Wei Ziyan's palm was only an inch away from the man in golden armor's head. Although he had been poisoned, the power of the reflected light was enough to kill the man in golden armor. If he held the knife just a little further, the man in golden armor would burst his skull and die. But Su Wanying's words stopped his hand.
"What did you say?!" Wei Ziyan suddenly turned his head to look at Su Wanying. Without waiting for Su Wanying to reply, he shook his head violently and said: "Impossible! Absolutely impossible! If you were pregnant with a dragon child, even if I said that back then, Qing, Su Hanlin will not let you leave the palace easily."
"That's because I took the butterfly fruit and suppressed the happy pulse." Su Wanying said.
"Butterfly Fruit?!" Wei Ziyan was horrified when he heard this. He never expected that Su Wanying's ageless appearance was maintained by the Butterfly Fruit.
Butterfly fruit is a strange poison produced in the Western Regions. It can keep women young forever, but it requires a large amount of virgin blood to suppress its toxicity. Otherwise, the butterfly poison will take effect during the darkest night of the full moon, causing the poisoned person to have wonderful hallucinations, as beautiful as turning into colorful butterflies flying among the flowers, and finally dying without pain in the hallucinations. Hence the name Butterfly Fruit.
Su Wanying's appearance is ageless, and she has not died from poison, which means that she has been sucking the butterfly poison in the body of a boy's sperm for decades, so Wei Ziyan's eyes gradually became frightened when he looked at her.
"That's right, it's the Butterfly Fruit!" Su Wanying gritted her teeth, her tone filled with hatred for Wei Ziyu, as if all the misfortunes and suffering she suffered were due to Wei Ziyu. She continued: "After I left the palace, I After enduring it for twenty years, until Su Gouzie completely lost his guard against me, I found an opportunity to escape from his surveillance and fled to the hot and humid south. Finally, I no longer needed to use drugs to suppress my pregnancy, and I could be pregnant like a normal woman for ten months. She gave birth to a son."
"If you don't believe it, look back and see if he looks like your damn father?" Su Wanying shouted loudly.
Wei Ziyi subconsciously turned his head to look at the man in golden armor. After looking at it, his body suddenly shook. As Su Wanying said, this man was at least 60% similar in appearance to his father. He suddenly understood. No wonder when he boarded the chariot and met the man, he immediately had a very familiar feeling in his heart. He mistakenly thought it was because he had had several contacts with the man in the small courtyard. Now he realized that it was not just in this way.
"I named him Guangfu, Wei Guangfu. Restoring the Wei Dynasty is his natural responsibility and mission." Su Wanying shouted in a condensed voice, "He is your blood brother, the last member of your Wei family. Do you want a brother?" Are you going to kill each other and wipe out the incense of the Wei family with your own hands?!"
Wei Ziyan was in a daze. Su Wanying's words made him lose his mind and his mind was completely confused. His hand dropped weakly. As Su Wanying said, he could not kill his blood brother with his own hands.
But at the moment when he lowered his hand in confusion, Wei Guangfu's eyes suddenly flashed fiercely, and the blood-drinking sword thrust out fiercely, piercing through Wei Ziyan's armor and his chest with a hiss, and he could only hear him saying with a ferocious smile: "My good brother, use the last moment of your life to help me, my brother!"
"Haha——" Wei Ziyan suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, slapped Wei Guangfu away with a palm, pulled out the blood-drinking sword that penetrated his chest, and walked towards Su Wanying step by step.
"You - what are you going to do?! I am -" Wei Ziyan was covered in blood and looked crazy, like a demon. Su Wanying was so frightened that her face turned pale. She wanted to use her identity to suppress Wei Ziyu, but she saw the sword in Wei Ziyu's hand. He stabbed her mercilessly, lowered his body and begged pitifully: "Zi Yan, I am A Ying, do you have the heart to kill me?"
"You - you - you -" Wei Ziyan really wanted to kill Su Wanying with one sword. In his eyes, Su Wanying was no longer the soft, delicate and charming beauty, but a woman wearing a robe. The human skin drinks human blood, his heart is as vicious as a scorpion, and he is a demon full of desire for power. It is so terrifying that it makes people shudder, but the sword in his hand can never bear to stab him.
"Brother Zihuan, I am Aying." Su Wanying's voice was soft and pitiful, with tears in her eyes as she looked at Wei Zihuan and said sadly over and over again.
"Ah -" Wei Ziyan finally failed to take action and roared to the sky in pain. He stared at Su Wanying with red eyes for the last time, and then rose into the sky with monstrous anger, crashing through the ceiling of the carriage and flying. Got out.
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Xiahou Hongyuan stared at the open gate of Yancheng, looking at the victory that was almost within reach, but he felt a deep sense of powerlessness in his heart, feeling that the distance that was so close was like a road that would never be crossed. A gap that cannot be overcome.
This sudden feeling of powerlessness was because he tried his best with all his strength, but the five thousand elite cavalry were completely wiped out before they could get even a hundred steps away from the gate of Yancheng.
The towering city wall looked more like a natural chasm, making Xiahou Hongyuan dare not look up.
"Stick up!" Qiu Zhan's eyes were ferocious on the wall of Yancheng City.
Dong dong dong——
In an instant, the drum beat was so loud that it completely suppressed the drum beat of the rebels outside the city.
"Let these rebels see the power of our Yancheng cavalry!"
"kill!"
Qiu Zhan waved the flag in his hand fiercely.
Rumble——
Ten thousand cavalrymen sprinted down the main road in the city, and the sound of horse hooves made the ground rumble.
The ten-man squad led by Xiao Chong was sandwiched in the middle of the cavalry army. As soon as they charged into the battle, Zhang Xiaopeng, the nine men who had never experienced a battle battle, felt their blood is surging, and they also had the urge to rush forward, being carried by the torrent. Feeling of oppression.
Qiu Zhan issued more than ten instructions in a row, mobilizing all his strength to cover the cavalry army that was about to come out of the cage to charge.
Seeing that the flag in Qiu Zhan's hand finally stopped, a powerful sect member who was watching the battle raised his hand and asked: "Old general, I'm sorry that I don't understand the way of war, so I take the liberty to ask a question."
"Please speak." Qiu Zhan said.
"The enemy is outnumbered and we are outnumbered. Wouldn't it be great to defend the city and fight? Why should we take the initiative to attack? The enemy has been attacking the towering city wall for a long time and can't do anything. He is accumulating full of resentment. If we go out to fight at this time, wouldn't we play into the enemy's plan? Let them find a way to vent their grievances, and let the warriors who rush out become the target of public criticism?" The sect's powerful man frowned deeply, with a puzzled expression on his face. In fact, he asked questions that were on many people's minds, but they were too embarrassed to ask them.
Qiu Zhan stroked his beard and laughed, saying: "I don't need to answer this question. The soldiers below the city will tell you the answer soon."
Ten thousand elite cavalry, like a furious dragon, roared out from the gate of Yancheng and plunged into the rebel army, instantly killing a large number of enemies.
The feeling of the nine Zhang Xiaozu was the most shocking. It felt like they were plunged into an endless hell. There were life-seeking ghosts in all directions. If they fell behind, they would be swallowed up instantly by the life-seeking ghosts. What makes them very uncomfortable and awkward is that most of their martial arts moves are useless. The team rushes too fast, and there is no time to catch and fight. The enemy is often passed by in a single face-to-face, and killed with one move. , it will pass if you can't kill it, and there will be no chance for a second move. This situation gave them a sense of frustration that they were unable to do anything about.
"You should not only keep your eyes on the enemy in front of you, but also pay attention to the enemy in front. With the help of the charge of the war horse, use the simplest, most direct and most labor-saving moves to defeat the enemy with one move." Xiao Chong gave instructions loudly while charging.
"The cavalry charge is like a sharp sword, and we are the edge of the sword. Only by keeping up with the speed and rhythm of the sword can we exert the power of the sword."
"At the same time, you must keep an eye on all directions and be careful of sneak attacks from arrows and powerful crossbows. Therefore, you must keep your body as low as possible. If necessary, you can sacrifice the horse under your crotch. If you are targeted by a heavy crossbow, or even a Zhuxian heavy crossbow, then You can only hope for happiness."
Hearing Xiao Chong's last words, Zhang Xiaoping and the other nine people were all startled, and their senses and intuitions were raised to the highest level for a moment. However, the battlefield is surrounded by dangers, and there are dangers in every direction. The sharper their senses and intuitions are, the more frightened they become.
Xiao Chong didn't say any more. He knew that the nine Zhang Xiaozhu were the leaders of the younger generation. Their understanding and growth rate were beyond the reach of ordinary people. He believed that as long as they gave a general idea, they would soon be able to understand it in battle. Explain the rationale and details.
After another two hundred steps of charging forward, just as Xiao Chong expected, the nine Zhang Xiaopawns could barely keep up with the charging rhythm. They no longer struggled with using powerful killing moves, but focused on speed, accuracy, and ruthlessness. Lord, I don’t ask for how many people can be killed with one move. I just ask that every time I take a move, I will take away an enemy’s life.
"Everyone pay attention -" Xiao Zhan suddenly shouted in a long voice, "Follow the formation!"
With Xiao Chong's roar, the speed suddenly began to increase, and the formation began to change. The cavalry team who rushed to the front and acted as sharp knives retreated, and the team behind them pushed forward. However, this process not only did not slow down the charging speed Slowing down, but becoming more fierce.
Woo——
Suddenly, a sharp sound piercing the air reached his ears from far to near in an instant. Zhang Xiaopou's face changed with fright. What came through the air was the crossbow arrow of a heavy crossbow. He shouted eagerly: "Little——"
However, the speed of the crossbow arrow was too fast. Before he could say the word "heart" behind him, the crossbow arrow had already fallen, piercing a cavalryman and the horse under his crotch, and a bloody hole as big as a bowl opened in his chest. Blood was pouring out of his organs, and it looked like he would not be able to survive.
"Kill!" Zhang Xiaopou roared angrily and chopped a rebel into pieces with the long knife in his hand. He could not save the cavalryman who was pierced by the crossbow arrows, but could only help him kill a few more enemies.
It's a pity that his roar and harshness not only failed to scare the enemy back, but instead attracted more violent attacks, and even more and more arrows were fired at them.
Zhang Xiaozhu couldn't help but feel horrified, because within the area covered by his subtle state of mind, the density of enemies had greatly increased compared to before, making him feel as if the enemies on the entire battlefield were rushing towards them.
His feeling was correct. Their cavalry team of ten thousand people had indeed attracted the attention of the entire battlefield. People were constantly rushing towards them, wanting to kill them and then hurry up.
Just as the powerful man on the city wall said, they suddenly became the target of public criticism.
However, the puzzling powerful people on the city wall found the answer they wanted. They clearly saw that the rebel formation was becoming chaotic without obeying the command. The rebels, who were full of resentment against the city wall, were all red-eyed. Suddenly they saw the enemies huddled in the turtle shells coming out. Without thinking, they waved the guys in their hands to rush up and kill them.
Qiu Zhan picked up the command flag and issued the order.
The cavalry team suddenly began to circle and charge back, with the clear purpose of returning home.
When the rebels saw it, they immediately became more violent. They finally found someone to vent their anger and resentment, but how could they let them leave alive. The more irritable they become, the faster they charge, and the more chaotic their formation becomes.
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boom!
Wei Ziyan broke through the ceiling of the chariot and rushed into the extremely high sky. There was still a dagger stuck in the back of his heart, and the sword wound that penetrated his chest was bleeding gurglingly. The blood that flowed out was dark black. The poison of Zui Xingchen had penetrated deep into his organs and bone marrow and flowed throughout his body.
"Master!" Zhou Jianlai finally found his master, but his miserable appearance made him heartbroken.
