Every soldier's face seemed to have a mocking smile, a cold smile, full of murderous intent. At this moment, Ye Seventeen's hands and feet suddenly became cold, and his heart continued to sink downward, until he reached the bottomless abyss.

"What's wrong, how did you stop?"

Not far away, an angry voice sounded, it was An Shixian, he couldn't believe it, and he didn't want to believe it, these horses outside Mangyuan City were all his family resources in Mangyuan, he didn't believe that he lost the bet, so he wanted to take a look.

In the rainy night, Liu Fa raised his sword immediately, and beside him were Nangong Nu and Qingyunfei, as well as Ye Luo of the Ye family.

"On the other side, is General Ye Seventeen?"

Liu Fa's voice was soft, as if to a loved one.

"Retreat!"

Ye Qiqi turned a deaf ear, although he was terrified in his heart, he still forced himself to calm down and retreated towards Mangyuan, they still had Mangyuan.

"Withdraw!"

The army changed formation in an instant, and then fled frantically towards Mangyuan City, An Shixian saw the retreating Mangyuan army, standing on the chariot, staggering, as if it was about to fall.

The front is the people of Mangyuan, and the soldiers in the back are Mangyuan, they have only one direction in their hearts at this time, Mangyuan City, how fast they can escape.

Liu Fa's face was indifferent, silently watching them flee towards Mangyuan, he was not in a hurry, even if he fled to the ends of the earth, he had a way to catch them back, not to mention, they couldn't escape.

Antonye sat at the head of the city, listening to the cry below, which was particularly pleasant, and his heart was indescribably comfortable.

The sun rose into the sky, the sky finally dawned, under the rising sun, a group of soldiers dragged their frightened and staggering steps, towards the city of Mangyuan, the breeze blew, rolling up the yellow smoke in the sky. The drawbridge outside the city had already been hoisted high, the city gate was closed, and between the arrow stacks of the city tower, the soldiers clenched their spears and bows and arrows, staring at the remnants of the city with wary eyes, and no one came out to question, and the two sides were silent to each other.

An Shixian sat on the chariot and slowly walked out of the procession, looking at the towering city wall and the soldiers on the city tower with a vigilant expression, his heart sank in vain. He suddenly had a very ominous premonition in his heart.

"I'm An Shixian, and I haven't opened the city gate yet." Suppressing the uneasiness in his heart, An Shixian raised his head and shouted loudly to the castle tower.

Not long after, An Dongye's figure appeared on the city tower, his expression was depressed, his face was decadent, looking at An Shixian who was looking up at the city tower, An Dongye smiled, his smile was bitter and desolate. "Big brother, little brother is polite." On the castle tower, Antonye saluted An Shixian with a fist.

An Shixian was overjoyed when he saw An Dongye: "Second brother, hurry, open the city gate quickly, let me enter the city." ”

An Dongye looked at An Shixian's happy face and couldn't help but sigh heavily. Seeing An Dongye's expression, An Shixian's smile gradually stiffened, and he was silent for a long time, and finally said coldly: "What, did you betray me?" ”

Antoye shook his head, his face flushed with pain.

Thinking of the blink of an eye, people will take the city. An Shixian's heart was a little twitching, he pinched his thigh hard, just thinking it was a dream, but the pain in his leg made him realize that this was not a dream, this was a cruel reality!

"Good, good!" An Shixian gritted his teeth, his face was pale, like a mad tiger, and roared hysterically: "I was blind back then, but I didn't find out that you were an unfaithful and unrighteous person, this is my retribution!" ”

Hearing An Shixian's roar, An Dongye's face turned blue and white for a while, opened his mouth, and finally lowered his head in despair, and didn't say a word.

"Order, the whole army to attack the city!"

An Shixian's eyes were red, and there was a surge of blood in his head, he couldn't bear it, he really couldn't bear it, if it was someone else, it wouldn't be fine, it was his own brother who betrayed him, the brother of a mother's compatriot.

Ye Seventeen was shocked, grabbed An Shixian's hand and said hurriedly: "City Lord, don't!" We only have less than 10,000 long-tired and disabled troops, and there is still a large army of Liu Fa behind us, the art of war: ten will surround it, and if it is doubled, we will attack it, and our strength and morale are not enough......"

"Boom, Boom......"

As soon as Ye Seventeen's words fell, he could only hear a commotion in the rear army, and then, three terrible screams sounded on the east, west, and north sides at the same time, and the three arrows exploded in the air, accompanied by the sound of drums, and the three-way army suddenly emerged around, their banners were clear, their fresh clothes and bright armor, and the momentum of wind and thunder surged up like a tide, and the soldiers of the Mangyuan army had not had time to escape, and the three-way army had firmly surrounded them outside the north wall of Mangyuan City, which was as solid as an iron bucket.

The three-way army walked in a neat pace, with the shield hand in front, the spear in the back, and the archers in the center, like three thick copper walls and iron walls, surrounding the prince's rebels in the middle, and the encirclement became smaller and smaller, and the Mangyuan army retreated in fear until it shrank into a dense group. Their morale was exhausted, they couldn't even hold the weapons in their hands, the strong sense of fear, and the murderous aura emitted by the three-way army, made their hands and feet weak, and even began to appear a large group of soldiers kneeling on the ground and begging for mercy, after all, among them, there are still many people, innocent people, they are just forced to take up arms.

Beyond the plains, yellow smoke fills the sky. The land south of the Yangtze River, which is full of spring, is filled with a chilling killing atmosphere. In the rolling yellow dust, the encirclement of the three-way army shrank tighter and tighter, and the shield hand blocked the front, lined up in a neat phalanx, stepped through the grasslands, hills and official roads outside the city, and drove the army of Mangyuan City to the moat outside the north city gate step by step. The uniform footsteps, mixed with the sound of the iron blades of the armor rubbing, like the approaching footsteps of the god of death, made the soldiers of Mangyuan City look colorless, and retreated step by step back from back to back. No one spoke, no one persuaded to surrender, only the terrifying sound of footsteps entered the eardrums, and the rhythmic touch of the shield by Jin Tie made a clanging sound, as if sounding the death knell for their group of desperate reckless troops.

This is not a battle between the two armies, this is a one-sided encirclement and suppression, and there is a huge difference in strength, and the morale is even more different. The soldiers of Mangyuan City felt that they were a flock of sheep without resistance at this moment, driven by nearly 10,000 shepherds, and they had no way to resist at all, even if the other party wanted to drive them into the slaughterhouse, they could only obediently let them go.

The confrontation between the two armies is based on strength, and at present, they have no strength at all, and they do not even have the courage to resist. "I'm down!"

The outermost soldiers of the Mangyuan finally couldn't bear the huge invisible pressure, and took the lead in throwing down their weapons, kneeling on the ground with their legs, trembling and crawling in the dust. They are not afraid of death, but they are more eager to survive. Someone took the lead, and suddenly there was a commotion among the soldiers of the Mangyuan Army, like a plague, which quickly infected the entire Mangyuan Army camp.

Needless resistance is stupid, everyone understands this truth, and it is good to be alive, of course, to be alive. The encirclement was still shrinking, and behind the shield, a pair of cold and cold eyes stared coldly at this group of poor and hateful sheep, when this group of reckless soldiers wantonly slaughtered their robes under the dust, when they had evil intentions and tried to sneak attack the heroes who had defended their homeland, did they ever think that the feng shui would turn around and turn back that day.

The three-way army walked in neat steps. The shields erected on three sides are like three impassable copper walls, and they are forcing the Mangyuan army under the city wall step by step.

Three big flags fluttered in the wind, and on the east road, Nangong Zhifu took a group of men and horses, holding a halberd of Zhanger, which looked particularly dazzling in the sun.

On the west road, Ye Luo held an iron spear tightly in his hand, his eyes were like electricity, piercing people's hearts, and behind him was the personal guard brigade belonging to the Ye family, although there were not many people, but the absolute combat power was amazing.

Directly north is Qingyun Fei, who is carrying a huge iron rod on his shoulder, with spikes whistling on it, with a dignified killing intent. Because the war horse under the crotch is a little difficult to support his weight, every time he kicks down, there will be a shallow pit.

The smell of mold and rust outside the city was extremely unpleasant, perhaps because of the heavy rain, the soldiers of Mangyuan were already soaked, without any intention of fighting, and they were tired and had no morale.

At the head of the city, An Dongye was already indifferent, and the moment An Shixian really tore his face, everything had passed, he clapped his hands, and immediately a maid came over, holding a guqin.

"Zheng ......"

Antonye's hand on the guqin, a piercing sound sounded, catering to the solemn atmosphere of the city, so, above the city, suddenly came out sometimes melodious, sometimes fierce guqin sound, slow like a spring breeze, urgent like a rain pour, the sound of music spread in front of the two armies, gold and iron clash, adding a bit of killing atmosphere.

"Boom, Boom......"

After the three armies were encircled, they were not in a hurry to strangle the soldiers of Mangyuan City, An Shixian looked at the approaching Chenguan army, his heart was sad, and he burst into tears when he heard the guqin on the head of the city.

At the end of the song, when the tail note of the guqin is still echoing under the city wall, the sound of gold is heard in the distance, the encirclement in the north quietly gives way to a two-zhang wide opening, and after a while, a big flag blows up from the wind and looks extraordinarily tall and mighty, and the group passes through the encirclement and comes to stop in front of the two armies.

The willow felling has arrived, and everything has just begun!

"Where is Ahn Shixian?"

Clearing his throat, Liu Fa looked at the besieged Mangyuan army, his face calm.

"Driving ......"

Hearing an unfamiliar and young voice, An Shixian turned his horse's head and walked towards the north without hesitation, he knew that the owner of this voice was Liu Fan!

When he didn't want to die, he didn't know what his enemy looked like, and when he saw An Shixian turn the horse's head, Ye Qiqi didn't hesitate and followed An Shixian up.

"The old man is An Shixian, are you Liu Fa Xiao'er?"

Looking at the person under the willow flag, An Shixian squinted his eyes, and finally saw Liu Fan's face clearly, although he already had some inexplicable feelings in his heart, he still wanted to confirm it.