Yan Rong also knew that there was no one in Great Xia, and although they suffered heavy losses, they were victorious in this battle. The shouts only rolled in, and they rushed towards Le Yi with their scimitars.

The long whip crossed, the red carp came out of the cage, and the flying dragon was in the sky.

Le Yi stood firmly in place, behind him was the fate of Great Xia, and it was the fate of Meng Yining. Didn't be able to step past him Le Yi's side, "For the sake of Great Xia!" Kill! The man's roar shook the sky, and the only remaining Xia people poured out from all sides of the palace and entered the desperate fight.

The afterglow fell on everyone, red.

The flesh clogged the scales of the red serpent, but the dagger was still sharp.

"Newspaper - they're in!"

"Your Majesty, withdraw quickly!"

"Protect the King!"

There was chaos around Jing Chi, and Zhang Jiu was already seriously injured.

He whispered, "Open the door, the widow is with Junzhou, and with the people of Daxia!" He raised the blade of his sword, and the shimmering rays of the setting sun plated the arrows with a rusty glow.

The soldiers looked at their king, and a tragic pride rose from the bottom of their hearts, like a clear sunset, and the wind blew through the golden palace. The thin lines on Jing Chi's clothes were like brilliant lights, and the tears in their eyes were like hot blood.

The spring breeze pear blossoms fall, like the white clothes of a young man.

"With Great Xia! Be with the King! General Lian Qin raised his arms and shouted, his wrinkled face was as resolute as iron.

"With Great Xia! Be with the King! ”

"With Great Xia! Be with the King! ”

"With Great Xia! Be with the King! ”

The mighty voice suddenly rose from the ground, with an iron-blooded heart and sonorous words.

Jing Chi roared angrily, "Rush! "He is like a general, a warrior, his face has long faded from the appearance of the former scholar, more like a king, a hot-blooded, sharp, and ambitious king.

He swung his sword and rushed out, no one was greedy for life or afraid of death, and in a moment, only King Xia was the wildest. The sword in his hand sharpened iron like clay, and the sword was cold and light and broke through the wind and waves.

His golden armor was like the sun in the world, and he and Le Yi glanced at each other with admiration in their eyes. He skimmed over the corpses on the ground, and the cold sword slashed through one enemy after another.

The veteran Lian Qin is by his side, his hair is gray, and he kills people when he sees people, and he kills ghosts when he sees ghosts.

Loyal and unswerving.

Their king fought with them.

Yan Rong's soldiers and horses gathered more and more, Jingchi thought that he would die here, and every citizen of Junzhou, the soldiers of Great Xia thought that he would die here. The remnant sun that day was particularly beautiful, like a picture scroll of Asgard.

Hoarse shouts, one after another "Protect the king!" "I'm shouting.

Le Yi watched more and more people pass past him, he had already exhausted all his strength, his feet were deep and shallow, as if he was stepping on cotton wool, and his palms had already been ground out of the hilt of the red snake.

He wanted to meet Meng Yining, but where was the girl? Le Yi's mind began to be unclear, and thirty or forty Yan Rong people stared at him fiercely with scimitars, as if they had finally discovered his flaws.

Le Yi condensed his mind, and Yan Rong people rushed quickly, he subconsciously resisted with his hands, not foreseeing the pain of piercing his heart. I only heard the sound of the horse's hooves rising out of thin air, "Driving-" The girl's crisp and neat shadow appeared in the crowd, the horse under her was like a meteor, the black shadow and black eyes jumped from the top of the head of the Yan Rong people, the girl grabbed the reins, backhanded a sword, and easily cut off the head, the horse was also bloodthirsty, and kept howling and neighing.

Meng Yining was furious, and he wanted to wrap the white gauze layer after layer.

Her face was pale, there were uncontrollable tears in the corners of her eyes, and she bit a piece of nephrite in her mouth.

Le Yi stepped on the horse, and the long whip rolled up a whirlpool. The girl's forehead was already sweating profusely from the intense pain, and she didn't say anything, she couldn't even make any big moves to pull the wound.

Le Yi and the girl glanced at each other and understood.

Between tacit understanding, the red snake and the fire spirit sword exchanged, and the girl only needed to use the power of her wrist lightly to grab the enemy's ankle, and then throw it fiercely into the crowd. Her long whip is like ink wrapped in water, and it follows her like a shadow.

The horse under the crotch was like crazy, and the horse's hooves quickly raised a momentum, like the wind blowing wheat waves, and all the horse's hooves fell wherever they went. Meng Yining gasped and covered the wound that had not healed at all with one hand.

The sun was about to set, and no one knew how many people were left, no one knew how many people were on the other side.

The 5,000 soldiers in the south and north of the city had already been killed.

Gai Xiaoyong picked up a seven-foot halberd alone, and his flesh and blood flew like mud. The Fire Spirit Sword and the Red Snake complemented each other, and it should have set off a gust of wind in the air.

"Take the palace! Capture the Summer King alive! Yan Rong people roared and rushed to kill desperately.

The blood in Meng Yining's lower abdomen kept coming out, and she turned over and dismounted, her cloak spreading, blocking the front of Jingchi. A chill from the girl's body condensed the air around her, and the nephrite in her mouth had been bitten out of traces.

She let go of the jade, looked sideways at Jing Chi and said hoarsely, "In the past, you protected me, and now I won't let them take a step forward." ”

Assertive.

It's as confident as ever.

"Protect the King!"

Meng Yining shook the long whip fiercely, and the flesh and blood of the enemy who was cut off by the red snake shook off one after another, splashing on the ground, her eyebrows were like knives, and she was independent.

The waves of blood are flying, and the bones are white.

At the moment when the sun set, she suddenly heard the sound of the war horse, stepping on the moon, and the snow-white cavalry not far away rushed for a long time, "Kill!" There was a monstrous shout, like a god descending on the city.

Yan Rongren looked back uneasily when he heard the voice, and between them was a girl with iron armor and silver spear, with light brown hair flying, her eyes were like a rare bright moon pearl green with blue in it, and between her eyebrows was the flamboyance and recklessness of victory.

The momentum of the mountains and the sea, the gorgeous silver armor wrapped the graceful figure, and the spear in his hand shone brightly.

"Beiyang, Xia Fenghua is here!" The girl screamed, pneumatic mountains and rivers, and with one hand picked up two enemies and threw them into the sky. The well-armed soldiers behind her quickly plunged into the melee. After running overnight, 50,000 horses finally arrived in Junzhou. Meng Yining looked at Fenghua in a daze, she was like a female god of war, turbulent and translucent.

The Beiyang army quickly swept the two palace gates, and the Yan Rong army beside Jing Chi, they made one move at a time, fast and accurate, pierced the heart, and never cherished.

The sluggish Xia people cheered up and joined the originally hopeless battle again in high spirits.

"The foreign minister is late, please forgive your sins." Her voice was faint, and she couldn't hear any emotion.

Jing Chi's eyes reflected her pale hair, "There is Lord Lao." ”

The corner of the girl's mouth pulled up a smile, she looked at King Xia, who was covered in blood but calm, and made a "please" gesture.

"Poof" Meng Yining fainted again, and happened to be caught by Xia Fenghua.