Tang Yin still wants to absorb more aura with the fire of darkness, but he would rather jump at him like crazy and hold his waist tightly. Tang Yin frowns darkly, turns his wrist, and holds Lingdao upside down, aiming at Ning Jiang's back, thrusts a knife with all his strength.

His knife stabbed through Ning Jiang's body, but the other side also with a brute force holding Tang Yin forward, they both fall from the palace wall.

Plop! The force of the fall made Tang Yin's bones almost fall apart. Fortunately, Ning, who has already died, will provide him with a lot of aura.

He pushed aside the corpse on his body and stood up from the ground. At this time, the wind forces around him rushed up and helped Tang Yin to hold him. He asked, "are you OK, king?" "King, are you hurt?"

Tang Yin waved his arm, pushed the soldiers around him, looked up at the top of the palace wall, and said, "don't worry about me. You should all go up to the top of the palace. In any case, you should rush to the palace!"

The king himself went to battle and fought with the enemy. How dare the officers and men below not work hard.

Tens of thousands of wind troops, some hitting the palace gate outside, some climbing up the palace wall with a ladder, and some shooting arrows upward under the wall. Now the battle is in full swing.

After all, the palace is not a city, and the palace wall is not as high as the city wall. It is not so high and not so strong. Soon, the wind forces outside smashed the gate of the palace with a huge hammer, which broke through the city gate. The wind forces outside rushed into the palace like the tide.

The palace guards of Ningguo can fight and fight bravely. After all, there are only ten thousand people. Where are so many Fengjun's opponents? Moreover, they were unprepared for the arrival of the wind force, as if the wind force outside had fallen from the sky. They were unprepared and rushed to meet the enemy.

With a large number of wind troops recently, the palace guards began to rout, and the battle was pushed from outside the palace to the palace.

At this time, Yan Chu was in Tianyu palace, which was the bedroom of his favorite concubine, lady Tianyu.

The wind force came so fast that it felt incredible.

When the northern city was in chaos, the bodyguards reported to Yan Chu that a small group of wind troops had mixed up in the North City and were fighting with the garrison soldiers in the north city.

Because it was a small group of wind troops, Yan Chu didn't pay much attention to it. He thought that it would be good if they were wiped out. However, since the enemy can infiltrate into the city, it shows that there is something wrong with the northern city's defense. Yan Chu also ponders whether it is necessary to replace Zhang Tong, the leader of the North City, when the court talks tomorrow.

When he was still thinking about this, another bodyguard rushed in and reported to Yan Chu that the troops of the wind force had broken through the North City and entered the city.

Hearing this, Yan Chu's face suddenly changed. Mrs. Tianyu, who was with him, also cried out in horror and leaned against him involuntarily.

However, the bodyguard who reported the news had not left. Recently, another bodyguard reported that the wind troops had killed all the way from Beicheng to the palace, and now they gathered outside the palace.

As soon as his voice fell, the bodyguard approached, saying that the wind army had begun to attack the palace.

One by one, the bodyguards who reported the news came in and ran out. The news was more and more shocking. Yan Chu, who was so smart and ambitious, couldn't respond to it.

Soon, he heard the sound of shouting and killing from the north, and the continuous roar. It was the sound of hitting the palace gate.

"Great king, is the wind army going to enter the palace?" Madame Tianyu, pale and ugly, nestled in Yan Chu's side and asked in a trembling voice.

Yan Chu was speechless. It can be said that in his subconscious, he has never considered the occurrence of this situation. Although he is a monarch, he does not know how to deal with the situation in front of him. At present, Yan Chu is in a mess in his heart and his head is buzzing, but he is still at a loss.

Before Yan Chu could speak, a group of bodyguards rushed in from the outside. One of the leaders was Yu Po, a guard of Ningguo. He walked quickly to Yan Chu, stepped in to salute him, and said in a quick voice, "king, now that the wind forces have broken through the palace gate and killed in the palace, the king or the king should flee to the palace to escape first!"

Yu Po has no idea whether he can escape now. Even if he can escape, he is not sure whether he can escape from the pursuit of the wind forces. However, it is better to escape than to wait for death. There is only one way to die in the palace, and there may be a chance to escape.

"The wind army has been killed in the palace," Yan Chu murmured with dull eyes. He slowly raised his head, looked at Yu Po, and asked, "do you want me to escape? But where is the king going? Where else can you let the king escape? " At the end of the question, Yan Chu's eyes were red and he roared at Yu Po.

As soon as Yu Po's body shook, he fell to his knees with a thump, and repeatedly said, "the king will swear to protect the king and escape from the capital city at the end of the day."

"I will not go anywhere!" Yan Chu yelled in a loud voice. He took out his sword and handed it forward. Pointing to Yu Po's eyebrows, he said, "if Ningguo's foundation for more than a thousand years is destroyed by my hand, how can I live alone in the world? If I want to die, I will die in the place where I should be

With these words, his sword fell slowly in his hand, and he said: "you run away! Go, run away

Everyone looked at each other, and they all knelt down together. They were all tearful and said in the same voice: "we will protect the king to the death!" As he spoke, Yu Po stood up and yelled at the guards below: "brothers, follow me to resist the enemy! KillAlthough the guards in the palace of Ning kingdom were defeated by the Feng army, none of them escaped. All of them stayed in the palace to fight with the Feng army. At this time, it was difficult for Ning Jun to show bleeding, but it was too late.

The bodyguards headed by Yu Po all went to battle with the wind army. The maids were scared to hide and dare not show their heads. In the huge palace, only Yan Chu and his wife Tianyu were left.

He threw his sword on the table, stroked Mrs. Tianyu's beautiful cheek, and whispered, "you can't stay"

his words are pun, which means that lady Tianyu can either escape or die, but never fall into the hands of the wind army. He can't tolerate his beloved woman being humiliated by the Feng army.

Mrs. Tianyu understood what he meant. She nodded her head gently and said, "please don't worry. I know what to do. But please allow me to stay a little longer to accompany the king. "While she was talking, her tears fell down.

Yan Chu was also moved by it, with scarlet rims and tears swirling around his eyes.

However, the wolf like wind army outside will not give his husband and wife too much time to say goodbye, and the sound of fighting is getting closer and closer. The bursts of dying screams are like an invisible knife, constantly piercing their hearts.

"Brothers, kill the enemy with me"

outside the hall, Yu Po's hoarse roar came. Then there was the sound of fighting. The continuous sound of the sharp weapon, the continuous sound of the sharp weapon.

How fast the wind army is!

Yan Chu lowered his eyes and fell on the saber on the table. Mrs. Tianyu, who was nestling in his arms, took a deep breath and rose slowly. Holding the hilt in both hands, she put her sword on her neck.

"Yu'er"

Yan Chu subconsciously stood up and stretched out her hand to hold her, but she stepped back and let go of his hand. She looked at Yan Chu eagerly. There was no fear in her eyes, only strong reluctance. She slowly shook her head and said in a low voice: "if there is an afterlife, my concubine will still be the king's concubine." as she spoke, crystal clear tears fell on the sword.

At this time, there was a sudden bang, and the door of the hall was kicked open. Then, a bloody general rushed in from the outside. The wind officer looked up at Yan Chu, then looked at Madame Tianyu, and cried out: "Yan Chu, your death is coming."

Even if you haven't met Yan Chu, you can guess who he is by looking at his clothes.

Yan Chu's red eyes were about to burst out fire. He gritted his teeth and gazed at the wind. His fists were tightly clenched, and his nails were deeply embedded in his flesh. His body was shaking violently.

Before the wind had any further action, another man came in, Yu Po.

Just for a short time, Yu Po seemed to be a different person. He was holding the spirit knife in his right hand, but his left arm was gone. Blood was gurgling along the fracture of his shoulder. The spirit armor on his body was also broken. There were no less than ten wounds, large and small.

He yelled and jumped at the general, raising his sword and chopping.

The wind will block the horizontal sword, clang a crisp sound, the wind will be shaken out of the three big steps.

Yu Po stepped forward with a strange cry, and made another heavy chop.

The wind will not be able to dodge, can only carry the sword to block again.

Jingle! There was another crisp sound. This time, he was further shaken out, his legs softened and he sat down on the ground.

Yu Po ran forward and swung his sword to chop again. But the wind would roll forward, until the wheel reached Yu Po's feet. The spirit sword passed forward with the trend, and the edge of the sword went deep into Yu Po's abdomen.

The latter's body was obviously stiff, but he cut down the high raised spirit knife.

This knife knot is solid and solid. It cuts the back of Feng Jiang, and cuts a big hole one foot long.

The wind will eat pain, scream, pull the spirit sword out of Yu Po's abdomen, and then stab it hard, but Yu Po also makes a heavy chop on his back.

The two of them were completely suicidal.

In the blink of an eye, Feng Jiang stabbed Yu Po's five or six swords, and the latter also cut him four or five knives. In the end, both of them couldn't hold on and fell down in the pool of blood.

Yu Po was lying on his back with his eyes wide open and motionless. The wind would still be crawling forward on the ground, and the wind would be still crawling on the ground. As he climbed up, he would say: "kill Yan Chu Sha"

he only climbed two or three meters, and there was no movement. There was a shocking bloodstain on the ground behind him.

Yan Chu and Mrs. Tianyu looked at what happened in front of them. They were stunned and stupefied. They had heard of too many wars, but it was the first time that they saw them with their own eyes. Even Yan Chu was shocked by the inhuman cruelty of the war for a long time.

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