The horse and leopard are dead.

Dead at the hands of a master from the South Heaven Gate.

This master of the Nantianmen was not ninety or eighty years old. He was already at the age of raising his life at home, but because of the Chang'an Incident a few years ago, the entire Nantianmen was taken over by the current emperor, and the whole family was moved to Chang'an City. This time, naturally, it was not fortunate that he was forcibly conscripted into the army.

The horse leopard swept across the Qi army with a big iron stick, building positions for the Ming army behind to buy time. He did not expect that among these soldiers was a master-level master wearing soldier costumes. When he knocked a level nine master to death with one stick, the old master seized the fleeting opportunity and successfully attacked with a sword.

However, the master who attacked the sneak attack was also dead.

Whether it was the master who attacked the sneak attack or the horse leopard, they were still too unfamiliar with this kind of battle scene of thousands of troops. The old master who succeeded in one move naturally had to retreat quickly. He knew very well that his sword had cut off the horse leopard's vitality, but the power that a master could burst out when he was dying was extremely terrifying.

But he forgot that this was a large army fighting. The soldiers who were killed by Ma Leo retreated repeatedly when they saw Ma Leo hit the vital point with a sword, and were overjoyed. This was the natural reaction of the soldiers on the military formation. They wanted to open the gap immediately from here when they were sick, but this was extremely fatal to the old master.

He retreated back and immediately hit the soldiers rushing over his body. He did not retreat. With the roar of the horse leopard, who was hit by a sword, his long arms stretched out, locked his throat, and cut off his throat with a snap, lifted him up high.

The gunshots rang out, and at that moment, the old master who was lifted in the air was shot many times.

Ma Baozi smashed the body in his hand heavily at the soldiers of Qi in front of him, and he also fell down dejectedly.

The horse leopard died, and Shi Shusheng went crazy in an instant.

The folding fan that was always held in his hand, no matter spring, summer, autumn and winter, turned into countless flying butterflies. With a squeak, the twelve fan bones were shaken open, and each piece entered an extremely sharp blade. It swam like a spirit snake in Shi Shusheng's hand. Shi Shusheng, who had been wandering calmly on the edge of war, was now like another crazy version of the horse leopard, roaring into the Qi soldiers' cluster.

Not long after, Shi Shusheng's crazy roar and the cold light of the fan bone chain sword disappeared in a series of explosions. It was when Shi Shusheng was entangled with several ninth-level masters in the Qi army. Several Qi soldiers rushed up with explosive bags and detonated the explosive bags in their hands.

Shi Shusheng's corpse was gone, but his fan bone chain sword was blown up high, and it fell back to the Ming army's lineup and was carefully picked up by an officer.

Compared with Shi Shusheng and Ma Baozi, He Rentu has extremely rich combat experience. Although he is not a master, his combat effectiveness is comparable to that of a master and even a better than that of a master, he fights more than He Rentu. How to deal with such a battle scene, both of them are more relaxed. The seemingly reckless wild dogs will always keenly retreat to a safe place and start over when he is about to be surrounded and fall into a desperate situation.

The Qi army was still charging forward, but under the tenacious resistance of the Ming army, more and more Ming troops came down from the airship. When all the five thousand Fiery Death Camps commanded by Fan Chang went down to Yulong Mountain, the Ming army had already built a stable position at the top of the peak. Hu Bugui, Huo Guang, Yang Zhi, and Fu Baoshi followed the Fiery Death Camps as the second group to the top of the mountain.

In the sky, the third batch of airships, namely the Emperor Qin Feng and Queen Min Ruoxi's airships, also slowly lowered their height. At this time, there were no more Qi army's weapons, which could threaten the airships in the sky.

Qin Feng stood up, reached out to hold Min Ruoxi's hand beside him, pointed to Yulong Mountain, which was full of war below, and chuckled, "Are you afraid?"

Min Ruoxi rolled his eyes, "I have fought the battle in Fengxian. That battle is much more dangerous than today. Now, we are in the battle, and at that time, we are in Fengxian, and victory or defeat is between two. I am a little bit away from death. If Fatty Lu had not yet come out of the training camp to rescue him, I would have been gone long ago."

Qin Feng laughed: "Fatty Lu is indeed a lucky general."

Min Ruoxi snorted, shook Qin Feng's hand away, fell back, hooked a rope with one foot, and slid down extremely quickly.

"Wait for me!" Yinggu shouted, and jumped down, swung his wrist, and the thin long whip tip tied a knot on the rope hanging down by the airship, and chased him down.

Qin Feng smiled and watched the two of them land on the ground, then turned around and said to the captain: "I passed my order back to Zhou Jiyun, Wu Ling, Chen Zhihua, and Yulong Mountain are already under the control of our Ming Dynasty. The three armies will launch a general attack."

After saying this, he also jumped down.

Behind Qin Feng, Wen Huizhang, Weizhuang and Bi Wanjian also joined forces, but these three people were esteemed and were unwilling to fight in such a chaotic army formation.

In fact, when Qin Feng stood on the top of Yulong Mountain, the chaos was basically over. The Ming army had already built a stable position. The special combat brigade directly under the military headquarters opened the gap. The Five Thousand Fire Death Battalion under Fan Chang's command stabilized and expanded the position. When all the five thousand naval marines led by Guan Zhen landed safely, Yulong Mountain had been divided into three pieces. The side facing the Jade Watchtower of Chang'an City was still under the control of the Qi army. It was also the gate that entered the bottom of Yulong Mountain. From the top of the mountain to the halfway up the mountain, almost all of them were controlled by the Ming army. But down, there were troops driven down by the Qi army. At the foot of the mountain were the troops of the two camps of north and south led by Guo Xiancheng, who were trying to organize a counterattack.

But at this time, the Ming army had completely gained a foothold. Whether it was the special combat troops, the Fire Death Camp, or the Navy and Marine Corps, they were all equipped with the most elite weapons of the Ming Dynasty, tens of thousands of Ming Type 1 rifles, hundreds of mortars, countless grenades, and the dense landmines they were buried on the hillside. Not to mention a cold weapon unit like Guo Xiancheng, it was also a hot weapon team equipped with the Qi army. In a short period of time, they could do nothing to them.

What's more, at this moment, the two cavalry battalions of the Ming Dynasty, Yu Chao Zhufeng Camp and Li Xiaoya Zhudian Camp, had already appeared under Chang'an City, and were eyeing Guo Xiancheng's troops. Guo Xiancheng still needed to distribute some of the troops to guard against these two troops.

The attacks on Yulong Mountain were all ineffective. Guo Xiancheng looked up at the top of the mountain where the gunshots gradually fell. The anxiety in his heart was simply indescribable.

Can he understand that the Qi army today cannot defeat the Ming army, but in just half a day, tens of thousands of troops led by His Majesty the Emperor himself failed like this?

Cao Yun knew that he had completely failed.

Although there are tens of thousands of troops at the foot of the mountain, they can't attack the mountain now. Chang'an City is almost an empty city. Now there are only dozens of personal guards and the emperor's uncle Cao Chong. Cao Hui was brought over by Cao Chong, but he fell to the side and couldn't get up at all. During the battle, he was targeted by the wild dog like a savage. After the two fought again and again, Cao Hui was finally beaten by his opponent. If Cao Chong had not arrived in time, Cao Hui would have been beaten into a meat pie. However, at this time, Li De was only one last breath.

As for the wild dog, he fought hard with Cao Chong. If Yang Zhi and Fu Baoshi had not arrived in time, they would have become a mass of meat. At this moment, he was standing under the watchtower, staring at his head with a pair of bull eyes, and vomiting blood in one mouthful.

The Ming army surrounded the watchtower, but did not attack. Cao Yun knew who they were waiting for.

Qin Feng is coming to harvest his victory.

The shouts of the Ming Wansheng came from afar. The shouts approached here like waves. The dense Ming soldiers separated to both sides, and a long corridor led from the distance along the steps to Cao Yun. As Qin Feng walked slowly, the shouts of the Ming Wansheng became more and more enthusiastic.

Qin Feng stood under the watchtower, behind him, Wen Huizhang, Weizhuang and Bi Wanjian followed Qin Feng side by side. Even Min Ruoxi was still behind, and even behind were He Rentu, Huo Zhuang, Hu Bugui, and the wild dogs covered in blood.

Qin Feng looked up at Cao Yun on the watchtower, and Cao Yun was also looking at him. This was the second time the two met since they parted in Yuejing.

Both of them smiled at the same time.

However, one is the winner's smile, the other is the loser's bitter smile.

Qin Feng took out his left leg and stepped onto the steps.

Step by step, walking straight up.

Qin Feng stood in front of Cao Yun for about ten steps.

Wen Huizhang and Wei Zhuang's eyes fell on Cao Chong beside Cao Yun, and they both bowed, "Brother Cao!"

Cao Chong looked at the two of them and bowed: "Brother Wen and Brother Wei are also preparing to beat me, the dog that fell into the water today?"

Wen Huizhang and Weizhuang shook their heads at the same time: "We come, just to see what is buried at the bottom of Yulong Mountain? What did Emperor Li Qing leave to us back then."

"If you knock me down, you will naturally see it. Just you can open him?"

"We can't, but he may be able!" Wen Huizhang pointed to Qin Feng, "Brother Cao may not know that he is a descendant of the Li family."

Cao Chong's pupils contracted, "In the past hundred years, we have captured many Li children, but no one can open them."

"He is different." Wen Wei and the others shook their heads at the same time.

Cao Chong took a deep breath, "Very good, if you knock me down, you can go in."

He turned his eyes to Qin Feng: "Li's children, hehe, all the Li family died at the hands of my Cao family back then. I didn't expect that there would still be fish that missed the net. It was considered as bright as the sky was clear. Very good, Your Majesty the Emperor, are you going to fight a group or fight one-on-one?"

Before Qin Feng could answer, Bi Wanjian, who was standing behind him, took a step forward. "I have heard of His Highness the Prince's name for a long time, Bi Wanjian is willing to learn about it."

"When the leader of the sect takes action, the horse will naturally be successful. Cao Yun, when they finish fighting, we might as well fight one and also put a perfect end to this war?" Qin Feng looked at Cao Yun with a smile.
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