Holding on to the door frame, he walked to the door and stood still, glancing around, and everywhere he could see soldiers who had no power to fight back, being chased and killed by the enemy.

Then he glanced at the hole at his feet, and he was even more furious.

Li Bai has followed him for hundreds of years, and every time he fights, he follows left and right to give advice. Sometimes I come up with some bad ideas, but most of the time I can come up with good ideas.

The only think tank around him, in order to save him, he said that it was gone in front of him, which made Fuyou's heart suddenly be blocked by anger and his chest tightened, and he felt out of breath.

He gritted his teeth, snatched the bow and arrow from the guard's hand, and strode forward in spite of the artillery fire, and once again walked to the bow of the ship and stood still.

He was going to fight, for Li Bai and all the Communists who died in this battle!

But seeing that on the riverbank, his infantry was already in a crush, and the Xiao family's army formed a mandarin duck formation at this time, rushing out of the wide-open city gate like a tiger in the mountains, and under the cover of artillery fire, they chased and killed the prey that fled in all directions.

Wherever Xiao Jiajun went, the breath of death followed, mixed with screams and soared into the sky.

And the allies of the Communist Labor Army, the three armies, have long since disappeared without a trace.

The Xiao family's soldiers raised their swords without dragging their hands into the mud and water, and after quickly solving the enemy army in front of them, they continued to kill in front.

At this time, the militia in the dock fort in the east of the city also rushed out of the dock fort with large cans, and when they came to the river, they opened the mouth of the jar and sealed the mud, and poured the liquid into the river.

After seeing those black viscous liquids flowing down the river and heading straight for his side, his vigilant floating nose suddenly moved a few times, and suddenly felt that there was a faint pungent smell in the smellless river water, and he secretly screamed in his heart.

As Zhu Rongguo's long-term opponent, he sniffed out these black liquids floating on the river, which was Zhu Rongguo's fierce fire oil with the characteristics of water pouring fire and getting hotter.

In addition to floating in shock, the tribes took out many large jars of fierce fire oil, and continued to pour the fierce fire oil into the river one by one.

"Retreat. In addition to resentment, although Fuyou was unwilling, he still had to shout these two words again.

As he spoke, the tribesmen had already brought a lighted torch and threw it into the river where the oil was floating.

With a muffled "bang", a long flame flowed down the river, from east to west, towards the place where the floating and co-working sailors were located, and quickly rushed over.

The swift flames on the river swirled and roared with the waves, and in an instant they burned to the side of the Gonggong Mariners, surrounding all the warships. And those bends still refused to stop, and continued to pour fierce fire oil into the river where the fire was not yet on fire upstream.

The fires on the two rivers are getting more and more intense, making the temperature in the river and on both sides of the river getting hotter and hotter. Looking down from the air, it is like two fire dragons lying on the ground, crawling between the mountains, and the north and south of Tiantong City.

The heat wave brought by the flames distorted the surrounding scenery and scorched the air.

Now the Communist Labor Army was even more panicked. In an instant, many warships were burned by the burning water, and thick smoke billowed from everywhere, and the scrambled sailors tried to turn around and leave this section of the flaming river, but because the river was narrow and the warships were too big, they not only failed to turn around, but ran into other warships.

The chain reaction suddenly began, and three or five warships collided horizontally and vertically, and the scene of huddled together could be seen everywhere.

In less than half a cup of tea, almost all the ships of the Gonggong Naval Division were on fire, and the sailors were busy withdrawing the ships and drawing water from the river to extinguish the fire.

But when they rushed to the deck in a panic with buckets, they saw that the river was full of flames, and although they were surrounded by high temperatures, their whole hearts were completely cold.

What's even more terrifying is that they have to carefully avoid the attack of the Xiao family's flying troops, there is really no way to enter the heavens and no door, and it is unspeakably miserable!

The flames soon spread to the floating flagship, and the anger in his chest increased as he gritted his teeth. All kinds of disadvantages made him no longer despair, but full of fighting spirit.

At this time, he clenched the bow and arrow in his hand, and his red eyes just saw that not far in front of him was on the shore, and Yu Rong swooped down from the air, and at the same time held the knife in his backhand and swung it out violently.

The cold light drew a crescent moon, Yu Rong landed steadily, and the sharp blade was also at this moment, like cutting snow and breaking ice, easily cutting off the ghost head of a Communist Labor Army. Then he straightened his legs and turned to chase the other enemies.

Floating under the rising flames and explosions, he also used all his strength at this time, and took the arrow and drew the bow at the center of Yu Rong's eyebrows.

Even if he dies today, he must put on a cushion, otherwise he will not be able to die.

The next second, his right hand loosened the bowstring and shook, and the sharp arrow broke away from the string like a meteor, with a sharp roar, speeding through the raging fire on the surface of the river, towards Yu Rong breaking through the sky.

Just when the arrow was only a foot away from Yu Rong, and it was about to make his soul fly, a black shadow suddenly jumped behind him. The next second later, a black shadow in the dust fell to the ground, horizontally in front of Yu Rong, and at the same time held the ghost head knife in his hand across his chest.

The sharp arrow came in an instant, and under the collision of swords, there was a crisp sound of "bell", and then a black shadow was heard with a muffled snort, and blood splattered on his chest.

Yu Rong, who was relieved in a daze, saw a wide back, and his upper body without armor* was covered with dirty cyan monkey hair.

"Wu Zhiqi?" Yu Rong was slightly stunned, he never dreamed that this former enemy of the world would actually go out of his way to block arrows for himself.

"It's Lao Tzu!" Wu Zhiqi said in a deep voice, took a step forward, and suddenly swung his knife and hacked to death two soldiers of the Communist Labor Army who happened to run in front of him, before he bent his left knee, put the ghost head knife in his hand vertically, and plunged it into the ground.

But I saw that there was a hole on the knife that was a finger thick, and a few small cracks appeared around the hole.

Yu Rong's eyes widened, and he looked at Wu Zhiqi, who was kneeling on the ground with the hilt of his sword, and saw a bloody arrow on his back, piercing out from under his fur.

Drops of blood, dripping on the ground along the arrow, slowly bloomed on the soil, like bright flowers on the other side, slowly unfolding petals.

That arrow gave Wu Zhiqi a complete chill!

Obviously, the sharp arrow directly penetrated the blade of the knife and plunged directly into his chest, which showed that the strength of the floating arms was not small, not only Yu Rong did not expect it, but even Wu Zhiqi himself was surprised.

"Medic, medic, medic. In an instant, the panicked Yu Rong turned his head left and right, looked around and shouted anxiously. The eyes burst out of panic and consternation, trying to find the figure of an accompanying military doctor from the panic and hustle and bustle of the battlefield.

When many monkey demon soldiers saw their patriarch hit the arrow, they also stopped chasing the enemy and gathered around Wu Zhiqi, watching the green hair on his chest gradually turn red, but he was also like Yu Rong, panicked and didn't know what to do.

"Monkey cubs listen to orders!" Wu Zhiqi looked down at the sharp arrow inserted in his chest, coughed a few times, and spit out a mouthful of blood in his mouth, but he still held the ghost head knife in his right hand, covered his chest with his left hand, and continued to gasp roughly: "The position of the patriarch is passed on to the dogs...... Wu Xiaoshen, you must always be loyal...... Allegiance to the King...... Shaw...... Xiao Shizhu...... This...... Be...... It's my last wish. ”。

His voice grew quieter and quieter, and when he spoke it was like a mosquito, and he fell to the ground as soon as he had finished speaking, and there was no more movement.

The corners of his blood-stained mouth were still slightly upturned, and he kept a smile. It seems that in this world, there is no longer his concern and things that he can't let go.

After a short silence, the monkey demon soldiers surrounding his corpse let out a terrible ape cry one after another, resounding in all directions.

Standing on the bow of the boat, he smiled proudly at this scene.

But he didn't expect that before his smile could appear, Ying Zhao had swooped down from behind him, and before the two guards who were floating around him could react.

The next second later, Ying Zhao gritted his teeth and picked up the murderous plate axe in his hand, and without hesitation, he slashed at the floating neck with an axe.

Blood mist erupted from the headless neck of the floating pool. The smug smile of the floating was forever fixed on his blue indigo face.

Ying Zhao made another backhand axe, and after killing a guard, he reached out and accurately grabbed the floating head that was spinning in mid-air. With a hard pinch of the five fingers, the floating ghost head burst open, and the blood splattered in all directions.

The first general of the Communist Labor Kingdom fell, and his death also made the Nine Shadows Kingdom pay a tragic price for the death of a general.

Then the hind hooves of Ying Zhao kicked suddenly, and the front hooves stood up, and the wings shook with a strong wind, and flew again, towards Wu Zhiqi's corpse......

One hundred miles away from Duxi City, there is a large lake that is eighty miles long from north to south and about twenty miles wide from east to west.

The lake is surrounded by mountains on all sides, overlapping and overlapping, the near mountains are like hairpins, and the distant mountains are like smoke. The vast surface of the lake is magnificent, and when the breeze blows, the water surface will be flooded with "whooshing" waves, lapping against the craggy rocks that grow from the bottom of the lake, revealing the surface of the lake.

Strange rocks dotted the entire surface of the lake, surrounding the island in the middle of the lake. The stone is covered with moss and vines, gently swaying in the lake breeze.

There is a city built on the island, and the city is full of green bamboo, which is the Yingzhu City where the Water Tiger clan has lived for generations. The lake breeze swept through the city, and the green bamboos moved with the wind, making a rustling sound.

At this time, a young ghost was standing on the gate of the northern city, staring at the green mountains in the distance at night. He has blue-blue skin, a human soul, a human face, hands and feet, but a snake body and a snake tail, and his appearance is somewhat similar to that of Gonggong.

It's just that this young soul, with a little less kindness on his young face, but a little more sickly and dark circles under his eyes, is none other than Prince Julong.