Dressed as a wicked peasant woman, she was doted on by a crippled husband

She was afraid that it would be too abrupt to take Su Yuanyuan away directly, so it would be better to ask her about her plan first, if she planned to leave this Mount Fushan City, the couple would have an interface to take her along with them.

Su Yuanyuan thought of what Jiang Wenzheng said in the morning, and a look of loss appeared in her eyes.

She shook her head, "I haven't thought about it yet."

She didn't want to leave, she wanted to be with Jiang Wenzheng, no matter how difficult the road ahead was, she wanted to stand by his side.

Ye Han was impatient. Seeing her look like this, he frowned anxiously and raised his voice a little.

"What's going on with this Mount Horse City! Don't hesitate! We'll leave this City soon, you come with us!"

Princess Rongcheng was afraid that Su Yuanyuan would be frightened by his appearance, so she hurried to stop him.

"Girl, don't think about it. Your uncle has no other intentions. He is also worried about you."

Su Yuanyuan smiled in relief, "It's okay, thank you for your kindness. It's just that my husband is still in the city, and he wants to guard the city of Fushan with Big Brother Ye.

There are too many memories of her in Abushan City, and she doesn't want to just see this city being destroyed and dilapidated.

The sound of the rain outside the house is getting quieter, and there is a tendency to stop.

Su Yuanyuan and Qingyi said goodbye to Ye Han and the others, then got into the carriage and left.

Before leaving, she did not forget to show Ye Han and the others the way, "Uncle Ye, go north for about four miles and you will arrive at the south gate of Mount Fushan City!"

Princess Rongcheng stood on the steps at the door, looking at Su Yuanyuan's back, subconsciously wanting to follow.

She still wanted to take Su Yuanyuan with her, but couldn't bear to see her suffer in Butanshan City.

But Ye Han embraced her first, and shook his head forbearance.

"But……"

Princess Rongcheng looked into the distance worriedly, all words stuck in her throat.

"Let's go back."

Ye Han's eyes were serious, and since she couldn't change her mind, he would do his best to help her protect the city.

That night, Su Yuanyuan directly had a showdown with Jiang Wenzheng, and she refused the way Jiang Wenzheng arranged for her.

"I'm going to stay with you."

During the day, Jiang Wenzheng and Ye Zhixing arranged the deployment of each city gate together. Ye Zhixing and the others only brought about 5000 people with them this time.

Jiang Wenzheng gathered all the people in the escort agency, and there were only 1000 people.

But the opponent came with a full [-] troops, how should they resist?

Jiang Xuan has already gone outside to bring back the troops hidden in Yanhuishan. Even Ye Zhixing sent a letter of help to Ye Han's army, hoping to speed up the process and come to support as soon as possible.

As long as it can last until the reinforcements arrive, the Mount Fushan City can be defended.

The man was sitting by the bed, looking into Su Yuanyuan's eyes by the dim candlelight.

The woman's eyes are bright and round, and there is unshakable firmness in the pupils.

Jiang Wenzheng was moved by her eyes, raised his hand and gently pulled her towards him.

Su Yuanyuan's body was as stiff as a piece of iron, and she just let Jiang Wenzheng hold her.

The man's muffled voice came from below, both helpless and distressed.

"Then stay."

Drums of war are sounded in the middle of the night.

The dull and dignified sound of drums passed through from the direction of the four city gates, and the sound shook people's hearts.

Jiang Wenzheng sat up as soon as he heard the sound of the drum. Su Yuanyuan was awakened by his movement, and propped himself up to look at Jiang Wenzheng who was quickly getting dressed.

The drumbeat became more and more urgent and louder, and Su Yuanyuan's heart became tense.

After Jiang Wenzheng got dressed, he took out his long sword from the top of the bookcase, and was about to go out with the sword.

"Wen Zheng!"

As soon as Jiang Wenzheng walked to the door, he heard Su Yuanyuan's call. He just turned his head slightly, showing a reassuring smile.

"wait me back."

Qingyi and Jiang Wenzheng went to the West Gate together, while Dongyuan stayed behind to protect Su Yuanyuan and Jiang Zhiyi.

People were rushing to other places along the way, and the panicked faces made Jiang Wenzheng's eyes darker.

When they arrived at the city gate, Ye Zhixing and Ye Zhiren were already standing on the tower.

A group of Minbei soldiers gathered in darkness outside the city gate stared at the closed city gate like wolves and tigers.

Standing on the tower, Jiang Wenzheng saw Nalahachi sitting on a horse in the distance with just one glance.

The man's eyes were dark, and his falcon-like pupils looked sharply at the tower.

Their eyes met, Nalahachi froze subconsciously, and looked at Jiang Wenzheng in disbelief.

"He's still alive?"

Not only is he still alive, but he is alive and well.

The lieutenant general on the side also followed Nalahachi's gaze, and saw Jiang Wenzheng on the tower at this moment, but his eyes were filled with uncontrollable excitement.

"Wang, look quickly, isn't that the dog whose leg was broken by you!"

The people on the side all laughed, recalling Jiang Wenzheng's embarrassment when his leg was broken by their king.

At that time, Jiang Wenzheng was young and energetic, and insisted on challenging their king alone. The two fought for so long, and after so many moves, they couldn't tell the winner. It was their king who took advantage of Jiang Wenzheng's truce to take a break. He, this caused him to break two legs and become a useless person.

"Wang, just a defeated general, let me deal with him this time, shall we?"

The lieutenant was eager to move, and he also wanted to humiliate that ignorant thing.

Nalahachi gave him a look of approval, and the lieutenant rode forward to fight.

The side gate opened, and a young general in white robes in light armor rode out from inside.

Holding a red-tasseled spear in his hand, he looked contemptuously at the lieutenant general in wolf fur.

"You should surrender as soon as possible, so that the young master will spare your life, so that you will not die."

Ye Zhiren turned the red-tasseled spear in his hand casually, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

The deputy general saw that he was young but had a strong temper, so he immediately raised his meteor hammer and threw it at Ye Zhiren.

Although the lieutenant general's movements were slowed down by the size of the weapon, the strength in his hands was no joke.

Where Ye Zhiren hid, a deep hole was smashed by his meteor hammer.

The two made three more moves, both testing each other's strength.

Ye Zhiren's eyes were sharp, he clenched the barrel of the gun and picked it up. The spear passed through the meteor hammer and plunged straight into the lieutenant's shoulder.

With force in his hand, he clenched his back molars and picked the lieutenant off the horse.

When he was still about to make up the knife, a long knife flew straight from a distance and blocked Ye Zhiren's spear.

Nalahachi stared at Ye Zhiren tightly with his eyes, and rode over, waving a long knife in his hand to chop off Ye Zhiren's shoulder.

Ye Zhiren leaned back and narrowly dodged the blow.

It's just that the horse under him suffered a disaster.

The horse's leg was cut off obliquely by the knife, and fell to the ground screaming in pain.

Blood gushes out from its broken leg continuously, smearing the whole land.

Nalahachi swung the knife again, and the tip of the knife lifted the handle of the knife on the ground, and the knife took advantage of the force to fly straight towards Ye Zhiren who was sitting on the ground.

Just when the knife was about to stab Ye Zhiren's chest, the angry roar of a horse pierced the sky.

Jiang Wenzheng bent down and grabbed Ye Zhiren by the back of the neck, and pulled him away from the ground. The flying knife was inserted into the place where Ye Zhiren was sitting just now, and the handle was still trembling uncontrollably.

Only when Ye Zhiren saw clearly who was coming, Jiang Wenzheng tightened his grip on the horse's belly and rushed forward.

When Nalahachi saw that it was Jiang Wenzheng who came, he immediately became interested, and his eyes turned red like bloodthirsty.

His broadsword rubbed forward on the ground, stirring up layers of smoke and dust.

The collision of the knife and the sword, the two are secretly competing.

Jiang Wenzheng held the hilt of the sword tightly with both hands, and looked at Nalahachi with fixed eyes.

"Long time no see, my defeated general."

Nalahachi looked at Jiang Wenzheng with an undisguised mockery in his eyes.

He looked at Jiang Wenzheng's right leg, and the previous injury had long since disappeared.

"Is the feeling of a broken leg okay?"

Jiang Wenzheng didn't want to talk to him at all, so he drew out his long sword and slashed at Nalahachi's neck.

Nalahachi didn't expect him to be so fast, so he turned sideways to dodge.

When he looked up again, there was less mockery in his eyes and more seriousness.

Nalahachi's long knife is suitable for long-distance combat, and he stepped back with his horse's belly to keep a distance from Jiang Wenzheng.

But Jiang Wenzheng pursued him closely, and his long sword strokes hit Nalahachi's vitals fiercely.

The two fought inseparably, and the people watching the battle on both sides looked anxiously.

Ye Zhiren and Ye Zhixing stood on the tower watching together, they were both shocked by Jiang Wenzheng's tricks.