With a loud bang, the heavy gate of Qingyun Pass collapsed under the impact of the crash.

The door is broken.

The Xiliang army swarmed in, like a fierce beast out of the forest.

Lu Bing rode into the Xiliang army, scattered them and slashed with his sword, shouting, "Soldiers, the gate is broken, and our bodies are broken!"

"The bones of the faithful are buried everywhere in the yellow sand, why should the horse leather shroud be returned!"

The soldiers of the Northwest Army fought with their knives and repeated the words of the landing ice, "The Northwest Army is here, and the country is here!"

"The bones of the faithful are buried everywhere in the yellow sand, why should the horse leather shroud be returned!"

The tragic scream was the last word they left for this world.

Zhao Chen ignored the Xiliang army that attacked the city, and only stared at the king of Xiliang who drove his horse to the city gate on the city wall, and leaped down from the city wall in Wei Xiao's exclamation.

He spun in the air to avoid the rain of arrows that shot at him, and with a long sword, he picked off the Xiliang soldiers on the horse, turned around and fell on the horse, and rushed towards the king of Xiliang.

King Xiliang's hand holding the knife tightened, his body was slightly tense, and his sharp eyes were squinted, like a wild beast looking at the prey that came to the door to die.

The guards beside him stood in front of him and looked at Zhao Chen vigilantly, and King Xiliang said, "Get out of the way, let him come."

The guards got out of the way.

Zhao Chen single-handedly rushed into the encirclement of the guards without hesitation, and stabbed at the King of Xiliang with his sword.

King Xiliang raised his sword to block his blow and attacked with a backhand.

Zhao Chen had never fought against the King of Xiliang, and only guessed that since he could lead his troops into battle, his martial arts would definitely not be weak. But it was so strong, it was still beyond his expectations.

If you continue to fight alone like this, you will definitely lose, don't want to hurt him in the slightest.

The two struggled for more than half an hour, Zhao Chen sold a flaw, and King Xiliang swung his knife and slashed at his shoulder.

Zhao Chen didn't dodge, he took the knife hard, and at the same time, a dagger fell into his other hand, and stabbed King Xiliang's neck fiercely when the knife fell on his shoulder.

King Xiliang quickly withdrew his sword to dodge, but he was able to dodge the fatal blow, and a cut was made in his neck, and blood flowed.

The guards exclaimed in surprise and rushed up to attack Zhao Chen, and Wei Xiao, who was blocked on the periphery, also found that the prince was injured and shouted, "Prince!"

Zhao Chen was surrounded by the guards of the King of Xiliang.

His eyes were scarlet, full of bloodthirsty ferocity, and the slashing in his hands had no defense, only offense. His right arm was injured and he couldn't lift his sword, so he used his left hand. Blood was gurgling from his arm, surging faster with his movements.

He didn't guard against the people behind him, and only slashed and slashed the guards who were blocking him in the direction of King Xiliang. He had already been struck with several swords in his back, but he didn't seem to sense the pain, and he didn't even frown when the sword pierced him.

King Xiliang raised his eyebrows, hugging his chest and looking at this desperate prince of Great Zhou.

He raised his hand to stop the siege of the guards, and Zhao Chen came to him.

King Xiliang looked at Zhao Chen, his voice was as cold as ice, which made people's spines shiver, "Your goal is not to defend the city, but to kill this king, why?"

Although his Da Zhou official speech is not fluent, it is also very good.

Zhao Chen also looked at him, he was different from the rugged and fierce people of Xiliang, with a noble handsomeness in his appearance, and it was even more pleasing to the eye when he smiled like this. It's just that you can't look at his sharp eyes that shine coldly.

Those eyes can kill.

Zhao Chen said, "Your goal is not to break the country, but to be a woman, why?"

King Xiliang laughed, "It turns out that you covet your imperial aunt."

Zhao Chen was shocked by this person's keenness, and said coldly, "She is Lone's imperial aunt, and Lone should protect her. If it is another woman, the lonely one will protect each other."

King Xiliang shook his head with a smile, "This king can't be wrong when he sees it. A man's love for a woman cannot be hidden."

Can't hide it?

Zhao Chen smiled bitterly in his heart, he sealed his heart for You Ning, he felt that he was hiding it well.

But King Xiliang is a stranger, unexpectedly

And then you can see it?

Then he should be more careful in the future, and he should hide better.

If only he could live.

Zhao Chen said, "That's respect for the elders, you Xiliang people don't understand. With a woman and a dignified princess of Jin in exchange for the peace of the country, what kind of face does Lone have to be this prince."

King Xiliang sighed and said, "The prince of the Great Zhou is a little bloody, but also a little human. Son Xiao's father, this sentence is considered to be wrong by this king." Chinese Net

He lamented, "It's a pity......

Zhao Chen stared at him and asked, "Do you recognize Lone's father?"

King Xiliang smiled and sneered, "Naturally, I recognize it. The two countries have been fighting for so many years, even if they have not met on the battlefield, this king will always have a way to sneak into the Great Zhou and catch a glimpse of Emperor Qingming."

Zhao Chen felt a lot of hostility and ridicule from it.

"No, you have old grudges."

King Xiliang smiled, touching the blood that was still flowing on his neck, which was faintly black.

He said, "I think you have an old grudge against this king. Your dagger is quenched."

Zhao Chen pursed his lips and looked at him, "But you're fine."

King Xiliang smiled easily, "Ordinary poisons can't hurt this king."

"That's a shame, I didn't have time to find an unusual poison." Zhao Chen said, the long sword in his hand stabbed at him suddenly!

But Zhao Chen was already at the end of the crossbow after all, and the strength and speed in his hand were already insufficient, so King Xiliang easily dodged it.

At the same time, the surrounding guards besieged again.

King Xiliang watched from the sidelines, and once again regretted, "If you weren't the prince of Great Zhou, with your courage, this king would want to spare your life."

Zhao Chen bit his lip tightly and fought with Xiliang's guards.

But blood continued to flow from the corners of his lips.

More and more.

More and more.

Eventually, his mouth was full of blood and he could no longer hold it.

As soon as he let go, a mouthful of blood gushed out, staining his lips red and his face magnificent.

He raised his hand and wiped his lips, and the edge of his mouth was even more colorful, echoing his bloodthirsty eyes like ghosts, and the guards couldn't help but shudder.

It is true that this prince of the Great Zhou Dynasty has been hit by so many swords, and he can be so fierce, which is really terrifying.

The offensive in their hands slowed slightly.

King Xiliang saw the guard's fear, and said lightly, "What are you hesitating about? Kill."

The guards looked abrupt, and the offensive in their hands became fierce again, and the swords stabbed at Zhao Chen again and again.

Zhao Chen finally couldn't hold it anymore in Wei Xiao's sad screams, and his body like a mountain was planted on the ground.

His vision was blurry, and red was all around.

The sky is red, the sand is red, and the people are red.

He seemed to see the big red wedding room, a delicate woman dressed in a crimson wedding dress, holding a wine jug in her hand, drunk on the table, muttering, "Your Highness, why?"

Zhao Chen closed his eyes.

It's Lone's fault.

I'm sorry, I can't protect you in this life.