Chapter 1500: 805 Blood Hate

The wind was blowing, and the yellow sand covered the sky ...
Early in the morning, the western night city that was still asleep was awakened by the sound of rumbling steps and horseshoes from afar, as the soldiers on the wall shouted: "The southern army is here! The southern army is here!"
There was a sudden chaos near the gate, and the whole city was awoken by lightning.
The news of the southern Xinjiang army coming to the city with the whistle of the horn rumored, and it spread throughout the western night city. The people, soldiers, and even the royal palace all knew that the official language of the Western enemy ’s official enemy white led the army. Approaching the capital!
All the city guards in the city and the twelve battalions transferred from the Dongshan camp came from the streets and alleys, as if the rivers had gathered in the sea.
The west night guards on the city wall looked at the sound from a distance, and at a glance, they saw a dozen miles away. A black army stepped on the sky full of yellow sand. The sword is like a forest, and The endless dark clouds of the sky are connected together, and the end can not be seen at a glance, releasing an ominous atmosphere.
"rumble……"
As the 100,000 troops approached, the sound of the heavy and solid horseshoes, footsteps, and collisions of armors became louder and louder, rolling like a thunderous thunder, thrilling and thrilling, every time they knocked down like a hammer. In Xiyeren's heart, a fact was announced--
I am afraid they are really facing the ruin of the country!
The army of 100,000 southern Xinjiang stopped at a distance of fifty to sixty feet from the city gate. In front of it were black and white flags waving in the wind, standing proudly.
A burst of fire suddenly lit up from the dark army.
All of a sudden the West Night Guards on the city wall, their eyes fell on a rocket next to the black banner, a man wearing a silver-white battle armor straddling a tall dark cloud on the snow The bow opens like a full moon, and the arrow goes like a shooting star.
"Oh!"
The rocket flew across the sky like a meteor, with great strength and brilliance.
Blink.
The next night, the western night flag above the city wall had been shot by that rocket. The flagpole was fragile and snapped in half like a reed pole. At the same time, the bright sparks jumped on the big red flag, and the flag flickered in a blink Burning, falling from the high walls, the flag was a little bit ashes in the sand ...
At this moment, it seems that time has slowed down ...
Looking at this scene, those beliefs that the West Night Guards suddenly felt in their hearts suddenly seemed to have a crack as the flag fell ...
"Siege!"
With Xiao Yi's shouting, all the arrows flew, and they were smashed down like a heavy rain. The city wall was shrouded by a raging fire and rain, and the screams and mournings came one after another, and a thick death gas gradually diffused ... ...
"Hmm! Hmm!"
The drums of war sounded loudly, louder than louder. For the Southern Xinjiang Army, morale rose accordingly; but for the Xiyeren, it was like a reminder bell!
The drums are endless, this is just the beginning!
The 100,000 southern army seemed to be unaware of exhaustion, and one battalion after another took turns to battle, even after sunset and rising.
The sound of arrows, the sound of throwing stones, the sound of hitting the gate of the city, the sound of drums of war, the sound of shouting and killing ...
They declare their determination with their actions!
The next day, the third day, the war did not go out ...
Unconsciously, the vigorous siege battle has been going on for three days. The walls of the capital have long been riddled with holes and are broken, just like a drowsy beast, generally wondering when it will fall suddenly ...
The so-called war is to step out of the corpse, and after three days of battle, the corpses in the city have long been piled up. Even if it is a cold winter, the rot of the corpses cannot be prevented. A and rancid smell permeates the city. It added a bit of despair to the already heavy atmosphere, and even the drums of war that had not stopped for three days and three nights seemed to have become louder.
"Booming ..."
I don't know when the thunder sounded in the sky, and there was a flash of electricity between the dense clouds, and then suddenly, a huge lightning struck the city below, as if heaven had sent a punishment ...
In the royal palace, the king of the night and civil and military court officials mostly gathered on the court hall. Everyone was sinking in the water, his heart seemed to be pressed against the boulder, and his soul was not guarded.
So far, it doesn't seem to make much sense to say ...
The West Night King sitting on the throne at the top was anxious, hesitant, desperate, and in just a few days, a lot of white hair was added to the black hair, and the whole man was a dozen years old.
He is no longer the once ambitious King of the Night, and has become a dying king of the sunset.
He clenched the arm of the tiger's head on the throne anxiously, the blue tendons floating on the back of his hands, the fear in his heart grew stronger, and he muttered in his heart: No, no! This should not be the case. It shouldn't be like this ...
It was like a demon, and his words echoed repeatedly in his ears. The eyes that had not slept for a few nights were covered with red bloodshot blood, and the eye sockets were deeply recessed.
His army was strong, the state treasury was full, and his mind was up and down. The past two years were the most prosperous time for the establishment of the state. Therefore, he dared to decide to conquer Dayu eastward. He opened up territory on the night of the night ... but did not expect that he was finally forced to the point where the capital was not guaranteed at any time!
Xiao Yi and Guan Yubai's two southern army soldiers were only 100,000 in total after he joined the army. He had 400,000 troops in the West Night. Even if the border guards cannot be lightly adjusted, the available soldiers are also 300,000. .
However, now there are more than 100,000 troops in Xiye who are trapped in Dayu West Territory and have been intercepted by Xiao Yi for 40,000 border reinforcements, so that there are only 60,000 defenders in the city. How can these 60,000 defenders cope with 100,000 The South Xinjiang Army could only watch the official language approaching step by step ...
How did the battle get to this point? !!
He was actually forced to die by a hundred thousand southern Xinjiang army in Xiye!
Is it purely accidental, or is the official language white keenly aware of the timing, and just take advantage of it? !!
The king of the night suddenly stood up, walked anxiously in front of the throne, and was full of heart.
If Guan Yubai was taking advantage of the situation, he would be a dangerous move!
Does he and Xiao Yi not be afraid of one carelessness, and they will cause their 100,000 troops in southern Xinjiang to collapse in his western night, will the entire army be wiped out?
Take the risk of most of their southern army forces. Isn't Guan Yubai and Xiao Yi fighting or gambling? !!
And he was so far-sighted that he lost his way to the two crazy desperates? !!
Thinking, the king of the night seemed to be frozen, and could not move for a while.
He couldn't help thinking, if at the moment when he learned that the official language Bai rate soldiers came to the West Night, he would immediately decide to give up the attack on Dayu Xijiang and transfer all the troops back. Will it be another? situation?
Is this the official Yun Bai's "luck", this is "life"?
No, he does not believe, he only believes in himself!
How can there be "fate" and "sky" in this world, otherwise how could the official army of that year be easily destroyed, and the Emperor Dayu had not been in charge of his Dayu Jiangshan? !!
"boom!"
The king of the night slammed his fist on the armrest of the throne with a heavy blow, and his hands were bruised, but he didn't notice it.
The others in the temple held their breath and did not dare to speak. After a long time, they heard the king of the night and said, "Rakda, is there any news from Xie Yifeng?"
After hearing that, Lakda's body was stiff and he swallowed, and then he replied difficultly: "Go back to the king, no news ..."
When Xie Yifeng left, he vowed that he would complete the task, and returned with the Guanyubai head, but after leaving, he went into the sea like a bull, and there was no news, and he did not know whether the identity was revealed by Guanyubai, or ...
Lakda didn't dare to think about it anymore, and tilted his head down again.
King Xi Ye's face was even more ugly, and he snorted coldly with both anger and disdain: "Sure enough! As a vice admiral of the official army, even the official army can betray, it is not a trustworthy person!"
He didn't say a word. Outside the palace, there was a messy footsteps. A brass helmet and iron man, who described the messy general, rushed to this side, his mouth screaming, "Hey ... it's bad The outer city gate was breached! "
Hearing that all the civil and military ministers in the palace shrank their pupils and panicked.
Xu Xun, the soldier stepped into the palace and re-explained the words just now.
For a moment, there was silence in the hall, and death-like silence permeated.
The Western Night King almost fell into a high-backed chair behind him, and Fang Zheng's face was completely scarlet.
Below Lakda took a deep breath, raised his head, and raised his fist loudly: "King, for the sake of the overall situation, also ask King to rush away from the capital, leaving the green hills without worrying about the firewood, and the king's heroic talent , Can make a comeback in the future! "
Xi Yewang was tense and didn't speak.
He is not willing!
Once exiting the capital, most of Xiye ’s mountains and rivers will be gone. Can he still be called
king
?
The funeral dog is almost the same!
No, he couldn't just walk away dimly!
There was a moment of silence in the temple.
Soon, another rushing sound came from outside, another soldier came in, and shouted: "The king, the outer city gate was broken, and the southern Xinjiang army entered the city!"
"King, the South Xinjiang Army has swept Zhongdu Avenue, and our army has suffered numerous injuries and injuries!"
"King, our army has retreated to Xipingmen."
"Master, Guan Yubai and Xiao Yi have entered the city!"
"..."
The military newspapers came almost every other time. Every military newspaper was shocking to all the ministers. The despair was getting stronger and stronger, and the air in the hall was almost frozen.
"Kings……"
Rakda stepped forward halfway, and was planning to persuade him again, but when the night king Huo Di stood up, he raised his hand to stop Rakda from talking.
"There is no need to persuade loneliness." Xi Yewang looked around at the ministers below, his face was dim, but said with a strong tone, "Guye is the king of Xi Ye, anyone can escape and be alone!"
His tired face was determined and determined, and he took the scabbard aside and pulled out the long sword with a sigh, and the glittering sword body vibrated and buzzed in the air.
"Guanhe Guanyubai's grievances over the past ten years should be over!"
The night king raised his eyes and looked out of the palace. You can see the distant palace door, the red fire and plume of smoke rising up, reflecting the original overcast sky, exuding a gloomy atmosphere. That is the taste of death and defeat.
The general Wenchen and the general standing on his knees, all kneeling down, all bowed their heads and said, "The minister is willing to follow the king!"
The voices of all the ministers overlapped and echoed in the grand palace, and remained for a long time.
After covering the nest, you are finished!
The sound of killing outside the palace was getting closer, as if to penetrate the tympanic membranes of everyone.
Most of the remnants of the Xiye Army in the city gathered at the Xipingmen, three streets away from the palace gate, and supported it on the city wall.
Xipingmen is the inner city gate and the last solid defense line of the capital. It must not be broken!
Even if they are almost exhausted, even if they know that even if they hold on to this moment, they don't know what will happen next ...
Broken limbs are on the walls and under the walls, and the familiar faces are lying on the ground, one by one, eyes wide open, describing the trance, forming a red river of flesh and blood, at a glance, the dead are better than the living. want more.
Heavy and cold, just like the legendary Huangquan River, using human flesh to cultivate the bright blood of the other shore!
The despair of death is shrouded in the hearts of every West Night soldier, and they are already in the middle of it!
kill! kill! kill!
On the walls, fewer and fewer people live, and morale is getting weaker ...
"Hmm! Hmm! Hmm!"
It was another large crowd of iron irons bursting into the air, and the black arrow rain shot down a row of West Night soldiers on the wall in a flash, and the last morale of the rest was pierced instantly like the fragile paper window. Already.
After that, it was defeated.
"boom!"
Another thunder hit the city gate like a thunderstorm on the ground, deterring the clouds, and the Xiye soldiers behind the inner city gate couldn't stand it anymore ...
With a "squeak", the inner city gate was also opened!
As if that last flame of hope was ruthlessly extinguished.
"Kill!"
With the sound of horseshoes and the ground trembling slightly, the front southern cavalry screamed and led Zema Benz into the inner city, shouting towards the enemy army, and rushing with thousands of horses.
The horsemen on their horses, with the impulse of the horse, unwillingly waved their sharp long swords.
kill! Kill again! Still kill!
After the cavalry, the infantry of the South Xinjiang Army poured in like a turbulent flood, and for a few miles, those Western Night soldiers who had already spoiled themselves broke down and dispersed.
The inner city has been completely messed up and scattered!
The broken heart of the West Night Army can no longer be reunited. The next battle is completely one-sided. The South Xinjiang Army rushed forward one after another, like the tsunami of a stormy night. The waves are higher than the waves. It is a huge force enough to break the mountains and rivers and tear all obstacles!
This wave of murderous intentions rushed towards the West Night Palace, and the palace door collapsed!
This loud noise rang through the entire capital, echoing in the ears of every Xiyeer ...
The palace gate has been broken, representing the complete fall of the capital!
In the palace, flesh and blood flew, corpses rushed across the wild, the lingering West Night Guards stepped back, watching in horror as a group of southern Xinjiang troops gathered around two handsome young men stepping into the palace like stars and moons. , Step by step towards the direction of the temple.
The two youths wore a moon-white inlaid cloak, and one wore a silver battle armor, one piece of paper and one piece of martial art, all walking in the court, as if they were not in a battle to overthrow the country, as if they were just traveling for a trip.
The hustle and bustle around that seemed to be separated from the two by an invisible barrier!
It turns out that this is Guan Yubai and Zhennan Wang Shizi Xiao Yi!
In a few moments, the dozens of the remaining Guards were already retired. They had already come outside the palace. Behind them were their generals, their king!
And they have to fight hard!
The cavalry captain, led by the guard, opened his mouth and snarled and wanted a fight, but all he could do was take a step forward, and the next moment, the iron colony like a bee swarmed out in the sound of a spring In the blink of an eye, there were dozens of corpses strewn with iron iron outside the hall, and their countenances were bleak.
Xiao Yi and Guan Yu stepped into the palace side by side. Compared with the corpses outside, they were filled with lifelessness. In this huge hall, it still looks magnificent and spotless.
All civil and military court officials were watching Guan Yubai, watching this young man stepping back from Hell stepping on their feet at night!
Their hearts trembled and their bodies were almost motionless.
The influx of the Southern Army then subdued those courtiers with a thunderbolt. Only the West King and the four or five generals and the Guards who were beside him were left in front of them, and no one else.
West Night King blinked at the two youths, one familiar and the other unfamiliar.
"Guan, Yu, Bai." The West Night King did not know when to stand up from the throne, staring at Guan Yubai with a burning gaze.
This once-great commander-in-chief General looked as if he had changed a person before, weak and thin, and his steps were futile, and he looked like a scholar who had no power to restrain chickens.
But is this cowardly official language Bai actually led his troops to capture him Xi Ye? !!
Xi Yewang's heart surged, and he waved away a few people beside him, striding down from the throne, still holding his head upright.
However, in the eyes of Xiao Yi and Guan Yu, this is nothing more than a strong foreign player.
"noob……"
Xiao Yi took a look at Guan Yubai and took a step back, letting Guan Yubai resolve his grudge with the West Night King himself.
King Xi Ye stared fiercely at Guan Yubai, who was only a few steps away from him. Those red eyes were full of resentment and resentment, and he couldn't wait to rush to tear the Guan Yubai.
But he still held back. He stared at Guan Yubai, a thick killing gas appeared in his eyes, and slowly said, "Guan Yubai, this time he was alone!"
Followed by, Xi Yewang ironically raised his right eyebrow.
"But what about that ?! Official language is white, you are not a winner!"
He looked up and laughed wildly, and then looked coldly at Guan Yubai again, full of provocation, and his voice was almost cold enough to fall out of the ice residue.
"The Guanjia army has long since disappeared. Your official language is nothing but a fragile one. You are so ill! If you have a full house for your solitary burial, you will not lose loneliness!"
Yeah, he doesn't count!
He had already pulled the door of the Guan family and even the entire army of the Guan family to bury him. He allowed Guan Yubai to live alone in pain!
Guan Yu stared calmly at Xiye King, as if looking at a beam-jumping clown, and slowly said, "Gao Miyu, it's not you who lose, but Xiye's defeat!"
In the future, there will be no more Xiye!
He used the blood of Xi Ye to sacrifice the official army, and to the people of Xijiang who had died in the hands of Xi Ye people for so many years!
The West Night King trembled and laughed again, "Yeah, there is no West Night in the future! There will be no more of me!"
But he is not willing!
How did that happen? !!
Suddenly, he slightly turned his right hand, a flash of cold light in his sleeve, and a small dagger was added to his hand. He strode out without warning and stabbed towards Guanyu's neck!
Today's official language is nothing but a sick seedling, so his life is easy!
Even if he was dead, Gao Miyu would have to be buried with all the officials!
All this happened between the electric light and the flying fire, and everyone looked different.
"My son!"
Xiao Si's body flickered, appearing in front of Guan Yubai almost ghostly, almost at the same time, listening to the sound of "铮", a willow flying sword hit the dagger in the hand of the West Night King, and the dagger came out, "Dangdang" fell to the ground.
The impact was loud and harsh.
King Xi Ye looked at the cold fourth, and the Zhennan Wang Shizi who was playing another willow flying knife casually, such as the falling ice cellar, was desperate at this moment.
It seems that he has no way to drag Guan Yubai to Huang Quan!
"Hahaha ..."
In an unwilling long laugh from Yang Tian, ​​Wang Xiye resolutely bit the poison hidden in his mouth.
Immediately, a black blood dripped from the corner of his mouth, and his tall body fell backwards like a building collapsed.
He fell heavily on the marble floor, his eyes glaring out, but the corner of his mouth still had a weird smile.
He knew that the next time was Emperor Dayu!
This book was first published by Xiaoxiang College, please do not reprint!