Chapter 90: Fighting Again

The misty night adds a little hazy poetic beauty to the world, and as the night dissipates, the poetry also dissipates, and the morning horn blows, and the noisy sound resounds throughout the barracks.

The first thing you do when you wake up is not to have breakfast, but to check your armor and weapons to deal with the next war, after all, on the battlefield, in addition to your comrades, only weapons are left to accompany you.

Before the advent of the war, the food was very rich, and so was the breakfast, but in the face of the sumptuous breakfast, the soldiers had no appetite, the taste was the same as chewing wax, and they ate a little hastily, and then they stood by the Midan River to gather, stretching for two or three miles, and confronted the dock fort.

At the side of the Midan River Bridge, the ancestor of the Gong clan stood in front on horseback, dressed in plain clothes, with gray hair, looking very elegant, but his eyes were looking around, destroying his temperament, as if he was looking for something.

Behind him are Gong Xuanwu, Gong Xuanzhi and Gong Bingxue, and then there are the subordinate generals of the three, all wearing armor, holding sharp soldiers, and their eyes are full of war.

"Ancestor, can you break through the city gate and reduce the casualties of our army?"

Gong Xuanwu stepped forward and asked softly, so that everyone's eyes were focused on him, and there was expectation in his eyes, the opportunity for the Martial King to make a move is rare!

An Clan Ancestor was silent, under his perception, there was a powerful aura circling nearby, watching him deadly, once there was a change, he would shoot like a thunderbolt, after thinking for a while, he thought of a way to delay time and compromise:

"I don't know if the enemy army is real or false, so I still fight first, and then make plans. ”

"Ancestor, no!"

Gong Xuanzhi was shocked in his heart, his face showed urgency, he knew that it was Zhao Yun who was guarding the dock fort, thinking of Han Chucheng's fighting general, he lost in a mess, worried that he would repeat the mistakes of the past, and immediately spoke out to stop it, but forgot the environment he was in.

The face of the ancestor of the Gong family changed, and he couldn't help but have a trace of disgust in his heart, as an ancestor who has been pampered for hundreds of years, when would someone dare to contradict him in front of the public, wouldn't this not give him face?

Gong Xuanzhi saw the change in the ancestor's face, and immediately realized that he had said the wrong thing, and hurriedly explained:

"Ancestor, the enemy's general defending the city is Zhao Yun, who has the strength of the martial spirit realm, and can be called invincible in the same realm, and it is irrational to confront the general!"

What he said was originally a good intention, but he didn't expect to be scolded by the ancestor of the Gong family:

"Shut up, it's because of a timid disciple like you that the Gong clan let outsiders take power and rebel, and only then did the prosperous Qingxiao Kingdom become a poor livelihood, just like you still want to fight for the king, it's ridiculous! If I hear something like this again, quit the list of competing for the king!"

The cold and cold tone of the ice and snow, with eyes full of disappointment, glanced at him, making Gong Xuanzhi like an ice cellar, and immediately said in fear:

"Yes, Ancestor!"

The ancestor of the Gong clan nodded, said no more, and continued to scan the surroundings, hoping to find someone who was watching him in the dark.

At this time, in a secret passage in Wubao, Gonggong Zhang sat on a stone, holding a splendid knife in his hand, taking a breath and rubbing it gently, just like treating his lover.

As a swordsman, an important minister in the court, a close minister on the side of the monarch, and a god of killing in the dark, all of them were killed by the knife in his hand, let him be in danger, tens of millions of enemies, I will cut it with one sword, everything is empty!

That's how he feels!

The feelings of a swordsman!

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Gong Xuanwu and several people immediately discussed, and finally decided to send the last generation of the palace royal family, Uncle Wang, who served as a general, was powerful and famous.

"Ride! The traitor above, dare to come down and fight to the death with your grandfather!"

After receiving the order, Uncle Gong immediately went out of the ranks, he was strong, wearing black armor, riding a war horse, galloping to the center of the bridge, holding a pair of maces, waving it, producing a huge sound, provocative words, echoing near the Midan River, and reaching the tower of Wubao City.

"The general is mighty!"

"The general is mighty!"

Uncle Gong's words made the troops in the rear make a cheering sound, which shook the heavens and the earth, and the morale suddenly increased and became high-spirited!

"General, the last general is invited to fight!"

On the upper floor of Wubao City, there were many generals of the Changshan Army, one of the generals, seeing the arrogant appearance of the people on the bridge, his heart was burning with anger, and his fiery temper came up, and he immediately asked for battle.

Soldiers are eager to be generals, and generals are eager to wield their weapons under the watchful eye of the public, for the ideals in their hearts, for the beliefs in their hearts, for the loyal people in their hearts, not afraid of danger, not afraid of death, and fight to the last drop of blood!

Zhao Yun didn't answer immediately, sensing the other party's strength, before he said loudly: "You are not his opponent, let Ben Jiang go and kill his dog's head!"

"Open the gates and lead the horses!"

After a while, the gate of Wubao opened, Zhao Yun held the bright silver spear, and walked out slowly, the speed was not fast, very steady, but the momentum that emerged on his body made the heavens and the earth swept, and made the arrogant and domineering Uncle Gong have a solemn face!

This person is not simple!

The time of the battlefield was fleeting, and in a crisp sound, Zhao Yun and Uncle Wang of the Gong clan crossed their shoulders for the first round of war, and then turned the horse's head, so that the two gongs clamped the bright silver spear, and exerted force on each other, so that the two war horses made a neighing sound.

"Double Kill!"

Uncle Wang of the Gong clan let out a loud shout, and pulled out two yellow air blades from the bright silver spear, blocking Zhao Yun's left and right sides, so that he could only make a hard connection, not dodge!

"Hundred birds and phoenixes!"

Zhao Yun didn't dodge either, the bright silver spear in his hand transformed into several flying birds, and collided with the yellow air blade, making a loud noise, producing a strong wind, drawing a few residues on the bridge deck, and the gravel flew wildly, falling on the river, stirring up waves.

"Shadow Kill!"

Uncle Gong's eyes flashed, and the speed of his attack increased rapidly, turning into two shadow lights, attacking at a ghostly speed.

Zhao Yun's eyes froze, the bright silver spear in his hand emitted a hundred rays, and two phoenixes could be faintly seen flying out, but they were not condensed, just two phantoms.

"Twin phoenixes fly together!"

In an instant, the bright silver spears were like doppelgangers, each carrying a white phoenix, and collided with Uncle Gong Wang, breaking out into a violent impact.

"Wow!"

This attack was Zhao Yun's strongest attack, and it was not at all something that Uncle Wang of the Gong clan could withstand, his mouth opened slightly and spit out a mouthful of blood, and his body raised backwards uncontrollably.

"Die!"

Zhao Yun threw the bright silver spear out, passed through the body of Uncle Gong Wang, and then inserted it on the bridge, and the trace of blood on the gun could be seen, which was very conspicuous, this was the blood of a life.

The weapon could not be separated from his body, and at the moment when the bright silver spear was thrown out, Zhao Yun rode forward, re-grasped the handle of the gun, and then turned the horse's head, and the tip of the spear pointed at the 300,000 army on the opposite side of the Midan River, and said in an invincible tone:

"Who else, come to die!"

The crisp and majestic voice spread across the river, so that no one in the 300,000 army dared to come out to fight, it can be said that one person suppressed the ten thousand troops, and the name of Zhao Yun's god general was vividly embodied.

"The general is mighty!"

"The Changshan Army is mighty!"

Zhao Yun's voice fell, and a huge cheer resounded on the walls of the Dock Fort, weakening the morale of the Gong Clan's army.

This made the ancestor of the Gong clan look gloomy, and when he glanced at the dead person, a trace of helplessness flashed in his eyes, the royal family of the Gong clan, the person who can impact the realm of the Martial King, there is one less!

Could it be that the royal family of the Gong clan can only have one martial king?

But he forgot that it was his wrong decision!

"The whole army charges, captures the dock fort, and cuts the enemy generals with a thousand knives!"

The ancestor of the Gong clan, who was full of grief, let out an angry roar, which spread throughout the entire Midan River, and the sound waves generated made the Midan River ripple and undulate.

"Alert!"

When Zhao Yun heard this, he rode back to the city, ready to fight!

(End of chapter)