"Bang!"

This is not the sound of the fist smashing on Dong Zhaoyi's chest, but the movement of Dong Zhaoyi's whole person smashing straight into the "ice cover" outside the military tent. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Mo Shaoying obviously hit her firmly, but she didn't intend to stop there.

One punch turned out to be a character who can be called a fairy?

No kidding, even if you succeed in a sneak attack, it's never possible.

So he punched out, and the person jumped over without stopping, his body was like a cannonball that ejected out, and the sword light was even more black and shiny, and it slashed at Dong Zhaoyi in an instant.

In the midst of this lightning and fire, the ice shield behind Dong Zhaoyi suddenly pierced out several white giant "fangs", covering Dong Zhaoyi in it and blocking the deadly sword of the abyss.

The ice slag that was chopped by the abyss suddenly turned into a tiny "ice pick" and headed towards Mo Shaoying's counterattack.

Mo Shaoying was startled, and hurriedly turned around, but he was able to avoid most of the attacks, but he still couldn't help but let a few ice picks scratch his face and hit his arm.

It's just that this power is too weak, and it is extremely inconsistent with its identity as a fairy.

This ice pick nailed to the body seems to have been cut by an ordinary blade with a few thin cuts, which makes people feel painless and itchy, and it is also very different from the palm that he faced in the middle of Wancheng Yipin before.

Mo Shaoying didn't believe that Dong Zhaoyi would be soft at this time, and there was only one result if she thought about it like this, that is, her strength was much weaker than in the past.

Why?

Could it be that the fairy will also be injured, and where did the Xuanchen in her hand go?

In the midst of lightning and fire, Mo Shaoying was thinking about this, and the whole person had quickly retreated, even though he knew that the ice pick could not cause much damage, but under his shock, his movements were sluggish, and it was no longer difficult to carry out continuous pursuit.

Dong Zhaoyi slowly walked out of the ice cover, wiped a trace of pale golden blood from the corner of her mouth, and did not move, this attitude seemed to confirm the conjecture in Mo Shaoying's heart, only to hear her frown and say coldly: "This power in your body will devour your soul." Maybe next time it'll throw you completely out of control. ”

"Huh!"

Mo Shaoying raised his eyebrows, his eyes were black and shining, like a beast in the night, staring at the prey in front of him viciously, and said with a little evil smile: "Thank you fairy for your concern, but I also have something to advise you, the weak are never qualified to care about others." ”

Yes, never!

Chu Yi slammed his fist on the ice cover, his face was already iron-blue, and he had ordered everyone around him to knock on this huge layer of ice, trying to break through the ice and rescue the young marshal in the room.

But it didn't work!

The ice cover was harder than anyone could have imagined.

He couldn't hear the slightest sound inside, and he couldn't tell who was the young marshal and who was the assassin, so he could only watch as two faint figures were entangled in it, separated, entangled and separated, like two moonlight projected on the ice.

As soon as I saw this huge ice cover, I thought of Dong Zhaoyi, who fought with me last night.

Whether it was the spell she cast inside the city gate, or the unpredictable flying sword, he instinctively produced a deep shock.

I can't help but think, will the young marshal be the opponent of the other party?

Chu Yi shook his head with difficulty, showing that all the sergeants, including him, were not optimistic about the duel between the satoms. The atmosphere around them was unusually heavy, and the clanging sound of ice chiseling made everyone feel numb.

At this time, a herald hurriedly stepped on his horse, and when he saw that the ice shield in front of him was also not far away, he did not move, and even forgot to dismount.

Chu Yi heard the movement behind him, reluctantly turned around, looked at the herald, and shouted with difficulty: "Speak!"

The herald was shocked, then he came back to his senses, and hurriedly dismounted: "With the order of the general, the other party has rushed into the altar and rescued the prisoners of war, please instruct!"

Chu Yi didn't speak, and he was not surprised by this result.

Because the young marshal himself expected that someone would come to rob the camp tonight and take the prisoners of war, and according to the young marshal's strategy, he let them save people, and then bit the tail of the comer, take advantage of the situation to attack the city, and hit the other party by surprise.

For this reason, more than 20,000 soldiers of the former middle battalion did not rest.

But now in the face of this situation, do you still want to continue to carry out the order to siege the city?

The young marshal once strictly ordered that no matter what went wrong, once someone robbed the camp, he must seize the opportunity to attack the city, and if anyone dared to disobey the military order, he would be punished by military law.

But the first year of junior high hesitated......

It was not a long time, and at this time, a fire suddenly appeared in the baggage camp of the rear camp of the Celestial Star Army in the distance, and the firelight was not connected into a sea of fire, but it was still eye-catching in the dark night.

Immediately afterwards, a riot suddenly broke out in the rear camp army, and in the turmoil, pieces of dense gongs like raindrops came out one after another, and the rear camp of more than 10,000 people suddenly exploded.

For a while, the shouts of the officers, the startling of the soldiers, the neighing of the war horses, and the sound of gongs one after another all reached the ears of the first year of junior high school.

Is it an enemy attack?

Chu Yi immediately lay on the ground and listened to the ground, after a while, his face changed drastically, he clearly heard an extremely majestic kicking sound from these chaotic and noisy sounds, and the battle-hardened Chu Yi didn't need to look at it to know that it was clearly a whole army with the momentum of thunder.

This is not an ordinary enemy attack, could it be that the other side is coming for reinforcements?

No, it can't be, there will be nothing wrong with the intelligence network of the young marshal.

It is absolutely impossible for Luoyang to get the slightest support in a short period of time!

So who is the enemy coming from the rear?

Thinking of this, Chu Yi jumped up, and his face suddenly showed a realization.

I just saw that he stared at the ice cover for a moment, then resolutely turned around, and quickly said to the herald who was still looking at the distance and was stunned: "Assign it down, let all the soldiers in the rear battalion drag the attack at all costs, and the front, the middle battalion will follow me to attack the city!"

The rain is frosty, and the wind is galloping.

The horse is one in a hundred miracle horses, and people are even more unique heroines in women!

Behind her were seven thousand Luoyang Iron Horsemen who looked at death as if they were at home, and the eight hundred Ziyun elites led by her were the sharp knives in her hands, which had been fiercely inserted into the walled city of the rear camp.

The soldiers who were out on patrol at night were swallowed up before they could send out the alarm, and then the improvised horses were overturned, the fragile walls were torn to pieces, and the first janitor in the camp and a battalion, hundreds of guards on duty, were drowned in this torrent in one by one.

Then the continuous military tents were overturned, and the soldiers lying in them were trampled into pulp by the iron cavalry before they could even get out of the tents.

All this was too sudden, and the speed of the war horses rushing together was unbelievably fast.

It wasn't until Ye Qianxue led the army to step into the back camp for a few breaths that the sergeants hurriedly got out of the camp tent one after another, and the dense police gong finally sounded, and the sergeants woke up one after another and organized sporadic resistance.

But the results were still ineffective, and the resistance of the thirty or fifty slowly gathering and improvised organization could not stop the footsteps of the army.

Each of them was not a rabble, and they had done the most correct thing after robbing the camp, but they still misestimated the number of the other party, or underestimated Ye Qianxue's determination, and no one thought that this Zhaoyang County Lord would transfer more than half of the forces of Luoyang City out of the city for a night attack!

No.

They only thought that this army must be reinforcements from the other side.

An unknown number of imperial court reinforcements, plus the defenders of Luoyang City in front of them.

Obviously, these 30,000 horses have been wrapped in dumplings!

This panic infects every sergeant like a plague, and the thunderous kicks and screams in the dark night constantly tease the fragile nerves of every sergeant.

It was only half a cup of tea, and the morale of the camp had fallen into the valley.

Some began to flee from the battle, and although they were quickly beheaded by the officers to set an example, panic was deeply planted in the hearts of every soldier.

Frankly speaking, they are not afraid to face Ye Qianxue's iron horse, and with 10,000 against 7,000, they will not be defeated all at once, but everyone's fear stems from their own imagination, just as the night itself is not terrible, what is terrible is the unknown in the night.

Therefore, the power of Ye Qianxue's night attack this time has been infinitely expanded by every soldier, and this is the situation that Ye Qianxue expected.

Her strategy, despite its madness, was undoubtedly the most successful.

And with 7,000 iron cavalry against 10,000 rear battalions, the number of people will indeed not be inferior.

So half an hour later, the entire rear camp was chiseled through by this army, and Ye Qianxue took the purple cloud horse behind him to take the lead in stepping into the area where the middle camp was located.

At this moment, Ye Qianxue's marching speed slowed down, not only because most of the camps in the camp were empty.

What's more, because of the eye-catching and abrupt huge ice cover under the dark night, and the scene of countless huge fire bombs in the black sky behind the ice cover smashing the Luoyang City Gate in a gorgeous arc.

And at this moment, the direction of Luoyang City Gate has been on fire!