Shocking.

Yu Wenhong rushed to the health hall with Qinglongwei at full speed, but the further he went, the more frightened he felt, so he couldn't help but slow down his pace and feel timid.

Although Yu Wenhong is the third son of the imperial lieutenant, he has actually stayed in the capital since he was a child and has never been on the battlefield. It is strange to say that if the princes and nobles in the general court want to deliberately cultivate an heir, they should give him the most rigorous training, otherwise it is not enough to become a weapon. It is impossible for Yu Wenlie not to understand this truth, so his other two sons were sent to the battlefield one after another, and the eldest son Yu Wensu also returned to Beijing to become a court lieutenant after making some achievements, but Yu Wenlie was not at ease with his youngest son, and kept him with him, for fear that something would happen to him.

When you get old, your heart is a little soft after all.

Therefore, if Yu Wenhong is allowed to play tricks, lynching, and kill people, it is quite handy, but once he encounters a real big scene, he really can't adapt to it for a while. But the Qinglongwei behind him, most of them have been soldiers, Yu Wenhong also understands that as a general, he can't lose face in front of his subordinates, don't say anything ugly on his face, if people laugh at them behind their backs, that's the last thing he wants to see.

So Yu Wenhong endured the discomfort, looked at the tragic scene of corpses on the main road, and twisted his brows into the word "Chuan".

The air was filled with a heavy smell of blood, which made his chest tight, his breath was short, his breath was poor, and his stomach was churning, and he wanted to vomit. Yu Wenhong pinched his thigh fiercely, trying to sober himself up a little with a little stimulation from the pain, and then he shook his head vigorously and took a deep breath.

"Gross!"

Qinglongwei behind him looked at Yu Wenhong with a cloudy face and did not speak.

Yu Wenhong was half-squatting, his back had been bent into a bow, he was panting heavily, and his face had become pale. It wasn't until his abdomen was already hot and unconscious that he took out a handkerchief and wiped the marks on the corner of his mouth, then threw it away, raised his head, and stood up straight.

After spitting it out, he felt much better, and his brain was much clearer, so he led Qinglongwei to the front again, and even began to look at the corpses that fell to the ground along the way, and his brain began to work quickly.

Most of these people are blood banner soldiers wearing red robes and red armor, and a few of them are guys with black night clothes all over their bodies, and they even cover their faces, revealing only a pair of bloodthirsty eyes. Judging by his dress, he looks like an assassin and a rumored dead soldier.

"Where did these people come from?" Yu Wenhong thought like this, he thought that no matter what Sikong wanted to do outside the Qilin Gate, it would be impossible to put this kind of guy in front of the Qilin Guard, and these people obviously did not reach the point where they could sneak into the palace unknowingly like the Ming Kings of Tianxin Sect, so they ......

Yu Wenhong was shocked, and said in his heart, didn't this group of black-clothed people just come out of the palace? Who still has the ability to hide so many people in the palace?

Yuwen Hong glanced at the deputy general on the side, the latter understood, beckoned dozens of people to step forward to inspect the bodies of these black-clothed people, and unceremoniously picked a few dead-looking whole people to take a look. Yu Wenhong took out a handkerchief and covered his nose, his brows furrowed even deeper, and finally he felt a little spicy, and he turned his head and couldn't bear to look at it again.

"General Wei. The lieutenant trotted back.

Yu Wenhong looked sideways slightly, and said in a muffled voice: "What did you find?"

The adjutant general's expression was a little serious, and he replied in a deep voice: "These people are not ordinary, they are full of hidden weapons all over their bodies, and they also have poison for suicide in their mouths...... But the identity of these people is not clear, and it can be inferred from their means alone that they must be dead soldiers in the service of someone!"

"Dead ......" Yu Wenhong repeated these two words in a low voice, his right index finger rhythmically tapped his forehead, as if he was thinking about something, and then connected to the changes between the two of them before and after Sikong Fantasy, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and a smile rose at the corner of his mouth: "Sikong Quan's old fox has been dormant for many years, and he actually raised a dead man?

"Interesting. ”

Yu Wenhong thought it was very interesting, because in his opinion, Tianxin Sect was still with him, and they were still playing with the emperor, but at this time, a third party came to intervene, which made things more interesting.

He suddenly remembered what Mo Jun had said, the war was too heavy and cold, so it needed a little surprise. Yu Wenhong has never liked Mo Jun, but at this time he suddenly agreed with him, Yu Wenhong likes surprises, otherwise it will be too boring.

So he once again set his eyes in the direction of the health hall, raised his hand high, and waved it down.

"Forward!"

The situation outside the health hall was even more miserable, as tragic as hell, but at this moment the hell was very quiet.

The Blood Banner Army was almost completely annihilated, and more than half of the dead soldiers were lost, and both were defeated.

Liu Baiqi regained some strength, sat up against the pillar outside the hall, looked at Qin Luofu not far away, his lips pursed, and he wanted to say something, but suddenly felt that something was wrong, so he reached out and groped in his arms, and took out a bunch of grass roots with two fingers and put it in his mouth.

"Yo, why is the world's first beauty still clubbing here?"

Qin Luofu was also leaning against a pillar, but she was standing, her head hanging slightly at this time, she didn't know what she was thinking, her long eyelashes trembled and trembled, looking bright and moving. Hearing Liu Baiqi's question, he didn't raise his eyelids. She thought that she would have to spend a lot of effort to stop the Blood Banner Army, but the dead soldiers under her command came in time, and the two sides fought like this, Qin Luofu didn't bother to do anything when she saw this, after all, she was not a person who was easy to kill, and she might be able to do something else if she saved some effort.

"King Fudong Ming is still inside, aren't you going to help him?" Liu Baiqi seemed to be accustomed to Qin Luofu's unreasonable character, and he was not annoyed when he saw this, so he asked again.

Qin Luofu still lowered his head and ignored him.

Liu Baiqi sighed, shook his head and said, "I don't understand, I don't understand!"

Syllable!

The pillar that Liu Baiqi was leaning on suddenly exploded and broke a small hole, and the rubble flew everywhere, and the position of the explosion was impartial, right in his ear, which shook his ear and made his ear hurt.

"If you don't understand, shut up!"

Liu Baiqi shrunk his neck and decided not to mess with her anymore.

Suddenly there was a loud noise in the hall, like an angry roar, and then the whole earth seemed to shake slightly, and the wind was blowing in all directions. Liu Baiqi was excited, and looked over, but all he could see in front of him was a bottomless black.

Seeing this, the black-clothed dead soldiers waiting outside the hall wanted to rush in, but a large number of people suddenly appeared in front of them, holding them back alive, so they turned their heads fiercely.

Why is there still anyone coming?