Yan Huaiwen chose to attack the east gate.

His right hand was cut by the bowstring when he shot Beijon in the village, but it doesn't matter, he can still press the string with his left hand.

"Yan Hushu." The guard next to him couldn't stand it: "You can rest." ”

This bow is an eight-stone bow, the cucumber eggs in the army just now, can't even pull it, Yan Hushu was eager to save people before, continuous archery, finger injury is expected, but his hand is injured, he still doesn't put it down, he has to shoot after changing hands, these hands, can't you do it?

Even he, a coarse man, knows that a scholar's hands are as important as his face, and if he hurts his hand, how will he learn to write in the future......

"No problem!" Yan Huaiwen spit out two words.

His gaze did not move, still falling on Beirong on the city wall.

One arrow kills one.

All those who dared to take the lead died under his strong bow.

He stood there imposingly, not dodging or evading.

Beirong's arrows can't be shot, and his arrows will see blood as soon as they come out!

With only one person, he suppressed nearly three-thirds of the Beirong of the city tower.

What a dazzling achievement!

Two sentry arrows were fired from the west.

This is the signal for the retreat of Beijung!

Xue Zongqi was in good spirits.

Turning his eyes to look at Yan Huaiwen, Yan Huaiwen nodded at him.

"Brothers, come with me, kill!"

Xue Zongqi roared and was the first to rush over.

Behind him, the red-eyed border guards climbed into the city and opened the city gates by building a human wall.

"Kill!"

The tiger guards and Gu Feng's guards rushed in like wolves.

The sound of swords and soldiers fighting each other resounded.

Beirong, who had no time to escape, was besieged by the crazy border guards and soon fell in a pool of blood.

But more Beijung, fleeing on horseback, ran straight to the west of the city.

……

The prince of England pursued quickly, and finally joined the army before reaching the tiger's seat.

The timing of their arrival was good or bad.

The good thing is that it is just in time for the tiger to open the east gate, and the army can drive straight in.

The bad thing is that at this very moment, the whistle of Beirong's retreat sounded.

They entered through the east gate, pursued them to the west gate, and crossed a city, but they could not catch up......

The prince met Xiao Er's uncle, Yan Huaiwen, and Yan Hushu.

The royal horse holds a bow, and his eyes are like cold stars.

As far as the eye can see, Beirong has become a dead soul under the arrow!

Make a good bow!

If you don't know his identity, you still think that after which general, the family has a family history!

Looking at the person with the moon and the wind clear, he didn't expect the strong bow in his hand to be so murderous.

There were corpses all over the field in front of him, and he didn't frown.

What's even more surprising is that Gu Feng's city guards are the only ones who look ahead.

If he remembers correctly, this Yan Hushu is a tiger's Hushu.

And that Xue Qianhu, no, now it is Xue Zongqi, and he also looked at his face, riding a horse in front of and behind him......

This is the cousin he remembered who dared to quarrel with his father's neck?

He didn't even dare to admit it!

……

Yan Huaiwen went to the official office first.

Uninhabited!

Barn......

Or not!

He glanced around the city, pondered for a moment, and slowly focused his gaze on the west side of the city......

……

The situation is changing too fast.

Yan Lao Er finally knocked bricks and dug a hole that a person could climb out of.

He thought that he would let everyone go out and wait outside, and when it was safe, he would take two more neat hands and feet to the barn to have a look.

I didn't want Beirong to run, so I still ran towards the west gate in a swarm.

And they, unlucky, are in the middle of the west gate and the north gate.

Inside the city wall, Beirong, who was previously on the tower of the North Gate, ran to the west.

Outside the city wall, Beirong, who ran out of the west gate, did not take a good road, and divided his troops, and a group came to the north, intending to rush to the mountain......

Okay, Yan Lao Er, they are now attacking inside and outside, and they are not out, and they are not out.

Stuck here!

It's when you're caught between a dilemma and you don't know what to do.

Afraid of what comes.

A group of Beirong who came down from the tower of the city in the north were running to this side, and when they saw that they didn't want to think about it, they rushed over and slashed with their knives.

Yan Lao Er is really angry!

What are you doing?

You bastards are going to run away, just run well, who won't let you run away, why do you have to get along with us!

It's really a new hatred and old hatred welling up in my heart.

It's not time to get tangled.

Since it's the same inside and outside the city, let's take care of the present.

"Drill quickly, drag the old man over!" He and a few people gritted their teeth to meet the enemy head-on.

In his left hand, he held the lid of a large vat borrowed from someone's yard, wooden, with a ridge on it, which could be held with one hand, and it was convenient and not sinking.

Swinging a knife in his right hand, desperately, he also corresponded with you who Beirong killed.

Yan Lao Er didn't dare to shoot arrows easily.

Especially when we mix with each other.

Only Beirong is okay with him, he shot him, but in one place......

As for it, there is a risk of accidental ejaculation.

He's still quite self-aware.

Fortunately, the previous caution worked.

The man on the roof had a bow in his hand, and with his cooperation, he bought some time for the man who drilled the hole.

Liang Manshan was the first to drill through.

The first one was actually the most dangerous, and there was chaos outside the city, but at this time, they had no choice.

A few more men came out, and quickly stabbed in front of them, guarding the surroundings.

It's time for the big lord.

Liang Manshan heard Yan Lao Er shouting over there, and he didn't hesitate to start pulling.

But this person cooperates with the movement, and the stiffness makes people drag, which are two weights.

Liang Manshan was a little unmoved for a while.

Hurriedly called for help.

Don't wait for someone else to help.

Yan Lao Er was in a hurry.

Lifting the two feet of the old man and pushing hard, I don't know where it was stuck, in short, it was not going well.

What a success!

Yan Lao Er directly touched the eldest master's buttocks, adjusted him left and right, and the eldest man snorted, I don't know if it was uncomfortable to be stuck or something else.

He can't take care of it!

Push it again, and this time it's much better.

But it's still slow.

Yan Lao'er's eyes were about to spark, so he directly got on his feet and kicked out for the eldest master......

"Heng'er, hurry, it's your turn!"

The next one is his eldest nephew, Yan Xiangheng has flexible hands and feet, and has been trained in this area, so he didn't practice in vain!

After a few rubs, it passed.

It's like a loach.

It was Yan Laoer's turn, and he finally understood Master Tian.

The hole is too narrow.

There aren't many places to move, and it's really hard to borrow.

He had no choice but to stretch out two hands and call him Brother Manshan and his eldest nephew.

"Full mountain, Heng'er, pull me quickly!"

One of them dragged him by the hand.

"Be careful!"

Yan Lao Er subconsciously clamped his legs, and felt a cold feeling on the outside of his thighs.

The next moment, Liang Manshan and Yan Xiangheng worked together to drag him out.

Yan Lao Er yelled.

"It hurts...... I've been stabbed! I've been stabbed! ”

He panicked.

Finished!

How can you run with this leg injury?

The right leg is stabbed, and the left leg is left, is it too late to make a crutch? Jumping on one leg?

Yan Lao Er was thinking nonsense.

I heard the anxious voice of his brother Manshan: "Huai'an, where are you hurt?" What about wounds? Gotta stop the bleeding! Where is it? Where's it? ”

Yan Xiangheng: Uncle Liang asked me everything I wanted to ask......