I will personally take it from Xiang Shiyuan and present it to my king!

One sentence shook the hearts of the army, and the soldiers shouted in unison: "I am willing to charge for my king!" ”

"Rush! Take the woman down and give it to my king! "The soldiers charged in unison, they were like death squads who were not afraid of death, they were even braver than death squads, rushing, rushing, rushing, rushing, rushing, rushing Fearless of life and death.

"Kill!"

The word death resounded throughout Zhongzhou, arousing the blood in everyone's bodies.

"What to do, kill in, kill in!" The crowd was like ants on a hot pot, and some of them had already begun to flee.

Wow~ A hot blood sprinkled on Zhu Feng's face, Zhu Feng reached out to touch it, and a picture flashed in his mind. It was under a large banyan tree, and a woman was holding another woman, and the woman who was being held was stabbed in the abdomen. She kept walking, I don't know how long, she walked to a mountain forest, returned to a small hospital, came to the edge of the bamboo forest, returned to the room, held a kitchen knife in her hand, brushed and brushed.

When the bamboo was cut down to the ground, she flexibly trimmed the bamboo into bamboo strips and used the bamboo strips to weave a coffin that was just the right size. Put the injured girl in a coffin made of bamboo.

"Sister Jiu'er!" Zhu Feng muttered.

Hua Rui helped Zhu Feng up and pulled him aside, "Hide quickly, it's dangerous." ”

The old bustard looked at Zhu Feng helplessly, just like looking at a child who didn't grow up, and shook his head, "I still haven't experienced it!" ”

Ji Ye was closely protected by Zhou Shuwang and Meng Kuo and others, Zhou Bu once again rode his dragon horse and led five thousand golden armor soldiers out to fight, others can hide, they can be cowardly, they can fight, they can escape!

He can't!

The Zhou family, this is a mysterious family, no one knows why this family has always been the first family in Yunyang City, and the only thing that outsiders know is that they have golden armor soldiers in their hands.

But what they didn't know was that these golden-armored soldiers were not from the Zhou family, they were just taking the place of others and helping the king keep them, not from his Zhou family.

However, the Zhou family has been in charge of the golden armor soldiers for thousands of years, and these golden armor soldiers are naturally their soldiers, unlike the Tianxin Jade Maiden Pavilion, after thousands of years of evolution, these golden armor soldiers only obey the orders of the Zhou family.

Therefore, the ancestor of the Zhou family: You can not listen to the order of the king of the Ji family! However, you can't ignore the safety of Yunyang City, even if you are the last soldier, you have to stand and die.

"Where is the Golden Armor?" Zhou Bu waved an iron sword and pointed at the sky and said.

"Golden Armor, here!" Five thousand golden armorers roared in unison.

"Fight with me!" Zhou Bu let out a loud sigh and took the lead in riding a dragon horse and rushing out of Yunyang City and the city gate.

Five thousand armor soldiers followed, and the moment the city gate opened, Zhou Bu rode a dragon horse and rushed to Xiang Shiyuan as if he were dead. "Kill!"

"Kill!" Five thousand soldiers roared in unison.

"Good time, rush!" Xiang Shiyuan did not lose morale and led the soldiers to charge.

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"Old General, Danger!" Several soldiers protected the covering.

Ignoring it, he went his own way and was fearless, he came to a big drum, snatched the drumstick from the hands of the drumming soldiers, and hammered it on the drum, "Knock, knock!" Knock Throat Knock! ”

"Old General!" Several soldiers said.

Meng Kuo cried and beat the drum, "Good son! ”

He can't go to the battlefield, so let's use this old bone to do these humble things!

Zhou Bra rope, stopped the dragon horse, and said loudly: "Okay! The old general is a hero, too! ”

"I'm Zhou Bu, but I can die!" After Zhou Bu finished speaking, he used the secret technique of the Zhou family, and the aura around the 'Yellow Dragon Domineering Technique' was condensed in his body, and the aura condensed into a golden battle armor, and the whole person was majestic, like a god descending from the earth, and he was violent: "Rush!" ”

While. Xiang Shiyuan's weapon was also a sword, and the two slashed at each other, and both sides had the same forces, and they both trembled with the opponent's strength. However, Xiang Shiyuan himself is the peak cultivation of Jindan, and he does not rely on 'technique' to increase his strength, which is better than Zhou Bu.

"I have to admit, you are very brave, I really don't want to kill you!" Xiang Shiyuan said.

Zhou Bu is a person with a more straightforward temperament, what to say, regardless of the occasion or location, he will be scared if he is unhappy, but on the battlefield, a tiger general is also!

Dare to rush, dare to kill, fearless!

"Hmph, there's no need to be pitiful, today I'm going to die!" Zhou Bu was determined to die, and he snorted violently. Riding a dragon horse, "Woohoo." Rushed to Xiang Shiyuan.

Xiang Shiyuan is helpless, this is the case on the battlefield, either you die or I die. Use spiritual power on the sword body, hold the sword in your left hand, close your eyes, the tiger king under the seat let out a roar, condense the aura and gather a little, return your hand, hold the sword with both hands, straight sword in the heart, and stab! The sword is one, the sword is the man, and the man is the sword!

Leverage your strength to step on the back of the Tiger King and stab! Xiang Zhoubu.

While! The iron sword in Zhou Bu's hand was stabbed off, and the golden armor on his body was still resisting, but unfortunately, there was a huge disparity in strength. Xiang Shiyuan broke through Zhou Bu's golden armor, and the tip of the sword stabbed directly into Zhou Bu's eyebrows.

A sword flashed in Zhou Bu's eyes, he knew that if he couldn't hide, he would die! My life is also dead.

Boom! On Yunyang City, Meng Kuo beat the last drum, the drumsticks in his hands were broken, he hurried, walked a few steps to look at the city, saw Zhou Bu who was about to die, and threw away the broken drumstick in his hand in a rage, jumped off the drum platform, walked down Yunyang City quickly, saw the horse, jumped up, and rushed out of Yunyang City.

The loyal soldier behind Meng Kuo stopped loudly, "Old general! "It's a pity that it's still a step too late, and Meng Kuo has already flown out. They are all soldiers brought out by Meng Kuo, the old general is a grade, how can he bear to watch the old general go to the battlefield, and also ride a dragon horse to follow Meng Kuo out of Yunyang City.

Xiang Shiyuan still cherished his talent, the tip of the sword pierced into Zhou Bu's eyebrows, and the blood stayed from Zhou Bu's eyebrows, Xiang Shiyuan regained his breath, stopped the sword in his hand, and withdrew the sword in his hand, but he couldn't just let Zhou Bu go, this stunned green, not dead, not injured, definitely stood up again, the sword blade slid from the left shoulder to the right abdomen, and the scale was just right, but it slipped and pierced the skin, did not hurt the internal organs, and he could get up after three or five years of cultivation, and said leisurely: "Wait until you will defeat me one day!" ”

"Don't dare, stop!" Meng Kuo didn't know what was going on, and rode up quickly.

Zhou Bu was hit by a sword and fell from his horse, looking at the sky with blank eyes, "It turns out that the sky is so blue, and the sky is so big." Unfortunately, he couldn't say this, so he could only meditate in his heart.

Meng Kuo came, jumped off the horse to protect Zhou Bu, condensed his qi and punched over, Xiang Shiyuan returned to the sword to resist, Meng Kuo's fist hit the sword body, and couldn't help but take two steps back, don't look at Meng Kuo's grade is hundreds, they may be more than a hundred years old, and their cultivation is only in the early stage of Jindan, but they send out a full force blow that surpasses the peak of Jindan.

Meng Kuo knew that he couldn't beat Xiang Shiyuan, and he didn't fight, so he returned to Zhou Bu's side after a blow, "Little nephew." ”

Several soldiers who were not afraid of death rushed to Xiang Shiyuan on horseback and shouted: "Old general, go quickly!" ”

These shrimp soldiers and crab generals, Xiang Shiyuan slashed under the horse one by one, "Hmph! ”

Meng Kuo escorted the injured Zhou Bu away, and the soldiers in Qingzhou wanted to chase after him, but Xiang Shiyuan stopped the warrant and signaled not to pursue, and the soldiers seemed to be able to see through Xiang Shiyuan and did not continue the pursuit.

In just a few minutes, less than five minutes, a fierce battle was fiercely fought.

Shao Hao came back to his senses, feeling that something was wrong, the three generations of tigers under him continued to walk, as if something was wrong, he was extremely sad and had not yet reacted, and suddenly ......

Uh, uh, uh, ,,,uh, uh, uh, uh, This sentence is still wandering in his mind, hey~ Shao Hao sighed, "Retreat!" ”

That's right! Withdraw? It seems to be a retreat? If I'm not mistaken, it seems like this? But when I retreated, shouldn't there be soldiers by my side who followed the retreating soldiers? And Xiang Shiyuan?

Not good!

Shaohao raised his eyebrows, he had a bad premonition in his heart, he turned around with the three generations of tigers, swallowed his saliva, and the saliva passed through his throat and made a grunt, sure enough, the bad thing he thought of happened happened!!!!! I couldn't help but curse in my heart.

Riding three generations of tigers, quickly rushed back to the battlefield.

On the side of Yunyang City, a skirmish had ended in a few minutes.

In the Qingzhou Army, there are soldiers from the Tiger Drive Battalion. The tiger battalion wounded 100 people and killed 15 people, 10 tigers died and 5 were wounded, even if the soldiers on the tiger died, the tigers were still fighting, and the combat effectiveness was greatly increased, and the Qingzhou soldiers died 1,000 people and wounded 500 people. At the rank of general, not a single one was killed, and three were wounded.

On the other hand, the Zhongzhou Army. Not counting those who were shot dead and wounded in Yunyang City. Zhou Bu was wounded, 5,000 gold-armored soldiers were defeated, Ji Ye's silver-armored soldiers refused to fight, only 5,000 gold-armored soldiers were fighting, after Zhou Bu was wounded, he ended up with 5,000 people, and only a few gold-armored soldiers were left.

Only ten soldiers in the golden armor were not killed, they had multiple wounds on their bodies, and the blood stained the golden armor they wore red. They are the survivors of this battle, but they are the most heart-wrenching and painful people of this battle, because the brothers are dead and they are still alive!

"Ahhh A golden-armored soldier can't bear the pain of parting, these people are brothers who get along day and night. It is said that men don't flick when they have tears, tears flow from the corners of the eyes of the golden-armored soldiers, goodbye! Wave the sword in your hand, suddenly!

He, he, he!

How so! He! He actually swung his sword to kill himself, and the sword gently took his life.

The remaining nine soldiers, whose faces were already moistened by tears, "Brother! ”

The nine of them raised their swords in the same way, intending to slash them at their necks.

Zhou Bu, who was dragged back to Yunyang City, under the city, poof, a mouthful of blood spit out of his mouth, wanted to say something, but couldn't say it, his eyes were full of despair and hatred, and he could only roughly hear the last two words, "Live." Make move. With that, he fainted and was taken back by the blinded soldiers.

Meng Kuo rushed over, knocked off the swords that the nine of them were holding around their necks with one punch, and roared, "What are you guys doing here?" ”

Pity!

Meng Kuo was still a step too late, this punch only saved eight golden-armored soldiers, and one golden-armored soldier had already fallen on the cold ground, his eyes were so peaceful, perhaps, he saw the four thousand nine hundred and ninety-one brothers who were wearing the same golden armor as him.

"No!" The eight golden-armored soldiers roared in pain, "My brother! ”

They put the sword around their necks again, and they died together!

"Little nephew Zhou Bu, I just saw you, seeing your appearance, I spit out a mouthful of blood, and wanted to say something, but the red ketchup filled my mouth, and the only two words were: 'Live.'" Make move. ’。 ”

Hearing this, the eight soldiers stopped their movements and cried and mourned, "Commander Zhou!" ”

"Golden armor, listen to orders, live. Make move. Meng Kuo said, the last two words very heavy. After speaking, he returned to Yunyang City, as for how to choose to leave it to the eight golden armor soldiers.