Peng Le was so determined to kill, he grabbed the horse's belly, and the weapon in his hand slapped the horse's buttocks. The war horse was in pain, lifted its hooves and charged forward. Peng Le's eyes stared at Yang Chun and Su Zhang, and shouted angrily: "Take your life!"

"Ding, Peng Le's brave attribute is activated, the personal force value is added 6, the basic force value is 100, the long sword horse spear force value is 1, the red horse force value is 1, the current Peng Le's force value is 108!"

The horse spear in Peng Le's hand changed up and down, and a single spear pierced Yang Chun's throat. The two horses intertwined. Yang Chun's war horse gradually stopped its speed, while Peng Le rode the war horse and rushed towards Su Zhang in a diameter.

Su Zhang's brow gradually became solemn, he tightened the rope, held the horse's stance, glanced at Yang Chun. At this moment, the weapon in Yang Chun's hand was out of hand and fell to the ground with a thud. There was an extremely deep bloody mouth in his throat. He could not die.

"Distracted on the battlefield! You are looking for death! Rookie!" In an instant, Peng Le rode his war horse and reached three meters away from Yang Chun, and Peng Le threw the horse spear in his hand towards Su Zhang before speaking.

At this moment, Su Zhang then gathered his mind. Looking at the spear thrown, he waved his weapons and split them, bounced them away. But the next second, Peng Le had already passed by him. The sword on Peng Le's waist flashed, and a silver shadow passed through, directly cutting Su Zhang's throat.

"Bang..." A big good man's head fell to the ground. Peng Le took the horse spear, held a sword in his left hand and a horse spear in his right hand. His aura was great all over his body. His tiger eyes stared at the Sui army, and he said with a wide glare: "Kill me!"

"There is no more fight!" Murong Chui narrowed his eyes and looked at the battle situation in front of him. He knew that the Sui Kingdom had no hope. If this continues, he would not be able to save his life. Murong Chui narrowed his eyes and stared at Wang Jizhen who was fighting hard for a while. His eyes turned, and immediately urged the war horse to run, and said while running: "General Wang... General Wang!"

At this time, Wang Jizhen was already crazy. The weapons in her hand changed one after another. The surrounding area had already become a sea of ​​corpses. Hearing someone calling his name, Wang Jizhen looked back and saw Murong Chui, with a light eyebrows locked, and immediately pulled the horse and tied the reins and said: "General Murong!"

Wang Jizhen bowed to Murong Chui, then looked up and said, "But what are the commands of the general!"

"No!" Murong Chui pushed his hand and signaled that he was not the purpose of this, and said immediately: "Little General! Who did General Wang die? Do you know!"

"What do you want to say!" Wang Jizhen was not a fool either. When Yang Guang helped Xiang attack Han, Wang Jizhen was the first to object. This was because Yang Guang did not take Wang Jizhen, a tiger general, to the Zhongwu battlefield. Otherwise, with Wang Jizhen's character, he would probably fight with Xiang Yu.

"The Sui Kingdom has been destroyed in name only! Yang Lin is defeated! It is not worth burying Yang Guang with us. Only Han Yi can avenge General Wang. Other countries are not in an alliance with Xiang Yu, or watching the fire from the other sides, which is better than...!" Murong Chui's words are self-evident.

"You are looking for death!" The spear in Wang Jizhen's hand stabbed Murong Chui's throat in straight line. The two deputy generals behind Murong Chui were trying to stop him, but Murong Chui stopped the two people behind him. In Murong Chui's view, Wang Jizhen wanted to kill him, and with the skills of the two deputy generals behind him, he was not his opponent at all.

"Huhhh..." The cold wind blew on Murong Chui's throat. The cold spear tip was only three centimeters away from his throat. Murong Chui could clearly feel the strong bloody smell on the gun, but Murong Chui's eyes did not blink. He looked at Wang Jizhen sincerely, as if telling Wang Jizhen: You have no way out. Only by following me! Only by living and avenging your father! "

Wang Jizhen pointed at Murong Chui with a gun, his eyes gradually getting colder, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"I won't say whether this incident is true or false, but you really don't doubt the Crown Prince Yang Yong and King Wen died on the same day? Is it really worth it to serve the person who killed his brother and father like this?" Murong Chui tentatively used his hand to push away the spear on his throat.

This is a tentative action. If Wang Jizhen is dispelled by herself, it means that she has persuaded Wang Jizhen. If not, it will be dangerous.

Of course! The result also made Murong Chui feel relieved. The weapon that Wang Jizhen pressed on his throat was successfully dispelled by Murong Chui. Murong Chui looked at Wang Jizhen with a smile and said, "If General Wang wants to avenge his father in the future, hello! I will definitely go through fire and water, and I will never refuse!"

"Hmph!" Wang Jizhen did not rush to answer, but groaned, stared at Murong Chui, turned his horse's head for a long time, gathered his troops and belonged to Murong Chui's command.

Murong smiled faintly, and then grabbed the swaying generals such as Yang Shi and Yao Chong.

But in a while, Murong Chui won over 20,000 troops. Seeing that the occupation became more and more anxious, Murong Chui immediately led everyone to leave Yang Lin's army, and Huilong alone, holding up the white flag, and dispatched Yao Chong and Wu Qi to negotiate.

The situation on the battlefield naturally did not escape Yang Ye! Yuan Chonghuan! Yang Lin! and Wu Qi's eyes.

Yang Lin was naturally very angry and wanted to destroy this rebel himself, but now Yang Lin is already fighting with beasts, going crazy and useless. Now Yang Lin is full of decadence and is sitting quietly in his seat, not knowing what he is thinking.

Wu Qi narrowed his eyes and was staring at the changes in the battlefield, but his face was quite suspicious. Ji Sang, who returned from the battlefield, met Wu Qi with the cautious Yao Chong and said, "General! This person is here to surrender!"

"This is the blood letter of my general. Please ask General Wu Qi to take a look!" Yao Chong took out a piece of rag from his arms, and it was full of words written in blood. Wu Qi glanced up and down, and then a hint of sneered, but this smile made Ji Sang, who was beside him, feel a little chilled.

Wu Qi stared at Yao Chong with a faint expression and waved his hand: "Tell Murong Chui! I have agreed to his conditions and told him not to act rashly, otherwise... you will understand!"

"I understand... I understand!" Yao Chong was like a frightened bird, bowing repeatedly, then got up and wiped the sweat from his forehead, and retreated under the guidance of Ji Sang.

"General... Is it the conditions that Murong Chui raised..." Behind Wu Qi stood a strong man, wearing heavy armor, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and although his beard was sloppy, his face was a bit more elegant. This person's name is Gu Yezi, and he is the most respected deputy general of Wu Qi except Ran Min.

"Hmph!" Wu Qi threw the blood cloth in his hand to Murong Chui, and said indifferently: "This Murong Chui! First, need military power! Second, need official position! Third, need Tandu as a fief. This person wants to control the military! Government! Three powers of wealth. People like this who have both ends of the rat will inevitably not rebel if they have these powers!"

"The general just wanted to stabilize him first! Then kill him! Or!" Gu Yezi combed his sloppy beard and said with a serious expression.

"Stay him for the time being. When the battle is over, he will be able to make a difference with these 20,000 people!" Wu Qi rubbed his temples indifferently, then patted Gu Yezi's shoulder and said, "Look at him!"

"General! If he refuses to trade military power and threaten what the general just promised, it may damage the general's prestige!" Gu Yezi's face was quite serious. He felt that Wu Qi's behavior just now was quite unwise. In this era of trustworthy, he must do what he said, otherwise this person will be praised for being disreputable. Who will care about his orders in the future?

For example, if a general promises in advance that he will not kill and surrender, he will eventually kill and will continue to surrender in the future, it will be almost impossible.

"Haha! In this chaotic world, the credible grave grass has been replaced several times. Here! As a minister, I should share the worries of the king. Afterwards, I will definitely have the best of both worlds!" Wu Qi's face was indifferent, and he looked at Murong Chui's soldiers holding the white flag high. The indifference in his eyes became increasingly serious.

"I will receive the order!" Gu Yezi did not hesitate and led his soldiers to monitor Murong Chui's every move.

Wu Qi narrowed his eyes, stretched his arms up and down, stared at Yang Lin's battlefield, and shouted loudly: "Yang Lin! Don't struggle with fearlessness! Put down your weapons, Rao Er will not die, don't let the soldiers under his command resist fearlessly. The blood has flowed enough, and this farce is over!"

"Bah! Old man Wu Qi, look at me taking your life!" Yang Gun glared and fought with Xiong Kuohai, but did not forget to insult Wu Qi.

"Hey! Boy! Are you rushing down?" Xiong Kuohai, who was fighting with Yang Gun, was glaring and then he went down with a stick. He staggered Yang Gun and almost fell off his horse.

"Hahahaha! Wu Qi! If you have the ability, you will kill me!" Yang Lin's two whips were stained with blood, and his messy hair covered his tiger's eyes. He stared at Wu Qi and wanted to tear him up.

"It's stubborn!" Wu Qi shook his head and said for a while: "Songjin will withdraw the troops! Encircle without killing, make fire and make food."

"promise!"

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Today's meals are more than before, that is horse meat. In this era when meat may not be eaten in one lifetime, this kind of barbecue! The aroma of boiled meat is fatal. Taking advantage of this period of time, Wu Qi made Yang Ye gather Murong Chui's troops and horses, calling it: put down his weapons and eat meat with a bowl.

After fighting for a long time, the Sui army, who had been tired and tired, looked at each other one by one, covered their wounds and leaned on each other, and quickly dehydrated under the sun.

This day! It was still very hot, without water, which means death, soldiers dehydration, and serious injuries and death cases. One after another. Yang Lin was sitting in his seat. Some generals with military ranks in the army leaned over. Several people sat in a circle, namely: Yang Lin, Hu Luguang, Yang Gun, Shi Hongzhao, Yang Zhong, and Ma Shumou.

Yang Lin looked at the four people, the sweat on his forehead wet the ground. Looking at the predicament in front of him, Yang Lin burst into tears and said, "I... I'm sorry to the king... I'm sorry to the previous king... I'm sorry to all the soldiers!"

"The morale is now low, Yuan Chonghuan, Wu Qi and Yang Ye have sieged the entire battlefield. Their troops themselves are more than us, so I'm afraid they can't break through!" Yang Zhong only felt sleepy and the wounds behind him were aching.

"What should I do? Let's make an idea!" Yang Gun looked red. Among these people, Yang Lin! Yang Gun! Yang Zhong and the other two could not surrender, because the Sui Kingdom was their own family. Even if they surrender, Han Yi might not be able to tolerate them.

Hu Luguang, Ma Shumou and others were thinking, but the sluggish morale had affected the two generals.

"Now! There is only one to fight to the death! I'll go to the camp, and you can see if you can find a chance to break through!" Yang Gun looked at Yang Ye and Yang Zhong with a dark face, and said with a serious expression.

"No! This is the way, there is no return!" Yang Zhong was about to reject Yang Gun's proposal.

However, Yang Gun knocked over Yang Zhong's hand that stopped him in front of his chest and angrily shouted: "There is no choice but to fight to the death. If you drag it down, the soldiers will be dehydrated seriously. If you want to resist, you will have no chance!"

"This..." Yang Zhong was speechless for a moment. Yang Lin, who had not spoken, patted his thigh and said, "Okay! Just do it!"

"Yeah!" Yang Gun nodded heavily and recruited 300 dead soldiers in the army. Then Yang Gun took the lead and shouted angrily: "Charge!"

Wu Qi, who had just tasted horse meat, whispered his mouth, blew the heat in his mouth, and called: Boil...

But Gu Yezi came on a horse and said, "General! The Sui army has begun to break through and counterattack!"

"Oh...!" Wu Qi grinned, not in a hurry to set up the formation, reached out to pinch the horse meat in his mouth, blew the heat, and asked subconsciously: "Where are you going!"

"General Yuan Chonghuan's military location!" Gu Yezi said with a serious expression.

"Oh!" Wu Qi responded, stuffed the meat into his mouth, and looked at Gu Yezi with only a sizzling oil, saying, "Let's eat together! Yuan Chonghuan will handle it!"

"As for the order!" Gu Yezi didn't seem to be worried. After all, the horse meat was indeed fragrant. Gu Yezi rubbed his hands, sat directly on the stone, grabbed a piece and started to chew it.

"Charge..." Yang Gun rode a war horse, and the cold light in his hand was fierce. The leader in front of the formation was Shi Wansui. Looking at Yang Gun who was rushing towards him, Shi Wansui grinned and said, "Shoot the arrow!"

"Swoosh swish swish swish swish swish swish swish swish swish swish swish..."

Zhuge's crossbow kept shooting, making a buzzing sound. The number of a thousand people radiated tens of thousands of cold arrows in just half a second.

"Ahhhhh!" Yang Gun shouted hysterically, holding up his shield, blocking most of the attacks for him, but the next second the spotted leopard under his crotch was hit several arrows in a row, and directly fell to the ground, making a whimpering sound.

"Clang..." Yang Gun staggered and got several arrows, but Yang Gun's eyes turned red, and he kept charging forward and crashed into Shi Wansui's camp.

"Shoot the arrow... hurry!" Shi Wansui's face was solemn and he shouted angrily.

"Swoosh swish swish swish swish swish swish swish swish swish swish...clang...clang!"
Chapter completed!