The cute apprentice of the national teacher is charming and wild

Chapter 435 Chapter 434: The Southern Wing Army's Battle
Wei Zhong stared wide-eyed, looked down at the sword that suddenly pierced his chest, turned his body stiffly, and said in disbelief, "Mr. Baibai."

Without changing his expression, Bai Yiting drew the sword from his chest, and Wei Zhong fell to the ground with a bang.

Caught off guard by the reversal, the soldiers on the city wall were dumbfounded, and they never thought why Bai Yiting suddenly turned against him.

Nan Zhuohua didn't know Bai Yiting, didn't know why he would save Wuyu, so he couldn't help but look at him a few times.

Taking advantage of this gap, Wuyu broke free from the binding rope on his body.

The surrounding soldiers looked at each other in blank dismay. Now that they didn't understand the situation, they didn't dare to step forward.

After not hearing anything for a while, Feng Yuan turned around, only to find that it wasn't Wu Yu who died, but Wei Zhong.

Looking at Bai Yiting standing next to Wu Yu, Feng Yuan reacted in an instant and was furious: "Bai Yiting, you are actually with them!"

No wonder he was in the firewood room just now, he cared so much for this little bitch, he thought he was thinking about the overall situation, but he didn't expect it was to save this little bitch!
Feng Yuan was angry, why didn't she see the clue just now!
She twisted her face and said to Nan Zhuohua: "Since this is the case, then we don't need to negotiate anything. Tonight, I want you all to die here!" Shouting to the soldiers around: "Fire arrows! No one is allowed!" Let go!"

In an instant, arrows rained down, and all arrows were fired.

The soldiers on the city wall also began to besiege Bai Yiting and Wuyu.

Nan Zhuohua opened her arms, the wind was strong, and the fox fur behind her was hunting. She used her spiritual power to form a barrier in front of her. Countless arrows stayed in front of her, and then the arrows turned around and shot at the soldiers behind, screaming One sound.

Nan Zhuo Huafei climbed onto the city wall, helped Wu Yu and Bai Yiting block the surrounding soldiers, and said quickly: "You guys go first."

"No," Wuyu shook his head decisively.

Nan Zhuohua's brows were cold and serious: "You can only be a burden to me if you stay here, I will have a way to get out when you leave, don't worry, Feng Yuan can't do anything to me."

Fog Whisper hesitated.

Bai Yiting held her hand and frowned with warmth: "She's right, we can only hinder her by staying here, let's go first, with her skill, Feng Yuan can't do anything to her for a while."

Wuyu finally compromised, and jumped off the city wall with Bai Yiting.

The two of them ran away, Feng Yuan didn't care that much, her main goal was Nan Zhuohua.

The thousands of guards on the city wall were no match for Nan Zhuohua alone, but they were all wiped out by her in just a moment.

Below the city wall, hundreds of thousands of troops surrounded them layer by layer.

Feng Yuan gritted her teeth: "Feng Yao, no matter how powerful you are, you will not be able to escape tonight!"

If you don't take Nan Zhuohua's life tonight and win the demon spirit's heart, it will be hard to dispel the hatred in Feng Yuan's heart.

On the city wall, Nan Zhuohua stood in the pile of corpses, slouching with his arms folded, the fox fur on his body was stained red with blood, and the surrounding torches lit up her almond eyes.

She lightly smiled leisurely: "Feng Yuan, don't imitate my arrogance, because you don't have the capital." The smile was slightly deep, reflecting the torch, and the dim light flowed in her eyes: "Whether I run away or not, you will catch me!" You can't live with me, but you will definitely die in my hands."

Feng Yuan was irritated by her arrogance again and again, and she narrowed her eyes to be terrified: "Feng Yao, the first thing I will do when I catch you is to cut off your tongue."

She wished she could tear her mouth apart immediately!
Nan Zhuohua smiled casually: "Then wait until you catch me."

Feng Yuan waved her hand: "Take her down!"

A crowd of soldiers rushed up the city wall, Nan Zhuohua squinted his almond eyes, a bit lazy, suddenly, she turned around and jumped, and flew out of the city from the city wall tens of meters away.

Feng Yuan was shocked: "Quick, open the city gate and catch up with her!"

She was afraid that Nan Zhuohua would escape along the city wall like Bai Yiting and Wuyu.

Opening the city gate, the soldiers looked at each other for a while, only to see Nan Zhuohua standing at the gate with his arms folded, showing no sign of fleeing for his life.

Feng Yuan's expression also froze for a moment, she thought that Nan Zhuohua would take the opportunity to escape, but she didn't expect her to stand outside the city gate so blatantly, and began to doubt what Nan Zhuohua wanted to do for a while.

"You don't run away from such a good opportunity, it seems that you must want to die here."

"Escape? Why do you want to escape?" Nan Zhuohua narrowed his eyes and blew on Ruyu's fingertips: "I haven't taken your life yet, but I still can't bear to escape."

Feng Yuan snorted coldly: "I have an army of 60 here, you are alone, what do you want to kill me, don't think that you are invincible because you have a demon spirit."

"Of course I won't be fighting alone." Nan Zhuohua smiled and pointed behind him: "Look, I also have someone."

Feng Yuan looked surprised.

Just look behind Nan Zhuohua, thousands of torches were lit up, illuminating the entire night sky, and Jun Ye and Jing Yu led the army to the city.

The footsteps of the Jin army made the ground tremble slightly.

Nan Zhuohua curled his lips: "Feng Yuan, do you really think I'm stupid, I came to die alone."

"I underestimated you," Feng Yuan gritted her teeth, glanced at the army behind Nan Zhuohua, and smiled contemptuously: "Even if your army comes, so what, there are 60 troops behind me, and you, at most Around 15."

Feng Yuan couldn't help laughing loudly: "60 vs. 15, Feng Yao, where are your chances of winning?"

Dajin originally had 30 troops, but after the battle in Youzhou yesterday, nearly half of them were lost. Now Nan Zhuohua only has about 15 troops.

Nan Zhuohua had a calm face: "60 against 15, there is no chance of winning." The corners of his mouth curled up, and he smiled unfathomably: "If you add 20 Southern Wing Army, do you think there is any chance of winning?"

Hearing the words "Southern Wing Army", the Xirong army all showed terrified expressions.

Anyone who has been on the battlefield knows the prestige of the Southern Wing Army, each with one enemy and one hundred, invincible and invincible.

But Feng Yuan had never been on the battlefield before, so she didn't know much about the Southern Wing Army.

She sneered contemptuously: "Feng Yao, you are talking nonsense again. Even if you have 20 more troops, 35 versus 60, your chances of winning are still not great."

"You might as well try it," Nan Zhuohua chuckled leisurely.

Suddenly, thousands of horses galloped from behind, and the smoke was billowing, and the cold wind swept over.

The Xirong army was frightened and shuddered.

Even though their numbers were superior, they were still extremely panicked.

The 20 Southern Wing Army was approaching menacingly, with the aura of killing everywhere, Feng Yuan's face gradually became serious, and she had to look at the Southern Wing Army differently, and she began to recalculate in her heart.

Leading the Southern Wing Army is Si Ye.

Before Nan Zhuohua went out to fight, he gave the token of the South Wing to Si Ye, and asked him to go to Jialing Pass to bring the South Wing Army over, so that the battle would be tonight.

The 20 Southern Wing Army came behind, and the eyes of each soldier were sharp and resolute, which was the killing spirit precipitated by the battle.

(End of this chapter)