Golden Age Of Phoenix: Tyrant’s First Class Virtuous Imperial Concubine

"emperor!"

Seeing the red light flashing in the heavy black clouds above his head, and the muffled thunder like tigers roaring from a distance, Nan Yan was overwhelmed with surprise, and he grasped the reins with both hands to restrain the seat. The warhorse, whose head was swayed constantly by the thunder, its nose rang and messy footsteps, rejoiced to Zhu Feng: "It's going to rain, it's going to rain!"

Zhu Feng's expression was quite calm.

He raised his head and looked at the sky above his head gradually thunder and lightning. For some reason, his expression became a bit heavy under the light of the electric light.

After a while, he said, "Uncle, it's done!"

Nan Yan hadn't recovered yet, she only said joyfully: "Yes! It's done!"

Hearing her words, Zhu Feng's expression became even heavier. He moved his gaze from the shining electric light in the heavy clouds above his head to the battlefield not far ahead, still fighting, and said: "But here, we haven't succeeded yet. ."

Upon hearing what he said, Nan Yan's heart also shook.

Yes.

At this time there was lightning and thunder, I believe the rain will come down soon.

And although the army on Ajislan's side has already revealed its defeat, it has not been completely defeated by them. In this way, it will at least fight for a while.

However, Zhu Feng's plan was to flood Baihu City.

If the army had not been defeated by them and had not returned to White Tiger City, the water from the Boundary River would only flood an empty city. All their previous preparations, together with the **** battle tonight, would have been useless!

Thinking of this, Nan Yan was also anxious: "What should I do?"

Zhu Feng did not speak, but looked forward with a heavy gaze. Obviously, the people on the battlefield were also shocked by the sudden lightning and thunder. After all, this is the arid and barren northwest. It is usually a rare event in a year. The rain, let alone this tonight, seemed to know that it was a heavy rain that was rare in a century. Even some soldiers who had been fighting hard stopped fighting and looked up at the sky.

Although Zhu Feng was here praying for the arrival of this rain, most of the soldiers did not know this at all.

They guarded the northwest for so long, only knowing that it is rare to see a drop of rain here all year round. At this time, there was sudden lightning and thunder, and everyone felt a little uneasy, thinking that it was an ominous sign from heaven.

Shouldn't they fight this battle?

Just when everyone's mood was a little depressed, or even mentally depressed, suddenly, a violent roar came from the front.

Before everyone could react, they felt that a black figure suddenly rushed over. It was General Bayin of Suo Guo. This man was originally tall and rammed like an invincible chariot in the army. At this moment, he took advantage of everyone. When the lightning and thunder above his head were distracted, he rushed into the battlefield, and the long sword in his hand swept across with the sound of tiger wind.

Suddenly, there was a scream.

His arm strength was amazing. This sweep suddenly overturned several soldiers. One touch would cause death or injury. He was so scared that everyone around him dared not move forward. However, all the soldiers from behind him rushed up and killed them. The soldiers of Yan Nation forced to retreat.

Seeing that they have the upper hand again.

Chen Zixiao and Fang Buyuan both saw the situation here. The two looked at each other. Chen Zixiao nodded, and immediately rushed forward, and with a roar, both of his hands pointed at Bayin. .

Bayin was also taken aback, and hurriedly flashed sideways, the long lance picked up the armor of his shoulders and almost pierced his shoulders.

Bayin was furious, holding a long knife in his backhand and slashing hard at his body.

Hearing the sound of "dang", even though the long 槊 was made of stainless steel, it was slashed continuously, but it was shaken. Chen Zixiao's tiger's mouth shattered abruptly, and the long 槊 broke away and turned in the air. A few laps, all at once stuck to the ground.

His complexion changed drastically, without a weapon in his hand, he naturally did not dare to fall in love again, so he turned around and ran back.

As soon as Bayin saw that he was running, he immediately rode his horse to follow wherever he was willing.

Ulihan on the other side fought hard to repel the attack of another passerby. When he saw this side, he suddenly shouted: "General Bayin, don't—"

But before he finished speaking, Bayin had already rushed over and rushed directly into the battlefield of the Yan Nation army.

The long knife in his hand was raised high, reflecting a **** red light under the light of a flash of lightning that suddenly flashed above his head, and aimed at Chen Zixiao's back before slashing it over.

At this moment, suddenly, two men and horses shot out from both sides.

Bayin was anxious, and subconsciously grabbed the reins and strangled the horse, preparing for battle. However, the people on both sides did not immediately rush into it. Instead, they went behind him. Bayin hurriedly looked back, and the soldiers had already closed behind him.

At this moment, Chen Zixiao in front of him also suddenly turned his horse's head to come up with another passerby.

It was Fang Buyuan who had just pulled out Changlu from the ground and handed it back to him.

At this moment, Bayin was surrounded by himself.

He immediately understood that he was deceived by them pretending to be defeated in order to surround him in this way.

Bayin was also a little panicked in his heart, but he was after all a warrior who was second only to Temoor in the country.

The soldiers around were not ready to approach.

They just kept riding horses and spinning around him. Bayin had no way to move so many people around him quickly. Just when he saw someone in front of him trying to move his hands, when he waved a long knife to resist, a soldier behind him was fierce. Slashed at the horse he was sitting on.

Suddenly, a long, stern hiss sounded.

The war horse was stabbed in the thigh, and the front hoof was so painful that the man stood up and let out a neigh.

The neighing also alarmed the surrounding soldiers. Seeing Bayin fell into the enemy's formation, Ulihan immediately led his troops to rush up to rescue him. Although he did not deal with Bayin, it was very difficult for the general to be beheaded on the battlefield. For the sake of the overall situation, he can't ignore things that are ominous and affect the morale of the army.

However, the soldiers of Yan Nation had obviously also been instructed to immediately block the battlefield. Ulihan rushed and killed several times, but could not rush in.

On Bayin's side, his warhorse had already been taken several times.

Finally, the sturdy war horse couldn't hold it, and fell down, and Bayin staggered and rolled off the horse. He hurriedly swung his knife to resist, but the two soldiers in front had just been chopped over by him. Before he could return to defense, he heard a roar behind him.

Bayin hurriedly looked back.

A silver light flashed in front of him, and it was Chen Zixiao's long face that pierced into his shoulder. It was the place where the armor was just picked up.

"what--!"