"Hoo, hoo~"

Zhuoli Batu, who was holding a scimitar, was breathing heavily, his eyes full of annoyance. How great would it be if he could kill Xie Xiaolei just now? Mu Yun Canglan had already promised to kill a Liang Jun.

The commander of the main cavalry can be crowned king and marquis!

Only then did Zhuoli Batu notice that there were only a few dozen soldiers left around him, and almost all of them were injured. However, the Liang army had the upper hand and their morale far exceeded their own.

Zhuoli Batu was even a little uneasy when he saw the hungry wolf-like eyes of the Liang soldiers across from him. If these people desperately wanted to kill him, it would be really difficult for him to escape.

"Puff~"

"Quick, this way!"

"Puff puff puff~"

A rush of footsteps happened to sound at this moment, and hundreds of Yan troops poured out from the streets behind Zhuoli Batu, adding a lot of manpower to Zhuoli Batu's side.

Zhuoli Batu was overjoyed at first, and then when he saw the figure headed by the reinforcements, he immediately bent down and saluted:

"The general has met the king!"

In fact, Zhuoli Batu was not so respectful to Zhou Weiran before, but now that he is here to save lives, his attitude must be more correct.

The person who came was Zhou Weiran, the king of the East Courtyard. Zhou Weiran looked quite embarrassed at this time. His armor was soaked with blood and rain, and the military boots on his feet were even more filthy. The scimitar he was carrying had appeared several times.

Road gap.

He also fought fiercely in the city for a whole day and night, and the Liang army's bravery and fearlessness still frightened him to this day.

Zhuoli Batu smiled ferociously and pointed to the figure opposite who was being supported by Liang Jun and said:

"Your Majesty, this person is the head coach of the Ben Lei Cavalry. Let's kill him here today!"

With the addition of reinforcements, Zhuoli Batu's confidence increased a lot, and the smile on his face became more ferocious.

"Coach Ben Lei Qi? Xie Xiaolei~"

Zhou Weiran's eyes narrowed and he looked at the bloody man in the crowd with great interest.

He naturally knew Xie Xiaolei's name, and was even more familiar with his record of defeating the Sword Sect with a thousand riders. He didn't expect to see the real person with his own eyes today.

Sometimes Zhou Weiran envied these generals of the Liang Army, each one younger than the last. Maybe they still have flaws and shortcomings of one kind or another now, but given time, they will definitely become famous generals in the world.

This is the scary thing about Liang Jun. No one knows how difficult these people will be to deal with when they grow up.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

With the help of the soldiers, Xie Xiaolei stood up with difficulty, while coughing out a few drops of blood from his mouth.

He stepped on the head of Yan Jun who was sneaking up on him, then endured the pain and shouted loudly:

"Is the person opposite Zhou Weiran the traitor? Come on, let me see what he looks like!"

Xie Xiaolei now looked less like the leader of the Thunder Riders and more like a cynical knight-errant. However, seeing that the coach could still mock the opponent, the soldiers around him secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

This short sentence made Zhou Weiran's face turn pale. How could he endure being so humiliated in public?

Zhou Weiran took a step forward and sneered: "You really don't know how to die!"

"Click rub rub!"

While Zhou Weiran was walking forward, dozens of Yan troops moved forward with their swords raised at the same time. The Liang army was not to be outdone. They raised their swords high, ready to fight if they disagreed.

"So you are Zhou Weiran."

Xie Xiaolei's face was full of disdain: "By taking refuge with the Yan people, you have brought shame on all the ancestors of the Zhou royal family!

Are you worthy of the surname Zhou?"

"Noisy!"

Zhou Weiran was furious and cursed: "If I don't take your head today, how can I have the face to lead the army in battle again!"

"Kill me? Haha?"

Xie Xiaolei grinned, and then in front of Liang Jun's soldiers, he picked up the stubby-faced Yan Jun Dutong who was trampled under his feet with one hand.

Yan Jun, who was gradually losing his mind, was grabbed by the neck by Xie Xiaolei and knelt on the ground, his head swaying little by little in the air.

"rub!"

As expected, a scimitar was placed at the throat of the Yan soldier. The Yan soldier trembled all over, and he knew in a daze that his death was coming.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk!"

Xie Xiaolei held the knife in one hand and pressed the head with the other, and cut off the head bit by bit in front of Zhou Weiran and Zhuoli Batu.

Finally, the huge human head was thrown away by Xie Xiaolei and thrown towards where Zhuoli Batu and Zhou Weiran were standing.

"What about the King of Dongting? Come and kill me if you can!"

"Bastard thing!"

Zhou Weiran was so angry that he gritted his teeth and his eyes almost burst into flames.

More and more soldiers from the two armies are coming here, and the murderous intent of Zhou Weiran and Zhuoli Batu is getting stronger and stronger.

Just when the two of them looked at each other and were ready to kill Xie Xiaolei at all costs, Wanyan Bi's figure accidentally emerged from the crowd and blocked Zhou Weiran's face.

"do what?"

Zhou Weiran seemed a little unhappy when he was suddenly stopped by Wanyan Bi.

Wanyanbi shouted in a low voice:

"It's time to withdraw."

"withdraw?"

Zhou Weiran's pupils shrank: "Why? Our army has not been defeated yet and can still fight again. The Liang army on the opposite side is at the end of its war effort.

I came here on His Majesty's orders, and countless soldiers died in battle before entering Liangdi, how can I retreat so easily!"

He spent so much effort to invade Liangdi, how could he just retreat like this? Even if the entire Huang Di Silver Falcon Banner army died in battle, he still had to defend Chifeng City.

at all costs!

Wanyanbi said with a cold face:

"The scouts reported that a large number of cavalry appeared in the west of Chifeng City and were approaching. They were obviously reinforcements from the Liang Army.

There was a fierce battle in the city all day and night. Both armies were at their wits end. Our army was even at a disadvantage and suffered heavy casualties. This is nothing to admit.

If the king wants to continue the fight, he will leave his life here, but I, Wanyan Bi, will never leave my life in vain with you."

Compared with Zhou Weiran, Wanyan Bi was obviously more cautious. After the war with the Liang army, he sent many scouts to investigate the surrounding situation because he was worried that the Liang army would have more reinforcements.

Sure enough, now there is another Liang Army cavalry rushing to the battlefield. When they arrive, the already exhausted soldiers of our own army will definitely be defeated. When the time comes, they will not be able to leave even if they want to, and they will have to be slaughtered by the Liang Army.

Looking at Wanyan Bi's solemn and indifferent eyes, Zhou Weiran finally calmed down a little.

No matter what the cost, but not including your own life.

Zhou Weiran fell into hesitation and retreated. The battle at Chifeng City was in vain, and the great opportunity to invade Liangdi was lost in vain; but the defender could not defeat it, and might even lose his life here.

Wanyanbi drank impatiently:

"Reinforcements from the Liang army arrived in an instant. If the king doesn't leave, he really won't be able to leave!

What will happen if the entire army dies in battle with the silver falcon flag on a yellow background? Can you help us defend Chifeng City?"

"Oh shit."

Zhou Weiran glanced at Xie Xiaolei opposite him with an unwilling face, and shouted angrily:
Chapter completed!