The seven god-breaking arrows were long gone, and Qi Lang shot just ordinary arrows, but their power was still extraordinary.

Catalyzed by the dual power of the powerful internal force and the pigeon's blood ruby, the arrow could no longer see its original shape at all, only like a bright red flame, with the momentum of thunder, volleying a perfect arc.

Qi Lang was not aiming at the fat commander who had made a generous statement, but at the flagpole standing high behind him.

The flagpole was thigh-thick, and a red and white checkered flag hung on it, which was the flag of the so-called Zonghao Republic today, but the flag was obviously the same as the flag of the Otto Empire, except that the flag of the Otto Empire had a darker purple and red background. Just from the comparison of the national flags of the two countries, it can be seen that the great Jiang Ping brothers are simply the lackeys of the Otto Empire. For this reason alone, that ugly flag must fall!

"Boom!"

There was a thunderclap, and the flagpole made of hard oak wood was being broken by the arrow!

The commander was so frightened by this sudden turn that he screamed repeatedly, and his head was in his hands, and his bones rolled to the side, and he had not been seen on the city wall for a long time.

As soon as the red checkered banner symbolizing Jiang Ping's puppet regime fell, the hooded troops were disheartened. In addition, the offensive on the north and south sides was more violent, especially the city gate in the north had collapsed under the bombardment of Lanset's giant axe, and the hooded team was even more crushed by the impact in the hand-to-hand combat. At the same time, most of the siege vehicles on the west road had crossed the moat and were about to approach the tall city walls, and although the hooded team had the intention to resist, the dragon monster's arrow rain attack in the air always lingered. So that they could hide between the battlements with their shields held high. There is no longer the strength to get up and fight back.

More than 10,000 soldiers of the hood squad became deserters. Trying to escape at the East Gate, which was relatively weak in attack, it was a pity that the Shanhai Society, which was the head of the Man, had already set up a net, and those deserters were surrounded by groups before they could rush to the official road, so they had to throw down their weapons and raise their hands to surrender.

And the outpouring of a large number of opponents also gave Shanhaihui a chance. Under the leadership of Man Yushu, more than 1,000 soldiers broke through the east gate of Ningwan Town in one fell swoop. Completely copied the rear road of the enemy army in the city.

Seeing that the other three roads will be lost one after another, the enemy troops on the main battlefield of Ximen soon gave up resistance, and after a while, the white flag was raised high, and the loudspeaker shouted unexpectedly: "Wang Shi, please stop attacking, we are willing to surrender!"

The person who shouted was the general of the hooded team, don't look at him a moment ago, he claimed to be upright and upright, and vowed to be loyal to the great Jiang Ping brothers, but at this moment his tone turned without the slightest guilt.

"We're just pawns who have been forced to do nothing. There is no other way out than to act as cannon fodder. I only hope that the king of Zonghao will have mercy and spare us from death, and we are willing to hand over our weapons and kneel in the dust. ”

Qi Lang and Commander Wen glanced at each other, and saw that the elder really couldn't bear to kill his fellow brothers, so he waved his hand, signaled to stop the attack, and the whole army retreated, waiting for the battle.

"Surrender immediately!"

The shouts of the horn car sounded, the voice was loud, and the tone was filled with the pride of the victors.

Sure enough, the weapons were thrown off the city wall one by one, and in less than half a minute, more than 20,000 hooded team members walked out in disgrace, and it was the general who walked through the moat, and then fell to his knees with a thud, and climbed up step by step: "Meet my king! The little Cheng Xin, the head of the Protector Army, has long despised the hypocrisy and cunning of the puppet regime, and now he can finally see with his own eyes the majestic and holy face of my king, and his admiration is indescribable, and it is not enough to show the reverence of Cheng Xin's face......."

Qi Lang had to admit that he was disappointed in this letter. If he continued to lead the fighters to resist for a while, even if he died on the battlefield in the end, Qi Lang would think that he was a tough man, but now it seems that he is no different from those despicable bureaucrats, who have climbed to his current position by means of flattery. But this flattering remark made Gulf feel very useful, he secretly stabbed Qi Lang in the back, and said with a smile: "This guy is a talent, don't you think?"

Qi Lang and Commander Wen were walking forward with a large group of men and horses to accept the surrender of the enemy, and when they heard this, they both turned their heads to look at Gurf in surprise, revealing incomprehensible eyes.

"If you say he's a rice bucket, I can agree, talent? Qi Lang shook his head vigorously.

Gulf squeezed his eyes and smiled, "If you evaluate him by the role of the commander, of course he can be called a rice bucket, and I completely agree with that." However, different types of people are judged by different standards, and if you judge a fish by its ability to climb trees, he will think he is stupid for the rest of his life. ”

Qi Lang cried and laughed even more: "I really underestimate you, Gurf, it seems that you have a lot of research on employment......"

"Don't you think his style of language resembles a man's?" Gurf laughed wickedly, "that noble lord far away in Shachttown is likely to be your de jure father's Lieutenant Colonel William. ”

"De jure father, oh, we generally call it father-in-law in Middle-earth......" At this point, Qi Lang hurriedly stopped his mouth, because he almost fell into a dilemma on that title--recognize Lieutenant Colonel William's sycophant as his father-in-law? Thinking of this, Qi Lang even had a flame of ignorance in his mind.

Fortunately, Gulf's focus is not on the complicated emotional entanglement, but on his own perfect idea. So Qi Lang forgave him for being so unappetizing, and by the way, he also forgave Lieutenant Colonel William, who shamelessly hated the guy.

"Mr. Chengxin, is it?" Before Qi Lang and Head Wen officially took over the white flag, Gulf preemptively asked the fat ball lying on the ground, "Do you have any other hobbies in your spare time?"

Cheng Xin was asked, and he opened his mouth for a while, for fear that he would accidentally end up with a small fate: "Uh...... The villain's hobby is to read the biographies of great men...... and then accompany the eighty-year-old mother to worship the Buddha...... By the way, we also worship the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit......! Whether it is Eastern or Western, as long as it is a noble god, we worship it. ”

Gulf became even more proud when he heard this, and turned back to Qi Lang and Captain Wen and said, "It's no different from what I guessed - he is a sycophant, and he is a very literate sycophant." This man is of great use, believe me, we will definitely need him!"

Captain Wen showed a slight gloom: "How can this kind of shameless guy be of the slightest use, little brother is joking!"

But Gulf didn't care about that, and still said with a smile on his eyebrows: "You also know that the current Zonghao Kingdom is at a critical moment in employing people, and it is necessary to make the best use of people's talents. If I were to arrange it, I would definitely give him a role as a historian. It's up to this guy to record the glorious deeds of our formidable King. I can guarantee that no one writes better than him, and no one can write more credibly. ”

Qi Lang was so angry that his face turned white. But Head Wen turned his anger into joy, and laughed out loud: "This is reasonable, the little brother really knows how to use people well." Wen once heard Westerners say that the so-called history is nothing more than a lie that is widely accepted by the public. And this lie, if written by an upright person, would be too blunt and cold to accept. It would be much smoother to be made up by such a shameless person, and such an idea would be an excellent arrangement. ”

Hearing that he had received such a judgment, Cheng Xin did not show an embarrassed expression at all, but was a little complacent, he knelt forward and climbed two steps forward, and presented the snow-white banner with both hands: "Being able to serve my king is what Cheng Xin has pursued all his life." Please rest assured that in order to accomplish this glorious task, Cheng Xin will definitely work hard to write a book for the king of Zonghao and achieve an immortal name through the ages. ”

Qi Lang wanted to find an excuse to resign, and it was best to put the guy who saw the wind and steered the rudder in prison, but since Captain Wen had already spoken, he thought that the old gentleman should have a deeper intention in his heart, so he shook his head helplessly, took the flag from Cheng Xin's hand, and at the same time raised his arm high to announce the victory of this decisive battle.

Cheers rang out, and a smile of excitement appeared on each soldier's face.

This battle can be said to be bloodless, with only three or four hundred casualties, but all the main forces of the hood team were captured. The soldiers began to be convinced that the young man they were following was the god of heaven, and under his leadership, it would not be long before the kingdom of Zong Hao would return to its former glory - the bloody nightmare was long gone, the light was about to return to the earth, and the beautiful world was just around the corner!

But just as the soldiers were happily clearing the battlefield and placing their surrendered troops, Corporal Wilson, who was in charge of reconnoitring the military situation, suddenly heard a warning flag from afar, and following the direction of his arm, it could be seen that on the official road to the southwest, several tall horses rushed over like arrows. Those horses are slightly smaller than the pure-blooded war horses in the West, but they can run at a speed that is not inferior, and they still run at a speed of three to five kilometers, which shows that their endurance is amazing.

"Rangers?" Qi Lang's brow furrowed.

According to the news from King Mihuan, all the ranger warriors of Dongyi have surrendered and become a strong weapon for the Mingyu Kingdom to resist the Otto Empire, but how could they appear here at this critical moment? Could it be that something has happened again?

In the blink of an eye, several Ranger warriors had already rushed to the front, turned over and jumped off their horses, led by Wilson and hurriedly walked in front of Qi Lang, bowed with his right arm across his chest, and said in a low voice: "King Zonghao, Lujia Town is about to be attacked by the Dragon Legion, please send troops back to rescue as soon as possible." (To be continued......)