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

He spoke, crying: "I'm fighting you!"

After speaking, he stretched out his hand and tore Ajislan's shoulder and arm forcefully.

But he had been tortured all day, exhausted his energy a long time ago, and now being pinched by Ajislan's neck, it was difficult for him to even breathe, and the strength of fighting couldn't shake the opponent at all.

Ajislan pinched him with more and more strength, and even lifted him higher and higher, like a loot raised high, for everyone to see.

Soon, the soldiers fighting on the battlefield saw this scene.

The soldiers of Yan State stayed immediately.

Many of them also faintly heard that before the war, the King of Han Zhu Chengjun had disappeared, but it was beyond their control. They just managed to kill the enemy on the battlefield, but they did not expect to see the King of Han appear suddenly, and it was The other's hands.

Their hearts trembled, and their hands immediately lost three points of strength.

And the soldiers of Lao Guo were still a little bit overwhelmed when they saw this scene. I don’t know why King Nanli took a child he caught today to the battlefield. When he was wondering, Ulihan had already encouraged his men to shout— —

"This is the prince of Yan Country!"

"The prince of Yan Kingdom has fallen into our hands!"

"Let your emperor surrender, otherwise, we will cut him off!"

Upon hearing this, each of these soldiers was almost ecstatic.

They played all night, and at this time they were exhausted. They almost believed that they were going to lose today, but they didn't expect that such a big change suddenly occurred. The prince of Yan Kingdom was in their hands. Does the emperor of the country dare to fight them again?

If you don't take advantage of this time to counterattack, what are you waiting for?

Ulihan's movements were very fast. When everyone on the battlefield saw this scene and there was a moment of sluggishness, he immediately raised the blood-stained long knife, and once again slapped his horse into the battlefield. Yelling: "Their prince is in our hands. They dare not move, kill!"

This sound was not only for the soldiers of Lai, but also for the soldiers of Yan.

Even if there are some who have not recognized the Palace of the Han King, when they see a young child being brought to the battlefield by the opponent and hung in front of them like execution, everyone is a little frightened. That is the prince, naturally more restrained. Who doesn’t know that His Royal Highness Han is the emperor’s favorite young son. If they move and annoy the other party and really kill the Han King, then the emperor will not settle accounts with them, even if he has ten heads. Not enough to chop.

In this way, they really dare not move.

Immediately, the evil spirits that had been overwhelming the soldiers of the Yan Kingdom disappeared.

The momentum on the battlefield is sometimes even more important than the number and tactics. When the momentum on this side is weak, the arrogance on the other side immediately rises, especially when I heard that the most important prince of the other party has fallen into their hands. There is a reason not to take the opportunity to attack. The soldiers of the country were all agitated, one by one, as if they had come back to life again, brandishing their swords and rushing back.

"Kill!"

Once the Yan Nation soldier's momentum became weak, he naturally did not dare to stand up to his front, and it was impossible to stay on the battlefield and be beaten, so he could only retreat.

This retreat, the momentum is even worse.

Soon, their previous offensive position was completely reversed. Under the leadership of Ulihan, the soldiers of the country charged all the way and directly chopped off all the soldiers of the Yan Kingdom at the forefront of the battlefield. In this way, the Yan Kingdom behind The soldiers were even more frightened, not to mention saving people, even unable to fight.

At this moment, a terrifying roar suddenly broke out at the end of the battle!

Nan Yan turned his head and saw that Zhu Feng suddenly rode his horse and rushed directly towards the battlefield.

"emperor!"

This time, she reacted quickly. Originally, Zhu Feng could not really ignore his son, but he wanted to see Ajslan’s bottom line; but unexpectedly, Ajslan had really torn his skin. Even if he attacked a child on the battlefield, he couldn’t just sit back and wait, and morale would be low. Don’t say that the child can’t be saved if he continues like this. If he loses this battle, even their safety is not guaranteed. So at this time, Zhu Feng is going to do it himself!

But how does this work? !

Nan Yan is not stupid no matter how much he cares about his children. It is one thing to catch Zhu Chengjun, but as an emperor, Zhu Feng rushes into thousands of horses alone, that is another thing!

In the unlikely event that something goes wrong with him, let alone whether Zhu Chengjun can be rescued, the entire Yan Nation's sky will collapse!

"Don't the emperor!"

She yelled, even reaching out to grab Zhu Feng.

But the horse that Zhu Feng sat on was also a sweaty BMW. Once he ran like an arrow from the string, Nan Yan’s hand only had time to touch his sleeve in the air, and he felt a pain in his fingertips. The sleeve was rolled in the wind, and Zhu Feng had already rushed into the circle of war.

When the people in Ulihan saw this situation, they were terribly surprised.

This is the moment waiting.

Arislan brought Zhu Chengjun to the battlefield in order to frighten the Yan Kingdom emperor and blow their morale, but he did not expect that the Yan Kingdom emperor would actually go into the battle himself. This would be better than a blow to morale. Can kill the emperor in one fell swoop-

This is simply God helping them!

Thinking about this, Ulihan's original calmness and self-control disappeared without a trace. At this moment, there was only the ecstasy brought by the blood rush. He immediately summoned his soldiers and pointed at Zhu Feng in front of him: "Come on!"

Nan Yan was shocked to see this scene, and shouted loudly: "The emperor!"

However, her voice was completely engulfed by the roar on the battlefield. Zhu Feng seemed to have heard nothing. A man riding a horse like a flash of lightning, before the people around him, directly rushed into the battle ring of the soldiers of the country. , Rushing straight up like tearing the whole game.

Soon, he and Ulihan will be tit-for-tat.

However, he didn't even have a weapon in his hand.

Ulihan took a fancy to this point and rushed to the forefront. The long knife in his hand was shining with a sharp cold light and pointed directly at Zhu Feng's chest.

Chen Zixiao on the other side also saw this scene, but, too far away, even if it was too late to rush to protect the emperor at this time, he suddenly raised his hand and shouted at Zhu Feng: "The emperor!"

Chang Li in his hand threw out forcefully.

That long 槊 also turned into a flash of lightning in the air, pointing directly at Zhu Feng, and Zhu Feng took the lead without raising his head. He only raised his hand, and the heavy, roaring long 槊 was firmly connected to him. Hands.

Ulihan was taken aback--

Oops!

However, before he had time to react, the horses on both sides had rushed together, and the long 槊 in Zhu Feng's hand plunged heavily into his chest, while Zhu Feng himself was on one side, and Ulihan's long knife was rubbing him. His chest slid over.

Immediately, Ulihan himself was pushed abruptly by the long lick.

"what!"

He screamed, blood spurted out, and sprinkled directly on the heads of the soldiers who rushed up with him. These people were stunned by Zhu Feng's godlike body, and originally wanted to besiege him. At this moment All the hands and feet were soft, and one even fell directly from the horse.

Zhu Feng danced a long way, followed the dumplings to the pot, and instantly overturned several warriors.

At this moment, the soldiers of Yan Nation were also shocked.

No one thought that the emperor would commit suicide and enter the battlefield!

Of course, they have long heard of the heroic appearance of the emperor. It was under his guard that Peking had been stable for so many years, so that the soldiers of the country had no chance to go south and plunder. His image in the army, even if No one has seen it, and has heard of it. It is like a **** descending to the earth.

Now, seeing him riding Juechen into the circle like a bolt of lightning, everyone was amazed, and an inexplicable force surged in their hearts.

Even the emperor dared to enter the battle and kill the enemy like this.

His Majesty the Emperor is the Son of Heaven, with the blessing of heaven, why not worry about defeating the enemy if you follow him?

Thinking about this, the soldiers of the Yan Kingdom who had been retreating steadily cheered up again, and some closer rushed directly behind the emperor, protecting him, and following him towards Ajislan.

At this moment, Ajislan was also taken aback.

He really wanted to use Zhu Chengjun to irritate Zhu Feng. Of course, he also knew Zhu Feng’s skill. The two played against Zhu Feng more than once in the past. He had never sought advantage from Zhu Feng, but what he didn’t expect was that he became The emperor had been so brave for so many years, and he was not shy about going into battle to kill the enemy.

Seeing that he throws away the long scorpion in which Ulihan's corpse is inserted, and leads the army behind him to rush over, Ajislan is also a little confused.

But then, there was another smirk on his face.

This is what he wants.

With Zhu Feng's son, he was furious, and he lost his senses and rushed over. There are so many people here, afraid that he can't be dealt with?

Thinking of this, he was about to laugh out loud.

And at this moment, Zhu Chengjun, who was about to suffocate, was hung in the air by him and reluctantly turned his head. He was surprised and happy when he saw his father rushing over, but when he saw the expression on Ajislan's face Smiled, and immediately understood.

Can't let his tricks succeed!

Thinking of this, his mind suddenly flashed, struggling again with his hands and feet, tearing his shoulders and arms vigorously.

Ajislan had been beaten by him once before. To him, the strength of the child was nothing more than a worm shaking a tree. He didn't even hide, just sneered like this, carried Zhu Chengjun, and swayed towards Zhu Feng. Two clicks.

At this moment, Zhu Chengjun suddenly punched him in the chest.

His little strength is naturally useless.

Ajislan was about to laugh. Suddenly, he felt a deep chill in his heart, and then pierced into his bone marrow. His whole body trembled, his face changed suddenly, and he looked down at Zhu Chengjun and pressed him on his chest. The little fist before.

Zhu Chengjun's hand seemed to be holding something.