"Lord Shen, don't you believe in the Emperor?" With the same rhetorical question, Shen Biwen next to the city gate who suddenly asked was at a loss, he raised his eyes to see the two people on the city wall like two winds and swords facing each other, he only waved his hand, and the archers behind him obediently withdrew the arrows that had already been poured with fire oil into the quiver.

Long Yanxuan, who was sitting at the head of the chariot, had excellent eyesight, Hei Jiao's black official uniform was extremely eye-catching in the daytime, but Dongfang Yu's bright and dazzling gold soft armor was reflected in the sun, but it was hidden in the daylight, and a faint smile appeared on his lips,

It seems that this is the last child who refuses to let him go.

"Infantryman, ladder ready." The Xuanzi Legion of the first echelon was already waiting under Wayuan City, and the wooden ladder erected on the city wall like the left shoulder and right arm was densely packed with people.

"Archer, sand arrows ready." The Xuanzi Legion of the fourth echelon, located at the rear, saw that they were surrounded by more than a dozen giant short crossbows, and placed on the short crossbow were arrows filled with poisonous sand, different from ordinary poisonous arrows, sand arrows will burst above the enemy's camp, and then, the poisonous sand rain in the sky will be the real cause of the slaughter.

"Your Highness!" Lu Cheng risked his life to admonish, he saw that piles of short crossbows had been moved forward from the rear, "Sand arrows should not be used unless they are absolutely necessary, these poisonous sand are developed by Kang Mingqing, only he has the antidote!" ”

"Lu Cheng, do you think your cavalry regiment is useless?" Long Yanxuan's gentle appearance couldn't hide a fiery heart, "You go and help this king take down Dongfang Yu's head now, with the speed of the cavalry regiment, this king still believes it." ”

Lu Cheng's eyes seemed to be shocked, "Your Highness means that as long as Lu Cheng takes off that person's head, this sand arrow can be used?" “

"Yes." Prince Xuan suddenly changed his words and said, "However, you only have time for a stick of incense." ”

Hundreds of Beihu bloody horses rushed towards the city gate not far away, led by Lu Cheng, the deputy commander who took the lead, he took care of tens of thousands of innocent lives in Wayuan City, but he didn't want the stable reigning Prince Xuan to have any unfavorable records.

The slaughter of the city, for a prince, for a prince who is about to ascend the throne, is definitely not a commendable stroke.

At this moment, what puzzled everyone was that Dongfang Yu and Heijiao, who had fought for 500 rounds on the city wall, were suddenly surrounded by a group of arrows flying from all sides of the city wall.

"Lord Black also knows how to call for rescue?" Dongfang Yu suddenly covered his mouth and nose with his sleeves, the hood that had been prepared long ago blocked his hair, and every grain of poisonous sand was skillfully avoided by him.

Hei Jiao's face was black, and the prince actually used the last trick, sand arrows. He didn't have Dongfang Yu's all-round preparation at all, and he saw the poisonous sand fly into his mouth, nose, eyes, and ears, and the black Jiao fell down the city wall, and the soldiers of the infantry regiment who were climbing the ladder were smashed down the city by the black Jiao who suddenly fell.

Shen Biwen ordered his entourage to release the fire oil arrows, but seeing that the emperor was walking down intact, he smiled at Bi Mu, who was waiting by the city gate, "Let's withdraw!" ”

An hour later, Prince Xuan was left with a plague city ravaged by poisonous sands, and at the entrance of a waterway, several still warm teacups were found.

Long Yanxuan lifted a teacup and slowly poured the liquid inside to the ground, "Good for you." The tea cup smashed to the ground, he turned to look at the labyrinthine waterway, although Lu Cheng beside him was dissatisfied that Long Yanxuan really used a bad move, but he couldn't help but say, "Old thief Ye actually left the underground fortifications of Wayuan City to him...... This idiot! ”

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Lan Mo's mouth was dry, her wrists were sore when she woke up, and her body was a little hot from the fire. She tried to open her eyes, but here it was almost dazzling, her hands and feet were locked in heavy shackles, she looked around, every place was the color of gold, she looked down at the shackles on her feet, it turned out to be golden, this was clearly a palace full of gold.

Shocked, Lan Mo thought back to the last location, she followed the man named Seventh Brother to escape from the nine-layer cage, met the demon concubine Yuebei Bing, and then, then what happened.

"Back to Your Highness, the woman is awake." The little father-in-law trotted all the way to the dormitory of Zhaohua Palace, where the emperor slept, but at the moment there was only one person lying there, when Long Yanze got up, he specially instructed the maids in the palace, "Take care of the king's father, don't let him die." ”

The old man in the brown urn, listening to the last emotionless words of the youngest son, he wanted to speak, but he no longer had any strength, the maid wiped the old man's lips with a cotton swab dipped in water, and he might be able to hold on until the prince or Yan Luo returned.

Long Yanze raised his hand to open the bead curtain, and when he leaned in, he looked at Lan Mo's expression was flat, no, there should be a little regret, "This king doesn't understand, why does the eldest brother want to fight for your head and bleed." He approached Lan Mo, suddenly changed his indifferent expression, and pinched Lan Mo's cheek with a wicked smile, "Your posture is in Tianxianglou, which is a countdown." ”

Although the woman's face was painful, she didn't shout, she knew that shouting pain to the enemy would only make her more proud. "The Third Highness has a high vision, Lan Mo can be favored by His Highness, and the sun will also come out in the west."

"The little slave has a pretty sharp mouth." Long Yanze's dirty hands had already begun to pick up the thin layer of clothes, "Although it is not this king's dish, but this king likes to hunt for curiosities, maybe he likes it when he tastes it." ”

Lan Mo was suddenly embarrassed and angry, she was about to be defiled by Long Yanze, a well-dressed beast, she endured her body and did not move, her hands had been quietly breaking free from the shackles, the bone reduction technique had to be gradual and gradual, she had to endure it for a while.

Long Yanze's salty saliva was already all over her neck, and she secretly remembered in her heart that this account would be settled with you fool in a while.

However, when Long Yanze was full of joy and wanted to take off the last belly pocket on Lan Mo's chest, the sudden gust of wind was very strange in the airtight golden Zhaohua Palace, regardless of how attractive the beauty was at the moment, Long Yanze, who had always been vigilant and cautious, couldn't help but pull out a soft sword from his waist to protect it in front of him.

A glimmer of light flashed in her star-like eyes, is it really all the Dragon Clan, the weapons used are so similar to Long Yanluo, and a thought disappeared like lightning, what's wrong with her, how could she think of the man she hadn't met for a long time at this time, Long Yanluo, since that day, she has never seen her again.

"Your Highness, it's not good, the Bingqing Palace is on fire." The little father-in-law ran in from outside the temple gate, and instantly saw the spring light in the room, and he hurriedly looked at it without squinting.