Divine Doctor: Daughter of the First Wife

Chapter 584: Run Again? I'll give you a discount on your legs!

Xuan Tian Min couldn't save him, he was too far away, and he fell too fast. Even if he did his best to do light work, he couldn't guarantee that he would save people. Besides, how can his status as commander of the two armies go under each other's city defenses alone?

With this hesitant effort, Faya has fallen half way below the walls of the city, and the shouts have come out of the wind, awesome and very, very heartwarming.

Everyone's eyes were concentrated there, including Phoenix, and she was even conditioned to rush out of the snow to save lives. However, at this point, a shadow on the side of the city wall came out as fast as lightning and rushed over to Nafaya.

One whereabouts, one rescue, the two were like running in a race, looking at Faya's corner of clothing that had been smudged with snow, the man's hand finally reached under each other, his arms flat, holding the person steadily.

Feng Yu relieved her breath, but immediately locked her eyebrows. Didn't he go to save Lord Lotus? Why are you here?

It was Ben who saved people, and he was holding onto that Foya, looking at the girl in his arms curiously. Like, really like! He had only heard Feng Yuxiang say that there was a girl who looked a little like her, and she was in the hall with the girl's name on her head. But he never expected the two men to look so alike, and besides not having the pride and firmness of Phoenix's face in front of them, the five officers looked like 90%.

“Who are you?” Faya woke up from the shock, it was amazing that she could be rescued at a critical juncture, not to mention that the person in front of her in black looked not surprising, but the cold light appeared in her eyes, but it would be surprising to see.

“Master asked me to save you.” Ben walked away and didn't want to say more, just to make up for it: "The girl who looks a lot like you.” After that, he walked in the direction of Xuantianzhou's army.

Under the command of Xuantian Underworld, the army has already rushed straight towards the city gate. There are also archers above the city wall with bows and arrows. The arrows fall like rain. There will always be people who cannot hide from it. Fortunately, they have not seen their own men fall.

Qian Ya died embracing Ben's neck, the panic of being pushed down from the city wall, the sword shadow on the battlefield came back, and the woman who had never seen such a battle was shocked to the atmosphere. But Ben walked fast, even when the rain of arrows came, he could safely avoid it, and holding on to her arm was also unnamed smooth and powerful. That power passed to her. Gradually, Faya's boldness grew, and she dared to open her eyes and look at the wall.

However, the scene of her father and mother being forced to die by Temu An Guo flashed repeatedly in her head. A bite of sweetness gushed from her chest to her throat, and a trace of blood appeared in her mouth, and she passed out.

Feng Yu also came to this side at this time, Xuantian flew up to hold people, and ordered the whole army: “Above the city defense, leave no one alive! ”

The gentlemen shook up, Feng Yu grabbed Faya's wrist pulse, and then transferred a heartbreaker from the space into her mouth, shouting, “She's fine. Ben, where's King Lotus? ”

Ben shook his head: “Catch up. No, I can't get past it. ”

Feng Yu's heart was frightened, but she couldn't take much into account at the moment. She ordered Fuya to be taken care of, so she was ready to rush forward with the generals to fight. Xuantian grabbed her hand and calmed down: “Honestly stay with the king, run around again, give you a discount on your legs. ”

Ben walked in agreement: "Yes, both legs have to be discounted.” This daughter-in-law is too hard to handle.

“However...” Xuantian's meditation turned, “a fire burned the capital, so it gave Ben Wang a long face. ”

The return of Phoenix Feather is equivalent to giving Dashun a dose of cardiac needle. Especially those who have not seen the Northwest garrison of Phoenix, the magical sound technology of Phoenix, and the bizarre means of death from the end of Mu 'an kingdom, none of them have deeply branded people.

Focusing on Xuantian Fengfeng Yuqiao and the two of them, the divine shooting machine gradually came together and formed a tight surrounding circle around them. Because Xuantian underwent a live command above the city wall, more than 200 gods shot several arrows on a string and began to wave against the city wall. God shoots arrows, absolutely spontaneous, one bow pulls three arrows, three of the three arrows must be.

He watched a person fall from above the walls of the city, fell to the ice and snow below, broke his limbs, and Feng Yu did not want to look again. She had been involved in rescuing the wounded on the battlefields of third world countries, and the wars under modern weapons were definitely much more brutal than the wars of cold weapons in ancient times. For some reason, she still felt that even though guns, forests, shells and cannons were flying, they were not as striking as they are now.

This is the fundamental difference between someone else's war and their own.

In fact, the battle did not last long. Even General Da Shun carried the wooden pillars to the city door three times before he hit the gate. Someone has already opened the door inside the city and welcomed Da Shun into the city.

As Baizawa fought, he said: "On the walls of the city are the elites raised by Tamwood. They only recognize Tamān, and if they do not recognize Dashun, kill them and kill them. But the soldiers in the lower city, Marco, are all raised in Dashun, and can open the gates of the city, counting as they have a conscience. ”

As soon as the city gate opened, Dashun rushed into Shiquan. The crowd was immediately separated into two segments. Under an orderly assault by the Northwest Army, the North Frontier abandoned its resistance and dropped its weapons and squatted in the snow.

Starting from the gates of the city, a wide avenue was separated by the generals, Xuantianzhou and Phoenix riding on two horses, followed by Shirazawa, Ben, the commander of the Divine Machinery Camp and tens of thousands of Northwest Army.

Xuantian underneath the right tiger symbol, his right hand raised, the tiger symbol was held in his palm, and as he walked past, everyone could see clearly.

“This king is the ninth prince of the Great Shun dynasty, King Xuantianzhun of the Emperor, today ordered by the Emperor, the tiger symbol, to retrieve all the soldiers and horses of the northern realm in the hands of the rebel Mu 'an kingdom. The people will listen, lay down your weapons and do not resist. The king still regards you as my people! You are still regarded as the blood of my country. Of course, if someone always thinks that they are a thousand weeks of blood, because this land belongs to Dashun and the heart is unhappy, they can rush it up! The King gives you a chance to fight for a thousand weeks of blood, and promises to send your bones back to a thousand weeks after you die, to a thousand weeks of kingdom, and to see if your kingdom recognizes you and your people and wills to bury your bones in a thousand weeks of kingdom! ”

And when a great army enters the city, surely those who guard it will be defeated. Due to the majestic intimidation of Xuantian underworld, the generals dare not speak any more, but the people of Guanzhou City, although they do not dare to hide in their own homes, and do not dare to go out in the atmosphere, but behind honesty and tranquillity, there are still so many people who are unhappy.

Dragon Mu 'an has invested a thousand weeks, and the people of the three northern provinces are playing the cards of affection. It is about blood thicker than water. It is about the hatred of centuries of national division. It is also about family members who have been separated for many years must not meet each other. Future generations will not recognize the pain.

In order for the North to return smoothly to a thousand weeks, and in order for the people to accept this result, Temuan began planning the incident many years ago. This affectionate ace has been implicitly infiltrating the people for years, like brainwashing, so that those who clearly have no feelings for Thousand Weeks also begin to aspire.

Shirazawa whispered to Feng Yuqiao: “What kind of bloodless person, if it had been said a few decades ago, would have belonged to Dashun more than a hundred years ago, how many thousands of weeks of blood can they have left, what kind of memories can they have of a thousand weeks? At most, it is the old generation who told some stories. The grandson of Tuan Mu 'an is deeply researched in controlling people's hearts. I really don't know what method he used. ”

Phoenix analyzes that this is probably the prototype of psychology, and Tatemu An is really resourceful in this regard.

The great army of Xuantianzhou entered the city without any further obstruction. The soldiers began to clean up the bodies in an orderly fashion along the way. When Xuantian underwent the Guanzhou Zhizhou Mansion, the money came to report. The attack killed three enemies. Two of the generals captured the living animals, and the wounded had gathered together. When the military doctors entered the city, they would focus on treatment.

Xuantianzhou had no objection to this, he merely told the money: "Keep the body of Tuan Woo Chung, the king is still useful.” After that, he rolled over and pulled Feng Yu and walked to the Zhizhou Mansion.

This knows the state capital is quiet, there are not many people, but there is no confusion, and it should not be the depression caused by the turmoil in the city. Xuantian Mingzhou walked all the way to the hall, but when he saw that there was an old man kneeling silently at the door of the hall, holding a booklet in his hand, hearing footsteps, he quickly looked up and looked at Xuantian Mingzhou.

Shirazawa stepped forward and asked the old man, "Who's on his knees? ”

But the old man didn't answer his words. He just stared at Xuantian Zhui and asked: “Excuse me, is this the Nine Princes of Dashun? ”

Xuantian nodded, “Exactly the king, is the old gentleman from the state capital? ”

The old man was obviously relieved and said to himself: "Yes, Prince Jiu is wearing a purple coat and a gold mask. The King of Ji 'an County has not yet reached the threshold. Yes, you are.” After that, he kowtowed toward Xuantian, "The old man finally waited for His Highness, and did not bear the orders of Lord Zhizhou when he arrived.” As he raised his head over the brochure in his hand, he added: "Aging is the staff of the Zhizhou capital. Lord Zhao Tianqi Zhao of Guanzhou Zhizhou went to Songzhou to congratulate Taimu on his life. Before leaving, he dismissed all servants and servants of the capital, leaving only one old man here to wait. This booklet is left by Lord Zhao, who has his life. This can only be given to three people, His Royal Highness Dashun, His Royal Highness Seven, and the Lord of Jian County. ”