Chapter 169: The Tiger of the South (5)

"The war has begun, Yi Xiao...... I want to ask you a question, will the Holy Island intervene in this war?"

"I hope not...... But it was impossible for the Northern Wei to surrender to Qi Liang. Yi Xiao looked at the yellow-shirted girl in front of her, smiled and said, "You can't always persuade me to bow my head to the Northern Wei Dynasty, this kind of naïve question, I think you also know the answer." Take 10,000 steps back, if there is any problem, you can read and ask me...... Why bother to come here in person?"

"I'd like to ask you to do me a favor. ”

Gongzi Xiaotao, who was in a wheelchair, raised his head and looked at Yi Xiao, "I heard the sound of the outbreak of war in Qijiang, when are you going to intervene?"

Yi Xiao turned his head and glanced at the mountains of the Holy Island, "Qingli's magic array is on my body, as the crown prince of Qi Liang, at the moment when the war starts, even if it is thousands of miles away, I am ready to join the war at any time." But...... I don't represent the Holy Island. ”

"I see. ”

Gongzi Xiaotao gritted his teeth and said seriously: "I helped you in Yincheng, I am not coerced by grace, I want to ask you, let Qi Liang let Ning Feng sleeve go......"

The battle between the north and the south, the first to bear the brunt of the Qi River, the battle of crossing the river has broken out, and Ning Fengsleeve, the king of the Heavenly Wolf Domain, who guarded the gate for the Northern Wei Dynasty, is an uncle who has treated him well since he was a child.

Gongzi Xiaotao knows very well that the trend of this war cannot be changed by a few words.

No matter how you look at it, the Northern Wei Dynasty has come to an end.

But she wanted to save Ning Fengsleeve's life.

"The disciples of the South Sea have already gone to the battlefield to pick him up?"

Yi Xiao narrowed her eyes, guessed what Gongzi Xiao Tao would take, and said softly: "This is actually a violation of the rules, I have been desperately holding down the Holy Island's request to fight these days, just to prevent the appearance of the Great Cultivator and break the iron law that everyone has defaulted to over the years." ”

Then he laughed softly: "Qi Liang launched a war against the Northern Wei Dynasty, just hoping that the world can be really peaceful, not mainly slaughter, if Ning Fengchong can escape from that dragon ship, then let him escape." ”

That white horse and silver spear wolf king, even if he is lonely and brave, thrown among tens of millions of people, what kind of waves can he splash?

After all, it's just a lone wolf.

......

......

The sky whirls and the wind roars.

The heavy halberd "whoosh" stabbed the shoulder, the white shirt had already been poked and broken, the flesh and blood were like King Kong glass, Rao was like this, he was still poked heavily, the big gun shook back and forth, provoking two heads, Ning Feng's sleeves were slightly wrong, and he struggled to raise the gun and throw it out-

The spear flew out, crossed the head of the crowd of armorers, and nailed through the girder with a "bang", trembling back and forth!

The middle-aged man leaned down, stepped on the straw sandals, and rushed out like a cheetah, picked up a shield in his hand, resisted the bombardment of the crossbow arrows that were close at hand, the shield was smashed and flew out, and his body was brought to the side by the huge force, and he rolled around, and the ten fingers containing huge yuan power grabbed the deck of the ship fiercely, and the entire huge iron sheet was torn and grabbed up, and then lifted a series of steel decks like a carpet, the fire splashed everywhere, and the armor soldier staggered, and this figure rushed out in the completely destroyed formation.

No one would have thought that Ning Feng's combat power would be so strong, and the killing intent would be so awe-inspiring!

He swept out of the crowd, slapped a palm on the bottom of the spear that pierced the girder in half of his body, the girder was shattered, the cheetah-like middle-aged warrior ran up with a gloomy face, he seemed to hold the "big gun", but in fact, the five fingers were not closed, the big gun swept forward wantonly under a beat, and the middle-aged warrior just rushed forward with the gun.

Ten zhang, five zhang!

The scholar was right in front of him, and instead of continuing to flee, he turned his head and looked at himself with great calm.

He held the Qi Liang Purple Gold Tiger Talisman in his hand, if there was an accident on this dragon ship that even Wang Luo couldn't control, then Yi Shaoran would rush from the battlefield.

Ning Feng's sleeves stopped in an instant, the hairs on his body stood up, and finally stopped holding the gun, his toes smashed a series of iron sheets, and in the midst of the sparks, the tip of the spear was handed out, grazing the void, and making a violent explosion-

The spear poked into a ball of blue flames.

On the entire dragon ship, a pair of cyan pupils suddenly opened!

Wing Shaoran!

Ning Fengsleeve took the gun and handed it out again, a wolf howled at the tip of the gun, and the vitality on the body of the white Liangmu gun condensed, like a lone wolf running, and finally gathered, turned into thunder, and exploded in the piercing sound of the tip of the gun!

The middle-aged warrior's body was led backwards by the huge force, he glanced back at the advancing armor tide, his face was still resolute, and he handed it out again after holding the gun in both hands!

The flame burned bigger and bigger, and finally a green armor rushed out of the flames, the eyebrows and beards were boiling like blazing fire, and the thousands of "Liutao" phantoms behind them converged like a big sun, colliding with Ning Feng's sleeves!

The whole dragon ship shook with a bang, and with this as the boundary, two rays of light, the sword was blazing like the sun, and the spear was as fast as thunder, and then there was a moment of blankness.

Wang Luo's shoulders were no longer strong, he gritted his teeth, and with his extraordinary induction, he rushed out in a certain direction, and smashed on Qi Shu's body accurately, and then there was a soft sound in his abdomen, as if he was easily pierced by something.

The two figures smashed together and fell on the deck.

Qi Shu's face was pale, his hands were holding Wang Luo's shoulders, his eyes were in a trance, his whole body seemed to have been smashed by a heavy hammer, his ribs were broken, and his chest was so stuffy that he could barely breathe.

When he regained his sight, he blinked as hard as he could, trying to make out what had happened.

What caught his eye was the great god general Wang Luo who was "prostrating" in front of him, covered in blood, pressing one hand on his abdomen, and dragging his armpit with trembling with the other hand.

This is the only fulcrum between himself and him.

Then he looked down, and the tip of a spear pierced through the abdomen, pinning him to the deck, almost perpendicular to the surface of the river.

At this moment, Qi Shu realized that there was an inexplicable huge pull pulling on him.

He only glanced at it, and his face turned pale.

The whole dragon ship was broken into two, and the section he was in was raised high, I don't know how many armorers fell into the river, and the white cool wood gun body nailed into the deck allowed Wang Luo to drag himself.

The river flowers splashed everywhere, and soaked into the blood red of the river.

Yi Shaoran rushed back from the front line...... Qi Liang paid a great price.

Whoever can push himself to this point must be killed.

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......

Yu Jiang's heart continued to settle, and he held all his breath.

It was pitch black.

Ning Fengsleeve closed his eyes when the blazing light exploded, even so, his brain was still extremely painful, his muscles were trembling, and blood was faint on his skin, but fortunately, the first god general of Qi Liang on the opposite side took this shot hard, and the current situation was ...... It's not much better than yourself.

Throwing a spear at the last moment is entirely based on your own intuition.

If this shot stabs Qi Shu to death, then it will be a godsend, and if it fails, then there is no other way.

He ran again at this moment, handed out the horse pistol, can he kill Qi Shu or not, if he is entangled by Yi Shaoran......

The battle for the river crossing has already broken out.

The first landing city that Qi Liang attacked was bound to be Heavenly Wolf City.

If the 200,000 people in the city are breached, the Northern Wei will open a huge gap, and under the threat of the battle to resist the west and the landing at Nanguan, the Great Wei will be attacked on the back......

Ning Fengsleeve opened his eyes suddenly, confirming that he had not been caught by the Qi Liang First God General.

Underwater is an excellent escape route.

He didn't use his vitality, he slowly floated upward, silently grabbed a crossbowman, twisted his head, and after twisting his head, he calmly removed the light armor of the crossbowman, put it on his body, and swam towards the riverbank.

The landing process went more smoothly than I expected.

Ning Fengsleeve took a deep breath, he quietly surfaced, until this time, he finally saw how tragic the war broke out on the river bank.

The sky-high firelight, the sound of drums, shouts of killing, the neighing of horses, the smoke and dust, the sails of the dragon ships swayed in the river fog.

Ning Feng's lips were a little dry, and he suddenly felt a little dazed, and turned his head like a piece of wood, trying to identify the direction.

What is the direction of the Sirius King City......

This war involves hundreds of thousands of people, what can you do......

Among the shouts and killings that soared into the sky, there was the familiar sound of horses' hooves and the sound of hoarse calls.

"Lord Wang—"

Ning Fengsleeve turned his head a little confused, and saw that in the fire wind in the distance, the snow-white wolf rider rushed out violently, fighting desperately around the river line, and the rest was only twenty or thirty horsemen, one black and one white, in the blazing heat, drinking along the river bank.

Is it a wolf ride?

The rushing wolf rider did not see himself.

But they saw the blazing light that had just burst forth.

And the dragon ship that broke in two.

Ning Fengchong didn't realize until this moment that he realized in his mind that this war still needs himself, the wolf rider needs his master, and the royal city also needs it, and he refuses to defend the city to the death and resist Qi Liang...... There are millions of Li people in the southern region of Great Wei, and there are 200,000 living beings in the city of Heavenly Wolf King.

He's going to survive.

Return to the Sky Wolf King City alive, and then calm the hearts of the army and regain their strength.

He endured the severe pain all over his body, and the already cracked light armor was shattered by the vitality during the run, and the wolf rider was pleased to find the prince who was running against the crowd.

Meng Qi's eyes couldn't hide the ecstasy, he turned over and dismounted, and single-handedly put Ning Feng, who had been trying his best, up his sleeves.

"Wolf ride, retreat!"

The rough voice was transmitted in the chaotic battlefield, and the joy of the wolf rider and the master did not exceed a breath.

The white horse under Ning Feng's crotch rushed out, like a sharp arrow.

But its four hooves have been cut off, and after rushing out, it fell down heavily, sliding on the ground, Ning Feng's sleeves fell off the horse, smashed in the smoke and dust, his eyes swirled, only to see blood clots everywhere, a scarlet blood mist, a section of green mang pierced Meng Qi's chest, pierced from behind, the eight-foot man clenched the tip of the sword with both hands, and was slid on the ground by a huge force.

The smoke and dust scattered.

The green armor finally tried its best, and did not directly stab the black robe to death with a sword.

The throat of the broad black robe was bloodshot, and his eyes were wide, staring at the blue armor in front of him with a sword.

The hoarse voice sounded again!

"Wolf Ride...... Withdraw!"

(This chapter was issued.,It's June 6th.,Tomorrow is the day of the college entrance examination.,I hope the children's shoes of the college entrance examination come on.,Play well.,upup~)