C366 Reinforcements have arrived

Evidently, Xie Qingrong had already noticed Shen Haoxuan and the others' quiet movements from above the city gate tower and secretly exchanged glances with them.

The corner of his mouth unconsciously curled up.

The violet-gold whip in his hand was ready, waiting for Army of Chu to climb up the stairs anytime.

He did not expect that the next Army of Chu to come up was the general who was just leading them.

The surprise in Xie Qingrong's eyes flickered slightly as she faced Yan Yi. Yan Yi smiled and introduced himself, "I am Yan Yi of Chu Country, and have heard about the deeds of the Crown Prince's consort for a long time. Just based on courage, insight and methods alone, perhaps even men may not be able to match up to him. "

Xie Qingrong stared at Yan Yi coldly, and upon hearing Yan Yi's words, the sneer on his lips became even stronger: "You flatter me."

With that, the violet-gold whip fiercely threw it towards Yan Yi. Yan Yi stiffened as the corners of his mouth widened into a smile, the longsword in his hand continuously blocked the violet-gold whip's violent attack.

However, in the next moment, Yan Yi felt a chill in his stomach, he looked down and actually saw a sharp claw-like thing piercing into his stomach.

Xie Qingrong happily pulled out the sleeve arrow, fresh blood spilling out from the wound. A drop of blood landed on Xie Qingrong's peerlessly beautiful face, but she did not seem to care about it at all.

Her cold eyes looked at Yan Yi as if she was looking at a dead man.

She had thought that he was a powerful character, but she hadn't thought that he would be so weak.

Yan Yi directly fell to the ground. The shock and disbelief in his eyes had not yet been receded when he died so easily under Xie Qingrong's sleeve arrow.

Xie Qingrong indifferently wiped away the sharp claws on the sleeve arrow, then lightly wiped the blood drop of innocence off her face with her finger. After staring for a while, she felt bored.

The Army of Chu s climbing up saw that their General Yan had died in the hands of their enemies, and they couldn't help but become flustered.

But in any case, it was still Gongsun Heng's army that he had nurtured with all his effort. He was still somewhat calm, and barely suppressed the panic in his heart as he continued to organize the Army of Chu with an experienced veteran.

However, Xie Qingrong's powerful image had not only been deeply engraved in the hearts of the Jiang Zhou City, it had also been deeply engraved in the hearts of the Army of Chu, shattering their calm mind!

Xie Qingrong estimated the remaining Army of Chu s in her heart.

Floating on the moat were many corpses, probably the Army of Chu s who were burnt to death while crossing the river at the start, the countless corpses under the city gate tower, the Army of Chu s who were killed on the city gate tower, as well as the number of Army of Chu s whom Shen Haoxuan and his men succeeded in ambushing from behind.

There were still about two to three thousand Army of Chu left.

Of the thousand soldiers that guarded the city, he had roughly eight hundred left.

Pursing his lips, he moved the group of archers to the front line, pulling on the bowstring tightly as he faced Army of Chu, who was below the city gate tower.

"Release the arrows!" Xie Qingrong said with an unquestionable voice.

The rain of arrows immediately flew towards the Army of Chu below the city gate tower with unstoppable force. The rain of arrows descended from the sky and caught the Army of Chu unprepared.

Wave after wave of rain of arrows caused the Army of Chu to lose a lot of lives.

Finally, all of the prepared arrows had been used up. She threw the violet-gold whip ruthlessly towards the ground.

"Pa ~ ~" The sound of the whip was deafening and extremely ear-piercing.

spoke as if he was taking an oath, "Open the gate, go ahead! Chase Chu Kou out of the Jiang Province, chase him out of the Heavenly Saint realm! "

"Creak — —" The ancient and imposing city gate slowly opened. Xie Qingrong held the violet-gold whip in her hands, and bore the brunt of the attack. The seven hundred garrison soldier s behind her followed her closely.

"Charge!" "Protect the Jiang Prefecture, protect the Heavenly Sage!"

Shouts rang out in the sky.

The remaining one hundred garrison soldier s lined up in ten rows in the middle of the city gate. They formed a thick shield that could kill one person and kill two people.

Xie Qingrong's toes tapped lightly, and easily entered the Army of Chu's encirclement. Before the Army of Chu could even touch her clothes, she had already been shot in the throat by the rain of fine needles that shot out from her sleeve arrow.

One needle was fatal.

After sending ten needles in a row, they slightly intimidated the Army of Chu surrounding her, but she didn't seem to care at all. Her lips curved upwards, and with an endless sneer and ridicule, she pierced another ten needles in a row.

Around her, Army of Chu fell one after another.

Finally, the one hundred needles hidden in her sleeve arrow were all used up, but the violet-gold whip in her hands started to move. Like a dancing beauty, the tip of her foot danced and spun non-stop, followed by the whipping of his whip.

A whip swept up a Army of Chu and flung him backwards.

The fan in Shen Haoxuan's hand flew around and took a large portion of his life, but there was not a single trace of blood on the fan.

He came to Xie Qingrong's side, and formed a killing circle around Xie Qingrong and her subordinates.

He seemed to be holding a sickle in his hand, reaping a life with a raise of his hand. His actions were decisive and ruthless, almost callous to the point of being heartless and unjust.

"Is the princess consort safe and sound?" Shen Haoxuan's wrist flipped quickly as the fan flew back and forth, while asking Xie Qingrong.

Just as Xie Qingrong was about to wrap a Army of Chu with a whip, she heard Shen Haoxuan's question and quickly replied: "It's alright."

This war lasted until a quarter of an hour later.

Shen Haoxuan's hand that held the fan trembled slightly. Having just killed the last Army of Chu beside him, his two legs couldn't help but go limp as he half-knelt on the ground. His other hand was firmly pressed against the ground so that he wouldn't fall limply to the ground.

If not for his years of rich internal energy, he would probably be a ghost under the blade of the Army of Chu.

How many years had it been since he had fought with such vigor and exhaustion?

Wiping the sweat off his forehead, his gaze turned towards Xie Qingrong.

Xie Qingrong pursed her lips, her chest beating even faster, the sleeve arrow on his wrist was already stained in blood, but she did not have the spare energy to wipe it clean, even the strength she had standing on was almost used up.

He slightly raised his somewhat stiff hands, "Hiss —" and pulled at the wound on his back that had been accidentally stabbed.

Just then, she had been slashed on the back by a Army of Chu. However, the situation at that time was extremely urgent, so she didn't have the energy to be distracted and manage the wound on the back.

Now that he was completely relaxed, the deep gaping wounds on his back finally came into effect. Pain filled his entire body, almost numbing his sense of pain.

Xie Qingrong frowned, her hand feeling the wound on her back, feeling the sticky sensation.

It was blood.

His gaze swept across his surroundings, finding a relatively blind spot as he reminded Shen Haoxuan, "Haoxuan, my back seems to have been scratched. There is a remote corner, I'll clean it up quickly. You guys rest a bit, then go to the main tower and help General Lin. "