The feather arrow cut through the wind, and also cut through Dong Chuchen's heart, looking at the feather arrow getting closer and closer, he silently closed his eyes.

"Huan'er, if there is a ...... next life"

"Ahh

After hearing the shout, Dong Chuchen slowly opened his eyes and looked.

I saw that the feather arrow shot into the chest of the soldiers surrounding Dong Chuchen's body, shooting the soldiers through and falling to the ground.

"Dong Chuchen, you remember, you owe me!" Qing Xi Huancheng drank upstairs, his voice trembling.

Qing Xi hated himself for why he couldn't do anything to him, where did his ruthlessness go, where did he use the strength to kill people without blinking an eye and the hatred of the country being ruined!

"The ...... of the King" Zheng Ziwei was also shocked, but he didn't expect Qing Xihuan to not kill Dong Chuchen.

"Ziwei, now go rescue Dong Chuchen!" Qing Xihuan gave an order to Zheng Ziwei behind him.

Zheng Ziwei didn't move, but looked at Qing Xihuan with puzzled eyes, as if asking for an answer.

"No why! This is a military order!" Qing Xihuan put her hands on the city wall, closed her eyes and drank, not daring to face Zheng Ziwei, how did she know why, she couldn't even fool herself, how could she deceive Zheng Ziwei.

Zheng Ziwei got the order, grabbed the cold sword in his hand, rode out of the city gate, and ran in the direction of Dong Chuchen.

Qing Xi Huan stood on the city gate with sorrow and pain in his eyes, and looked at Dong Chuchen under the city gate from afar, and Dong Chuchen's eyes were also the same. The two pairs of eyes are full of unspeakable and undeniable heartache and complexes that are burned into the bone marrow in the troubled times.

"They're sending troops! Shoot arrows!" Jiang Yin shouted, and asked the soldiers to release arrows towards Dong Chuchen and a few people.

Jing Wudao protected Dong Kelan in his arms, and Dong Chuchen held his sword to kill the encirclement.

Su Jiqing resisted his soldiers to the death, escorting a few people to kill outside.

There are many people, where are Su Jiqing and Dong Chuchen opponents, killing a wave of soldiers, and random arrows are shooting, blocking the chaotic arrows and the soldiers rushing up.

The sound of screams, the sound of swords and halberds, the sound of blood, and the sound of the wind made Dong Kelan frightened his guts, and pinched Jing Wudao's clothes, his face was pale, but he was wrapped in the cloak by Jing Wudao, and it was tightly protected, even if the blood rain was splashed, it was blocked by Jing Wudao's cloak, isolating the darkness and giving her all his warmth. Dong Kelan will not be stained by the bloody wind and rain outside.

There were too many enemies, and the army inside the city gate also led bows and arrows to knock down some of the rebels, beating war drums and roaring out of the city pass, and fought the enemy army.

The soldiers and horses of Luoyang Pass were only 5,000, and Qing Xihuan did not dare to release all the soldiers and horses, for fear that the enemy would attack from the rear, so he could only send the remaining soldiers and horses to strictly defend the rear.

Dong Chuchen shouted at Qing Xihuan on the city gate, "Who told you to open the city gate!

Qing Xihuan twisted his eyebrows and looked at Dong Chuchen, listening to the tragedy of the battle under the city gate, his heart was like ice, and he mustered up the courage of his life, gritted his teeth and shouted, "I want Luoyang Pass!"

Dong Chuchen killed several soldiers, but was drowned out by the roars of the soldiers, and he couldn't hear them clearly.

"What are you talking about!" Dong Chuchen desperately resisted a few soldiers and raised his head to shout.

Qing Xihuan stood on the city tower, looking at Dong Chuchen's face illuminated by torches, which was still stained with blood, like a pine and cypress standing proudly in the yin wind, and a lonely brave body in the sassy wind exuded a faint brilliance.

"I said, I want you too!"

With the sound of war drums, Qing Xihuan's voice came to all directions of Luoyang Pass, and the moonlight leaked the streamer on the city gate, dissolving the hazy eyebrows of Qing Xihuan who did not distinguish between joy and sorrow.

After Qing Xihuan shouted out, he was suddenly stupid, and kept listening to his own voice laughing at himself.

Dong Chuchen heard Qing Xihuan's words, his chest beat violently, and the hand holding the sword finally gained more strength, shook off his hand, and killed the killer.

Qing Xihuan couldn't go out of the city to kill the enemy, so he only watched the battle situation from the city gate and commanded how to send troops. And there are too many soldiers around Dong Chuchen, and Dong Chuchen's strength alone can't resist it.

Just when a few people surrounded Dong Chuchen, and the front and back pinched so that Dong Chuchen had no way to retreat, Dong Chuchen raised his head and held his sword to stare, even if he died, he must not die on his knees.

At this time, the wind struck, the horses neighed and retreated, and everyone felt a cold air above their heads to suppress and persecut, and then Dong Chuchen felt a cold wind behind him, and then, more than ten soldiers who surrounded him all fell to the ground.

"What!" Dong Chuchen was startled, and saw Zheng Ziwei snatch the Changxing Sword he was holding in his hand with one hand, and stood in front of Dong Chuchen on horseback, staring coldly at the army in front of him, and drank coldly.

"On the orders of the princess, kill them all!"

Because of Zheng Ziwei's arrival, Su Jiqing was cold, and he trembled unconsciously, the hand holding the sword trembled so much that he couldn't suppress it, and then looked at the tens of thousands of soldiers and horses, like a frightened bird, the neighing and the panicked sound of the horse's hooves sounded together, stirring up the originally chaotic battlefield into panic and even more chaos.

The battle-hardened army has seen countless generals, swords rolled over, rivers of blood waded through, and no one was afraid of life and death. But now because of Zheng Ziwei's arrival, they were all shocked, and a great fear arose inexplicably in their hearts. What's more, a few timid soldiers in the front row actually vomited blood from their mouths and died of fright on the ground.

Dong Chuchen's eyes stared at Zheng Ziwei motionlessly, he never thought that this person's majesty was so compelling, and when people took a second look, his chest hurt.

At this moment, Zheng Ziwei protected Dong Chuchen behind the Changxing Sword, his right sleeve was blown up by the wind, and he looked at the enemy's Jiangyin on horseback.

Jiang Yin grabbed the horse rope and shouted: "All the generals listen to the order! Kill this person with me, and be named the general of the left army!"

When the crowd heard this, no one dared to step forward, and they were only eager to try their weapons.

"Are you all scared? Can a person with a broken arm also be able to intimidate the elite! You are all good generals who have been in a hundred battles, what are you afraid of! Give me on!" Jiang Yin rushed forward with the reins and kicked the horse's belly hard, but the horse stopped moving.

Jiangyin's horses fell backwards one after another, and finally, the front hooves lay down, and then the four hooves lay down, knelt on the ground, and buried their heads.

Such a scene will make the soldiers and generals even more afraid, but seeing that there are many soldiers and horses around him, even if he is a demon, he should be able to hold it.

The generals got the order and rushed towards Zheng Ziwei, preparing to take down Zheng Ziwei's head. Zheng Ziwei only clenched the Changxing sword and rode towards the enemy group.

The enemy army swarmed in, Zheng Ziwei passed by with a sword and a horse, slashed dozens of people, and with a backhand sword, dozens of people fell to the ground.

The generals surrounded Zheng Ziwei in a circle, and just when they arrived, they saw that the leaves on the ground were blown up by the wind, and the generals fell to the ground instantly, leaving Zheng Ziwei alone, with a sword and a horse in the river of blood, standing tall.

"Ziwei ......" Qing Xi looked at Zheng Ziwei with joy in his eyes, but he didn't expect that after many years, Zheng Ziwei's skills had increased greatly, which made people fearful.

The enemy's losses of hundreds of soldiers were just the time for Zheng Ziwei to fight back and forth, but Zheng Ziwei was unscathed, and no scars were left.

Su Jiqing's eyes were stupid, if such a person fought with him, he would have been dismantled before he made a move, and he was so fast that he could even see the moment when his body was separated. How terrifying.

"Shoot the arrows! What are you waiting for!" Jiang Yin was anxious, and he was terrified in his heart, and he only shouted loudly at the soldiers who were retreating one after another.