The rain sprinkled down Xifu City, like ringing a bell, gently knocking on the eaves and roof, making a dingdong sound, crisp and abnormal. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

However, the people in the general's mansion have long been bothered to care about the beautiful scenery in the rain.

Rain, for these people, is just a measure of the degree of physical obstruction.

As soon as the Fire Tiger and more than a thousand rebels fought, they fell into a situation of death battle.

In the courtyard, everyone turned into wild beasts, and only the seemingly never-ending killing remained.

Blood, stumps, mercilessly falling to the ground.

Broken swords, broken knives, constantly broken.

Among the rebels, Luo Feng led these young people and constantly attacked the formation of the Fire Tiger, but as the top legion of the empire, when the Fire Tiger began to assemble in formation, for a while, they could not break through the defense of the Fire Tiger.

However, relying on the relationship of numbers, they had forced the Earth Fire Tiger to retreat continuously, and soon they had retreated to the door of the hall.

Victory is at hand.

Luo Feng saw the dawn of hope, and he could even see that as long as he broke through into the General's Mansion and got Luo Qiuchan's last posthumous work, he would have the right to inherit it in name only, and his previous rebellious behavior would only be regarded as a framing by some people.

Turn things around, and strike at this one.

Luo Feng drew his sword and shouted angrily: "The future of the righteous army will fight here, everyone, help me!" ”

The young man in the field said loudly: "I am willing to fight for General Luo!" ”

All of a sudden, the crowd in the audience was furious, and the blood of the young people boiled at this moment, and they seemed to see the great significance of their killing in the rain, which made these young people go crazy.

The passion that has nowhere to vent turns into cruelty and arrogance.

Zuo Yin's face was calm, as if he didn't see the madness of those people in front of him, he swung the knife calmly, even though his hands were constantly shaking, even if his muscles were still sore.

These fanatics believe that they can win, and Zuo Yin knows that they can win.

He believes in Lin Xiuwen, believes that the person who often likes to drink tea, and the young man with a deep mind, Lin Xiuwen, will inevitably have a backhand.

On the other hand, Luo Qianqian is also behind him, and he will never allow these people to disturb Luo Qianqian's atmosphere of remembering her father.

Killing intent, the killing intent that soars into the sky, is like the water of the Yellow River, stretching out.

Luo Feng was in the crowd, squinting his eyes, although he saw Zuo Yin's bravery, he didn't seem to care, and even held his sword and kept tapping the beat with his fingers.

Have an ace up one's sleeve.

Guo Shixiong slashed at his opponent domineeringly, slashing the little boss in front of him from his left shoulder to his right abdomen, and in an instant, blood and internal organs were left on the ground, and they were quickly washed away by the rain.

And the little leader of the rebel army, who was half of his body, was still struggling in the rain, constantly making twisted screams.

The surrounding rebels were all shocked by Guo Shixiong in an instant, and they didn't dare to move for a while.

Seeing that the scene had eased somewhat, Guo Shixiong glanced at the situation on both sides, and shouted without twisting his head: "Shen Mu, you are a ****, you are all pressed to Lao Tzu over there, you can't do it." ”

Although Shen Mu has a rare elegance in the army, he still has a black line, the long knife in his hand is waving like a flower, and countless knife tips are stabbing at the enemy, taking advantage of the gap in the battle, Shen Mu roared in a low voice: "Guo Shixiong, shut your dog's mouth, Lao Tzu's side, I don't need you to worry about it." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Mu immediately changed his words, "I said that you people, it is so difficult to cut some ordinary people, you are all laughed at by Guo Column, if Lao Tzu's face has nowhere to rest, don't think about it!" ”

Having said that, Shen Mu suddenly rushed to the front, desperately fighting against those grinning rebels, inspired by Shen Mu's hard work, dozens of people under Shen Mu suddenly burst out with huge combat power, and the scene was a little reversed for a while.

All the rebels are facing the north, constantly impacting the fire tiger, no one notices, unconsciously, the corners of Luo Feng's mouth, there is a smug smile, it seems that he has seen the defeat of Zuo Yin and others.

Or maybe they saw their own King's Landing.

Luo Qiucian is dead, Lei Xiaotian should also be dead, and these annoying guys like Zuo Yin will also be buried here, just one rainy night has changed the fate of many people.

It also indirectly changed the situation in the world for decades to come.

And this will be the day when he Luo Feng officially gains power.

Like a dragon meets water, it will swing thousands of miles into the blue sky.

The scene, accompanied by the continuous fall of people to the ground, gradually poured out.

There are already more than 50 people left in the Fire Tiger, and I don't know if the battle here has attracted the attention of the front-line troops, or is it that the front-line troops are simply powerless?

Nobody knows.

Zuo Yin gritted his teeth, his arms had begun to seep blood, and the blood had just seeped out of the pores, and it was immediately washed away by the rain, revealing pale and sick skin, showing the limits of his body.

The situation really can't be changed?

In the sky, a black shadow swept by, like a black eagle falling.

Along with this black shadow, there was also a cold aura, which was permeated in the rain, and the soldiers who were not very good in physique couldn't help but shiver, but they felt an extremely uncomfortable feeling of nausea, which seemed to be their instinctive aversion to something.

Luo Feng felt the familiar aura, and he suddenly raised his head in the crowd, his eyes widened in disbelief, only to be surprised by a dark shadow descending beside him.

Shadow Flame.

At this moment, Ying Yan, where does he still have the confidence to control everything, but he is full of haste color, his clothes are in tatters, and his face is extremely sallow, like a stray wild dog.

I don't know where to go.

Ying Yan hurriedly said, "Let's go!" ”

A word beyond doubt.

After speaking, he grabbed Luo Feng's belt and immediately took Luo Feng to the west.

"Nope! How could I leave at this time, my brother, my tyrant......"

Luo Feng's voice became smaller and smaller in the rainy night, and finally disappeared.

It's as simple as that, it's over?

The rebels and the fire tigers, who were still fighting, involuntarily stopped fighting, looking at each other, as if they were not clear about the situation.

Luo Feng was taken away like this?

What the heck?

More than a thousand rebels, and more than 800 people, seemed to be a little hesitant, not knowing whether this battle should continue or not.

Or, General Luo, who went west to pursue them.

"Phew—"

The chaotic sound of horses' hooves came, and the sound was heard in the chaos of Zuoyin's army.

Wind Falcon.

After such a fight, the wind falcon finally arrived.

It's just that although the shadow flame just now only stayed for a moment, Zuo Yin still saw it clearly.

On Ying Yan's body, there are many knife wounds and arrow wounds, and in this Xifu City, the only one who can leave scars on the powerhouses without a mind is the Wind Falcon.

Combined with Ying Yan's expression and words just now, it seems that this former commander of Zhu Yiwei also betrayed the rebels?

So during the Luofeng rebellion, what was the purpose of Ying Yan's actions?

Zuo Yin didn't know that when he saw the familiar silver armor appear at the door of the General's Mansion, he could only use the knife to hold his body and prevent himself from falling to the ground.

Tonight's battle, I'm afraid, is really over. (To be continued.) )