On the tower of the city gate, the frightened Fan Jiangong leaned against the city wall and gasped.

No one dared to approach His Royal Highness, who was almost mad, and Fan Jiangong, who held Gnima's scimitar in his hand, did not allow anyone to come near him.

His face was covered in blood and he looked unusually hideous.

The blood is Gneema's.

Fan Jiangong, whose legs were weak, couldn't stand up, and he didn't want to stand up.

I'm afraid that another flying arrow will shoot him through the heart.

Although he couldn't see who shot Gneema who was holding him hostage, Fan Jiangong could be sure that it was not his own people who shot him.

If his own shot it, he wouldn't have spared the archer.

What if you miss or miss?

Won't you put Your Highness to death?

After settling down a little, he smelled a fishy smell, and glanced left and right, Fan Jiangong changed to hold the knife with one hand, supported the ground with both hands, and pushed the ground with both legs, moving to the side or so.

The crotch of his pants was already cold, but fortunately there was a hem to cover it, so as not to let others see his embarrassment.

Leaning his head on the city wall, Fan Jiangong breathed a sigh of relief, the city was already full of the sound of fighting, he wanted to look sideways from the battlements to see the battle situation, but he couldn't turn his head.

After the two arrows were successful, Liu Chengyin shot a few more arrows at the Tubo camp, and several generals under the command of Kumora fell in response.

Liu Chengyin put the big bow on his back, drew his sword, and ran in the direction of his own people.

The deputy marshal can't trust the people who are close to Liangcheng, and if he runs away from a few Tubo people, it will be a big deal.

When Feng Yuan and Kumoro fought fiercely, Liu Chengyin could see clearly from a distance, if it wasn't for the accident that gave birth to Gnima, Liu Chengyin might not have shot out so early.

He also wanted to see what other means Feng Yuan had.

After all, Feng Yuan was not their deputy marshal in Liangzhou.

is acting on the scene now, and it may not be possible to meet each other in the future.

Feng Yuan single-handedly cut off the feathered arrow that pierced Kumoro's neck, reached out and grabbed Kumoro's head and threw it back, waved his big hand, and shouted: "Kill Lao Tzu, don't leave a single one!"

After speaking, Feng Yuan turned around and walked towards the city step by step.

The leaderless Tubo people were already in disarray, and when they saw that the leaders were all killed, they all retreated, turned around and fled for their lives.

The 2,000 men buried in the forest saw that Kumara was dead, and the lieutenant commander knew that the general situation was gone, so he beckoned everyone to retreat, and happened to meet the 5,000 men and horses in the shade of willows.

The Tibetan people, who thought that it were their own people, had a great increase in confidence in their hearts, and the lieutenant general walked forward quickly and asked: "Where is General Liu, and ...... under the command of General Jiu?"

A feathered arrow flew in, and he died inexplicably before he could report his name.

Liu Chengyin's lieutenant beckoned, and a row of archers appeared, and the arrows swooped down on the panicked Tibetans like locusts.

After a few rounds of shooting, most of the Tubo people were killed and wounded, and they had no choice but to flee in the direction of Liangcheng, who had been secretly surrounded by Liu Chengyin.

Liu Chengyin had already come to the battlefield and ordered to go down, some of them stayed to count the corpses of the Tubo people, and the other part of them went to hunt down the Tubo people who were still desperately fleeing.

The battle was fought without suspense.

Feng Yuan, who had climbed the city gate tower, frowned slightly when he saw Fan Jiangong with a bloodstained face, and then he stepped forward quickly and walked towards Fan Jiangong.

Seeing Feng Yuan appear, Fan Jiangong's lips trembled twice, and it took a lot of effort before he said, "Sir, you are back, this son almost went to see the king of Hades." ”

Feng Yuan looked ashamed, half-knelt in front of Fan Jiangong and bowed his head and said, "It was His Majesty's disadvantage that made His Highness frightened!"

Fan Jiangong, who escaped death, still has the heart to hold Feng Yuan responsible, and now on this city gate, the only one he can trust is this deputy marshal in the army.

It is true that the soldiers around him are soldiers from Bazhou, but he Fan Jiangong does not know anyone.

From the subordination relationship of identity alone, Fan Jiangong can't find a place to reassure himself.

Feng Yuan, who lowered his head, smelled the smell of urine.

Such a highness is worthy of his help to ascend to the throne.

Fan Jiangong straightened up, and finally felt some strength in his body, he threw Gneema's scimitar, grabbed Feng Yuan's arm with his left hand and said, "Where is this, deputy marshal, please get up quickly!"

Feng Yuan stood up and took Fan Jiangong by the hand.

With the help of Feng Yuan's strength, Fan Jiangong finally stood up, turned his head to look at the battlefield under the city, and asked in a low voice, "Sir, how is the battle going?"

Feng Yuan said lightly: "That Gu Moro has been killed, and now the Tubo people are like fish and meat on the chopping board, we are just reaping the merits of war." ”

Fan Jiangong didn't see how Kumoro died, and exclaimed: "It's still Mr. Profound skills, what is the first warrior of Tubo, in front of Mr. is just a chicken and a dog." ”

Feng Yuan chuckled lightly and didn't explain.

Fan Jiangong was silent for a moment, and finally couldn't help asking, "Deputy Marshal, do you know who killed the person who held the son of this world hostage with an arrow?"

Feng Yuan looked into the distance, pondered for a moment and said: "Your Highness, I don't know, it should be the people from Liangzhou who made the move, I didn't expect that among the people in Liangzhou, there is such an arrow master." ”

Fan Jiangong let out an "oh", and then asked, "Deputy Marshal, why did you jump off the city first, instead of opening the city gate to meet the enemy?"

Feng Yuan's eyes shrank, and he snorted coldly and said, "I didn't expect that the Tibetan barbarians were so cunning, and there were Tubo people among the people of Bazhou under the city. Although these Tibetans were few in number, it was easy to cause chaos in front of the city gates. He Kumaro is waiting for the chaos in front of my city gate, so that he can lead his troops into the city, Your Highness, at that time, even if we have more people than the Tibetans, but there are so many people in the city, we will be very passive. ”

Fan Jiangong frowned and said: "Since this is the case, why should the deputy marshal open the city gate? It's just a few dozen common people, and if they die, they will die, so where can they risk the deputy marshal's life." ”

Fan Jiangong didn't say half a sentence, but Feng Yuan also knew the meaning of his words.

If the city gate is not opened, why would he be in danger.

Feng Yuan turned his head to look at Fan Jiangong and arched his hand and said: "Your Highness, these Tubo people have all been sent to the door, there is absolutely no reason not to fight, not to mention that we are waiting for work, if we defend the city gate to the death, let the Tubo people shoot and kill the people of Bazhou, I am afraid that we will humiliate the king." ”

Fan Jiangong's mind turned, and he had already understood the meaning of Feng Yuan's words, and smiled awkwardly and said: "This son of the world is concerned about the safety of Mr. Fang, so he is a little angry with those poor people. ”

Feng Yuan nodded slightly and said: "Thank you Your Highness for your concern, Your Highness rest assured, it's not me Feng Yuan who is conceited, on this battlefield, I can't find a person who can take my Feng Yuan's life, even if I stand alone in front of the city gate?"

Fan Jiangong looked at the domineering Feng Yuan and chuckled: "Having the deputy marshal here is my blessing in Bazhou!"

Feng Yuan then whispered to Fan Jiangong: "Your Highness, your subordinates didn't think that there were still people mixed with that group of displaced people, so I ordered them to be brought into the city and taken care of. ”

Fan Jiangong slapped his palm on the city wall, and said hatefully: "Sir, I don't blame you for this matter, but what this Shizi didn't expect is that this person is hidden among the group of displaced people, and no one has warned him, even if I am near Liangcheng, they don't dare to speak out." ”

Feng Yuan shook his head slightly and said, "Your Highness, because they are afraid of death!"

Fan Jiangong was about to say more, but Feng Yuan waved his hand and said: "Your Highness, this matter is still caused by the negligence of my subordinates, and the ministers will definitely investigate and deal with it strictly and take it as a warning." ”

Seeing this, Fan Jiangong glanced at Feng Yuan, nodded and said, "Since this is the case, this matter will be handled by Mr."

Feng Yuan saw that the city had collected troops and returned to the city, so he turned his head and said to Fan Jiangong: "Your Highness, this battle is over, let's wait for the distinguished guests to come to the door!"

"Guest?"

Feng Yuan smiled and said, "After all, it was the one who saved His Highness with one arrow, and he can be called a distinguished guest!"

Liu Chengyin ordered his subordinates to be stationed five miles outside Jinliang City, and he only brought a few personal soldiers to Jinliang City.

Fifty zhang away from the front of the city, Liu Chengyin no longer moved forward, and someone led troops to meet him.

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Udongzan had already drunk two jars of wine.

He was also drunk when he was smashed like this by a bird.

And the bird, plucked from its feathers, was roasted on the fire.

Ying didn't know in three episodes, his arrow can be called a "double eagle".

The Tianshan Snow Eagle should naturally know it in the third episode, and he also knew that the Tianshan Snow Eagle was equivalent to the carrier pigeon of the Central Plains in the hands of the Tubo people.

When this divine bird flew out of the Wudongzan camp last time, he knew that someone had reported to the king of Tubo.

He thought it was Wu Dongzan who reported the military situation.

It just so happened that he also needed the king of Tubo to receive this letter.

When this snow eagle returned again, in the eyes of Ying Sanji, its mission had been completed, so he bent his bow and shot down this Tianshan snow eagle.

As for whether Wudong Zansheng is angry or not, he doesn't care about the three episodes, he can't wait for Wudong Zansheng to come to Xingshi to ask for guilt.

To his surprise, Udonzan didn't react at all, as if the bird had nothing to do with him.

The grease dripping on the coals puffed, and the smell of meat wafted in, and Ying Sanji said to the soldiers beside him: "Go, send half of this roasted snow eagle to General Wu, and say that this commander rewarded him!"

Someone took the snow eagle off the fire, cut it in half, put it in a food box, and walked towards the camp of Udongzan.

Wu Dongzan looked at the snow eagle meat on the plate, reached out and tore off an eagle leg, and chewed it heavily.

He didn't expect that Deputy Marshal Ying could still think of him after eating a snow eagle meat, the original depressed mood was swept away, and after taking a sip of wine, he secretly wondered if this deputy marshal wanted to win him over.

Wu Dongzan learned a sentence from the Han people's books, which is called good birds choose trees to perch.

Kumara is a person, but some of them are too blind.

It's still a bit hard to use my brain.

Eating the food of other Liangzhou people every day, and setting up a shelf against the willows, even if he has the ability to be proud, but he will never learn to forbear.

Kumaro dared to speak wildly in front of Zarudokin.

The first warrior of Tubo was sealed by the king of Tubo himself, and the complacent Kumaro was on the top of the main hall and was ashamed of the king of Tubo.

If it weren't for the Han people's tactics, my Kumora might not have disarmed and surrendered.

What I Kumara was born with divine power, and Zen Master Huiming saw that my bones were strange and accepted me as a disciple.

Later, Kumara performed the stunt of the golden bell jar on the top of the main hall.

Udonzan knew that if Kumara's golden bell jar had been broken, he would have died.

Half of the eagle was eaten up, Wu Dongzan wiped his mouth, stood up, and decided to visit Deputy Marshal Ying, at this time someone came to report, saying that the deputy marshal had a life, and ordered General Wu to quickly lead people to pull out and go to General Yingwu.

Wu Dongzan smiled, and his opportunity to surrender had come.

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At the stone steps at the entrance of the mountain gate of the Liberation Gate, a little fat man was laboriously weaving a bamboo sweep.

The little fat man was the senior brother in Xing Yunqi's mouth that day, Wu Neng.

The reason why Wu Neng made a bamboo sweep here was not the task given to him by his teacher, but because he had nothing to do, so he made a bamboo sweep here to pass the time.

After Master Huiyuan went to Xiliang City, this hiking trail was cleaned by the miscellaneous disciples in turn.

Wu Neng is not on duty.

Because in a sense, he is not a disciple of the miscellaneous room.

His good master still didn't care about him.

He was not even asked to do his homework.

Bored, he once took the initiative to ask to do his homework, but after doing it for a day, he was kicked out by the first Dharma Master in the Dharma Hall.

Because he always sleeps.

For the sake of his teacher's face, the Dharma Master did not punish him, but just told him that it was enough to have a Buddha in his heart, and there was no need to do his homework every day.

Wu Neng was very puzzled, so why did the other senior brothers have to do their homework?

The Dharma Master patted his head and said, "Because you are a Wu Neng!"

Gono thought about it for a long time, but he didn't understand why this reason could be a reason.

If he couldn't figure it out, he didn't want to, and then he wanted to learn martial arts, but after he begged for a circle, no one taught him, because he had a master, and he, except for the weird master who begged him.

In the square outside the mountain gate, the shouts of the warrior monks shook the sky, and Wu Neng pursed his lips, stopped what he was doing, stood up, and dragged a large pile of scattered bamboo branches to the shadows.

The bamboo branch was cut by the senior brother of the miscellaneous room for him, and someone helped to weave the bamboo sweep, and the senior brother was still very happy.

Wu Neng couldn't understand, the sun was so full above his head, and the warrior monks in the square were tanned one by one, so he didn't know to find some shades to practice?

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I practice those sets of boxing techniques over and over again every day, how come my mind to learn martial arts from Shikong Sect is not bright?

He's seen it all.

After shaking the fat of his body, he laboriously moved a large number of bamboo branches to his position, sat down with his buttocks, and before he could continue to weave, a voice came, "Little monk, what is your Dharma name? Wouldn't it block the way of the mountaineers by weaving bamboo sweeps here?"

Wu Neng raised his head when he heard the sound, how could he have more people in front of him in a flash?

He stood up, looked down, saw that no one had come up, and looked at the person in front of him a few more times.

This person looked about the same age as his "mentor", with a gentle face and a smile on his face, which made it strange that this person and the two behind him were just like him, with a light on their heads.

But they wore a hat on their heads.

Wu Neng sneered and laughed out loud, how can this hat be similar to a cockscomb?

Looking at their costumes, they are also different from their own.

The man put one hand on his chest and said, "Amitabha, why is the little master laughing?"

Wu Neng glanced at the man and said, "I laughed when I wanted to laugh, where did you come from, and you dared to pretend to be a member of my Buddhist sect?"