Chapter 89 Breaking Dawn

At this time, in Qinghe City, the warriors looked at each other like waking up. They did not talk, but saw what they were thinking in each other's eyes. Forced to recall the most frightening and most terrible memories in my heart, after waking up, it seemed that he had just run for a long time, sweating heavily, depressed in his chest, and gasping.

A warrior found that the zombie holding him did not move. The force on the zombie's hand quickly disappeared, the movement became stiff and stiff, and the whine in his throat weakened.

All the zombies in Qinghe City stopped at this moment, standing straight, and the moonlight poured out, like towering tombstones.

Vitality is passing through their bodies. They should have died long ago. They should have slept in the soil, but they were used by traitors and turned into zombies that could only eat people and bite people. They were originally just poor and innocent Fanyang people.

All the zombies stood facing the moonlight. At this time, they were bathed in the moonlight and stood quietly. These corpses who were resurrected by secret techniques stared at the moon silently, as if they were making a sacred prayer, solemn and solemn.

Then they fell down and fell straight, like harvested wheat, falling in pieces. Their bodies became dry, their sticky and rotten blood coagulated in their bodies, and their dead gray skin clung to the skeleton, like a zombie buried for many years.

A warrior couldn't believe everything in front of him. He boldly pulled out his knife, stabbed the tip of the knife into the heart of the zombie, and strangled him fiercely. His already soft chest was opened a hole in an instant, and his body fell weakly.

He pulled out his knife ecstatically, threw his weapon into the sky, and shouted, "Win, we won, we won!"

Thunderlike cheers resounded through Qinghe City.

Trapped in the city for five days, suffering from hunger and cold, injuries and diseases, and suffering from the encroachment of these zombies, and the enveloping of the enemy army outside the city, the warriors were physically and mentally exhausted. Now that I have won, I can't be ecstatic for the rest of my life.

General Yan finally woke up from the fantasy. He shook his head and only felt a burning pain in his cheeks. He was surrounded by Wang Zhongli, who was indifferent and elegant. He looked around the jubilant warriors and asked hoarsely, "Is this...winning?"

Wang Zhongli knelt down on one knee, helped the old general, nodded and smiled, "Win, the black armor has been killed, and the fantasy and ghost array have been untied!"

He stretched out his finger to the high city, pointed to the silhouette of the clear silhouette in the moonlight, and said, "Do you remember that Liang Xingchen? He chased the black armor all the way and killed them in the city. What a heroic teenager! If the black armorer escapes from the city, the consequences will be unimaginable!"

He couldn't go on, because General Yan's one-eyed was staring at him, which was the kind of examination from his soul and a sharp look directly in his heart.

His heart thumped, and General Yudian Yan could always detect clues outside the appearance of things.

Thinking about it, the traces of human intervention in this war are too obvious. From the moment he first rescued the general from Ye Qingshan, the general of Mengyang Zhentian, to the moment when he took Ye Xingchen to meet the generals, it seemed to pave the way for the appearance of Ye Xingchen.

If all this is detected by the general, what will happen?

His forehead oozed fine sweat and tried his best to keep calm.

"Very good! In this battle, the young man named Liang Xingchen made great contributions. You and I couldn't beat the black armor together, but was killed by a doll under 20 years old. It's really old!" General Yan stood up, his white hair flew in a mess, and regained his previous calmness and determination.

Wang Zhongli breathed a sigh of relief and the boulder fell to the ground in his heart.

"Go to count the casualties of each battalion, gather the remaining warriors, and report to me in half an hour!" General Yan lifted his hair behind his head and said in a low voice, "Don't be happy too early. The big trouble in the city has been resolved, but there are still Mengyang iron riders and brigades outside the city. Those unscrupulous people are more terrible than the zombie army!"

"Hmm!" Wang Zhongli nodded and turned around and left.

Yin Cangyan looked up at the thin shadow at the top of the city, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and smiled, "I can guess * inseparable ten, hehe, forget it, just live without asking the bottom. After save the lives of so many warriors, I just vaguely remember your achievements!"

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At this time, the Mengyang army outside the city heard the cheers that broke out in Qinghe City. They were originally enemies, but they were going to die at the hands of zombies. Now they heard the cheers for the rest of their lives after the disaster, and the Mengyang warriors felt relieved.

Night Qingshan, the general of Mengyang Town, shook his head and whispered, "After all, the power of ghosts and gods is not as reliable as the sword in his hand. There are times when the great master miscalculated!"

He turned his horse's head and said to the vice general Leng Shuangning, "Notify the armies to abandon Qinghe City and return to Mengyang!" Change the defensive formation and retreat in an orderly manner!"

Leng Shuangning shouted in a low voice, "General, just leave like this? If we return without success, Your Majesty will be dissatisfied!" Thinking of the gloomy and cold and domineering emperor, Leng Shuangning couldn't help but feel cold on her back.

Ye Qingshan laughed and said, "This battle was arranged by the great master. The plan of the great master has been defeated, and we are half defeated. If we don't respect the will of the great master, he will rush forward to fight with tens of thousands of troops in Fanyang. The great master will not be happy."

He frowned and whispered, "Your Majesty will only question the great master why he failed and will not accuse us at all. After all, we are pawns who act according to the will of the chess player. If we lose the chess, we will throw the chess pieces and smash the chessboard. Your Majesty's measurement is not so narrow.

"Withdraw, when the more than 20,000 Fanyang crossbowmen in the official road of Yulan Mountain come, they will be chased and beaten by their buttocks. The wind and thunder riders can run away on horseback, and these pawns will be miserable!"

Cold frost took his life and didn't ask anything more. He doesn't understand the game and wrists between the supremes at the top of the temple. He has always admired General Ye Qingshan and feels that it is worth running errands for him. Even if he rushes to death, he has no complaints. Yes, he is a chess piece under the general, but the general is also a pawn in the hands of His Majesty and the great master. One ring after another, I can't help but despair.

Ye Qingshan pulled down his armor, looked back at the towering city of Qinghe City, let go of the reins, and reached out to cover his heart.

There was a moment of tingling in my heart just now.

He could feel that his nephew, Ye Yuanhong, who whipped his son's face, was no longer there.

In the past, there were many young talents in the Yeguo Yeshi, such as tonight, there were only three or five people left. It's really one less than one!

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"Mengyang's army has retreated to the west! Mengyang's army retreated!" The warrior standing at the head of the city suddenly roared.

The warriors rushed to the city wall when they heard the sound and saw the Senran iron brigade with the banner turning the horse's head, like a long silver snake wandering in the night. The pawn holding a torch also removed the tent, put it on a heavy ox cart, and followed closely behind it.

Mengyang's army retreated in an orderly manner. The warriors who stayed behind the last hall looked coldly at the warriors looking at the head of the city, with swords in their hands. They declared with their eyes that they were not timid and unarmed, but just obeyed the general's order and let them go.

But this battle has become chicken ribs. If the Fanyang warriors don't go out of the city, the Mengyang army can't help them at all. The amount of food and fodder supplied to 100,000 troops is consumed every day, and local troops near the county will gather at any time. If it is delayed, it will not be of much good for Mengyang.

Moreover, this battle eliminated Li Siam, the leader of the Cang navy, and Yang Yu, the commander of Aoyu's long-range shooting. The two famous veterans fell, which was a heavy blow to Fanyang. Unfortunately, he still failed to kill Yin Cangyan, the general of the imperial palace, and Wang Zhongli, who was killed halfway, was also a figure that should not be underestimated.

is also a clear understanding of Fanyang's family background. The next time Mengyang's army comes back, it will never care about gains and losses in one city and one county. At that time, it will be the real death in troubled times.

Yin Cangyan climbed to the top of the city and saw Mengyang's army retreat, but he did not feel relieved.

There is a terrible person who knows secrets on Mengyang's side, who is ruthless and unscrupulous. The cruel hands of 100,000 zombies can be seen. It's not so much that Fanyang repelled Mengyang as that Mengyang woke up. Don't be careless and don't be complacent. Our enemies are far more than this means.

"General, there are 64,733 surviving warriors in the whole army. The remains of the fallen warriors have been arranged, and the remains of the two generals of the Cang Navy and Ao Yu Changqi have been released separately." A messenger samurai reported it.

"Is there only 64,000 left? There were 120,000 troops before this!" Yin Cangyan muttered to himself.

"It's much better than expected. Our enemies wanted to swallow us in one bite!" Wang Zhongli sighed.

"Zhong Li, you are responsible for the aftermath of the battlefield first. I will say goodbye to the two old friends, and then return to the imperial capital to tell your majesty about the war." Yin Cangyan clung to the ground with a long knife and walked down the city head. After this war, the general seemed to be older.

Wang Zhongli looked at the sky. The east has turned white, and a faint red glow emerged. It's good to remember the thick and sticky darkness of the lunar eclipse a few hours ago. It's good to see the sun of the new day alive!

Li Siam, the commander of the Cang navy, died, and Yang Yu, the commander of Aoyu's long shot, also died. The two meritorious veterans fell in the first battle, which was really a loss of the empire.

But one person in this battle is destined to rise like a new star.

The military hormium that recorded the battle situation in Qinghe City has flown to the imperial capital with the war report with the words 'Liang Xingchen'. Soon Fanyang will know that it was Xingchen who reversed the war and saved the lives of more than 60,000 warriors.

Famous Fanyang, one step to the sky.

The teenager who was destined to become a new star of Fanyang stood lonely in the corner of the city away from the crowd, holding a knife in his hand, and his coral-red eyes looked into the distance, quiet and silent.

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Mengyang.

The emperor personally marched, set up the border city of Mengyang, and personally urged the war, and the great master of Shura who planned the strategy also followed.

At this time, the red-haired master, who was sitting cross-legged and closed his eyes, suddenly opened his eyes. His scarlet eyes were like a pool of blood. His thin lips twisted into a joking smile and muttered to himself, "Five and Six betrayed me. Will Ye Yuanhong even want to betray me? Don't even want your own life?"

He stood up, walked to the window and looked out.

Just after dawn, it is no different from the previous dawn. The sleeping people seem to be unaware of the horrors in Qinghe City hundreds of miles away.

Shura took a big breath of cold air and opened his arms, as if to embrace the whole world and hold the sky of dawn into his arms.

"If the night stars can plump their wings, it will be a good thing. Emperor Lin Xi is a road, and the night stars are also a road. As human beings often say, eggs can't be put in just one basket. He muttered to himself, "I don't care who is the emperor, I just want a complete world and a complete dream of the Vatican Dynasty!"

"Then hold this world named Mengfan in front of you and smash it fiercely!"

His beautiful face suddenly became ferocious, his eyes were red, and he hissed.