong's order came again.

"Put!"

"Whoosh!"

The dense arrows suddenly shot at Han Baohu with an incomparable wind, and the Zhou army had already prepared, and the arrows hit the shield and stared at the "clanging" crisp sound, which was endless, and a dazzling spark continued to stir up in the night sky.

"Shoot the horse, shoot the arrow!"

Shoot the man first and shoot the horse, and capture the thief first and capture the king. Since Han Baohu knew the strength of Qin Qiong's cavalry, how could he not take precautions. With Han Baohu's order, the two thousand archers hiding under the shields of the foot soldiers suddenly stood up, bent their bows and arrows, and shot towards the mounts under the crotches of Qin Qiong and the other cavalry.

Han Baohu's countermeasures were good, but it was dark at this time, and his eyesight was greatly affected, and in a hurry, the accuracy of the archers of the Zhou army naturally failed, plus Qin Qiong and others were good at guerrilla warfare and had super mobility, so they rushed towards both sides of Han Baohu's department without the slightest hesitation after shooting the first arrow. In addition, the range of the bows and arrows used by the Zhou army was far less than that of Qin Qiong and other cavalrymen, and the damage caused by a round of arrow rain from the Zhou army was really minimal.

"Array, charge!"

After Qin Qiong led the cavalry to run out of nearly a mile, he suddenly stopped and shouted. Following his order, the cavalry turned their horses' heads as fast as they could, lined up in two sharp formations, and rushed towards Han Baohu at the same time.

"Kill!"

……

Jinyang West Gate.

I was glad to see Yuwen Yong leading his troops to the south, and couldn't help shouting: "Yuwen old horseman, leave, this father is here to take your life!" ”

Before the words fell, Happy suddenly picked up a long-handled Pu knife, his right foot slammed to the ground, and his long figure suddenly rose into the air, shooting towards the outside of the city like an arrow from the string.

On the blazing fire, he was happy to be dressed in military uniform, holding a simple knife upside down in his right hand, volleying in the void, like a god of war from the sky, looking at the world, vertical and horizontal, no one can be defeated.

"Bump!"

Happy body fell to the ground, the earth trembled slightly, strong winds rose in all directions, and the flames with a radius of three meters around the body were extinguished in an instant, becoming a vacuum area. Jinyang City is thirty meters high, and he is glad that this leap has spanned a distance of 100 meters, so capable, not to mention that the Qi army at the head of Jinyang City is dumbfounded, and even the angry Yuwen Yong is secretly speechless.

Is this still human?

Everyone couldn't help but ask themselves, "Kill!" ”

Happy suddenly raised his head to the sky and roared, and the stirring sound seemed to tear the sky apart. Before the whistle fell, he was happy to swing the Pu knife in his hand, and his body swept out again, like wind and lightning, as fast as thunder, and rushed straight to Yuwen Yong.

"Capture and kill the happy, a bounty of 50,000 taels, and be crowned king! Kill! Yu Wenyong looked at the joy that came from the lightning with a hideous face, and shouted loudly.

"Roar!"

"Kill!"

There will be brave men under the great reward. Zhou Jun behind Yu Wenyong suddenly boiled, roaring angrily, and the sound of killing was like thunder. At this moment, driven by desire, they temporarily forgot the fear brought to them by the fire, forgot the shocking leap of joy, and only the yellow and clear mountain of gold and the incomparably revered throne remained in their eyes.

"Yu Wenyong, my father's head is worth 50,000 taels of gold, how much is yours worth?" Happy spread out his body and galloped in the sea of fire, while looking at the crazy and bloodthirsty Zhou Jun, he said with a smile.

As he spoke, his happy body had jumped out of the sea of fire and appeared in front of Zhou Jun.

"Kill!"

Seeing that the joy was revealed, the Zhou army, who was about to move, could no longer bear it, and howled and swarmed up, like a group of hungry beasts.

"Hey!"

Happy Yiran was not afraid, he screamed, his body suddenly jumped up in the air, and he held the Pu knife with both hands to make a move to split Huashan, and slashed at the front Zhou Jun from top to bottom.

"Bump!"

"Click-"

"Poof!"

In the loud bang, seven or eight swords, spears, swords, and halberds shattered and broke in the joyful force, and their masters were even more shattered under this move, their stomachs were broken, and blood was splashed everywhere, and they saw that they were not alive. And the dozen or so people behind them didn't get a good deal, and they stumbled and fell out of the happy huge force, and the luckier ones were just surging with blood and dizziness, and the unlucky ones were broken bones and tendons on the spot.

"Kill!"

Happy eyes suddenly chilled, and the blood-stained Pu Dao danced again, rushing into the Zhou army like a hungry tiger pounced.

Before yesterday, there were few enemies in happiness, but now the skill has improved greatly, and both strength and speed have reached a new level. Although Zhou Jun was not afraid of death and went forward one after another, it was in vain in front of the happy meat grinder, and he could only add a little fertilizer to the land of Jinyang.

"Kill!"

Just when Yu Wenyong gritted his teeth, worried, and wanted to kill Xingxing, there was a sudden shout of killing from the southwest. When Yu Wenyong raised his eyes, the line between heaven and earth was quiet, and when he couldn't see a trace of a figure, his face suddenly changed, and his face was full of shock.