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Volume 2: The Suave Romance Chapter 709: Her Pride

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    Looking at the extremely chaotic battlefield, Fu Fu frowned. No one expected that things would develop to this point. With the sudden arrival of 20,000 Turkic cavalry, the originally good situation turned into a disaster.  There was nothing left, which even put the Qi army into a desperate situation. He raised his head and glanced at the ambush on the hillside. Fu Fu secretly thought in his heart that all hope may lie with them.

    But can they do it? Fu Fu doesn¡¯t have the slightest confidence in his heart.

    The Qi army originally had 50,000 soldiers, but by this time there were only less than 30,000 soldiers fighting, and they were exhausted and hungry. On the other hand, the enemy's reinforcements were fierce and powerful. There were 30,000 civilians on the hillside who had not received any military training.  Do they really have the courage to fight against the Turks who are fearless, cruel and murderous? How can they win?

    "Your Highness, the Turks now have reinforcements to help, their morale is like a rainbow, and there are many people. We are attacked from both sides and we may not be able to win. The only solution now is to break out." Fu Fu looked at Yang Lihua solemnly and said in a deep voice: "  As long as His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is alive, we will not be considered a failure in this battle, and we will have a good argument with the Turks in the future."

    At this critical moment, whether it is the heroic Yang Lihua or the resourceful and ruthless Wu Zhao, they are inevitably a little panicked. Only the veteran general Fu Fushang can remain calm and collected.

    Fu Fu's words made Wu Zhao smart, and he woke up from his daze in an instant. A frightening light burst out from his cold eyes, and he said in a deep voice: "What General Fu said is reasonable. Now we are attacked from both sides, and the enemy is coming again."  With a large number of people and strong morale, it is difficult for us to win. We must break out while Tambo Khan is dealing with rolling trees and falling rocks and is unable to encircle the reinforcements." As he said that, Wu Zhao turned to look at the remaining people beside him.  The man in black said in a tone that left no room for doubt: "Listen to my orders later and fight your way out at all costs to protect the safety of His Highness the Crown Prince."

    "Yes." These men in black are the most elite and loyal disciples of the Moon Worship Sect, and they still obey the orders of Wu Zhao, the leader of the Moon Worship Sect, unconditionally.

    Wu Zhao nodded slightly, then looked at Fu Fushi seriously and said: "General Fu, I and General Cheng will stop him, Bo Khan, and I will leave it to you, Your Highness."

    "No." Yang Lihua and Fu Fu said in unison. They looked at each other, and Fu Fucai said solemnly: "Master Wu is not a soldier of our Daqi. You cannot bear this separation. Besides, although you are smart and astute, your battle command is not  Without experience, the general was ordered to resist the Turks, and now he is doing his part even more."

    Yang Lihua was about to speak, but Wu Zhao interrupted her without hesitation and said resolutely: "General Fu, don't be arrogant. Shuozhou is still here, you can't die. It was my blind recklessness that put everyone in a desperate situation today. I should bear the responsibility."  Responsibility, break it off for everyone, Your Highness, don¡¯t hesitate any longer, do you want to see Da Qi fall into turmoil because of your death, giving Zhou and the Turks an opportunity to take advantage of it?"

    After finishing speaking, Wu Zhao did not wait for Fu Fu and Yang Lihua to retort, and shouted coldly: "Belonging to the Moon Worshiping Sect, quickly cut a bloody path to help His Royal Highness break out of the encirclement."

    "Yes." The men in black agreed, leaving three people to guard Yang Lihua's side. The others immediately drew their swords and rushed into the crowd, killing the Turkic cavalry behind the Qi army.

    Wu Zhao suddenly took off the mask on his face and smiled casually at Yang Lihua. When the latter was stunned and confused, he suddenly reached out and took off the silver mask on her face and put it on his own face. With a "clang", he pulled out the Zhanhun Zhanhun  Jian jumped into the crowd and rushed towards the Modao Army on the front line.

    "No," Yang Lihua's voice just came out, and Wu Zhao's figure had already appeared ten meters away, his back looking so decisive and firm.

    Wu Zhao was an extremely proud person. When she was defeated by Gao Xing, she still held a grudge in her heart. She even knew that she had feelings for Gao Xing in her heart and wanted to kill him. Just to maintain her deep-seated pride, she went north to Shuozhou for her sister.  , for herself and for Gao Xing, she wanted to prove herself to the world and Gao Xing, but God failed to do so. Now things are out of her control. How can she evade responsibility if she is so proud? Since everything is her own fault, she  I will try my best to make up for it, even if it means risking my own life.

    She wants to tell the world, tell him that she, Wu Zhao, can also be a warrior fearless of life and death.

    "Wu Zhao," Yang Lihua's voice was suppressed and trembling. She wanted to stop Wu Zhao but had no reason. Although she was not happy, it represented the identity of the prince at this moment. She could not make any mistakes and could only watch.  As more and more soldiers fell under the enemy's scimitars,

    "Don't let the sacrifice of the generals be in vain, retreat quickly." At this moment, a bloody Xiao Ling suddenly appeared like a ghost, and his harsh voice seemed to contain ice slag,

    "Your Highness, retreat." Fu Fu no longer hesitated and decisively gave the order to retreat. As the order was issued, the pressureThe Qi army in a corner suddenly had a target, frantically squeezing out the last of their strength and rushing towards the enemy.

    "No, Gao Xing wants to run away." He Bo Khan had been paying close attention to Gao Xing's movements. Seeing that he was not willing to run away, he immediately shouted loudly: "Don't let Gao Xing run away, kill him."

    "Brothers, the grandsons of the Turks are really rampant. They asked us to kill them today." A stern look flashed in Cheng Yaojin's eyes, and he opened his mouth and shouted: "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince treats me like brothers and sisters. The Crown Prince is in trouble today.  what should we do."

    ¡°We will defend the crown prince to the death, and let every drop of donated blood flow into the land of Daqi.¡± The remaining three thousand Modao Army suddenly roared,

    Cheng Yaojin¡¯s eyes glowed red, and he roared angrily: ¡°Mo Dao Army.¡±

    "When one man is at the gate, no one can open it. All attacks are invincible, and all battles are invincible."

    The hoarse roars of the three thousand people resounded through the sky like thunder, drowning out all the sounds. At the same time, a soaring and tragic heroism rose from the three thousand Modao Army, shocking everyone.  ,

    "Wolf smoke is rising, the mountains and rivers are looking north, the dragon flag is rolling, the horse is neighing, the sword energy is like frost"

    When the rough and familiar song sounded on this tragic battlefield, the blood of all the Qi troops was instantly ignited, and a vast and tragic heroism reverberated in everyone's hearts. In this desperate situation, everyone burst out with all their strength.  Fighting spirit, no fear of life and death, just for victory,

    If the Turks are not afraid of death because of their natural unruly wildness, then the Qi army at this time is a hero who is willing to die for his faith. Compared with the Turks' cavalry, the Qi army's counterattack is more crazy and fierce. Even with the Turks'  The ferocious man could not withstand such vigor for a moment,

    Yang Lihua's eyes were filled with tears, and his mood was even more agitated. However, he could only grit his teeth, hold the Chixiao sword and wave it with all his strength, trying his best to break out. As long as the prince is alive, all the sacrifices will be worth it.  If she breaks out of the siege as quickly as possible, the soldiers around her will die less.

    Wu Zhao did not cry, but the soul-cutting sword in her hand danced like the wind, splitting the air and letting out bursts of shrill wails, while the enemies opposite her were howling like ghosts and wolves. No one could be defeated by her in one move. In just a short period of time, they fell.  The Turks under her sword then approached a hundred people,

    Hebo Khan did not expect that the Qi army, which was already a turtle in the urn and at the end of its powerful crossbow, would suddenly burst out with such terrifying fighting power. In an instant, he killed the reinforcements and retreated steadily. However, the Qi army in front of him was as insurmountable as a chasm.  ,

    "Who is that? He is so powerful. Is he happy?"

    The silver mask on Wu Zhao's face was particularly conspicuous at this time, not to mention that she was killing everyone so much, how could Tabo Khan not pay attention to her? Although Tabo Khan had not seen her happy skills in person, he had heard about it.  In addition, the unique silver mask made him even more suspicious.

    There may be someone else who led the crowd to break through, and it is possible that the silver mask is just happy and wants to confuse himself.

    "No matter who you are, there is no way you can leave alive today." A stern look flashed in Tabo Khan's eyes, and he shouted coldly: "Come here, let me capture those Qi people." Suddenly there was someone beside Tabo Khan.  Dozens of warriors rushed out and rushed towards Wu Zhao with their swords drawn.

    "Smash it hard, fast, fast."

    Zhang Shunzhi's voice was almost hoarse, and his eyes were extremely red. He was ordered to lead 30,000 civilians to ambush on the hillside, but he did not notice the 20,000 enemy troops rushing out from the back of the valley. He wished he could knock down the entire mountain and kill him.  Bo Khan drowned out his words, but the civilians around him were shocked by the tragic fighting in the valley, so their movements slowed down a lot, and it was also very difficult to command.

    Yang Lihua swung her sword and knocked a Turkic cavalry to the ground. She was about to rush forward, but the Turkic cavalry was not dead. When Yang Lihua was not paying attention, she stabbed her waist with the knife. When Yang Lihua felt the heavy  It was too late when he tried to dodge the murderous intention. At this moment, a black shadow flashed past. Yang Lihua felt her body light up and couldn't help but take a step back. Then she saw the clear water-like sword light falling, and the sneak attack  The Turkic soldiers' heads suddenly disappeared.

    "Sister Yue," Yang Lihua looked at Lu Hanyue gratefully, and then she discovered a new wound on her arm. The bright red blood quickly dyed half of her sleeves red, and her beauty suddenly turned pale, and she exclaimed: "  Sister Yue, you are injured."

    "Take care of yourself and fight out." Lu Hanyue's eyes were as cold as ice, and he didn't pay attention to the strength on his arms. He whispered, and swung the long sword in his hand to kill back several Turkic cavalry who came up.

    In just half an hour, at a distance of only one thousand meters, more than 20,000 people fell in the valley, and the war became more and more fierce.

    With a crisp "click" sound, the Soul-Slaying Sword, which was full of gaps on the blade, was finally overwhelmed and shattered. Wu Zhao's heart suddenly sank, and the corner of his mouth couldn't help but curl up.Mo sadly said, "Am I going to be buried here today? I hope Yang Lihua can escape. Sister, I will never see you again"

    Various thoughts flashed through her mind, but Wu Zhao rushed into the Turks without fear, grabbed a scimitar and continued to kill. Although she was exhausted and scarred, she would never fall.  Because she is Wu Zhao, she has her pride,

    "I'm happy to be captured alive, but I'll kill you."

    As soon as the voice of Bo Khan fell, a loud and earth-shattering shout suddenly came from the distance: "Don't worry, Prince, Qin Qiong is here, cavalry division, charge."
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