"roar……"

Dugu Xiong swung his sword and slashed hard, and used his last bit of strength to cut a rebel who broke into the arrow tower on the palace wall into two pieces. He shouted hoarsely at the soldiers who were also covered in blood around him: "Things have come to this point, I've fought..."

"General, go, you don't have to worry about us." A personal soldier who was injured and forced to support him with a spear staggered to Dugu Xiong, wiping the blood on his face and said: "The enemy is powerful, and now there are only dozens of us left. General Dugu, go... Remember to avenge us in the future!"

"I want to live together, and die together." Dugu Xiong shook his head, sat in the middle of the corpses all over the ground, and sat in the blood flowing everywhere.

Below the palace walls, there were already piles of corpses of guards and corpses of rebels, and the deaths were strange and extremely miserable.

More than ten feet away, there were soldiers. Because Dugu Xiong and others were desperately defending each other, they retreated for the time being. A man who looked like a general immediately cracked like a tide behind him. From behind, he rushed to a team of archers. Dugu Xiong and the dozens of wounded soldiers left beside him immediately looked deserted.

This seems to be impossible to escape.

Not only can I escape, but I can't even make a fortune.

"Arrower is ready..." The general raised his hand, shouted, "Let it go!"

When two or three hundred archers heard the news, they relaxed their big hands that had already been hunching on their bows. Suddenly, the sky screamed sharply, and the arrows fell like rain.

The mantis stalks the cicada, and the oriole is behind.

Just when the general ordered his men to shoot arrows and kill Dugu Xiong and others, Du Fuwei's Jianghuai elite and the special training soldiers led by Xu Xingzhi also arrived. All the rebels rushed forward like a tide, because no one resisted in front of them, the palace gates were wide open, everyone cheered like thunder, waving swords, and shouting randomly, like a group of madmen, who had Yu Culture and the words of great reward in their hearts.

Whoever grabs the woman is his woman; whoever grabs the property is his property.

At this moment, they only had one word in their hearts, that is: Kill!

Anyone who dares to stop them will die.

When Du Fuwei saw this situation, he was overjoyed. Such a messy and unconventional enemy was not his elite enemy. His eyes were like lightning, and he forced his soldiers to look up, and raised his hands quietly. With his big hand, all the elites of the Jianghuai Army took down the big bow on their backs and drew their arrows.

"Shoot the arrow."

Du Fuwei growled like thunder.

The sky was suddenly embarrassed, and the air seemed to have torn apart the huge greedy hand of an invisible monster. The whole sky was originally slightly red under the reflection of the fire, but now the sky is black.

More than a thousand people shot arrows and attacked the unprepared riots. The situation was as tragic as the purgatory on earth. Many rebels didn't even have time to understand what was going on, so they let the arrows shoot down. More people were just injured. However, as long as the person who fell to the ground was trampled on by their companions, they would immediately trampled on their own, and trampled on countless people, and trampled on them to death.

Du Fuwei's three rounds of arrow rain, and nearly a thousand people had fallen down from the rebels. It turned out that the tide was surging forward, and everyone rushed to avoid them. More people asked their companions to push, hurt, and die. The back of a rebel was as messy as an ants on a hot pan.

Everyone ran around, crying and calling their parents. A few brave people among them wanted to struggle back and fight, but immediately forced the collapsed riots to move forward, and everyone fought to survive and escape the range of bows and arrows. Among Yu Wen and his army, all the shield players blocked the arrow attack from Linjiang Palace in front of the palace wall. The rear army was originally composed of soldiers with low military discipline and combat power. Most of the equipment on them was only guns, spears, or long swords. Except for the lieutenant who commanded them, they did not even have a decent armor on them.

The defenseless Yuwen Houjun was even more defeated when the arrow rain of Du Fuwei's Jianghuai Army came.

In the chaos army, a general rode out and killed several people in a row. He waved a bloody sword to intimidate the soldiers to rush back. Some soldiers around him frightened him and stood there on the spot. What would it be better to do? But more soldiers rushed over from behind and squeezed them desperately. Countless people were driven by the arrow rain under Du Fuwei. When he saw that the front was not moving, the angry soldiers immediately drew their swords and slashed. One of them took the lead and everyone took action to fight to his companions.

Blood splashed everywhere, and the sky was filled with blood.

Another general who had already jumped onto the palace wall yelled at his subordinates below: "The cavalry team, both sides of the attack, and the sword and shield hands are closely behind. Do not disperse the front army, and turn to the back and advance. Any soldiers who disrupt the morale of our army will be killed without any quarrel! The number of enemies is extremely small, and we intend to disrupt, and our army will win!"

"I will win!" The front army led by him roared wildly when he heard this.

One by one, they turned to the back. The generals' personal guards acted the fastest, holding excellent steel knives and pounced on the spot. When they encountered fugitives, they killed one by one. Suddenly, the rebellion of the rear army gradually subsided, and no one dared to rush forward. When they saw that the general was supported by the personal guards, they all turned to the back, and they were afraid of being killed.

Another general led a very small number of cavalrymen and rushed from both wings to Du Fuwei and the others.

Their numbers are small, but the army is behind them. As long as Du Fuwei's army is entangled, the rear army will surging.

Xu Ziling sat on the eaves of the hall, leisurely watching the crowds who were playing very lively below. His clothes were black ink, melting into the night, and his breath was condensed, few people would pay attention to the top of their heads, and no one noticed that he was watching quietly.

Dugu Sheng and his men guarded the gate of the hall. There were still hundreds of them, and they could even be on par with Yu Wenji's elites. However, their morale was corrupt and their morale was dispersed. If Dugu Sheng had not stopped him forcibly, the guards would have cried out and scattered. Yu Wenji led the elites to attack. He had a strong martial arts skill, and the surroundings were accompanied by thousands of elites, without any worries. Almost no guard could take a move under his hands.

Even Dugu Sheng, who had three fists and two palms against him, vomited blood and returned.

Although Yu Wenji is extremely brave, he is unwilling to attack the hall alone, for fear of losing half of his golden and jade body.

He stood in front of the gate of the hall, killing several soldiers guarding the gate, forcing them to retreat, while inciting his soldiers to attack. At the gate, corpses were everywhere, blood was everywhere, and they accumulated into a stream, countless broken limbs and wreckage were scattered, and countless screams of pain were screaming and screaming.

On the ground, the palace guards and rebels with white hair were killed everywhere.

Several black strange balls were slowly burning in Xu Ziling's hand. He waited for a long time and prepared for a long time to wait for this day. Today, the treasure he made was finally useful. After this battle, Yu Wen and his generals were infatuated with the world, and they were unable to withstand the elite. Even if he could escape by chance, he would not have a day to turn over.

One of the four major clans, the majestic Yuwen family, is about to be overshadowed in his hands just today, just under Xu Ziling's calculations.

What happened to them is to slowly disappear and become history.

"Spout."

Niu Fengyi roared like a thunderbolt.

He himself took the lead in throwing a spear with a deep shadow, like an evil dragon coming out of the hole. With the roar of the spear, he had already pierced a cavalry and his horse and shot down. The momentum was for a moment, and he turned to the powerful spearheader led by him, yelling.

The group of extremely powerful spearheaded spearheads acted in a consistent manner, swallowing their breath, and everyone stood with their spears, jumped forward, and used their strength to spiral to project.

More than two hundred poisonous spears, with a dull strange roar, biting at the rushing cavalry.

The air was embarrassed again. A demon monster held a man's neck, which made people feel uncomfortable. In the darkness, poisonous fangs that were faster than the sound pierced into the human body, and most of them shot down with their horses. Only a few shots the horses, causing them to turn over and fall down in pain. The riders immediately rushed to crush the horse's hooves behind them.

A man with a general's appearance had at least ten spears flying at him.

But he was extraordinary. He slapped the horse on his back and flew up high, avoiding the attack. He was pitiful to the horse under his seat, and his whole body was penetrated by dozens of spears. At this time, another silent shadow attacked like lightning in the sky. When its long spear tip penetrated the general's chin, it protruded from the back of his neck with blood. After killing the extraordinary general with one blow, everyone realized that it was a late spear.

The reason why it was late was not because of speed, but because of sound. Its sound came late after it attacked the general.

At this moment, a strange and rapid whimper came from the sky, as if chasing the spear in front of him.

When Du Fuwei saw it, he almost drooled in envy.

Such a strong spear thrower, if a strategic spear thrower, was not his subordinate. This... was so jealous. When he saw Gao Zhandao, who shot and killed the general, he frowned slightly, reached out to Gao Zhandao, and hummed: "Give me a spear too."

"boom……"

"Boom boom boom boom boom..."

Under the hall, the sound was deafening. All the things that could be broken turned into ashes. All the lives that could be dead turned into flying flesh and blood... The door of the hall turned into shattered powder. There was a group of soldiers who were fighting each other and there was no difference between them. Their flesh and blood had dissolved into one and spread between heaven and earth.

Almost few people can have relatively complete corpses. In addition to those that have turned into flesh and blood, more of them have broken limbs and bodies, separated bodies and heads, and they will die with their eyes open. Most of the people in the hall are shocked and killed. All the people who are not dead are holding their heads and rolling around, blood flowing out from their ears, and tears are spreading between their eyes and noses.

Dugu Sheng had a strong internal strength. Apart from the internal breath that made the irresistible force of human power, it was not seriously injured. Compared to Yu Wen and the palm that hit him in his chest just now, this explosion that was not around him seemed much better. Although it exploded to disappear from the seven souls, it was not in danger of life.

He opened his eyes and saw a little dizzy that a monster wearing a silver magic face was waving a strange sword with a golden light, chasing Yu Wenji, who was now in a mess just now.
Chapter completed!