While the two were fighting, Zuo Hou led his troops to fight.
Yan Hou stood up, waved his spear, pointed it at Zuo Hou and said: "I can't defeat Da Ming, can I still not defeat Zuo Hou?"
"Thank you Marquis Yan for looking up to me." Zuo Hou's fighting spirit burst out, "Old man, although I have been hiding for many years after the war, I am not a lamb who can only sit back and wait for death when encountering danger!"
"Marquis Yan, be careful. This Marquis Zuo has been dealing with affairs in the Northern Territory for a long time, and his power of writing is probably not weak, so don't let him fool you!" Lao Mumu reminded.
"Thank you, Mr. Mu, for reminding me!" Marquis Yan looked at Veteran Qin who had recovered, "We haven't fought together for a long time, are you coming?"
"I am willing to go through fire and water for Lord Marquis!" General Qin was overjoyed. He pulled out a spear from the pile of corpses, swung it, then stretched the spear forward and pointed at Zuo Hou with Marquis Yan.
"Two versus one? Interesting." Zuo Hou was about to fly up to the top of the city, but the two people on the opposite side jumped up and intercepted him in mid-air.
"Zuo Hou has not been on the battlefield for many years, and we dare not slack off!" Yan Hou's tiger body shook, and the snow on the ground floated around him. "Old General Qin, help me support him!"
Upon hearing this, General Qin came forward with a gun in an attempt to stop the opponent. Not to be outdone, Zuo Hou put his vast fighting spirit in his hand and grabbed the spear that the opponent was probing towards.
Feeling the power of the vast fighting spirit, General Qin made a prompt decision and threw the spear in his hand. Then he rushed forward and fought hand to hand with Zuo Hou, trying his best to delay Yan Hou's time.
More and more snow surrounded Yan Hou, giving him a vague aura of awesomeness. Zuo Hou, who accidentally saw this scene, realized that he could not drag it out any longer, and the strength in his hands began to increase. General Qin couldn't bear it, and felt like something strange was crawling around inside his body.
At the same time, Chengtou.
Da Ming gradually regained his form and began to put Mo Qianji at a disadvantage.
Lao Mumu, who was resting on the side, saw that his old friend was not in the right state. He picked up the wooden knife that had been kicked far away by Da Ming and looked at Da Ming's back.
"Wow!" Da Ming felt the crisis coming and slapped the back of the knife with his right hand. The strong force made Mo Qianji take several steps back. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Daming dodged Lao Mu's knife. He tapped the ground with his left foot and pulled onions on dry land, getting rid of the situation of being attacked from the front and back.
"Kill me!" Daming roared, and the warriors of the Northern Territory seemed to have been pumped. They quickly climbed up to the top of the city and occupied the high point. There was no Yan army that could not withstand the Northern Territory like locusts. To attack, we can only abandon this fortress and evacuate backwards.
The northern border was lost!
The northern border of the Eastern Territory has fallen!
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Somewhere in the Eastern Region.
"Long Shizi, this is the northern border of Zhao State. Please dismount and accept the interrogation." The border guard officer in the northern border of Zhao State said to the man riding a white horse in front of him.
"This is not a horse! It's a white horse!" Long Shizi knew that the interrogation would take a lot of effort, so he was unhappy. He started arguing with the officer in an attempt to get through in a short time.
"Master Long, the white horse is also a horse!" The officer was a little dumbfounded.
"My lord." Long Shizi put away the impatience on his face, "The rules of your country are that people at the border must dismount and accept interrogation, right?"
"Yeah, so..." The officer hadn't realized Long Shizi's trick yet.
"So, your country didn't say what kind of horse it was. This is a white horse!" Long Shizi said confidently, with convincing power in his voice.
"Well, this, scholar..." The officer hesitated a little after what he said.
"Come on!" This is an old man floating out of nowhere, "Boy Long, you have nothing to do! The fight in the North Territory is like that, so don't play here!"
"Magpie Doctor! It's you!" The officer recognized the old man and quickly bowed and saluted. Long Shizi, who was sitting calmly on his tall horse just now, also quickly got off his horse and paid tribute to this old miracle doctor who traveled far and wide to save countless lives.
"Okay, okay. My lord, the front line in the northern border of Yan State is tight, let him pass quickly." The magic doctor Magpie has been everywhere in the past few years, and he is very well-informed. He knows who Long Shizi is entrusted by, and he goes there again. what for.
"Doctor Magpie, it's okay to let him go. But I also have business matters to attend to!" The officer was also a little embarrassed. This old man had once brought his father back from hell. It's impossible for the officer to forget this great kindness. But if you do this, if the authorities find out, you may not be able to wear the official uniform you are wearing.
"Then you come and check me, let him go first!" Doctor Magpie took two steps closer, raised his hands, and looked like he was letting the other person check him casually.
"Uh, this... forget it, you two can leave first." The officer was in trouble, but after all, his emotions were stronger than his reason, so he gritted his teeth and said this.
"Then who are you going to investigate? Isn't it a business matter?" Although Doctor Magpie expressed his affirmation that the chief could make the right choice at this time, it doesn't seem to be a good idea to let people live on the streets like this.
"Um, I'm going out of town for a routine inspection..." The officer's face was as red as a piece of red-hot charcoal. His eyes were wandering, as if he was searching for cracks in the ground around him.
"Thank you very much. Mr. Long, go quickly. I heard that Mo Qianji and Lao Mumu have arrived. But if one more master comes there, we will be more sure!"
"Thank you so much, Doctor Magpie. Long, take your leave!" Long Shizi got on his horse, whipped his whip violently, and the white horse carried him out of the pass like a gust of wind.
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Somewhere in the Eastern Region.
A carriage was running through the barren mountains, but as it ran, the wheels of the carriage seemed to hit something, and it shook and stopped.
Originally, this section of the road was not very smooth. The middle-aged man in the car finally got used to the swaying rhythm and fell asleep. Now he woke up again.
He opened the curtain and saw the coachman squatting beside the carriage, fiddling with something anxiously.
As if he noticed something, the carriage driver raised his head, met his master's gaze, and said embarrassedly: "Mr. Ying, I'm very sorry, the carriage's shaft is broken!"
"Sooner or later!" Mr. Ying heard the news, and his already bad mood became even worse.
He got off the carriage, looked around, and after identifying the direction, he took steps and strode away.
"Sir, where are you going?" The coachman almost froze when he saw this scene.
"North." Mr. Ying turned around and looked at the coachman, feeling that he was asking questions knowingly.
"How far is that?" The coachman confirmed his master's determination and expressed his surprise.
"No matter how far it is, I have to walk there! Lao Mumu and the others are still waiting for me!" Mr. Ying replied. Suddenly he realized something, untied the horse, and got on the horse.
"I just took a look. There are some houses in the southwest. There are still some expenses on the car. You can take the expenses and live there for two days." Mr. Ying stretched out his hand, took the whip handed over by the coachman, and urged the horse to run north. go.
…
Somewhere in the Eastern Region.
"Mr. Okay, we're almost there." The boy felt that he couldn't walk anymore. He really couldn't imagine why his husband was so energetic.
"Well, we're almost there." Mr. Xing still said the words he repeated countless times in a very calm tone to encourage the boy.
“Mr.
As he walked, Mr. Xing finally answered the question that the boy had asked countless times: "Because there is an old man who asked me to go there, and he will give me a few jars of wine!"
"Ah! That's it?" The boy really didn't expect that his master could be bribed with just a few jars of wine.
"Well, that's it!"
"ha?"
…
Somewhere in the Eastern Region.
"New mission?" Yin Wen stopped and rode towards another place.
"Yes, a new mission. Only success is allowed, no failure! I have not asked you much for so many years, but you must do it well this time!" The voice sounded again, calm and firm.
Yin Wen waved the riding whip vigorously. He knew that at such a critical period, the owner of the voice would not give him extra time to think. He needed to be prepared to meet the next challenge.
The voice continued: "Follow them secretly first. If anything goes wrong, first join forces with Kuang Jijiu to save those students! As for those two gentlemen, don't believe them!"
Yin Wen tightened his grip on the reins, his mind filled with doubts and expectations. This unknown challenge made him excited. He knew that what he would face was a brand new challenge, a task he had never encountered before.
He took a deep breath and looked into the unknown distance. He knew that the mission he had been running for the past few days had just begun.
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All over the Eastern Region.
"Uncle, Xingtan asks you to take action to support the northern border!" A young man asked the elder in front of him.
In fact, the young man was very nervous. In front of him were the parents. It was really unreasonable to let such a Dinghai Shenzhen fight on the front line.
But he didn't expect that his uncle actually agreed.
"A saint, okay! I still have to give the saint's face. The uncle will set off after making some preparations."
…
"Father, Xingtan asks you to take action to support the North!" the son said to the father.
"Okay, bastard, let's use your father as a thug again!" However, the father seemed to be used to it.
…
"Brother, there is a letter from Xingtan, asking me to ask people from around the area to help support the North. Will you go?" Two young men sat under the tree.
"You're not going? Aren't you also interested?" The eldest brother seemed confused by the question raised by his younger brother.
"Uh... are you going, big brother?"
"I'll go if you go!"
"I'm going!"
"Let's go then!" The elder brother was so cheerful that the younger brother doubted his life.
"Ah? But brother, we haven't made any preparations yet!"
"What are you preparing for? You're a guy who reads the scriptures of saints and still wants to copy them? Let's go, let's go!"
…
"Grandfather, grandson, I beg you, please support the northern border. This is the mission of the master..." A young man who had not yet worn a crown kowtowed to an older man.
"What's going on in the north?" A young man didn't realize the seriousness of the problem.
"A big attack has come, and the northern border can no longer be defended. The master asked me to wait for the experts to come out..."
"Why didn't you tell me earlier, you idiot? I'm going to fight with those idiots!" The grandfather interrupted his grandson's nonsense in anger, and suddenly disappeared, leaving his grandson dazed in the air. …
