The Sickly Scion’s Petite Wife Is Sweet And Cool

The sound of horns, the sound of drums, the sound of fighting on the battlefield, the sound of shouting, and the sound of mourning resounded through the heavens and the earth.

The messengers shuttled through the battlefield, reporting the specific battle situation ahead to Han Tong at the rear of the camp at regular intervals.

"Report, General Qi, General Song asked his subordinates to tell you that the gate of Nanling Pass will be broken in another quarter of an hour."

"It will take another quarter of an hour?" Han Tong was obviously dissatisfied with this speed and scolded: "What a waste."

This time was different from the previous deliberate attack on the morale of the Daxia soldiers. It was a serious siege. Not to mention a quarter of an hour, in the blink of an eye, dozens of soldiers were killed.

It needs to be known that they have to continue to go deep into the hinterland of Daxia and attack Chang'an. The more people die now, the more difficult it will be in the future.

Han Tong pondered for a moment, and raised his hand as if he had made a decision...

Just at this moment, an arrow that seemed to be carrying the power of thousands of troops passed through most of the battlefield, and shot him in the face with a strong sound of breaking the air.

Han Tong was startled at first, but after all, he is a veteran with a hundred battles. He quickly calmed down and drank with disdain: "Guardian."

The well-trained horses of the iron armored army surrounding him surrounded him, layer by layer, three layers in total.

Each iron armored army also held a shield in front of him, and strictly guarded Han Tong in the middle.

It's really three layers inside and three layers out.

Although the range of the arrow is really amazing, let alone it can't turn, even if it can turn, it is impossible to penetrate the bodies of three soldiers wearing iron armor, and then penetrate three shields and hurt Han Tong by one and a half minutes. milli.

Seeing the arrows flying out, the Wu army thought so, the iron armored army thought so, and Han Tong thought so too.

Of course there are always surprises.

Pfft, puff, puff... The sound of sharp arrows piercing into the body sounded one after another, until the fourth sound finally stopped.

What's even more frightening is that, in the next instant, the three armored armies that were blocking Han Tong's body exploded on the spot with a "bang" because of the impact of the arrows. It was once again exposed to the public eye.

All this happened in the blink of an eye, and the speed was so fast that the disdain on Han Tong's face had not even had time to put away.

He lowered his head in disbelief, and looked at the long arrow with only a feather on his chest.

"How, how is it possible?" How could there be such a powerful arrow?

No, it should be said that a bow that can shoot arrows so far must be a heavy bow, with this kind of power, or the kind of heavy bow that even Bu Ren, who is born with divine power, can't pull.

who is it? Who is it?

Donated blood kept overflowing from his mouth, and his internal force was rampaging in his body because of this huge impact.

"General Han!"

He vaguely heard someone calling him, and his voice was full of horror, but he didn't bother to pay attention to it. He raised his head with difficulty and looked in the direction of the tower...

Bang~ Han Tong's body burst open.

The last scene reflected in his pupils was on the wall of the distant city tower. A general in armor was holding a petite woman, with their hands overlapping on the same bow.

It is estimated that he would never have imagined that Song Kunhong took one of his legs with one arrow in the past, and now he was killed by Song Kunhong's grandson with one arrow.

"Xianggong, we did it." Shen Yijia happily turned her head to look at the man behind her, her face flushed with excitement.

It was the soldiers on the tower who reacted faster than Song Jingchen. Almost as soon as Shen Yijia's voice fell, deafening cheers came out.

"Han Tong is dead!" A soldier shouted loudly.

"Han Tong was shot by our General Song!"

"Han Tong was shot and killed by our general Song and the general's wife!"

He was standing beside him, and he saw it really, the bow drawn by the general's wife, and the Han Tong that General Song brought her to aim at...

When the last sentence sounded, everyone took a breath, and then seemed to unify the caliber, shouting "Han Tong was shot and killed by our general Song and the general's wife".

Xiao Qirui made people beat the drums of war at the right time.

It has been two months, and many of their generals have been killed or injured. This is the first time that an enemy general has been killed, and it is still the commander-in-chief.

At this moment, they have waited too long...

Song Jingchen smiled, and freed up a hand to rub Shen Yijia's head: "Well, you did it."

The morale of the soldiers continued to rise in this cry, and the attacks on the Wu soldiers outside the city wall became more and more violent. If the general did not order, they would like to rush down the city wall and fight with the Wu soldiers.

On the other hand, the army of Wu State was in disarray as early as the news of Han Tong's death. They looked back in horror. The archers forgot to draw their bows, and the soldiers hanging on the ladder forgot to continue climbing...

What is the commander-in-chief? He is like a switch for the Wu army. When he dies, everyone seems to have been pressed the pause button.

For them, the previous war was so smooth that it gave them the illusion that it should not be so.

Song Zhong brushed out his spear and stabbed a soldier who was in a trance on his hind legs. He roared furiously: "Siege the city, let this general continue to attack the city, whoever dares to stop, kill me..."

The Wu soldiers regained their senses a little, but when they thought of the bow on their heads that could shoot through people, they no longer had the bravery they used to be.

Shen Yijia glanced at Song Zhong outside the city wall, her eyes narrowed slightly: "Master, kill him."

Song Jingchen put her hand on the black iron bow again, and a dazzling light flashed from the corner of his eyes. Thinking of something, the corner of his lips hooked, and reminded: "Full."

Shen Yijia wanted to say that she didn't need to pull the full length of the distance, but since the beauty husband specially reminded her, she still pulled the bowstring to the extreme.

On the saddle slope outside Nanling Pass, Yan Guangmao sat on a steed, looking at the battle below with a frosty face.

"If General Yan doesn't go down, your people will all die." The man in black beside him reminded coldly, his tone unchanged.

If Shen Yijia and Song Jingchen, or Ji Luo were here, they would recognize that this man was Si Yun who had escaped from Tianji Valley.

It's just that compared to before, the complexion on Si Yun's face was abnormally white at this time, and he could even faintly see the blue blood vessels under his skin, which looked very strange.

Yan Guangmao took a deep breath and was angry in his heart, and snorted: "Don't worry, Master National Teacher, my people are not as weak as you think, but it is Lord National Teacher..."

Before he could finish speaking, a swooshing sound approached quickly.

His heart skipped a beat, and he pulled the reins to avoid it, but the warhorse under his crotch had already been shaken by the arrows with the power to break the army, so that it couldn't move.

Yan Guangmao scolded inwardly "a useless beast like Han Tong".

At the critical moment, he slammed to the left, and it was the moment he left the horse. The abdomen penetrated and plunged deep into the ground.

Bang~ The horse exploded without any accident.

The splattered blood rushed towards Yan Guangmao, his pupils shrank, and he was only watching from a distance, and this scene that was far from close at hand shocked him.

Almost, the arrow almost penetrated his body, and he almost ended up in the same fate as this beast.

However, before he could calm down the fear in his heart, another arrow shot, Yan Guangmao rolled to the side and narrowly avoided...

I saw that the arrow directly shattered a boulder on the ground, and then plunged into the ground...

The rubble splashed, Yan Guangmao didn't have time to block it, and a piece of rubble rubbed his cheek, leaving a blood line on his face.

Si Yun was also shocked by the scene in front of him. The dazzling sunlight shone on Yan Guangmao's body. Something flashed in his eyes. He fixed his eyes and said sharply, "Saber, hurry up, throw away the saber."

When Yan Guangmao heard this, he completely subconsciously tore off the sword from his waist and threw it under the Saddle Slope.

...

"Xiang Gong, do you still want to continue?" Shen Yijia asked curiously when she saw Song Jingchen staring at the hillside in the distance.

There are only twelve black iron arrows, and three have been shot, but most of these three cannot be recovered. With her own caliber, without Song Jingchen, she is really reluctant to waste it.

"No need, people have already run away." He said and jumped off the wall, trying to hold Shen Yijia down, noticing the bow in her arms, and froze in place.

Shen Yijia immediately understood, threw her new favorite Xiao Chenchen on the tower without any reluctance, and opened her hands at Song Jingchen.

The latter smiled and hugged her down: "Are you tired?"

"Don't be tired, let's kill Song Zhong too."

Song Zhong, at the end of the day, she is a good person and should fulfill him.

Song Jingchen looked at the army of Wu State below and shook his head: "The water overflows, and the moon is full, so don't rush to kill him."

"What's the meaning?"

"Things can be reversed. Han Tong's death has made the morale of the Wu army low. If Song Zhong is killed now, it is guaranteed that it will stimulate their fighting spirit." Song Jingchen explained patiently.

What's more, if Song Zhong keeps shouting and threatening the soldiers of Wu State, it will only make the soldiers of Wu State rebellious.

Well, Song Zhong at this moment can be regarded as half an allied army.

If you want to kill, you have to wait to kill.

Shen Yijia nodded clearly, but neither of them noticed. Although the movements of the soldiers around them did not stop, they all perked up their ears.

Well, it seems like they are talking about it, right?

thump————

The rear of the Wu army suddenly sounded a crisp metal tapping sound.

This is?

The soldiers on the tower looked at each other in disbelief.

thump -- thump -- thump

Two more beeps sounded, and the Wu soldiers outside the city stopped their attacks one after another and quickly retreated back.

When they saw the bodies of their companions on the road, they did not forget to take them with them.

Seeing that the city gate is about to be breached, is this time to withdraw troops?

Song Zhong looked back with scarlet eyes.

Which desperate order was it?

Song Zhong was startled when he saw the commanding flag raised in the rear, and he was no longer dissatisfied, and was busy retreating with the large army.

Ming Jin retreated, Wu Guo's army really retreated!

Victory cheers erupted from the tower.

They won, a real win.

All this happened so suddenly that even Song Jingchen never expected it.

How did he know that the two arrows shot by Yan Guangmao and his wife that plunged into the ground forced Yan Guangmao and Si Yun to use their internal strength, and it took a lot of effort to pull them out.

Yan Guangmao was somewhat frightened by his hand, thinking that if he shoots at the soldiers of Wu State, wouldn't he be strung with candied haws?

Or the kind that can't be stopped by a shield.

Song Jingchen really didn't know it at first, but when he saw the handsome flag flying among the Wu army, he had some guesses in his heart.

"Who is the head coach of Wu Guo's army?" he asked Xiao Qirui.

"Yan Guangmao."

Song Jingchen nodded: "It turned out that he was at Ma'anpo."

Shen Yijia glanced at his mouth: "It's such a pity that he didn't kill him."

Also wasting her two arrows.

Song Jingchen was amused. A large part of the reason that Xuan Tiejian could successfully shoot Han Tong was because he was too confident.