Only those who have truly seen death know just how lucky they are.
The Hei Fengqi clashed with them, slaughtered their companions, yet at the sa ti, the Hei Fengqi replaced them in battle.
It was no longer them but the Hei Fengqi whose blood flowed like rivers.
Another Hei Fengqi fell under the siege of the Liang Country army, a defender stepped forward, pounding a fist against the city wall: "Damn it!"
He turned to look at the nearby commander: "General Ji! Let us go down and fight!"
Another defender gritted his teeth and said: "That’s right! General Ji! The army of Liang Country is truly overwhelming, if this continues, the Hei Fengqi won’t hold on!"
General Ji clenched his fist and said solemnly: "Everyone remain at your positions!"
The defenders spoke in unison: "General!"
General Ji said with a complex expression: "This is a military order!"
Does he not want to fight?
Does he not wish to drive the Liang Country scoundrels out of Dayan?
He dreams of it!
But they must not disrupt their plans, they must preserve their strength, as soon as their defenders are reduced to a certain extent, the Han Family and Jin Country army would imdiately launch attacks towards Quyang City!
They are not afraid to die!
They cannot die!
With wolves circling, they cannot act impulsively, they cannot allow the Hei Fengqi to sacrifice in vain!
Cheng Fugui’s eyes were bloodshot from killing, his body already covered in a myriad of wounds, yet he stubbornly held on and refused to collapse.
The attack was divided into left, right, center, and rear four waves.
The first three waves were responsible for fighting, and once large numbers of Hei Fengqi fell sowhere, the rear troops would imdiately replace them.
In the city street, the military officers of the defense camp steadily moved forward.
This ant that more and more of their frontline companions had lost fighting power.
They yearned for battle, yet wished not to be summoned in such a situation.
Watching their companions leave unscathed only to be carried back covered in blood by the dical officers, everyone’s eyes turned red.
The dical officers hurriedly transported the wounded back to nearby barracks.
The lead dical officer said: "There are more, call more people! You two just stay here!"
Among the six countries, there are two unwritten rules: In war, one does not kill the ambassador, and two one does not kill the dical officer.
Even so, being accidentally injured is still common.
Two dical officers lightly grazed in the arm spoke in unison: "We’re fine!"
The two indeed only had superficial wounds, and given the shortage of manpower, the dical officer head had to allow them to continue shuttling back and forth on the battlefield.
...
Gu Jiao was surrounded by three swordsn.
"Do not harm that horse," said the man inside the carriage indifferently.
"Don’t worry, we only kill him!" A middle-aged man, clean-shaven, holding a long sword, looked at Gu Jiao and said, "Young man, to let you die knowing, we might as well tell you our nas, I am Zheng Shan, and these two are twins, one is called Li Qi, the other Li Quan."
They were speaking in Yan Country dialect, but with slight accents from another country.
Gu Jiao looked fearlessly at the three in front of him: "I’m not interested in your nas, why not tell your origins instead."
The middle-aged man took in Gu Jiao’s reaction, suddenly appreciating it: "Young man, you have guts, if you wish to apprentice under , I can master you live today, but as for the Hei Fengqi, you will not return."
Gu Jiao said lightly: "Then how about this, you kneel and call grandpa, and I might consider sparing your life."
The middle-aged man’s face darkened: "At death’s door yet dares to speak recklessly! Li Qi, Li Quan, don’t bother with him, kill him!"
The twins swung their swords toward Gu Jiao.
The twins naturally had more tacit understanding than ordinary people, coupled with their rapid movent and lethal moves, leaving no flaw for Gu Jiao to employ the Xuanyuan Family’s spear technique.
Hei Fengwang wanted to join Gu Jiao in battle, but was blocked by the middle-aged man.
Hei Fengwang ramd into him without a word.
The man inside the carriage took a leisurely sip of tea: "Rember, do not harm it."
"Truly troubleso!" The middle-aged man irritably withdrew his killing move and switched to dodging.
Hei Fengwang was harder to deal with than imagined.
He could tell this horse was old, but didn’t understand why it could still unleash such powerful explosiveness and combat ability.
He dodged several tis, becoming annoyed, and directly called a group of soldiers.
The soldiers ford a shield wall, trapping Hei Fengwang inside, where Hei Fengwang battered his head against the unyielding shields, blood streaming.
Gu Jiao blocked the twins’ long swords with his red-tasseled spear, and said to Hei Fengwang: "Boss, don’t move."
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