The bear girl with her right arm landed on the ground about five feet away from Yan Yun, with a charming smile on her lips. She waved her black and thick right arm proudly, waving away the blood on her sharp claws.
Then, with the eyes of a winner, she looked at Yan Yun, whom she had disemboweled.
She was happy to watch him die. It would be best if he died in a particularly painful way to relieve the hatred in her heart!
"Sister, how are you?" It was the bear girl with the left arm who shouted, her voice trembling, and it seemed to contain inexplicable fear.
"What can I do..." The bear girl on the right arm was about to respond with a smile, when her throat felt sweet and something inside her body spurted out uncontrollably. She looked down and saw that it was sticky and was blood!
She also saw at the same time that there was a short sword stuck in her smooth belly, with only half of the sword body left outside.
Finally, she felt severe pain, her legs softened, and she knelt on the ground.
"Sister..." There was a look of pleading in her eyes. "help me……"
She was too confident and did not follow the advice of the left-armed bear girl "Don't let him get close". Instead, she relied on her body skills and her own divine power to fight in close quarters, thinking that she could kill Yan Yun on the spot with one blow.
But Yan Yun is not an ordinary general. His abilities come from hard training and life-and-death fights on the battlefield. Unless he dies immediately, it is extremely dangerous for him to have any strength left.
The bear girl in the left arm put away the python whip, flew to the bear girl in the right arm, and said: "Don't be afraid, sister, I will take you to find the master."
She picked up the bear girl with her right arm, shook it a few times, and stood at the top of the smoke-filled tent. She paused briefly, but she was trying to determine the direction.
"King Donglang, Yan Yun is dead, why don't we catch all these Yu barbarians quickly? When will we wait?"
The voice of the left-armed bear girl is not high, but with the blessing of magic power, it can be heard extremely far.
After saying that, she passed through the ceiling of the big tent and floated away.
The fire is burning!
Light up the nearby snow!
It was like a huge trap, attracting all the Dayu sergeants who were attacking the Qiang army here, like moths to the flame!
The soldiers and horses led by Yan Chang and Yan Hu attracted the main force of the Qiang people. Yan Long led Zhou Tong's armored cavalry with sharp knives and charged all the way. They came from behind and rushed to the Chinese army's tent.
When the voice of the left-armed bear girl came, he didn't believe it. He didn't believe that his third brother, who took the head of the general in the army, would be annihilated!
impossible!
Absolutely impossible!
The golden tent is where the East Wolf King's palace is. There is no mistaking it. Yan Yun must have succeeded in setting off such a big fire!
"General, the three generals are there!"
On a nearby watchtower, there was actually a disguised sergeant brought by Yan Yun hiding. He stood high and saw the scene that happened before.
Yanlong followed the direction of his finger and saw Yan Yun lying in a pool of blood at a glance. He was so anxious that he galloped over and quickly jumped off the horse.
"Third brother..." Yanlong shouted again, tears bursting from his eyes, and he knelt beside him, looking at his bloody body.
Perhaps Yan Yun heard his brother's cry. He wanted to respond, coughed up a mouthful of blood, and the divine light in his eyes flashed slightly.
Zhou Tong touched the aorta in Yanyun's neck and said, "The three generals are still alive!"
"Still alive?" Yan Long woke up from his dream, raised his arm to wipe his eyes, and shouted, "Zhou Tong, send my third brother back to Longtou Pass to find a military doctor!"
"No!" Zhou Tong picked up Yan Yun and got on the horse with the help of others.
"I will open the way!" Yan Yun held the horse girdle in hand and was about to return to the original road.
At this time, the disguised sergeant on the watchtower said urgently: "General, the commander's flag——"
"Where? How far away?"
"We're heading here..." The sergeant suddenly changed his subject and shouted, "No, the Qiang people are mobilizing troops and they want to encircle us!"
The trumpet sounded like thunder in the chaotic army.
In the distance, the horses' hooves were hurried, and the Qiang people's orders and shouts could be heard.
"Lord Wolf orders, capture Yanchang alive and conquer Longtou Pass!"
At this moment, the golden tent, which symbolized the authority of the East Wolf King, finally collapsed, causing a chaos of smoke and dust.
Yanlong looked back and saw that the big tent had become flat. Opposite the jumping fire, he saw a "Yan" flag fluttering in the wind!
Under the flag, there were clearly the father and son of Yanchang Yanhu who had just finished a bloody battle.
"Father, handsome!" Yanlong shouted.
Yan Chang was stunned, his gray brows furrowed, and he said with suspicion and surprise, "San'er?"
He had long heard the message "Yan Yun is dead". He was not surprised by the news. When he suddenly heard the shout, he thought it was Yan Yun who was not dead, so he couldn't help being surprised.
"Father, he is the eldest brother!" Yan Hu's eyesight is better than that of his father.
"Father, my third brother is seriously injured. I'm about to take him back to the city!" Yanlong shouted, "The Qiang people want to encircle us, let's rush out from here!"
"Fool!" Yan Chang's eyes widened angrily, and he cursed through gritted teeth, "You will come back the same way you came. If you can't go back, I won't let you go even if I'm a ghost!"
Yanlong took a deep look at Yanchang and his second brother, pulled the reins of his horse, and led Zhou Tong and others toward the outside to break through.
"General, go northeast!" the sergeant on the watchtower shouted.
Yan Chang looked at the eldest son's back in the distance for a long time, then turned his head and glanced at Yan Hu's bleeding abdomen. His eyes became kind and he whispered: "Second son, I am here to attract the enemy with my father..."
"Follow the order!"
"Do you blame your father for being partial?"
"How can a son blame his father?"
"No..." Yan Chang reached out and patted Yan Hu on the shoulder in a rare moment, "I am ashamed of you as a father..."
Yan Hu no longer knew what tears were, and it seemed that he had never experienced what a father's love was since he was a child. But at this moment, the sound of "Er Er" had already surpassed everything.
"Father..." Yan Hu choked with tears in his eyes, "If there is a next life, I will still be your son..."
"Okay..." Yan Chang smiled heartily and suddenly said sternly, "Raise the general's flag!"
On the high watchtower, a blood-stained "Yan" flag was hoisted. It was once hung on the tower of Longtouguan, but at this moment, it was flying next to the East Wolf King's central army tent.
The strong wind blows and the flags flutter, as if to declare its final glory!
"Little East Wolf King, Yan Chang is here, do you dare to fight with me?"
Yan Chang's energy sank into his Dantian, and he looked up to the sky and called.
"Yanchang, it's Yanchang!"
"Capture Yanchang alive! Defeat Longtou Pass!"
Among the chaotic soldiers and horses, the excited shouts of the Qiang people came.
The snow suddenly stopped for a while, then started falling again, like goose feathers, falling from the endless sky.
It is so dense that as far as the eye can see, the whole world is occupied by its white feathers.
The horses' hooves are like springs and their feet are like drums. The black Qiang soldiers will surge in from all directions like a mountain.
Most of Dayu's soldiers have been lost, and the total number does not exceed a thousand, but there is no fear on their faces.
"Generals, listen to the order!" Yan Chang shouted, raising the armor-piercing spear in his hand.
"Array up!"
"kill!"
[Starting from today, we will increase our update efforts to ensure an update volume of 100,000 words per month, Alexander]
