"Lord Huyan, no luck, Fengcheng is surrounded!" A general rushed over to report the military situation.
Hu Yanlan was stunned: "What did you say? Which city?"
"Fengcheng!" The general looked eager.
"Fengcheng? This is Fengcheng!" Hu Yanlan was even more confused.
The general became even more anxious: "Yes, Master Huyan, this city is surrounded!"
Hu Yanlan was stunned: "Come with me and have a look!" Seeing is believing, even if you didn't see Hu Yanlan killed with your own eyes, you wouldn't believe it.
The two of them hurried out of the county government gate. Hu Yanlan asked blankly: "Which city gate?"
"There are all four cities! Master Huyan, you can go to that city gate!" The war general was impatient.
"Then...then go to the south gate! Go to the south gate!" Hu Yanlan had no idea at this time, but most of the soldiers and horses in the city had been sent to the south gate. At this time, he was most concerned about the situation at the south gate.
Arriving at the south gate, Hu Yanlan climbed onto the city wall and looked down the city.
Outside the city, flags were fluttering, soldiers and horses were strong, and there was a vast sea of people and horses, no one knew how many there were.
"How many soldiers and horses are there? Where are these soldiers?" Hu Yanlan believed it now...
"I don't know where the soldiers are... there are about 20,000 soldiers and horses at the east gate, west gate, and north gate. The south gate... I don't know how many soldiers there are..."
"How many soldiers and horses are there in the city...how many troops are there in the city?" Hu Yanlan asked hurriedly.
The general replied: "There are less than 40,000 soldiers capable of fighting in the city, and we still have to guard each gate..."
After hearing this, Hu Yanlan was silent for a moment, and then smiled bitterly: "I fell into the trap... I didn't expect that even I fell into the trap..."
It was only now that Hu Yanlan finally understood that she had been completely trapped since Ying Xiao.
"Sir, what should we do now?" The general didn't care who fell into the trap, he only cared about what to do now.
Hu Yanlan closed her eyes and thought for a moment, then looked at the flags outside the city one by one. The huge "Zhou" flags were flying everywhere.
"Zhou...could it be the Zhou family in the Central Plains capital?" Hu Yanlan said to herself: "Don't panic. There are still 40,000 soldiers in the city. If you want to leave, you can just break through to the north. Are you still afraid? Is it impossible to escape?"
These words made the general blush a little, and he muttered: "General Mo is not just greedy for life and afraid of death, but he is really worried about your safety..."
"Send a message to order the soldiers and horses to withdraw quickly and return to Fengcheng to aid. When the soldiers and horses withdraw, they will send troops to fight out from the city. This crisis will be resolved." Hu Yanlan quickly thought of a way.
Most of the generals in Beiyi were relatively reckless. When they heard this, they felt that it was reasonable and quickly arranged to pass the order.
Soon, an eagle spread its wings and flew south from the city wall of Fengcheng.
Zhou Ziru looked at the eagle and coughed twice. The general beside him quickly drew his bow and arrow, aiming at the eagle in the sky.
"Slow down, let it go." Zhou Ziru stopped him.
The general of the Yulin Army was a little puzzled: "Prime Minister Zhou, but... in case reinforcements are called in."
"At this time, Wu Dinggong must be fighting with the Northern Yi soldiers. If the Northern Yi soldiers are in chaos as soon as the letter asking for help arrives, it will also be beneficial to Wu Dinggong."
"As for the reinforcements, don't worry. Let's make arrangements to attack the city. Feint attack at the south gate and north gate, and attack forcefully at the west gate and east gate."
The Yulin Army general nodded, and several heralds quickly rode their horses along Fengcheng to deliver the order.
The army attacked and there were casualties both above and below the city.
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"Ma Baolu, it's all thanks to you this time." Hu Yanluo ran far away and then breathed a sigh of relief. He felt a cold feeling on his back, which was wet with sweat.
"It's the responsibility of the general." Ma Bao said in a low voice.
If there had been a fight just now, he might not have been able to escape unscathed, but the other party would also have to pay a heavy price.
But what was strange to him was that there was no hesitation or timidity in the other party's eyes, but instead a mocking smile, as if the two of them had been let go on purpose.
But I have already left, and I don’t care much anymore. Hu Yanluo retreated to the army. He originally wanted to continue commanding the troops to withdraw, but Ma Baolu took him away without any doubt.
Hu Yanluo knew that this was also for his own good, and said, "Yi Xiaodao is very capable, and he has all kinds of capable people under his command. I don't want to be his enemy."
"Ha, General Huyan doesn't want to be his enemy, so who do you want to be his enemy?" A loud laugh came, and when the two of them looked intently, four people appeared in front of them.
"Who are you?" Ma Baolu stepped in front of Hu Yanluo and asked sternly.
"Eight Yin and Yang, have you ever heard of it?" One of them, holding a big drum, asked with a cheerful smile. This person was none other than Luo Wei.
At the beginning, when the martial arts conference was held in Jinshan, among the eight Yin and Yang sons, the fourth Yang son was frightened by Lian Yunyin and fled on the spot, and has never been traced since.
There are rumors in the world that the fourth son of Yang in the Zhou family is inferior to the soul of his daughter. The fourth son of Yin is still fighting to the death, but the fourth son of Yang has escaped. Little did they know that they had received secret orders from Zhou Ziru to evacuate at that time.
Lian Yunyin's evil technique was just enough to restrain Yang Sizi, and it was meaningless to tangle with him on the Jinshan Mountain.
At that time, Meng Qianya had already escaped into the Jianghu of the Central Plains, so Zhou Ziru simply transferred the Fourth Son of Yang to this frontier place to prepare for the current Great War of Beiyi.
"Oh, the fourth son of Yang was scared away by an unknown person from Xigui in Jinshan. How can he have the nerve to come back to the world now?" Ma Baolu said in a deep voice. Although the words were sarcastic, there was no smile on his face. meaning.
"There are a lot of talented people in the martial arts community in the Central Plains. It is a fact that their skills are inferior to others. How can you say that they are unknown? Useless people like me can only come here to fight against Northern Yi."
Among the four, only Yao Qingmiao is the most outgoing and eloquent. He responded with sarcasm without mercy.
"General Huyan, I will hold the four of them down later, and you can escape back to Fengcheng as soon as possible." Ma Baolu had some knowledge of the martial arts in the Central Plains, and knew that the four of them were not weak opponents, so he arranged an escape route for Hu Yanluo.
"Hey! What are you talking about? Do you think we are deaf? Can't you lower your voice?" Luo Wei knocked the big drum in front of him dissatisfied and said loudly.
Ma Baolu and Hu Yanluo ignored him, but they didn't speak either.
It's not that Ma Baoru speaks loudly, it's just that Yang Sizi is the most familiar with music and is extremely sensitive to sounds. No matter how quietly they spoke, they could hear them clearly.
"I want to go to Fengcheng, but I can't." Zhu Sangqiu gently plucked the strings of his piano and tried the tone.
Mabo Ritsu stopped talking nonsense, dragged his giant ax, slapped his horse and rushed towards the four of them.
Yao Qingmiao took a few steps forward. Only a few steps away, Ma Baolu had already rushed to his side, holding the ax high and about to chop it down on the top of his head.
The ax was raised high for a long time, but it still failed to strike.
Looking at Yao Qingmiao again, she had already played her fife and walked past him, seemingly turning a blind eye to the tomahawk held high in front of her.
"Some... skills!" Ma Baolu seemed to be struggling to free himself from something, and finally opened it with all his strength, and still slashed towards Yao Qingmiao's position in front of him with his axe. Naturally, nothing could be hit.
The big ax struck the air, but did not stop. It swung it in a semicircle and slashed behind him. The ax blade shined on Yao Qingmiao's back, vowing to split him in half with one axe.
"Danglang~!"
Jiao Luoying stood aside, holding a golden cymbal, and struck it hard. A loud sound of the cymbal stopped the ax in Ma Baolv's hand.
Mabo Ritsu felt numb all over, and his hands were no longer in control. He couldn't swing the ax no matter what, and it was his best effort to hold it steady.
Mabo Ritsu could still withstand it, but the war horse under his crotch could no longer withstand it. His legs went weak and he fell to his knees directly on the ground, foaming at the mouth...
Yao Qingmiao took advantage of this moment and walked up to Hu Yanluo: "Your Excellency, you are Hu Yanluo, right? Prime Minister Zhou has invited you to come with us, right?"
"Hmph, delusion!" Although Hu Yanluo was thin, he was still a military general. He raised his sword and slashed without saying a word, without caring whether he was Yao Qingmiao's opponent or not.
The flute sounded again, Hu Yanluo's sword was raised high, fell gently, and was caught by Yao Qingmiao.
"The weapon is good, I'll take it."
Yao Qingmiao handed over Hu Yanluo's weapons easily.
Mabo Ritsu slowly got up from the ground. Every movement seemed to involve great effort, and every move was a waste of effort.
He slowly stretched out his hand, took off the helmet on his head, and struck it hard with his giant axe.
"No!" Zhu Sangqiu was about to raise his hand to play the piano, but he was still a step too late, and Ma Baolu's helmet hit the giant ax heavily.
With a "clang" sound, the banging of the helmet covered up the sound of the piano and flute, and Mabo Ritsu could move freely.
With a flick of his foot, the giant ax was immediately caught in his hand, and he slashed towards Yao Qingmiao.
Jiao Luoying and Zhu Sangqiu worked together and played the golden cymbals and Hengqin at the same time, but they were unable to do anything. The lingering sound of the helmet hitting the giant ax just now was still there.
Yao Qingmiao was the best in Qinggong among the four. He noticed the movement behind him and spun around to avoid the axe. However, the sword that Hu Yanluo had just captured in his hand was snatched back by Ma Baolu.
"Cang~!" Ma Baolu snatched the sword back and did not hand it back to Hu Yanluo. Instead, he struck the giant ax again, continuing the sound of the helmet's strike just now.
"Let's go!" Ma Baolu shouted sharply at Hu Yanluo.
Hu Yanluo didn't dare to neglect, so he turned his horse and charged, directly passed several people, and headed north as hard as he could.
Luo Wei, Zhu Sangqiu and others were not good at close combat and did not dare to stop the war horse.
"This allows him to escape?" Luo Wei couldn't believe it. He hadn't made a move yet. Even if he did, he couldn't stop Hu Yanluo...
"General Hu Yan is very capable. It's a pity that there are still four more."
Hu Yanluo had just rushed past four people, but before he could be happy, four more people blocked his way.
Four women, one with a gun, one with a sword, one with a knife, and one with a hook.
Yin Sizi is also here...
