"Spike Talisman!" A voice sounded in Youhou's ear, it was Da Ming! The person he admires most.
Youhou woke up in an instant, and his destiny gave him a hand before he set off.
Just like many kings have personal tokens, so does the great destiny. But neither of them probably expected that the wolf tooth talisman was not used on the Marquis of Yan whom they valued most, but on the hands of a veteran who served under the Marquis of Yan.
Youhou's self-confidence recovered instantly: "Seeing this talisman is like seeing a great destiny." With the blessing of luck, Youhou's injuries recovered quickly, and his strength, which was on the verge of exhaustion, was steadily recovering.
"Veteran General Qin, I admit that you are very strong! But that's it for now."
Youhou adjusted his previously passive posture and began to fight with both hands at the same time. The only thing in his eyes was the approaching Veteran Qin. His fists were swung out like lightning, hitting Veteran Qin again and again.
Veteran Qin's face became solemn. He didn't expect this young man to recover so quickly. However, although he said he despised Youhou, he used all his strength to fight the lion against the rabbit and did not dare to slack off from the beginning to the end.
The fists of the two collided again, but this time, Youhou did not flinch. His fists were as hard as iron stone and withstood General Qin's attack. His eyes were as sharp as an eagle, as if he wanted to see through General Qin.
The battle entered a fierce stage, and the figures of the two people intertwined in the heavy snow, which was dazzling. The sound of their fists hitting each other echoed in the air, beating in people's hearts like war drums.
Youhou suddenly exerted his strength and punched General Qin hard. General Qin's expression changed, and he hurriedly crossed his palms to resist. However, the force of this blow was so great that General Qin was shaken back a few steps.
It's now! Youhou saw the right opportunity, jumped up in the air, and kicked Qin Qianqiang. Seeing that he couldn't dodge, General Qin had to rush to catch the kick with both palms.
There was a muffled bang, and the two bodies collided in the air, making a spark-like sound. General Qin's body was hit hard on the ground by the force of the kick, and snowflakes mixed with smoke were flying everywhere.
"It's over!" Youhou's roar made everyone tremble. The warriors in the Northern Territory cheered one after another, while the defenders of Yan State looked ashen.
"I'm not dead! Defend the city!" A shout reminded the defenders of the Yan Kingdom of those bloody days and nights of fighting.
"I'm not dead! Charge forward!"
"I'm not dead! Hold on!"
"I'm not dead! Leave the grandson opposite to me!"
How can a person who has been licking blood for half his life let others trample on his home?
"You're not dead, you're just old!" Youhou Hou's voice came, dissipating all the morale that the Yan Kingdom defenders had just managed to gather.
Yes, no matter how good General Qin is in fighting and fighting, what if he has rough skin and thick flesh honed by half a lifetime of scars all over his body? General Qin, General Qin, he is old.
"Old guy, it is not unjust to die in the hands of Youhou of the Northern Territory!" Youhou sneered, condensed his vast fighting spirit into his right fist, and dropped from the sky. General Qin seemed to be stunned, sitting there blankly, watching the fist come down motionless.
In times of crisis, changes occur! A cold light flashed, startling Youhou. He quickly pulled away, but it was still a step too late. His right arm was cut off by the cold light, and the whole arm flew out.
Before the boundless fighting spirit in his hand could dissipate naturally, his arm fell to the bottom of the city, as if a thunder struck the ground, creating a big crater. The northern warriors who had not had time to escape were unfortunately met with disaster and were beaten to a bloody pulp by their right lord.
The huge pit with a radius of ten feet stunned the warriors of the Northern Territory.
You Hou covered his right shoulder with his left hand, reluctantly pulled away and took a closer look. I saw that the veteran Qin who was paralyzed on the spot was gone, replaced by the ejaculating Marquis Yan!
Marquis Yan's strong appearance undoubtedly gave reassurance to the defenders of Yan State. What's more, while cheering, he directly pressed the Northern Warrior's head with one hand and pushed him down to the city.
Marquis Yan secretly sighed. In fact, the target of his sneak attack just now was Youhou's chest, but Youhou dodged it. Pity. But it's not a loss if one of his hands is disabled.
Youhou was seriously injured and had completely lost his combat effectiveness. He fled in a hurry, and the remaining warriors from the Northern Territory also rushed back to camp.
Marquis Yan did not let anyone chase him, because he knew that letting the now exhausted army chase people in the northern region would undoubtedly be a sheep entering the tiger's mouth.
With the defeat of Youhou, the second city defense battle came to an end. Corpses were strewn all over the city, as if to tell the story of the cruelty of war. Compared to this time, the first defense was really just child's play.
No catkins were seen, only red flowers.
The city wall that was previously covered with snow seemed to have turned into purgatory at this moment, with hot blood melting the ice and cold wind freezing the blood. One piece is red, one piece is black, but there is no white at all.
The fishy smell was carried by the north wind, entering and exiting the city. The wounded soldiers who had just woken up suddenly vomited when they smelled this strange smell. People walking back and forth didn't respond. Maybe they were used to it, but it was better to say they were numb.
One cry, two cries, three cries... more and more cries lingered in this border city. Many people walked all the way back while carrying the corpses. As they walked, they could no longer bear it and cried bitterly on the remains of their former comrades.
The breath of sadness seemed to alarm the sky, and the clouds dispersed. A scorching sun hangs high in the blue sky. It sheds sunlight and gently caresses the land under your feet that was almost lost to the enemy.
General Qin walked up the city wall and moved to the side of Marquis Yan. He looked at the Marquis standing here like a piece of wood again and said nothing.
This time, Marquis Yan did not face the north, facing the enemy; he faced the rear, facing the people.
General Qin did not speak, nor did he express his gratitude to Marquis Yan for saving his life. Because he knew that Marquis Yan was looking directly at his inner demons.
"General Qin!" After an unknown amount of time, Marquis Yan finally spoke.
General Qin did not dare to respond.
"You said that if I hadn't had this epiphany, you might not have been hurt."
General Qin still didn't dare to speak.
"Tell me, if I hadn't had this epiphany, would the good son of Yan State have died less?"
General Qin still did not dare to speak.
"You said, if I had not insisted on cutting off the retreat for everyone, but had asked everyone to leave first and left me here alone, wouldn't this bloody battle today not have happened?"
General Qin fell into silence completely.
"Tell me, if I had maintained good relations with the Northern Territory instead of suppressing my anger and insulting their envoys, wouldn't I have sent troops to attack us?"
"No! He will still do it!" A strange voice sounded.
"Who?" Yanhou and General Qin looked around, but there was no one around. So where did that sound come from just now?
Marquis Yan felt a heat in his arms, so he took out the foreign object and took a look - an apricot branch.
