Chapter 111 The wind in the deep palace gradually rose, and the sword light loomed in Mai's soul

The edge of the sword was as clear as water, and there was a faint rainbow of brilliance, and it had passed from the throat of the Mai sergeant, and there was not a trace of blood.

"The general's Hongxia sword is really worthy of being a world-famous sword, it doesn't drip blood, it blows off its hair! Good sword! Good sword!" Yin Haojie stood beside Yang Yunxiu, looking at the battlefield outside and sighing with emotion.

Yang Yunxiu glanced at him sideways, secretly disdainful in his heart. Although Yin Haojie is a military general and the first person to fall to Cheng Younian, he is a timid villain. At this moment, in the main hall, whether it is the military generals of Yuwen Junxun's party or the generals under Cheng Younian, they have all been engaged in battle, and only he has been brazenly wandering outside the battlefield.

Yang Yunxiu's gaze was outside the main hall, and there was also a hint of admiration in his eyes.

The Mai Army really deserved to be the legendary journey of the Mighty Southern Qi, giving up the advantage of cavalry, and fighting with hundreds of people in the Zhaowu Battalion with the combat strength of more than 60 people, and it was still not weak.

Yang Yunxiu and Cheng Younian are both talents in the army favored by Hong Hui, and they can be said to be the two most dazzling rising stars in the Southern Qi army. The two became the commanders of the four armies in Beijing at a young age, and speaking of which, both of them have absolute confidence in their talents. Under their leadership, the combat power of Xiaoyiwei and Zhaowu Battalion far exceeded that of ordinary armies, and even Hong Hui was amazed.

But looking at it today, Yang Yunxiu has to admit that to be able to train a strong force like the Mai Army, Yuwen Junxun's ability to command troops is definitely above himself and Cheng Younian.

However, although the Mai army is strong, it lacks command at the moment, and it is at a disadvantage in numbers, if there are no reinforcements, although it will not show signs of defeat in a short time, but after a long time, it will inevitably be wiped out by Cheng Younian's Zhaowu battalion.

Yang Yunxiu had a complicated look in his eyes, and the situation from last night resurfaced in his mind.

He held his hands behind his back lightly, and his eyes looked across the battlefield to the bluestone avenue leading to the palace gate. According to the plan, Xiaoyiwei should have already taken "them" on the road.

There is no turning back from the bow, and since you have decided to do it, there is no turning back.

Cheng Younian dodged to avoid the edge of the slashing sword, the rainbow sword raised a rainbow, and there was a crisp sound of "Cangchang", which shook the Mai sergeant out a few steps, and then rubbed his body and ran up, the spirit snake spit out the letter, and the rainbow light disappeared into the opponent's chest. The blade of the sword was drawn without a trace of blood, and the Mai sergeant fell to the ground with a bang.

The Mai army on the opposite side only had more than 60 people, and they were three times larger than the enemy, but they had already resisted the Zhaowu battalion for nearly a quarter of an hour, and they had caused huge losses to Zhaowu, which showed their strong combat power. However, Cheng Younian and Yang Yunxiu's views are different, in his eyes, what is important is only the result.

Although Mai is strong, she will eventually be defeated. That's enough for him!

The only thing that worries him now is whether Yuwen Junxun will have other reinforcements. Now, the people of Cheng Yang and his party have been scattered in the city, and it is difficult to assemble in a hurry. And looking at the posture of Yuwen's party, he should have been prepared. The original intention of arranging the soldiers and horses was to take advantage of the end of the early dynasty to force the group to bow their heads, but the result [... ￥ ￥... Better, newer, faster]

Yuwen Junxun actually killed in the air, and was forced to be helpless, so he made a move to break the kettle. His henchmen were also forced to retreat by Cheng Younian's move, so they decided to raise troops to cooperate and control the Beijing division by force.

In retrospect, Yuwen Junxun was able to enter Yeyin City without him noticing, and secretly contacted so many forces, which made Cheng Younian very impressed. However, it also exposed a shortcoming of Yuwen Junxun, if he wants to hide from Cheng Younian's eyes and ears, and can rush to the capital division in such a short time, then there will definitely not be too many soldiers and horses with him.

The news of the Zhaowu Battalion's soldiers admonishing the Imperial Palace should have spread all over the capital at this moment, but until now, only this one of the soldiers and horses has galloped to help, which also illustrates this from the side.

The current situation is that the soldiers and horses of the two sides are holding each other in the city, and the situation in the palace is also at a stalemate. The two have their own advantages, but relatively speaking, Cheng Younian's chances of winning are even greater.

Although Yuwen Junxun's party seized the opportunity in the actions outside the palace, his troops in Beijing were at a disadvantage, and he really wanted the two sides to meet each other with swords and soldiers, but Cheng Younian had more advantages. As for the palace, although the other party has a martial saint-level master, and with the assistance of Mai Jun, his side is a little scrambling, but his side is still in the upper hand on the scene. What's more, Yang Yunxiu's Xiaoyi Guard is on the way to help, as long as he holds on for a moment, as soon as the reinforcements arrive, he will be able to exterminate all the brains of Yuwen's party here, and the victory will be determined!

At this moment, a faint sound of horses' hooves came into his ears, and Cheng Younian looked back at the side, and there was a ride in his sight, like flying.

Naturally, it was Mu Xiongfei, who had just killed Zheng Hu.

There were still a few steps away from the imperial steps, Mu Xiongfei had already lifted the horse's head, and the war horse under his crotch leaped up and rushed towards the battle array.

When the Mai Army saw the arrival of the leader, their momentum suddenly changed, and their combat power was faintly improved, and the pressure of the Zhaowu Battalion increased a little.

It wasn't until this moment that Cheng Younian showed a hint of surprise, but he was immediately suppressed by him. Just one person, even if the Martial Saint arrives, he can't control the entire battle situation. Although the Zhaowu Battalion is slightly inferior to the Mai Army, it is not a rabble that can be bullied! You Yuwen Junxun is full of talents, and I, Cheng Younian, are not without hole cards!

Turning his head to look at the tall and thin generals under his command, Cheng Younian shouted in a low voice: "Qiu Wu, you will come to the meeting!"

The captain who was ordered by Cheng Younian bowed slightly, and then withdrew from the battle group, and in his hands was a pair of short crutches with close arms, simple and unpretentious, and dull. In the fighting, this person has been supporting Cheng Younian's side, rarely making his moves, and seems to be extremely inconspicuous. But if you have the heart, you can find that the few shots made by this person were all clean and neat, and they hit with one blow, without the slightest superfluous action.

Qiu Wu withdrew from the battle circle, and began to run wildly without saying a word, his speed was extremely fast, like an arrow from the string, and he was indomitable.

From the moment Qiu Wu appeared, Mu Xiongfei was aware. He clamped the horse's belly with his legs, and the horse galloped more rapidly.

Same as this

, the chopping knife pointed obliquely at the ground, and the blade reflected the sunlight, dazzling.

The two were less than ten meters apart, Qiu Wu let out a long roar, kicked the ground with both feet, jumped high in the air, staggered his crutches, and fell down like Mount Tai pressing down. Mu Xiongfei sneered, supported the horse's back with his left hand, and also rose up, and the horse slashing knife slanted up from the lower right, concealing the sound of wind and thunder.

With a loud bang, the horse chopping knife slashed heavily on the crutches, and the two of them were stunned in mid-air, and flew out upside down in an instant, landing on the imperial steps. The moment they landed, the two of them did not pause, and jumped forward at the same time, and collided together again in a few steps, the internal force was agitated, the strong wind swept, and they fought together.

Qiu Wushuang's crutches are strong and heavy, but they are dexterous, they are unfolded, flying up and down, left and right, Mu Xiongfei slashes the saber and is extremely powerful, and his body is also good, flashing and moving, dazzling, the two of them are like butterflies dancing, you come and go, and they quickly become two phantoms.

The two of them are fast and fast, the attack is as fast as the wind and rain, the swords and soldiers intersect, and the crisp sound of gold is endless, just like a pipa playing in a row, the jade beads fall on the plate, and they are connected into a piece, and in the blink of an eye, there are dozens of rounds, regardless of victory or defeat.

The battle between the two was seen by Yang Yunxiu, who was above the main hall, and his heart was also slightly shocked.

Yang Yunxiu and Cheng Younian are quite cultivated, they are both in the upper Yuan realm and lower grade realm, and they are already beginning to feel angry, and he can vaguely perceive that the last leader of the Mai Army to cultivate is not bad, at least above himself. After he made a move, the internal force was released, and Yang Yunxiu knew that this person had already cultivated to the Yuan Realm. But what surprised Yang Yunxiu was not this person, but Qiu Wu of the Zhaowu Battalion.

Although Yang Yunxiu didn't know that Mu Xiongfei was already a master at the peak of the lower grade of the Yuan Realm, and he had fought hard to the top grade of the Yuan Realm and won it, such a master could no longer be measured by the standard of the lower grade of the Yuan Realm. But to be able to tie with a master of the Zhiyuan Realm, this Qiu Wu's skills and martial arts are at least up and down the Zhiyuan Realm.

Such a master has been hiding in the Zhaowu camp, and his reputation is not obvious, and as Cheng Younian's life and death ally, he doesn't know anything about it. If it weren't for Yuwen Junxun being forced out of the hole cards one after another, he would have been kept in the dark, and this person's scheming and the depth of the city government can be seen.

Yang Yunxiu suddenly shuddered.

If there was no mention of the man in black entering the mansion last night, he would probably still be on Cheng Younian's warship, such a cunning and ruthless alliance was on his side, after winning the position of generalissimo, would he be his next prey? Yang Yunxiu felt a little afraid, and the determination in his heart became even stronger.

Qiu Wu's expression was always indifferent, his every move and every move was simple and efficient, without the slightest superfluity, it was simply born for killing. The breath on his body was full of dead silence, Mu Xiongfei was very familiar with it, this was the breath that could only be possessed after a long time in the sea of corpses and blood, dark, cold, emotionless, suffocating, this kind of breath he had before, at that time he was alone, wandering in the wasteland, struggling in an environment full of bandits, hunger, and wolves. In order to survive, you can only keep killing until you lose your humanity. Open your eyes every day,

What awaits you is a merciless killing, kill or be killed. At that time, for a steamed bun, he could tear a person to pieces without hesitation.

Until one day, a banner of "moontail mandarin" came to the wasteland, Tiande wolf rode out of the wasteland, the bandits were cleaned up, the wasteland was reclaimed into 10,000 acres of fertile land, and Mu Xiongfei's almost annihilated humanity was gradually recovered. He took the head of the last bandit in the wasteland and knelt before the figure under the banner.

From that day on, he put on sackcloth, put on a ghost face, and was reborn from the fire.

The Governor's ambition will be fulfilled by Mai, and the life of the Governor will be guarded by Mai!

Whoever stands in my way, kill!

(End of chapter)