Xu Yi didn't know how long his bronchitis could last. He just knew that this disease was not cured even in Chang'an's Hundred Clinic, so he felt that he had a terminal illness. Instead of having a rest of his life, it would be better to find an opportunity to leave a name in history.

Shandong people like to be officials. If they call them second, no one dares to be the first. In fact, people in other regions have also pursued official positions, but people in other regions have additional ways to cross the class, while Shandong people seem to have only the only way to become officials.

At least Xu Yi thought that he was the only way left.

Loyalty to the emperor is his lifelong belief.

No matter whether this lord is bright or faint, as long as the butt on that throne is still there, then one day is the lord and one will be the lord for the rest of your life.

And he is the king's hawk. Since the emperor wants to order Fei Qian to be wiped out, then as the disciple of the emperor, he naturally must do his best, even if he gives his life...

"No, it's not good... it's broken! The city is broken!" The slave rushed in, "Encircling... we are surrounded...

The loyal and brave people trained by Xu Yi could not resist the advance of the cavalry and horses, and they almost collapsed at one touch.

The troops raised by Xu Yi may be able to fool the people or deal with Huang Ang, but when he really fought with the cavalry, he had almost no ability to stop him. At this time, Xu Yi realized that when the Beigong rebelled, it was not that Xu Yi's subordinates were so powerful that they defended the city, but that the Beigong Qiang people were too weak at that time. Compared with the cavalry army in front of him, they were like dogs and wolves.

Most dogs can only stay at home, while wolves can travel thousands of miles to find food.

『Break open!』

Zhang Liao's voice outside the wall resounded throughout the front hall of the government office.

With the terrifying sound, the gate was blown into pieces. The Xu family slave soldiers who were originally gathered behind the gate were still ready to resist, but now they were either overturned by the explosion air waves or knocked down by the shot crossbow arrows, and howled in a tragedy.

Zhang Liao advanced forward with great confidence.

After walking two steps, Zhang Liao suddenly stopped and put his hand on the sword at his waist.

The guards beside Zhang Liao almost instantly understood Zhang Liao's body language, and immediately took a step forward together, preparing to protect the shield in front of Zhang Liao...

At this moment, Yang Feng seemed to jump out of the shadow on the ground, and rushed towards Zhang Liao with a cold murderous aura!

Zhang Liao's eyes narrowed, but he lost most of Yang Feng's figure in his vision...

This is an assassin!

Only assassins know how to accurately use human visual blind spots...

Unfortunately, Zhang Liao was not alone, but a group of people. Zhang Liao's visual blind spot was not the visual blind spot of others. The shield raised by the guard blocked the short blade thrown by Yang Feng.

As Mars flew everywhere, Zhang Liao's sword was unsheathed and slashed down at Yang Feng, who was twisting his body and rushing towards him like a snake!

Yang Feng does not dodge or avoid, and he will flirt with the sword!

This is also a dead soldier!

A tactic of both sides.

Zhang Liao retreated and gave up the knife that killed Yang Feng's body. Instead, he cut the blade in Yang Feng's hand and even controlled the urge to kick it out with one step, just protecting himself and retreating.

With a clang, sparks flew everywhere.

Yang Feng fell to the ground and raised his hands first.

Zhang Liao retreated into the formation, and the guards on both sides raised their shields, as if closing the door, stood in front of Zhang Liao with a click.

Death outside the door, and abundance inside the door.

The thrown weapons knocked out the gorgeous Mars on the shield, and it was fleeting.

The gun-armed guard in the back line went around the front shield and took a big step to sprint!

Although Yang Feng tried his best to avoid it, his moves were old and his figure could not be reversed. He could not dodge even if he was shot into his chest and a spearman!

Yang Feng screamed.

The spearman used force directly on his hands and actually pressed Yang Feng directly on the ground!

Then he shot a long shot in the second shot and stabbed Yang Feng directly into the throat.

Yang Feng widened his eyes, vomited blood, and died immediately.

Zhang Liao guessed that Yang Feng’s profession was wrong, and it didn’t matter. The point is that Zhang Liao was cautious enough and did not reveal any flaws.

Yang Feng sacrificed his life to fight several times, but he failed to hurt Zhang Liao.

Whether it is an assassin or a dead soldier, they are almost all belonging to the thin-skin series.

Yang Feng is no exception. Although he is very skilled in martial arts, after he failed to kill or hurt Zhang Liao at the first time, the consequences were destined.

"Master!" A guard picked up the weapon that Yang Feng threw towards Zhang Liao. After smelling the blade, he gritted his teeth and said, "The blade is poisonous!"

Zhang Liao snorted, then turned his gaze to Xu Yi, who was sitting in the middle of the hall.

Xu Yi smiled bitterly, then picked up the wine on the table and poured it into his throat!

Zhang Liao frowned slightly.

After a while, Xu Yi trembled all over, roared as he was loyal and filial to the emperor and the man, and was determined to kill the thief but was unable to turn the world back. He sprayed out black blood and white foam and fell down...

Zhang Liao looked at it without any movement and waved his hand, "All arrests! No matter how alive or dead, please leave one person!"
Chapter completed!