General, there is a demon [Rebirth]

The smoke billowed and the flames shot into the sky.

The sky was getting dark and the fog was rising. Outside the tower of Baicheng, shouts of killing resounded across the sky, and arrows rained all over the sky, all swooping down from the tower, like the evil spirits of hell roaring to drag the Turkic invaders into hell.

In an instant, horse neighing and human howling mixed together, rushing straight into the sky, as if to tear apart the night.

"General!"

On the city tower, a deputy general in armor and covered in blood stained respectfully reported: "There are not enough arrows left in the city, should we take the last step?" The voice was deliberately lowered, but the dignified meaning between the words was hard to ignore.

The man's brows were tightly frowned, his eyes were bloodshot, and his sharp eyes were fixed on the battle below the tower. He raised his palm and then lowered it heavily. The lieutenant understood the man's meaning with just one gesture.

"Yes! The end general will make arrangements immediately." The deputy general was ordered to resign.

"Wait," the man suddenly called out to the lieutenant, his sharp eyes fixed on the battle situation below the tower, "the old and weak women and children in Baicheng, take advantage of the fog tonight, you must withdraw from the side door."

"Yes!" The lieutenant was in a complicated mood, but he agreed without hesitation.

"Zhao Cheng," the man suddenly said, the seriousness of being a boss was gone in his voice, and even a little more casual for his family, "I'm afraid this disaster will be sad today, I shouldn't bring you back to the battlefield."

Zhao Cheng is the orphan brought back from the battlefield by the old Duke.

Hearing this, Zhao Cheng clenched his fists tightly. He knew that the reason why the general asked the people in Baicheng to evacuate was not only because of the obvious timing, but also because the Yin army was not completely sure that they could hold Baicheng.

Only he and the general know that Baicheng has run out of ammunition and food.

However, once the city is broken, the Turkic people will still be in the land of no one, and they may not have the strength to resist, or even the heart to resist when they are close to the Jiedushi.

"Master, Zhao Cheng is not afraid of death."

Xiao Duo looked back at Zhao Cheng, raised his hand and shook his shoulder vigorously.

After Zhao Cheng left, Xiao Duo looked at the black smoke billowing in the sky, with his hands behind his back, his right hand held the red thread on his left wrist tightly.

As the night darkened, the Turkic siege took a break.

The soldiers of the Great Yin took the opportunity to breathe triumphantly, and their companions supported each other. They hadn't had enough food for several days, only porridge that was so thin that it was almost transparent, all supported by perseverance and morale.

They believed that reinforcements would come.

"General," a soldier was holding a dilapidated porridge bowl beside Xiao Duo, and said with concern, "You haven't had a drop of water all day, at least you should have some porridge."

Xiao Duo took the porridge bowl in front of him, and when he was about to drink it, from the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the soldiers holding bows and crossbows suddenly limp to the ground, the soldiers' faces were pale and their lips were chapped, obviously fainted from hunger.

Xiao Duo almost didn't even think about it, strode over, squatted down to help the man up, and fed the soldier with the thin porridge in the bowl.

"General!" The soldier who delivered the porridge almost jumped, "This is the last bowl of porridge!"

Xiao Duo didn't have any expression on his face, he stood up and handed the empty bowl to the soldier, "He needs it more than me."

The soldier took the bowl, his eyes were almost red, he knew that the general meant that he was just starving without this porridge, but the soldier guarding the city would die.

When the soldier opened his mouth to say something, he felt his feet tremble, his hand was unsteady, and the porridge bowl fell to the ground, breaking into pieces.

The roar suddenly resounded in the ears, and the soldiers who had been resting woke up immediately. Another round of Turkic siege began, but this time the Turkic people seemed to have the determination to win.

Huge stones fell from the sky and flew towards the city wall of Baicheng, leaving deep pits one after another on the thick city wall with a huge roar.

"General!"

Zhao Cheng came running from one side of the stairs. During the period, huge rocks fell on the city from time to time, causing violent vibrations. He stabilized his figure and ran to Xiao Duo's side, and said in a low voice, "All the people in the city have been evacuated, and the plan is in place!"

"The soldiers are still waiting for the reinforcements, and they are desperately fighting for the last time." Zhao Cheng looked at the soldiers of the Great Yin who were fighting bloody battles outside the city, clenched their fists tighter and tighter, and somehow said what was in his heart, "Does the imperial court still remember us?" .”

Xiao Duo didn't say a word, his face was calm, but the veins in his hand caressing the city wall were bulging, almost crushing the stones.

At this moment, the battlefield is in a mess, the sky is full of drains, there are heavy knives, and the scorched stench of blood mixed with rust is scattered in the wind.

At this moment, one of the Turkic soldiers yelled something loudly, causing another group of Turkic people to look angry and almost crazy. An unbelievable scene happened. The Turkic people actually started killing each other. At this point almost reversed.

"It worked." Zhao Cheng hammered his fist, and his eyes became more joyful. "The fourteen tribes in the grassland are not at peace with each other. Let our people sneak into the Turkic interior and take the opportunity to stir up conflicts. My son, it worked!"

In recent days, the tense nerves have been slightly relaxed, and Xiao Duo's complexion has also eased, but his heart has not yet relaxed. Xiao Duo knows that no matter how many clever tricks there are in the situation of a huge disparity in military strength, it is just a way to slow down the troops.

Three days ago, he received a letter from his father's close friend saying that there would be additional troops for support, but it would take at least three days for the reinforcements to arrive.

He raised his head to look at the hazy moonlight, his brows that had been relieved just now were furrowed, three days would pass, if the reinforcements hadn't arrived...

At this moment, a small group of people rushed out of the forest and grass in the distance. They couldn't tell whether it was an enemy or a friend in the dark night, and they rushed over shouting to kill!

Everyone on the city wall was shocked.

"Could it be Lord Li's reinforcements?" Zhao Cheng asked hurriedly.

Xiao Duo shook his head, but his eyes sank, "It will take three days at the earliest."

Before he finished speaking, he saw that the leader had rushed to the battlefield below the city, and the flames illuminated his face.

"Is it General Zhou next to His Majesty?!"

Seeing the people thousands of miles away at this time, Zhao Cheng almost thought that he was dazzled by hunger. He blinked hard, but the people in the city still did not disappear. The red-clothed black armor was a soldier of the Great Yin!

"How could General Zhou appear here suddenly? Could it be that His Majesty sent reinforcements here?" Zhao Cheng was very excited by this guess, but when he said it, he felt that it was wrong. Even if the reinforcements from the imperial court arrived, this pair of troops would not be the only one.

"not good."

Xiao Duo, who was watching the battle closely, suddenly made a sound, Zhao Cheng also reacted, he slapped his head suddenly and said: "There are still our people in the Turks, General Zhou doesn't know!"

Before the words fell, it seemed that he wanted to agree to Zhao Cheng's words, and he was cut off by a Turkic cavalry after seeing General Zhou's dazed effort in the city.

"Come on, General Zhou has an old leg problem, and his life is in danger if he falls off his horse at this time." Zhao Cheng said and was about to run down the tower.

Xiao Duo was faster than Zhao Cheng, picked up the bow and arrow by his side, set the bow and shot the arrow, several arrows were fired together with the sound of howling wind, and instantly nailed the Turkic who was trying to attack General Zhou to the ground.

But at this moment, a snow-white paper crane flew through thousands of troops and landed on his shoulder.

The lover's familiar voice came out from the paper crane with a secret method, Xiao Duo's pupils trembled suddenly, and he looked up suddenly in disbelief, obviously beyond the reach of human eyesight, but he seemed to feel it too, as if he could see the person look like.

The red thread on the wrist is warm and ironed, like a lover's gentle comfort.

His eldest baby is here!

Here, in the shadow of the woods, Huo Changying received Xiao Duo's paper crane voice transmission. After many days, his life and death were still uncertain, and he could hear A Duo's voice again with his own ears, but he didn't care about the surging emotions in his heart. With a wave of his arms, he ordered to charge, and immediately rushed out first!

The drums are beating and the morale is shaking.

Behind him, the soldiers of the Great Yin who could not bear it for a long time, their morale was high at this time, and they rushed into the battlefield holding the Great Yin banner high.

As soon as the Great Yin reinforcements with several times the Turkic troops entered the battle, they were like beasts devouring evil spirits, devouring the Turkic army non-stop, and drove the battle line out of the surrounding area of ​​Baicheng.

"It's reinforcements!"

"It's His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!"

The soldiers of the Great Yin who guarded the city hard saw the "Yin" flag fluttering in the wind, and almost burst into tears: "The imperial court's reinforcements! Your Majesty has not forgotten us!"

"Long live Great Yin!"

"Your Highness is a thousand years old!"

In an instant, the roar of the mountain resounded throughout the world, and even the Turkic war horses were shaken by such momentum, neighing and retreating again and again.

At the back of the battlefield, in the Turkic camp, the general who attacked the city this time pointed his scimitar at the young general who suddenly appeared on the battlefield, and asked the person wearing a black cloak beside him: "Is this the next emperor of Great Yin?"

The man was wearing a black cloak, covered by a hood, and his face was hidden in the shadows: "Yes and no." His voice was hoarse and indistinguishable.

"Yes, that's fine!" The Turkic general stared fiercely at the people fighting in the distance, and said with a contemptuous smile, "This king will cut off his head and give it to the high priest to serve the true god!"

Before the words were finished, King Zuo Xian roared, clamped his horse's stomach forcefully, and rushed out like an arrow from the string. As soon as Fang entered the battle, he swung his scimitar and slashed open the blocking Da Yin soldiers, causing blood and flesh to splatter instantly.

Blood spattered all over Zuo Xianwang's body, he laughed like a wild beast feeling the bloody smell.

Clang——

The sound of metal clashing resounded throughout the world, the scimitar collided with the long sword, and during the stalemate, the scimitar slid against the long sword, sparking countless sparks, almost touching the head of the sword holder.

The two horses collided and left quickly. When Huo Changying turned around, he saw the appearance of the man who attacked him clearly. The man covered his face with a beard, his eyebrows and eyes were like a falcon, and the machete in his hand was shining with cold light, and the handle of the knife was actually inlaid with five-color gems.

"King Zuo Xian."

Huo Changying confirmed the identity of the person in front of him almost instantly, and the person laughed loudly and said, "Younger Da Yin, who is so weak and not as good as my Turkic woman, actually has some eyesight!"

"I wanted to take your life, but now that the king has changed his mind, I don't know what the emperor of Great Yin will think if he knows that his own son has become a member of the king's tent?!"

The meaning of frivolity and sarcasm in the words was very strong, Huo Changying was too lazy to talk nonsense with this barbarian, sneered, and suddenly drove his horse towards him.

bang-

The fighting was deafening, Huo Changying slashed at the back of Zuo Xianwang's neck with the long sword in his hand, Zuo Xianwang quickly raised the knife and turned his backhand to hit the vital point, but Huo Changying was so shocked that he almost fell on the horse's back.

He was terrified in his heart that this frail little boy had the strength not inferior to his Turkic warrior!

King Zuo Xian was agitated, his eyes revealed the desire to conquer, he held the knife in his left hand to block Huo Changying's slashing force, and the dagger in the sleeve of his right hand quickly stabbed at Huo Changying's abdomen.

Snapped!

With a crisp sound, the bright red mark of the folding fan was imprinted on King Zuo Xian's right hand, making his palm numb, and he could hardly hold the dagger.

But the next moment, the long sword was close to the head, and a piece of the black iron helmet was sliced ​​off.

"The rumored King Zuo Xian behaved like this!" Huo Changying said with strong disgust in his tone, "You are overestimating your capabilities!"

Before he could finish speaking, Zuo Xianwang, who was in a state of embarrassment, saw the folding fan that had slapped off his wrist vigorously just now spread out, and the sharp blades popped out from the fan bones, before he could see the man's moves clearly.

The sword energy rolled up a strong energy and covered him overwhelmingly!

Everyone was shocked by the powerful sword energy, and they couldn't get close to it. After a while, they saw the gem-studded scimitar fly out of the sword energy attack, and plunged into the city gate with a sound of "Duo".

"Low down and don't kill."

On the horse, Huo Changying pointed his long sword at King Zuo Xian who fell off the horse, with a cold expression.

King Zuo Xian held his chest, suppressing the fishy sweetness welling up in his throat, and stared closely at the sword edge that was so close that it was about to pierce his pupils in the next moment. The sword blade was as bright as a mirror, reflecting the unbelievable and Horror like never before.

"Push down!"

Immediately, some personal soldiers tied up the seriously injured Zuo Xianwang and took him down.

The Turkic general was captured, and his morale plummeted immediately. Under the mighty attack of the soldiers of the Great Yin, they actually wanted to retreat, and many people drove their horses and fled.

Just when everyone thought it was over, the pupils of Xiao Duo, who had been staring at the battle situation on the top of the city tower, suddenly narrowed.

In the corner of the battlefield, at the blind spot of Huo Changying's sight, a crossbow was aimed at him...

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