MTL - Golden Age Legitimate Fei-~ 411. Decisive battle Feihongguan

411. Defeat Feihongguan

A battle in the city tower, the original martial arts people should have been attracted to the crowd. But at this time, Feihongguan, no one has the time to care about this. On the zebra warriors who are eager to rush into the customs, or the Mohist soldiers who desperately refused to enemies, no one has watched this battle. In the eyes of everyone, there is only one goal, that is, the enemy.

The gate of the city was finally broken by the heavy giant wood. The soldiers of the Mohist army were blocked by the flesh and blood at the gate of the city and killed with the enemy. On the upper floor of the city, on the streets, you can see the two soldiers in the fight. Whether it is the imminent body of Zhennan Wang or the death of the soldiers who have settled in the defending city, they have greatly inspired the morale of the soldiers of the two armies. No one is willing to fight half-step retreat.

No one knows how long this **** battle lasted. Almost everyone, including Ye Liu, was already in the blood. When he was exhausted, he finally heard the sound of horseshoes coming from afar. Feng Zhiyao’s spirit shocked and suddenly jumped up and shouted: “The black cloud is riding! Wang Ye is back!” Suddenly, all the surviving soldiers were stunned. Especially after hearing the gradual approaching hooves, everyone has a repressed joy in their hearts. Wang Ye finally came back, and the reinforcements finally came. They... finally held the Feihongguan!

With the arrival of the black cloud ride, the pressure of the defenders at the gate of the city suddenly decreased a lot. The Xiling army outside the city was unable to get a "chaos" because of this sudden change. It was rushed to the past by the black cloud ride and quickly rushed into the city. Black cloud rides in the forefront, white, white hair, and sturdy, "close the front and rear gates!"

Although Feihongguan is called Guankou, there is still a small city in Guanzhong. However, this city is not large, and most of the people who live there are the soldiers stationed here, only a very small number of ordinary people. Because the war is just around the corner, the people have already withdrawn to the rear. At this time, almost all the soldiers in the city are the soldiers of the Mohist Army. Once the gates were closed, the Xiling soldiers who had not yet entered the city naturally had to fight hard again, but the Xiling soldiers who had already entered the city had to be trapped in the city.

"Ali……"

"Ali..." Ink repaired the horses and galloped across the street. Several Xiling soldiers who didn't want to rush to attack were not pulled out by a whip for more than a dozen feet. Finally, I saw the slender figure in the corner of the street. Originally, it has been dyed into a blood coat on white clothes. Even if it is far apart, it can still be seen. The beautiful face is also contaminated with some blood marks. In an instant, Mo Xiuzhen only felt that his heart was as painful as a whip.

"Repair?" Suddenly heard the figure of ink repair, Ye Liu has an instant panic. This day she did not know how many people were killed. The whole person seems to have a strong **** smell. At this time, I heard the sound of ink repairing, and I only felt like a illusion. [

"Be careful!" Han Mingyue screamed, and the sword in his hand was thrown to the back of the glass and quietly prepared to sneak up on the Xiling soldiers. At the same time, Mo Xiuqi jumped from the horse back, such as Jinghong over the water jumped to the front of the glass, and raised her hand to take her into the arms.

"Repair?" Ye Li smashed, only to see the people who are glaring at themselves.

"Ali." Ink repaired the person in his arms tightly, and for the first time in his life he felt terrified. He is a master of the past, and all the world can be played by him in the applause. But this time he really missed it. He imagined what he would do if Yeli really had something wrong.

Ink repaired the leaf in one hand, and the whip in the other hand waved. The spirit was like a poisonous arrow. It was shot in all directions. At one time, the Xiling soldiers within ten feet of them were spared. The Xiling soldiers in the distance. Because of the prestige of Wang Wei, I dare not go forward.

Han Mingyue took his sword back from the Xiling soldiers who fell to the ground and walked up to say: "You are finally back." Mo Xiu nodded, and for the first time in ten years, he looked so solemnly. Han Mingyue, Shen Sheng: "Thank you." Like Ye Li, Han Mingyue is also in the blood, and the image of the gentleman has never existed again. And Han Mingyue still has a lot of scars on his body. Obviously, Han Mingyue has been following him to protect him.

Han Mingyue smiled lightly, although his face was still stained with blood from the enemy. The smile in the eyes has already been a little more than the warmth of the moonlight and the glory of the bright moon in the world.

Han Mingyue knows that after so many years of separation, they may have complete contact. Han Mingyue is enough to understand the "sexual" style of ink repair, and ink repair will not hate him. He will only treat him forever. As a friend and brother who never had him. When he came out of the "fun" barrier of "Fa" in the past, Han Mingyue finally found out what he had lost for the feeling of this hope.

The movements of Mo Xiuqiu were naturally not small. In a short while, the martial arts phoenix and other people also rushed over. Feng Zhiyao also refused to chill, and asked in a hurry to ink repair: "How many people have you brought back?!" Mo Xiu said: "30,000."

Feng Zhiyao's face "color" suddenly ugly, hundreds of thousands of Xiling soldiers, 30,000 people have a fart!

Ink quietly said: "Don't worry, the cold Huai will soon be brought in. Just try to delay the footsteps of the Xiling people and block them in Feihongguan and Xiaocheng."

There is nothing to say until now. Feng Zhiyao also simply turned around. "I know, but I don't know how much time I can delay. In case someone stumbles out..."

Ink repaired Emei: "There are garrisons in counties and counties. Although there are not many, it is enough to block some remnants."

Ye Liu faintly said: "I have ordered all the people in Feihongguan Baili to retreat."

Everyone heard it, it was a joy. Except for Yeli, they really didn't think of this method. Although it is not easy to let all the people retreat, but the prestige of the king's palace, as long as the king of the king ordered the order, at least the people of the ** will be withdrawn. Solving the most worrying problems, everyone is relieved. Feng Zhiyao smiled and phoenix laughed and said: "In this case, we will completely block the Xiling army, and we will be able to support the arrival of the cold general. Wang Ye Wang, the subordinates will retire!" As long as the people have no major casualties, they will be destroyed. Housing crops are not a particularly big loss for the Mohist army. Although these years have been fighting for years, but in the planning and development of these years, the entire northwest has not hurt the fundamental.

"The subordinates retire!" All the people sing, they turned and went to their respective battlefields. [

"Right, Lei Zhenduo and Lingge are still on the city floor." Ye Liu thought of it, but this battle, she was not sure how much time had passed. However, Lei Zhenduo has never appeared again. If the two are still in the duel, or if Lei Zhenduo is already fighting, then the two will die together.

For Ling Tiehan, who was fooled by himself to help, Mo Xiuzhen did not have any worries. The horizontal and vertical Ling Tiehan is to find Lei Zhenduo revenge, he just provides an opportunity for him to save his subordinates by the way. Although Ling Tiehan saved the Ye Li, but Ling Tiehan died because of this, he would not be embarrassed.

Raise your hand and take off your cloak and put it on the glaze. Ink 尧 尧 尧 : : : : : : : : 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨 墨.

The battle on the tower was still going on, and Lei Zhenduo’s reversal was amazing. The martial arts repair that had already been Ling Tiehan was, and now Lei Zhenduo is hard to be his opponent even if he is not injured. But when Ye Li and others arrived, the person with bruises on his body was Ling Tiehan. However, Ling Tiehan devoted his life to the martial arts. The "sexual" is tough, even if it is full of injuries, it does not mean to stop.

When he heard that Mo Xiu and others went to the tower, Lei Zhenyu took the lead and flew away.

"Ink repair, it is you." Lei Zhen blinked at the ink repair, the original deep and desolate eyes may be because of this war, perhaps because the ink repair of the early return is only his plan is shattered and some congestion .

Ink repaired his eyebrows lightly, and only the glass he was holding a hand could understand that his mood at this time was not as calm as it looked. Ink repaired and laughed: "Nature is the king. But the king is a bit strange, you...have not died yet."

Lei Zhenduo sneered aloud: "You have not died yet, how can this king die?" After all, Lei Zhenduo no longer cares about Ling Tiehan on one side, flying in the direction of ink repair. But the long sword in his hand pointed straight to the glass of the glass around the ink repair. Ink repaired the **** "color" changed, and a palm sent Ye Li to the back of Han Mingyue, burning a sword in the hands of a scabbard, and mercilessly waved toward Lei Zhenduo.

"Lei Zhenhao, this king must be very difficult to see when you die!" Mo Xiu sneered. In a flash, the two men handed in their hands, and Lei Zhenduo did not show weakness. He smiled and said: "Whoever is ugly is still unknown."

I have to say that even people like Han Mingyue and Ling Tiehan are reluctant to reverse the anti-day effect of the exercises. Lei Zhenduo and Ling Tiehan did not seem to consume too much energy after a big fight. Playing with ink repairs is still a lightning-fast shot. This feeling makes ink repair almost remember the feeling that he just came out of the rivers and lakes for the first time with Lei Zhentao more than a decade ago. At that time, his martial arts was slightly worse than Lei Zhenduo. But now that the ink repairs are in the prime of life, Lei Zhenduo has gradually begun to age. Mo Xiu has absolute confidence that his current martial arts repair is absolutely stronger than Lei Zhenduo, but even so, at this time with Lei Zhen swaying hands, ink repair still feels a bit of pressure.

Seeing this situation, Ling Tiehan did not hesitate to join the battle group. In this case, there is no such thing as more bullying. Lei Zhenduo used the reverse work method, and he must have been suspicious. The people present did not have to follow him. More importantly, it is certainly impossible to let the ink repairs quit now. In this case, Ling Tiehan does not mind the two big ones.

With two suppression masters, Lei Zhenyu finally fell below. But even so, Ling Tiehan and Mo Xiu also added a lot of scars. This battle has been going from the day to the night. Ye Liu and Han Mingyue are not able to get started, but no one dares to leave half a step. I can only watch the three people in the fight.

Seeing the most thrilling place, Han Mingyue couldn’t help but shout and laughed loudly. Ye Li stood on the side and looked at the lips with a touch of faint smile. Han Mingyue looked at the decisive battles of the three masters of the world, and even broke through the state of mind. Since then, Wugong has not been able to advance to the next level. Presumably, in a few years, the world's top four masters will inevitably have the name of the Mingyue son.

Under the "color" of the night, the entire Feihongguan is still brightly lit. In the small city, every street and alleys have a number of soldiers smothering, **** smell filled the entire city. On the back of the city wall, the old general Lantern was stationed on the tower with a small number of soldiers. Under the city tower is a gate that is only one-third wide in front of the Feihongguan gate, but behind the gate is the northwestern part of the plain. All the soldiers were full of exhaustion, but they all held the weapons in their hands and slashed the enemies that rushed forward. The rear is the people and the land they are going to protect, and they are already retired. In addition to killing the enemy in the gate, they don't choose.

Another wave of Xilin soldiers rushed over the picking and smashing of the streets and the soldiers of the Mohist army. Yuan Zhen God "color" is awe-inspiring, Lang said: "Archer, "shoot"!" The feather arrow is like a shower. A group of enemies fell, and soon someone continued to rush. The sergeant who was guarding the gate of the city rushed up and beat the enemy who had rushed out of the feather arrow.

Just when everyone thought that such a day was like a eternal life, the heavy hooves finally sounded again in the distance. Even if it is far away, it can make people feel the sound of the earth shaking, and then the sound of the thousands of horses rushing. At this time, everyone knows who the person coming from will be. The tired face of the Mohist army officers once again bloomed with brilliance. "The reinforcements are coming!"

"The reinforcements are coming! Brothers, kill me! Stop the Xiling people!"

"The reinforcements are coming!" The cheers of the Mohist soldiers were everywhere in the small town, and the battle between the two sides became more intense.

The million-strong army brought by Lenghuai rushed into Feihongguan, and hundreds of thousands of soldiers and horses in Xiling suddenly collapsed. The original hundreds of thousands of horses were killed by the Mohist army but more than a hundred million people in the city. They were still very dead and wounded, and some of them were scattered. At this time, suddenly there are more than one million troops. Even if the willpower is tenacious, the soldiers will not be able to collapse. When the day is not yet bright, the war in the small town has come to an end. The death of the Xiling Terracotta Warriors in the city fell. When the cold Huai rushed to the rear gate, he just had time to hold some crumbling Lanterns.

The veteran general has been over seventy years old. It is already too tired for young people to fight down this night, not to mention the elderly people like Yuanxiao. Seeing the cold Huai, Yuan Zhen also breathed a sigh of relief. If the cold Huai came later, they couldn’t hold it anymore. "Cold... Cold General..."

Cold Huai replied: "General veteran, it is me... We are late, hard work for you."

"It’s good to come... just come...." Yuan Zhen whispered. Then I only felt that my eyes were black and I fell down. Leng Huai’s eyes were fast, and he quickly helped him. “The veteran general... the veteran general...the doctor!”

Just as Feng San came here, I heard the sound of the cold Huai quickly rushing over. Pulling up the Lantern’s hand and letting the pulse relax, “Nothing serious, it’s probably too tired. Let’s send the veteran general back. Let’s go back and let Mr. Shen diagnose it.”

Seeing that Yuanxiao is fine, Lenghuai is relieved. Yuan Zhen can be said to be the oldest veteran of the Mohist army. If something goes wrong here, it is not a major loss for the Mohist army.

Sending people to **** Yuan Zhen back to the General's House, Leng Huai and Feng Zhiyao have ordered the Xinling Streets and alleys that have just arrived to search for the Xiling Horses and Horses that have missed the net. When the time was all over, the sky was already bright, and the two were relieved. Each of them looked at each other and Feng Zhiyao suddenly shouted: "Wang Ye and Wang Hao are still on the tower!" If Mo Xiuzhen has already solved Lei Zhenduo, he will definitely appear with Ye Liu. The reason why I have not seen the two people until now is that the decisive battle on the city building is not over yet.

When the two men rushed to feel the front of Feihongguan's tower, Qin Feng and others had already arrived. Although they are all scarred and confident or relying on or sitting on the tower, everyone's **** color is more relaxed. Feng Zhiyao could not help but smile, shrugged and walked to the side of the ladder to help Qin Feng sit down under the city wall. After this beating, there is no need to fight for a long time, but shouldn’t it be easier? As a soldier, the chance of not having to go to the battlefield for a lifetime may be a sad thing. But as a country, if you have been in a war for a lifetime, it is not as good as the early death of the country.

Seeing the emergence of Feng Zhiyao, Lenghuai and others, Lei Zhenduo finally realized that he once again lost to Mojiajun. The offensive of the shot has become more and more fierce. However, after a fierce fight this night and night, Lei Zhenduo's wear and tear is far more powerful than Ling Tiehan and Mo Xiu. Even if it is even more powerful, it will not be possible to ensure that Lei Zhenduo is in a state of enemies within these twenty-four hours. Even if he is in the midst of the two masters who are the highest in the world, Ling Tiehan and Mo Xiuqi are also the same. The injury is terrible. As a person, even if all the vitality is consumed in advance, there is a limit. Therefore, after several consecutive violent attacks, Mo Xiu and Ling Tiehan clearly felt the change of Lei Zhenduo.

The two looked at each other and Ling Tiehan’s long sword crossed a long rainbow and went straight to Lei Zhen’s chest. The ink repairing behind him is volleying away. A sword goes from top to bottom to the top of Lei Zhenduo.

Lei Zhenduo sneered, flying to let the ink repaired from the top of the sword, a hand reached out and grabbed the long sword of Ling Tiehan. Then along the Ling Tiehan's sword, he rushed up and took a palm to Ling Tiehan's chest.

Ink repaired and waited until this time, the sword that was originally stabbed on the head was a blind man. It is such an important position that the top of the head is dead. Unless Lei Zhenzhen can't move, how can it be easy to give the bayonet. The ink repaired the sword and turned the corner, burning the sword and crossing a cold mang, and instantly fell into the right shoulder of Lei Zhenduo. Lei Zhenqi took a shot to Ling Tiehan’s palm. Ling Tiehan’s sword was twisted and pulled out from Lei Zhen’s hand. Short-swinging and ink repairing left and right to Lei Zhen’s legs.

Suddenly, he was trained by ink, and Lei Zhenyu quickly jumped out under pain. I escaped the two swords behind the ink repair and Ling Tiehan, but the left leg was still marked by a blood mark by Ling Tiehan's sword.

Lei Zhenduo has been retreating to the edge of the city wall to hold the pace of payment. Looked down at the wound on his right shoulder and frowned. This sword injury is not important, but he has just been shot by Ye Liu on his right shoulder and the injury has not healed. Nowadays, this sword with ink repair is naturally worse. Moreover, reversing the practice does not allow him to see the pain completely, and the number of scars and pains are added to his body, which makes his strength once again greatly reduced.

Ink repair and Ling Tiehan are not in a hurry, each holding the sword in his hand, "color" indifferently watching Lei Zhenduo. Nowadays, Lei Zhenduo’s "sexuality" will never run away again. I am afraid that he will die and want to pull someone to accompany him.

Lei Zhenduo smiled indifferently: "It is possible to fight with the King of the King and the King of the King. This king does not live this life."

Ling Tie Han Shen "color" is light and not words, but ink repairs is a cold smile: "The king has never planned to fight with you. The king wants only one. You die, I am born."

Lei Zhen stunned and couldn't help but smile. "Ha ha... The king is sure that he is the king, the good son of Moliufang! Mo Xiuzhen... If Ling Tinghan is here today, he died in the hands of the king. It is definitely you!" The most unpredictable "touch" in this world is people, but Mo Xiuzhen is able to count people's hearts. Therefore, even a master like Ling Tiehan can let him move. Perhaps Ye Li said that there is nothing wrong with it. The Dingwangfu of that year was precisely because the human heart was almost ruined, and the ink repairing pain was so painful that it could penetrate all the desires and intentions of the human heart. Therefore, he will be defeated in his hands.

Ink repair did not care about Lei Zhenduo's ridicule, said indifferently: "If Lingge is not here, you will not die here. The king naturally has other ways to let you die."

Lei Zhenhao laughed, and everyone in the room looked at him and he didn't understand what he was laughing at. Maybe he doesn't even understand himself. When he finally smiled enough, Lei Zhenduo stood up again, and the sword in his hand pointed to the ink repair: "Good! Good... The king will come and see. The king can let the king die!"

Ink repaired his lips and gave a cold smile. "This king wants you to be born, not, like, die!"

The atmosphere on the tower was once again, and everyone couldn't help but hold the breath and set the three people in the confrontation. The life and death of the three people with the highest achievements in martial arts in this world will soon be divided. At the same time, it also represents the battle for the battle that has lasted for several years. The final winner is about to appear. Even if many people already know who the last world is, they still can’t help but sway. .

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At the end of the writing, I always think that Lei Zhenduo is in love with Mo Liufang~

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Everyone knows that the richest man of Lijia, the richest man in Wangyue County, looks better than Pan An, and leads the women to go on.

Su Shi, a fat man, is one of the most disgusting ones. The result is that the maids of the Li family died.

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Blinking again, the soul has been replaced by the thirty-one-year-old modern female physician Su Shi. Haven't had time to rejoice in the new life, you have to face all kinds of problems - fat woman? anthomaniac? The country is flowing? These words can fall on her head! ?

Is this the sacred confession of the old virgins - hard to plug her a cheap husband. Although the figure is tall and strong, but that face...

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