Rebirth of the Black-bellied Princess Mo - Chapter 790

If it wasn’t for the morning wind accompanied by the horn, Ao Dengerile’s shrill warning sounded abruptly, and Xiao Yanjun, who was rushing in front of him, had already been double-teamed by Meng and Zhao.

At first, Wu Getai did not understand why General Zhao asked him to retreat to the road of Fengwu in his reply.

It stands to reason that as long as the wings outflank the past, it can cut off Xiao Yanjun’s retreat, but it is not as strong as retreating directly, and directly lining up will strangle Xiao Yanjun’s heart to return to Fengwu, forcing him to flee westward.

But it is precisely because of this that Xiao Yanjun still has a way to escape. In Wugetai’s view, this is not a good strategy.

It wasn’t until he saw King Mo’s army coming from the west that he understood what General Zhao’s move meant.

Confusion arose in Wu Getai’s heart as well. The communication between him and Xiao Mubai was stagnant after Xiao Mubai entered the Hu King’s Palace. In the last letter, he only said that he brought a person into the Hu Kingdom. So what’s going on with the Mo King’s army at the moment?

Although Wu Getai and Xiao Yanjun had the same puzzlement, their positions were completely different.

Wu Getai was chasing and killing aggressively, while Xiao Yanjun was running away with no other choice.

The road leading to Changyuan Pass was silent, except for the chaotic whistling of the wind from galloping, passing by his ears, as if it would never stop.

Xiao Yanjun felt more and more that there was a creepy atmosphere around him. He looked sideways at Shi Fuqiu who was walking in bridles and said, “Uncle, do you think something is wrong?”

Shi Fuqiu also felt deeply. Cheng Zhaobing on the other side glanced vigilantly and said, “This avenue is too quiet. We have walked for so long, and we haven’t even seen a pedestrian.”

Shi Fuqiu responded and said: “Yes, even if the people see the army passing by, they will avoid it, and there will be no one passing by this way. This is too abnormal.”

Xiao Yanjun’s face was gloomy and terrifying, but he didn’t speak. Although Shi Fuqiu and Cheng Zhaobing expressed the crisis in their hearts, they did not order to stop.

Because, all three of them knew it in their hearts.

Even if there is an ambush ahead, they can’t stop…

I can only hold a bit of luck, I just wish I thought more, and hope that the scouts will never send bad military planes again.

The red sun slants westward, and the sunset glows like fire on the horizon.

The clouds in the evening are all in one place, the birds are flying around, the pines are whistling in the evening wind, and the Changyuan Pass is just ahead.

The scouts went all the way forward, but as they wished, there was no crisis, and it was faintly visible that the city gate in the purple-gold sunset glow was open but not closed.

The three were overjoyed in their hearts, and they frequently urged the horses under their crotch to gallop in an attempt to enter the city.

Just as they were approaching a hundred feet, the city gate suddenly began to close, and the archers were shocked to see the archers pulling their bows above the city tower. Shi Fuqiu suddenly shouted: “Stop.”

With the three people’s sudden reining in their horses, the Shi family’s army also stopped moving forward one after another.

“I can’t go in any more, the front is within the shooting range.” Shi Fuqiu’s face was very ugly, and his voice was hoarse and dry.

The gates of Changyuan Pass closed at this time, clearly to induce their army to come, and to seize the opportunity to force them to have nowhere to go.

“Who is the general guarding the city, the only one is the prince, I want you to open the city gate quickly!” Xiao Yanjun raised his eyes and looked up.

At first glance, it is not the guards who usually neglect to exercise, but the soldiers who practice diligently on weekdays.

Xiao Yanjun turned his head to look at King Mo’s army and Zhao’s army who were adorned behind him. Where did Xiao Guo come from so many soldiers who can conquer and fight well!

Just as he turned his head and glanced at it, and then looked back at the top of the tower, his incomparably beautiful face turned into a distorted expression.

Cheng Zhaobing and Shi Fuqiu, who were beside them, were also breathing a stagnation. The man who appeared on the tower stood in the middle of the tower.

His face is stern, and his body is straight and straight, like an iceberg that has stood for thousands of years.

“Xiao Mubai, why are you here?” Xiao Yanjun’s voice contained a trace of tiredness in his shock.

King Mo’s army was really not led by him, so why did he appear on the gate tower of Changyuan Pass?

In order to kill him, did even Yucheng abandon it?

“Naturally wait and kill the traitor.” Xiao Mubai’s voice was cold, and even the warm sunset glow that shrouded him at this moment became cold like a wave of water, making Xiao Yanjun feel cold from his heart to his skin.

The heat and dryness of the long journey, in a matter of seconds, swept through the heart and oozes coolness.

“The rebel soldiers were deceived, they disarmed and surrendered and did not kill.” Xiao Mubai’s eyes swept over Xiao Yanjun indifferently, and looked at the troops of the Shi Family Army and the Seven Cities Defense Division behind him.

The setting sun came from behind him, and he stood quietly in the brocade-like glow of the sky, standing high and descending like a king in the world.

The king’s bearing was shrouded in the sky above the rebels, and the words suddenly graciously uttered under the invisible pressure made the rebels grateful. submission.

“Disarm and surrender, don’t kill.” The blue-robed boy who led King Mo’s army came, finally drove the Shi family’s army, and repeated from the rear of his rebel army.

Xiao Yanjun looked at the sound, the face was ordinary, but it was so familiar. He squinted his eyes and thought, where did he see this face? The person Xiao Mubai could entrust to King Mo’s army must not be a generalist.

There was a sudden exclamation above the tower: “Master!”

Then there was a deafening cry, and the crowd stood up and called out: “Clothing knife!”

The person who led the army of King Mo was Xia Chu, who looked like Yi Rong ready-to-wear knife. He looked up at the city tower of Changyuan Pass and waved his hand from a distance.

Although it’s not very clear, the only person who called his master was Yan Jianghong.

In the mixed voices after that, he was barely able to identify Shan Xiangpeng and Deng Qizhong.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Mubai actually brought all three of them.

Xia Chu’s eyes were fixed on the man standing against the wind in the center of the city tower. Although he was too far away to recognize his expression, Xia Chu still felt that the whole world seemed to be stagnant, and only they were standing on the unreachable high altitude and the city tower. down, looking at each other.

At this time, Xiao Yanjun, who was in a desperate situation, looked at the blue-robed boy who raised his face to look at the tower, and finally remembered this face, where he had seen it before.

Dali Temple, the wanted poster that Su Qianle showed during the tribunal trial!

Clothes knife! Early summer!

Xiao Yanjun suddenly laughed miserably, his eyes were so wide, but those eyes were the color of dead gray, and there was no light flickering.

In those eyes, there were only soldiers from the Xiao State who came to surround and kill him.

In those eyes, the flame that kept beating was extinguished.

The vitality that had supported him on his long journey had disappeared.