Qin Heng's body was hanging on the Jingge spear, and blood was dripping down. At this moment, his chest was filled with the pleasure of revenge and the smell of blood, and he wanted to shout with all his heart in the siege of troops. He finally avenged his family. After several years of hiding in the darkness, he finally avenged his family.

Outside the city of Jiaozhou, he told Fan Xian about his past for the first time. Half a year later, Fan Xian whispered to give him a chance to avenge him. Jing Ge didn't know what kind of ability Mr. Fan had to help him fulfill his wish, but today this wish finally became a reality.

The pleasure, the infinite murderous intent of pleasure, made Jing Ge laugh happily. The miserable wound cracked between his ears, like a clown's mouth. Because of the smile at this moment, the ground was getting bigger and bigger. It looked particularly terrifying, but also particularly desolate, and tears fell from his face like rain.

The people who saw this scene all felt a chill from the deepest part of their hearts. Old Master Qin, who was riding on the horse, felt aching like a torn apart, his eyes turned black, but he sat upright on the horse with no intention of discovering that he was almost unable to bear the mental decline.

Mr. Qin's face was pale and his white hair was floating around. He looked at his only son who was stabbed into the gun by the monster Black Knight, and said nothing.

At this moment, among the pictures that were quietly changing like undercurrents under the imperial city, the second picture also changed. It was like a painting master who splashed thousands of red dots in the ink-splashing autumn pictures all over the mountain. Countless wild flowers suddenly grew in the mountains, and the desolation suddenly turned into a prosperous scene of fruit harvest!

The main palace gate was hit by a heavy rebel car. The rebels were shouting and rushing inside, but a big knife swung out from the palace gate, bringing out a cold light. A bloody light, and several heads fell to the ground!

The big sword swung again, and in the cold light, the big prince in silver armor rode on a horse. With the momentum of moving forward, he jumped out of the palace gate like a god, and the big sword opened his bloody path!

Titicitica, the rebel vanguard's limbs fell from his head. The eldest prince shouted loudly, holding a long sword, and led the two hundred imperial guards behind him to the rushing cavalry. To everyone's surprise, the moment the palace gate was broken, he attacked first, and began the first attack in the true sense of the people in the palace!

The horse's hooves sounded. Although the rocks and mud in the palace gate only cleared a path, they did not stop the eldest prince's counterattack. Two hundred imperial guards drove out in succession in turn, relying on the high-speed impact force and excellent cavalry fighting skills, they rushed through a large hole in front of the palace gate like a quick knife entering tofu. No one could stop them from the cold light. Those who dared to stop them turned into corpses and residual limbs on the ground.

In just a moment, the imperial guard rushed out nearly twenty feet from the palace gate that suddenly opened, like a silver stream, unstoppable!

At this time, the rebels began to accelerate towards the broken palace gate, densely packed, like locusts flying all over the sky, making people shudder.

Although the 200 imperial guards were powerful, they looked as thick as a silver thread in front of such a powerful rebel.

However... the eldest prince was not afraid. Since he trusted Fan Xian, he had already put his life and death aside. He quickly rushed his wrist and flipped his sword. The big knife drew an arc in the air and slashed straight to the front right. Only a crisp sound could be heard, and a short gun in the hand of a rebel captain broke from the middle!

The big knife slashed into the captain's shoulder. The eldest prince frowned and groaned, exerted force on his waist and abdomen, dragged his arms with a deep breath, and pulled it out. The blade broke out and cut the captain's body in half!

Then the eldest prince leaned over and avoided a thorn that had been cut towards him. At this time, the big knife in his hand dragged behind him and swam around his waist. With his powerful arm strength, a diagonal slash. The blade of the big knife roared shrillly in the air, and extremely domineeringly chopped off the head of the rebel on the left!

With a light bang, countless blood squirted on the silver armor of the eldest prince. The long sword in his hand was also covered with thick blood. The silver red added together, just like the bright red cloak he liked on weekdays. With the imperial guards' desperate attack, it turned into a bloodline, which looked particularly magnificent.

The helmet will press the sword-like eyebrows of the eldest prince. His eyes were wildfire burning. He led his subordinates unstoppably toward the distant rebel camp in the rebels. He didn't know how many interceptions and fights would be encountered along the way. Maybe he would never be able to rush to Li Chengqian, but he still wanted to rush.

Because he was the commander of the Western Army of Qing State, and the only one among the royal children who had experience in the battlefield, even if he didn't understand where Fan Xiandi was, since he had taken on this mission, he must implement the mission to the end.

He is not a martial arts master, but he is a powerful general in the army. He cannot use his command ability in field offensive and defensive wars in Kyoto. However, when he charges, the eldest prince has never been afraid of the battle. The ground horse fighting skills on the battlefield are completely different from the duels. The first priority is momentum, and the eldest prince's momentum is undoubtedly raised to the peak state by his swearing death.

As a mixed race between Dongyi and Nanqing, from some perspectives, he did not get the joy of His Majesty, but he had a strong relationship with this land...

A hidden arrow shot and was split by his knife, but his figure paused. The guns stabbed by countless rebels under the horse cut several bloody mouths on his body. Fortunately, the horse was extremely fast and did not fall into the encirclement, but directly broke out a gap and continued to sprint towards the rebel camp!

There is still a long way, but these two hundred imperial guards give people the feeling that they will rush to the prince in the next moment.

Fan Xian stood on the black coffin and watched nervously as everything under the city. When the eldest prince rushed into his sight from the palace gate below the city, he issued an order immediately.

"Take the way for Your Highness!"

There were not many imperial guards and supervisory authorities left on the imperial city, and most of them were trying hard to support them. Facing the rebel soldiers who climbed up the imperial city from the ladder, with the preparations of two hours in the early morning, no rebels have been allowed to climb to the top of the city so far.

However, they had already received the military order. Although they were secretly afraid in their hearts, they still implemented Fan Xian's will without any slowness, left the imperial city he was stationed in, quickly moved towards the middle area, and shot out the few arrows in their hands without hesitation.

The arrow branches were concentrated like rain, and all fell on the eldest prince's route to attack the imperial guards, and all fell on the rebels' land, causing great damage and also making the resistance on the eldest prince's route smaller.

However, the defense force in the rest of the imperial city became weak. Without arrow feather defense, the rebels on the ladder climbed up bravely as if they had taken stimulants, and they were about to climb up the city wall.

The imperial guards pulled the bowstring desperately. They could not feel the pain on their arms and the blood from their fingers shook out of their bowstrings. They were ordered by Mr. Fan to use the bow arrows in their hands to open the way for the prince. What should they do if the rebels attacked the imperial city? But the prince led two hundred brothers to attack the rebels in the encirclement. What if his bow and arrows were slower and the prince was injured? Fear, uneasy, heroic, and all kinds of emotions were rolling in the hearts of the imperial guards on the imperial city.

The rebels had climbed up the imperial city along the ladder. Although there were not many people in the upper city, they were all heroes in the Qin family's army. They had difficulty in gaining a foothold and began to expand their positions to open the way for the subsequent rebel troops to go up the city. Two hundred imperial cavalry at the palace gate below the city had already rushed out. The rebels could not surround them, so they naturally rushed in along the broken palace gate and killed in one place with the only remaining defensive forces in the palace.

Seeing that the palace was about to fall, the eldest prince was still rushing among the rebels under the city.

At this time, two muffled sounds were buzzing, and the two giant crossbows who had paused for a while. Finally, the shooting began again. This time, the shooting was not aimed at the crashes that rushed to the door and the three-way cloud vehicles transported to the city. However, under Fan Xian's strong request, they all fell among the rebels and directly in front of the attack route of the eldest prince. Just as the rain of arrows pointed at the imperial guards at this time.

The giant crossbow landed, piercing through countless rebel bodies, causing blood mist, and then pierced heavily into the bluestone slab, bounced up on the ground, and the huge weight and powerful impact were enough to crush several people to death!

Suddenly, the powerful rain of arrows and the terrifying crossbow arrows supported the eldest prince's assault very strongly, and opened a bloody road in the middle of the rebels. The eldest prince led the imperial guards, like a silver line, and bravely attacked the rebels' central camp along this bloody road.

The rebels were obviously numerous and powerful, but when they saw the grand prince riding on horseback, they felt heartbroken for no reason. The Qing army valued the most military achievements, and everyone knows that for several years, this eldest prince led the army to fight against the Hu people on the western front, and never lost, making great contributions to the Qing Kingdom. The eldest prince became a famous general in the army.

The pressure and impact caused by a generation of famous generals leading troops to attack is beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Fan Xian looked at the heroic scene and took a deep breath. The two slowly moving small Zhoutians in his body suddenly accelerated, gradually removing the layer of heavenly and true energy attached to the meridians in his body, and allowing those violent and domineering true energy to begin to run strongly in his body.

The bloodshot was getting stronger and stronger in his eyes, and the effect of the medicine had reached its peak. He held the hook in his hand tightly, waiting for the sound of the last crossbow arrow.

Jing Ge, who killed Qin Heng, was surrounded by the rebels who arrived first. Old Master Qin retracted his gaze indifferently and turned to the riot that was far away in front of him. He knew that the eldest prince had begun to lead the counterattack. He knew how wild and heroic the eldest prince's combat style was. If the opponent had three thousand cavalry in his hand, perhaps Mr. Qin would avoid the opponent's edge for the time being. However, the rebel's victory had already been achieved. The palace gate at the top of the city had already broken in. At such a critical moment, Old Master Qin would definitely not retreat.

This is a natural intuition formed after decades of immersion on the battlefield. However, looking at the eldest prince's heroic figure in blood and thinking about the scene of the tragic death of his only son, Mr. Qin suddenly felt that he was old and was about to smell the breath of death. The pain that had been hidden in his heart made him hesitate slightly and made a wrong decision.

"The enemy's last crazy counterattack should not be looked down upon." Mr. Qin coughed twice and said to his confidant general: "Take the prince to the back camp."

The prince glanced at Mr. Qin and didn't want to retreat, but His Highness did not know the military and was willing to interfere with the old general Qin's military deployment at such a critical moment. He could only leave sadly.

Mr. Qin is a veteran on the battlefield. When the eldest prince finally counterattacked, he chose not to move as if he was a mountain. It was naturally the best decision. But today he saw the tragedy of his only son's death. After all, he was a little more conservative, and asked the generals of his family to lead the prince to avoid the eldest prince's counterattack. However, in this way, only eight generals of the Qin family were left beside him.

Perhaps as a ninth-grade master, Mr. Qin doesn’t care about anything at all.

But Fan Xian cares.

The huge city-guarding crossbow finally consumed all the crossbow arrows, and the rain of arrows of the imperial guards had become sparse, but at this time, the imperial guards led by the eldest prince still could not enter the rebel camp after paying a heavy price.

There may be miracles on the battlefield, but if you want to rely on two hundred cavalry to launch a successful counterattack, this is no longer a miracle, but a delusion. The eldest prince has fought bloody battles at this time and has already fought a long bloody road. His strong combat ability on the battlefield has scared the courage of countless rebels.

At this time, the palace was about to be broken, the eldest prince was surrounded, and the remaining black cavalry and Jingge were surrounded. The situation was already completed. Even the last sound of the city guard crossbow shooting was different from the dozen crossbow arrows in front of them. They shot out obliquely and made a sob sound.

After the last crossbow arrow was shot out, the two city-guarding crossbows fell silent. Everyone seemed to clearly hear the sad sound of the crossbow arrow. They could capture the trajectory of the crossbow arrow tearing the air and running.

No one noticed that the flight trajectory of this crossbow arrow was completely different from the flight trajectory of the crossbow arrow that opened the way for the eldest prince in front!

The crossbow arrow shot flat and shot, and it actually flew over the heads of all the rebels without causing any damage. Instead, it slowly consumed kinetic energy in the air, flew for a very long distance, and then fell heavily in front of the rebel camp.

Although the crossbow arrow shot far away, it was not threatening to shoot like this. In the end, it fell to the ground like a piece of ragged iron, without hitting a rebel soldier, but only shocked them.

With a muffled sound, the crossbow arrow was like a child playing with a knife. The crossbow tip was downward, piercing into the soil between the stone slabs, and standing straight.

At this moment, everyone in the city saw a scene that scared them!

A man in black, like a ghost emerging from the depths of the ground, floated down from the imperial city, along the trajectory of the crossbow arrow, and flew towards the city in the air where he was ineffective!

The man in black was extremely fast, and it seemed to have torn the air. From the extremely high imperial city, it took only a blink of an eye to fly to the rebel formation!

The last crossbow arrow was tied with a rope at the end, and the man in black slid down the rope with a hook and killed the rebels' camp!

Like a black god flying down, this scene was shocking so many people were dumbfounded by the powerful murderous intent and momentum in the air. Finally, someone reacted and found the rope tied behind the crossbow arrow that fell heavily to the ground, and shouted loudly: "Cut the rope!"

Several bright knives were chopped toward the rope tightly tied at the tail of the crossbow arrow at the same time!

Mr. Qin's pupils were slightly cold. Looking at the black shadow rushing at Qi's speed, the pain and anger in his heart burst out again, and his body shook. The eldest prince's courageous assault, the man in black fell from the sky, inevitably made him distract himself, especially the previous tragic death of his only son, which finally made this powerful figure reveal a gap in his mind.

Just as Mr. Qin's heart was trembling slightly, a sword light lit up at the corners of his eyes.

The sword light did not cut towards the rope at the crossbow tail.

Instead, he cut at Mr. Qin's body!

A muffled sound broke out in the rebel camp. Gong Dian's armor was clattered with the clanging sound of the true energy in his body. The powerful true energy made him open his hair and beard. He held the straight knife in his hand tightly and slashed at Old Master Qin's neck!

This sword contained Gong Dian's entire body's skills and the peak strength of the Eight-Spirit peaks. All of them broke out in this sword that had been waiting for for several years!

A hint of anger and disbelief flashed in Mr. Qin's pupils, a flushed look on his face, and his hand tightly clamped Gong Dian's barbaric knife!

Blood dripped from Mr. Qin's tiger's mouth, facing this extremely sinister assassination, the number one veteran of the Qing army, the strong man at the ninth rank, still shook as if he saw Fan Xian falling from the sky.

Just a slight tremble, the flushing color on Mr. Qin's face suddenly turned pale, but Gong Dian's long sword could no longer hold it.

However, there was another person who took action at the same time as Gong Dian, a very heavy person and a very powerful person.

Ye Chong made a heavy move. The heavy seemed to carry the wind and sand in the desert in Dingzhou, and with some kind of intention, and resolutely, ruthlessly tore the body of a rebel general between him and Mr. Qin and hit Mr. Qin's waist and abdomen.

Ye Chong and Gong Dian both attacked Mr. Qin at the same time!

This scene happened too suddenly, too weird, too unbelievable. Even Mr. Qin did not understand what the meaning contained therein. The close-fitting general of the family had already escorted the prince to the side palace, but the eight generals around him could not react at all!

After this huge muffled sound, dust and smoke burst into the rebel camp. The dust and smoke fell slightly, and the three war horses under the three seats were shocked by the powerful true energy. They didn't even have time to make a whine, and they exploded and died!

Old Master Qin spurted out blood, and a terrifying wound appeared on his waist and abdomen. The hand he was exploring quickly like a dry bamboo was already strangling Ye Chong's wrist holding the knife!

Ye Chong lowered his head, his eyebrows were as steady as a mountain. The true energy in his body rushed over like a huge wave without hesitation. He groaned with a heavy waist and stepped forward. He took another step!

Old Master Qin's body trembled again, and a huge force erupted from his old body. He bounced his left elbow and held Gong Dian's steel knife in his hand, and the tip of his elbow had already hit Gong Dian's chest hard.

Gong Dian spitted out blood mist in the sky with a puff, but he shouted with the force of blood spraying and suppressed his whole body to death. The blade pressed down, making Old Master Qin's left hand pressed against his neck, making a squeaking and terrifying sound.

All this happened in a very short time. Ye Chong knew that he had only one chance. With his heavy temperament as a mountain, he would never miss it. He took a deep breath, his chest surged, his left hand flapped, and he quickly turned into a iron plate, breaking away from the extremely powerful restraint of Mr. Qin.

The left hand turned into an iron plate, and with the force of a large slashing coffin, it hit the wounds of the chest and abdomen that had already been bleed through blood.

The Ye family’s kung fu is the best in the world!

The powerful impact force drove the three top masters of the Qingguo military to retreat on the stone floor, shattering the ground all the way, shaking smoke and dust.

At this time, the rope behind the crossbow tail had been cut off, and Fan Xian, dressed in black, fell from mid-air. However, he did not fall into the siege of the rebels, but instead clicked on the rebels' helmet on his toes, and stabbed the rebels' camp like a light smoke!

At that time, Ye Zhong's big scalping coffin was hitting the wound between Mr. Qin's waist and abdomen.

Fan Xian shrank into a black shadow, then spread out again, and shiny, pulled out the sword of the Emperor of Wei tied behind his back with his left hand, and took out the black dagger from Ning Cairen from his boot with his right hand. One sword and the other dagger turned into a ray of black smoke, and passed by the eight Qin family generals in the middle camp of the rebel army.

Several hissing sounds were heard, five families were killed by throat cut, and three families were injured and retreated.

Although he only met, Fan Xian had already shown his strongest strength since his rebirth!

Like a giant bird who flew into the forest, he threw himself into the three people fighting like wild animals.
To be continued...