"Prepare early" and "the last general to ask for battle" are two completely different meanings, General Zhang listened to Lao Chu's persuasion, his face softened, called a kind of general around him, and began to issue orders. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Lao Chu, concentrate the archers, line up on the wall of Beiguan, once Brother Yang escapes to the land of one stone, give me all the strength to shoot those Jianghu people, don't worry about accidental injury!"

"What about me, what about me? Brother Zhang, what about me?"

Before General Zhang's words were finished, Lao Li couldn't wait to ask.

General Zhang looked at this foolish thing, panting, he didn't want to use this guy, but he couldn't do it, although Lao Li was rude and irritable, but he was brave and martial arts, and the cavalry battalion that commanded the Chengping Army was the strongest in the Chengping Army, and the battalion with the strongest combat ability was also the strongest.

General Zhang didn't want to be angry, and after glaring at him fiercely, he said:

"Lao Li, you lead the cavalry battalion to stand by at the city gate, ready to rescue Brother Yang at any time......"

"Okay!"

Lao Li was overjoyed when he heard this, and he didn't wait for General Zhang to finish speaking, and when he got the general's order, he was about to turn around and go down to the city and go to gather people.

"Come back!"

General Zhang broke off his drink, especially angry, grabbed Lao Li's shirt, and said viciously:

"Remember!

You must get the order to attack!

Otherwise, if you don't obey the general's order, let's not talk about it for the time being, if you can't rescue Brother Yang, it will all be on your head!"

Lao Li rolled his eyes and was about to speak, but was pulled by Lao Chu next to him.

"Do what you are told!

Otherwise, if you fall outside the city, even if you can save Brother Yang, can he come back alone!?

With his temper, he will definitely turn back and rescue you!

When the time comes, not only will you fall, but even Brother Yang will have to be entangled by the rebels!

Tell me, are you going out of the city to rescue Brother Yang, or are you going out of the city to make trouble for Brother Yang?"

Lao Li listened, blinked, heaved hatefully, and went down to the city.

After General Zhang passed the general's order, he set his eyes on the outside of the city, on the battlefield, Yang Fenglou, and was entangled by the masters of the rebels, and there were still more than 30 zhang away from the place of a stone's throw.

said that Yang Fenglou launched eight steps to chase the cicada with all his might, and finally did not get out of the siege of the rebel masters, not to mention those four-grade and five-grade martial artists, but said that the man in black was the one who brought him the greatest threat.

This black-clothed Jianghu man, don't look at the square face, put it in the pile of people, it is definitely the kind that is difficult to notice, but he is not only strong in skills, but even the exercises are very weird, and even as a master of the three-grade rivers and lakes, his "potential" is very different from others, cold, treacherous, like the nest of a poisonous snake, and the long sword in his hand is the letter in the mouth of the poisonous snake, I don't know when, he will assassinate from an unexpected angle.

Yang Fenglou launched eight steps to catch the cicada and ran in front, he chased behind him with a sword, as long as Yang Fenglou showed a little flaw, the long sword of the man in black would come as promised, and the usual sword was handed over from an unbelievable angle, making it difficult to resist.

Even if Yang Fenglou has reorganized his "momentum", it is difficult to hinder him in the slightest.

It wasn't until he was stabbed three times in a row that Yang Fenglou understood that his potential was also very exquisite, and it was different from ordinary Jianghu people, who spread the "potential" all over his body to assist in the battle, but concentrated the "potential" around the long sword, which was enough to offset the impact of anyone's "potential" on the long sword.

This is completely a way to increase the lethality with "potential"!

Figuring out how the man in black's "potential" operates, Yang Fenglou paid the price of three wounds, and his speed became slower and slower due to excessive blood loss and excessive internal force consumption.

Yang Fenglou saw that the form was not good, gritted his teeth fiercely, and prepared to re-implement the old trick, and ended the life of the man in black as soon as possible, but unexpectedly, before he could make a move, a flying sword fell from the sky!

Yang Fenglou was shocked, stopped and twisted his body, and he was able to pass the sneak attack of the flying sword.

When he turned his head, it was the old Taoist priest, hanging behind him from a distance, pinching the magic trick with his forehand and manipulating the flying sword.

The eyes of the two people, when they met in the air, saw a deep hatred in each other's eyes.

It was precisely because of the sudden invasion of this sick flying sword that Yang Fenglou was finally caught up by the people in the rivers and lakes behind him.

"Yang Fenglou! You can't run!"

"Hurry up and catch it, maybe it can give you a good time!"

"Yang Fenglou!

At a distance of thirty zhang from Jiangling City, Yang Fenglou fell into a heavy siege again.

Yang Fenglou stopped and let out a long breath.

The left chest was hot and painful, and it was the place where the man in black was pierced by a sword.

There were three other stab wounds, but none of them were as severe as this one.

I don't know how many wounds there are on my body, the blood has long since infected the entire clothes, and I don't know if there is more blood from the enemy or more blood from my own.

After fighting for a long time, he was attacked by the man in black and broke his own momentum, and the internal strength of Kuzen was greatly consumed, even if the oil was not exhausted, it was also consumed.

Look up and scan the surroundings.

The man in black once again disappeared into the crowd.

The old Taoist priest pinched the magic trick in his hand, controlled the flying sword, and prepared to shoot.

The masters of the rivers and lakes in Wang Xianzhi's rebel army all showed fierce faces, but they were all shouting and bluffing.

Yang Fenglou suddenly laughed.

The number of people in the rivers and lakes has decreased sharply, and I don't know how many died under their own horizontal knives.

Looking up, the people outside Gangneung City have completely entered the city, and even the battle in the city has disappeared.

The gate of Beiguan is still open, which is the way of life left by the generals of the Chengping Army.

Yang Fenglou raised his hand and wiped the blood on his forehead, which had already been diluted by sweat, and he couldn't see the color, but when he got closer, there was a faint smell of blood lingering.

Inhale and inhale the air outside Gangneung Fortress that is full of water vapor, mixed with the cold after the heavy snowfall, and inhale deeply.

Mouth and nose.

Throat.

Thorax and abdomen.

A cool breath spread down, making Yang Fenglou's hot body feel refreshed.

It wasn't until the **** was all filled with cold air that Yang Fenglou stopped inhaling, held it for a while, and slowly spit it out.

Thorax and abdomen.

Throat.

Mouth and nose.

The slightest heat gathered together, condensed into a breath of hot air, slowly exhaled, and gathered with the moisture and cold in the air, turning into a long white line, shooting out of Yang Fenglou's mouth.

Then, at the end, it forms a white mist and transpires upward.

Yang Fenglou suddenly grinned.

I don't know when, the snow stopped, and between heaven and earth, it was silvery white.

In that case, it's a good time to kill!

Kill or be killed, the knife speaks!

A loud shout, once again sonic shock to the four wilds!

"Yang's tuba head is here!Who will pick it up!?" (To be continued.) )