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Fireworks illuminated the sky, and the sound of killing and felling continued.

Yue Zilin held a pipa, playing and singing "Qing Ping Le".

She knew there were people outside the door, and she also knew that these people were there to send her out if the city was broken.

The moonlight was deserted, and when it shone on Yue Zilin's bi-color finger, the jasper was as transparent as it could be, and he could clearly see the other end.

The song was about to end, but she suddenly changed the song, it was actually a song for breaking the battle, the music was passionate and spread in the room.

She was so idle that Ling Wuhui couldn't sleep.

Ling Wuhuiye, who blocked her ears with a pillow, couldn't block the pervasive music, but she also knew that Yue Zi was in a bad mood by doing this.

When she is in a bad mood, she likes to torment others.

The pipa talk is good, but the skill is unfamiliar after all, to the ears of a woman like Ling Wuhui, who is full of love and moon, it is no different from sawing wood.

Ling Wuhui endured it for a long time, and finally sang loudly: "Xiangshu has teeth, but there is no end to people! There is no end to people, so why not die?"

Her voice is round and smooth, especially moving in the night.

As expected, Yuezi put down the pipa when he faced the pipa.

Ling Wuhui picked up the sword, preparing for a life-and-death battle with Yue Zi when she came.

It's just that she waited for so long that she fell asleep again, but Yue Zilin still didn't come.

Ling Wuhui pushed open the door and saw a group of people standing in the courtyard with their hands hanging down, and asked, "How is Yue Zilin?"

Lian Ye replied: "The envoy from Yue Zuo said that he has never seen the beacon fire, and he wants to go and see the excitement."

This was so perfunctory that Ling Wuhui was laughed out of anger, but according to Yue Zilin's temperament, it seemed that she could really do the thing of going to see Fenghuo, but now she put all her attention on Lian Ye.

"You're here again." She said with a smile, "Miss me?"

Lian Ye said: "Subordinates dare not."

Human nature is always a bit mean. When others like themselves, they rely on their liking to do everything, and when they don't like them, they rush to show rare affection.

But Ling Wuhui is not that kind of person, she knows it very well.

This woman must have another purpose.

Lian Ye is now powerless, penniless, and has no ability to make the princes fear when he is angry, and the ability to live in peace and make the world go away, the only thing that can make Ling Wuhui think about it is...

Ledger?

……

A sword seals the throat.

Duan Changge's swordsmanship may not be the best, but it is definitely the fastest to kill.

On the battlefield, too much ostentation will only make people die miserably, because they have to deal with thousands of troops, not one person, or a few.

The battle was tense, and for some reason, the young marshal retreated frequently until he reached the city wall.

This is Zhangzhou's last line of defense. If the city is broken, the north gate of Daqi will be completely opened.

"Commander!" A sergeant's face was scorched black, mixed with blood, and he said in a hoarse voice, "How long will it take to retreat!?"

The commander put his arms around the neck of the person beside him, broke it, pulled out the knife from his body, and said, "I don't know!"

It's too noisy around, you can't hear it unless you yell loudly.

"It's what the marshal meant, we just need to listen..."

The sergeant's voice suddenly became harsh, mixed with the wind, it was extremely desolate, "But this Zhangzhou is the gate of Daqi!"

Zhangzhou is the north gate of Daqi, breaking it is like breaking into a gate.

"Back! Back! Back!"

"Where are you going to retreat?!"

Where else can I return!

But after all, they fought against Duan Sizhi for many years, gritted their teeth and retreated.

In the distance, in the Jiaolan treasure car, a young girl propped her chin with her hands, listening to the spies' report, she said boredly: "This paragraph of thinking is nothing more than that."

Perhaps she felt bored, so she took out the debates and art of war that she had read before, flipped through a few pages, and said, "Repeatedly made extraordinary achievements? This gentleman said that this is just something in the story book, Yu Junye To ask me to read it carefully is nothing but a coward with a false name."

She threw the book into the brazier, and it was greedily devoured by the charcoal fire not long after.

"What's the point of looking at something like this?"

The attendant wanted to stop him, but the girl looked back at him with a look.

"Your Majesty, if Lord Hou finds out..."

"He knows that he has his own master. What is there to enter?" The girl hooked her hand on the gold-thread dagger inlaid with blood-red agate on the table to play, "Is this gentleman or is he a monarch? This Xiliang Who is in charge?"

This little emperor is not yet sixteen, but he is already extremely dissatisfied with her uncle Bai Zhanhou's monopoly.

"Of course it's the emperor who decides." A drop of sweat fell down the woman's forehead.

"Since that's the case, I'm afraid he won't mention it when he knows such things." She sneered, "Afraid? What should I be afraid of?"

"Yes."

……

The soldiers approached the city, but within a hundred feet, the man under the black flag was Yu Junyi.

Lord of Hundred Wars.

After waiting all night, they retreated from the outskirts of the city to the city, and finally the Xiliang army gathered.

Young Marshal Yinjia Yiyi under the moon, suddenly shouted: "Shoot the arrow!"

Tens of thousands of flaming arrows pierced the night sky, just like guarding one's heart against confusion—an ominous omen.

There were endless screams, and the sergeant who climbed up the wall ladder had his throat cut cleanly with a short knife.

If the short knife is embedded in the armor and cannot be pulled out, use the long sword. If the long sword is also broken, you can use the broken sword, or fall with it and die.

Duan Changge inserted the dagger neatly into one person's throat and pulled it out again, but the blood did not stain his clothes.

The flaming arrows are not just kerosene, but also saltpetre and fire-powder.

The quiver is hollow, and it is filled with filled black-gun-powder.

The gunpowder exploded, and there was an indescribable smell of burnt meat in the air, mixed with the smell of blood, which was particularly strange.

This time, I called back and changed people.

The long sword was pulled out, and the flames behind Duan Changge were dazzling, "Team, chase!"

Across the Min River, the girl saw the dust rising up and the people rushing back in the car, she pouted and said, "You're still a warlord, that's all."

How can anyone speak like this?

Hearing this, the attendant was bitter, thinking why such an ancestor was upset, and reminded: "Your Majesty, that is Xiliang's army."

The girl didn't understand what it meant, so she answered it literally, saying: "Of course I know, the word Yujun is so big, can't I see it clearly?"

"Your Majesty, the subject is not..."

"You are so noisy, shut up." The girl said.

The servant had to shut up.

The girl stroked her chin and said, "Although Yu Junyi is old, he is the only one in war. How could he fall for it so easily?"

The attendant shook his head, indicating that he could not speak.

The girl frowned, and said: "I heard that Duan Sizhi was assassinated, and he was exhausted, and his body has not recovered. He will not think that he is under the command of the young commander, so he will take it lightly."

Yu Junye did not take it lightly, he has always been cautious, but Duan Changge and Duan Sizhi's acting style is completely different. He has been fighting with Duan Sizhi for nearly ten years, and they have understood each other's tactics, but he never thought about this time. It was the young commander who met the enemy.

The young man was impetuous, first he rushed out of the city, and then he was repulsed, and retreated steadily. He really thought that this young commander was no more than Zhao Kuo and his like, who had a reputation in vain, but he didn't know that the last counterattack, there was gunpowder on the arrow, which made him so embarrassed.

It is indeed beyond Duan Sizhi's ability to take such risks.

Duan Sizhi fights very steadily, step by step.

What happened to Duan Sizhi?Yu Junye frowned, to the point where he wanted a young commander to lead his troops.

If it is not extremely serious, Duan Sizhi will definitely not leave this matter to others.

There are boats on the Min River.

The iron locks are dense, and the boat is thousands of miles away. The turbulent Min River is already at the mouth of the sea, and it is almost in line with the sea.

Yu Junyi was in the middle, and he was not the first to board the boat, so he gave Duan Sizhi a chance to catch up.

When Duan Changge and others arrived at the shore, Yu Junye was already standing on the boat.

If that's the case, she is not reconciled.

Duan Changge stood up from the horse, stepped on the ground, and used his strength to rise.

If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, the soldiers in Xiliang would not have believed that someone could be so light.

The distance between the river bank and the boat has reached fifty feet, and it is impossible for a kind of kung fu to fly so far.

Long arrows shot out like rain.

Duan Changge flexibly avoided the arrows, and opened the arrows flying in front of him with his sword in his right hand.

Indeed, there is no skill that can fly so far, but Duan Changge stepped on the arrow and flew towards Yu Jun.

In an instant, the arrow was airtight.

Duan Changge opened most of it with his sword, and then dodged part of it.

A sergeant narrowed his eyes, stared at Duan Changge, and shot a black arrow.

The tip of the arrow is poisonous, and the throat is sealed with blood.

Duan Changge seemed tired of dealing with other things and let the arrow fly towards her.

The arrow pierced her neck.

There is still one last step left.

Duan Changge reached Yu Junye's side steadily, with the wooden body of the arrow in his mouth.

Even on this occasion, she actually seemed to be in a party, as if she was biting a delicate peony flower in her mouth.

The poisonous arrow was soon placed on Yu Junyi's neck.

Duan Changge's hand was steady, even if everyone pointed their swords at her.

Even in the next moment, she might be poked into a hole.

This woman is only [-] years old, and her attainments in military arts and martial arts are already so high, she doesn't know how her future will be limitless.

Especially the courage, to go back and forth among the thousands of enemy troops, is a rare pride even for veterans.

As expected of Duan Sizhi's daughter.

Yu Junye was being held hostage, and while he was angry, he felt a little appreciation in his heart.

On the other hand, his niece, although she is already King of Great Liang, doesn't look like a King of Bansi.

Yu Junyi opened his mouth and said, "For many years, no one dared to stick this thing on Benhou's neck."

Duan Changge said politely, "It's the honor of the younger generation."

The little emperor looked at the thrilling scene on the boat, and said casually, "Who is that?"

"It's the only daughter of Marshal Duan Sizhi, Duan Changge."

"Oh?" The girl was full of interest, and said, "When Fang Shu was the marshal and held the military power, Daqi and Xiliang hadn't fought for 30 years. Why do you think so?"

The attendant shook her head, she was not qualified to say that.

"Because the relationship between the king of Xiliang and the marshal at that time was extraordinary, I saw that it was impossible for Yu Junyi to be with Duan Sizhi," she laughed, "Why don't I try and form a Qin and Jin relationship with that long song?" good."