Jian Sui Daye

Looking at the extremely chaotic battlefield, Fu Fu also frowned tightly. Everyone did not expect the development of the matter to this point. With the sudden arrival of [-] Turkic cavalry, the originally good situation turned out to be There was nothing left, and even the Qi army fell into a desperate situation. Looking up at the ambushes on the hillside, Fu Fu secretly thought, all hope may be on them.

But can they do it? Fu Fu doesn't have the slightest confidence in his heart.

The Qi army originally had [-] soldiers, but so far there were only less than [-] soldiers, and they were exhausted and hungry. On the other hand, the enemy's reinforcements were fierce and aggressive. There were [-] civilians on the hillside who had not received any military training. Do they really have the courage to fight against the fearless, cruel and bloodthirsty Turkic people, and how can they have the ability to win.

"His Royal Highness, the Turks now have reinforcements to help, their morale is like a rainbow, and there are so many people, we may not be able to win if we are attacked by the enemy. The only way now is to break out." Fu Fu looked at Yang Lihua solemnly, and said in a deep voice: " As long as His Royal Highness is still alive, we will not be considered a failure in this battle, and we will have a good deal with the Turks in the future."

At this time of crisis, whether it is Yang Lihua, who does not give way to a woman, or Wu Zhao, who is full of wit and ruthlessness, it is inevitable that he will feel a little flustered in his heart. Only the veteran Fu Fushang, who has experienced many battles, can maintain his composure.

Fu Fu's words made Wu Zhao smart, and he woke up from his trance in an instant, a frightening light burst out from his cold eyes, and said in a deep voice: "What General Fu said is reasonable, now we are under the enemy's back, and the enemy is attacking again. There are so many people, and the morale is like a rainbow, it is very difficult for us to win, we must break out when Tabo Khan is dealing with rolling trees and falling rocks, and cannot encircle with the reinforcements," Wu Zhao said, turning his head to look at the remaining soldiers beside him. The man in black said in an unquestionable tone: "Listen to my orders later, and fight a bloody road at all costs to protect the safety of His Royal Highness,"

"Yes," these men in black are the most elite and loyal disciples of the Moon Worship Sect, and they still unconditionally obey the orders of Wu Zhao, the leader of the Moon Worship Sect.

Wu Zhao nodded slightly, then looked at Fu Fu seriously and said: "General Fu, I will stop Bo Khan with General Cheng, and His Royal Highness will leave it to you."

"No," Yang Lihua and Fu Fu said in unison. They looked at each other, and Fu Fucai said seriously: "Mr. Wu is not a soldier of our Great Qi, so you can't take care of this. Inexperienced, I was ordered to resist the Turks, but now I do my part,”

Yang Lihua was about to speak, but Wu Zhao interrupted her without hesitation, and said decisively: "General Fu, don't be arrogant, Shuozhou is still alive, you can't die, today I was blind and reckless that brought everyone into desperation, I should take responsibility Responsibility is for everyone, His Royal Highness, don't hesitate any longer, don't you want to see Da Qi fall into turmoil because of your death, so that Zhou Guo and Turkic can take advantage of it, "

After finishing speaking, Wu Zhao didn't wait for Fu Fu and Yang Lihua to refute, and shouted in a cold voice: "Worshiping the Moon Sect belongs, quickly kill a bloody road, and help His Royal Highness break out of the siege,"

"Yes," the men in black agreed, leaving three of them guarding Yang Lihua's side, while the others immediately drew their swords and rushed into the crowd, killing the Turkic cavalry behind the Qi army.

Wu Zhao suddenly took off the mask on his face, and smiled at Yang Lihua, when the latter was stunned, he suddenly reached out and took off the silver mask on her face to cover his own face, and pulled out the Soul Slayer with a "clang" sound. Jian jumped into the crowd and rushed towards the Mo Dao army on the front line.

"No," Yang Lihua said before Wu Zhao's figure appeared ten meters away, his back was so resolute and firm.

Wu Zhao is a very proud person. Back then when she was defeated by the happy hands, she was always brooding. She even knew that she wanted to kill him because she knew that she wanted to be happy. It was just to maintain her deep-rooted pride. She went north to Shuozhou for her sister. For her own sake, but also for her own happiness, she wanted to prove herself to the world, to Gao Xing, but the sky failed to fulfill her wish, and now things were out of her control, as proud as she was, how could she evade responsibility, since everything was her own fault, she I will try my best to make up for it, even if it costs my own life.

She wants to tell the world, tell him that she, Wu Zhao, can also be a fearless warrior.

"Wu Zhao," Yang Lihua's voice was suppressed and trembling. She wanted to stop Wu Zhao for no reason. Although she was not happy, she represented the identity of the prince at this moment. She could not make any mistakes and could only watch helplessly. Watching more and more soldiers fall under the enemy's scimitar.

"Don't let the soldiers die in vain, retreat quickly," at this moment, the bloody Xiao Ling suddenly appeared like a ghost, and his blunt voice seemed to contain ice scum.

"His Royal Highness, retreat," Fu Fu no longer hesitated, and decisively issued an order to retreat. With the order issued, the Qi army, which was compressed in a corner, suddenly had a goal, and frantically squeezed the last of its physical strength, heading towards the enemy. The army rushed.

"No, happy to run away," Ta Bo Khan has been paying close attention to happy movements, seeing that he is willing to run away, he immediately shouted loudly: "Don't let happy run away, kill!"

"Brothers, the Turkic grandsons are really rampant. Let us kill them today." Cheng Yaojin's eyes flashed a stern look, and he opened his mouth and shouted: "His Royal Highness treats me like brothers and sisters. The prince is in trouble today. what should we do,"

"Swear to defend the prince to the death, and let every drop of donated blood flow into Daqi's land," the remaining [-] Modao soldiers suddenly roared.

Cheng Yaojin's eyes glowed red, and he roared angrily, "Modaojun,"

"One man guards the gate, ten thousand men cannot open it, all attacks are invincible, and all battles are invincible,"

The hoarse roar of the 3000 people resounded through the sky like thunder, drowning out all the voices. At the same time, a soaring, tragic heroic spirit rose from the three thousand Mo Daojun, shocking everyone.

"War smoke rises, the mountains and rivers look north, the dragon flag rolls up, the horse neighs, the sword energy is like frost..."

When the rough and familiar singing sounded on this tragic battlefield, the blood of all Qi soldiers was instantly ignited, and a kind of boundless and tragic heroism reverberated in everyone's hearts. In this desperate situation, everyone burst out with all their strength Fighting spirit, no fear of life and death, only for victory.

If it is said that the Turks are not afraid of death because of their natural rebellious wildness, then the Qi army at this time is a hero who regards death as home for the sake of faith. Compared with the Turkic cavalry, the Qi army's counterattack is more crazy and fierce. The ferocity couldn't resist such vigor for a while.

Yang Lihua's eyes were filled with tears, and his mood was even more turbulent. However, he could only grit his teeth, hold the Chixiao sword and swing it vigorously, trying his best to break out. Only when the prince is alive, all sacrifices are worthwhile. She rushed out of the encirclement as soon as possible, so that the soldiers around her would die less.

Wu Zhao didn't cry, but the soul-slaying sword in her hand danced like the wind, splitting the air and letting out bursts of mournful wailing, and the enemies facing her were howling like ghosts and wolves. No one was her general, but in just a short time, they fell. The Turkic people under her sword approached a hundred people.

Bo Khan did not expect that the Qi army, which was already at the end of the urn, would suddenly burst out with such terrifying fighting power, killing the reinforcements in an instant, while the Qi army in front of him was as insurmountable as a moat. .

"Who is that, so powerful, is it happy?"

The silver mask on Wu Zhao's face is particularly conspicuous at this time, not to mention she is so murderous, how could he Bo Khan not pay attention to her, although he Bo Khan has not seen the happy skill, but he has heard of it, Coupled with that unique silver mask, he couldn't help but feel a little suspicious.

There may be someone else who led the crowd to break through, and the reason for this silver mask may be that he is happy and wants to confuse himself.

"No matter who you are, you don't want to leave alive today," Bo Khan's eyes flashed a look of hostility, and he shouted coldly: "Come here, let Ben Khan capture those Qi people." Dozens of warriors rushed out, swinging their knives at Wu Zhao.

"Smash hard, quick, quick,"

Zhang Shunzhi's voice is almost hoarse, and his eyes are even more blood red. He was ordered to lead [-] civilians to ambush on the hillside, but he didn't notice the [-] enemy troops rushing out from behind the valley. He wished he could push down the entire mountain and kill him. Bo Khan said nothing, but the peasants around him were shocked by the tragic battle in the valley, their movements were much slower, and it was very difficult to command.

Yang Lihua swung a sword and knocked down a Turkic cavalryman to the ground, and was about to rush forward, but it didn't matter that the Turkic cavalryman was not dead. It was too late when he wanted to dodge the murderous intent. At this moment, a black shadow flashed past. Yang Lihua felt his body lighten, and couldn't help taking a step back. Then he saw the clear light of the sword fall down, and the sneak attack The Turkic soldiers were suddenly decapitated.

"Sister Yue," Yang Lihua looked gratefully at Lu Hanyue, only to find that there was a new wound on her arm, and the bright red blood quickly stained half of her sleeves red, her face paled immediately, and she exclaimed in surprise: " Sister Yue, you are hurt,"

"Take care of yourself and fight out," Lu Hanyue's eyes were as cold as ice, she didn't care about the strength on her arm at all, she whispered, swiping the long sword in her hand, and killed several Turkic cavalry who came up.

In just half an hour, with a distance of only 1000 meters, the number of people who fell in the valley exceeded [-], and the battle became more and more fierce.

With a crisp sound of "click", the soul-slaying sword full of gaps on the blade finally shattered under the heavy load, Wu Zhao's heart sank suddenly, and a look of sadness appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Am I going to be buried here today? I hope Yang Lihua can escape. Get out, sister, I'll never see you again..."

Various thoughts flashed through her mind, but Wu Zhao rushed into the Turkic people without fear, grabbed a scimitar and continued to kill. Although she was exhausted and scarred, she would never fall down. Because she is Wu Zhao, she has her pride.

"Happy to be captured alive, kill,"

As soon as Bo Khan's voice fell, there was a loud and earth-shattering voice in the distance: "Prince, don't worry, Qin Qiong is here, cavalry division, charge,"