Chapter 666

Zhao Xingwen deliberately did this to tell the rebels with arrogance... You will, I will, but I will, but you can't

Jiang Zhan looked at Zhao Xingwen, holding a bow and arrow, wearing a sunrise, and stepped steadily towards him.

He looked more fierce in his eyes. He picked up a long gun and pointed to Zhao Xingwen: "Jiang Zhan doesn't kill nobody. Report his name."

Since Zhao Xingwen entered the camp at the age of seven, this is the first time he has returned to Beijing. Jiang Zhan can't recognize his appearance. He doesn't know who he is. It's normal.

"You... Don't deserve to know!" With a sneer, Zhao Xingwen threw down the bow and arrow in his hand and grasped the handle of the knife. In a flash, the long knife came out of its scabbard. The wind galloped and the electricity rushed towards Jiang Zhan, like eagles and ducks attacking the original.

Experts in martial arts know that only experts dare to raise their wrists higher than the tip of a knife. The jargon is "gaining the upper hand".

Jiang Zhan was shocked by the posture of advancing and retreating and the fierce and incomparable knife posture, and knew that the other party was a hard stubble.

With his flexible horizontal gun block, he took the opportunity to encounter Zhao Xingwen's knife and wanted to shake it down.

Who knows, Zhao Xingwen's hand is as strong as steel and full of toughness.

Zhao Xingwen's eyes were bright, brighter than the knife he held. He seemed to see through Jiang Zhan's idea. A touch of ridicule came out of the corner of his mouth, and his left hand was attached to the handle of the knife, adding two points of strength again.

Jiang Zhan was originally made of steel with a long gun and wantonly tried to block his weapon. However, he didn't do what he wanted. At present, he can only reach the pressure of the long knife with all his strength, which is very difficult.

Both of them showed their fierce eyes and were concentrating on looking at the enemy. This fight was very slow... And very cautious.

For a moment, the picture seemed to freeze here. The bystanders felt it was very short, but the soldiers on both sides knew that this was the most critical moment, followed by a quick and fatal blow.

Jiang Zhan's Parry was unstable. Zhao Xingwen's blade rubbed the body of the gun all the way down, causing bursts of fire. Seeing that the tip of the knife pierced his cheek, Jiang Zhan had to bend over and abandon the long gun in his hand.

But Zhao Xingwen stopped. He stood against the light, covered in the morning glow, and the blade was full of cold light.

Jiang Zhan couldn't see the expression on his face, but he could clearly see his proud chin and cold voice. He said to himself, "pick it up, I won't kill the enemy with bare hands."

This sentence is really poisonous

Jiang Zhan was confused when he heard the speech, and Zhao Xingwen put on the posture of condescending, defending and attacking at the same time.

Jiang Zhan was eager to save face and wanted to win with risky actions. He could no longer defend. Holding a long gun together, he stabbed at Zhao Xingwen like crazy, intending to kill him with one blow.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Xingwen also saw that Jiang Zhan's attack was fierce, but the flaw was that he couldn't return to defense with all his strength, but if he returned to defense at this time, he would miss the best time to kill him!

Jiang Zhan seldom reveals his flaws. If he retreats, it's hard to find this good opportunity.

Between the lightning and flint, Zhao Xingwen only had time to side slightly. The long gun fell into his shoulder, and the head of the gun went straight through his shoulder blade.

Zhao Xingwen gave a stuffy hum and grabbed Jiang Zhan's hand holding the gun, so he slashed back.

Jiang Zhan's spear fell into Zhao Xingwen's shoulder blade, and there was no weapon to return to the gear. His hands were caught by death, and he couldn't get away for a while.

Zhao Xingwen's blade cut Jiang Zhan's neck, and the blood sprayed like a column.

Jiang Zhan's look faded in his eyes. He didn't expect Zhao Xingwen to take a fatal blow as steady as a rock and as motionless as a mountain, so as to firmly grasp him and swing a knife.

And he... Also did his best to stab the gun and killed himself.

King Mo's soldiers shouted in unison: "General Zhao!"

Before Jiang Zhan's life disappeared, he finally knew his name. It turned out that he was Zhao Xingwen, the eldest grandson of old general Zhao. After closing the door, he did not disgrace his reputation.

"General Zhao!" King Mo's soldiers gathered around.

Although Jiang Zhan died, his long gun still pierced Zhao Xingwen's shoulder. The body of the gun was made of steel and kept chopping.

Zhao Xingwen stood upright with his teeth clenched, allowing the blood to gurgle out from his shoulders. He still pointed his knife forward, his eyes showed a fierce color, and shouted at the remaining archers: "kill!"

When the remaining rebel shooters saw Jiang Zhan fall, they climbed up from the gate as early as a frightened bird, trying to return to the main army along the high ladder at the building wall.

The king of Mexico's soldiers could not allow them to escape. They rushed forward one after another, pulled and pulled, and the blade pierced the shooter's chest.

The north gate was re fortified, Zhao Xingwen was also forcibly carried down, Xiang Chengfang's name was shouted all the way, and the news of Zhao Xingwen's injury spread all over Chang'an.

But at the same time, the good news of killing the other leader was also sung all the way

Jiang Zhan is a veteran of Gu's army. Zhao Xingwen was not born in his womb when he fought.

Now, the back wave beat the front wave to death on the beach. Even if he was seriously injured, his morale was as high as ever.

Xiang Chengfang had stayed in Chang'an and had never entered the palace. Hearing the cry, he learned that Zhao Xingwen was injured. In a panic, he ran to General Zhao's residence.

When Zhao Xingwen was carried to the front of the house, Gu shirou scolded the Army soldiers shouting all the way for fear of disturbing old lady Zhao. She glanced at Zhao Xingwen's injury and felt as if her heart was torn in half.

But she didn't say anything, but her eyes were cold and fierce. In a deep voice, she ordered the soldiers to quietly send them into the room and wait for Xiang Chengfang to see the doctor. Then she went back to her house and told Lingye, "bring the armor!"

Ling Ye's face was stunned: "madam?"

Gu shirou tied his hair high and ordered in a deep voice, "go!"

Ling Ye pursed her lips and finally retreated. The situation in Chang'an is naturally more acute as a person in the Zhao family.

Although there are military officers in the court, they have no such experience in guarding the city.

Fighting is OK, but leading soldiers is not.

King Mo has only 40000 soldiers and only one general Lou Hongfang returned to Beijing. Now Lou Hongfang is guarding the east gate and Xiao mubai is guarding the south gate. Even the west gate is temporarily replaced by GE ran, Minister of Sanzhi.

Although Ge ran fought on the battlefield with the emperor in those years, it was 20 years ago. Talents were so scarce that even he had to be ordered in the face of danger. We can imagine how bad the war was.

Zhao Xingwen volunteered for beichengmen. Now he is injured and falls down.

Gu shirou wanted to push him up. Lingye knew she couldn't persuade her. At the moment she handed her battle armor, she also changed her strong clothes.

"What are you doing? Stay in the mansion and take care of Xingwen. Don't hold me back." Gu shirou orders Lingye while wearing armor.

"Miss, let me go with you!" There is a layer of mist in the eyes of diamond leaves.

Gu shirou listened to her cry and paused with her hands.

Since she left her armour and taught her husband and children, she hasn't been on the battlefield for many years, that is, she hasn't heard the call of Lingye for many years

Gu shirou's face softened for a moment, and then calmed down again.

Untie clothes, attack armor and hold a whip.

When she looked back and smiled, she said to Lingye, "go!"