The shouting "Shangjing, I'm here!" was like rolling thunder, crushing all the way through the sky, falling into the thousands of households in Shangjing, and naturally falling into the palace.

The Tai Chi Hall suddenly felt silent.

After a while, guards arrived like flying.

"Return to the emperor and the empress dowager, General Qin Sheng reported to him that the rebel leader Yun Zhao had arrived at the capital. His vanguard was more than ten thousand Meng's cavalry, and he was now running around the city to demonstrate. Our troops were ready to deal with his siege!" The guard said loudly.

Everyone was silent. The enemy came too quickly, and it was unrealistic to expect Su Can to return to Shangjing City.

In the midst of a silence, Qin Rounniang stood up and said, "The Iron Cavalry of the Meng tribe claims to be unparalleled in the world. Now that the troops are at the city, you must watch it. Dear lords, I'm afraid that you haven't really seen the Meng Cavalry yet, so I went to the city with the Ai family to take a look. I want to see how these whirring cavalry attacked me on the wall of the capital?"

Of course, the cavalry did not come to attack the city, they came to demonstrate, Cao Yi said in his heart.

Half an hour later, under the leadership of Qin Rouniang, the civil and military officials of Shangjing appeared on the towering city tower of Shangjing. Under the city, cavalry formations stood in a row, with flags inserted on three sides at the front of the formation roaring.

Yun Zhao was like a pearl shining with dazzling light in the darkness. Although among the thousands of troops, Qin Rounniang still saw him at a glance. It has been twelve years, and it has been the first time since the farewell of Qinjia Village.

It was fake to come up to the city to see the enemy's military formation. Qin Rounniang knew in her heart that she actually wanted to meet Yun Zhao. Twelve years ago, we were kind to each other, and twelve years later, we met each other and never died. Good fortune was so tricked.

The two sides were hundreds of meters apart, and she couldn't see Yun Zhao's appearance clearly, but she could only see a rough outline, but Qin Rouniang knew that she would not read it wrong, that person must be him.

She took two steps forward, held the railings of the city tower with both hands, and in an instant, her eyes blurred.

"Yun Zhao, look!" Under the city, Hong Niang pointed to the city tower and said to Yun Zhao: "Is that Qin Roun Niang?"

Yun Zhao suddenly looked up and looked at the city tower in the distance. There was a woman with a phoenix crown and a luxurious dress standing there, far from Qin Rouniang in his image. He slowly destroyed the horse and drove forward.

"Prince, no!" Wu Fan was shocked and reached out to catch the reins of Yun Zhao's war horse, but Pili was very spiritual. He shook his head up and avoided Wu Fan's hand and ran forward with Yun Zhao.

The Hong Madam refused to speak, mobilized the horses and followed closely. Seeing this, Wu Fan quickly followed. The personal guard camp behind him slowly pressed up, keeping dozens of steps away from the three of them.

The ditches on the ground were crisscrossing, and only two or three horses were left passing by side. Yun Zhao did not hold back the reins of the horse, and Pi Li slowly moved forward. The Red Lady rushed forward and the horse whip came across, blocking Yun Zhao, "You can't move forward any more. Go forward any further and enter the shooting range of the crossbow." She whispered.

Yun Zhao nodded and looked up. He could see clearly above this distance. The woman was indeed Qin Rouni. However, the pure woman back then was no longer elegant and luxurious. Her phoenix eyes were filled with evil eyes. In Yun Zhao's eyes, the emotions were extremely complex, with pity, love, hatred, and resentment.

The two of them looked at each other, and tens of thousands of people were silent on the city.

Qin Sheng quietly took two steps back, then squatted in front of a bed crossbow. The bed crossbow had already been twisted, and the crossbow arrow as thick as a child's arm flashed with black light. He slowly adjusted the angle. Qin Sheng kept chanting in his heart, "Amitabha, God bless me, bless me with one of the crossbows."

The three of them were a little further away, just at the edge of the range of the crossbow. At this distance, it would really take some luck to shoot.

Do you aim? You should aim! Qin Sheng closed his eyes and pulled Ji Ku hard. The crossbow made a scream. The crossbow arrow broke out from the city wall, bringing out a black residual light in the air, flying towards the direction where the three people under the city were.

The strings in Wu Fan's heart were tense. This distance was really dangerous. He pressed his hand on the hilt of the knife and stared at the city wall tightly. Yun Zhao and Hong Niang were looking at Qin Rounniang, but his eyes never left the crossbow arrows with cold light in the battlements of the city wall. Although the distance was just at the edge of the crossbow, it was not ruled out that the other party could hurt the prince.

Almost as the sound of the crossbow sounded, Wu Fan shouted, "Be careful!" The horse was moving forward, and the entire war horse struck horizontally, blocking himself in front of Yun Zhao and Hong Niangzi, unsheathed the steel knife and staring at the afterimage.

While the crossbow sounded, Yun Zhao sighed, and the long horse whip of Hongniang was already in his hand.

Yun Zhao is a master of archery. As soon as the crossbow was shot out, he just glanced at it and knew that it was still several meters away from him and the three of them was impossible to kill him. But this arrow cut off all the grudges.

With a snatch, the crossbow was inserted about a stairs away from the three of them. The tail was buzzing and shaking constantly, like a poisonous snake that chose to devour people. It was a scream at the same time.

There was a sighing sound on the city, but there was a shocking and anger under the city. Qin Rouniang turned around suddenly and glared at Qin Sheng. Qin Sheng looked at Qin Rouniang calmly, "It's a pity that if he could hit a crossbow, the siege of Shangjing would be solved by itself, and the Dayue would be difficult to solve by itself."

Qin Rouniang sighed softly, turned her head, but saw Yun Zhao and the other two walking back, already far away from the range of the crossbow.

"Prince, you must never do such a thing again in the future!" Wu Fan was still shocked. Fortunately, the other party did not have a demon-subduing crossbow. If more than a dozen bed crossbows were concentrated, the consequences would be unpredictable even at the edge of the shooting range. At this time, he was still pale and kept complaining.

Yun Zhao turned his horse's head suddenly and looked above the city wall. Wu Fan was shocked, not knowing what the prince wanted to do. But he saw Yun Zhao take Pojun off the saddle, twisting his right hand, and he raised an arrow, slamming the arrow and pulling the string. The bow was like a full moon. The feather arrow whistled out and took out the string. Before Wu Fan could react, the second, third, and fourth feather arrows flew out continuously.

The second arrow caught up with the first one and hit its tail, hitting the arrow horizontally. The third arrow immediately followed was shot at the back of the middle section of the second one. The two arrows immediately changed their directions. One was slanted to the left and the other was vertically down. The fourth arrow chased after it. Just hit the tail of the third arrow, and with a tingling sound, it also turned vertical in the air. At this moment, the four arrows formed a big character in the air.

"It's here!"

The grudges are gone, the affection is gone, the longing is gone, the past is gone! Everything is gone at this moment. What is left is the meeting of swords and weapons.

The word "Le" lasted very shortly in the air, and it only made everyone see clearly that this word "Le" was turned down and plunged into the moat under the city. It scattered into the water several times, and it was no longer visible.

On the city, all the soldiers and ministers were stunned. They had never seen anyone shoot a word in the air with an arrow, but Qin Rouniang was filled with ups and downs, and all kinds of flavors. Yun Zhao must have thought that this arrow was released by him. Forget it, what is the difference between this and the one he ordered to release it!

Now!

Everything is done, let’s get it!

In addition to being shocked, tens of thousands of cavalry under the city burst into deafening cheers.

"The prince's magical skills!" All the tens of thousands of cavalry under the city are skilled in riding and shooting, but like Yun Zhao, they used feather arrows to draw a word in the air. The speed, strength and calculation are really like gods.

While Jamukhe was cheering, he couldn't help but feel sad. The starry eyes in his hand were almost sweating. He always thought that Yun Zhao was indifferent to the situation and his archery skills must have deteriorated, and his distance from him must have been closer. Today, he looked at it, but now he was getting further and further.

These arrows can never be shot out by myself.

Yun Zhao rode his horse back and ran back. This time, he did not look back, and went straight back to the cavalry formation, passing through the cavalry array of the Qin Guard Camp and running towards the distance. The Qin Guard Camp followed one by one, and instantly retreated to the distance. With Yun Zhao's departure, the Meng Cavalry began to become active again, galloping around the capital city one by one, gradually following Yun Zhao, rushing towards the distance, slowly disappearing from everyone's sight.

The cavalry of the Northern Army came and retreated quickly. In an instant, they disappeared like a tide, and only three large flags were left behind. Under the capital, they were blown by the wind.

"Let's go!" Qin Rou Niang's sleeves shook, turned around and walked down the city wall. Cao Yi, Wang Jingluo, Qin Sheng and others quickly followed.

The big men retreated in an instant, leaving only the soldiers guarding the city looking into the distance below the city and the three big flags. Only then did they believe that the scene just now was not a dream, but a real fact.

Zhu Zhu held his gun tightly, stepped back to the wall of the city tower, and slowly sat down against the wall. Oh my God, there are such people in this aristocratic family! Is there still a fight? Can he really run away after the fight? Those cavalry are carrying bows on their backs. How could they compare to the King of the North? Even if only Yun Zhao's successful husband, I'm afraid he will still shoot wherever he wants!

Zhu Zhu's heart was filled with despair. The soldiers around him looked similar to him. His face turned pale, and some even had their legs sifted.

Qin Dan saw all this, but did not scold him. He knew that it was useless. In fact, like these soldiers, his heart was full of despair, but he hid it deeply in his heart.
Chapter completed!