Rebirth of the Black-bellied Princess Mo

Shi Fuqiu climbed up the turret of the West City, and finally saw the leader of the army with his own eyes.

The imperial city was surrounded by air, how did he get out?

When did King Mo's army return to the dynasty from Yucheng?

Before Shi Fuqiu could figure out this question, he saw two other familiar figures appear behind Xiao Mubai.

Hou Ye and Huo Tianxiu!

Shi Fuqiu only felt that his head was as big as a fight, but he couldn't bear to think about it. Shi Jialiang and General Zhao had already fought head-to-head in the west and north, and Xiao Mubai immediately divided his troops towards the east and south, attacking the two gates .

Although Shi Fuqiu had already sent Cheng Zhaobing to divide the army to defend, but the current military spirit was loose and turned into quicksand.

Their enemies were General Zhao, Lord Hou, Admiral Huo and His Royal Highness King Mo.

These four people picked out one of them at random, and Xiao Guo had to tremble three times, not to mention that they were gathered together now.

If the people around here don't know, they can gather a few of them together, thinking that they are going to fight a big battle to dominate the world.

They are just the garrison of the eight cities, how can they resist these people.

"Tang Feng! You turned out to be a rebel!" Huo Tianxiu looked up and saw Tang Feng, the deputy lieutenant of Jianfumen, appeared in a group of guards, and immediately scolded Tang Feng. After falling back two steps, he didn't dare to make a sound or look at him with his back against the city wall.

"Look at what you can do!" Shi Fuqiu cursed after him.

But after he finished scolding, he found that the garrison was really equipped with excellent equipment, but it collapsed at the touch of a button.

In the past, it seemed like it was all based on the overwhelming advantage in numbers.

Right now, facing His Royal Highness King Mo, Hou Ye, and Huo Tianxiu, he was simply defeated.

On the other hand, Huo Tianxiu and Xiao Mubai, who were on the opposite side, divided their troops and attacked the two city gates in the southeast in person. With all the momentum, Tang Feng stumbled to Shi Fuqiu and persuaded: "General Shi, seeing that the city gates are about to be broken, let's Get out!"

Shi Fuqiu scolded loudly, "You idiot!"

Seeing that he ignored him, Tang Feng went down the tower alone and ran to a safe place to the north.

Although Cheng Zhaobing was invincible in his horse riding skills, his martial arts skills in fighting alone were not as good as Huo Tianxiu's.

In an instant, King Mo's army has gradually climbed up the city tower following the momentum of Huo Tianxiu and Xiao Mubai's lead to attack the city.

Shi Fuqiu drew his knife and was about to step forward, but a masked man fell beside him, and as he let out a whistle and arrow, he said to Shi Fuqiu: "Let's retreat, the army will not be able to defend the city, if the city breaks us The loss of soldiers will only be more."

The masked man took a deep look at Xiao Mubai, then pulled Shi Fuqiu out of the city.

When the rebels defended the city, they had to live and die, but when they abandoned the city and exited, they were happy.

Seeing this scene, Shi Fuqiu had to admit in his heart that what the masked man said was true.

Xiao Mubai, who was attacking the Nancheng Gate, saw the masked man with no expression on his face, but Xiao Mubai, who was standing shoulder to shoulder with Xia Chu, frowned slightly when the man appeared.

The rebels withdrew from the southeast, and the Shi family in the north city retreated from Chang'an one after another, and the Mo king's army was no longer able to stop it and marched straight in to capture Chang'an.

Chang'an is still there, and the people are safe.

Inside and outside the imperial city weeping with joy, the people opened their doors and greeted each other, cheering and salute along the way.

The faces of the soldiers who entered the city were engraved with traces of battle, but the cheers in Chang'an City were deafening.

The names of General Zhao, His Royal Highness King Mo, and Admiral Huo resounded in the sky for a long time.

At this moment, spring blossoms, and they finally return triumphantly.

Shi Jialiang had no choice but to retreat with the Zhao family's army Ming Jin because he was cooperating with the garrison army to prevent the pursuit of King Mo's army.

Old General Zhao did not pursue him either, he turned around with a single order, and followed the troops of King Mo's army into the city one after another.

Chang'an has gone through many ups and downs, finally seeing the light again, and the cheers are endless.

The Shi family army outside the city retreated to Shili Pavilion again and temporarily stationed, Xiao Yanjun and Li Fei retreated from Shi Mansion, and their faces were extremely ugly.

Why, every time the **** is about to hit the dragon chair, there are always impossible variables!

Shi Fuqiu, who was brought to Concubine Li's side by the masked man, had the same expression as Xiao Yanjun's. They were also dark and dark. At this moment, he still couldn't understand, where did King Mo's army come from, and Xiao Mubai was again? How to get out of the city?

"That person is not His Royal Highness King Mo." The masked man suddenly said to Concubine Li.

Concubine Li's face was startled, and then she showed a sudden look.

Seeing Concubine Li's clear expression, Shi Fuqiu couldn't help but question: "That person is clearly Xiao Mubai."

Concubine Li frowned and sneered: "Qiao San Gongzi."

Shi Fuqiu immediately understood that the third son of Qiao, who had been in Bieyuan in the suburbs of Beijing, pretended to be Xiao Mubai!

Since Xiao Mubai entered the palace, he has disappeared without a trace. These days of siege battles have long forgotten him.

Who would have thought that he would do it again, this time pretending that Xiao Mubai would lead the army of King Mo to return to Beijing.

When Shi Fuqiu thought of this, he was stunned again. It could be the third son of Qiao who pretended to be, but what about King Mo's army? That's a real soldier...

"Where did King Mo's army come from?" Shi Fuqiu looked at Concubine Li.

Concubine Li lowered her eyelids this time, and her tone showed a hint of confusion: "Bengong is also very strange. It is impossible for Xiao Mubai to privately adjust the army and return to Beijing."

Shi Fuqiu sighed dejectedly when he heard her words, knowing that this little sister who turned her hands into clouds and covered her hands into rain finally had a mystery that she couldn't understand.

These days, she has devised a strategy, and even if the Zhao family's army returns to help, she has never been at a disadvantage.

Last time, she deliberately quit Chang'an because she wanted to play the trick of siege and kill them.

But now, it is different.

This time, they were, had to withdraw from Chang'an.

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On the pavilion of Yongxin Palace, Xia Chu was so excited by his glance at him for ten thousand years. He didn't react until he was stunned for a long time, and exclaimed: "The one who hit the west is the former third son of Qiao?"

Xiao Mubai remained silent and nodded lightly.

"That's why you need to hide?" Xia Chu immediately understood what it meant, 'Hide him, another miracle. ’

In this case, if Xiao Mubai appeared on the tower, those who knew the third son of Qiao must know that the one in the imperial city was the real master, and the one from the west was fake.

This is not good for the military.

On the other hand, Xiao Mubai hid it. Although he was amazed inside and outside the imperial city, he would only agree that he had supernatural powers and sneaked out of Chang'an unknowingly.

If the sky is about to come to the world, he will return with the soldiers of the sky.

At the moment just now, if Xiao Mubai was not standing by Xia Chu's side, I'm afraid Xia Chu's heart would have thought so.

What's more, the nominal third son of Qiao, after all, is from the Liang country. If you let others know that it is not Xiao Mubai, and the King Mo army is handed over to someone from another country, it will inevitably make Xiao Guoren feel uncomfortable, and will also in the future. Realize the population.

King Mo's army?

Xia Chu suddenly thought of this, and his eyes lit up again: "Where did this King Mo army come from?"