"Call your generals out!"

Shang Yun stood proudly on his horse, holding a red-tasseled spear, and the head of the spear pointed directly at the enemy.

"Hmph, there's finally a person in charge. ”

On the other side, a man chuckled, straddled a yellow horse, his dark red cloak swaying in the air, slowly walked to the city gate, and bared his teeth at Shang Yun.

Appearance, temperament, are not outstanding, and even, there are some mediocrity.

Shang Yun's hand holding the spear tightened, and he never thought that the person on the opposite side would actually kill his three generals of Fengyin.

"You're the general, always winning?"

Shang Yun was enraged by the other party's provocation, gritted his teeth, and said word by word.

"Yes, I am the first general of the Western Kingdom, and I am known as Chang Sheng. ”

The man yawned nonchalantly, raised his chin, and didn't look at Shang Yun with his eyes all the while.

"Okay, then I'll see if you, the victorious general, are in vain. ”

As soon as Shang Yun's words fell, he clamped the horse's belly, held a spear, and stabbed straight at the man's head.

But as if he had expected it, the man bent down on the horse's back and held Shang Yun's spear in his backhand.

Shang Yun saw that the spear could not be drawn, so he used the spear as a rod, clamped the horse's belly, slid in front of the man, raised his left palm, and slashed at the man's arm, but unexpectedly, the man seemed to have no pain, Shang Yun slashed seven times in a row, not to mention that he didn't even move, and he didn't even blink his eyelids.

The man snorted coldly, twisted his hand, and the spear fell into his hand, he smiled contemptuously at Shang Yun, raised his left palm, and slashed at the back of Shang Yun's neck.

"Ahh

Before Shang Yun could react, he only heard the man's scream, and a short spear flew past the side of Shang Yun's face, grazed his cheek, broke a few strands of green hair, and submerged into the arm that was originally going to cut at his neck.

Shang Yun turned his head and found that the city gate was wide open.

Tens of thousands of Fengyin sergeants poured out like a tide, standing in a phalanx, surrounded by two men.

"What's the matter, don't get back with your broken gun!"

Ban Lang roared angrily, so frightened that Shang Yun didn't dare to fight, snatched the spear, rode his horse, and rushed back in a gray manner.

The sergeant of the Western Kingdom suddenly stirred and was about to move.

"Who attacked!"

The man clutched his bleeding arm and roared, his eyes spitting fire.

"What I want to see is Chang Sheng, not you impostor. ”

The man was juxtaposed with Ban Lang, his dark red cloak swaying in the air, full of royal energy.

"Lao Tzu is always the fucking winner!"

The man spat at and cursed.

"Don't make me say it a second time. ”

The man's eyes were piercing, like a demon from hell, and his eyes were full of scarlet.

"Leave it to me. ”

Ban Lang stretched out his hand to block the man and winked at him, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but raise a light smile.

"It seems that you won't give in if you don't suffer a little. ”

Ban Lang raised the sword in his hand and rode his horse, his eyes dark.

"Just a hairy child, why do you say such wild words!"

The man roared angrily, his sallow skin turned red, and he picked up one of the soldiers' axes behind him and rode his horse.

The sharp blade came straight for Ban Lang's head.

Foolhardy.

Ban Lang raised his sword and resisted the axe, but the horses and men did not resist the brute force and took a few steps back.

Ban Lang looked at the saber that had been cut out of a small gap, and suddenly felt that his heart was dripping blood, and when he raised his head, his eyes were already full of anger.

With a missed blow, the man backhanded the plate axe and slashed it at the head of Banlang's warhorse.

Ban Lang blocked the axe with his sword, and he gritted his teeth to make another opening.

He looked at him with indignation, raised his sword and slashed at the man, who raised his axe to resist it, but unexpectedly, Ban Lang's sword turned and stabbed into the other injured arm of the man just now.

"Ban Lang!"

Shang Yun's shout suddenly came from behind him, Ban Lang didn't have time to think, he only felt a pain in his shoulder, and a thin feather sword sank into his shoulder, as if it was about to pierce his shoulder.

"Stop!"

A low but melodious mezzo-soprano sounded, small but piercing, suffocating the man who was about to slash the axe at Ban Lang.

"General!"

The man frowned, glanced at Ban Lang resentfully, withdrew his hand, and turned the horse's head back.

Ban Lang endured the pain, broke the feather arrow, and was pulled back by Shang Yun.

The man hooked his lips and looked at a figure in the woods not far away, which was still in the posture of drawing a bow, threw the bow domineeringly, drove the horse, and slowly walked out of the shadow.

The dark red cloak swayed in the breeze, the ink-like hair was tied high, the complexion was fair, the typical Xinjiang face, the facial features were three-dimensional and deep, and the appearance was graceful, although it was not very beautiful in Fengyin, it was enough to make people stunning.

That shadow slowly came into view, and everyone was surprised.

Unexpectedly, the famous and victorious general turned out to be a woman.

"Is this guy just shooting at me?

Ban Lang raised his sword, dumbfounded, and shouted.

"Yuan Xing! Don't be rude to the victorious general!"

The man shouted, looked at the woman, and raised his jaw.

"She's a victorious general?"

Ban Lang looked at the woman in front of him in disbelief, and was about to speak, but was interrupted.

"Zhang Chang, I have admired my name for a long time. ”

The woman snorted coldly, revealing a domineering attitude with her face.

"She's not ......" Shang Yun frowned, and suddenly remembered something, "I saw her when I went to the West Country to pick up Zuo Qijun a few days ago......"

"And then?"

"But I can't remember who she is. ”

"Don't talk nonsense......"

Seeing that Shang Yun and Ban Lang immediately quarreled with each other, Zhang Yan waved his hand, and the two were immediately silenced.

"Zuo Yue, right?"

Zhang Yan opened his lips slightly, as if he had seen through it a long time ago, tilted his head, and raised a shallow smile.

Zuo Yue looked at Zhang Yan, suddenly her heart skipped a beat, raised her eyebrows, and nodded.

"It seems that Fengyin still has one or two slightly smart people. ”

Zuo Yue looked at Zhang Yan and Shang Yun approvingly, and when her eyes reached Ban Lang, she rolled her eyes.

"This ......"

Ban Lang opened his mouth wide, angry, and looked at Zhang Yan, but he didn't get a response.

"Fengyin and Daxi have always come to the well water does not interfere with the river water, half a month ago, the sixth prince of your country came to my Fengyin as a peace envoy to show friendship, but I don't know what the general intends to invade my Fengyin border with troops this time?"

Zhang Yan raised his voice, and the words were sonorous and powerful.

"It's not interesting. Zuo Yue hooked her lips and looked at Zhang Yan, her gaze suddenly softened, "I just want to meet you." ”

Zhang Yan frowned, and before he could speak, he heard Zuo Yue suddenly shout.

"Zhang Yan! I've admired you for a long time, I don't know what you think of me?"

As soon as these words came out, the army suddenly stumbled, and the sounds of surprise and inhalation were mixed together.

"What did she say? she, she, she, she ......."

Ban Lang stammered and looked at Shang Yun.

"She probably means that she has taken a fancy to the prince......

Shang Yun swallowed his saliva and whispered.

"Fancy it...... Hmm!"

Ban Lang yelled, but Shang Yun covered his mouth, Shang Yun squeezed his eyes at him, Ban Lang followed Shang Yun's eyes and found that Zhang Yan's face was not very good.