"Clang!"
Feng Runsheng sensed the threat posed by the terrifying long sword. As a brave general who championed the three armies, his sensitive sense of danger told him that he must go all out.
Otherwise, he will die!
He died under the sword of Sang Qi, who was once frail and sick and had no strength to tie a chicken.
Therefore, this kind of instinctive feeling that he had experienced many times of life and death successfully allowed Feng Runsheng to save his life.
He gritted his teeth and used almost all his strength to neutralize the irresistible sword.
Just this sword attack completely drained Feng Runsheng of all his strength. At this moment, his arms were sore and his muscles all over the body were severely cramped and weak.
It seemed that he had fended off the sword perfectly and left safely back to his own formation.
In fact, it was only his trembling arms that reminded him that he had failed.
Looking at Feng Runsheng returning, Sang Qi returned the sword to its sheath with a pale face, and said coldly: "Remembering your affection for her, I won't kill you, so you can go ahead."
…
Listening to Sang Qi's words of forgiveness, Feng Runsheng calmed down, looked at him and slowly said: "Brother, you are really unwilling to let me go, fulfill my wish, let me see her!"
Sanqi:......
It is rare to see such a long-term love person nowadays, and Sang Qi was also a little moved.
However, Sang Qi would not let him see Sang Ning no matter what.
In order to completely crush his desire to see Sang Ning, Sang Qi prepared to attack.
"The whole army obeys the order and kill!"
Sang Qi waved his long sword and slashed forward quickly, ordering the army to immediately charge towards Feng Runsheng's army formation.
Tens of thousands of troops, including the Great Yan Qingjia Army led by Ghost Commander, the Jade Dragon Army led by Yu Ni, and the 15,000-strong Sang Kingdom Flying Cavalry.
The dark crowd of people surged violently like an avalanche, charging towards the vanguard from three square formations.
Every soldier in the vanguard army looked calm for a moment, waving their weapons and rushing towards the enemy.
Several times less than the enemy's strength, but still fearless in the counter-charge, it can be seen that under the leadership of Feng Runsheng, this army has reached its peak combat strength.
The soldiers and horses of both sides collided instantly, and the swords and knives collided hard, causing bones and flesh to fly everywhere.
For a moment, blood flew and gold and iron clashed. Countless soldiers had their heads crushed by flying horse hooves and died immediately before their swords were even taken out of their sheaths.
What is profoundly reflected is the cruelty of war.
The battle entered a fierce stage in the blink of an eye. Under the command of Sang Qi's eight-door golden lock formation, part of Feng Runsheng's 10,000 troops were consumed in an instant.
Now there are less than ten thousand people, and they are trapped in the center of the formation and cannot break out.
"Brothers! Listen to my command and kill!"
Feng Runsheng's sword was like cutting grass, and wherever it passed, the enemy soldiers were beheaded and died.
However, there were too many enemy troops and it was impossible to see the end at a glance. Feng Runsheng led the vanguard and continued to charge, trying to find a weak position suitable for a breakout.
However, every time Feng Runsheng led his men to kill a seemingly weak spot, under the command of Sang Qi, the entire army immediately changed their formations, turning from weak to thick human wall in minutes.
As a result, he couldn't break out for a while.
Thinking that if he was really killed here, he would not only harm the brothers who followed him, but he would also be completely unable to see Sanning.
Under such tremendous pressure, Feng Runsheng had no choice but to grit his teeth and keep fighting.
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"Anyone who stops me from seeing Sangsang will die. Drink!"
The Yanyue Sword in Feng Runsheng's hand was like a rotating rainbow, and he was writing freely with his pen and ink. The infected enemy soldiers fell to the ground and died one after another, turning into human calligraphy, lying all over the battlefield.
In a large tent not far from the battlefield.
At this moment, singing and dancing are in full swing, and the dancers with heavy makeup wave their arms vigorously to dance the streamers in their hands, forming silky patterns one after another in mid-air.
"Okay, hahaha, not bad!" Yu Nanxi, who was sitting next to Murong Zhao, adjusted the tiger tooth crown on her head and clapped her hands in praise.
Murong Zhao looked at the dancing girls with his eyes, holding a wine bottle in his hand, staring at the beer inside in trance.
Obviously, he didn't care about the wine and beauty in front of him.
After being out for so long, he still hasn't received any news from Sanning.
Murong Zhao sent many people to look for him, but in the end there was no result.
It wasn't that he didn't want to ask Sang Qi, but it was because of the destruction of the country. He almost killed Sang Ning. How could he have the face to ask him about her now?
To take a step back, even if Murong Zhao asked, would Sang Qi be willing to entrust his sister to a man who would subjugate his country again?
In the current situation of unknown war situation, it is simply impossible.
Therefore, Murong Zhao could only secretly explore the news about Sang Ning.
Now he got news that Sang Qi had secretly hidden Sang Ning.
So Murong Zhao sent people to find the hiding place, and now he is waiting for news.
Because he knew that Sang Qi was currently leading his army to block Feng Runsheng, and he had no time to pay attention to him looking for Sang Ning.
"Your Majesty, why don't you drink? Is it because the dance is not good enough or the wine is not fragrant enough?"
Yu Nanxi suddenly turned to look at Murong Zhao and said this deliberately.
In fact, he knew in his heart what this guy was thinking so uneasily.
He can ruin an entire country for one person, and he doesn't even frown for such a lavish squandering. It's impossible to say that he doesn't want the demon concubine.
In her heart, Yu Nanxi also longed to see her beauty, and wanted to see what the charm of the demon concubine was.
She was actually able to bring down so many heroes in the world, and Emperor Yanyun in front of her even defeated an entire country for her.
He couldn't understand what those people were thinking, so he wanted to find out.
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Suddenly being questioned by Yu Nanxi, Murong Zhao, who was waiting anxiously, was moved. He slowly raised the wine bottle, covered it with his sleeve, put it to his mouth and took a sip.
"Haha, Your Majesty, please."
Seeing this, Yu Nanxi also took a sip of wine, and continued slowly: "I wonder what your Majesty's next plan is? If you don't take any action, I'm afraid you and I will become prisoners."
When Murong Zhao saw him mentioning this matter, he narrowed his eyes and sneered: "King of the Southwest, don't pretend to be confused because you understand. In fact, haven't you already had the same countermeasures as me?"
Seeing that he had seen through her own thoughts, Yu Nanxi was not in a hurry and said in a low voice: "Use the trick. I want to see what kind of medicine is sold in this Sangdi gourd."
"Report!"
An orderly soldier rushed in and knelt on the ground in a panic. "Oh no, the gates of the Dajing Palace were wide open and a fierce charge was launched against our army. Now they have suffered heavy casualties and cannot resist anymore. Your Majesty and the King will evacuate first." Bar!"
"What?"
Murong Zhao stood up immediately, already half awake from the wine, and questioned.
Yu Nanxi on the side also frowned and looked confused. Sang Qi only took away 35,000 people, including Yu Ni and Gui Shuai who were leading the army.
In other words, there were eighty or ninety thousand men left for them to resist Helan Yin.
How could it be defeated in the blink of an eye?
Even if it is a pig, it will take several months to behead it, let alone the two of them who are elites.
"Fart, if you dare to lie about the military situation and disturb the morale of the army, I will chop off your head!"
Yu Nanxi grabbed the wine bottle and slammed it.
"Bang!" The messenger's helmet fell off with a sound, revealing his long hair.
It's a woman!
Pointing at the messenger, Yu Nanxi asked angrily: "Who are you?"
Just when Yu Nanxi stepped forward and drew her sword, ready to kill her at any time.
Murong Zhao, who had been silent on the side, spoke.
