On the official road from Quan to Wuxian, a group of troops dressed in rags and in a panic, suspected of being refugees, are slowly advancing. It can be vaguely seen from the dusty clothes of these people that these people should have been Han soldiers, and their identities should not be the same.
Low, especially the first scribe. Although his clothes are blue and green, his expression and temperament indicate that he must have been in a high position for a long time.
On some of the tattered Confucian shirts, one could vaguely tell that the material should be expensive silk. Even when he was fleeing, he still had a commanding demeanor, and the people around him were also very respectful to him.
"Sir, Wu County is now occupied by Qingtian City, but you and the Lord of Qingtian City...won't he refuse to return Wu County?" A tall man approached the man in a Confucian shirt with a worried look on his face.
"How dare he!!?" Like a cat whose tail was stepped on, the remaining scholarly spirit was gone. There was an unspeakable ferocity on his handsome face. This man in scholar's shirt was none other than Sheng Sheng.
Xian and his entourage.
You Quan was defeated, and with the desperate fight of the loyal soldiers, they fought their way out. However, they heard that Qingtian City's army had shown great success in the past few days and conquered Haiyan and Wuxian County successively.
Compared with him, who was like a lost dog, Qin Tian's reputation in Wu County was greatly shocked, which made Sheng Xian's heart become more and more unbalanced. He was the master of Wu County, and he controlled the prefect's seal, but wherever he went, he heard
However, they are all praises for Qingtian City. How can Sheng Xian, who has always been proud and arrogant, accept this?
"I have the prefect seal and ribbon granted by the imperial court, and I was also the prefect of Wu County appointed by the late emperor. Qingtian is just a hero, how can he be compared with me!?" He took out the prefect seal and ribbon that had been with him for a moment, Sheng Xian's face
It is already covered with ferocious things.
"Yes...yes!" The tall man nodded repeatedly, but he disagreed in his heart. The situation in Wu County is obviously in the hands of others. It has gone from the initial struggle between the prefect's mansion and the rebels to the current struggle between Qingtian City and Yan Baihu.
Game, in contrast, Sheng Xian lost consecutive battles. From the beginning, he had the advantage to now as panic as a lost dog, but what about Qingtian City? From the beginning, the number of soldiers was less than 10,000, until now, half of Wu County has been captured.
It’s clear who is strong and who is weak.
More importantly, there were still some disputes between Sheng Xian and Qin Tian. When Lou County secretly sent troops to help Jianghai Town attack Qingtian City, these subordinates knew it all. Although Qingtian City not only survived, but even occupied Lou County.
, but this reason seems to be caused by the prefect of my family.
At the beginning, Shengxian had an army of hundreds of thousands, and Qingtian City was just a corner, so no one was afraid. But now, he is at the end of his rope like a lost dog, but they are rising rapidly. Is there anything that they dare not do?
Just looking at the current fate of the forces that were once hostile to Qingtian City, we know that this city lord is not a tolerant lord, and he still has to put on airs at this time...
Although these people are Sheng Xian's most loyal subordinates, no matter how loyal they are, at this time, they have to start planning for their own future. If Sheng Xian could see the loyalty of these people, he would probably vomit blood by now.
Just as he was about to think of a few more words of advice, the ground suddenly began to tremble irregularly. The face of the tall and powerful man could not help but change, his eyes turned cold and he shouted sternly: "Stop, there's something going on!"
Now this group of people has become frightened, and the slightest disturbance can make them nervous for a long time.
Sheng Xian was shocked when he heard this, and quickly raised his head to look forward. The tremors on the ground became more and more severe. Even Sheng Xian, a man without any martial arts skills, could feel it. In the distance, a black line appeared on the horizon, and it was rapidly moving.
Creep, become thicker.
At this time, it was still some time before night, but the sky was a little gloomy. The rapid sound of horse hooves gradually became clearer, and Sheng Xian finally saw the other party clearly.
"No, it's Yan Baihu! Yan Baihu is back!" As the culprit who reduced himself from a high-ranking prefect to the state of a bereaved dog, Sheng Xian saw Yan Baihu, who was riding on a horse, from a distance, with a look on his face.
Unable to help but change, the group of them was now exhausted. In their haste, they did not notice the panic look on Yan Baihu's face, and instinctively shouted in a hissing voice: "Quickly!" He was frightened by Yan Baihu.
"My lord, don't panic. There are not many rebels, and they are so far apart. To turn our backs rashly is the same as seeking death. It is better to fight with your back!" However, the generals under Sheng Xian were much more courageous than him, and calmly made the final decision.
A clear judgment...
At this time, the sage had lost his previous commanding aura, and he just kept nodding his head after hearing the words.
"Line up to meet the enemy!" Seeing Yan Baihu's people getting closer and closer, the man who was following Sheng Xian roared angrily, holding a stainless steel sword in his hand, running and shouting, the soldiers around him could also be regarded as Wu Jun
The elite quickly surrounded the city and protected Sheng Xian in the middle.
"Get away!" Yan Baihu saw a group of men and horses suddenly rushing out in front of him to block the road. He couldn't help but turned pale with fright. He waved his sword with his left hand and shouted angrily. The speed of the Jingfan war horse under his crotch suddenly increased, and he rushed in front of Sheng Xian and his party in an instant.
, swung the big sword with one hand, and several shield warriors at the front were directly chopped and flew backwards.
Yan Baihu didn't stop and rushed directly into the battle circle.
"Stop!" His vision went dark, and a big man in black blocked in front of Sheng Xian, slashing hard at Yan Baihu with his stainless steel sword. Yan Baihu quickly waved his hand to block.
This general is the strongest sixth-grade general under Sheng Xian. His strength is not weak, but compared with the famous third-grade historical general Yan Baihu, he is obviously far behind. However, Yan Baihu was shot through by an arrow in his right arm, leaving only
A left arm, coupled with the previous knife that split a hole in the circular formation, the strength has not recovered for a while, but this general is ready to move, and actually knocked Yan Baihu back with a knife, although he himself was also knocked back
It took only a few steps, but with the strength of a sixth-grade military general, he was able to push back a third-grade historical general. It was already very rare.
In just this moment, Yan Baihu's men and horses from the rear had already rushed up. These people were all Yan Baihu's trusted generals, most of whom were ninth grade. Facing this group of troops who were basically soldiers, they rushed forward.
When they came in, they used swords and guns, chopping melons and vegetables, and killed these soldiers one by one.
"Boom~"
Amidst the thunderous sound of horse hooves, another troop appeared in the distance. Yan Baihu, Sheng Xian and his party changed their colors at the same time. Sheng Xian thought it was Yan Baihu's reinforcements coming, but Yan Baihu knew very well what kind of reinforcements behind him they were.
He immediately ignored the pain in his right arm and charged with a mad sword.
"Ho~"
A burst of red light appeared on Yan Baihu's body. Yan Baihu roared angrily and slashed hard with his broadsword. The sixth-grade military general raised his sword to block. The sword made of fine steel was directly blasted into pieces by Yan Baihu's sword. The general
Unable to hold back, his burly body flew out backwards, pressing down on Sheng Xian who was following him closely.
"Uh..." Sheng Xian's eyes widened. With his scholar's physique, how could he withstand the force generated by the fight between two generals, even the aftermath of the force, plus the general's body and armor weighing more than 200 kilograms?
The weight was enough to kill him.
"Quickly leave!" Yan Baihu looked back and saw that Qin Tian and others were approaching. Those who dared to stop would use their swords to sweep away several enemy soldiers who were rushing up, and quickly fled with more than a dozen generals.
"Sir!" Seeing that Yan Baihu didn't kill him, the sixth-grade military general felt lucky and had doubts in his heart. He stood up and found that Sheng Xian was pinned under him. He was so frightened that he even lost his soul.
At that time, Shengxian stared at the sky with his eyes wide open, and he could not be dead in peace.
"Who are you looking for?" He was extremely sad, and a clear shout suddenly came from his ears. The general looked up and realized that it was the flag of Qingtian City.
"General Geng Yan, the captain of Wu County City Gate, general, city lord, you must avenge the prefect!" Now I don't care about the grudge between Sheng Xian and Qingtian. The man is dead anyway, what does Sheng Xian say?
Geng Yan is also in the same camp as Qin Tian, and Geng Yan was also seriously ill and sought medical treatment.
"Sheng Xian is dead?" A cold light flashed in Qin Tian's eyes. He looked down and saw Sheng Xian lying on the ground with a dead eye. He sneered and waved his hand. A military general got off his horse and came to Sheng Xian's body.
He will be searched at every turn.
"What are you doing!?" Geng Yan roared angrily and was about to draw his sword. However, before the sword was drawn out, a cold steel gun was already placed across his neck. The cold touch also made Geng Yan hit him hard.
I am excited and my head is clear. Now is not the time to act heroic.
"Lord, look!" The general ignored Geng Yan's angry glare and groped for Sheng Xian's body. After a moment, he held up a brocade box and handed it to Qin Tian.
Opening the brocade box, a seal exuding a special aura appeared in Qin Tian's eyes.
Prefect's Seal: Special props, famous city quota +13, the city's popular support +10, recruitment rate +10%, usage requirements: have an official position - Wujun Prefect
Qin Tian was overjoyed at first, but when he saw the usage requirement, he couldn't help but frown.
"I will kill Yan Baihu, but not to avenge this loser!" Qin Tian glanced at Sheng Xian's body with disdain. Qin Tian glanced at Geng Yan, but saw that his eyes were full of anger. He couldn't help but sneered and said
Without saying much, he shouted and chased in the direction Yan Baihu left.
