"Kill me at all costs!!!" Ge Cifeng also saw the dust in the sky to the east, and his heart tightened, and he pulled the spear from the hands of the soldiers next to him. Before the guards beside him could react, Ge Cifeng had already charged. Entering the military formation, he stabbed a Yulin soldier to death with one shot.
"Kill!!!" Xu Ren saw that Ge Cifeng had gone into battle in person, so he didn't care anymore and quickly drew his gun to catch up. The generals of Chu Xiang, regardless of their official positions, drew their weapons and charged forward.
The coach personally goes into battle, how can there be such a fight? When the Chu Xiang army saw Ge Cifeng holding a gun and riding a horse, they were all stunned. Then they saw the generals rushing out together. The morale of the soldiers was greatly boosted. At this time, there were no more front or rear troops. Everyone rushed forward at once, feeling in their hearts There is only one idea: kill!
The Chu Xiang army pressed forward, and the pressure on the Yulin army increased greatly. Many Yulin soldiers were killed by this charge.
The Yulin army was retreating steadily.
Seeing the momentum on the other side, Zhou Ziru immediately pulled out the long sword of a soldier, climbed on the back of Xie Rui's horse, raised his sword and shouted: "The capital has not been disturbed for six hundred years! If the Chu Xiang army is allowed to Take one step forward, we are all sinners! I would rather die than suffer shame!" After saying that, he also rode towards the rebels.
Zang Yun kicked his feet, jumped in front of Zhou Ziru's war horse, and held the horse firmly: "Prime Minister Zhou, don't act rashly!"
Zhou Ziru became anxious and struck Zang Yun with a riding whip: "Get out of my way! Victory or defeat depends on this battle. If you can't win, how can you go to see your majesty!"
"Even if you lose a thousand battles, you must not lose sight of Zhou Xiang!" Zangyun made a fierce attack. Not only did he not retreat, but his horse even took two steps back.
Zhou Ziru's movement here was noticed by many Yulin troops, and everyone was shocked! Everyone knows that Prime Minister Zhou doesn't know martial arts, but now even Prime Minister Zhou has personally taken up the sword and gone into battle. Is this really the point where he will fight to the death without retreating?
"Okay! I will risk my life today and fight to the death!"
"President Zhou said it well! I will never inflict this shame that has not been seen in six hundred years!"
"Mom and Dad, my child has served the country!!"
Most of Yulin's soldiers are soldiers and generals whose ancestors were passed down from generation to generation. For this kind of pure military family, the highest honor in their hearts is to leave a descendant for the family, and then die in battle and shine on the family lintel. The Zhou family is also the literary minister passed down from generation to generation in Daqi, so when Zhou Ziru mentioned the glory of the lintel, the soldiers of Yulin could best relate to it.
The troops led by Zhou Ziru, excluding the wounded, were only 8,000 troops, but they actually blocked Ge Cifeng's 70,000 to 80,000 troops. It was really incredible. Of course, the narrow official road was also one of the reasons. There were lakes on both sides nearby. Although the Chu and Xiang troops had many soldiers and horses, only a few thousand people were actually fighting.
As the smoke and dust from the east approached, Ge Cifeng charged for a while under the guards on the left and right, but he had no strength left. Looking at the reinforcements of the Yulin Army getting closer and closer, he felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart: We are so close to taking Wancheng. So close yet so far out of reach.
"Kill!" A group of soldiers and horses suddenly rushed out from the north, numbering tens of thousands, and rushed towards the battlefield in a mighty manner.
The Chu Xiang Army on the North Road led by Xiang Liangyu arrived in time.
"Okay, good time! Hahahaha!" After Ge Cifeng saw the incoming troops, he laughed crazily: "This old fox must have arrived a long time ago. He won't take action until the critical moment! That's fine, That’s fine, as long as I can win this battle! Hahahaha!”
Tang Xingchang came to see Xiang Liangyu. Now his temper has been tempered and he is no longer as irritable and impulsive as before. With a wave of the spear in his hand, several generals behind him consciously led half of their troops to meet Liangyu's Chu Xiang army on the north road, blocking the Chu Xiang army's support. He personally led the troops and horses to support Zhou Ziru in time. When the soldiers behind him rushed to the front, he had to switch defenses with the soldiers in the front row.
"If you don't leave, I don't have to worry about these idiots, I'll kill them!"
The soldiers in the front row were in a state of excitement. They refused to retreat no matter what, and vowed to fight to the death with the Chu Xiang army. Only some soldiers who were injured and could no longer fight were dragged away by their comrades and returned to the military camp.
Qingtian and others blocked the Qilin Bow, but gradually they could no longer hold on. The first person who couldn't hold on was Jia Hai. Blood was oozing from his eyes, and his accuracy with the spear became worse every time. He failed to hit the Qilin Bow dead soldier with several consecutive shots.
Qingtian looked back and shot away several Qilin Bow warriors. However, just to shoot out this shot, he almost fell down. He held on to the spear in time and managed to stand. He came to Jiahai and covered his head. Jiu Hai's eyes: "Stop looking, close your eyes!"
Jiahai's eyes were covered, and he leaned on the gun and gasped softly: "I can't see anymore..."
"It will be fine when we return to the capital. You can take a rest." After saying that, Qingtian fought again with the Kirin Archer who came up from behind.
Zhou Ziru was worried when he saw Jiahai's injuries, but he was even more worried about the situation of the battle. With the addition of Tang Xingchang's general fresh troops, the Yulin Army and the Chu Xiang Army were now in a draw, and it was hard to tell them apart.
"Hasn't the news arrived yet?" Zhou Ziru muttered secretly, and then comforted himself: "That's fine, the longer it is delayed, the better. When Ge Cifeng finds out, he will be helpless!"
After Fan Yu was dragged into the rebel army by a long whip, he did not panic. He captured a Chu Xiang soldier with one hand and was dragged along with him. After being dragged in front of the real owner, Fanyu took a look and knew that he had guessed well. The person who wielded the whip was Zhou Linglong.
When Zhou Linglong saw Fan Yu, she immediately kicked him in the face. Fanyu reacted quickly and immediately threw the Chu Xiang soldier he had captured towards Zhou Linglong. At the same time, he released his long whip and somersaulted over, planting his feet firmly on the ground to stabilize his body.
Zhou Linglong saw that the soldiers of Chu Xiang were coming towards her. Regardless, she kicked the soldiers of Chu Xiang. A muffled groan came from the soldier. He didn't know where the bones were broken by the kick, and he immediately vomited blood and died. . Zhou Linglong increased her strength and kicked hard, kicking Chu Xiang's soldiers back toward Fanyu.
A long stick stretched out from the side, inserted diagonally into the ground, held up the unlucky Chu Xiang soldier, and then lifted him upwards. This unlucky soldier didn't know where he was picked, and no one cared.
Zhou Linglong whipped out another whip, and Tui Lin reminded Nafeng in a low voice: "Be careful with the stick." After saying that, he dodged the whip and followed the whip towards Zhou Linglong. Tui Lin is confident that as long as he gets close, he will not lose.
Nafeng saw the whip coming, trampled on several Chu Xiang soldiers, jumped into the air, and dodged the whip. Zhou Linglong raised her head, feeling secretly resentful in her heart. She really wanted to seize Nafeng's long stick. As long as the opponent was on the ground, she could pursue him with the long whip, but he jumped into the air. If she wanted to pursue him again, she could only withdraw the long whip and attack again.
Zhou Linglong shook her wrist, and her long whip was like a spiritual snake, abandoning the wind and turning her head to attack Fanyu.
Fanyu was the best at grabbing, and there was nothing he couldn't hold. He stretched out his hand, and the whip was in his hand again, and he started to compete with Zhou Linglong.
This time, Zhou Linglong no longer used force to pull back the long whip, but took a few steps forward, shortening the distance between her and Fan Yu. With a flick of her wrist, the long whip circled several times, tightly wrapping Fan Yu. live. Fan Yu wanted to let go again, but it was too late. He had already been tightly entangled several times.
"Tiger roars at Pinggang!" Tui Lin crouched down and galloped out. His momentum was really like that of a fierce tiger. Every move he made sounded like a tiger roaring. Zhou Linglong believed that she was already in the state of rest and was not afraid at all. Holding the whip in one hand, he raised his fist with the other hand and punched Tui Lin.
Zhou Linglong took one step back and pushed Lin back three steps. But Tui Lin's foot spun, taking away Zhou Linglong's strength, and he pounced again, hitting Zhou Linglong with his second punch.
Zhou Linglong's reaction was far less flexible than Tui Lin's. She held down Chu Xiangjun next to her with one hand before she stabilized her figure slightly. The Chu Xiangjun who was pressed was miserable. He felt as if his shoulders had been crushed and the pain was excruciating.
Zhou Linglong raised her leg and chopped it down from top to bottom like an axe. Tui Lin was forced back a little by this kick, and then quickly approached, hitting faster and faster, pushing harder and harder. After a few moves, Zhou Linglong was already tired of dealing with them, but Tui Lin was like a fierce tiger, indomitable, flexible, and quick to attack.
Once again, Push Lin flashed in front of Zhou Linglong and hit Zhou Linglong's chest with a knee.
Zhou Linglong decisively gave up the long whip, hugged Tui Lin's knees with both hands, dragged them to the ground, and struck with her fists.
"Sweep the mountains and rivers with the stick!" A shout came from mid-air. Nafeng raised his stick and pointed it at Zhou Linglong's head before hitting him. The stick made heavy shadows and the wind rustled. Zhou Linglong was frightened when she heard this, and was about to abandon Tui Lin and avoid the stick. Unexpectedly, Tui Lin was on the ground and his legs were entangled with Zhou Linglong's feet. Fan Yu also came over and grabbed Zhou Linglong's thin waist.
Unable to move.
"Oops!" Zhou Linglong raised her hand to block it, and hit Zhou Linglong's forearm with a stick. With a "click", Zhou Linglong knelt down on one knee, knowing that the bone in her hand must have been broken. At this time, he still did not forget to fight back and hit Fanyu with his elbow. Fanyu grabbed Tui Lin on the ground and retreated.
Zhou Linglong hugged her arms, turned around and ran away.
The three of them looked at each other and nodded at the same time. Instead of chasing after him, they turned back to protect Zhou Ziru.
Chang Yansheng had been competing with Shanshan and Lijiang for a long time. Even though they were strong, they were exhausted at this time. Chang Yansheng is at ease and ready to work.
"Little boy, you don't have enough experience in the world, hehehe." Chang Yansheng swept across with his sword, and a thick sword energy came across. The two of them raised their weapons together and joined forces to block it.
"It takes three people... to defeat him." Shan Shan gasped.
Li Jiang was about to speak when he saw Na Feng and three others arriving from the rebel army. He grinned and said, "Five people, wouldn't he have to die here?"
Chang Yansheng has outstanding swordsmanship. Although he is old, he is not dim-sighted. Chang Yansheng noticed it just as Na Feng and the others arrived.
"Zhou Linglong was defeated?" Chang Yansheng's face finally turned ugly. Zhou Linglong's cultivation was on par with him. Even if it was difficult to win against the three enemies, holding them back was not a problem. How could these people come so quickly?
Nafeng guessed what Chang Yansheng was thinking, and said with a smile: "That female bandit, I was so fascinated when I saw my brother, she has surrendered to the imperial court. She is currently cleaning up the Chu Xiang army. ."
"That's nonsense."
When the martial arts realm reaches the Breathing Boundary Realm, one's tenacity towards martial arts is far beyond comparison with others. If one is so easily seduced by color, he will not be able to reach the Breathing Breathing Realm. However, Chang Yansheng's face turned ugly after all. The three of them were indeed here, and it was a fact that Zhou Linglong was defeated.
"Brothers, smash this old bone of his!" Seeing that the reinforcements had arrived, Shanshan was determined and bold, and he raised his sword and was about to charge forward.
"Wait!" Chang Yansheng sheathed his sword: "I am not your opponent, and there is no need to fight to the death with you. I am already at this age, and it is not worth it to sacrifice my life for Chu Xiang. Let's just treat it as a misunderstanding. I will leave now and will never interfere in the affairs of the world."
Zhou Linglong faced three enemies and was unable to escape. Now she faced five. If they really fought, a handful of old bones would be smashed to pieces. Chang Yansheng was very sensible and acted according to the prevailing situation without delaying. He didn't even think about fighting them.
"Easy to say!" Nafeng spoke before Shanshan and Lijiang, for fear that these two reckless men would get angry and refuse to give up.
Chang Yansheng tapped his feet lightly and fell away from the battlefield.
