The leader of that army would appear in front of the enemy like this. Combined with the coup of the Taizhou Guards, Jamuha immediately understood the other party's meaning. Feng Congyi guarded the border in Luzhou for twenty years, and made the Mongolian people unable to advance in a state of progress. The most awesome opponent is also the one who hates him to the core. Even when they were fighting Grass Valley, they would try their best to avoid the area under Feng Congyi's jurisdiction. At present, this most annoying opponent is at a loss and is at the end of his journey. He came to die, and Jamuha is happy. At the same time, I was extremely impressed in my heart.

This is a real man and a real hero!

Feng Congyi's face was extremely calm, and the big knife in his hand pointed directly at Jamuha, and the sound was like a loud bell, which was completely different from the one who had been in vain a few days ago.

"Today, I am here, and tomorrow, there will be people coming. On your way forward, there will be people standing in front of you constantly. Stop your progress until you are completely wiped out."

Jamuha's face changed slightly, and he sneered and retorted, "For hundreds of years, you Central Plains people have always wanted to completely eliminate us, but have you ever succeeded? Even if we were forced to retreat into the desert, we were in the bitter cold. We suffer from the years, but we have survived it. We are united and have an extremely strong heart. When we come this time, we are not prepared to go back. Although there are three households, the more we lose, the more we will be missed!"

Feng Congyi laughed loudly, "Dayan Zhizhi, it's right. You're here, you don't have to go back, because you can't go back." Long sword raised, "The whole team!" he shouted loudly.

"More than a hundred people dare to come and die!" A general next to Jamuko said angrily: "General. I'll kill him."

Jamuha said coldly: "We have three thousand people here, each with an arrow, and they will take their lives. Why bother to fight face to face? They are determined to die at this time, and their fighting spirit is in full swing, so why bother to give their son a chance to die!"

"Yes, the general sees it clearly!"

Jamukha raised one hand and countless iron bows were pulled apart, and the feathered arrows with cold light were aimed at the front above.

"General Feng!" Jamuka shouted loudly, "Even ants are cherishing their lives, let alone people, why should you do this? Give up the battle, I think. Our Emperor really wants to see you join our camp."

Feng Congyi, opposite, seemed to have not heard Jamuha's shout at all, pointed at the front of the sword and shouted loudly. "Charge!" He clamped his legs and rushed out the first time.

"Kill!" Behind him, Guan Zhenyun and more than a hundred personal soldiers let out a shocking cry, held a sword and spear, and launched a desperate charge towards the dark Mongolian cavalry opposite. Although there were only more than a hundred people, at this moment, The outbreak of momentum made Jamuha lose his beauty.

"Let it go!" Thousands of feathered arrows soared into the sky in an instant. They flew into the sky, turned their heads and fell. The sound of arrows overwhelmed the shouts of killing, and there was a rain of arrows on the road ahead.

The soldiers who were caught in the arrow turned over and fell off the horse, or fell to the ground with their war horses, while the survivors were still charging forward.

After the second round of arrows, there were more than ten people left by Feng Congyi, but their bodies were filled with arrows. Even the war horses were carrying arrow wounds to a higher or less, neighing under the master's fierce whip. , run forward with all your might.

Jamuka's raised hand did not fall, and the soldiers who were preparing for the third round of shooting looked at Jamu's hand rising in the air. Jamuka knew that once this hand was put down, there would be no survivors on the other side.

"General!" a man beside him whispered. After hesitating, the opponent would pass the range of the arrow.

His hands fell heavily, "Let it go!" Jamuha shouted in a low voice.

The sound of whizzing sounds continued, and the feather arrows fell, drowning the charge crowd in the rain of arrows. After a while, the rain of arrows dispersed, and everyone looked at the arrow forest in front of them. All the people and horses fell on the charge.

On the way.

No one cheered, and everyone looked silently at the fallen warrior in the arrow forest.

"There are still people who are not dead!" A Mongolian general suddenly exclaimed.

Amid the eyes of countless people, a man like a hedgehog stood up, holding a big knife in one hand and a big banner in the other. He slowly stood up in the shocked or angry eyes of everyone.

"It's Feng Congyi!" Jamuha said in a shock.

Feng Congyi was bleeding all over his body. No matter how good the armor was, he could not stop the arrow like rain. He struggled to hold the flag, hold the knife, squint his eyes, and looked at the bloody light.

There are some blurry figures on the opposite side.

He raised his feet and moved forward slowly, one step, two steps...

His mouth opened and closed silently, and Jamuha read from his lips that it was a word kill.

At this moment, Jamuha was completely stunned.

The eyes of thousands of people turned as Feng Congyi moved, and each of them was as unique as their chief general Jamukha. Shockingly, they were all warriors, but this was the first time they saw warriors like Feng Congyi.

Jamuha took a deep breath, slowly pulled out the iron bow beside the saddle, put on the feather arrow, so he could help him!

He slowly raised his arm.

"Let me do it!" A voice suddenly sounded around him, and Jamuha suddenly turned around, "Your Majesty!" he cried out in disbelief.

Wuda took the bow and arrow from Jamuka, "We should give him the highest courtesy for such a person, so I will end his warrior career!" He knocked on the war horse and rode forward.

Jamuha wanted to catch up when he hit the horse, Aslan reached out to stop him and shook his head slightly.

Wuda walked to a place one meter before Li Feng Congyi and stopped.

"General Feng, I am Wuda, so I will send you this last journey. What else do you have to say?" Wuda asked at Feng Congyi.

Feng Congyi stopped and tried hard to open his eyes wide, trying to see clearly what Wuda looked like in front of him, but he could not see anything except a blood light and a shaking black shadow.

The flag was inserted beside him, Feng Congyi held the sword in both hands and raised it inch by inch.

"Kill!" he shouted silently, and the sword fell.

The big knife slashed heavily on the land in front of Wuda's horse's head. Feng Congyi's body shook, as if he would fall down at any time.

Wuda pulled out the iron bow, posed with feather arrows, and aimed at Feng Congyi.

"Go along the way!" Wuda shouted loudly. Let go, the string sounded, and the arrow came out.

The feather arrow penetrated from Feng Congyi's chest, and most of it penetrated into Feng Congyi's chest. Feng Congyi fell to the sky, poured the flag over Feng Congyi, and covered him underneath.

Wuda returned the horse and threw the bow and arrow back to Jamukha: "Contain his body, bury him outside Taizhou City, build a ancestral hall for sacrifice for him, I will write a plaque for the ancestral hall, Aslan,

Is it good to write the four words "Loyalty and righteousness"?"

Aslan nodded, "Feng Congyi deserves these four words."

Jamuha looked at Wuda, "But your Majesty, he is our enemy."

Wuda looked back and looked at the corpse under the flag, "I respect his loyalty and righteousness, his iron bones, this loyalty and righteousness, this iron bones, we all want to pay tribute to him, and take him as an example,

If everyone is like him, why worry about my Dayuan revival?"

"My servants have been taught!" Jamukha nodded. "Your Majesty, I will buried all the soldiers who followed him around General Feng. People like General Feng may not be lonely when they arrive at the Hall of Yama!

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Wuda waved his hand, and did not comment, whipped his horse and walked towards Taizhou City. After Guan Pengju, another respectable enemy left.

Outside the city of Guizhou, temporary shacks are everywhere. The ones closer to Guizhou City are slightly more formal military tents. The shacks and tents are endless, surrounding Guizhou City like a copper wall. Guizhou City, now

It has become an isolated city, and Ye Kai led 20,000 powerful guards to guard the dangerous city.

During the process of encircling and suppressing the White Lotus Sect, Ye Kai led half of the Weiwei to leave midway, and unexpectedly took down the southern states. Unexpectedly, the other party was prepared for it. Seeing that the situation was not good, Ye Kai quickly led his army back to Guizhou, but he went there

Once again, the White Lotus Sect seized the opportunity and almost wiped out the Guizhou town army. This also made Ye Kai lose the power to counterattack and could only try his best to defend the city. Fortunately, Weiwei's individual combat

There are also equipment far better than the opponent, but there is no big problem in defending Guizhou City. However, seeing the domestic situation gradually deteriorating, Ye Kai was also panicked.

Wang Pu is now full of complacent ambitions, with hundreds of thousands of people, Huangzhou has completely fallen into the hands of the White Lotus Sect, and Guizhou is also under control in addition to this lonely city.

Suo Wenhai was very happy. The Li family dynasty was shaking. This was what made him happiest. Whether it was Li Jian or Li Xiao, he hated him like a bone. He stroked his broken legs. His eyes seemed to travel through time.

After thousands of miles, we flew straight to Shangjing.

"Li Family, I will definitely dig your ancestral temple! Even if it is not me, I will make your country full of holes. In the chaotic times, there will always be someone who will pull you down the tall throne and let you go from the golden branches and jade leaves.

Turns into dirt in the mud.”

But Suo Wenhai knew very well that although the White Lotus Sect seemed to be in great momentum now, it was all built on the sand pile, like a rootless duckweed, a foundationless building, in this surging tide, at any time

It is possible to collapse. Look at it. Only the White Lotus Cult has the weakest power on the mainland. Although there are two states now, Wang Xiangzhen is not a big deal. Some people have territory in their hands, but they don’t think about it.

Do a good job of management, but indulge in the current command of hundreds of thousands of people

In the power of the country, although this seems to be huge, it is a war to raise the war. Once the food and grass are in a hurry, the chaotic people who gather around him because they can eat enough will inevitably disperse birds and beasts. At that time,

The elite troops of Wang Xiang could not turn over. On the contrary, the saint Yan Miao had a few auras. Wang Xiang gathered the people and besieged Guizhou, but Yan Miao was entrenched in Huangzhou and had only two troops in his hands.

Ten thousand people, but all of them are elite. Huangzhou now has a little new look.

Perhaps, it is more appropriate to put your hope on Yan Miao. Suo Wenhai was in a daze when a guard lifted the curtain.

"military adviser!"

"What's the matter?" Suo Wenhai raised his head.

"Buddha is welcome!"

"Do you know what?"

"It seems that someone has come to Shangjing, and the official is not young!" said the guard. (To be continued...)

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