The nights in the wasteland are always silent, and sometimes, the nights that are too quiet cannot even hear the sound of the wind.

But this night is destined to be an uneasy night.

Not only was it uneasy, but the main wasteland was like a boiling pot. The roar of people and the neigh of horses mixed together, resounding across the sky, and even shaking the ground began to turbulently.

Chen Zixiao rode on the back of a horse and pierced a cavalry rushing towards him through his chest. The man screamed and was picked up before he could even struggle. Blood was sprayed out of his mouth, sprinkling the faces of the soldiers who were rushing up behind him.

Those people were poured on the smell of blood, and were scared for a moment and stayed there.

Chen Zixiao's face was gloomy. The man carrying the long spear swung forward with force. Suddenly, the corpse was thrown out like a broken sack and directly hit the soldiers. He heard screams in succession. The few people were so scared that they were almost crazy and desperately pulled the corpse down from their bodies. Just as they were about to escape, Chen Zixiao's horse had rushed to his eyes and stepped directly into the bloody mud.

His appearance as a fierce evil god was so scared that the people around him were stunned. No one dared to approach him for a moment.

Chen Zixiao wiped the blood from his face and looked up at the surroundings.

This battle has been fighting for more than two hours. Without sunshine and torches have long been extinguished, many people can no longer tell who the people around them are, leaving only instinctive killing. However, judging from the fact that he was still on the horse's back and was scanning high above, the soldiers of the Yan Kingdom were still approaching.

The momentum is just right!

However, after more than two hours of fighting, the soldiers were indeed a little tired.

Some people even had their swords in their hands dulled, pinching the enemy's neck and pressing them into the blood mud, rolling and biting, just like fighting a beast.

Although this was not the first time Chen Zixiao led his troops to fight and had killed many enemy troops before, at this moment, he also showed some at a loss in his eyes and looked in the direction of the altar.

Although it was dark at this time and the altar was far away from them, it was impossible to see it.

On the battlefield, this emotion is very subtle.

Once the Lord General was a little tired, this emotion would immediately spread like a plague, and the soldiers around him became a little slow. Bayin and Wu Lihan, who were fighting against each other, immediately seized the opportunity of this moment, fought hard to break through the siege, held up the bloody sword in his hand and roared: "Rare for me!"

When the soldiers of the Neng Kingdom saw this, they immediately rushed towards this side.

The situation on the battlefield is also very subtle. Sometimes, one side has already gained the upper hand, but once a gap is opened by the other side, it may affect the entire busy. When Bayin and Wulihan led their elites to turn around and rush towards this side, the soldiers of the Yan Kingdom also began to retreat subconsciously, and as this retreat, the soldiers around them began to retreat.

Oh no!

Seeing this, Chen Zixiao knew that something was wrong.

He waved the long spear in his hand and shouted desperately that everyone should not retreat, but for a moment, the other party rushed over and the soldiers here were already a little tired, and he could not hold on to the rush like this.

And at this moment, a drum sounded behind him.

Everyone was a little tired, and even when they were numb when they were killed, the drum sounded like a force was injected into their hearts, and everyone subconsciously looked back.

It was pitch black around and there was nothing to see.

Although I couldn't see it, I could hear a sound of horse hooves being motivated by drums and was running towards their battlefield.

Before everyone could figure out what was going on, they felt a gust of wind blowing, and a team of cavalry came over, but because the night was dark, everyone could not see clearly. They only felt a black shadow spread towards them and directly swallowed up the soldiers of the Neng Kingdom who rushed to the front.

That's-

Chen Zixiao was shocked and saw a man yelling in the dark shadow rushing in front: "Mr. Chen!"

It is Fang Buyuan, the commander of the Jinyiwei!

He was sent by Zhu Feng to the altar to find the whereabouts of King Zhu Chengjun of Han, but there was no news. After the war started here, he naturally did not pay attention to their movements. However, he did not expect that the emperor actually asked the Jinyiwei to rush up at this time.

Although the number of Jinyiwei was not large, each of them was an elite soldier who had been through many battles. They might not be good at cavalry charges, but at this time, the battle had been fought for more than two hours, and most of the soldiers on the battlefield were exhausted. They suddenly rushed up, undoubtedly giving great encouragement to the soldiers of the Yan Kingdom. Although their number was not large, under the night, their rushing formation gave people a murderous feeling, as if the army was fighting.

In this way, even the extremely fierce Bayin was shocked.

Seeing that the other party's momentum became weaker, Chen Zixiao immediately seized the opportunity, raised his long spear and shouted: "Run for me!"

This time, the soldiers of Yan Country raised the soldiers again and roared and crushed them again. Bayin refused to admit defeat, and rushed forward with the people behind him, and the two sides were once again in a melee.

But Wu Lihan, who was also in a fierce battle, vaguely felt that it would be difficult to win this battle...

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"What sound?"

The soldier guarding near the prison van seemed to have heard something, frowned and looked forward. The soldier next to him said, "Is it windy?"

"No, not like."

The soldier is older and more alert, and takes two steps forward carefully.

At this time, Zhu Chengjun in the prison car suddenly shouted: "I want to pee!"

The soldier ignored him, but Zhu Chengjun kept shouting as if he was cheating: "I want to pee, let me go out to pee! I want to pee!"

As soon as he shouted, the quietness of the night was broken by him, and the sound just now could not be heard.

Probably, it's just the wind.

The two soldiers were upset by his argument and looked back at him. One of them sneered: "Peeing? The king has already said that if you don't tell the truth, you will die in this prison car. Still want to go out and pee? Just pee in your pants!"

The other one laughed out loud.

At this time, the time was also coming, and they were about to change shifts, so the two of them ignored him and walked into the barracks with the knife in their hands.

Zhu Chengjun breathed out carefully.

Then, he opened his eyes wide and looked ahead with fear, and asked in a slight voice like a mosquito, "Who is that?"

A dark figure slowly walked out of the night.

"Your Highness."
Chapter completed!