After Wei Zijin finished speaking, Xu Meng widened his eyes in disbelief, covered his bleeding chest, and said word by word: "Mingquan Sword... it turned out to be... the Mingquan Sword of Old General Wei..."
"Mingquan sword comes out, kill people with ten steps!" Wei Zijin said these words coldly, then pulled back the Mingquan sword that pierced into Xu Meng's chest.
"Who are you...?" Xu Meng still couldn't believe the fact that he was about to die under Mingquan's sword, and asked with all his last bit of strength.
Wei Zijin did not take off the silver mask that was deliberately covered on her face, but just blew a whistle, and Hai Dongqing flew back to her right shoulder.
"Good guy!" Wei Zijin stroked Hai Dongqing's feathers with admiration, and this action was seen by Xu Meng, a famous general of the Northern Wei Dynasty.
It turns out that this legendary Hai Dongqing is already hard to find again, and it is also raised by this person holding Mingquan!
"You, you..." Xu Meng pointed at Wei Zijin and wanted to say something, but in the end he died with his eyes closed, his body tilted and fell from the horse's back.
As soon as the famous general of the Northern Wei Dynasty died, the morale of Dayin and Later Yan armies increased greatly. With the help of shaking flags and drums, they were all high in morale and bravely fought against the enemy.
The Northern Wei army lost its chief general and became even more chaotic, frightened, completely collapsed, and fled back and forth with fear.
However, the captain Yang Ce had led thousands of elite troops and had been waiting for a long time on the way to retreat from the Northern Wei army. He was watching the Northern Wei army flee in chaos and killing the enemy head-on.
The Northern Wei army suffered from front and back attacks, and was defeated, with heavy casualties.
Even tens of thousands of iron cavalry were killed and injured.
Seeing the victory of this battle, the soldiers of Dayin and the Later Yan army couldn't help but cheer and excitedly couldn't help themselves.
Wei Zijin also slowly took off the silver mask on his face and smiled relievedly at his elder brother Li Yuanzhe, whose face was covered with blood.
"Zi Jin, this time you did a good job and actually killed the famous generals of the Northern Wei Dynasty and made great contributions!" Li Yuanzhe praised Wei Zijin in front of many soldiers.
After thrilling this battle, Murong Lanying was once again impressed by Wei Zijin's skills.
Several generals who had originally been a woman who went to the battlefield and were still disdainful to each other, also raised their arms and shouted with conscience: "The Princess of Luoyang is worthy of being the God of War and a great hero of our two armies!"
"The Princess of Luoyang, the God of War is showing off his power-"
Someone shouted like this, and the other soldiers raised their arms and shouted loudly.
"The Princess of Luoyang, the God of War is showing off his power-"
Wei Zijin shook his head and smiled lightly, waved his hands to stop everyone from shouting like this, but because the soldiers won a battle with little chance of winning, they were full of morale, so they kept shouting slogans and never stopped.
There were still several iron cavalrymen in the Northern Wei Dynasty who did not leave here. After witnessing the killing of general Xu Meng, they made up their minds to capture and kill the enemy. When they saw that the one who killed their general with a silver mask was actually one.
The woman's face suddenly changed.
Taking advantage of the joy of victory by Dayin and the soldiers of the Later Yan army, the Iron Cavalry looked at each other and quietly approached Wei Zijin on horseback, intending to raid Wei Zijin and avenge their dead general Xu Meng.
At this moment, several arrows shot from a distance, shooting all the Northern Wei iron cavalry who planned to attack Wei Zijin. None of them remained and fell to the ground and died.