Chapter 443: Thousands of troops avoid white robes

"Woo~"

"Woo~"

The long horn sound penetrated the endless darkness. Ning Fan, protected by Dian Wei and Xu Chu, walked step by step to the edge of the city tower and looked at the dark army below.

"about there."

"Lord?"

Seeing Ning Fan burst into laughter, Dian Wei, Jiang Yu and others all looked puzzled. Now that the city of Changyan is about to be destroyed, how can the lord still laugh?

"When evil comes, Zhongkang, are you afraid?"

"Are you afraid?"

Dian Wei and Xu Chu both laughed loudly. They were lucky enough to be able to live another life, so why should they be afraid?

"Can King Yong be on the tower?"

A long shout suddenly came from the bottom of the city, and the dark army below suddenly stopped their offensive. Ning Fan took a step forward and saw that Lu Wenhan, who had just escaped from the secret passage, was now wearing armor.

Surrounded by a crowd of people, they arrived under the city tower.

"The king is here."

"I wonder if the Marquis has any advice?"

Ning Fan tapped his toes and stood proudly on the crenellations of the city wall, with his hands behind his back, looking down at the rebels below.

"Hahaha!"

"Your Highness, the outcome of this game has been decided. What Your Highness just said to me, I will give it to you. If you are willing to open the city and surrender, I will not humiliate Your Highness's status."

"Your Highness must have received the news that another army of this prince has arrived from the south of the city."

"Now, His Highness has wings and cannot escape."

Hearing Lu Wenhan's shouting, the smile on Ning Fan's face became brighter and he said softly: "Master Hou, today the King of Japan invites Master Hou to watch a fireworks show."

Without waiting for Lu Wenhan's reply, Ning Fan stretched out his hand, and a fireworks tube suddenly appeared in his hand. Thousands of miles of mountains and rivers were picturesque. After the fire was lit, Ning Fan raised the fireworks tube high above his head, and streams of fire shot into the sky.

The dazzling fireworks instantly bloomed in the dark night. The colorful luster directly covered the bright moonlight, dispersing the black curtain with a radius of a kilometer, clearly reflecting the figures wearing armor below!

"Famous teachers and commanders should not keep themselves in prison. Thousands of troops should avoid white robes!"

A majestic cry came from the dark sky in the distance, accompanied by the heavy sound of horse hooves. It was actually more powerful than Lu Wenhan's 30,000 rebels just now.

"White robe army?"

Not only Dian Wei was stunned, but also Jiang Yu looked at the white shadows rushing towards him with a shocked expression.

"Lord...Lord!"

"Didn't the White Robes march north?"

"hehe!"

Ning Fan smiled. He had been playing this game for too long. It was time to decide the outcome tonight. If the white-robed army had not been allowed to march north, how could the Lu family have jumped out so easily?

"Kill!"

The overwhelming shouts of killing rang out from behind the rebels. One wave after another, the ten thousand men in white robes straightened their spears and fearlessly charged towards the thirty thousand Lufu rebels.

"White...white-robed army!"

"How can it be!"

"Quick, stop them!"

Lu Wenhan and all the rebel generals looked horrified. Now the white-robed army was charging from behind them, and their rear army was completely unprepared. Trying to stop this cavalry was nothing short of a dream. !

"Master Hou!"

"The rear army was dispersed by the white-robed army."

"Asshole!"

"Stop them, turn the front army into the rear army, and destroy the white-robed army first for me."

Lu Wenhan looked at the generals and shouted: "Our reinforcements have arrived in the south of the city. They will definitely arrive in a stick of incense at most."

"No matter what, stop them."

"promise!"

After hearing Lu Wenhan's words, the generals felt a little calmer, while Ning Fan, who was on top of the city tower, smiled faintly and said softly: "The Eighteenth Cavalry of Yanyun will capture Lu Wenhan alive."

"kill!"

Upon hearing this, Yanyun's Eighteen Cavalrymen, who were fighting among a group of rebels, turned their horses and rushed towards Lu Wenhan at the foot of the city tower.

"Asshole!"

"This... is simply bastard!"

"A mere eighteen riders can't stop them, they're a bunch of losers!"

"I will stop them and kill one of Yanyun's Eighteenth Cavalry. I will reward you with a thousand gold coins!"

Lu Wenhan directly opened his chips, and the gazes of the rebels looking at Yan Yun's Eighteen Cavalry also changed instantly, and they rushed towards them one after another.

"Brothers, use the spear."

"They are only eighteen people. There are so many of us brothers. If we kill these eighteen people, the bounty from the Marquis will be divided equally."

"Yes, brothers, come together."

After a loud shout came from the crowd. Even then, hundreds of people stopped in the direction of Yanyun Shibaqi.

“It’s true that those who don’t know are not afraid!”

"Lord, the last general invites you to fight!"

"Go!"

Ning Fan nodded towards Xu Chu and Dian Wei, and said softly: "Lead all the soldiers in the city to fight out, cooperate with the white-robed army, and put down the rebels!"

"Lord!"

"What should happen to the rebels in the south of the city?"

As soon as Wei Jin finished speaking, Dian Wei and Xu Chu looked at Ning Fan simultaneously.

"No need to worry."

"The overall situation has been decided."

Seeing Ning Fan's still calm and calm expression, everyone secretly felt a sense of admiration in their hearts. He is indeed His Highness King Yong, he really does not miss anything!

No wonder the lord just now didn't show the slightest panic, it turned out that the plan had already been laid out.

"These fireworks are so beautiful!"

"Wait until the end of the year to let you have a good time."

Ning Fan smiled and held Xiao Longnu's hand, quietly watching the fighting below. Under the charge of the white-robed army, the 30,000 rebels were almost broken up in one touch.

Lu Wenhan, under the protection of heavy armored soldiers, was constantly driven to one side by the 18 riders of Yanyun.

"Crack!"

The heavy Changyan city gate was opened, and Dian Wei and Xu Chu led the remaining thousands of palace soldiers to charge directly in the direction of Lu Wenhan.

"Kill!"

The overwhelming shouting and killing drowned Lu Wenhan, and the shaking of the white robes around him made the old marquis panic for a while.

"I have not lost yet!"

"I have reinforcements, soldiers, hold on!"

"After we wipe out the White Robe Army, glory and wealth will accompany you for the rest of your lives. You are all the heroes of my Lu family."

Listening to Lu Wenhan's still struggling roar, the eyes of the Eighteen Riders of Yanyun became colder and colder. The scimitars in their hands shone with a cold luster under the reflection of the moonlight, and from time to time, a stream of blood flew out and sprinkled in the air.

"It's terrible."

"Are these eighteen people human or ghosts? No less than a thousand brothers have died under their knives."

"Can we really stop them?"

The rebels lost their fighting spirit for a while, looking at the eighteen fierce figures with fear on their faces.

"These are the Eighteen Riders of Yanyun!"

"The ghost army that once killed the barbarian army on the grasslands of the southern border without leaving a single piece of armor."

"We are not worthy of this thousand gold reward!!"

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