The Empress’ Livestream

Chapter 413 Chapter 413: Entering the Lord Xiangyang (1)

Jiang Yanji said before that most of the people in this era had night blindness. Most of the Tsing Yi army was almost blind if they had no torches in the night. A group of blind men are in the eyes of the ministry, but they are moving human targets.

"Where did they go--"

"Did you find it?"

"Not found! The thief has run away?"

"Go look there again--"

"Where is the thief? As soon as there is news, return immediately."

The Tsing Yi Army that came later raised the torch and took the place like daylight, but with the exception of hundreds of bodies, no trace of the enemy was found. Tsing Yi soldiers were heartbroken and angry, and they had an irresistible fear of their enemies.

Meng Hun saw the Tsing Yi Army rushing in batches, smiled sternly, and ordered to continue to ambush, mount a crossbow, and aim.

Buzz--

In the darkness, life-defying arrows roared out.

This time, instead of aiming at the torch, I aimed at the head of the Tsing Yi Army who raised the torch.

puff--

The deceased did not have time to send out even a short scream, and the coolness of death spread from the soles of his feet and collapsed to the ground.

"They're here--"

Some people noticed that they were about to shout for warning, but didn't want to follow their companions.

The improved range of the crossbow brought great long-range advantages to the ministry. It was even darker tonight. After the moon was shrouded in heavy dark clouds, they were ambush in the darkness and separated by such a long distance. Not to them.

It can be said that the side has the upper hand.

Several sneak attacks ambush, the corpses lying in each laneway have piled up, and the flowing blood has gathered into a "brook", flowing along the cracks in the slate. The night breeze blew, bringing a strong smell of rust, telling the tragic battle situation that had happened here.

The Tsing Yi Army kept coming, dying, and the number of dead souls kept increasing.

Under such a powerful threat of death, many people's spirits are on the verge of collapse and have lost their calm.

They used to be people holding hoes and honestly cultivating land, but now they are urged to pick up hatchets and flattened to become mob mobsters, but how happy life is not a few days, the evangelist has come to them, Take away one by one.

Soon it will be your turn!

Seeing that the arrows in the quiver had been exhausted, Meng Hun took a spit and drew a large knife from his waist with a swipe.

His eyes were fierce, and he jumped from the eaves with a knife, "Go up!"

"what--"

The screams sounded, and the head of a Tsing Yi army was split in half from top to bottom, and brain and blood splattered out.

Meng Hun pulled out the knife and chopped nonstop at another Tsing Yi army, with more steps behind him.

For a while, the melee in the alley became a ball, and the screams rang out without stopping for a moment.

Directly drawing a knife, killing is far faster than long-range shooting, but undoubtedly, it is even more tragic.

Everyone in the ministry knew how to cooperate with the battle. The Tsing Yi Army was like a headless fly, with no defensive attire.

Even if the Tsing Yi Army has an extra number of people, the situation is still on the downside.

When the nearby people heard the shouts outside, where could they sleep soundly?

After the ground movement, Xiangyang County, which was already poor, was stricken. Many people died of the ground movement. The people were not clothed, but the county government remained indifferent until Xiangyang County was captured. Already it is the wind and the wind, all plants and soldiers.

Everyone kept their doors closed, no matter day or night, they refused to take a half step.

Now that the Tsing Yi Army is fighting with unknown and unknown forces, many people can only hide in their homes with trembling and shatter the door.

After half a quarter of an hour, the shout of killing gradually subsided, but the **** smell in the air grew stronger.

At this time, a shout of excitement spread across the streets.

"The enemy bandits the leader, and the surrender will not kill!"

"The enemy bandits the leader, and the surrender will not kill!"

"The enemy bandits the leader, and the surrender will not kill!"

The high-pitched voice was like a relay, and spread through Xiangyang County through the mouth of one song.

Meng Hun, who had killed red eyes, heard this, and drew his knife from the heart of a corpse with a swipe.

It's not just him, most of the songs have killed time.

This excited news came to their ears and pulled their sanity back.

Settled down, many people feel that their arms are sore and weak, their muscles are swollen, and their skin is sore and painful.

Some of the songs were panting with big mouths, and there was a sense of escape from birth.

Some people even sit on the ground with a slump, and they don't care how much blood there is on the ground.

Most of them were colored and injured, but compared to death, this minor injury was nothing at all.

At this point, the standing Tsing Yi Army was very few, most of them were either dead or severely wounded. As for those who were still on their way, they heard that General Nine had been decapitated, and was at a loss, and then dropped their weapons and pulled their legs Just run.

Of course, in the end, more than a thousand people were captured, and these people were all "trophies"!

Meng Hun settled down, facing the ministry around him, "Clean up the battlefield and bandage the wounded brother. As for the brothers who have been killed ... remember to collect their bodies, and it will be convenient for them to enter the soil in the future."

These songs are not only the personal soldiers of Jiang Yanji, but also Meng Hun's "child".

He spent years of hard work on the ministry and lost a man, and he was as keen as a knife.

But as a general, he understands the truth-that he was born to be a general and killed in battle, this is glory.

Meng Hun waved the knife expressionlessly, threw the blood stained on the blade to the ground, and then retracted the scabbard.

He needs to meet with Lang Jun as soon as possible to stabilize the situation, so that the rest of the Tsing Yi Army will not fight back.

At this time, the fifty or so tunes taken by Jiang Yanji had occupied the county government, guarding the entrances and exits of the county government and various crossings.

When everyone saw Meng Hun coming over, they saluted one after another.

Meng Hun asked, "Is Lang Jun unharmed?"

The two guards worshiped authentically, "Lang Jun is unharmed, waiting for you in the hall."

Meng Hun nodded, took a deep breath, and lifted his foot into the door.

The county government is still lit, the candles have not been burned out, and the corpses that have been cold and bleeding have been lying on the ground, no one has collected them.

He didn't look at it, straight over the broken limbs and walked straight forward.

Jiang Yanji sat up on his head, General Nine's head was on one side, and his eyes were open all the time.

The blood stains in the room are complemented by luxurious decoration, and there are unfinished food and wine on the food case below, which look out of place.

The audience in the live broadcast kept trying to talk to Jiang Yanji, and the barrage screen swept by, and she remained indifferent.

Since stabilizing the situation in the county government, she took the lead and seemed to be waiting for someone.

Meng Hun strode toward the meteor, and suddenly knelt down at Jiang Yanji, sounding like Hong Lei.

"Subordinate Meng Hun, meet your lord!"

→ _ → I know your voicing title, now it ’s changed, happy?

Do a survey of shiitake mushrooms, do you know how to read the previous title?

In addition, thanks to the little angel Jackynewton's He Qiao QAQ for your attention, the mushrooms decided to continue four more tomorrow. The double is a guarantee, the third is to pay off the previous debt, the fourth is to add more for the little angel ... crying, I feel that my body has been hollowed out these days.

(End of this chapter)