Chapter Twenty-Five: Fate Hangs in the Balance

Yang Shaofang rushed into the enemy formation, although he is a gentleman with a deep temperament, but after all, he has always been a model for the Emperor Wude of Zhongzong, and the six arts of the gentleman are naturally not bad, and a long sword is cold and shining, which can also be called a shocking dragon.

In addition, this sword is called "Law Choice", which is a rare famous weapon in the world, so the clothes and armor in the hands are flat, and the blood is like a spring, Yang Shaofang's status is noble, but at this moment he is like a mad demon, and the enemy he killed was cowardly, so he had to surround him, and no one dared to step forward.

Shen Xingjian, Yan Linzhang and Yang Shaofang, the three of them were back to back, interdependent, and the surviving Xiaowu guards protected them in the middle, and the blood was permeated, and there were gusts of wind on the ground, passing through layers of evil qi.

At this time, King Zhao saw that he could not attack for a long time, and the two sides were deadlocked, and he couldn't help but be anxious and angry in his heart, so he instructed the herald Yin Compassion: "Herald, kill Yang Shaofang and reward Wanhu Hou"

So there were shouts from the bottom of the mountain one after another, "Kill Yang Shaofang and reward Wanhu Hou!" Kill Yang Shaofang and reward ten thousand households! Kill Yang Shaofang and reward ten thousand households! ”

The soldiers in front of him were demoralizing, and they also shouted, "Kill Yang Shaofang and reward ten thousand households!" Kill Yang Shaofang and reward ten thousand households! ”

Yang Shaofang laughed loudly instead, for a long time, and shouted loudly, "Be afraid!" Is it still my Great Qi Army! ”

A partial general walked to the front of the formation and arched his hand and said: "Your Highness, Jingyuan Houye, General Yan, today's facts are helpless, I hope Your Highness will be fulfilled." ”

Yang Shaofang glanced at it contemptuously, "Ho! Hongu recognizes you! Your name is Qu Fengchun, I didn't expect you to come here, you really call yourself "General Dangkou"! ”

"Rebels and thieves! Fight for the tigers! Yan Linzhang was furious, and he grabbed the long knife and slashed his head and face.

The momentum was heavy, and the general had to avoid its edge, retreat back, and raise his arms and shout, "Hurry up!" Retreat from the latter and kill immediately! ”

Those armor soldiers had to swing their halberds and rush up, Yang Shaofang's sword flower turned around, and a few heads fell to the ground, blood splashed, the skulls were wrong, the five internal organs turned out, white, red, and black were sprinkled all over the ground, and the vultures were long in the air, trying to wait for the opportunity to take away these "delicacies", the scene was terrifying, and the other armor soldiers retreated timidly again.

Seeing this scene condescendingly, Yang Shaoyu, the king of Qin, and others were also shocked, Yang Shaoyu said: "No, this king can't just watch his eldest brother die, I want to save him!" ”

Before he raised his foot, he was dragged by King Han, "Second brother! Have you forgotten what your brother said? If our brothers die together, then who will fight with Xifu? ”

"Why don't you just look at it?" Yang Shaoyu said angrily.

King Han looked at the east and saw that there was already a touch of crimson, he pondered for a moment and said: "Second brother don't worry, it's normal time now, according to the foot strength of the Luancheng army's light cavalry, it should be almost there!" ”

Li Lingyi raised his sword and walked down the mountain, and sighed faintly: "I hope so, but who knows if General Du has been blocked?" ”

"Miss Li! Where are you going? King Han hurriedly asked.

"The matter has come to this, the only way to repay the country with death, not to mention being able to be buried with the person you love is the joy of life!"

"This king is going with you!" King Qin shook off Yang Shaoting, threw away the waist knife that had long been missing, picked up the spear casually, and rushed down with a whistle.

Suddenly, rolling muffled thunder sounded far away from the east, and through the dawn of the first opening, you could see the smoke and dust churning on the official road coming to Pitang Mountain, and a big flag with red characters on a white background was galloping.

"The rebels and thieves are gone!"

With Du Yanxi's demon-subduing King Kong-like roar, the Jingnan Army, which was already harboring ghosts, began to loosen, and Yang Shaofang and others were greatly boosted and began to fight outward.

"Not good! They actually brought in the Luancheng army! Wei Zhuangchong, the Duke of Fuguo, was shocked and said hurriedly, "Your Highness, go quickly, don't be caught by the Luancheng army!" ”

King Zhao pointed to Pitang Mountain unwillingly, "But the Jingnan Army is still there, if you can't get rid of the prince, you will still be unable to escape death tomorrow!" ”

"No!" Wei Zhuang Chong swore and said, "In the battle tonight, the King of Qin and the King of Han have all stood in the East Mansion, and the King of Jin is not good at change, so if Your Majesty wants to centralize power, you must also use you!" There is no one to choose! It's just a punishment! But if you get caught, you're going to die! ”

Yang Shaoding panicked, and Le Ma changed away, "Okay! So the king withdrew! ”

The commander retreated, the Jingnan army suddenly collapsed, the defeated army retreated like a tide, and the trapped people were relieved.

Prince Yang Shaofang seized the opportunity and said loudly: "The Jingnan Army listens to the order!" Those who are low do not kill! Those who continue to make trouble, exterminate the Nine Clans! ”

Du Yanxi led the Luancheng army commander to drive straight in, and soon rushed to the top of the mountain to join Yang Shaofang and them.

When General Du, who was in the dust, saw Yang Shaofang, who looked like a bloody man, he knew that tonight was extremely dangerous, and the eight-foot man couldn't help but kneel and kowtow and cry sadly, "The minister is guilty of death!" It's too late for help! The capital offense ......"

Yang Shaofang hurriedly helped him up and reassured, "General Du doesn't have to be like this, isn't this palace safe?" Go and sweep up the rebels, make a roll call, and remember not to kill in vain, but to keep your mouth alive. ”

Du Yanxi wiped away his tears and took the order.

"It's dangerous!" Shen Xingjian exhaled a mouthful full of blood, kicked away the head of the person in front of him, and sat down on the ground, "However, after this incident, King Zhao can't raise his head for a while!" ”

Yang Shaoyu gasped, "Brother Shen, what do you mean?" Could it be that King Zhao committed rebellion, shouldn't he be sentenced to autumn execution? ”

"It's not that simple!" Shen Xingjian patted the dust and stood up, arching his hand to Yang Shaofang, "Your Highness, go down the mountain!" ”

The moment Yang Shaofang put the sword into the sheath, Fang Jue was reincarnated as a human being, it seemed that the fierce fight just now was a nightmare, the red halo in the east gradually erased, the chirping birds, and the fish jumped in Pitang, it seemed to be like a dream.

Yang Shaofang looked at the captives around him, his mood was complicated, he didn't know what the emperor would do with these armored soldiers, but at least don't kill them.

Just when the dust settled, Yang Shaofang suddenly noticed that a wounded soldier on the side of the road who was holding a broken leg looked at him and smiled, smiling very purely, smiling very simply, there seemed to be a strange power, this person's face was covered by blood, and he couldn't tell what he looked like.

Yang Shaofang frowned slightly, staring at the wounded soldier, and suddenly, the wounded soldier pulled out a bloody short knife from his broken leg and threw it at Li Lingyi!

"Whoever attacks the enemy will be saved!"

"Get out of the way!" said that it was too late and that it was fast, Yang Shaofang flew forward, but he didn't have time to push Li Lingyi away, and he stood in front alone.

The red robe flew up, and the sharp blade cut flat, dividing the embroidered brocade into two, and went straight into Yang Shaofang's chest, and the sound of the blade cutting through the flesh and bone was very terrifying in the quiet morning mist.

Yang Shaofang snorted and fell backwards, the pain in his heart hit, and he didn't have time to make any sound when he clenched his teeth, and he felt that his eyes were dark, and he was no longer conscious.

The sudden change shocked everyone, and the king of Qin rushed to the crown in anger, rushed out with arrows, and made the wounded soldier head in a different place with a single sword.

Li Lingyi was left without a master, instinctively clutching Yang Shaofang's blood-gushing chest, strands of warmth overflowed from her fingers and sprayed on Pitang Mountain, Li Lingyi couldn't cry.

Only Shen Xingjian had a rough medical skill at hand, and while hurriedly clicking on the blood vein acupoints, Yang Shaofang's bleeding was slightly reduced, and he roared, "Golden sore doctor, where is the gold sore doctor of the Luancheng Army!" ”

At this moment, the red sun is like blood, diffusing in Yang Shaofang's heart, it is early in the morning, and the hot air waves are coming, mixed with the blood of the mountains, and the Pitang Mountain is lined like purgatory, where is there still half a point of poetry!