Fu Ya was captured by Duanmu Anguo and was not killed. Feng Yuheng had almost guessed the final outcome, but he didn't expect it to be so fast.

There was a Fu Ya who looked so similar to her. If Duanmu Anguo didn't use it, he would be a fool. In Fu Ya's case, Feng Yuheng always thought it was a failure in this plan, and it was also where she felt that she was losing to that family.

Unfortunately, things have come to this point. She was unable to take care of the Fu family at the beginning, but now she still has no choice. I hope Duanmu Anguo feels that the family is still useful to him, so that she can still get some time to rescue her.

Feng Yuheng and Ban Zuo were riding horses toward the south gate of Guanzhou City. She had to go over and see. The news of her arrest was spread, and the people of Bian'an Town would definitely spread to Qianli's camp. Although she did not think that Qianli, as a deputy general, would lead the army into the northern border at all costs and just rescue her, there were soldiers from Shenji Camp in the army. Those soldiers were picked out one by one from 30,000 people, and she promoted and taught them personally. What she was afraid of was that Shenji Camp would be impulsive. If she was really caught, it would be fine. Now it was obviously Duanmu Anguo who had used a fraud. If the soldiers really went to save people, they would definitely fall into the trap of Duanmu Anguo. She would never let such a thing happen.

The two of them rushed the horses faster and faster, and rushed south like arrows in the vast snowy field. These two horses were said to be born from a stallion that had been mixed for thousands of years. Not to mention the cold resistance, their physique and speed were not comparable to ordinary horses. The horse seller asked for a high price, with 300 taels of silver per horse, so angry that he almost killed someone and seized the horse. Feng Yuheng felt that it was not a loss. As long as she could get to her destination as soon as possible, she could still afford the money.

The two of them didn't speak, and kept whipping the horse. Even so, they could do it all night. It was not until the next morning that they saw the shadows of Guanzhou City Gate ahead in the snow and mist.

Feng Yuheng held the horse and finally stopped for a while. She said to Ban Zuo: "I remember something. The woman returned to the northern border by herself. I don't know which road she was walking. But I looked at the direction that was definitely not here at the South Gate."

Ban Zuo nodded, "It's going west."

"You said...will something happen?" She was a little worried. No matter what purpose King Lian approached her, at least he had not done anything that endangered her life so far. What's more... "This person is so worried about being good-looking! I can't rest assured that she is."

Ban Zuo was so angry that he gritted his teeth: "I can't even protect myself, so what do you care about others?"

Feng Yuheng shook his head, "I'm not that good enough, no matter what, I can still protect myself." She thought for a while and added: "Especially when none of you are by my side, my ability to save my life will be stronger."

Ban Zuo suddenly realized that his master had something to say in his words, and couldn't help but frown and asked vigilantly: "What are you going to do?"

"Class!" Feng Yuheng turned his head to look at him, "Or why don't you go west to welcome him, at least you can pay attention to whether there are any traces of fighting or seeking human life along the way. I can't send her to her personally, I have to know if she is safe."

The father was speechless when he left, "Don't you hate Qianzhou people? Qianzhou royal family chopped off a finger of the young master. If you didn't chop off the Lotus King, would you still worry about her?"

Feng Yuheng shook his head, "One code is the same as one." Thinking about it again, he felt that such words were not very convincing, so he simply said the truth: "Didn't I just look at her beautiful appearance? After class, you are a big boss, and your wife's problem..."

"I'll go find it." Ban Zuo didn't want to hear the dead girl talk. He turned his head and rushed to the west as if he was running away.

Damn it! Is his master's mind soaked? Does his taste have that heavy? Can anyone take it? There is no difference between male and female?

Feng Yuheng looked at the back of the class leaving for a while, and he regretted not being involved in the other people's business. Just like Ban Zu said, the Qianzhou royal family is a person with deep hatred for her. It would be better if the Lotus King died. Why is she suffering?

However, it was too late to call the person back. The boy left the class with an unhappy look on his face, and he went faster than anyone else. Feng Yuheng shook his head helplessly, beat the horse and walked forward for a while, but this period was very hard and he couldn't explain what was going on. He always felt that there was an emotion that kept rising and falling in his heart, as if something was leading her in front, which made her suddenly have many expectations for the front. This expectation was not the original nervousness and anxiety of the impulse of Dashun soldiers to save people, but a prominent joy.

Until the gate of Guanzhou south city had been broken and the morning mist was clearly visible, Feng Yuheng finally knew where this expectation came from.

Just opposite the south gate, at a distance of fifty steps, tens of thousands of Dashun soldiers gathered together, twelve chariots, twelve shield formations, and the soldiers of the Shenji Camp stood on the shield formation, each carrying bows and arrows, and the tip of the arrow pointed directly above the Guanzhou city wall. Above the city wall, the eldest son of Duanmu Anguo, Duanmu Satoshi, and countless generals of the northern border.

However, none of this could attract Feng Yuheng's gaze. In her eyes and heart, there was only one figure at this moment, a purple battle robe, a golden mask, and a red treasure horse under her. The north wind whistled, whistling the cloak behind him, standing there like a god of war, no one could shake it.

He wrapped his arms in front of him, staring at Duanmu Satoshi, without any panic or nervousness, as if this was not a war to attack the city, but a normal meal and drinking, and that was almost like someone had to set up a table of food in front of him.

Feng Yuheng's heart was thumping, why did he come?

On the other hand, Duanmu Satoshi on the city wall was not so relaxed. He was the oldest son of Duanmu Anguo. He was not on the same level as Xuan Tianming in terms of energy and physical strength. What's more, he was a Han man. He had no northern blood in his body. Although he was born and strong, he was much different from those born and raised in the north.

For Duanmu Satoshi, Xuan Tianming is a legendary existence. There are many legends about the Ninth Prince of the Dashun War God. He has heard too much in recent years and has long been holding back his energy to compete with him. But now he is really in the face, but this time he looks at him, and he feels a little reluctant to lose his favor.

Duanmu Satoshi calmed down, took a deep breath, and tried hard to adjust his mental state to a peak. Then he became angry and said loudly: "Xuan Tianming! My Guanzhou wall is ten feet high and five feet thick. Even the city gate is made of bronze. I want to see, what ability do you have to break my Guanzhou!"

After letting go of a harsh word, he had no hope of scaring the other party, but he still couldn't stand Xuan Tianming's indifferent appearance, as if he was telling the funnyest joke in the world, only for the other party to smile contemptuously, and his morale was not shaken at all.

Duanmu Cong was unwilling to accept it, and couldn't help shouting again: "Xuan Tianming, even if your tens of thousands of troops can break through this city gate, the soldiers in the northern border will fight you to the end. The 100,000 people in Guanzhou City are also waiting for your arrival. If you have the ability, you will slaughter this Guanzhou City. Duanmu Cong is here to see, what qualifications do a general who doesn't even care about the lives of the people in the world have to win the hearts of the people!"

Puff!

Xuan Tianming was laughed at by him, but the contempt in this smile was even more serious. The good thing was that he was willing to open his mouth and had a conversation with Duanmu Satoshi. What was bad was that Xuan Tianming's words almost made Duanmu Satoshi fall from the city wall so angry that he fell down.

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Some people tied together, but not as valuable as my wife. In this world, everyone stands in the same place, but not as my wife can attract my attention. Duanmu Satoshi, I have this attitude, saying that the Northern Realm captured my wife, right? Listen, if that dead girl loses a hair, I will dig up the ancestral grave of your Duanmu family, dig out every coffin and whip the corpse and dry bones, and then stuff the captured ones alive and fresh into the coffin. The waste can be recycled and used, and you can't waste those coffins. Look, can you do it?"

Duanmu Qing was so angry that she was almost vomiting blood. However, before Xuan Tianming finished speaking, he heard the angering voice coming again - "I can't even compare to Qianzhou in the north. I still want to fight with me? Come!" He shouted loudly and raised his right hand: "Prepare to attack the city!"

With a command, two teams of soldiers behind immediately walked forward holding a thick wooden stake, approaching Guanzhou city gate step by step. The steps were consistent and the strength was strong, and the ice and snow ground was cracked.

Duanmu Satoshi would not be able to be under this situation. He took a quick stand and shouted: "Archer! Get ready!"

"Hahahaha!" Xuan Tianming laughed loudly, as if he had heard the funnyest joke in the world, arrogant and arrogant. When he finally laughed enough, he raised his hand and sang: "Sharp shooting, let the thing on the wall see what an archer is!"

All the five hundred divine shots of the Shenji Camp followed Xuan Tianming in a daze. At this moment, ten people immediately drove the chariot forward, and their hands were aimed directly at the top of the city wall.

Xuan Tianming reminded them: "Just scare me, don't shoot me to death, that wouldn't be fun."

The ten magic shoots nodded, and in an instant, ten strings sounded together, one man and two arrows, and twenty arrows whistled away with the roar of the air! From bottom to top, breaking through the wind and snow. Even if the soldiers on the city wall hurriedly dodged, they still could not avoid the tracking archery technique that seemed to have eyes.

The arrow was shot without vain, and in the blink of an eye, all twenty people around Duanmuqing fell to the ground and died. The closest one was only half a step away from him.
Chapter completed!