Li Miaoyin originally wanted to wait for Yang Xun to finish the business and settle the accounts with Yang Xun, but in the afternoon she heard that Yang Xun rushed to Dongyu alone, with only the two masters of Xuanwu White Tiger and Li Ping'an with him.
Li Miaoyin also heard that the Ni people had invaded the border, and knew that Yang Xun was going to conquer the Ni people.
I don't know why, but my hatred for Yang Xun can no longer be brought up, but I started to worry about Yang Xun.
Thinking of Yang Xun leaving without saying goodbye, I felt a little disappointed.
Of course, Paaniya was also disappointed.
However, Paaniya also left the palace early the next morning. After meeting Bohan at the Ministry of Rites, she and Bohan embarked on the journey back to Loulan.
Although she was reluctant to leave, she would eventually return to Loulan in person to tell King Loulan about this matter.
As for Lu Shaya, she stayed in Qianjing City because she was married to Li Ping'an.
Li Ping'an occupied Luo Yongzhi's original mansion as a sweet home for the two of them.
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Five days later, Dongyu, Hangyu Village.
At this time, the village was filled with flames, shouts of killing, and screams could be heard endlessly.
At the entrance of the village were the bodies of hundreds of men.
The men in the entire Ganyu Village, ranging from the sixty-year-olds to the eleven or twelve-year-old boys, all stepped forward to fight with the Ni soldiers with hoes and sickles for their wives, children, and their homes.
But there was a huge difference in strength, and they were completely crushed by Ni soldiers.
But from the beginning to the end, no one took a step back. Everyone was rushing forward without fear of death until the last person fell!
Although all the men in the village died in the battle, dozens of soldiers from the Ni Kingdom were also replaced!
However, these Ni soldiers who occupied the village vented their anger on the women, children and children. The entire village was looted. Except for the young women, no one was left alive in the village, not even the children were spared.
The demons from overseas were carrying their trophies and the young women, everyone grinning wildly and laughing wildly.
On a big tree not far away, Pufa, who had just arrived, looked at this scene with veins popping out on his head and his eyes filled with murderous intent.
After recovering from his previous injuries, he came to Dongyu. He originally wanted to find a chance to kill Kong Wu, the traitor, but he didn't expect to be late.
No one expected that tens of thousands of Ni people would be killed on the way.
King Dongwu was attacked from two sides and his entire army was annihilated. The 50,000 Xiliang cavalry had to pay a high price for rescue, so they had no choice but to retreat to Chuzhou.
At this time, Pufa was covered in blood and had several stab wounds on his body, because he had just come from another village, and all the Ni people in that village had been killed by him.
He was very tired, and the wounds on his body made him sweat. He knew very well that he could no longer fight.
Looking at those arrogant Ni people, Pufa clasped his hands together, but there was indescribable determination in his eyes: "Amitabha, if I don't go to hell, who will?"
The next second, Pufa jumped down from the tree and headed straight for the Ni people.
"Baga!" At this time, several Ni people noticed a monk running towards them, and immediately drew out the samurai swords at their waists and rushed towards the monk.
Pu Fa turned sideways to avoid the oncoming knife, and then punched out, hitting a Ni countryman in the face.
With a "poof" sound, the Ni country man's head exploded like a watermelon, and his brains splattered everywhere.
Then Pufa raised his leg and kicked another Ni countryman away.
The Ni countryman flew dozens of meters away, his whole chest was sunken, and he fell motionless under a big tree.
Facing this group of inhumane beasts, Pufa didn't hold anything back. He used all his strength every time he made a move, and every move was a killing move!
These Ni people, who claim to be warriors, are as vulnerable as local chickens and dogs in front of the law.
Soon, the fight attracted the attention of more Ni people. Seeing how fierce Pufa was, those Ni people immediately swarmed forward. Pufa was unable to dodge and was hit with several knives.
Pufa knocked away two more people, pulled away, and tore off the blood-stained monk's robe, revealing more than a dozen shocking wounds.
Blood poured out from every wound, turning Pu Fa into a bloody man.
With a pale face, Pufa rolled up the monk's robe and tied it around himself, as if he wanted to slow down the blood flow.
"Baga Yalu, you monk, you are so courageous! You actually killed so many of us, you are dead!" A leading Ni country man said.
"As long as I can slaughter all of you pigs and dogs, why should I fear death?" Pufa said coldly and rushed towards the Ni people again.
This time, Pufa's power was much weaker and his speed also slowed down, but Pufa showed no intention of retreating and continued to fight with the Ni people with his eyes wide open.
Even though his back was dripping with blood, even though his eyes were stained red with blood, even though his body was twitching from pain, there was always only one word in his heart, "Kill"!
Finally, Pufa couldn't hold on any longer and fell in a pool of blood, but he still kept his eyes open and stared at the beasts in front of him.
He wanted to get up, but he had no strength at all, and his limbs didn't obey him at all.
He hates, he hates why he was always playful when he was a child and didn't learn skills from his master. He hates why he came a step late and caused so many people to suffer. He hates himself even more for not being able to send these beasts on their way!
Seeing Pu Fa lying on the ground and struggling, the Ni people seemed not satisfied, and immediately surrounded him, wanting to hit Pu Fa with a few more blows.
At this moment, dozens of arrows rained from all directions, knocking down a group of Ni people in an instant. The next second, dozens of blood-covered Jinyi guards came out of the woods and fought with the Ni people.
Since the fall of Dongyu, the Jinyi guards lurking in Dongyu have only one order: kill Jizi!
In the past few days, they have been traveling between villages and towns, fighting with small groups of Ni country forces. Only the original number of more than a hundred people is left.
"Brothers! The prince has arrived at Dongyu and will come to support us soon. Kill them for me, kill all these beasts!" Baihu shouted over and over again while waving his Xiuchundao.
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
The morale of the Jinyi guards was high, and they quickly suppressed this group of Ni people. Even though their comrades kept falling around them, no one retreated.
Twenty minutes later, the entire battlefield was littered with corpses. Hundreds of Ni people were all in mourning, and only a dozen of Jin Yiwei could stand.
At this time, there was no joy of victory on everyone's face, but sadness for the death of their comrades.
This was the largest group of Ni people they had encountered in the past few days. Although they had wiped out all the Ni people, their casualties were also considerable.
At this moment, a guard in Jinyi suddenly shouted to Baihu: "Boss, this monk is still alive!"
