Chapter 549 Surrender to the Turks When he saw the strange "box" in his hand again, Han Changluan was shocked, and the haze of fear and despair instantly enveloped him.

At this moment, Han Changluan smelled the breath of death, his eyes were unprecedentedly clear, he saw a small hidden weapon flying towards him, and even the trajectory of the hidden weapon movement was clear, but when he wanted to dodge, decades of power, the martial arts he had practiced hard as a child had long been forgotten, and now his feet seemed to have taken root, and he couldn't move at all.

The world seemed to stand still suddenly, Han Changluan seemed to have detached from this world, only the bullets that flew in his constricted pupils remained, his mouth opened wide, and all kinds of thoughts came to him.

When facing death, decades of life quickly pass in front of you, and there are bold words and high spirits when you are young; There is the trepidation and joy when I first arrived at Cushman & Wakefield; There is the pleasure of eradicating dissent; There is a great man when he is proud and flamboyant......

"Poof!"

With a soft sound, the bullet finally entered from the center of his eyebrows, Han Changluan's chaotic mind suddenly calmed down, and he tried his best to widen his eyes, as if he wanted to take another look at the world, choke the throat of fate, or firmly remember the terrible devil, but in the end, he just fell to the head of the city with endless remorse and unwillingness, pushing the golden mountain and falling to the head of the city, staring at the dark sky with godless eyes.

"Father—"

When Han Feng and Han Changluan, one of the three nobles of the Northern Qi Dynasty and the biggest traitor in the court, fell, a terrible and angry roar suddenly sounded over the imperial city. Standing behind the crowd was a general dressed in gorgeous fine armor, who was the commander of the Imperial Forest Army and the son of Han Changluan, Han Baoren.

"Happy dog thief, today I must chop you to pieces, crush your bones and scatter ashes!" Han Baoren's eyes were split, and he looked at the joy with a hideous face and roared: "All the generals will listen to the order, they will kill happily today, and they will not die!" ”

"Avenge the prince and swear to kill happy!"

"Protect the emperor, don't die or retreat!"

"Kill !!"

The Imperial Forest Army in the city suddenly boiled, and everyone shouted hoarsely, regardless of life and death, like moths to a fire.

Although Han Changluan is despicable and shameless, he can stand at the top of the power of the Northern Qi Dynasty, and his success is not accidental.

Han Changluan is vicious and vicious, jealous of meritocracy, and extremely hostile to Han civil officials, but he can accept vulgar martial arts, even if his official status is humble, he will not be cheap. Perhaps this is because Han Changluan has nomadic blood flowing in his body, is naturally aggressive, and likes warriors; Maybe this is because no matter what position Han Changluan is in, he can't erase the humility in his heart that he was born in a barbarian.

No matter what Han Changluan thinks, his reputation in the army is far better than that of the hundred officials, especially many people in the Imperial Forest Army who have received the favor of the Han family, so they are naturally friendly to the Han family. Now seeing Han Changluan dead, everyone in the city suddenly fell into madness, and the morale that had just been low because of horror and fear instantly rose.

Looking at the swarming enemies, happy but not afraid, the steel knife in his hand swung off, and the blood stains on it were suddenly thrown off, and there was nothing left, revealing the bright blade. The corners of his mouth hooked a touch of arc, and he happily chased in the direction of Gao Wei with a knife, and sang loudly in his mouth:

"Men should kill, and kill mercilessly. Immortal karma is all in killing.

Kill one person in three steps, and your heart stops. The blood flowed thousands of miles, and the corpse pillowed Qianxun Mountain.

The man is in the killing field, his heart is like a bear and his eyes are like a wolf. If you give birth to a man, you will kill people, and you will not teach a man's body to wrap a woman's heart.

Killing one is a crime, and slaughtering ten thousand is a hero. Slaughter 9 million, that is, the male of the male.

I'd rather make 10,000 people grit their teeth and hate them, and don't teach anyone to scold me. Looking at the world for 5,000 years, where heroes do not kill. ”

The singing voice is more and more excited, impassioned, and heroic, which makes people listen to the blood boiling, but with this singing, the steel knife in Xingxing's hand is waving faster and faster, under the dark night sky, in the swaying firelight, the white mangs of the match flicker strangely, firmly and persistently chasing in the direction of Gao Wei's escape.

In this crazy and tragic battlefield, everyone fell into madness, completely relying on instinct to fight non-stop until the strength was exhausted and life ended.

The warm blood stained the towering walls, and the cold corpses obliterated the path in front of them, but they still couldn't stop the joyful progress.

"Poof!"

The snow bright steel knife was easily poured into the chest of a soldier like cutting tofu, and the warm blood burst out and sprinkled his joy, but he didn't realize it, just raised his leg and swept it at will, kicking the three people who were close and throwing them out, and the bones and tendons were broken on the spot, and blood sprayed wildly.

"Happy dog thief, suffer death!" Gao Xing was about to draw his sword, when a strong wind suddenly hit behind him, and at the same time, there was a roar of resentment and anger from Han Baoren.

Happy seemed to have eyes on his back, his head didn't look back, his body twisted strangely, but his left hand in the air poked out like lightning, avoiding Han Baoren's sharp knife style, and slammed it into his throat. Without the slightest hesitation, Xing Xing exerted himself slightly, only to hear a crisp sound of "click", and Han Baoren's throat immediately shattered.

"Humph!"

With a cold snort, the murderous and vicious aura in his happy blood-colored eyes was even stronger, and he kicked his legs continuously, kicking the six or seven soldiers who attacked him so badly that he fell out with a scream, and at the same time twisted his left hand hard.

"Click", Han Baoren's head was torn off by Xingsheng, but the former's eyes were wide, his pale face was full of shock and fear, and his mouth was slightly open as if he wanted to scream, while the latter was excited, and even let out two chuckles from his mouth.

The bloody clothes on his body, the steel knife in his hand, one red and one silver, the bloody clothes kill the gods, worthy of the name.

"Who dares to stop me?!"

With a happy shout, he slammed Han Baoren's head in his hand on the city wall, and fell apart with a "bump", and red and white things were suddenly scattered everywhere.

Such a bloody and cruel scene suddenly shocked the hearts of the approaching Imperial Forest Army, and the crazy and chaotic minds regained a trace of clarity, and the fear from the soul instantly diffused throughout their bodies, and quickly spread to all sides.

Looking at the evil qi all over their bodies, as if they were happy to kill gods, everyone's eyes widened, and they clenched the blades in their hands tightly, not daring to move forward any further.

"Boom, boom!"

At this moment, a series of deafening loud noises suddenly came from under the feet, and the gorgeous and majestic imperial city gate suddenly exploded open, the dust covered the sky, the rubble flew wildly, and dozens of soldiers who were close to were blown open on the spot, and their heads were broken and bleeding, and more people were deaf and dazzled by the huge concussive force and sound from under their feet, and people turned over on their backs.

"Boom!"

The earth cracked and the mountain collapsed, the twenty-meter-high city wall collapsed in an instant, and the earth couldn't help but shake violently, such a spectacular scene brought the soul of the royal forest army in the city far more shock than physical damage.

"There is no way for the faint king, the heavens will punish the heavens, the imperial walls will fall, and Gao Wei will die!"

"Capture the faint king alive, rush!"

"Kill!"

At this moment, a thunderous shout suddenly came from the distance, but it was 20,000 Qingzhou troops rushing towards the palace under the leadership of Lu Zhishen, and the murderous aura that rushed to the sky was terrifying.

"If you don't surrender, you die!"

Happy waved his hand and gently brushed away the hair that covered his eyes, his blood-red eyes scanned all directions, and his tone was not high, but everyone in the city could hear it clearly, and his tone was extremely cold.

Smelling the heavy smell of gunpowder smoke in the air, my happy and chaotic mind couldn't help but clear up a little. It was Wu Sangui who blew up the city gate with high gunpowder, which not only opened a gap for the army to enter the palace, but also restored some clarity to the mind that had been invaded by anger and hatred.

"Don't kill me, I surrender, I surrender!" A soldier who had long been frightened saw the dense crowd in the distance, and then met the cold gaze of Xingxing, and suddenly fell to the ground with weak knees, and pleaded loudly.

"The general spares his life!" The mood of frustration and fear spread rapidly, and more and more soldiers surrendered on their knees, but many people still resisted stubbornly, howling and frantically towards happiness, and attacked Wu Sangui's troops who had already rushed into the city.

Happy snorted coldly, a bloodthirsty cold glint flashed in his eyes, rubbed his body again, raised the knife in his hand, and in the blink of an eye, the seven or eight soldiers who pounced on him were chopped into pieces, and the bloody brain organs were scattered and splashed, and the scene was very tragic and cold.

The special forces led by Wu Sangui are also brave, which of these guys is not a warrior of a hundred battles, brave and thirsty for killing, and they are even more unstoppable when they seize the opportunity, like a meat grinder, frantically harvesting the lives of the enemy.

No matter how resentful the Imperial Forest Army was against Happy, no matter how unwilling they were, when Lu Zhishen led an army of 50,000 to attack the city, the end of the war was doomed. After handing over the task of encircling and suppressing the enemy army to Lu Zhishen, he was happy to take the special forces and rushed towards the palace with the autumn wind sweeping the leaves.

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"Your Majesty, the outer city has been broken, and the inner city can't last long, let's retreat quickly, otherwise there will be no chance!" Witnessing Han Changluan's death in person, Gao Anahu, one of the three nobles, was terrified, and as soon as he came down from the city, he anxiously said to the embarrassed Gao Wei.

"Your Majesty, stay in the green mountains without worrying about no firewood, as long as your dragon body is healthy, we can make a comeback, let's withdraw quickly!" Hu Lu Xiaoqing also said with a worried face.

"Withdraw? Where to retreat?! Cushman shouted in exclamation, the muscles of his face twitching violently.

"There is King Yan of Jin in the north, it is safer to retreat to the north, but if you can't do it, your emperor, you will retreat to the Turkic Khanate in Mobei. The Turks are greedy and ignorant, as long as Your Majesty promises heavy profits in exchange for Turkic elite soldiers, when the time comes, you can sweep away the rebels in one fell swoop! ”

"Yes, Your Majesty, now that there is chaos in the city, it is a good time to retreat, if you wait until you take control of Yecheng, it will be too late! Your Majesty, let's go! ”

"Your Majesty, it's very spicy and cruel to act happily, he will definitely not let you go, you better withdraw quickly, as long as you live, you have the hope of recovering the Great Qi."

"Withdraw, Your Majesty!"

Four or five thousand soldiers suddenly fell to their knees and pleaded sincerely.

Looking around, Gao Wei's brows were furrowed, his face was cloudy, and his heart struggled violently. Just fled in disgrace, escaped from the power center of Northern Qi, and gave the country to that despicable mongrel, he was extremely angry and unwilling in his heart, but now that he has no power to return to the sky, what can he do if he doesn't retreat?

After a long time, Gao Wei finally made a decision, glanced at the chaotic city in the distance hatefully, and said firmly: "Convergence Queen, pack up the softness, and go from the north gate!" ”