The city defense army poured into the streets and confronted the Blue Feather Army head-on, showing no mercy.

The sergeants stationed in Changle City are almost all natives of Changle, and what they have to do is to protect their homeland, whether the other party is the prince or someone else.

Home, where their relatives and friends live, carries their bodies and souls, and all the yearning and memories are in this land.

The people who were called into the city defense army were all young and middle-aged men, although they had not been instructed by masters, but they also had full strength.

Fighting alone, the elite Lan Ling Army was no match for the elite Lan Ling Army, so they swarmed up in groups of three or two, and used their bodies to block the sharp swords.

Chasing the soul of the golden dragon and going out for half a mile, Nie Xiang, heard the sound of killing from all sides, and then he understood the plan to divert the tiger from the mountain, and when he returned to Yongle Fang, the building was already empty.

"Gu Nanli, Jin Xifeng!Where did the people go!" Nie Xiang's voice was fierce, pointing at the noses of the two big swordsmen, and it was a stinking scolding.

The injured Wang Xiuping is not something that the two of them can stay, not to mention that there are twelve musicians as helpers, and they successfully came out of the main gate.

Yongle Fang ambushed a number of crossbowmen here, shot a group of brocade guards, and then drew their short knives to block the way with their lives.

There were corpses everywhere, and there were a few horses standing at the mouth of the alley in the distance, and the officials of Changle City were sitting on horseback, looking around with haggard faces.

The prince is crazy, he really dares to make a big move in Zhongzhou, Song Shuya was a little scared when he saw Nie Xiang angry and walked towards him with his sideburns scattered.

"Nie ...... Grandpa Nie, what do you want to do! Say it over there, I can hear you. ”

Nie Xiang grabbed him from his horse, grabbed him by the collar and asked, "The city defense army, why did the city defense army come out!"

"I don't know, I don't know! Saying that, Song Shuya pointed at Li Qing, who was glaring at Nie Xiang.

"If the prince's big thing is ruined, none of you will survive!"

Throwing Song Shuya to the ground like a sack, glared at Li Qing, and chased the rest of the people in the direction of the Shen family.

Chu Chunqiu, who was beaten to the point that his nose was blue and his face was swollen, took the opportunity to get out of the crowd and slipped away with the team.

Seeing that Nie Xiang was gone, an official stepped forward to support their prefect and escorted him to the prefect's compound.

Li Qing didn't go back, patted the horse and followed the road where Jinyiwei left, and followed carefully, he was not in the Bingfeng Tower, but the city defense army poured out, that must have been done by Xu Yin.

The deputy chief soldier has partnered with him for many years, and he knows each other's tempers very well, Xu Yin is rough and unsuitable for officialdom, so he will come to Changle City as a deputy chief soldier.

When he saw the chaos in the city, he couldn't help but lead his troops to kill him.

Things were similar to what he thought, Xu Yin rushed all the way with his spear, and everywhere he went, leaving no room alive, 30,000 city defenders lit torches everywhere, released sentry arrows, and connected the formation.

Nie Xiang's anger was like the sound of whistles and arrows sounding everywhere rising rapidly, "Damn it, damn it! As long as you see anyone in the way, kill them all! I will explain if something happens!"

The Lan Ling army brought out from the Prince's Mansion was only three or five thousand people, and at this time, under the strangulation of the city defense army, they were completely damaged, and only the more than 100 people around him remained.

After passing through the wine shop in just 100 steps, he met the city defense army led by Xu Yin, and it was convenient to start without saying a word.

Jinyiwei made a move, recruiting and killing, the city defense army fell like cutting leeks, Xu Yin raised his gun and swept away, and also knocked down a large area of the Blue Ling army.

"Is that you guy, making trouble, give me death!" Nie Xiang was three or four meters away, raised his palm and patted it, the true qi handprint pressed on the armor on Xu Yin's chest, and the armor cast by Shen Yin was slapped into a palm print.

Xu Yin felt that his eyes were dark, as if he had smashed a heavy hammer on his chest, and his body flew out uncontrollably, smashing the stone wall on the side of the street.

The bricks around him kept falling, and every breath was bloody, Xu Yin tried to hold his breath and slowly calm down the qi and blood before he got up again from the pile of stones.

Not to mention the crumbling of the armor, the horse was dragged to the ground and neighed.

"Grandpa Nie, cough cough," Xu Yin spat two mouthfuls of bloody phlegm, and the tip of the gun drew a spark on the ground, "Did the prince ask you to do this?"

Nie Xiang sneered: "You have made a big mistake, and you have to pull so many city defense troops to die, and when you wait for Huangquan Road, you won't let you go!"

In the melee around the city, the city defense army was an absolute disadvantage, and the reinforcements attracted by the sentry arrows were all blocked at the corner of the street, with two big swordsmen guarding the door, and thousands of troops and horses were also sad.

Ordinary sergeants have never practiced martial arts, and they are all supported by their blood, and they are not stupid by the battle with a huge disparity in strength.

Xu Yin narrowed his eyes, and picked up Nie Xiang with one hand and a gun, although he practiced martial arts, he was also only able to achieve three realms, and the tip of the spear was blocked by a finger, unable to advance an inch.

"Protect me for a long time!" he yelled in a hoarse voice, clamping the handle of the gun with his armpit and pressing forward.

No matter how hard he could, he couldn't shake Nie Xiang in the slightest, his feet were firmly steady, he pointed at the tip of the gun, shook his wrist, and the black iron spear actually shattered inch by inch, and swept towards Xu Yin.

The pieces of iron were sharper than the blades, shattering the armor outside his body and splattering blood.

Ordinary people had already died when they suffered this blow, but Xu Yin puffed up his lower abdomen and stood up again.

Without the big gun, he took out the saber at his waist and staggered to the other party again.

The sword body was broken into three sections, and his right arm hung down weakly, Xu Yin was once again knocked out, rolled on the ground seven or eight times, and stopped quietly.

Nie Xiang shook his hand and continued to move along the alley. He stepped over Xu Yin's body, but felt his ankle being grabbed and gently pulled back.

"It's really noisy!" Nie Xiang kicked Xu Yin's head, sinking deep into the bluestone slab.

The hand that grabbed the ankle had not yet let go, and the sticky blood on the palm of the hand stained the trouser leg and cloth shoes.

With another kick, he stepped the palm into the stone slab, and Nie Xiang shook his ankle disgustingly, but he did not shake off the blood.

He usually likes to be clean, and even has some cleanliness habits, and he can't see his clothes dirty.

"Protecting ...... I...... Long...... Joy ......"

A gust of wind blew behind Nie Xiang, but when he turned around, he saw Xu Yin standing up straight, his right arm shrugged, and his left hand reversed into a strange angle.

I couldn't lift my head, and I just kicked my neck off, but I was still able to stand up.

"Protecting ...... I...... Long...... Joy ......"

He whispered and repeated the four words.

Nie Xiang walked up to him and put his hand under his nose without the slightest breath.

His chest did not rise or fall, and he was already dead and could not die again.

"Protecting ...... I...... Long...... Joy ......"

These four words seem to be chewed in the mouth and slowly spit out.

One word at a time, the sound is extremely clear.