The flames soared into the sky, and the swords flickered.

"Kill!" Yang Bao roared loudly, the shield in his left hand protected the vital point, and the Pu knife in his right hand slashed fiercely at the Haikou who rushed to the city. The desire to survive of these pirates exceeded their expectations, and the rolling stones and sassalwoods in the city had already been used up, and there were not many arrows left.

The rest of the veterans also coincidentally blocked the recruits who vomited in the dark, and their faces were solemn. Although the spear and the sword look thin, it is an insurmountable line of death.

The pirates who rushed to the city were not to be outdone, and one of the small leaders in front of him held a harpoon in his hand, relying on a long weapon, and even forced back several veterans in a row, if it weren't for a veteran who fought to receive a knife from the pirate next to him, he rushed forward, and killed the little leader with a knife in his hand, I am afraid that the pirates behind would have been killed with the momentum of breaking the embankment.

The two uptown trails had just been touched by white blades, Rao is Ye Yingwu had already been mentally prepared, and he couldn't help but be shocked, looking back at Wen Tianxiang's face was also a little pale, after all, it was right next to them, and the blood splashed on the city wall and even Bai Huahua's brains were shocking.

Ye Yingwu held back his nausea, trying not to breathe the air with the smell of burnt human flesh and the sour smell of vomiting by himself, while making a gesture at Jiang Da and asking him to put Wen Tianxiang into the city tower, while rushing to the city wall with a few recruits around him who still persevered, picked up the bows and crossbows thrown by the veterans and shot the crazy Haikou fiercely, and shot out all the last arrows.

The pirates' offensive suddenly stalled. And Zhang Mazi had already realized that the moment of life and death was coming, so he simply let it go, grabbed a shield with one hand to block the oncoming arrows, and roared and strode into the city, and the Pu knife was impenetrable with a waving knife.

After all, it's an old fritter crawling on the sea, and he still has this ability.

Seeing that the two pirates in front of him were killed on the spot, Zhang Mazi's face was only left with madness, the muscles of his face were constantly twisted in the firelight, and the cyan blood vessels burst all over his left and right arms. ”

After that, Zhang Mazi kicked over Yang Bao, who was a little physically exhausted after several battles, and kept waving the Pu knife in his hand, vaguely very powerful, and even injured two veterans in a row, tearing a hole in the weak defense line alive.

The pirates behind him shouted and killed, their hands raised and their knives fell, and several veterans were killed or wounded.

"It's all given to someone to go forward, not allowed to go back!" Ye Yingwu was also red-eyed, and threw the crossbow in his hand on the head of a sea robber, smashing the caught off guard off the trail, and then drew his saber and took two steps forward and stabbed straight at Zhang Mazi's side soft underbelly.

Capture the thief and capture the king first, at the moment of life and death, Ye Yingwu can't take care of so much, his mind is already blank, and all the actions are already carried out subconsciously. He had even forgotten what he should be concerned about, and why he was fighting bloodily here, only knowing that he would kill the person in front of him who was constantly killing his subordinates!

Seeing that the capital was so brave, the recruits who were still timid just now also had red eyes, and shouted angrily to pounce on the loopholes that had appeared because of the fall of the veterans. Although their knife skills are still jerky, it is their blood that has never been hot!

Realizing that the danger was approaching, Zhang Mazi roared, and hit Ye Yingwu's long sword with a knife in his hand, Ye Yingwu's mouth was in severe pain, the long sword almost got out of his hand, and his body stumbled a few steps involuntarily.

But fortunately, taking advantage of this opportunity, Yang Bao, who had been panting in the dark, didn't care about the injury just now, and jumped up suddenly, and a dazzling knife light flashed, cutting off Zhang Mazi's left arm. A bloody arrow gushed out and sprinkled on the city wall, making the blood stains there one more longitudinal and horizontal, exceptionally fresh and extraordinarily red.

Zhang Mazi couldn't help but let out a long roar, the blood flowed from the broken arm, and the severe pain made his whole body bruise, like a bloody demon.

"Pikeman, top!" Ye Yingwu roared angrily to meet a sea robber, and swung his sword and slashed without hesitation, but fortunately, the strength of that sea robber was indeed not very good, and he even had a tie with Ye Eryan, who was just a showman.

Hearing Ye Yingwu's order, several pikemen quickly stabbed the other pirates who were going to the city, and finally stopped the pirates who kept rushing up.

Zhang Mazi, who had killed several soldiers in a row, seemed to see that the flower shelf next to him was wearing the clothes of the capital, and he didn't care about the severe pain of losing his left arm, so he threw the heavy Pu knife, and took advantage of the gap between several powerful men to stop Yang Bao, and picked up a short knife discarded on the ground and slashed at Ye Yingwu.

And Ye Yingwu was fighting with the Haikou on the other side, and he didn't dare to relax at all, and he could still take care of Zhang Mazi, who governed him in the way of others. And Yang Bao and the others also discovered Ye Yingwu's danger, and couldn't help but shout one after another, but the opponent was very strong, and they didn't have time to rescue for a while, so they could only watch Zhang Mazi slash at the head with a knife.

Never so close to death, Ye Yingwu's eyes widened, watching the short knife get closer and closer to his ribs. He knew what the result would be if the knife went down, but at this moment, his heart and mind were blank.

Thief God, this is the green mountains you gave me? Suddenly, such a peculiar thought flashed through my mind.

At the last moment, a sharp sound that broke through the air pierced the battlefield that seemed to be solidified, followed by a piercing scream that was close at hand, and the short knife that was about to cut Ye Yingwu's soft underbelly finally fell to the ground weakly, making a shocking sound.

Ye Yingwu took two steps back, panting and looking up, Zhang Mazi, who had killed the Quartet just now, was hit by an arrow in his throat, and his tiger eyes glared angrily, although he tried very hard to look back at the direction where the crossbow arrow came from, but he finally failed. This leader of the pirates, who was in the limelight for a while across the sea, fell to the ground weakly, but he didn't bat a glance, obviously wanting to know who had plotted against him until he died.

Unfortunately, it didn't work out.

A figure rushed across from the diagonal ground, his hand slashing down, as fast as lightning, and the Haikou who had been fighting with Ye Yingwu for several rounds just now was already in a different place before he didn't even have a chance to react. Ye Yingwu was shocked and looked at it, it was Zhao Dutou, who was not good-looking. The sound of footsteps behind him sounded intensively, and more than 100 elite veterans were like tigers descending the mountain, and soon killed all the pirates who attacked the city, and the uptown trail was strictly defended.

Zhao Dutou cut off Zhang Mazi's head with a knife and handed it to Ye Yingwu, who was relying on the city wall to gasp, with a look of admiration in his eyes. Although the Ye family's second ya, who single-handedly controlled the Cixi ambush, was not very good in martial arts, he did have the courage to take the lead in the first battle. For such a warrior, Zhao Dutou naturally appreciates it very much.

"Zhao Dutou saved someone's life, and this head should be yours." Ye Yingwu said softly, the overall situation has been decided, as if he has been drained of strength, leaning on the bloodstained city wall, he didn't even bother to move half a step, naturally he didn't want to compete with Zhao Dutou.

I don't know when, the blood stains left by Zhang Mazi just now have gradually dried up, and only the black mark remains, as if telling the heroism and unwillingness of the master. Ye Yingwu silently stretched out his hand to feel the stickiness that he had never touched, and his heart was mixed.

"It's really not that someone saved the ya, but someone else saved the yaman." Zhao Dutou glanced at the city tower, smiled heartily, and then no longer paid attention to Ye Yingwu, but led a group of red-eyed veterans to kill along the city gate trail full of corpses and blood.

Ye Yingwu raised his eyes in surprise, but found that Wen Tianxiang was standing by the window on the second floor of the city tower at some point, holding a crossbow machine in his hand, with a solemn face, looking coldly at the Haikou under the city. It is naturally self-evident who saved Ye Yingwu just now.

nodded at Wen Tianxiang, and didn't bother to care if he saw it or not. Ye Yingwu strengthened his spirit, raised Zhang Mazi's head high and shouted at the four or five hundred Haikou who were still in the city: "Wait and see, Zhang Mazi's head is here, don't you surrender quickly!" ”

"Surrender quickly!"

"Surrender quickly!"

The defenders of the city also raised their arms and shouted, and their morale was greatly boosted.

And the pirates under the city looked at the raging fire behind them, and then looked at the heads of the leaders raised high on the city wall, as well as the fierce soldiers who roared and rushed towards them, where did they still have the will to resist, they trembled and fell to their knees, and all kinds of weapons were thrown to the ground.

Ye Yingwu couldn't help laughing, and while slapping the blood-stained city wall fiercely, he recited in a long voice: "Xiaozhu is gradually getting high, and there is an old alliance when you are worried." Calling the bottle to greet the guests, waving the dust and sitting and talking. The cloud guard toothpick is full, and the star contains a sword. I don't want to be a marquis, but I hope the sea is flat! ”

Up and down the silent east gate, the sound rose to the sky, shocking the heavens and the earth.

Whether it was Zhao Dutou who was gritting his teeth or Yang Bao who was leaning against the wall and gasping, whether it was Ye Mengding who was hurrying over or Wen Tianxiang who was standing on the railing, whether it was the guards of the city with blood on his face or the Haikou who was crawling in the flames and dust, everyone was trembling, everyone was shocked at this moment, and everyone couldn't help but stare at the place where the sound started.

A dazzling fiery red morning sun is in the east, just behind the arrogant and tenacious figure that still can't stand, slowly rising, as if symbolizing the hope that will never be extinguished, and as if representing the rebirth of a hero who dominates the world.

Wen Tianxiang thought of Ye Yingwu and himself talking and laughing on the city tower just now, toasting each other, and thinking of the countless soldiers fighting bloody just now, Si Shi Si Jing, and the inch by inch depicted in the poem, his heart moved, and the first one shouted loudly: "Cai!" ”

When they came back to their senses, the armies were naturally cheering. Zhao Dutou, Yang Bao and others felt the same way, their hearts were boiling, and they couldn't wait to fight again.

And Ye Mengding, who was full of joy, was even more overjoyed, his hands even trembled a little, and he couldn't help but be in tears! In this majestic and powerful voice, in the resolute gaze of the soldiers, he had already seen a completely different light of decay in the distant court.

"It's not my intention to seal the marquis, I wish Hai Boping was flat!" Wen Tianxiang jumped out again as the first one, raised his arms and shouted, and infinite light poured on his body, shrouding the last backbone of this nation in an incomparably dazzling brilliance.

The next moment, all the soldiers raised their arms and shouted to greet the rising sun.

"I don't want to be a marquis, I wish Hai Boping would be flat! May the sea be flat! ”

The rolling sound rushed straight into the sky, shaking the Liuhe Eight Desolations.

The darkness is over, and the dawn falls.

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Qingyuan Mansion, Cixi.

The whole county has been completely boiling, and a mouthful of fat pigs and a bullock have turned into boiling things in the pot. The soldiers with blood stains and dust on their bodies sat among the ruins of the burned fire, their eyes flashing with the same brilliance, and they stared at the cauldron that was constantly emitting a tempting fragrance.

Fortunately, the county government in Cixi was not burned down, otherwise Ye Mengding and others would have to be on the ground. As the biggest hero of this battle, Ye Yingwu entered the county government under the support of Wen Tianxiang, Zhao Dutou and others. Ye Mengding had a smile on his face and waited in the hall early.

And an unfamiliar general stood beside Ye Mengding, and the dust and exhaustion on his face were also difficult to hide. Seeing this person's somewhat lost expression, Ye Yingwu had already guessed that this should be Yang Tizhi who was holding the Pingshi Reef with two hundred elite soldiers and beating the Haikou to lose his armor, although the two were once on the same battlefield, they had only looked at each other from a distance after all, and their impression of each other was only in speculation from beginning to end.

Maybe the great merit of exterminating Zhang Mazi in the real history should be attributed to this Yang Shouming Yang Tizhi, but it is a pity that Ye Yingwu was killed halfway, which made this protracted war of attrition quickly resolved, although the houses near the east gate of Cixi were burned, but compared with the immeasurable losses of the Haikou ashore raids, these are nothing.

"Come on, Xiao Wu, the old man will introduce you, this is Yang Tizhi of Qingyuan Mansion, the first few attacks of Haikou mostly relied on Yang Tizhi's command and dispatch, otherwise Qingyuan would have been in danger a long time ago." Ye Mengding didn't want to hide his happiness at all, after all, it was his son who made a great contribution, and any father's joy could be understood.

"The younger generation has seen Yang Tiha." Ye Yingwu was also very polite to this warrior, after all, that day at the Pingshi beachhead, Yang Shouming led the crowd to defend to the death, and the rush was extremely tragic, Ye Yingwu stood on a high place, and everything was in full view.

Seeing that this Eryanei, who had made great contributions, did not hold his own identity at all, he was respectful, if he was dissatisfied, it would be his own fault, thinking of this, the unhappiness in Yang Tizhi's heart also dissipated, but he admired this young man very much, and he did not dare to slack off at the moment, and hurriedly returned the salute.

"Okay, well, all of you have already played in the court, and there will be a reward when the time comes. Today's celebration, you don't have to excuse yourself, good wine and meat, don't get drunk! Ye Mengding laughed, and the coarse porcelain bowl in his hand was the one used by the martial artist.

Seeing that the prefect was so refreshing, Yang Shouming and Zhao Dutou and others were naturally overjoyed, where did they refuse, and some didn't even care about any etiquette, so they simply picked up a jar of wine and drank it in a big gulp.

The noise of the soldiers outside continued to spread into the distance.

For a moment, Ye Yingwu looked at the wine bowl in his hand, and suddenly he was in a trance. Before the war, I used to regret these nameless lives, but now I have forgotten about it, and it seems that I have completely integrated with these people around me, and I am a complete Song Dynasty person, not a cold bystander.

Thinking of this, Ye Yingwu couldn't help but smile bitterly and drank all the wine in the bowl.

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History, in the second year of Xianchun, Ye Mengding knew the Qingyuan Mansion with the senior scholar of the Imperial Palace, and was ordered to suppress the sea troubles, and the corporal under his command fought bravely to be the first, and won many battles, and the son of Mengding in Cixi should burn the county town with martial arts, break the sea and kill the thief chieftain, and surrender all his people, and the government and the opposition were shocked.

As a traverser, Ye Yingwu stepped onto the vast stage of history for the first time.

But the curtain is far from over.

At least when those few dilapidated sea ships that had brought nightmares to Qingyuan Mansion appeared on the sea level, Ye Mengding, who had just returned from Cixi, couldn't help but frown.