"Ho ho ......" Duan opened his mouth wide and wanted to speak, but the blood couldn't stop pouring out of his mouth, making him cough violently, and the look in his eyes quickly faded, and finally completely darkened.

He Ah Ganzi saw it clearly, frightened, at this time he had a chance to breathe, where did he dare to stay, and he was about to run back with a rolling belt, but before his steps moved, he heard a loud shout behind him, like thunder on the ground, until he fell to the ground again.

"Where to go!"

After witnessing Duan Chang being killed by Yang Jian with one move, He Aganzi no longer had the courage to fight for a long time, and all he thought about was how to escape and save his life. However, when Yang Jian's voice reached his ears, He Aganzi's whole person was instantly shrouded in fear, his whole body was cold, his legs were weak, and he couldn't get up anymore.

"Hey, you're going to run!" Yang Jian drove his horse to the front, looked at He Aganzi condescendingly, pointed the tip of the gun at the latter's throat, and the corners of his mouth were filled with a thick sneer, playfully authentic.

"The general spares his life, I surrender, don't kill me!" Looking at the sharp tip of the spear that was close at hand, dripping with red blood beads, and Ah Ganzi couldn't help but shudder. He hurriedly knelt on the ground, kowtowing to Yang Jian while pleading incoherently.

Look at his disheveled clothes, gray face, wagging his tail and begging for mercy, where he looks like a general who commands one side, but more like a down-and-out beggar.

The hustle and bustle of the world is for profit, and the hustle and bustle of the world is for profit. It doesn't matter if you're loyal, it's just because the temptation isn't big enough; It doesn't matter about betrayal, it's just that there aren't enough chips. When life is threatened, who in the world can really remain indifferent?

Seeing He Aganzi kneeling at his feet like a dog, wagging his tail and begging for mercy, Yang Jian couldn't help but feel a sense of happiness in his heart, and suddenly laughed. His laughter was clear and high-pitched, resounding through the sky, making the soldiers on both sides of the fierce battle stop and look sideways.

Yang insisted on standing with his gun, laughing wildly, his eyes were bright, and his whole body was full of murderous energy, which made the Qi sergeant look shocked and did not dare to approach for a while.

"The warriors of the Great Zhou, add officials and enter the knighthood, glory and wealth are in front of you, kill the enemy, and repay my emperor!" Yang Jian was small for a while, then suddenly shook the spear, and then with a long roar, he galloped out again, killing towards the chaotic crowd. The spear trembled, the cold stars dotted, and suddenly set off a bloody rain, which made the soldiers of the Qi army cry wolf and retreat.

Hearing Yang Jian's smile, Yu Wenyong couldn't help but look elsewhere. When he saw Yang Jian, who was dressed in black armor, with broad shoulders and broad back, and a domineering leakage in the sun, his eyes suddenly froze, and a different color flashed in his eyes.

"That's Yang Jian, the Duke of Sui?" Yu Wenyong secretly tightened the reins of the horse in his hand, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he whispered. His tone seemed to be questioning and static, and it was unpredictable.

"Back to Your Majesty, it is Yang Jian, the Duke of Sui." Wei Xiaokuan faithfully guarded Yu Wenyong's side, raised his eyebrows slightly, and then replied.

If Xing Xing didn't go to Chang'an, and the poison king Yinchi didn't deliberately design it for him, maybe Yang Jian's eldest daughter Yang Lihua has now become the crown princess, and Yang Jian will be the future abbot. It's just that creation makes people, Yang Lihua lost her joy, and instead of soaring into the sky, it became a taboo topic in Chang'an and even the Northern Zhou Dynasty.

Therefore, Yu Wenyong deliberately distanced himself from Yang Jian, who was not very close. After all, although Yang Jian is the Duke of Sui and one of the generals of the Twelve Pillars, he inherited his father's title, and he himself does not have much credit.

The previous time Yuwen Yong's division returned to the dynasty, Yang Nut led the army to kill, not only successfully rescued Yuwen Xin, but also vigorously blocked the pursuit of Gao Xiaoheng, the king of Guangning of Qi State, so that the main force of the Northern Zhou Dynasty could safely withdraw to the mainland.

Now, Yang Jian fought bravely on the battlefield to kill the enemy, defeated two enemy generals in a row, and made one die and one surrendered, and the image of courage and majesty made Yu Wenyong admire, but also a little worried in his heart.

"Wei Aiqing, what do you think of Yang Jian, the Duke of Sui?" Yu Wenyong's gaze was firmly fixed on Yang Jian, who was killing in all directions, and asked softly.

Wei Xiaokuan's heart tightened, he didn't know what Yu Wenyong meant by this, he didn't know how to answer for a while, and was silent for a long time, then he carefully considered his tone and said slowly: "General Yang is brave and good at fighting, it's really rare!" ”

Yu Wenyong glanced at Wei Xiaokuan lightly, and said "um" lightly, not knowing whether he was satisfied or dissatisfied, he didn't dwell on this issue anymore, and turned his eyes to the battlefield again.

On the other side, Kaifu Yitong General (rank 5) Wang Liang said to Yu Wenyong: "Your Majesty, Yang Jian has a strange face, and he will rebel in the future; If the crown prince is as eloquent as His Majesty, he will naturally be wise and martial, otherwise-" After a pause, Wang Liang continued: "I'm afraid that even if Your Majesty has thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, sooner or later it will be someone else's wedding dress!" ”

Yu Wenyong's pupils shrank suddenly, his face was slightly gloomy, his lips were tightly pursed, and he didn't speak for a long time. After a while, he whispered, "If Heaven has another command, what can I do?" ”

"This-" Wang Liang wanted to say something more, but Wei Xiaokuan even glanced at him, which made the former silent, but there was a faint layer of melancholy in the eyes of both of them.

Yu Wenyun has a tyrannical personality, arrogant and extravagant, far from the bearing and talent of an emperor, although Yu Wenyong is aware of this, but there is nothing he can do. He does not have many heirs, and the only one who is of the right age and suitable identity to succeed to the throne is Yu Wenyun.

Therefore, Yu Wenyong has always been strict with the crown prince Yu Wenyun, and often arranged for the court to educate Yu Wenyun with noble morals and talented officials, but the latter is inconsistent with what he is on the outside, conceals and deceives his superiors and subordinates, and repeatedly teaches him.

Although Yu Wenyong has explained, but Yu Wenyun is his son after all, the future emperor, and those officials really dare to seriously control him? The emperor's family affairs, what qualifications do outsiders have to comment on and meddle?

Over time, although in private, the courtiers of the Northern Zhou Dynasty always shook their heads and sighed that Yuwen Yun was a dou who could not be supported, but few people in Mingli persuaded Yuwen Yong to set up another crown prince. But there is one person who is excepted, and that is Wang Rail.

At that time, Yuwen Hu was arrogant and domineering, dictatorial and dictatorial, Yuwen Yong Taoguang was obscure, and it took several years to prepare for several years before Yuwen Hu was eliminated in one fell swoop with the assistance of Wang Liang and others, and then he had to take power.

Wang Liang himself is quite talented, and he was born in a famous family (after Situ Wang Yun of the Eastern Han Dynasty), coupled with the credit of destroying Yuwen Hu, he became Yu Wenyong's confidant.

Zhou Wu's favor, noble background, and outstanding exploits made Wang Liang a little unscrupulous in his words and deeds many times, which also buried hidden dangers for himself. Historically, as soon as Yuwen Yun ascended the throne, he found a reason to kill Wang Liang, obviously holding a grudge against his admonitions.

As the saying goes, trouble comes from the mouth.

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"General Yang, why don't we have a competition and see who can kill more people?" Just as Yang Jian was fighting majestic, a rough voice suddenly came from his side.

Yang Jian took the time to take a look, and saw that dozens of meters away, an extremely strong general was laughing at him. Although this person's armor did not have much luster, and it was stained with a lot of blood and yellow sand, it looked even more fierce. A pair of huge plum blossom bright silver hammers in his hand hit left and right, shuttling back and forth in the Qi army, with ease, and there was no one under him.

"General He has an order, but Yang Mou'an dares to disobey?" Yang Jian replied with a smile, and a more brilliant light suddenly erupted in his eyes, which made the general Zhou couldn't help but be a little distracted and slightly stunned. That week's surname was He, his name was Ruobi, and his name was Fubo, who was about the same age as Yang Jian, and was a fierce general under Wei Xiaokuan.

"Thank you General Yang, haha! Sons, kill me fiercely and capture Gao Yanzong's fat man alive! He Ruobi laughed when he heard this, shook the reins of the horse and continued to rush forward, and the plum blossom bright silver hammer in his hand suddenly turned into a silver light curtain, but whoever touched it was a broken bone and tendon, and screamed again and again.

"Brothers, how can we fall behind the Qi Lord Gao Yanzong and rush me!" Not to be outdone, Yang Jian roared and rushed forward again.

On the Northern Qi side, because Gao Yanzong personally participated in the battle, his morale was available, and he was very brave at the beginning, and he not only did not lose the upper hand when he fought with the Zhou army, but slightly gained the upper hand. But after all, the Qi army was uneven, the training days were short, and under the steady and ferocious offensive of the elite of the Zhou army, with the continuation of time, the momentum of the advance was suddenly stopped.

When Duan Chang was killed and Ah Ganzi surrendered, the morale of the Qi army was suddenly frustrated, and it gradually revealed its defeat. Although Gao Yanzong still killed the Zhou army up and down under the guard of An Tugen, Helan Leopard, Mo Duo Lou Jingxian and other fierce generals, he still couldn't save the overall situation of the war.

"The warriors of Daqi, for the sake of our homeland and relatives not to be trampled and bullied, kill!" Gao Yanzong was so anxious that he couldn't help shouting, and the iron lance in his hand was wielding more and more rapidly and fiercely.

After a bloody battle, the golden armor on Gao Yanzong's body was already stained with blood, which was so shocking under the sunlight, which also made him look even more fierce.

"For the sake of Daqi, for the sake of Your Majesty, kill!" An Tugan and the others roared angrily in the sky, their eyes red, and they fought hard.

"Gao Yanzong, die!" At this moment, an earth-shattering shout suddenly erupted in the sky, like thunder on the ground, and it actually covered up the surrounding shouts of killing.

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and when they followed the sound, they saw He Ruobi's eyes were round, his eyes were bright, his face was cold, and a longbow in his hand was like a full moon, ready to go, and Sen Leng and sharp arrows were pointing at Gao Yanzong.

Just as the shout fell, only a sharp and long roar of "Xiu" was heard, and the jet-black feather arrow left the bowstring like black lightning and shot towards Gao Yanzong at a gallop. Gao Yanzong was taken by He Ruobi's momentum, but he didn't react for a while, and when he saw that the arrow was approaching, he was about to pass through his chest.

At this critical moment, Mo Duolou Jingxian suddenly raised his voice and shouted, "Your Majesty be careful", and at the same time, his body had already jumped up from the horse's back and rushed towards Gao Yanzong.