Ye Xiu, the king of Xiliang, followed the little girl all the way north, and when he saw that his little girl did not know whether to live or die, and fought against 100,000 Beiyi iron horsemen alone, his heart rose to his throat.

There were not a few people joining in the fun this time, and a carriage slowly drove from the crowd, and the car stopped next to Ye Xiu.

"Lord Ye also came to join in the fun, your little girl broke through the army alone, which really embarrassed the people in the Central Plains!" the old man sat in a carriage, pulled the curtain and glanced at Ye Xiu and said.

"He Tong, you are an old immortal born again, no wonder when Song Qian and the Hou Mu clan of Zhennan were in full swing, Song Qian suddenly stopped fighting to raise troops, and now I am not surprised to see you!" Ye Xiu was not polite, he glanced at the old man in the carriage and sneered.

"Lord Ye, your little girl broke through the army of 100,000 alone, why?" the old man raised his head and looked at Ye Xiu and asked.

"How can I understand my daughter's thoughts? He Tong, why are you here this time?" Ye Xiu asked.

"Renewing with His Royal Highness's old friend, could it be that we are looking for the same person?" the old man asked in surprise.

He Tong was still wearing the same black robe, with a cloak on his head, and he looked trembling, as if he had run out of oil and dried up, but Ye Xiu knew that this old fox had stirred up the situation in the Six Kingdoms.

Before the Six Kingdoms were pacified by the Feng Dynasty, if it weren't for He Tong's advice, the king of Jiangbei would not have been the Song family at all.

Ye Xiu pinched his sheep's horn and said without concealment: "It should be the same person, where is this Duo'er singing?"

"Why does Lord Ye have to ask knowingly, the death of the son of Duo'er is related to Wen Chen, and the hatred of killing the son is not shared!" He Tong said lightly.

"There is no good bird in Beiyi, He Tong, the princess of Fengdu also came to Dragon City this time, you don't avoid it?"

"Thank you Lord Ye for reminding me, the old man will watch from afar!" He Tong said, he waved his hand, and the carriage drove away.

"Old turtle!" Ye Xiu took a sip, his gaze focused on the battlefield.

Fengling arrived in Longcheng, and Longcheng County ordered Pei Songping to take all the soldiers to guard the city gate solemnly.

Feng Ling ascended the city and looked, only to see that the woman in the green robe had been surrounded by the Beiyi Iron Cavalry, and she couldn't kill her.

Feng Ling frowned, she looked at Pei Songping and asked, "Who is she? Why did she charge?"

"Her Royal Highness Princess Qiyu, it is reported that this woman's name is Ma Liu, and she is Wenchen's maidservant!" Pei Songping hurriedly replied.

"Can a servant girl have a god-killing sword?" Feng Ling asked in a cold voice.

"Report, the person before the war is Ye Nianjun, the daughter of Ye Xiu, the king of Xiliang!" At this moment, a fine man was sweating profusely, and hurriedly said the latest news he had found.

"Ma Liu, Ye Nianjun!" Feng Ling's face was like frost when he read these words.

The moment she jumped off the wall, she drew her sword from her waist, and in just a few jumps, she rushed into the army.

Another person broke through the army, Longcheng opened the city gate, and tens of thousands of soldiers swarmed out.

The 100,000 Beiyi Iron Cavalry was caught off guard, and the two sides fought in an instant.

When Feng Ling entered the center of the enemy army, he met with Ye Nianjun.

"Who are you?" Ye Nianjun asked while glancing at Feng Ling while killing the enemy.

"Who are you, Wen Chen, who are you working so hard?" Feng Ling asked rhetorically.

"Why did you tell you?" Ye Nianjun said coldly.

A sneer appeared at the corner of Feng Ling's mouth, and she sneered: "It's just a servant girl, such a protector, don't you like him?"

The two of them just killed several people in a few words.

"Whether I like it or not is a matter of me and my son-in-law, I don't want to die and leave as soon as possible, I don't want my son-in-law to be sad because of the loss of another friend. Ye Nianjun reminded coldly.

Feng Ling's sword fell, and it was only a moment to kill several people.

Ye Nianjun also ignored Feng Ling, and swung his sword to kill Wen Chen.

In the rear of the enemy army, the old woman helped Wen Chen, Wen Chen's face was pale, and his body kept trembling.

He had several swords in his body, and the excessive blood loss made his consciousness blurred, and he reminded himself over and over again: "You can't die!"

"Childe, the princess of Fengdu has come to save you!" the old woman looked relieved and whispered to Wen Chen.

"Alive, I can't let the little phoenix see me laughing!" his weak voice trembled a little.

Wen Chen tried his best to raise his hand to wipe the blood off his face, but his arm seemed to weigh as much as a thousand pounds, and the slight lifting of his hand pulled the wounds on his whole body like a burning pain.

He looked ahead, his eyes had begun to ghost, and not far ahead, a touch of red was walking towards him, but he couldn't see her clearly.

Slowly, it turned into darkness.

Feng Ling pulled Wen Chen from the old woman's arms and carried him on his back.

"Let go of my son-in-law!" Ye Nianjun rushed out of the breakout, she looked at Feng Ling angrily and scolded.

"If you don't want him to die, get out!" Feng Ling reprimanded in a low voice.

Ye Nianjun gritted her teeth, and she rushed in front of Feng Ling to clear the way for her.

Wu idiot and Liu Zhi broke off.

"Wen Chen, you can't die, a Beiyi official Shangshu will put you in death, you really let me down!" Feng Ling whispered to Wen Chen, who had passed out on his back.

The blood on Wen Chen's body soaked Feng Ling's back, Feng Ling didn't feel pitiful for this guy, but if this guy died like this, it would be a pity!

That feeling is like a regret that you can't do when you meet an opponent in chess.

Pei Songping led Pei Jiajun to desperately protect the safety of the princess, Pei Songping didn't understand what the relationship between the young man named Wenchen who the princess desperately wanted to save was with the princess.

This is by no means curious gossip, but this young man from Beiyi can make the princess like this, if the princess is difficult in the future, he Pei Jiajun will suffer.

Feng Ling and the others were escorted into the city, and the 100,000 iron cavalry of Beiyi seemed to be a plate of loose sand, and they were beaten by the Pei family army of less than 30,000 people.

In the center of the army, his eyes were bloodshot, and his hand holding the knife trembled slightly.

"Erduofu, the old man swears to kill your whole family!" said Duo'er like a mad lion, roaring in the direction of Beiyi.

"I, the Beiyi soldiers, listen to the order and take down Duo'er Ming!" At this moment, a young man wearing a tiger helmet and armor, holding a talisman, ordered all the soldiers.

This person is Chifengqiao, the eldest son of Qi Youchen, who sacrificed wine.

"Chifeng Bridge!" Duo'er showed horror on his face, the eldest son of the Qi family, who was mediocre and honest and neutral, was now holding a hundred thousand iron riding tiger talismans, he didn't expect it.

"Take him!" Chiffon Bridge said in a slightly heavier voice.

Suddenly, several leaders of the soldiers rushed towards Duoerming.

Just when Wenchen was rescued, Duo'er's cronies rode their horses here from Beiyi with a panicked face.

All of Duo'er's family history was slaughtered by Erduofu's forces, and Tianmu removed Duo'er Mixed from his post as the secretary of the military department under the pretext of Duo'erban's rebels.

When Duo'er heard the news, the whole person was struck by lightning, and now there is another chiffon bridge, and Duo'er's family is completely finished.

When Duo Erbang was pressed to the ground by the soldiers, he seemed to be ten years old, and the armor on his body was removed, and this once high-ranking military secretary was more like an old dog who was struggling to breathe.

"Duo Er Ming, the death of your son Duo Er Te is a warning, I Beiyi 30,000 iron cavalry change, do you think your Majesty the Heavenly Mother can't see through this little bit of separation?" Qi Fengqiao stood in front of Duo Er Gang and looked down at Duo Er Gang who was kneeling on the ground.

Duo'er Bastard's heart is already full of holes, and now that he has become a prisoner, he only wants to die, but how could Chifeng Bridge let him die so easily.

If the torture of Beiyi is used on this former military secretary, this is a warning to the young people who covet the throne in the Beiyi court.

Beiyi's 100,000 iron cavalry came in a mighty way, but after less than half a day of fighting, the Beiyi iron cavalry suddenly withdrew.

Chifengqiao looked at Long Cheng and muttered: "Wenchen, you just escaped from the wolf's den and entered the tiger's mouth again, it seems that Her Royal Highness the princess of my family is going to rearrange again!"