The Qilin Bow Dead Warrior is already good at sneak attacks and assassinations, and when fighting on the battlefield, it is fine if it is against ordinary soldiers, but when encountering a beggar gang that fights to the flesh and attacks in groups, it is a real disadvantage. Four or five people surrounded and beat one person, no matter how unexpected the sneak attack, it could be discovered and warned by others in time, and the success was successful. Conniving and cultivating with internal strength can resist each other, but it can't consume so many beggar disciples.

At first, these thirty or so Qilin Bow Dead Warriors were still able to gain the upper hand, but as the number of beggar disciples increased and increased, they were also a little overwhelmed. What's more, Fang Qianlong, Yi Xiaodao, and many ordinary elders of the Beggar Gang focused on greeting them, and it was even more difficult to deal with them.

Except for a few sporadic Qilin Bow dead soldiers who escaped, the rest of the people were drowned in the sea of beggar gang disciples, and from time to time there were one or two screams, announcing the official end of their lives.

"Don't deceive people too much!" He Ying'an punched out his fists together, struck the two beggar disciples who pounced on him as a chest, and flew out. Suddenly, a strong wind hit behind, and He Ying'an was about to turn around to meet the enemy, but was grabbed by Fang Qianlong and Yi Xiaodao's wrists left and right. The two kicked He Ying'an at the knee socket, kicking He Ying'an to his knees and struggling to his knees.

"Call me!" Fang Qianlong ordered to the surrounding beggar gang disciples.

The beggars helped the disciples rush up, what a thunder fist, a dragon's foot... There were not many beggar disciples who read books, and one by one they played the moves that they racked their brains to think of, and He Ying'an was beaten to death in one punch and one kick. No matter how close to him looked, he wouldn't recognize it as him...

The Qilin Bow is still like this, and the life of ordinary Chu Xiang soldiers is even more difficult. Although he was a "robe" who killed the enemy side by side with the Beggar Gang before, most of Chu Xiangjun had never looked at the Beggar Gang disciples. What if you can fight? A stinky guy still dares to talk to me, a military master? Reversed him? The beggar gang disciples were in the Chu Xiang camp, and they did not receive much bullying and teasing from the Chu Xiang army.

Now the two sides are opposed, each for its own master, the beggar gang disciples are riveting their efforts to teach the Chu Xiang army a lesson, and even shuttle back and forth in the Chu Xiang army, vowing to find the former enemy, the Chu Xiang army of tens of thousands of people, just like this, the beggar gang of 10,000 people muddy the waters. The battlefield is also constantly expanding, and there are even people on both sides who catch each other and fight, chasing and fleeing to the river...

Chu Xiangjun's side was still desperately resisting, and some people ran in a panic to find the only backbone at the moment, Xiang Liangyu.

Xiang Liangyu was still hugging Xiang Qi's corpse tightly, feeling the temperature gradually dissipate, and his heart seemed to sink to the bottom as the temperature decreased.

"How? Heh, what can I do? I can't even keep my own nephew, so how can I keep you? Put down the sword, come down..."Xiang Liangyu dropped such a sentence and did not answer.

"To... General Xiang..."The soldiers were a little incredulous, Chu Xiang's famous general Xiang Liangyu actually said the word "down" in his mouth, is it really the end of the road...

The surrounding soldiers were also stunned and inexplicable, and looked at Xiang Liangyu in unison, I don't know if he is sincere or false, will he instruct me to surrender?

Xiang Liangyu is only in his forties, holding Xiang Qi's corpse at this time, his hair is messy, his face is sad, he is alive like an old man in his sixties and seventies, he can't pretend to be like this...

Someone slowly retreated, turned and fled. Since Xiang Liangyu said that he couldn't fight, there was really no need to fight... It would have been a capital crime for them to commit rebellion, and now they may have a chance to live. Tens of thousands of soldiers, can they be captured one by one? Who's going to compete with the big guys?

The scene outside Anhui City was repeated again outside Wucheng, and there were still a dozen loyal guards left by Xiang Liangyu's side, still protecting him tightly. The rest of them were scattered, and did not think of retreating from the enemy, but fled in all directions.

Chu Xiangjun saw Xiang Liangyu's personal guards scattering and fleeing, and after a short period of consternation, they hurriedly followed suit. The people who can survive here are all veterans on the battlefield, and they know exactly when they should move forward desperately and when they should turn around and flee for their lives. General Xiang's soldiers have all fled, so what are you fighting?

The defeat was like a mountain.

The tens of thousands of troops of the Chu Xiang army receded like a tide. There were beggars blocking the road in the direction of Wucheng, so naturally no one would be stupid enough to flee to the enemy, so everyone retreated and fled towards Yingcheng. There are also people who do not hesitate to cross mountains and mountains, swim across rivers, and flee in both north and south directions. Escaping for their lives was originally a matter of the eight immortals crossing the sea to show their powers.

Tens of thousands of Chu Xiang troops, the Chu Xiang army that fled to the north and west was lucky, they either escaped or were captured by the Sichuan and Shu troops who caught up behind, and there was still a life left behind. And the Chu Xiang army, which fled to the south, was miserable, and jumped into the river one by one in a panic, and sank to the bottom, and it was difficult to find the corpse.

After the defeat, Fu Hui, a Chuxiang general who had been hiding in the Chu Xiang army, was taken care of because he scolded Zhu Ce in front of Ge Cifeng, and he had been following Xiang Liangyu's army in order to mix up some military exploits. After the defeat in Wancheng, he finally learned to be a man with his tail between his legs, and he was low-key and abnormal.

This time, he was both unlucky and lucky. Unfortunately, he fled south in the middle of the pawn. Fortunately, he was the last group to prepare to go into the water, but the Sichuan Shu Army and the Tang Gate arrived, and he was forced to escape from the water to be captured, so he left a life...

After Chu Xiangjun fled, Ge Cifeng's carriage was very abrupt, and he was still sitting in the carriage, and he didn't know what to say in his mouth.

Yi Xiaodao grabbed a spear inserted on the side of the road casually, picked up the gun and walked towards Ge Cifeng. Fang Qianlong saw it, and also heard about the three of them, and knew that Yi Xiaodao had something to say to him, and Ge Cifeng couldn't escape anymore, so he didn't bother anymore, and rushed to Chu Hong and Ang Yong's side to rescue the two.

Ang Yong was connected to the joints of his limbs, and bowed to Fang Qianlong: "Elder Ang Yong, the protector of the beggar gang, see the gang leader!" ”

Chu Hong's whole body meridians were lifted, and he looked at Fang Qianlong, so he was not embarrassed, he lowered his head and said nothing...

Yi Xiaodao walked outside the carriage and slowly lifted the curtain with a gun. Ge Cifeng saw Yi Xiaodao, and his cloudy eyes began to slowly regain a trace of clarity.

"You won... I'm a great son... How could he lose to a beggar..."Ge Cifeng said with a wry smile.

Yi Xiaodao shook his head: "I didn't do anything, I just helped Your Majesty crusade against traitors, you didn't lose to me, but to Your Majesty." Or to be precise, you're losing to yourself. ”

Ge Cifeng sprang out of the carriage, grabbed Yi Xiaodao's collar, and roared, "I mean Yue'er!" Yue'er! Who cares about the world? Who cares about this? Isn't it good for me to be a free man? I originally planned to die of old age in the capital! But I met Yue'er, I want her to be the queen, I want her to be the mother of the world, to be the most noble woman in the world, you know?! ”

Although Yi Xiaodao was grabbed by the collar, he was not angry, and still shook his head: "I don't understand, did you ask her?" Did she say she wanted to be a mother? It's just an excuse to satisfy your lusts. ”

"Selfish desires? What are my desires? All I do is for Yue'er! All of them! ”

"I really should tell her where my father and mother are for her sake! And you don't know, what are you not for yourself? ”

Yi Xiaodao's words were like a knife, poking at the most vulnerable place in Ge Cifeng's heart, and he hung his hands weakly: "Yes, I don't know, but I've been lying to her... Even I lied to myself..."

Fang Qianlong led a group of beggar gang disciples over: "How should the account of the beggar gang be calculated?" My beggar gang disciples are charging for you, how do you treat our beggar gang? The Jiang gang leader is also dead, and the eight Dharma Protector Elders are only two of you for your hegemony, and now there are only two left, can you be guilty? ”

"Heh... Hehehe... Hahaha, a person named Hanako, asked me if King Chuxiang was guilty? Hahaha..."Ge Cifeng seemed to have heard the funniest joke in the world, and he laughed so much that he couldn't straighten his waist.

"You!" Fang Qianlong was so angry that he was about to step forward to make a move, but was stopped by Yi Xiaodao: "Is it a major crime of rebellion, or leave it to Your Majesty to deal with." Although I'd love to kill him now! ”

Fang Qianlong knew that Yi Xiaodao had deep feelings for He Yue'er, and the hatred in his heart was no less than his own, so he had to endure it and retreat.

"I'm the king of Chu Xiang! Chu Xiang has been handed down for more than 600 years, how brilliant! Just because you two are called Hanako, and you still want to deal with me! Don't! Ge Cifeng snatched a long sword on the ground that he didn't know where its owner was, and put it on his neck.

"God don't bless Chu!" As Ge Cifeng's last sentence shouted, a splash of bright red flew a few steps away, which showed the great strength...

"Dangchang." The sword came out of his hand and fell to the ground, bleeding profusely...

Ge Cifeng only felt out of breath, instinctively reached out to hold his neck, but stopped abruptly halfway through, put his hand down tremblingly, and glared angrily at Yi Xiaodao and Fang Qianlong.

Seeing this, Yi Xiaodao and Fang Qianlong knew that he had used too much force and could not be saved.

Ge Cifeng was flirtatious on his feet, began to sway a few steps, and fell backwards.

Figures flashed in front of him, obviously he couldn't see his face clearly, but Ge Cifeng knew who it was: Ge Wangong, the king of Chuxiang, Ge Yigang, the father and son, Jiang Rong, Zhu Ce, Tao Fuyi... They are all people who have died directly or indirectly at their own hands...

"Get out of the way, get out of the way, Yue'er, let me see Yue'er again!" Ge Cifeng's throat kept oozing blood, and he couldn't speak, so he could only desperately try to rummage through Yue'er's figure in his mind.

"It's a pity, I didn't see it in the end..."Ge Cifeng fell to the ground, the last thought came to his mind, and his consciousness slowly dissipated...

Fu Qing took He Yue'er to the battlefield, and He Yue'er saw the scene of Ge Cifeng killing himself through Fu Qing's short shoulders.

"Whew, it's good to be dead." He Yue'er breathed a long sigh of relief, and Fu Qing only felt a little chill all over her body...

In the fourth year of Qingguan, the son of Chu Xiang, Ge Cifeng, raised troops to attack Anhui City without authorization, intending to rebel. In the sixth year of Qingguan, Ge Cifeng assassinated Ge Wangong, the king of Chuxiang, and he was defeated and died, because he was the only seedling of the Ge family, the Chu Xiang Ge clan was extinct, and Chu Xiang was returned to the imperial court.