The herald's words were like a thunderbolt, and they exploded in Nangong's martyrdom's mind.

"What!"

Nangong was shocked in his heart, and his expression instantly became extremely solemn.

However, Nangong Martyrdom quickly reacted, and he immediately gave an order: "Immediately assemble the patrol cavalry regiment and comprehensively search for His Majesty's whereabouts." ”

"No need." Just then, a desolate voice came.

Nangong turned his head to look at it, only to see Murong Tuohai, who was covered in blood, rushing to the commander-in-chief platform at great speed.

Seeing Murong Tuohai, Nangong Martyr hurriedly asked, "Scholar Murong, how is Your Majesty the King, where is he now?" ”

Murong Tuohai did not answer, but took out a moment token from his arms, and said anxiously to Nangong Martyrdom: "The troops of the cronies of the Eastern War have rebelled, and my king has an order, please ask the commander to quickly quell the rebellion and eradicate the chaotic party in the army!" ”

After listening to the royal decree conveyed by Murong Tuohai, Nangong's face became extremely gloomy.

The cronies of the Eastern War were stationed at the important checkpoints of the fortress, and if they really followed the rebellion, the former army fortress would be in danger.

And what worries Nangong the most is that Dongfang Zhan did everything possible to win the trust of the king of Nanxia, and he must have the intention of killing the king. And now that he is leading the rebellion, he will definitely not let go of this opportunity to kill the king.

The absence of the king of Southern Xia in the main base means that he has been assassinated. Now they have either escaped without incident, or they have been martyred.

Judging from the fact that Wang Ling fell into the hands of Murong Tuohai and Murong Tuohai was seriously injured, the latter is obviously more likely.

"Scholar, tell me how your majesty is doing now!" Nangong Martyrdom grabbed Murong Tuohai's hands and asked in a trembling voice.

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Murong Tuohai didn't say it explicitly, but changed the topic and said: "Commander, the rebellion is imminent, the fortress is in danger, and the hundred thousand are urgent, and it must be broken quickly." Whether the fortress can be held or not depends on the commander's thoughts. ”

"As long as you can hold the fortress, Nanxia will be impregnable. If the fortress is breached, then Nanxia is in danger! ”

"Newspaper—"

With an anxious shout, a herald hurriedly ran over: "Commander, there is a rebellion in the third fortress of the Western Front, and the garrison of the fortress is in a bitter battle, and now the beacon for help has been lit!" ”

"Damn it!"

Nangong martyrdom smashed out angrily with a fist, directly cracking the wall: "Quickly assemble the patrol cavalry regiment, and the old man will personally go to quell the rebellion!" ”

After Nangong was martyred, he jumped and flew straight down from the general command platform dozens of meters high.

Although Murong Tuohai did not answer this face, at this time he could already be sure that the king of Southern Xia had been martyred.

However, even if the king of Southern Xia was killed, he must hold the front line, and he must hold the rivers and mountains of Southern Xia!

……

Meanwhile.

In the third bastion of the Western Front.

The ground was full of broken swords and halberds, and the corpses were upside down, and the blood gathered to form a pool of blood, and a large number of Southern Xia military flags were soaked in a pool of blood.

A bloodied lieutenant is leading hundreds of remnants of the army to resist the rebels to the death.

The lieutenant's silver armor had become tattered, with dozens of wounds all over his body, and broken sword and halberds were stuck everywhere on his back, shoulders, arms, thighs, and everywhere.

After killing more than 100 rebels in a row, the lieutenant finally ran out of strength, plunged his sword into the ground with both hands, and supported his crumbling body with his sword.

"Ma Chao, General Dongfang thinks that you have outstanding ability, and you are a deputy general who has followed him for many years, so he gave you the opportunity to surrender, and I advise you to stop being obsessed." Another one-eyed silver lieutenant walked out of the army quickly.

The seriously injured deputy general Baiyin shook his head in extreme disappointment and said: "The Eastern War betrayed the country for glory and turned his back on Nanxia, it is simply better than a pig and a dog, and I, Ma Chao, would rather die than give in!" ”

The one-eyed silver lieutenant general said impatiently: "I have already given you the last chance, if you obstruct General Dongfang's plan again, don't blame me for grabbing it in my hand!" ”

"Without further ado, let's do it! Even if I die today, I will drag you thief to hell! Ma Chao pulled out the big sword from the ground and poured the only remaining vitality in his body into it.

"Since you want to find death, I will fulfill you!" The one-eyed lieutenant general also urged his vitality and rushed towards Ma Chao.

Ma Chao was seriously injured, his vitality was exhausted, and his physical strength was seriously exhausted, so he could not be the opponent of the one-eyed deputy general.

The two only had a brief confrontation, and Ma Chao was cut off an arm, and a shot was also pierced through his chest, and the blood-stained tip of the spear pierced through his back.

"This is the end of the rebellion, cut off his head for me and hang it on the city wall!" As soon as the one-eyed lieutenant finished speaking, an angry roar came from behind him.

"Traitor, die!"

The one-eyed lieutenant hurriedly turned his head to look, only to see a group of lightly armed cavalry, rushing from a distance.

The white-haired veteran who was the leader of them had already detached himself from his horseback and was turning into a phantom, shooting towards him at great speed.

The one-eyed lieutenant's pupils shrank inward, and a look of horror flashed in his eyes.

Because this white-haired veteran is none other than the former army commander Nangong who was martyred!

In the flash of light, Nangong rushed to the one-eyed deputy general, and the one-eyed deputy general was so frightened that he hurriedly raised his gun to resist.

"Death!" Nangong burst into a roar, and slashed out with a big sword in his hand, cutting off the one-eyed deputy general with a spear.

Nangong was martyred at the peak of the third-level martial king, and he was the strongest in the former army fortress. Even if Dongfang Zhan encounters him, he will have the share of running away with his tail clipped. In front of him, how can a deputy general have the power to resist?

Seeing Nangong martyrdom appear, Ma Chao breathed a sigh of relief, and then knelt in front of Nangong martyrdom: "The last general is ashamed and failed to stop them." Please commander-in-chief must defend the fortress of the former army and protect my Nanxia country. My Southern Xia and Northern Yan don't share the sky, even if you don't give in to an inch of land! ”

After speaking, Ma Chao fell into the sea of blood in the pile of corpses, and there was no more reaction.

This lieutenant has fought desperately until now, but finally died of his injuries and exhaustion.

Nangong was martyred, his eyes were wide and angry, if it weren't for the loyal generals in the army, I am afraid that the third fortress on the Western Front would have fallen long ago.

A fortress is breached, and the entire front line will face loss.

"Please rest assured, General."

Nangong was martyred, tore off his cloak, covered it on Ma Chao's body, and gave him a military salute very solemnly.

"The old man swears that he will live and die with the soldiers of the former army, and live and die with the fortress of the former army!"

After speaking, Nangong Martyrdom kicked the corpse of the rebel general, shook his hand and pulled out the spear on the ground and threw it.

The spear fires at high speed, piercing the cuirass and flying out against the corpse, eventually nailing it to the wall.

"This is what happens to traitors!"

Nangong Martyrdom raised the big sword in his hand, poured his vitality into the big sword, and suddenly the sword light rose to the sky, crushing the surrounding floor inch by inch, and the fierce sword qi was daunting.

The hundred-year-old white-haired veteran general was like an enraged lion at this time, and his hysterical roar echoed throughout the fortress like a thunderclap.

"Defend the front line, kill the traitors, protect the southern Xia, swing the northern Yan, a breath is still there, and the battle will not stop!"