The ebony blade refers to the head on Qi Yuan's neck.
Lin Jing was unable to move. When Xu Mingyi saw this, he turned around and grabbed Qi Yuan to take him away regardless of whether he had committed a crime or not.
It's not too late to hurry up and leave now, and the guards can still protect His Majesty from leaving.
Lin Li rebelled, and the loyalty of the border troops was immeasurable. However, Qi Yuan also opened the city gate and provoked the Mongolian army's desperadoes.
Lin Jing and Xu Mingyi couldn't help but complain that An Jiu was too loyal!
Why do you obey all orders? Can you listen to this kind of suicidal order? Can?
Pig brain!
Xu Mingyi was already weak, and Lin Jing had difficulty moving. Lin Zhi was also pressed to the city gate by An Jiu.
At this moment, no one can move the city wall far enough.
Seeing the Mongolian army approaching the city, Lin Jing angrily took out a dagger and put it on her neck.
"If Your Majesty doesn't leave, Jing Wei will have to take the first step!"
Qi Yuan's quick eyes and hands quickly touched Lin Jing's numb hole and took the dagger away.
Lin Jing's hands were numb, and he, who had always been calm and indifferent, was now so angry that he became a pufferfish.
But before he could finish his words, Qi Yuan enthusiastically drew his bow and aimed an arrow at Wulimu, who was leading the way.
Ulimu's cavalry and archery force is not weak, otherwise it would not be able to raise an army on the grassland where the strong are respected.
The arrow feathers flew through the air, but they only missed Wulimu's neck.
Wulimu's senses were sensitive and he reacted very quickly to avoid the sharp arrows. He raised his eyes and looked towards the city wall in the distance, his murderous intention became even more intense.
Wulimu's speed did not slow down, and the machete in his hand danced with great force. The Mongolian cavalry who entered the shooting range also drew their bows on horseback and started shooting.
An Jiu had left the city gate long ago. At this time, his two swords were airtight and blocked Qi Yuan's arrow feathers.
Lin Jing and Xu Mingyi were also taken into the tower to escape by Lin Zhi.
The two sides have engaged in battle, and the opportunity to retreat has been missed.
Lin Jing looked at Qi Yuan who was calm and composed and was speechless for a moment.
The cold wind picked up the corners of Qi Yuan's clothes, and the tall and steady young emperor stood thinly under the king's flag.
One man faces thousands of armies.
Wulimu was extremely fast, but Qiyuan pulled the string even faster, and each sharp arrow threatened Wulimu's life.
As soon as the first arrow arrived, the second arrow also arrived in front of him.
Not only did he hit the vital point directly and with full force, Wulimu held the scimitar tightly and blocked the arrow feathers. Within a few breaths, several sharp arrows came at him, and Wulimu's wrists were sore and numb.
The smile on Qi Yuan's lips became brighter and brighter, and the five arrows fired in unison made Wulimu panic. He had already narrowly escaped death several times before reaching the city gate.
After another five arrows were fired, only the last arrow fletch was left in the quiver.
Qi Yuan's eyes brightened slightly, he drew the bow to full capacity, and the sharp arrow flew out with a loosening and tightening, leaving only an afterimage.
As soon as Wulimu knocked down the scimitar in the sharp arrow's hand and was about to turn around, an arrow shot through his wrist and the scimitar fell out of his hands.
Even though Wulimu had slowed down and hid behind the cavalry, the fast movement of the cavalry could not protect him airtight.
For the condescending Qi Yuan, the closer Wulimu is to the city gate, the more dangerous it is.
As soon as the scimitar was out of hand, Wulimu immediately fell back on his horse to avoid the arrows that followed, and took the Mongolian soldier's weapon with his left hand.
Wulimu's movements were smooth and smooth, but they were all predicted by Qi Yuan.
As soon as Wulimu took the weapon and sat up, a sharp arrow pierced his left wrist.
Feeling the pain in his hand, Wulimu felt the threat of death and subconsciously leaned back to avoid it.
However, it still did not escape Qi Yuan's expectation. The last arrow feather came through the air, leaving an afterimage in everyone's eyes.
Just when Ulimu thought he had escaped disaster again, his throat, which was protected by cloth armor, was pierced by a sharp arrow.
The arrow was immersed in two-thirds of it, and the arrowhead was exposed through the throat.
Before the joy of surviving the disaster disappeared from Wu Limu's face, his hands went limp and he leaned back and died on the horse.
No one thought that the sickly young man who looked innocent could have such superb archery skills.
Ulimu's cavalry is less than fifty steps away from the open city gate!
But the hero of the grassland died in such a bizarre way and could only stop there.
Ulimu only met Qi Yuan twice. The first time was the prelude to the defeat of the Mongolian army, and the second time became the end of Ulimu's life.
As soon as Ulimu died, the charging cavalry was in a state of confusion, causing the cavalry behind them to react a little too hastily.
The power of the spear formed by the iron cavalry was suddenly greatly reduced.
But those under the city are, after all, Ulimu's main army, the best of the best.
So it didn't take long to recover.
"Capture the little emperor alive to avenge the leader!"
"Kill!"
"Avenge the leader!"
Hatred aroused the bloody spirit of this tiger and wolf division, and the cavalry shouted and rushed to the city gate.
Boom!
A thunder suddenly exploded, and the arm-thick thunder hit the gate of Pingcheng without any warning.
The arc of electricity that exploded was like fire, and the Mongolian cavalry, whose armor was mostly made of lightning conductors, was instantly charred.
The cavalry in the van fell to the ground, and the cavalry following them became confused.
A sudden thunder turned everything around in an instant.
However, the thunder still did not stop, and in the blink of an eye, the sky above Pingcheng became gloomy.
Dark clouds were closing in on the city, and the wind was blowing fiercely. What's more, the purple thunder passes through it like a divine punishment.
Such a magical scene calmed the Mongolian and border troops on the plains.
Only Lin Li, who was wearing silver armor, couldn't help but be happy when he saw this.
The power of heaven!
Now Lin Li knew that the boy on the city wall was the target of this hunting mission without the system locking him.
The laws of heaven in this world have been defeated by them, and no matter how powerful the Immortal Lord is, he has to be limited by this weak body.
Now the power of heaven is mobilized to control the laws of this small world, and the destiny of the world is gathered into one.
Trying to overstep his authority and control the incomplete rules as the son of the world's destiny.
Lin Li looked at the dark clouds above his head. This man was so weakened that he was still able to do this. He was indeed worthy of this hunt.
But all this has no use at all except exposing his location to the hunting missionaries.
In front of their system props, this is just a desperate struggle.
Lin Li's eyes were bright, looking at Qiyuan on the city wall as if he was looking at the huge wealth of a successful mission.
That’s a total of 3 million merit points, 40 million faith points, and 100 million system points!
Now the reward is right in front of him. He only needs to wait for that bullshit immortal king to use the power of heaven to solve the weakness of the Mongolian army, and then he can complete the mission as a "loyal minister"!
Excited, ecstatic.
Lin Li was now filled with the pride and pride of getting the reward before the big guys on the ranking list.
What about the boss? So what if the mission identity is good? Aren't you still wandering around like a headless chicken in Daxuan?
Luck is king!
This huge reward should be his!
As long as he completes this mission, he will be completely free to go to Wujiang.
Lin Li didn't feel sorry for the merit at all now. Instead, he took this opportunity to immediately redeem the props in the system that could kill gods.
