In the Wufu Inn in Youzhou, Fang Mengjing packed her luggage with a sinking face, Jia Bian Que and Hong Sixue were at a loss around her, not knowing what to do.

"Sister Jing, what's wrong, why are we in such a hurry?" Hong Sixue asked anxiously.

"The governor of Youzhou doesn't believe our news, and he will raise the army of the city to fight against the most elite men and horses of the Turks, and the defeat is imminent, if we don't leave the city one step earlier, the day the city falls will be our death." Fang Mengjing said angrily.

"Sister Fang, why are you so pessimistic about this battle, after all, these Turks are just to send troops to pursue us, not to fight our dynasty, and when they see our Tang Dynasty army, they will naturally retreat." Jia Bianque took her hand and whispered.

"It's not that simple, it's not that simple. I suspect that the Turks want to take advantage of this opportunity to attack our dynasty, and I even suspect that they have buried this evil intention for a long time, and I am terrified to think about it." Fang Mengjing suddenly felt cold because of her words, and shrugged her shoulders slightly.

"Why?" Hong Sixue asked with concern.

"I always thought that the Turkic people were weakening and no longer as strong as they once were, and that there would be no more than 150,000 soldiers and horses now. But now when I went to Bohai to take a look, I found that they had at least 100,000 cavalry in Bohai alone, and nearly 100,000 troops repulsed at Yanmen Pass. If it weren't for my recklessness, it would be because the Turkic leaders have been deliberately concealing the number of their men and horses, showing me weakness, quietly waiting for us to ignore them, and then stabbing into our vital points with absolute superiority, so that we will be ruined in one fell swoop." Fang Mengjing slowly followed the train of thought that she had been sorting out in her mind these days and expressed her views on this matter.

When these words came out of her mouth, not only Hong Sixue and Jia Bian Que were stunned by her words, but even she herself was deeply shocked by her own words. In her mind, the masked woman who used to talk to herself and talk about today's wizards in the art of war suddenly appeared - Princess Splendid Beauty.

"It's her!" Suddenly, she felt as if she was in an ice cellar, and the biting chill made her shiver, "We have to leave immediately, now, it should not only be Youzhou, Hedong Dao Mayi, Yanmen, and Longyou Dao Yuanzhou should have all fallen under siege by the Turks. Attack from multiple routes, divide the troops to the south, and take Chang'an directly. Yes, their target is Chang'an City. As long as Chang'an is broken and the head of the Central Plains is destroyed, it will fall into the chaos of the world. Then the Turks outside Cyprus will have a good chance to recuperate." These words were like a thunderbolt exploding in the silent room, shaking the three people dumbfounded, unable to say a word.

After a long time, there was a knock on the door. "It could be Big Brother!" Hong Sixue, who was the first to come back to her senses, shook her head, cleaned up her dizzy thoughts that were disturbed by Fang Mengjing's words, and walked over to open the door. Standing at the door, Peng Wuwang, who was covered in black suits and carrying a bag on his back, saw her open the door, smiled slightly, and said, "We have all packed up, and the horses are ready, I want to ask Miss Fang when she will leave."

Fang Mengjing, who was standing behind Hong Sixue, was overjoyed when she heard this, walked quickly to the door, and said, "Brother Peng, how can you be so fast?" Although she had told Peng Wuwang about this idea when she entered the room, it was just a vague judgment at the time, without any evidence to support it, and even she herself was not confident that it would be convincing, and she never imagined that just because of her words, Peng Wuwang made the decision to leave immediately.

"Everyone is really tired and wants to take a break. But Miss Fang said that of course you have a reason to go, and hopelessness is a foolish martial artist, you can't look ahead and look ahead, and the enemy is the first, so you can only rely on your support. As long as you decide, I will support it." A sincere smile appeared on Peng Wuhope's face, and he said in a deep voice.

When Fang Mengjing heard his words, her body trembled, her heart was soft, and she felt a sweet feeling mixed with bitterness and sourness one after another, as if she had knocked over a five-flavor bottle, and her face was also burning.

Looking at Fang Mengjing's flushed cheeks, Peng Wuwang raised his eyebrows strangely, scratched his constantly beating eyelids with his hand, and then asked, "Miss Fang, shall we leave now?"

Seeing that Hong Sixue and Jia Bian Que looked at her with strange expressions, Fang Mengjing woke up like a dream, turned back to the room, grabbed her luggage, rushed out of the room and said, "Go immediately." As he spoke, he walked quickly to the horses not far away. Peng Wuwang nodded, waved his hand vigorously, and shouted loudly, "Brothers, everyone get on the horse, let's go."

As soon as the people of the Flying Tiger Dart Bureau walked outside the south gate of Youzhou, they heard the monstrous shouts of killing and the thunderous sound of horses' hooves coming from a distance. "Sure enough, as Miss Fang expected, the enemy is attacking the city." Peng Wuwang made a quick decision and shouted, "In Chun, Wu Fear, Yi Xiang, Ming Xian, Si Xue, you escort Miss Jia, Miss Fang and Mr. Li Yu to go first. Brother Zheng, Brother Lei, Brother Xiao, Brother Lian, let's go see if we can do our best."

"Big brother, don't go, it's dangerous!" "Brother Peng, don't go, it's dangerous!" Hong Sixue and Jia Bianque spoke at the same time, and as soon as the words came out, they found that the two of them were almost in unison, and their faces were red at the same time.

"Brother Peng, it's useless to go, the governor of Youzhou has already lost all the horses outside the city, and Youzhou City is empty, and it is impossible to do anything." Fang Mengjing said loudly.

"As a citizen of the Tang Dynasty, how can you sit back and watch the fall of the country and do nothing. Needless to say, go away." Peng Wuwang glanced at Hong Sixue, raised his horsewhip and hit Luo Mingxian, Zhao Yixiang, Jia Bian Que and others behind their horses, and these fast horses galloped away outside the city with their hooves raised and roared. Hong Sixue looked at Peng Wuhope, and after a while, she nodded firmly, and chased after them.

Zheng Juechen, Lei Yechang, Xiao Liechen, and Lian Feng gathered in front of Peng Wuwang's horse, and Lian Feng said succinctly, "What now?"

Peng Wuwang put on his hat and said in a deep voice, "Go to the north gate first and see how it goes." Several people glanced at each other, nodded slightly, and rushed towards the north gate together.

The north gate has been opened, and the five thousand men and horses who have been defeated outside the city are pouring towards the city, closely followed by the wolf-like army of hundreds of thousands of Turks, and the boundless rain of arrows falls densely around the north gate, and countless cavalry horses are shot down by random arrows, and the corpses fall inside the city gate, causing great trouble to the city.

As soon as Peng Wuwang and the others arrived in front of the city gate, they saw Wang Junkuo lying prone on horseback, and fled towards the south gate under the escort of the generals. When the defenders of the city saw that the main general did not know whether he was alive or dead, they immediately became disorganized and fled the city walls one after another, joining the wave of fleeing.

"That's not General Wang, he's finished?" Peng Wuwang exclaimed.

"Brother Peng, the defenders of Youzhou have collapsed on all fronts, and there is nothing to be done, let's go quickly." Lian Feng immediately made a decision and said sharply.

"But this city is full of people!" Peng looked at the old friends, women and children who were scattered and fled in Youzhou City, and said hurriedly.

"Let's go! Can I hold back 100,000 enemy troops with five of us? If we don't leave, we will kill us in vain." Zheng Juechen said sharply.

Peng Wuwang gritted his steel teeth and waved his hand, "Let's go!"

At this time, the steel torrent of Turkic light cavalry had already rushed into Youzhou City, and the scattered defenders in front of them were cut down by them like chopping melons and vegetables. Thousands of war horses were running in the streets and alleys, and the innocent people who had no time to escape in the future were ruthlessly trampled into a puddle of shocking bloody mud. The city cried and screamed, and a large number of fleeing citizens poured to the south gate, squeezing the gate of Nuoda. Peng Wuwang, who had no time to escape from Youzhou, and his party of five encountered dozens of Turkic cavalry who were the first to enter the city, and the two sides fought with knives and guns. The fires began to burn wildly in all corners of Youzhou City, and the most bloodthirsty troops under Mantuo's command began to carry out the order given by the leader to slaughter the city. The army that had been driving to Youzhou for seven days and seven nights in the wilderness was looking forward to this day, and in the face of the defenseless people all over the city, they raised their sharp butcher knives in their hands with ecstasy. The cries of old and young women and children, the miserable howls of dead soldiers, and the wild and ferocious laughter of Turkic warriors were intertwined in the sky above the blood-soaked Youzhou City.

Seeing hundreds of men, women, and children being chopped into flesh under the butcher's knives of the Turks, while he was surrounded by more than a dozen fierce Turkic warriors, and there was no time to rescue, Peng Wuwang only felt that his heart and gall were broken, and his eyes were filled with blood, and he cut the Turkic soldier who was most entangled with him in two, raised a kick, and kicked his war horse aside. These high-headed horses leaned over, giving him a bloody path. Peng Wuwang roared angrily, jumped out of the encirclement, and rushed towards the group of Turkic soldiers who were wantonly killing. Dozens of Turkic knights surrounded him again, and behind them, houses were lit by Turkic torches. A young woman rushed out into the street from a burning house with a child in her arms, but a Turkic general threw her and the child into the burning house, and the screams of the woman and the child were heard in Peng's ears clearly.

"Animals!" Peng Wuwang shouted in a rage, and flew out with the single knife in his hand, and the long knife drew a straight silver line in the air, and shot the general in the chest.

At this time, Lei Yechang fought hard to kill the cavalry besieging him with a few sticks, and came to Peng Wuwang's side on horseback, saying, "Chief Dartman, if you don't leave, you will die here, how can you avenge these people."

Peng Wuwang frantically killed more than a dozen enemy soldiers in a row, and when he heard his words, he suddenly came to his senses, gritted his teeth, and said, "Okay, let's rush out, and one day, I will definitely avenge them." The two of them fought back the siege of dozens of enemy soldiers side by side, and came to the side of Lian Feng, Zheng Juchen and Xiao Liechen. These three men were close friends, and they had a tacit understanding with each other, and by this time they had begun to rush out side by side, and the five of them joined forces, marched in unison, through the streets and alleys, and none of the Turks who had entered the city could survive in front of them. When they returned to the North Gate, most of the people at the North Gate had been burned to death. The rest of the people fled in all directions, crying and screaming, and lingered under the iron hooves of the Turks. Peng Wuwang and the other five fought hard many times, killing and wounding more than 100 people, and they were also covered in colors, and they were about to lose their strength, and they were unable to rescue those city-citizens who fled in the wilderness outside the city, so they could only rely on instinct to urge their mounts and rush towards the southwest.