Chapter 67: The Bloody Battle on the Wall
Just when Jing Yuanchu's mind moved but he didn't have time to react, the guards beside Jing Yuanchu fought to the death, and the sharp spear head passed by Jing Yuanchu, cutting through the skin on Jing Yuanchu's shoulder, and the blood stains instantly stained his shoulder.
And Leng Changxi, dressed in black, stood on the wall, the rain wet his clothes, the cotton short beats clinged to his muscular chest and lower abdomen, outlining the beauty of a man's strength, and the bean-sized raindrops hit the polished black iron spear head in his hand, dripping down the blade, Jing Yuanchu never imagined that Leng Changxi would hide this spear in the groove of the city wall, how did he do it.
"Even if you have foresight, you can hurt one of me, but can you hurt so many people behind me?" Jing Yuanchu took a step back, and more than a dozen generals behind him took out their scimitars and long swords one after another, and the lone Qin Yunuan also became the focus of these people's attacks.
Unexpectedly, Qin Yunuan lifted her breath a little, and used the method taught by Leng Changxi to turn around her true qi, and there was a round and powerful aura around her.
This little girl, how can she do qigong?
Jing Yuanchu paused: "It's just two." Jing Yuanchu was about to let people wave his hand forward, and suddenly another black shadow flew up the wall, it was Leng Wu.
Jing Yuanchu still maintained a mockery: "Three against fourteen? I'll just watch how you die. ”
Jing Yuanchu raised his head slightly, raised his injured right shoulder, hooked his index finger slightly, and the top masters of the fourteen Yellow Flag military camps rushed forward, Leng Changxi turned around and said, let Leng Wu protect Jing Donghua, for a while, the rain hit the staggered long knife, the sky and the earth were vast, and countless silver flowers seemed to bloom on the city wall, sword light and sword shadows, bloody rain and bloody wind, the rain seemed to have a trace of blood, and the wind was mixed with a smell of killing.
The red blood water went down the steps, the rain was still falling, Leng Changxi cut off the seventh arm, straddling the iron spear across his waist, he watched the seven defeated generals all cover the wounds of the lost arms and grit their teeth, in pain.
Leng Changxi's practice is the most trampling on human dignity, he left a wound on everyone's body that is not enough to be fatal, and what was cut off is the right hand used by these generals to use weapons, he wants to let these people live in incompetence and humiliation for the rest of their lives, Jing Yuanchu understood what he meant, so he hated Leng Changxi even more.
"All back." Jing Yuanchu glanced at these remnants of the defeated generals with hatred, and said, "Useless waste." ”
Leng Changxi glanced around at these defeated generals who had lost their arms with the head of his gun, and said loudly: "Look, you worked hard for him, even the guy who ate was unloaded by me, but he still accuses you and insults you like this, do you really want to do things with such a person?" ”
"If you don't follow, you have to follow;
。 Jing Yuanchu turned his head to look at Jing Yuanxiao, who had been kidnapped by his own assassins.
"Rebel!" Jing Donghua was protected by Leng Wu by his side, and he was not hurt in the slightest, and he looked at Jing Yuanchu's eyes without any pity and generosity for the child, Jing Yuanchu committed a crime that could never be forgiven, and Jing Yuanxiao, who was tied up tightly, persuaded bitterly: "Thirteenth brother, we are brothers, and what is in front of us is our father, our father, how can you vainly try to take away your father's country?" ”
"He's just your father, not mine." Jing Yuanchu smiled, the rain on his face made him look even more hideous, "From the time I decided to start rebelling, he was no longer my father. ”
"Thirteen princes, the wicked will eventually have evil retribution, and you can't escape." Qin Yunuan stepped forward, and after a chaotic battle, she only had a slight hand on her hand, and a hole was made on her arm, the shallow wound was exposed, and some messy hair made her look stronger.
"Hmph." Jing Yuan Chu was about to smile disdainfully, but there were several panicked reports from under the city wall.
The people who came were in a hurry, fell on the slippery steps several times, and finally simply climbed on the steps and shouted to Jing Yuanchu: "Your Highness is not good, the military camp is surrounded, and the other party has 200,000 horses, and it is in the confrontation with us at the entrance of the military camp." ”
Qin Yunuan suddenly smiled: "Sure enough, it's not that you don't report it, it's just that the time hasn't come yet." ”
"Shut up." Jing Yuanchu couldn't wait to stab the long knife in his hand directly into Qin Yunuan's heart, so that this woman would never be able to speak, he shouted at the visitor: "So what, the Yellow Banner military camp is easy to defend and difficult to attack, as long as our gate is not opened, what can they do with me, as long as I get the emperor's seal in my hand and make a fake edict that the emperor died violently, and the prince is stupid, the emperor decides to temporarily pass it on to me, then the 200,000 troops outside will become rebels, and when the time comes, the world will be punished, how long can they be arrogant." ”
"Jing Yuanchu, you are really a wolf with ambition, I really misjudged you in the past." Jing Donghua was heartbroken, he didn't expect that he would raise this white-eyed wolf for so many years, and even personally taught him to ride a horse and shoot arrows, academic economy.
Jing Yuanchu gritted his teeth: "Come on, search for the seal on the emperor's body for me." ”
The seal of the Western Xia is divided into the national seal and the seal, the seal is in the palace, it is used to review the major events of the court and government on weekdays, and the seal is used when the emperor goes out on patrol or travel, and is used to issue edicts.
Jing Yuanchu knew very well that the seal of Western Xia must be on Jing Donghua's body.
"Who dares to touch the emperor?" Leng Wu's pair of iron halberds stood in the forefront.
"Heh, you are a big Qi lackey, why bother to bother with my Xixia affairs." Jing Yuanchu was ruthless, but he heard a sentence that seemed to be in the air: "Seal? The Thirteen Princes are looking for this? ”
With the prestige, he only saw Leng Changxi standing straight on the highest battlement of the city wall, holding a spear in his right hand, and holding a turquoise seal with the length of his index finger in his left hand, he seemed to be playing with the seal in his hand, as if it was a treasure for Jing Yuanchu, and in his opinion, it was just a beautiful stone.
"You are a wanted criminal in Daqi, what qualifications do you have to take my Xixia seal?" Jing Yuanchu was even more angry, "Someone who comes, who takes back the seal, who seals Wanhu, who takes Leng Changxi's head, I respect him as a national teacher." ”
This is undoubtedly a huge temptation, and everyone is eager to try it, but Jing Donghua's words made the atmosphere at the scene a little condensed: "I gave him the seal." ”
Jing Donghua raised his head slightly, even though the heavy rain soaked his yellow robe, the nobility and atmosphere between his eyebrows and eyes were still the same: "I knew last night that he was the child of me and Qinghe, back then, I obviously sent someone to take care of Qinghe who was waiting to give birth, but in the middle there was a chess piece you planted, that is the grandmother, just when that grandmother wanted to mutilate the children of me and Qinghe, fortunately, Leng Zhongxiao, the king of Daqining, arrived in time and saved the lives of Qinghe and the child, but unfortunately, Qinghe was reluctant to wait for me, and decided to stay in Crescent Mountain to wait, King Ning took the child back to Daqi and raised it well, Leng Changxi, the son of King Ning's Mansion, that is, the young hero in front of him, was the child of me and Qinghe;
。 ”
"Old Thirteen, don't think I don't know anything. I know very well in my heart, it's just that you've gone too far. ”
"The eldest princess in the palace is awake?" Jing Yuanchu only thought that it must have been said by the eldest princess herself, so that she could say it in such detail.
"Heh, if Qinghe wakes up, I may be able to leave you a whole corpse, Qinghe is what you killed, but now you dare to ask."
"It's coming." Qin Yunuan stepped forward, she smiled with Yingying, as if it was not a killing just now, but an ordinary conversation and banquet, "As long as the crown princess regularly applies medicine and aromatherapy to the eldest princess according to my method, when we go back, the eldest princess should wake up." ”
"Go back? You can't go back. ”
"It's you who can't go back." Leng Changxi snatched Jing Yuanchu's words, and at the same time, a trembling report came from under the steps: "Your Highness Thirteen, the door of the barracks has been opened." ”
"How is that possible?" Jing Yuanchu couldn't believe it, "That door is made of black iron, it is indestructible, they are only 200,000 horses, how can they break through it so quickly." ”
"No, the door was opened from the inside."
"There are traitors." Jing Yuanchu was angry, but he was completely choked by Qin Yunuan's mockery: "Your Highness the Thirteenth, you are mistaken, I'm afraid you are a traitor." ”
"Don't talk nonsense, give me the second door."
The person who came began to tremble: "The second door...... Also...... I can't hold it anymore. ”
Jing Yuanchu didn't know what to say for a while, so he simply kicked the messenger off the city wall, he looked at Leng Changxi on the city wall angrily and Jing Donghua, who was very well protected by Leng Wu, that's right, in fact, he had already fallen into their game, from the moment Leng Changxi took out the spear that had been hidden under the city wall, it proved that they had premeditated, from the moment Leng Changxi took out the seal, Jing Yuanchu had already lost.
"Then, then give me the last door." Jing Yuanchu gave orders to his subordinates, but his eyes were always staring directly at Leng Changxi.
Suddenly, a roar of killing shook the heavens and the earth, and a group of black-armored soldiers wearing red scarves poured in from the gate of the training ground, in stark contrast to the blue soldiers of the Yellow Flag barracks, like a cluster of red fireworks that were burning brightly.
"Thirteen princes, you lost." Leng Changxi was condescending, looking down at Jing Yuanchu, who was still invincible just now.
Jing Yuanchu slowly closed his eyes, his ears were filled with the sound of the soldiers fighting below, he seemed to be able to see that he used threats and temptations to temporarily form a team of 130,000 people, and was killed by the most elite black-armored elite soldiers in Western Xia.
Suddenly, Jing Yuanchu opened his eyes, weird. He smiled: "I may not lose." ”