Fresh flesh and blood limbs flew up, some from the Northern Wei soldiers killed by Yan Qinghe and several generals, while others from Yan Qinghe and several generals.

The Southern Dynasty soldiers in Zhongli City and the Northern Wei army in the distance had wonderful expressions.

The calls of those people in this Northern Wei cavalry show the identities of the generals who were overwhelmed by anger.

The Southern Dynasty soldiers in Zhongli inner city were all relieved.

The Northern Wei people on Jiangxinzhou and on the river bank all felt very humiliating.

No matter whether Yan Qinghe and his generals were from the Southern Dynasty or from the Northern Wei Dynasty, such mutiny in front of the formation was ultimately a shame.

The sun was a little too hot, and the face of the proud Northern Wei commander on the chariot was a little painful.

He felt like his face was slapped by Lin Yi on the city wall.

His left palm slapped heavily at a corner of the chariot, making a thunderous roar.

The uproar around him suddenly disappeared, and as his fingers pointed, a gray-shirted practitioner with an extremely gloomy face flew out of the shadow of his chariot.

When this gloomy gray-shirted practitioner appeared on the floating bridge leading to the city wall in Jiangxinzhou, the mutiny had subsided, and Yan Qinghe and several of his generals had turned into a pile of broken flesh and blood.

The cavalry looked at the flesh and blood fragments that filled the gaps of the floating bridge, and the anger gradually disappeared. When they looked at the gray-shirted practitioner, they were all fear left in their hearts.

The friction between the armor and the armor sounded like a tide.

The remaining more than 2,000 cavalrymen all fell to their knees in front of the gray-shirted practitioner.

"No matter how good your upper-level generals are, no matter how military orders they give, you must obey unconditionally. This is military discipline and rules." The gray-shirted practitioner looked at the cavalrymen kneeling in front of him, without any pride in his eyes, only indifference and solemnity, "Think about the records of you in history, think about your family."

When he finished speaking, the entire pontoon bridge trembled uneasyly.

Because everyone in these cavalry was trembling.

Glory is important, but the most important thing is that this gray-shirt practitioner can indeed determine the fate of their family, including life and death.

If they are found guilty on the battlefield, then what awaits their family will be a very tragic fate.

"You should understand what you need to do now."

The gray-shirted practitioner looked at the broken flesh and blood indifferently, "The only one who can change your military orders is your generals, but your generals have been killed by you, so such military orders will continue. Either die or break through this city."

At the beginning, this cavalry was disrespectful.

The total number of Southern Dynasties soldiers in Zhongli City is similar to theirs, not to mention that there are many city walls in the south. They are full of energy, and the Southern Dynasties soldiers on the city wall are so tired that they can hardly raise the weapons in their hands.

However, no one has the confidence to break through this city now.

The young Southern Dynasty practitioner had defeated their will.

But now, they have no choice.

One of them stood up silently, turned around, and then more people stood up... All of the cavalrymen stood up and rushed towards the city wall in silence.

...

"How about it?"

While the gray-shirt cultivator was talking to the Northern Wei cavalry, Qi Zhuji and Xiao Suxin arrived beside Lin Yi. The gray-shirt cultivator's voice was not low, and could be heard on the city wall.

Qi Zhuji knew very well that the words said by this gray-shirt cultivator were not only for everyone in the Northern Wei cavalry, but also for everyone in the rear army.

The best outcome of this cavalry that made them feel ashamed was to die here in battle.

The mourning soldiers may not necessarily win, but exchanging their own life and death for their family's safety will definitely make these Northern Wei soldiers who had already lost their fighting spirit even more crazy.

"If those practitioners don't take action, you don't have to worry about me. Let the rest of the people take a break first, don't have to stare at each other. If you are not at ease, rest in batches." Lin Yi looked at Qi Zhuji and Xiao Suxin and said softly.

"Did you hear it clearly?"

Qi Zhuji turned around very simply, and he walked towards the Wang Chaozong behind him, "If you hear it clearly, just rest. If you are not at ease, just leave three or four practitioners and one or two hundred people to guard it."

His words didn't sound polite, but at this time this directness would not make people feel rude.

Wang Chaozong took a deep breath, and he looked at Lin Yi's back, his eyes full of emotion.

Lin Yi's figure is very ordinary, so he is naturally not as strong and majestic. However, in his eyes, he is extremely tall.

"Arranging a rest, Lao Zhu and I are here to stay."

When he arranged for several generals, Lin Yi, who was in front, turned around slightly and said, "Give me a few buckets of clear water, the bucket should be bigger."

These mutinies of the cavalry had already won him some rest.

The feeling of soreness in his arms has been greatly reduced. Every time his heart veins beat, the blood squeezed out flowed in the blood, like a stream of heat.

The faster the blood runs, the higher the temperature in his body.

His confidence is no longer unreasonable.

His physical strength recovered very quickly.

If we follow the previous battle, he had killed more than 700 people on the other side, and it seems that killing a few hundred more people would be fine.

Then his limit should be more than what these more than two thousand cavalry can force it out.

What made him feel most uncomfortable at this time was that the blood was burned by the temperature of his body and stuck to him, as uncomfortable as layers of mud and dirt.

He needs to be more energetic, and he cannot use his true energy to directly swell the membrane with his true energy and then break all the dirt and shake it out, so he needs clean water.

The clear water was delivered quickly, but when several buckets of clear water were delivered, the figures of Northern Wei soldiers had already appeared at the top of the ladder.

Lin Yi picked up a bucket of water and dripped it down from the top of his head.

Like a waterfall, the dirt on his body was washed away. Although it was impossible to wash it, it was washed away by everyone's feelings.

Lin Yi still had cold water flowing on his body.

He raised his head, narrowed his eyes slightly to face the sky light, and then set off his sword.

The heads of three Northern Wei soldiers who jumped from the air flew into the sky with blood.

Several arms were lifted up by the sword light he continued to swing.

The Northern Wei soldiers who had just climbed up from the long ladder lost their arms holding weapons and still roared at him like a mad tiger, but then they were easily slapped out by the falling sword light.

With a rush.

Lin Yi lifted the second bucket of water and dripped it down from the top of his head.

Bang!

He smashed the empty wooden barrel out and smashed the two Northern Wei soldiers rushing in front of him out of the city wall.

With the wood chips flying, Lin Yi thought that he had more ways to fight.

He inserted all the swords into the pile of corpses beside him, and then punched him forward.

His fist hit the forehead of a Northern Wei soldier who was slashing at him.

The Northern Wei soldier's head suddenly tilted back, and the back of his neck suddenly made a sound of bone shattering.
Chapter completed!