After getting away from the opponent, Gong Yunshan immediately ran towards Nanyang City.

The situation is not right!

The vigilant Gong Yunshan immediately thought of getting away and finding out the situation.

The two chased and fled, and arrived at the gate of Nanyang City in the blink of an eye.

"Mao Jiang! Help me!"

he shouted.

On the top of the city gate, Mao Jiang looked down at Gong Yunshan with a sneer on his lips.

What a great day today!

Every prey looked so stupid that he couldn't help getting a little excited.

Although he thought so in his heart, he still asked loudly: "Who are you, and why are you here?"

He was asking Mahuraka.

At the same time, he took the halberd from the hand of the guard next to him, the crescent-like side blade shone with a cold light, and a chilling aura bloomed from his body.

The next moment, he jumped down from the tower like a bird.

The halberd in his hand chopped down with an icy aura.

Seeing this, Gong Yunshan couldn't help being surprised.

He knew that Mao Jiang was an innate warrior, but Mao Jiang's performance in front of him seemed to be no ordinary innate warrior. This icy mood had already shown that Mao Jiang was also an innate warrior who had comprehended the "meaning" at the lowest level.

But soon he let go of this surprise. The stronger Mao Jiang's strength in the immediate situation seemed to be more beneficial to him.

But as he thought about it, the crescent-shaped side blade turned suddenly and flew towards him in the air.

Gong Yunshan was stunned for a while, until now he never thought that Mao Jiang wanted to kill him.

Just when he was in a daze, the sharp side blade slashed across his shoulder, tearing off the flesh.

"what!"

Gong Yunshan screamed.

"you!"

He looked at Mao Jiang in horror.

Mao Jiang grinned, his eyes were more ferocious and happy, even ferocious.

"Hahaha~~"

He smiled maniacally.

At this moment, he seemed to have fallen into madness.

The joy of success made it hard for him to hold back.

Three years later and three years later, three years later and three years later, he has endured for more than ten years.

At this time, he just wanted to release the pressure and pain he had endured for more than ten years.

He never forgot that cold night, Li Huang called him to the study, and confided his heart in the dim candlelight.

Since that day, he has never had a good night's sleep. Day and night, all he thinks about is how to hide himself and how to gain the trust of certain people.

His son died under the knife of the barbarians, and he could not avenge his son.

He formed cliques in the three southwestern states for personal gain, and he bears the infamy of countless people.

He kept his family members anonymous and hadn't seen each other for more than ten years. Even when his wife passed away, he didn't go to see her.

Recalling all the past, his expression became more and more crazy.

"Hahaha~~ everything is over!"

The long halberd pierced out with a resolute sharpness, directly piercing Gong Yunshan's chest.

"You don't understand, you don't understand!"

"Gong Yunshan, you should have died a long time ago!"

He looked at Gong Yunshan ferociously, and pushed the halberd forward vigorously.

Gong Yunshan looked at him dully.

He really doesn't understand!

He didn't understand why Mao Jiang went crazy, why did he want to kill him?

Although he has been using Mao Jiang and has always known that Mao Jiang has a lot of dissatisfaction with him, he never thought that Mao Jiang actually wanted to kill him.

"why?"

He murmured weakly.

Mao Jiang didn't answer him, maybe Mao Jiang felt that it would be more relieved for him to die inexplicably.

The blood-red edge came out through his body, Mao Jiang still didn't let go of his hatred, and swung the long halberd in his hand violently.

Puchi.

The sharp blade directly sliced ​​through Gong Yunshan's chest, almost breaking Gong Yunshan in two.

Gong Yunshan is dead!

Very aggrieved and ignorant to die.

Mao Jiang looked at his broken body coldly, the halberd in his hand was covered with blood.

"You're over it!"

Mahuraka came to his side and said softly.

Mao Jiang's complexion moved slightly, and the madness could not help but subside a little.

"I've put up with him for too long!"

"Your patience was not in vain!"

Mahuraka looked up at the chaotic battlefield.

With their joining, the situation on the battlefield became even more chaotic.

Lan Yuehou, Li Wanshan, Jialouluo, and Asura fought in a melee. The Mingyue army fought desperately with the Yuezhou garrison army and the barbarian army.

"It's almost time to end. After solving these, Nanyang City will be yours from now on."

"Not only Nanyang City, but also the banks of the Nanyuan River, and thousands of miles of territory will be your territory!"

Mahulaka said lightly.

"Yeah, everything should be over!" Mao Jiang let out a long breath.

But the next moment, his eyes turned red again.

Madness and ferocity climbed onto his face again.

"It's over!"

Puchi!

The sharp halberd stabbed again, and he looked at Mahuraka beside him with a grin.

At the moment when the halberd stabbed, Mahuraka's heart trembled suddenly, and his figure jumped a few times, but he still did not escape Mao Jiang's sneak attack.

"You are crazy!"

The point of the halberd pierced his shoulder as a result of his dodging, and if he had been a little slower the point would have pierced his heart.

"It's your turn! I have tolerated you for a long time." Mao Jiang smiled ferociously.

Although the sneak attack was not successful, he was not disappointed at all.

This incomprehensible and horrifying pleasure made him even more insane.

Mahuraka pulled out the sharp blade, kept away from Mao Jiang, and looked at Mao Jiang with cold eyes.

Chapter 168 Confucian master, the strength of innate chess pieces

on the battlefield.

The gloomy sky shrouded the battlefield, and the heavy atmosphere weighed on everyone's hearts like a mountain.

On the ground, countless corpses were left behind, including soldiers of the barbarians, soldiers of the Yuezhou Guarding Army, and soldiers of the Mingyue Army. The corpses were scattered all over the place, and the dark red blood flow infected the land and gathered Chengxi.

However, the war did not stop. The fierce Mingyue army was still fighting fiercely in the barbarian army. Without Lan Yuehou's leadership, they still showed strong combat effectiveness, which was comparable to the barbarian army.

It's just that as the battle continued, their casualties became heavier and heavier.

The Mingyue Army is not invincible either. Although compared with the enemy, their casualty ratio is much smaller, but their number is too small, hundreds or thousands of people is a big loss for them.

On the hillside in the distance, Qin Wei looked at the chaotic battlefield and the crazy Mao Jiang with an extremely solemn expression.

This battle is very important to Dali. Once this battle fails, Yunzhou will fall into the hands of outsiders, and the entire three southwest states of Dali will fall into war.

Moreover, the Night Shadow Organization is also involved in this. If this force is not hurt, no one knows what they will do in Dali in the future.

"Your Highness!"

Shi Luan suddenly interrupted Qin Wei who was thinking.

"Hmm. What's the matter?" Qin Wei asked suspiciously.

Shi Luan pointed to the Nanyuan River in the south, Qin Wei looked at it, and suddenly a look of astonishment appeared on his face.

On the wide river surface, one after another tall building boats connected head to tail, coming one after another like a long dragon.

The captain was more than ten feet long, and the ship's side was covered with bed crossbows, each of which was as thick as an arm gleamed with a cold light.

There are hundreds of soldiers in leather armor and rattan hats on each ship.

"Is that the South China Sea Navy?" Qin Wei asked in surprise.

Dali has two naval divisions, one is the South China Sea Division, which is permanently stationed in Yuezhou, and the other is the East China Sea Division, which is permanently stationed in Jiangzhou.

Among them, the East China Sea Division will also enter the Qinghan River, which can go upstream and enter Tianzhou.

The South China Sea Navy is in charge of deterring the South China Sea Islands. Although Dali's influence cannot extend to the South China Sea Islands, Dali has been strengthening the South China Sea Navy's power all the time, with the purpose of demonstrating force to the South China Sea Islands.

Lan Yuehou had indeed mobilized the South China Sea Division before, but Qin Wei did not expect that Lan Yuehou would actually transfer the South China Sea Division here.

Just when Qin Wei was amazed, hundreds of large ships had already dropped their anchors in the Nanyuan River, and countless soldiers rowed towards the shore in these small boats.

"kill!"

The shouts of killing suddenly sounded, and tens of thousands of sailors and soldiers rushed ashore and launched an attack on the barbarian army from behind.

At the same time, the east gate of Nanyang City burst open.

"attack!"

Lu Ji led a cavalry force out of the city gate and went straight to the barbarian army.

There are Mingyue Army and Yuezhou Guarding Army in the north, the South Sea Navy in the south, and the frontier army of Nanyang City in the west. For a time, the barbarian army is facing enemies on three sides, except for the continuous mountains in the east.

Such a change surprised Li Wanshan, Ashura and Garuda who were fighting in the middle of the battlefield.

Seeing that the barbarian army had fallen into a three-sided siege, Li Wanshan's face changed drastically, and he didn't even care about entanglement with Asura, he turned around and ran towards the rear of the army.

And Asura and Garuda also found out that something was wrong.

at this time!

Rumble!

In the sky above the battlefield, there is an invisible gas gathering, vaguely, as if mixed with the turbid clouds.

"The crane crows in Jiugao, and the sound is heard in the sky. The fish live in the Zhu, or hide in the abyss. In the garden of Lebi, there are sandalwood trees, and there is a weigan under it. The stones on other mountains can be used to attack jade."

The resonant and mighty voice exploded in the sky, and Yan Zhen, wearing a loose Confucian shirt, came slowly from the sky.

Haoran rides the wind, and the Confucian shirts are hunting.

The high-pitched chanting sounded, resounding throughout the battlefield.

A majestic aura seemed to erupt from his thin body.

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