heart pole

The [-] officers and soldiers chasing the Turkic-Khitan armed with Mo Dao and Xuantie large shield made of fine iron from the Yan family, were well-trained and experienced.But no one expected that such an elite army would slash at his robes with a knife. In just a few breaths, hundreds of soldiers were hesitantly hacked and killed by their teammates who lost their minds!

"Don't hesitate, kill the rebels!" The general of the Eastern Route Army shouted loudly, but his voice was almost drowned in the noise of the rebel army.

One after another of the shining Mo knives was stained with blood, and one after another blood-stained shields were thrown on the ground. Anyone who could not bear the slightest bit of rebellion against his comrades in arms immediately turned into the soul of the rebel soldiers.

And above the Night Wolf Fort, compared to the chaotic soldiers in the city, there was a moment of peace here.

On the two tallest watchtowers in Night Wolf Castle, Ling Feng stood two people.

The man in black had a pair of blood eyes, a tall and stooped body, and held a long sword that was polished brightly.

The man in red, with bright eyes, elegant and quiet, stands facing the wind, holding a pure black sword in his hand.

The sun was shining, and the bright sword pointed at the man in red, "Those who oppose me will perish, those who follow me will perish, and those who stand in my way will perish!" After saying that, the polished long sword seemed to open its bloody mouth and roar The lion's fangs, the pitch-black figure and the silver-lighted sword's edge set off a hundred-foot gust of wind.

"Cheng Tianya." Ye Fengting was still wearing the dark blue coat with the red skirt, he drew the black long sword with his right hand and the scabbard with his left hand, his dark blue hair fluttered in the wind, and he was ready for battle.

The silver sword edge suddenly pierced out sword energy, the sword energy was as thin as a silver needle, but also as sharp as a silver needle, the sword energy transformed into dozens of silver threads, almost surrounding Ye Fengting.

"Sword, slash." Cheng Tianya's sword was as powerful as a rainbow, and he achieved a cover-up attack without dead ends with only sword energy, making it impossible for Ye Fengting to retreat and defense.

The name of this seemingly ordinary move is actually the skill that Cheng Tianya became famous for. A few years ago in the battle of Guazhou, Cheng Tianya led three hundred warriors from Yanjia to fight against tens of thousands of Tubo cavalry, and buried a hundred of his vanguard cavalry with one move, deterring the Tubo army. .

Seeing this, Ling Jiu, who was standing under the watchtower, raised his red sleeves and showed a sneer.

"Unfortunately, your opponent is the wind." Ye Fengting suddenly moved, the black long sword was like lightning in the dark night, and the red and blue figure instantly dissipated in the wind, "Boom!" The watchtower was wiped out, and his figure fell to the ground, neither sad nor happy, his eyes were still scarlet.

After half a breath, Ye Fengting appeared behind Cheng Tianya. He closed his eyes and put the black sword back into the scabbard with his right hand.An inch of hair on his left cheek was cut off, and a bloodstain appeared on his cheek. "As expected of you, this terrifying attack can even capture the wind."

"Ha, Lord Ye, who overwhelms the leader of the martial arts alliance, so you are nothing more than that." The woman in red applauded from the side, seemingly quite satisfied with this good show.

"Really." Ye Fengting still closed his eyes, his tone was flat, and he raised his hand to touch the wound on his face.

I saw the right hand of the woman in red suddenly twitched. She was surprised and quickly pressed her right arm, with a look of astonishment on her face, "You! So this is your purpose!"

Cheng Tianya behind Ye Fengting was like a puppet whose puppet string was broken, and he fell to the ground at once. The moment he landed, the red light in his eyes faded, and he raised his palm, "Boom!" A tall black figure stood proudly amidst the smoke and dust.

"Hahahahahaha." Cheng Tianya let out a wild laugh, "You are dead."

"It's just a puppet without principles, and it's still stubborn." Seeing this, the woman in red smiled charmingly, and exerted strength with her right hand again.Ye Fengting's ears perked up, and he felt a faint vibration in the air.

"A mediocre person is a mediocre person." The corner of Cheng Tianya's mouth twitched. In front of him, the long sword was not even stained with a speck of dust. The bright sunlight hit the sword, reflecting several dazzling glares. .

Under the glare of light, hundreds of silk threads gradually revealed their original shape.

"Shua!" Cheng Tianya waved his left palm, cutting all the threads.

"Huh?" Ye Fengting turned around with his eyes open, and found that the rebel army was still fighting, and the rebels were still red-eyed, and they didn't stop at all.

"Then who is the mediocre?" The woman in red hooked her lips into a smirk, "Do you think that only threads can control people? Once the bloodthirsty heart is lured out, there is no way to stop it..."

"Boom!" Cheng Tianya didn't want to hear her rambling, so he slapped out with his left palm, and the instant burst of sword energy shattered the place where the red-clothed woman had just landed, and the ground sank three or four inches hard.

The woman's voice came from all directions again, but she was nowhere to be seen, "Don't take a step forward, this is a faithful warning."

Ye Fengting drew his sword, and the red clothes and black sword penetrated the battlefield of the Yuechao army at an extremely fast speed, and quickly drew a red and black cross. The black sword wind swept up the strange hands of hundreds of rebels like a tornado. All the knives fell to the ground at that moment.

Ye Fengting withdrew his sword and didn't say a word. "Clang clang clang clang..." The sound of weapons falling to the ground could be heard endlessly.

"Annoying." He didn't see a single Turkic soldier or Khitan soldier, but he had already suffered heavy losses. This kind of situation is unacceptable to Cheng Tianya.He took out a black brocade pouch from his bosom, and took out a piece of silk from it, on which was written:

"Tianya, you must have encountered trouble. I guess, you have suffered a big loss and don't know how to fight back. Here are three strategies:

The worst policy: capture the thief and capture the king.With your ability, it shouldn't be a problem to clean up their lair.

Medium strategy: more complicated, you open the kit from the inside to see. (Seeing this, Cheng Tianya immediately opened the kit, only to find that it was densely written with the deployment of the entire crusade army in terms of diplomacy, formation, weapons, terrain, etc. Cheng Tianya glanced at it a few times, his face He showed a strange expression, so he looked at the best policy on the silk again, only to find that the best policy says...)

Best policy: Give this to Ye Fengting and let him come. "

Ye Fengting obviously noticed his strange expression, as soon as Ruya's eyes touched him, Cheng Tianya snorted coldly with disdain, stuffed the kit into his arms, and left with his hands.

Ye Fengting was stunned for a moment, first saw the best policy written on the silk, and had a dumbfounding expression.But when he carefully read the strategies in the kit, his eyes seemed to rippling, and the corner of his mouth curled up into a meaningful smile, "It's exactly what I thought, but it's the same goal by different routes."

"Brother Tianya, wait." Ye Fengting called to stop Cheng Tianya, who hadn't gone far.

"What else?" He asked impatiently in a disdainful tone.

"This kit is useless." Ye Fengting tossed it, and the black kit landed firmly in Cheng Tianya's palm.

"What do you mean?" Cheng Tianya frowned.

"Ye thinks this strategy is very good, so there is Brother Lao Tianya." Ye Fengting smiled politely.

"Tch." Cheng Tianya showed a bored look, "He said I'll leave it to you."

"That's right, so Ye is here to complete the layout, and this kind of trivial matter, let Brother Tianya do it for you." Ye Fengting's smile deepened.

"Hmph." Cheng Tianya casually threw the kit into the air, raised his left palm, and the wind of his palm shattered the kit into pieces in an instant. "You can figure it out."

"Hey." Ye Fengting sighed and rubbed his forehead in distress.

A member of Jiangyuelou climbed over the remnant wall and landed in front of Ye Fengting, "Lord, there are Turkic camps stationed for dozens of miles away, and we are surrounded."

Ye Fengting wasn't surprised at all, and said in a calm tone, "Really."

On a high slope of White Wolf Mountain, facing the strong wind between the hillsides, Ling Jiu stood still, letting the wind blow over the hem of her red clothes, and the Yelang Castle was hundreds of meters below her feet.

Suddenly the wind direction changed, and Ye Fengting stood quietly behind her.

"Here we come." Ling Jiumei smiled.

"The one who should come will always come. Turkic has a general like you, and it's no wonder that Ye Mou will be impressed." Ye Fengting held the black sword and responded calmly.

"The new landlord Jiangyue, are you here to kill me?" Ling Jiu turned and looked at him.

"No." Ye Fengting said flatly, "Your army is about to withdraw from White Wolf Mountain."

"Oh? As far as I know, the number of Tang troops mobilized this time is only [-]. Why should I withdraw the troops?" Ling Jiu showed a sneer.

"Just now your ambush was like rain of arrows, and the momentum was huge, but according to my estimation, there were no more than 300 people at most." Ye Fengting said, staring into Ling Jiu's eyes.

"It's just a vanguard force, so it's worth Ye Zhu's worries?" Ling Jiu showed disapproval.

Ye Fengting smiled, "The arrow feathers are light and short, the sound of the strings is sparse and rapid, and they retreat quickly. Obviously these are Khitan light bow cavalry. In short, these are Khitan herdsmen, just miscellaneous soldiers. It is conceivable that you have already I knew that this round of ambush was not very useful."

"Lord Ye has good eyes." Ling Jiu responded indifferently with a calm expression.

"According to Ye, there is only one way for the Turks to get a bargain at White Wolf Mountain." Ye Fengting turned the black sword and leaned back with his backhand.

"Oh? I would like to hear the details." Ling Jiu narrowed his eyes.

Ye Fengting walked to the edge of the steep slope, turned around and said only four words, "Draw the bottom of the pot."

"Oh my goodness." Ling Jiu smiled charmingly, three parts appreciative and seven parts coquettish. "Lord Ye really touched his heart."

"Heh." Ye Fengting chuckled, "As long as you let the Turkic army stationed outside White Wolf Mountain divide their way, cut off our army's rear and attack our main camp, our army will be completely wiped out."

"Since you judge that our Turkic army is on your flank, how can you do nothing?" Ling Jiu confronted.

Ye Fengting changed the subject, "I have written a letter to inform Yan's family that the third lady will bring Jiangzhou officers and troops to rescue the siege soon."

Ling Jiu was a little nervous just now, but now he suddenly laughed, "Hey, are you only at this level after all?"

Ye Fengting also smiled back, "In your game, I only need this level." Holding the sword in his arms, he said quietly: "And in my game, you only have this level."

Ling Jiu's eyes turned cold, "What do you mean?"

Ye Fengting glanced at her, and walked down the mountain, "You can wipe out our army, but you didn't do it. It can be seen that the people surrounding our army are just suspicious soldiers. Then, draw from the bottom of the cauldron, this cauldron is not mine, not mine It is not the military, but the important place of the imperial court."

Ling Jiu suddenly spoke aggressively, "You want to stop me?"

Ye Fengting didn't stop, but just raised his hands, "What do you think?"