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Everyone's eyes turned red from the massacre. They only knew how to kill and kill, only by killing all the living creatures in front of them could they survive. Some of them had their heads chopped off, their brains splattered for half a day. Some of them had their arms chopped off, the thick blood spilling all over their armor until it turned red. In the next second, the person who was still chopping people down might have lost his head. The corpse that couldn't stand up on the ground was trampled by the warhorses and turned into a pile of meat paste!

Archers lined up in rows on top of the city gate tower, firing towards the ground. More than half of the death squads died in an instant, and the warriors were extremely miserable. From a high vantage point, the biggest threat to the people below was the air. Yao Sisi's dog army had once again used their full power to kill many of the archers. The death squads persevered, not a single person backing down. In front of them, only forward could survive.

The east wind blew, and with a rumble, a hole was made in the city wall, and everyone threw down their logs as they rushed into the city. He suddenly entered the enemy's body. Easterly Wind Break the Sky fired signal bombs, and the men of the death squadron retreated at almost the same time. General Ying led a huge army of 100,000 towards Easterly Wind Break's direction, and the situation was quickly reversed with several times the size of the area.

A silhouette stood on the rooftop behind Dong Feng Po. Under the moonlight, that head of silver hair was emitting a cold glow. He held a Soul-Fixation Needle in his hand and threw it towards the back of Dong Feng Po's head.

General Ying dared to come in time to see this scene and shouted in panic, "Marshal be careful!"

Easterly Wind Break turned his head and the silver mask reflected the faint moonlight. At that moment, with a swift leap, the Soul-Fixing Spike whistled loudly! A flash of light pierced his eyes! Blood splattered!

A Soul-Fixing Spike pierced deep into Dong Feng Po's thigh. He managed to avoid a fatal blow, but it was too soon, so it was impossible for him to completely dodge the attack. He gritted his teeth as he landed firmly on one leg, meeting the disbelieving gaze of the person in front of him. He grabbed the bow of a soldier and pulled back the arrow.

An arrow flew towards its target. However, the target shook his head, he was already prepared and took a step back, sneering as he pinched Dong Feng Po's arrow, "The next time we meet will be your death."

Dong Feng Po looked at him with disdain, "This is exactly what I want to tell you, lord Magus."

Killing two palms were like paddling water, the water that was reaching out violently shook, the leaves were like sharp daggers, coming from afar, wherever they went, there were wails and not a single life left. Dong Feng's eyebrows were raised as he glared furiously, "Despicable!"

"Ha ha-ha, this is child's play. Hahaha … When he looked again, there wasn't anyone there.

General Ying had rushed over to Dongfeng Po's side and cried out in alarm when he saw his lips turn purple, "There's poison in this Soul-Fixation Spike!"

Dong Feng Po nodded, took out the water bag given to him by Eunuch Yuan, raised his head and poured into his mouth. A stream of salty powder was smeared and melted in his mouth, and he swallowed it with difficulty, then said with a faint smile, "I still used it after all."

Then he closed his eyes and fell into General Ying's arms.

While flying towards the four directions of the city, Dongfeng Po was sent to Yao Sisi's tent. It was already morning by then. Many years later, this war was called the "Wall Breaking War" by the later generations.

It was also because of this battle that the legend of a hero once again appeared in the hearts of the people of the world.

"Fourth palace master, come quickly! The marshal has been poisoned."

Yao Sisi was sleeping soundly when she heard a loud shout outside. When she heard what everyone was saying, she put on a set of clothes and rushed out. "Where is she? Where is she?"

"Right in front of you."

Everyone opened up a path, and the one lying on the stretcher on the ground was indeed the east wind. The half of his mouth that was exposed was pale and slightly green. Her pulse, however, was not very weak, and the poison in her body was also being eliminated bit by bit. This was really too strange, she thought, looking at the unconscious and unconscious Dongfeng Po in shock, as she guessed countless possibilities in her heart. He turned his head and asked, "Did he eat or drink anything after using poison?"

General Ying thought for a moment and suddenly remembered, "Oh, right. General Ying took off the water bag on his waist and took a sip."

"Water sacs?"

Yao Sisi pondered for a while before she turned her gaze to Dong Feng Po's waist. Sure enough, there was a water bag there. It felt weightless and a little disappointed, but she still opened it and sniffed it and then threw it away in panic.

"Blood!"

The water bag seemed to be responding to what she had said by dropping a few clots of solidified blood powder from the shock.

The spectators were all shocked. His marshal had drank his blood? This made many people shudder in fear. One by one, they touched their own necks. Yao Sisi came back to her senses after being shocked. She couldn't help but find it funny when she saw the bunch of people treating Eastwind Broken as a vampire.

"What I'm shocked about is that there really is someone in this world whose blood can detoxify poison. The blood in this water bag has already solidified, so the blood powder here is faster and more versatile than any other medicine."

"Oh!"

Everyone relaxed and looked over at the same time. "Is there really anyone in this world who can cure the poison with their blood?"

Yao Sisi threw up her hands, pointed at Eastwind Broken Yin and said, "Isn't that the truth?"

General Ying said, "Fourth Palace Master, please take a look at our marshal's injured leg."

Only then did Yao Sisi realize that she had forgotten the important matter. She checked his thigh and quickly pulled out the Soul-Fixation Nail before taking out a bottle of medicine and applying it on his wound. Then, she looked at the crowd and said, "I'm not good with external injuries.

After the military doctor had looked through it, he wrote down a few prescriptions to expel the poison and then bandaged the wound again for Dong Feng Po. She extended her hand to take off his mask and admire his unblemished handsome face. In her heart, she couldn't help but start to compare, in terms of beauty, Feng Yuan was the most beautiful, and then there was the black jade stream of light. Dong Feng Po was on par with Zuo Wanfan, the former had a masculinity in his handsomeness, while the latter had a manliness.

He Yuan was that kind of coquettish beauty. Zuo Yifan was cold, aloof, proud, and aloof, while Dong Feng Po was that kind of unswerving beauty. The bookworm, on the other hand, had that kind of scholarly appearance, which was foolish and adorable. She had come here to meet all sorts of men, but her heart seemed to have never stopped for anyone. She didn't know why she kept feeling that fate hadn't arrived yet, but in her heart, she had always been very persistent about the true love of marriage that her master talked about.

Just as he was thinking about this, Dong Feng Po suddenly mumbled to himself, "Little girl, don't go, don't go!" His big hand groped and tightly held Yao Sisi's wrist, it was so powerful that it hurt her. She tried to struggle a few times, but it did not improve at all and became tighter. She bared her teeth and tapped the East Wind Break on her wrist, successfully freeing her hand.

"Little girl, little girl!"

Yao Sisi saw that Dong Feng Po was still calling her name even though he was unconscious, and secretly rejoiced in her heart. She said softly, "Yes, I'm here. I'm not leaving. You should rest well."