What is Qin Qiong doing? Could it be that the withdrawal of the Zhou army was fake?

Looking at the sky-high fire in the south of Pingyang City, Xingxing's brows furrowed tightly, and his mind was thinking rapidly, his heart was full of worries and doubts. For Qin Qiong's 10,000 soldiers, but also for the hundreds of thousands of innocent people in the city.

"Drive!"

Joy pushed the war horse to the extreme, his body was almost attached to the horse's back, and the cold wind blew the cloak behind him high, making a muffled sound of "popping". Hundreds of meters behind him, under the leadership of Yang Lihua, five thousand cavalry also galloped wildly. Although they didn't know why they were so serious and anxious, judging from the terrible fire in Binh Duong City, this was by no means unusual.

Ten miles away, under the full control of Xingxing, only half an hour of effort Pingyang City has appeared in sight. At this moment, he suddenly saw a blood-stained soldier stumbling forward, and if he hadn't reacted quickly enough to change direction, he was afraid that he would have trampled the man under the iron horseman.

"General!" The soldier was about to draw his sword when he met the enemy, only to find that the comer was dressed in silver armor and handsome, and he was not happy, but his face stained with blood and black ash could not help but show an excited and happy smile.

"What happened in the city? Where is Qin Qiong? According to his happy ears, he had faintly heard the shouts of killing in the city, his brows couldn't help frowning even tighter, and his tone became extremely serious and urgent.

"General, the Zhou people are really despicable and vicious, not only hiding ambushes in the city, but also wantonly setting fire to the city, wanting to disperse our forces and break them all! General Qin is now surrounded by the Zhou army, fighting hard, and the situation is very critical! General, hurry up and save the brethren! Although the soldier was a little tired because of the bloody battle, and he was even more annoyed by the actions of the Zhou people, his words were also clear and clear.

"What?" The joy suddenly changed, and his face was horrified. How could he have thought that Zhou Jun would be so vicious and cruel, or that he didn't dare to think about it at all. In ancient times, there was a killing god Bai Qikeng who killed 400,000 troops of Zhao State, which was already angry with the gods, and now Zhou Guo actually wanted to burn the entire Pingyang City. Burning hundreds of thousands of people alive is madness.

"You go down and rest, I'll save them!" Happy soon regained his composure, forced himself to suppress the anger in his heart, gave an order to the wounded soldier, and then rode his horse towards Pingyang City again.

"Dog thief, I'm going to kill you! Brothers, rush out with me! ”

"Qin Qiong, you don't have a chance to get out alive! Not only you, but the 10,000 Qi troops you brought also have no chance, and tens of thousands of people in Pingyang City will also die tragically in the sea of fire, all because of you! Hahahaha! ”

When he was happy that he was still three miles away from Pingyang, Qin Qiong's angry roar and Yang Jian's arrogant laughter were also reaching his ears with the wind.

Happy a handsome face suddenly gloomy, because the Zhou people wantonly set fires, to the innocent people in the city to ignore, so that he was extremely angry with the Zhou army, and now he knows that the initiator of all this is Yang Jian, and the anger in his heart can't help but be even worse.

"Yang Jian, Hugh is rampant, happy to come!" Xing Xing suddenly pulled out the steel knife at his waist, exhaled and shouted. This sound of joy and anger came out, and the sound was rolling, like thunder, resounding throughout the whole world.

"The general has come to save us, brothers, don't be afraid, kill with me!" Hearing the happy voice, Qin Qiong's spirit suddenly lifted up, and his mind filled with anger was also cleared. As he spoke loudly, he consciously gathered the remaining cavalry, only when they were gathered together, they could exert their strongest combat effectiveness, and only in this way could he minimize the damage.

Completely different from Qin Qiong, Yang Jian was shocked when he heard the happy cheers, and his arrogant smile suddenly stiffened on his face. For the god of killing, he was both hated and feared. Happy snatched his eldest daughter Yang Lihua, causing him to lose his biggest political bargaining chip, but it was precisely because of Yang Lihua that he was able to escape with his life outside Jinyang City.

Stand tall and see far. Yang Jian stood at the head of the city, and saw the joy rushing towards Pingyang from a distance, and the excitement suddenly became heavy.

"Qin Qiong, you are happy too early, you are happy that you are still a few miles away from Pingyang City, and when he dares to come, I am afraid that you have already been divided by a knife! Don't be afraid, what is there to fear if you are happy to be alone, today we will kill him to avenge the death of our brother! ”

Yang Jian shouted loudly, rightly and vigorously, but the anxiety in his eyes revealed the panic and uneasiness in his heart. At the same time, Yang Jian took advantage of the fact that the soldiers of the city were fighting with Qin Qiong and the others, and when he had no time to pay attention to himself, he quickly squatted down, and removed the golden armor on his body after dividing it by two, revealing an ordinary Zhou army uniform inside.

"General, leave the rest to the villain, the villain will definitely live up to his trust!" At this moment, a man with an unattractive appearance appeared beside Yang Jian, and his body was very similar to Yang Jian. His face was resolute, and his eyes were full of determination.

"Good brother, I'm sorry!" Yang Jian trembled, his tiger eyes were red, tears appeared faintly, his face was apologetic and painful, and he choked and said. His hands clenched his armor tightly, making the nails crunch against each other.

"General, everything is the villain's will. What am I doing for you compared to your life-saving grace? Go quickly, glad to come, if it's too late you will be in danger. A touch of emotion flashed on the man's face, he looked at Yang Jian with burning eyes, and said in a low voice.

Yang Jian gritted his teeth and closed his eyes in pain, but he opened his eyes after just one breath, and the struggle was gone, only coldness and ruthlessness remained, "Good brother, don't worry, I will definitely take care of your family as my own family, and I will definitely take revenge for your revenge!" ”

"Thank you, General!" The soldier immediately cried with gratitude, knelt on the ground, and gave Yang Jian a big salute, "General, let's go!" After speaking, the soldier snatched the golden armor in Yang Jian's arms and put it on his body as fast as he could. The helmet covered most of his cheeks, and if you didn't look closely, it would really be difficult to tell the truth between him and Yang Jian.

"Take care!" Yang Jian glanced at the man deeply, said solemnly, and then got up suddenly, and walked along the city wall towards the north of Pingyang City. Behind him, dozens of black-clothed people followed closely, all of them exuding a cold murderous aura.

"Block the four gates, you can't miss any of the Zhou army, I'm going to kill today!" Happy to stop a mile outside Pingyang City, and when the cavalry behind him arrived, he glanced at everyone majestically, and then said coldly.

The happy tone was as cold as ten thousand years of ice, and the crazy killing intent in the deep eyes made these battle-hardened elites shudder, and Yang Lihua's heart couldn't help but twitch violently. She wanted to say something, but she couldn't say anything when she looked at Happy's gloomy face that seemed to be dripping.

"Action!" After speaking, Xing Xing urged the horse to rush towards Pingyang City again. As he got closer and closer to Pingyang City, his happy face slowly calmed down, and the anger in his chest became smaller and smaller, but the killing intent on his body became stronger and stronger. As if sensing the majestic anger hidden under the calm appearance of his master, the war horse even became depressed and faster.

"Yang Jian, take your life!" When he came to the city thirty meters away, he suddenly raised his voice and shouted, slapped the horse's back with his left palm, and his body rose in the air, like an arrow from the string, shooting at Yang Jian, who was dressed in gold armor at the head of the city, and the steel knife in his right hand slashed at Yang Jian's head, and the steel knife cut through the air and made a terrible scream, which made people feel cold.

"Don't think!"

Jin Jia Yang Jian roared hoarsely, pulled out his sword with a choked sound, swung forward vigorously, and shouted in a cold voice: "Release the arrow!" ”

"Woohoo!"

Following his order, nearly three hundred archers who had been buried for a long time suddenly appeared in the city, and the dense rain of arrows suddenly shot towards Happy Dou who was in the air.

"Brother Xing, be careful—"

Yang Lihua has been following behind Happy Happy, originally to stop Happy from hurting his father Yang Jian, but now when she saw Happy was about to be annihilated by the rain of arrows, she couldn't help but lose her face with fright, and called out in horror.

Happy to be in the air, with nowhere to borrow, how difficult it is to change direction. Jin Jia Yang Jian was obviously prepared, and he was caught off guard, and it was almost impossible to dodge happily. Seeing that her lover was about to die tragically, how could Yang Lihua not be in a mess and frightened.

The sudden rain of arrows really frightened him, but he didn't have much fear of it, his originally deep eyes suddenly burst into dazzling essence, and the corners of his mouth showed a sad smile, and the murderous aura on his body climbed to the peak in an instant.

"Kill!"

Happy full of true qi flowing, covering his whole body, he shouted violently, did not dodge or dodge, the steel knife in his hand was castrated, and slashed forward at a more rapid speed.

"Puff puff!"

A slash out, as if tearing the space, cutting the void, the dozens of feather arrows that shot on-hand were shattered one after another under the steel knife infused with strong internal force by Xingxing, and the wreckage fell to the ground weakly, while Xingxing rushed towards the city head with unabated speed from the gap that was broken by himself.

"Stop him!"

Jinjia Yang Jian obviously didn't expect Xing Xing to escape this catastrophe, and there was a hint of shock in his eyes, but he was annihilated by madness. He roared, and stabbed his sword happily from the bottom up.

Under Yang Jian's order, three hundred archers abandoned their bows and arrows at the same time, and drew their swords to meet Xing, the sword was shining and imposing.

"Get out of here!"

At this time, Xing Xing had already approached the head of the city, and the fierce momentum was about to be exhausted, he screamed, and stomped on the wall with his right foot, and the huge force made the entire Pingyang City tremble. The steel knife in Xingxing's hand slid out of an arc and slashed towards the three hundred archers.

"Jingle Bell!"

In a dense clash of gold and iron, more than a dozen Zhou soldiers who bore the brunt of the attack suddenly screamed and fell backwards and flew out, broken blades and miserable blood flowers flying freely in the air.

"Death to those who stand in my way!" Happy scolded, the steel knife in his hand danced rapidly, the whole person went down the mountain to the tiger, and like a tiger into the flock, frantically slashed the Zhou army in front of him, but everywhere, the bloody wind and rain, the cry shook the sky, and there was no one in the Zhou army who was a general of him.

"Yang Jian, die!" The route he traveled happily was almost straight, and his speed was not affected in the slightest, and after just a few breaths, he came to the front of Jinjia Yang Jian, and without the slightest hesitation, the steel knife in his hand slashed at the latter's neck with a fierce killing intention.

"No—"