September of the first year of ZTE!

"Liu Hong!

Song Yong, who was in the county town, threw the secret protection in his hand to the ground, and his tiger eyes were full of anger. At this time, Song was trembling with courage, and Liu Hong of Jingzhou took advantage of the battle between Song Yong and Zhang Jian, and actually led 100,000 elite soldiers towards Youzhou and Kyoto. At the same time, Jizhou also sent troops to Youzhou, but fortunately they were blocked by Yu Yuan.

Now Song Yong has been attacked from the back, with Zhang Jian in front and Liu Hong in the back.

"One day, I will crush these three people to ashes and plant the nine clans!"

"Retreat, abandon Jiangxia, retreat to Kyoto!"

Song Yong was furious, and his face turned blue. Very unwilling to give up Jiangxia County. But after measuring the value of Jiangxia and Kyoto, sacrifices had to be made.

Just wait for Yu Yuan's squad to return to the DPRK to rescue the driver, and the soldiers stationed in Yongzhou should also be dispatched back. As long as he survived this time, Song Yong would be able to regain the throne and repel the kings.

"Whoa!"

The general responded respectfully, and then retreated to prepare for the retreat.

Outside Jiangxia City, banner hunting, endless ironclad soldiers, sharp attack and killing machines.

"Your Majesty, Song Yong has signs of withdrawing his troops!"

At this time, Zhang Jian was on top of the chariot, his uniform had been changed into black armor, and a heavy long sword stood horizontally on his knee, and between opening and closing, the essence flashed. Obviously, Zhang Jian's martial arts cultivation is not weak, at least it is also the realm of a first-class martial artist.

"Your Majesty, do you want to pursue?"

Someone else said, after all, Song Yong retreated in a hurry, and this was an opportunity to beat the water dogs.

"You must have seen it in the past few days, there are no vain soldiers under the fame, if it weren't for Jingzhou's troops, I'm afraid we would have to keep stalemate. ”

"Now that Song Yong has retreated, it will be more certain to unite Liu Hong's soldiers and horses to capture Kyoto. It's a pity that Qin Pu of Jizhou was stopped by Yu Yuan, and Song Yu of Jizhou sat on the wall, otherwise the soldiers and horses of the four states. Are you still afraid that you won't be able to capture Kyoto?

Zhang Jian held the long sword in his hand and said in an unhurried voice.

"Jizhou Qin Pu has been located on the border for generations, and most of the soldiers are elite, I'm afraid it will take some time to distinguish the victory and defeat between Yu Yuan, but Yongzhou is only afraid that he has already sent troops to escort him!"

Next to Zhang Jian, an elegant man wearing a scarf and light armor said.

"What Mr. Crane said is very much, after taking Jiangxia City, rest for a few days. Wait for Liu Hong's soldiers and horses to arrive. ”

Zhang Jian waved his hand, and soon the empty city of Jiangxia was occupied by a steady stream of soldiers, and at the same time, the black Jiao above Zhang Jian's head suddenly burst out, the dragon roared, the black Jiao suddenly swelled a few feet, and the purple qi on his body was actually a little stronger, and he was closer to the real dragon.

ZTE in April of the second year!

Yu Yuan led 200,000 soldiers to fight fiercely with more than 100,000 Qin Pu in Jizhou, and finally killed Qin Pu in Bashui, leaving tens of thousands of soldiers to control the situation in Jizhou. Crazy rush back to Youzhou.

At the same time, the expected support from Yongzhou did not come, because there was a foreign invasion, and the generals of Yongzhou were guarding the Great Song Dynasty. Bloody battle, difficult to get out.

Just a few days after Yu Yuan killed Qin Pu, news came from Kyoto that it had been breached, and Song Yong, who had been on the throne for only two years, died by suicide on top of the Dragon Court. At this point, the lineage of the royal family of the Great Song Dynasty was completely severed. The Great Song Dynasty is destroyed!

In Kyoto, the full moon is covered by thick dark clouds. The corners of Kyoto are pitch black, but they are also bustling with activity. Countless soldiers and armor walked in the streets, and the sonorous metal sound of armor and long knives hitting each other was constantly resounding.

Bands of soldiers with torches walked through the streets of Kyoto, and except for the shouts of the soldiers, the whole of Kyoto was silent, and at the moment, both civilians and wealthy officials were honestly staying at home and waiting for the results.

The palace was brightly lit, and a group of sturdy soldiers were stationed in the army, which looked extremely sparse and solemn. At this moment, there was still a thick bloody smell left in the palace, obviously a killing had just ended, even if it had just been cleaned, but the stench that permeated the air was still clearly audible.

"Song Yong can also be regarded as a hero, so he should be buried!"

Zhang Jian was wearing black armor and armor, and walked into the court hall in a hurry.

"Whoa!"

The person behind him responded respectfully and retreated.

"Brother Zhang is merciful, Song Yong killed the monarch on the throne, but he can't afford a thick burial!"

On Zhang Jian's side, a middle-aged man with a gentle appearance, thick earlobes, and hands above his knees said with a smile. The man was dressed in golden armor, holding a long sword, his posture was erect, and his eyes were painted. This person is Liu Hong, the governor of Jingzhou.

"Brother Liu, death is like a lamp going out!"

Zhang Jian shook his head slightly.

"I didn't expect the Aoki Sect to come too!I don't know which Taoist friend is presiding over this deer competition?"

Just as Zhang Jian and Liu Hong were talking, a voice suddenly sounded.

As soon as the voice fell, a man dressed in Confucian clothes with eyes like cold stars revealed his figure in front of the two.

"Brother Zhengming, I haven't seen you for a while. You Minglang Sect actually didn't choose the Song clan anymore this time?"

As this voice sounded, a man in a green shirt with an ordinary appearance revealed his figure step by step. This man is ordinary, but there is a freshness of vitality on his body, which makes people feel good.

"It turned out to be Brother Qingyi, I haven't seen him for a long time. The foundation of the Song family has decayed, I just want to support it, I am afraid that I will also have to take advantage of the luck of the sect, this deal is not cost-effective. ”

Zhengming frowned and sighed lightly.

"The fortune of a mortal country is only a few hundred years away, this is the number of days, and it can't be changed!"

Qingyi's head is high, agreeing with Zhengming's choice.

"I've seen two immortal masters!"

Zhang Jian and Liu Hong were shocked when they saw the two people revealed, and hurriedly bowed down to greet them.

"No need to be polite, you two should retreat first!"

Zhengming waved his hand and said indifferently.

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

Zhang Jian replied without hesitation. Liu Hong's eyes glanced at Qing Yi, and saw Qing Yi nodding invisibly, so he retreated.

Zhang Jian and Liu Hong turned their heads and looked at each other, both helpless. The two of them are considered to be princes in the mortal world, but in the face of the immortal master, they can only be like servants, and they also sighed in their hearts, and the spirit in their hearts disappeared at this moment.

"If you want to come to Jizhou Qin Pu to block Yu Yuan's return, it's also Brother Zhengming's handiwork, right?"

Qingyi watched the two leave, turned back to Zhengming and asked.

"It's a pity that Qin Pu died in battle, it's a pity. ”

Zhengming didn't deny it, and sighed again and again.

"Brother Qingyi, the two of us have to cooperate this time, this Yu Yuan is a life-breaking star, thousands of troops are crisscrossed, and my chess pieces in Jizhou were killed by him. It's a pity that although we can use our true qi to kill him with the help of Zhenlong Zhu, the price of killing a general with peak luck is still too heavy. ”

Zhengming came back to his senses, raised his head and discussed with Qingyi. Although the general does not have dragon energy, but the luck on his body is connected to countless people, if he is killed, this backlash is enough for the monk to eat a pot.

"Hurry up, hurry!"

Yu Yuan, who was thousands of miles away, obviously didn't know that someone was already calculating him, and he didn't know that Kyoto had fallen and Song Yong committed suicide. At this time, he marched all night, his eyes were bloodshot, and he desperately urged the war horse under his feet to run.

It was a light cavalry of several thousand men, and the horse's hooves swept swiftly through the sky, rolling up smoke and dust. (To be continued......)