Following the sound of footsteps, a large number of soldiers rushed up from the surroundings.
The leaders were Ji Wubing, Han Yan, and Zhuge Qing.
The three of them stood on the chariot wearing a helmet, with smiles on their faces.
"You rebels! You still have nothing to surrender!"
Ximen Hao stood in the battlefield and shouted loudly, while the Ritian Cavalry also moved closer to him.
The small team of five kings also stopped killing and walked behind Ximen Hao.
The rain gradually became lighter, indicating that the war was about to end.
Nearly half of the 100,000-strong army that was attacked by surprise were killed or wounded, and the rest threw away their weapons and knelt down to surrender.
The fighting in the rebel camp continues, especially the battle in the air, which worries everyone.
"Han Yan, Zhuge Qing! Lead 20,000 troops to support! Go straight to the rebel army's main tent!"
Ji Wubing waved his feather fan and gave the order to attack!
"As you command!"
Han Yan and Zhuge Qing jumped off the chariot, and then led an army of 20,000 people to rush towards the rebel camp as quickly as possible.
Ximen Hao and others stayed behind and started arranging prisoners with more than 10,000 troops.
This battle can be regarded as a great victory against a sneak attack!
The rebels suffered fifty thousand casualties, while Ximen Hao's side suffered only more than ten thousand casualties.
"What a rain! Without this heavy rain, this battle would not have been so easy to win."
Ji Wubing looked at the heavy rain that gradually stopped in the sky and couldn't help but sigh.
Ximen Hao jumped onto the chariot, looked up at the sky, and became a little worried.
"My father-in-law is going to lose."
"Alas! There is no way. With the royal family's martial arts skills and Ximen Wentian's strength, it will be difficult for Marshal Di to win."
Ji Wubing shook his head helplessly, now he could only win based on the overall situation.
"Di Hu! Die!"
Suddenly, Ximen Wentian shouted loudly in the air, and the spear in his hand hit Di Hu on the back.
"puff!"
Di Hu spurted out a mouthful of blood and turned into a red light ball falling down.
Ximen Wentian did not take advantage of the victory to pursue him, but suddenly looked towards Ximen Hao and turned into a golden light.
"Ximen Hao! This is all because of you! I want your life first!"
"Whoosh!"
The speed is so fast that it is jaw-dropping.
"Protect Your Highness!"
A large number of soldiers gathered around.
Ximen Hao took out the last invitation talisman, but he also knew that it would be difficult to win using the invitation talisman.
"King's team! Protect the master!"
Lu Bu, the meathead, was the first to stand in front of Ximen Hao, and the others also surrounded Ximen Hao.
On the tower of Tianqing City, Ximen Potian suddenly stood up and clenched his fists tightly.
"Father! Brother Hao!"
When Di Yingying saw her father being beaten down and her man also facing a crisis, she burst into anxious tears.
"Father! Take action!"
Ximen Potian suddenly knelt in front of Ximen Shang. He was such a good son. If the other party died, the Qing Kingdom would belong to Ximen Wentian.
Ximen Shang glanced at Ximen Potian, and then looked at Ximen Wentian, who was getting closer and closer to Ximen Hao.
Finally, his eyes rested on Ximen Hao.
At this time, no less than a thousand people gathered around Ximen Hao, protecting Ximen Hao tightly inside.
Unfortunately, the enemy is above and can fly.
"Potian, one of them is my son and the other is my grandson. Who do you want me to help? Besides, my ancestor has an order. No move in Tianqing City can escape his eyes."
Ximen Potian was silent. He only saw it from a father's perspective, but never from his own father's perspective.
"I hope the gods can take action."
Ximen Potian had no choice but to pin his hopes on that legendary god.
Di Yingying and others also put their hands together and prayed for Ximen Hao.
As for Ximen Hao below, looking at Ximen Wentian rushing towards him, he had two thoughts in his mind:
One, ask the gods to come forward, fight to the death, and then die in battle with your most loyal subordinates.
Second, run! Run without a trace, and then take back what you lost when you become awesome!
"Hahaha! Ximen Hao! Die! No one can save you today!"
Ximen Wentian laughed wildly and killed Ximen Hao!
No matter whether Tianqing City can be broken or not, Ximen Hao must be killed!
"Ximen Wentian! Who are you and the others?!"
With a loud shout, a cavalry army rushed over with more than a dozen men and women on horseback.
Just as Ximen Wentian was about to swoop down to kill Ximen Hao, he turned around when he heard the shout and almost vomited blood.
I saw that the coming was none other than Bai Ji, who was covered in blood, and there were more than a dozen unparalleled cavalry!
The person on the horse is either his wife or his children!
"Hahaha! Second uncle, I'm really sorry. I accidentally found all my aunts and cousins in a small town, so I took them back. I just sent them to your camp not long ago, but I didn't expect that they were picked up by my subordinates.
I'm 'inviting' you to come back next time."
Ximen Hao finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Ximen Wentian's family members were brought back.
At this time, the heavy rain stopped, the dark clouds dispersed, and the sky became brighter.
I saw that the war here had stopped, and there were still shouts of killing from the rebel camp. It was obvious that the battle had reached a fever pitch.
"Ximen Hao! I despise you! Bai Ji! I despise you too!"
Ximen Wentian looked at the two of them angrily from the air, his beard rising up.
"Xu..."
The Wushuang cavalry stopped in front of the formation, threw a dozen family members off their horses, then pinned them to the ground, and placed their weapons on their shoulders.
"Father! Save me!"
"Your Majesty! Help!"
"Father..."
There was a lot of crying below, and looking at Ximen Wentian in the sky, it seemed as if he had seen the great savior.
"You did it?"
Ximen Hao turned to Ji Wubing and asked in a low voice.
Ji Wubing gently shook his folding fan and said calmly:
"Didn't His Highness say that he would give King Huainan some excitement? So I secretly informed General Bai and brought them back after I solved my own problem."
Ximen Hao suddenly understood and admired Ji Wubing's calculation.
"King Huainan! King Hongxi has fled with his defeated army! Do you still want to persist?"
Bai Ji pointed the snake spear in his hand at Ximen Wentian and asked loudly.
Ximen Wentian glanced at the battlefield from the air, and sure enough he saw that King Hongxi's army was dying and falling.
Looking into the distance, I saw King Hongxi fleeing westward in embarrassment with no more than 10,000 horses. He was extremely angry at the moment.
"Trash! I don't have a brother like you!"
"Second uncle, although you are very strong, I still advise you to surrender. You see, your rebels can't resist for much longer."
Ximen Hao stood on the chariot and pointed at the fighting in the distance.
The rebels also looked at Ximen Wentian in the sky. Only this strong man could increase their fighting spirit.
Otherwise, facing the crazy attack of the Qing army, they would have probably surrendered long ago.
"Hmph! Ximen Hao! As long as I kill you! Sooner or later, the world of Qingguo will belong to me!"
Ximen Wentian stared at Ximen Hao, and countless voices in his heart shouted to kill him!
Ximen Potian is dead, and his two sons, the third prince and the young prince, have nothing to fear!
If the ancestors in the palace do not want to change their surnames in the Qing Dynasty, they can only choose themselves!
"What? Your family doesn't want it anymore?"
Ximen Hao has always been a family member on earth.
"brush!"
Bloodstained weapons were pressed against the necks of the family members. As long as the prince said coldly, Ximen Wentian would be left alone.
[Chapter 22 is over! Oh my god, I’m exhausted. I need to relax for a while. 】