Listening to Yang Lin's words, Fan Hu's expression remained indifferent and he said with some disdain:
"Yang Lin, how long do you think the Great Sui Dynasty can survive? In a few years, the world will surely fall apart. The so-called peaceful age is just the tranquility before troubled times."
No one knows the future better than Fan Hu.
Yang Guang was the primary reason for the fall of the Sui Dynasty, but he was not the only reason. What's more, this dynasty has been suffering from terminal illness since its establishment.
Some things are destined long ago, it's just a matter of time.
"Shut up, you traitor, you dare to say such arrogant words here. Even if you kill Gu today, our Sui Dynasty has a lot of talents and strong generals. The imperial court will definitely send troops to wipe out you all!"
There is no doubt that Fan Hu's words have touched Yang Lin's back. What he protected throughout his life was the Sui Dynasty. How could it be like what Fan Hu said.
At this moment, Yang Lin's eyes were red and he was staring at Fan Hu angrily.
But Fan Hu didn't care. Yang Lin's death was approaching, so there was no need to worry about a dead man.
There was no guilt in his heart.
Although Yang Lin has done a lot in Dengzhou over the years. However, he does not know how many innocent people he has affected in his life.
Yang Lin has meritorious service, but he is also burdened with endless sins.
Since the positions are different, there is no need to be indecisive. Yang Lin will die here as the beginning of a new era.
The numerous troops were frightened out of their wits, and countless people fled in a hurry, not caring about Yang Lin's orders.
There were soldiers and horses surrounding Yang Lin, and they were all Yang Lin's cronies. Although they were equally frightened, they did not flee, but stood ready.
Yang Lin's adopted son looked at Fan Hu who was getting closer and closer, raised his weapon, raised his arms and shouted:
"All officers and men listen to the order and follow me to kill the thieves!"
They took the initiative to charge towards Fan Hu, trying to buy time for Yang Lin to escape.
However, such resistance had no impact on Fan Hu. Under the three-pointed two-edged sword, people continued to become dead souls, and their corpses covered the ground.
Of course Yang Lin wanted to run away, but with Fan Hu's gaze on him, he knew he couldn't.
If everyone comes together, they won't be able to buy much time.
"Hahaha, as the patron king of the Sui Dynasty, how can I be afraid of a rebel like you? Even if I die, I have nothing to fear!"
After all, he is a famous general of the generation. Although he is facing an opponent who is simply unmatched at this moment, at the last moment, Yang Lin did not flinch, and the fear in his heart was swept away.
Yang Lin's eyes were fixed on Fan Hu. He raised the water and fire dragon prison stick and shouted:
"The patron king Yang Lin is here, the thieves should stop being so rampant!"
Yang Lin's eyes widened in anger, his beard and hair were bulging, and he was in an unprecedented explosive state. Regardless of his injuries, he had no way out, all he wanted to do was fight with Fan Hu.
The golden-eyed beast charged, trampling the densely packed corpses under its body, and headed towards Fan Hu.
"Yang Lin, you can't protect the world, let alone Sui Dynasty. You are just wishful thinking!"
Fan Hu struck out with one strike. The three-hundred-and-fifty-pound three-pointed two-edged sword was so heavy. At this moment, in Fan Hu's hands, it exploded with such terrifying power.
This time, there was still no surprise, Yang Lin's water, fire and dragon prison sticks all flew out.
He also flew backwards, vomiting blood, and was in a state of embarrassment. Even if he tried his best, the huge gap in strength in front of Fan Hu was still disappointing.
"Rebels, the court will not let you go!"
Yang Lin gritted his teeth. He didn't believe everything Fan Hu said. The Sui Dynasty was so powerful now. How could two rebels be able to overthrow it? This was impossible.
Fan Hu stopped his horse and said disdainfully:
"It doesn't matter whether what I said is true or false, because today is your death day, and you won't be able to see it anymore."
Fan Hu's words were quite murderous. When Yang Lin heard this, he couldn't help but spit out another mouthful of blood. He shouted with a ferocious face:
"Dog thief..."
Facing Yang Lin's clamor, Fan Hu didn't take it seriously. He didn't kill Yang Lin directly, not to let him go, but to give his head to Qin Qiong.
Among the rebel troops at the rear, Qin Qiong and Jiang Song arrived late. After all, they are not Fan Hu. Even if they are not weak, killing ordinary soldiers is like chopping melons and vegetables.
However, if there are too many enemies in front of them, their physical strength will be depleted and their efficiency will be reduced.
Fortunately, they also came behind Fan Hu.
Looking at the messy scene around them and the countless fallen officers and soldiers, Qin Qiong and Jiang Song both had somewhat complicated expressions.
Although the three of them fought together in this battle, there was only one real main force, and that was Fan Hu.
If Fan Hu hadn't charged forward, they wouldn't have been able to break through with Yang Lin's large army.
After all, these 100,000 troops are not just a mob, but well-trained elites.
Even the individual combat power is far inferior to Qin Qiong and Jiang Song.
However, they formed a formation to meet the enemy, which consumed a lot of energy for the two of them. They fought all the way and felt quite exhausted.
Qin Qiong was shocked by Fan Hu's strength, but also grateful for Fan Hu's help. Without Fan Hu, how could he take revenge? I'm afraid he would just think about it for the rest of his life.
As for Jiang Song, he was unilaterally impressed by Fan Hu's strength. Facing such an opponent, unless you have absolute suppression strength, you will definitely lose.
But who in this world can have such a powerful power?
"Jianwei!"
Qin Qiong shouted, but didn't know what to say. They were brothers who lived and died together, so it would be too hypocritical to say thank you.
Looking to the side, Fan Hu certainly knew what Qin Qiong meant. He smiled and said:
"Shu Bao, go ahead and kill the Yang Lin dog thief and avenge your father!"
Qin Qiong nodded, and his eyes fell on Yang Lin. Although Yang Lin ran away last time, this time, the dust finally settled and there were no other variables.
Looking at Yang Lin who was no longer able to resist, Qin Qiong did not hesitate. It was meaningless whether he defeated the enemy who killed his father in front of him.
The current Qin Qiong is indeed not as strong as Yang Lin. He cannot wait for three to five years to achieve success in his studies before seeking revenge from Yang Lin.
No one knows what will happen at that time, whether Yang Lin will die of old age first, or whether he will die at the hands of others.
This moment is the best opportunity.
"Yang Lin, you killed my father back then. Today, retaliation for retaliation, I will use your head to honor my father's heroic spirit!"
Yang Lin looked at Qin Qiong and suddenly laughed:
"Hahahaha, I didn't expect that Gu would die here. If I had known this, I should have eradicated it."
Qin Qiong's expression did not change. He did not hesitate and smashed down the golden mace in his hand. This is a weapon handed down from Qin Yi, and I will use it to take revenge today.
"Bang!"
As soon as the mace went down, Yang Lin's head was broken and blood flowed, and his brain was split.
His face was as ferocious as an evil ghost, his eyes were staring at Fan Hu or Qin Qiong, and he would not close his eyes even if he died.
The dignified patron king died here.
