Chapter 160 Stop the enemy

It's almost the age of fate. Will there be another big gamble?

Xiao Hou shook his head helplessly, and the bitterness beside his mouth became thicker and thicker.

An Bochen's letter only said three things. First, Li Gongzi is a snake demon. Second, he wants to block the army from killing demons. The third...

"Bochen and the prince, please choose one."

whispered, and Xiao Hou could only smile bitterly.

If Mr. Li is really a snake demon, then everything can be explained. Only the demon will have such a means to almost turn the world, defeating him again and again, so that he has no resistance at all and submits to his heart. Although Bo Chen is extremely talented, after all, he is young. Even if he can turn his hands and get the son of the Liujing family, he is only his ability in the world. How can he compete with Mr. Li? But...

"Your Excellency, is it the surrender of the thief army?"

Just as Xiao Hou hesitated, a general with a beard asked loudly.

"No."

Xiao Hou waved his hand.

The general frowned and said, "The siege crossbow is ready. Why don't you order the siege?"

Looking at the general, Xiao Hou said carelessly, "General Han, don't worry, the time hasn't come yet."

"Huh! The adults are so hesitant. There are only a few stinky little children in the city. The capture of Liujing is only in the blink of an eye. Why do adults have to be a little daughter!"

Hearing the words, Xiao Hou's face remained unchanged, and even smiled. He withdrew his eyes from the blood book and said quietly, "In this way, I hope that General Han's army will kill an enemy general and sacrifice the flag to attack the city first."

Laughing three times, General Han stepped out of the line and hugged his fist and said, "Han is in command!"

He picked up the three-foot mace, and General Han walked out of the tent in a flash, completely unaware of the cold light in Xiao Hou's eyes.

Bochen, don't blame me for being ruthless. If you can't even win a general, how can you be Li Gongzi's opponent? Kill a few more generals, calm the resentment in the army, and let me think about it for a while.

......

In the northern suburbs of the capital, the rebels no longer moved forward. Everyone in the city breathed a sigh of relief and looked at An Bochen's eyes.

Suddenly, the sound of drums sounded, and the rebels' front army lined up, and a fierce horse came out of the array, and immediately sat a murderous general. The leopard's eyes were eight feet tall, and he carried a three-foot mace. He proudly circled in front of the gate, and then stopped. The wolf's tooth stick suddenly inserted into the mud and looked at the head of the city and laughed.

"You are polite. Someone is the vanguard Han dares to be. Today, borrow your head and others to sacrifice the flag. Who dares to fight!"

This loud shout was tantamount to thunder on the ground, which sounded in the ears of everyone, and even the people in the city could hear it clearly.

For a moment, all the people in the city looked at An Bochen. The people in the city were stunned at first, and then shouted loudly.

"Captain An!"

"Captain An!"

"Captain An!"

......

Wuhua's face tightened. As soon as he wanted to say something, he was stopped by Zhang Bushi and shook his head.

The hearts of the people in the city are all about An Bochen. This first battle can only be his. If he avoids the war, the morale he just raised will be gone. If he is defeated, the city will be in chaos. Only when he wins can he boost morale and continue to defend this city without generals and soldiers.

"Brother An, this person has a local cultivation, so be careful."

Zhang Bushi whispered.

He nodded and looked down at the proud general under the city. An Bochen took a deep breath, suddenly picked up the silver gun, and whispered, "Let go of the rope!"

Jin Wuwei, who was beside him, hesitated a little and picked up the rope and threw it to the city. An Bochen turned over and floated down the high city in everyone's complex eyes.

Seventy miles of Liujing, the capital of the south of the Yangtze River, but now they have to rely on a low-level tenant's son. The princes of the family looked at each other with shame and lowered their heads one after another.

Standing firmly, An Bochen stood with a gun, looked at the strange general opposite him, and heard the "squeak" sound behind him.

Looking back, the gate opened a small crack, and Li Xiaoguan patted the horse, and then turned over and jumped down to give the horse to An Bochen.

"Bo Chen, the little official is pressing for you!"

Li Xiaoguan held his fist and shouted, with no fear on his face.

Thinking that the little official had an invulnerable body, An Bochen hesitated a little, nodded, immediately took the gun on the horse, and pressed the horse to the enemy general.

The pouring rain can't hide the sound of drums. On the contrary, on the Liujing side, the crows are silent, just like a dead city.

Although it was raining in the sky, An Bochen only felt the fire blowing on his face, and the blood in his heart rushed up in the sound of drums and rushed straight to his forehead.

It is different from the martial arts arena, and it is also different from the independent battle Moyun Tower. This time, it is a real battlefield fight. Either you die or I die, and it is not only An Bochen. If An Bochen is defeated, Liujing behind him will also be destroyed.

The palm of the hand holding the handle of the gun was wet, and I didn't know whether it was sweat or rain.

In the sound of drumming, An Bochen pressed the horse, and the silver gun quietly swung and slowly brewed.

There are only about ten horse bodies away from the general. An Bochen can see the color and cultivation of the man's face clearly. If he has been fighting for a long time, it will be me who will be defeated and die.

His left hand was hidden behind his back and quietly pinched his fingerprints. An Bochen was not impatient and his horse walked smoothly, but his eyes became more and more condensed and sharp, just like a sword that was about to come out of the box.

"Hahaha, it's actually a little doll. I didn't expect Han Dangdang to bully the younger generation one day."

He looked at An Bochen with disdain. Han Dang shook his head and laughed, and the rebels behind him also laughed loudly.

And at this moment, An Bochen suddenly launched.

He crawled on the horse, raised his arms and danced his gun, neither fast nor too slow.

The wind and rain messed up his forehead, and the teenager's eyes became colder and colder.

Han Dang was still smiling, staring at An Bochen, who was patting the horse, pulling up the reins, holding the mace in his hand, and posing unhurriedly.

The old department of the Duke of Huo looked at the teenager with a relaxed face, while all the people in the city were nervous and their hearts were pounding.

In a blink of an eye, there were only five horses between the two.

At this moment, An Bochen suddenly straightened his waist and clamped the horse's abdomen. The horse suddenly accelerated for some reason, as fast as lightning, as fast as the wind, and Han Dangdang on the opposite side was suddenly stunned.

"Fighting!"

In the deafening sound of drums, An Bochen whispered a spell, rolled up a gust of wind and accelerated the speed of the horse, like an arrow off the string, and rushed to Han Dangdang between his fingers.

It came out innocently through the wind and rotated, like a poisonous snake coming out of a hole.

Han Dang, who was caught off guard, immediately panicked, and it was too late to raise his mace.

Yin Feng scratched his eyes, and Han Dangdang's body stiffened. He looked at the long gun that pierced his neck in disbelief. The next moment, he fell straight down from the horse.

Silent.

The rain was still falling, drenching Han Dangdang's eyes, silent.

It was not until An Bochen picked up the dead head and wandered around the enemy that there was an ecstatic cry from above the head of the city.

The people in the city didn't know what had happened when they heard it. They cried with joy, chanted the name of An Bochen, and bowed to the sky.

And the enemy did not come to their senses until this time. No one expected that General Han, who was brave and good at fighting, was killed on the spot by the young general. I'm afraid that even the Duke of Huo could not do it. At this time, looking at An Bochen, the contempt in the eyes of the old subordinates of the Duke of Huo disappeared, only a strong shock.

"Give back my brother Han's life!"

An Bochen had returned to the horse, and there were two angry shouts in his ear. An Bochen frowned and turned around, and saw the two enemies slapped the horse with shame and anger.

With a cold face, An Bochen picked up the silver front and was innocent, calmed down, and stared at the general.

The reason why he was able to kill Han Dangdang was that An Bochen was surprised and killed him with lightning speed with the help of secret skills. If you really fight, take An Bochen's fire cultivation as Han Dangdang in the realm of the earth. I'm afraid it's more bad luck, and the cultivation of the two generals is not weaker than that of Han Dangdang.

"An benefactor, let's give way to the little monk."

A snow-white figure floated in the rain curtain, swaying like a dragon, not touching the cold rain and mud. As soon as the voice arrived, people stood in front of An Bochen with a smile.

The monk of the State of Qin, who had been holding it for a long time, finally couldn't stand it and turned to the two generals.

"Go to hell!"

The first enemy general roared, and the nine-foot-long knife raised the raindrops like ripples and fell heavily.

The knife light fell, but it was sandwiched in the palms of Wuhua with a soft smile on his face. In a blink of an eye, the long knife was broken inch by inch and turned back. The enemy general was suddenly hit by the knife rain and rolled blood down the saddle. In a flash, another enemy general had also been killed. He turned up the meteor hammer and hit Wuhua. Wuhua took a step back and pointed to the meteor hammer with a smile.

An Bochen beside him could see clearly. Although Wuhua's magic skill, his arm seemed to be coated with a layer of golden brilliance at the moment of action. His handsome face was solemn and extremely mysterious, but he could not see which skill he made.

The meteor hammer in the ten fingers, and the ping-pong sounded loudly. When Wuhua took back the ten fingers, the meteor hammer had broken into iron slag and fell into mud.

The enemy general looked at Wuhua in horror. He was panicked and dared to fight again. He quickly grabbed the general who fell to the ground seriously injured and fled.

In the first array, An Bochen killed the generals together, and in the second array, Wuhua lost two generals in a row. The enemy on the opposite side was quiet, looking at the two teenagers who laughed and returning in panic, and no one dared to fight. At this time, there was a lot of laughter behind the city wall. Both the family on the top of the city and the people in the city shouted the name of An Bochen, and the morale was like a rainbow.

"Sure enough, it's still murderous."

Turning around the city, he looked at An Bochen helplessly and said quietly.

Zhang Bushi shook his head and smiled secretly. He looked at An Bochen and saw that he was looking at the enemy outside the city thoughtfully.

The sound of gold finally sounded in the afternoon, and the black army slowly retreated and withdrew half a miles before stopping.

There were cheers in the city, and only Zhang Bushi looked at An Bochen curiously and secretly guessed what was written in his letter.

But even if he wants to break his head, he can't imagine that the commander-in-chief outside the city is the ordinary old housekeeper in Moyun Building.

After hesitating all morning, Xiao Hou finally ordered to retreat and attack the city in the next day. Fortunately, the three generals were killed and one injured and fled. Although the soldiers were unwilling, no one dared to ask for orders again.

Only a thousand people can break through Liujing. Xiao Hou knows it, and An Bochen also knows it.

Half a miles away, the two looked at each other from a distance. For a long time, Xiao Hou outside the tent sighed and withdrew his eyes.

"It's the limit to give you one night. If you are really the person I'm looking for, one night is enough."