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This is Wen Hui's decisive counterattack, the soldiers under his command all have the will to die, one after another to attack the defense line of the guards, the arms of the archers in the rear began to soften, the bow became extremely difficult, the suppression of the rain of arrows sparsely fell, the defense line of the guards also began to loosen under the impact, and the losses continued to expand.

Wen Hui and Wen Bo formed the strongest edge, with their personal guards, they tore apart the defense line of the guards layer by layer, and there was only one place in their eyes, that is, the dragon flag fluttering in the bloody wind on the marching platform.

Wen Yong sat coldly on the high platform, watching Wen Hui lead the team to rush towards him like a sharp knife. Wen Yong didn't have to guess to know that Wen Zhi must have deliberately released water in it.

"Kill!"

The soldiers guarding under the Wenyong marching platform were on top of the dead, and the two elite combat forces that belonged to the Great Zhou collided strongly here, the gold and iron collided fiercely, the earth-shattering sound of fighting resounded in the sky, and the bright red blood flowed into a river to infect the ground into a blood-red mudflat.

Wen Hui wiped the blood on his face, he no longer knew how many curly bladed swords he had changed for slashing, and if he went further, he would be able to kill Wen Yong!

Wen Yong, who was sitting on the high platform, looked up at the sky, two hours had passed, and his face was even more cold, why hadn't Fengxiang's reinforcements arrived yet!

Wen Yong stood up and slowly pulled out the Son of Heaven Sword. At this moment, Fu'an, who had been staring into the distance, shouted excitedly: "Your Majesty, it's here, the reinforcements have arrived!" ”

Directly behind Wenhui's army, a cavalry under the banner of the Great Zhou appeared on the horizon, rushing here with smoke and dust.

"Kill!"

Wen Hui, whose hair was scattered, let out an angry roar, even if the enemy's reinforcements arrived, he would kill that faint king!

Wen Yong looked at Wen Hui, who was still moving forward bravely, smiled coldly, withdrew the sword of the Son of Heaven, picked up the bow and arrow on the weapon rack, ignited the specially treated arrow on the brazier, and opened the bow to aim.

"Whoosh!"

An arrow shot into the three-meter trench dug outside the marching platform, which was filled with tung oil, and the raging flames instantly blocked the battlefield outside.

I can't get over, the moat turned into flames cut off the way ahead, the reinforcements of the Great Zhou have been killed to the wall, and the soldiers in the rear are also being divided and slaughtered by the guards, the former comrades fell one by one, Wen Hui closed his eyes painfully and said: "It's over, cut off my head and surrender, you are the sergeants of the Great Zhou, Wen Yong will not embarrass you!" ”

"It's not over yet!"

Wen Bo wrapped the cloak around his body and rolled in the blood, the viscous blood soaked the cloak, and after looking back at Wen Hui and nodding, Wen Bo rushed into the sea of fire!

Wen Hui and more than ten other sergeants who had penetrated the army formation followed suit and rushed into the sea of fire together.

The fight continued, the screams and wails echoed, and just when Wen Yong thought that the victory was decided, several figures rushed out of the wall of fire.

The armor on their bodies was scorched black, and the flames that had not yet been extinguished were still jumping on them.

Before he had time to be happy, Wen Hui glanced back, and only five or six of the more than ten soldiers who had entered the sea of fire came out, and his heart was sad for a while, and blood spurted out of his mouth.

Wenbo helped him: "Shizi! ”

Wen Hui pressed his arm and said with relief: "I'm fine, go!" You and my brother slay the dragon today! ”

The remaining five or six began to climb towards the marching platform.

The long staircase has come to an end, and the sun has set, leaving only a glimmer of afterglow.

The moment Wen Hui had just arrived on the high platform, a crossbow arrow slammed into his throat!

Consciousness gradually faded, and Wen Hui fell back weakly.

"Shizi!"

Several soldiers who went to the sea of fire and did not change their colors hugged Wen Hui's corpse at the same time and cried.

Several guards in front of Wen Yong immediately stepped forward to take down the few people who were kneeling around Wen Hui's body.

Looking at the sad ending in front of him, Wen Yong sighed in his mouth, and his face was gloomy, no matter who wins this battle, it will be Da Zhou who loses. A future general fell in advance before he could shine, "Wang Lihou is buried, and the class teacher will return to the dynasty." ”

……

October of the thirteenth year of Taihe

Wen Yong finally eradicated the last trace of power left by Wen Hu, and the power of the Great Zhou returned to the hands of the king again.

None of Wen Hui's soldiers surrendered, and after Wen Hui's death, they were all killed, Yuan Jie died in the chaos, and even the people who guarded Wen Hui's body killed themselves one by one, only Wen Bo remained.

Back in Chang'an, Wen Yong slept well, and the turmoil in the past few days also consumed too much of his mental energy.

The situation began to improve, Liu Ze was killed by Wen Jian and Shi Jingsi, Wen Xian broke Chen's army in Xiangcheng, and is now on the way back to the dynasty.

Wen Yong flipped through the battle report and ordered, "Bring Wenbo here." ”

Wenbo, who was wrapped in iron shackles, was pressed by the guards and sent to the main hall.

Wen Yong waved his hand and said, "Let him go." ”

The guards untied Wenbo.

"You go down first."

After sending the guards away, Wen Yong asked, "You were the one I planted next to Wen Hui, why did you help Wen Hui at the last moment." ”

Wenbo closed his eyes and said: "People are not plants and trees, ten years of getting along, the son of the world ended up like this, I can't bear it." ”

Wen Yong asked, "Just because you can't bear Wen Hui, are you cruel to me?" ”

Wen Bo looked ashamed: "Your Majesty killed the guilty minister." ”

Wen Yong asked: "You can't bear Wen Hui and are willing to die, why are you willing to give up your parents, wife and children." ”

"Your Majesty, the ...... of the guilty ministers"

Wenbo wanted to speak and stopped.

Wen Yong patted his arm and said, "I still need you, Da Zhou still needs you, stay and help me." ”

Wen Bo knelt down excitedly and said, "The minister is willing to die for His Majesty!" ”

Wen Yong helped him up and said, "Let's go to the guard camp, Wen Xin is gone, I need a good general by my side." ”

"The Minister's Order Retires!"

Wenbo turned and stepped back.

Fu'an stepped forward and reminded: "Your Majesty, this Wenbo is capricious! It's unpredictable! ”

Wen Yong glanced at him and said coldly, "Do I need you to teach me how to do things?" ”

"Minions should die, minions should die!"

Fu'an fell to his knees and confessed repeatedly.

Wen Yong snorted coldly and walked away.

Wenbo is Wen Xin's person, if it is disposed of, Wen Xin is afraid that he will be uneasy, and now he is in ruins, and there is a shortage of people around Wen Yong, especially a lack of henchmen who can stand the test.

In the evening, the last military newspaper from the east that left the battle had been returned, and it still contained Wen Xin's letter of guilt.

Although Wen Xin and Zhou Ming built the defense line in the east of the Great Zhou into an iron wall, they were still found by the Qi State, and Murong Zonglu took advantage of the chaos in Jinyang to disguise himself into the city to recruit the old department of Wen Hu, plus the nobles in the city who were implicated in Wen Hu were afraid of implicating themselves, so they intended to work together to open the gate of Jinyang City.

"Your Majesty!"

Wen Yong raised his hand to stop what Wang Gui wanted to say, "Wen Xin was still a little reluctant to deal with Murong Zonglu, and issued an edict to reprimand him and punish him for half a year, so as to assist Zhou Ming in rearranging the alignment of the defense line while waiting for the sin. ”

The continuous battle has consumed the vitality of the Great Zhou, and if he loses another battle, it will really be a catastrophe, so Wen Yong can only endure this tone, straighten out the national politics and then find Qi Guo to settle accounts.