He Rongjin's first thought was how could it be!

Fu Yanzu blocked for a day and a night under the full attack of Quezhu. How could he be broken when the opponent divided his troops to attack the South Gate? He quickly found the reason. The city was not broken through the two main gates, but from the city wall next to it. The ordinary Turkic soldiers came in. Seeing them sliding rapidly from Shen Yingnan, who was hanging on the city wall, he knew that his martial arts were good.

The firelight reflected the figures, and the Western Qiang soldiers had surrounded them.

He Rongjin hid under the eaves and touched a small stone from the ground and leaned against the wall and shot cold arrows silently.

"Kill all the Western Qiang barbarians!" A shocking Turkic cry suddenly burst out from the monotonous sound of weapons, greatly encouraging the Turkic soldiers who were pressed to the disadvantage.

He Rongjin's hand that threw stone suddenly paused, the sound...

The tallest figure among the Turkic raiders suddenly raised his long sword and slashed down at the Western Qiang soldiers on his left!

Suddenly, a fair hand grabbed the blade of the long knife.

The raider's pupils contracted and he angrily shouted: "Traitor!"

He Rongjin pinched the blade's finger and flicked it gently, pushing the Xiqiang soldiers guarding behind him, and said calmly: "I am a Xiqiang native."

"Spy!" The other party cooperated to change the title.

He Rongjin smiled bitterly. I was afraid that he would not be able to wash the hat even if he jumped into the Yellow River, because sometimes he thought so in his heart, otherwise how could he inadvertently collect news about Taerqi Town?

"Uh Tulu..."

The answer to him was a fierce attack.

The difference in martial arts between the two sides is self-evident. Even when there is a single leg inconvenience, He Rongjin is still at ease and helps the left and right resolve danger from time to time.

Uh Tulu saw that he was responding to the plan of the army to open the city gate and was about to have a miscarriage. He just tried his best to fight with his life.

The most advantageous thing about the Western Qiang martial arts was to shoot the left and right bows. He Rongjin was unable to move freely because of his injury and could not help but suffer losses when he started. Therefore, although his martial arts were higher than Ertulu, he was slightly inferior to his attack.

"Let's go!" E Tulu shouted loudly and pulled a Western Qiang soldier over.

Even though the Western Qiang soldier was captured on his collar, his hand holding the knife subconsciously scratched his stomach.

Although Tulu avoided for a while, he could not completely avoid it at close range now. The blade was in the flesh and his face was twisted due to pain, and his veins burst. His eyes stared at He Rongjin tightly, and he threw the person over with force, and then led the others to break through in the direction of the north gate.

He Rongjin took the soldiers and pointed at the ground with one foot. Several ups and downs rushed up. The small stones that had been stuck in their left hand were sprinkled out.

Etulu covered her stomach and turned around and swept her across.

He Rongjin took advantage of the situation and rushed over, and his hands had already used five or six moves while breathing.

E Tulu tried his best to get a palm, and rolled on the ground with the force. He got up and stumbled and continued to run forward.

He Rongjin snatched the sword of the soldiers beside him and flew to meet him.

E Tulu shouted loudly and turned around to meet him.

The swords of both sides kept making ding sounds in the air with several combos.

He Rongjin slashed his shoulder with a backhand, and Tulu grabbed his arms and pressed them hard, making a loud scream of "ah" from his mouth, and forced him to push him hard.

Blood splashed out from Etulu's arms, and He Rongjin subconsciously blinked. Etulu's face and lips were bloodless, and his body was trembling, like a shaking kite in the wind, which would fall from the air with a slight poke.

"Hey, what..."

Etulu widened her eyes and her mouth twitched twice.

He Rongjin grabbed his shoulder with his back hand, but felt his body suddenly shake and pounced on his arms.

A feather arrow was inserted into Etulu's back, and the golden feathers were dazzling in the dark night.

He Rongjin looked up and saw that Que Shu was standing on the stone steps on the front of the city, with the support of his followers, as dazzling as the golden feathers in his hand. Yes, only a few people such as Que Shu Tabu could shoot such powerful arrows at such a long distance. Even though he was not even confused by his face, He Rongjin could clearly feel Que Shu's deep gaze looking at him.

Drag Etulu's body to the door of the house next to him and put it in place. He jumped to the city.

Que Shu had already reached the bottom of the stairs and was sitting in a wheelchair.

In front of him, the bodies of the Turkic raid soldiers were neatly placed in a row. When He Rongjin arrived, he spoke, "Hang out!"

"yes."

"Where is the one you are holding?" Que Shu said with a blank expression: "I can't bear to bear it?"

He Rongjin answered the question irrelevantly and said, "Thank you." Even if he didn't have that arrow, Tulu could not hurt him, but he was all in his heart.

Que Shu's expression was slightly relaxed, but his mouth still couldn't stop being entangled in the question just now, "I feel good or have a good relationship?"

He Rongjin said: "How is the battle?"

Seeing that he didn't want to say much, Que Shu said, "The north and south gates are already under control."

He Rongjin nodded, and several people rose and fell to Etulu's corpse, picked up his body and returned to the city gate, and put it down.

Que Shu stared at him.

He Rongjin said: "Don't the king plan to hang up?"

Que Shu said slowly: "If you are..."

"Etulu is the chief supervisor of Changwu of the Little Khan's Mansion. His body can greatly impact the morale of the Turks and make Quezhu even more difficult to get rid of the tiger." He Rongjin paused and said, "Although I have some friendship with him, the lights are gone, and I and him are their own masters. There are no fathers and sons on the battlefield, so why bother with these false thoughts?"

When Que Shu heard that he and the Turks were false, he felt relieved immediately. He looked like a soldier standing by and waiting for his order. After they took the body down, he smiled and said, "This time, Quezhu really lost his wife and his troops."

He Rongjin remained silent.

Que Shu said: "Do you don't agree?"

He Rongjin said: "I just don't want to answer some inexplicable questions."

Que Shu laughed dryly several times.

When Quezhu received the news that the bodies of Etulu and others were hung on the top of the city, dawn was slowly revealed in the east.

Qi Zhai stayed up all night, his eyes were covered with bloodshots, and he frowned: "Eh Tulu is so impulsive. He brought all the masters in the Little Khan's Mansion and several masters in the army. It's a pity that he is now buried in the hands of the Hun Soul King!"

Quezhu sat in the tent, looking indifferent, but her fingers holding the map turned slightly white.

"Now that the Western Qiang hangs it for public display will inevitably hurt morale!" Qi Zhai sighed.

"Qi Zhai." Quezhu spoke slowly, "Do you know why I want to save you even if I fight the Turks?"

Qi Zhai said: "Little Khan is kind."

Quezhu said: "Because of your loyalty and great contributions, I was happy to see you playing tricks in the Western Qiang when you were playing conspiracies, but now you have returned to the Turks, don't play these inappropriate tricks."

Qi Zhai was shocked when he heard this.

"Who instigated Tulu, you and I know it very well."

Qi Zhai fell to the ground with a thunderous head, not daring to defend a word.

Quezhu took a deep breath. It was already here, and blaming the blame was useless. The most important thing at the moment is how to clean up the mess. "I know you have done your job consciously and are eager to make meritorious service, but it is better to rely on yourself than rely on others. I will give you a chance. If you can win Qingfeng City within two days, I will not blame you for this matter. If you can't, you can do it yourself!"

"yes."

"Ming Jin withdraws his troops!"

"yes."

After a night of fierce battle, both sides reached the point of exhaustion. Hearing the Turkic resignation of troops was a blessing for the soldiers on both sides.

The soldiers of the Western Qiang were breathing a sigh of relief when they saw Fu Yanzu descending into the city wall with great momentum.

The drums were loud.

The city gate, which was attacked by Turkic soldiers for nearly two days but had not been broken, took the initiative to open it, and Fu Yanzu led 5,000 cavalry to pursue it as a victory.

Que Shu and He Rongjin both climbed to the top of the city.

It was not dawn, and the people and horses of the Western Qiang were wearing dark nights that were unwilling to leave, and waved the weapons that carried the heavy responsibility of protecting the Western Qiang, and mercilessly reaped the lives of the Turks who had no time to retreat.

The sound of killing is getting farther and farther away.

Que Shu said: "Will Quezhu leave or stay?"

He Rongjin said: "Stay."

"oh?"
Chapter completed!