martial law

It was noon.

A gust of flaming yang energy that melts people has already invaded the soul as soon as it came into view.

That special long arrow, faintly thundering, had just hit it, and before it saw blood, it was turned into molten iron when it was covered by the blazing sun's light.

Amidst the sizzle sound, he fell to the ground.

Yu Wenhuaji took advantage of the long arrow's attack, and just retreated three feet away, and there was a fire burning around him.

His chest was scorched black, and his beard was on fire.

With a scream, he kicked forward with his toes, and when the ripples appeared, he was about to retreat backwards.

"What kind of ghost technique is this? Could it be the formula of longevity?"

While vigorously running the Bingxuan Jin, Yu Huaji couldn't imagine that there is such a strange skill in this world.

Sometimes it's cold as hell, and sometimes it's hot like the sun.

more mutually transformable.

Its subtlety and strength are far superior to its own Bingxuanjin.

"you guessed right."

Yang Lin sneered, he was not willing to let him escape, half of the stick's force was received, and he suddenly stuck out.

Like a snake or a dragon, it meanders away, slanting towards the nine heavens.

This snake-turning-dragon stick comes from Zhao Zilong's Seven Detecting Pan Snake Spears.

It's just that, stabbing it out with a coiling dragon stick, and attaching the innate yang energy of the longevity formula, there is a sense of grandeur.

Destroy the treacherous and mysterious temperament of the coiled snake.

On the contrary, there is a kind of domineering and mighty power.

puff……

Such as wearing yuba.

Yu Wenhuaji only had time to put his palms in front of his body, forming black ice, before he was pierced by this stick light like a laser swimming dragon.

The ice strength in his palm didn't have the slightest blocking effect.

Broken palms, broken arms, pierced chest...

When Yu Wenhuaji flew upside down and landed on the roof, everyone could see that there was a hole the size of a bowl in his chest, and he could see the skylight on the opposite side.

"Good stick technique."

Yu Wenhua and his eyes were blood red, and he spat out a few words unwillingly.

He didn't seem to have thought that even though he was so careful, he would die in the mouth of a small gang.

Died at the hands of an unknown individual who suddenly appeared in the rivers and lakes.

What kind of high-ranking officials and generous salary, what kind of kingship is overbearing.

In the end it was just a passing cloud.

Snapped……

Yu Wenhua and fell to the sky.

bang bang bang...

The entire courtyard wall collapsed, and a huge man with a huge yellow horse, wearing a golden helmet with double phoenixes on his head, and a golden armor with locks, and holding a golden phoenix wing rushed in.

The reason why it is called a giant.

It's because this person is two meters two and three meters tall, with a broad body and round waist, like a hill.

Cooperating with the big horse below to charge, the bloody aura rushed straight to the ground three feet in front of him, rushing over like a whirlwind, making people feel that the mountain is also collapsing.

This person is none other than the number one general of the Sui Dynasty, Yu Wencheng.

When he first heard that he was going to besiege and kill a loose man, he didn't take it seriously.

I thought to myself, with the strength of the Yuwen family, any one who comes out at random can beat the opponent to nothing.

However, since Yu Wenhuaji was so cautious, he naturally had his reasons.

There is no need to go against his will.

After all, Yu Wenhuaji was the head of the Yuwen Family when they went to Jiangnan this time.

Compared with Yu Wenhua and his habit of high-stakes, surprise attack and assassination, he still prefers to ride a horse and charge into battle.

Whether it's charging in the face of thousands of troops or fighting generals, when the phoenix-winged golden clam is swung, everything has to be smashed to pieces.

Unexpectedly, he broke through the wall on horseback, and only halfway through the charge, he saw Yu Wenhuaji's body fall to the ground, splashing dust all over the place.

And the young man in white with long eyebrows and phoenix eyes was looking at him with a sneer.

this is.

Even lost?

Once the long soldiers swing, they can't retreat at this time, so they can only advance.

Yu Wencheng shouted fiercely, and the speed became faster, turning into a bloody sharp light, piercing straight to Yang Lin's chest.

With this move, people borrowed horsepower to infuse a little bit of true energy into the whole body, and the tip of the horn vibrated with ripples.

He is confident that even if there is a steel city wall in front of him, a big hole will be melted by him.

"You are late."

Yang Lin stepped lightly on his feet.

There were seven stars flashing on the ground, and for some reason, his figure had reached the front of the horse, as if turning into a phantom, and passed directly through the mopping thrusts of the long soldiers.

He raised the fire with a stick, and it fell down suddenly.

The stick-body coiling dragon seemed to come alive, sticking its head out constantly, roaring and groaning, emitting a glow like the sun.

A stick fell, and the surrounding air was squeezed inward crazily, making Yu Wencheng unable to charge forward or retreat, even turning his horse's head or dodging sideways.

Before he jumped up, the stick had already fallen.

boom……

Like a star shaking down.

Yu Wencheng's figure was shocked.

The whole person began to collapse.

Even people and horses turned into a pile of human-shaped flesh emitting a little bit of smoke.

Flesh and blood are fused together, and the human form can no longer be seen.

Yu Chisheng, who was holding a bow and nocking an arrow on the roof, twitched his eyebrows wildly.

Without even thinking about it, it was just an upside-down, and when it landed, it was a wild run.

Yang Lin let out a long laugh.

With a whining sound, the Panlong stick in his hand danced a flower, and threw it with his backhand.

Where the black smoke rises, it has passed through the courtyard wall, spanning tens of feet, and with a chirping sound, it passes through Yuchi Sheng's vest.

This time, he didn't use the meaning of Wushuang vibration on the stick...

While standing up and down, he came up to Yuchi Sheng and pulled out his stick, "You are the general manager of Yangzhou, and Yuchi's family and Yuwen's family are in the same spirit, so you cannot be kept.

However, your life is still very useful. "

Lifting Yuchi Sheng with one hand, ignoring the opponent's continuous twisting and fighting for his life, after a few leaps, he reached the front of the army formation.

Looking at a gentle middle-aged man with an earthy face, Yang Lin smiled and said: "You are Chen Zixing and Chen Shoubei, why didn't you order the arrows to be released, and didn't you order the whole army to do it?"

Chen Zixing pursed his lips.

Can't answer a word.

It's not that he didn't give the order to release the arrows, it's that the situation is developing too fast.

He didn't have time to give the order.

The five thousand cavalry of the Xiaoguo Army were not seen, and the order to charge was not given.

Yu Wenhuaji rushed in, dying.

Yu Wencheng rushed in, and was beaten to a pulp before he could go through two rounds.

Manager Yuchi just fired an arrow, and then he was seriously injured through the chest and captured alive.

How is this played?

"Rebel, don't let Chief Yuchi go, otherwise..."

Chen Zixing didn't answer, but a bearded man beside him was already furious and wanted to give an order with a wave of his hand.

This is Zhang Zhensheng, the lieutenant general of the defense, he is as hot as fire.

Already anxious at this time.

"Otherwise what?"

Yang Lin swayed, stepped forward and came to Zhang Zhensheng's face, and lightly slapped his palm on the top of his head.

boom……

Zhang Zhensheng's head, which was as big as a bucket, was caught in the neck with a bang, his body straightened, twitched a few times, and fell to the ground with a bang.

Chen Zixing and the surrounding generals all shivered.

Looking at the smiling Yang Lin, it was like seeing a ghost.

"I said surrender would not kill you, do you have any objections?"

"I have no objection, relying on the strength of the mountain king to overwhelm the sky and the power of the gods, in this troubled world, one should follow the strong..."

Chen Zixing's face turned green and pale, and he couldn't hold back the thought of resisting. He threw away the spear in his hand, pushed the golden mountain and inverted the jade pillar, and knelt down on the ground: "Chen Zixing, my subordinate, sees the king of the mountain, and is willing to gather soldiers and horses for the prince, and subdue him Jiangdu."

"My subordinates pay homage to the prince."

The rest of the generals looked at each other, gritted their teeth, and bowed down in unison.

"Okay, okay, the one who knows current affairs is Junjie, Yu Wenhuaji, Yu Wencheng has already died in the city, and the general manager Yuchi has also been seriously injured.

I'm only worried that these thousands of Xiaoguo troops are rebellious and will not submit. "

"It doesn't matter, if you kill too many people, you will naturally accept it."

Chen Zixing said outrageously.

"Yes, you are very promising."

Yang Lin patted Chen Zixing's shoulder lightly and said with a smile.

Chen Zixing hastily bent over to make Yang Lin feel more comfortable taking pictures.

When there were no more instructions, he immediately turned around and shouted sharply, "All the troops listened to the order, and Yangzhou changed hands. Today, the whole army is under the command of the backer king. We will fight against the faint king, kill the rebels, and rebuild the mountains and rivers."

As soon as an order was issued, the surroundings became chaotic, some people swung knives, some resisted, and there was a sudden chaos.

The sound of killing continued for half an hour.

Yangzhou City is just like a child's play, and it changes hands directly.

Even Yang Lin felt it was ridiculous.

However, if you think about it carefully, it is not surprising.

This year is already home to the world.

The army has no beliefs. Basically, it is a soldier who eats food and only obeys the orders of the general.

If the general dies, what should he do?

Even if you try your best to win, it is still a dead word.

Therefore, the whole world is rebellious, and in the end, it is completely unclear whether it is the officers and soldiers, or the rebels?

Whoever gives a mouthful of food will fight with him.