Chapter 191: The Wind Rises in Yanzhou
Although Chu Wenji is extremely brave, his strength has reached the level of a god general.

But under the joint attack of the Six Sword Slaves, they seemed somewhat overwhelmed.

His movements began to become slow, and each swing of the sword seemed extremely difficult.

However, he did not give up resistance and was still trying to find a breakthrough.

At this moment, a sharp sword light cut through the darkness and went straight for Chu Wenji's throat.

This is the sword that Zhen Gang launched to kill with one strike. It is as fast as lightning and no one can dodge it.

A trace of despair flashed in Chu Wenji's eyes. He knew that he could no longer resist this sword.

However, at this critical moment, a red light suddenly shot in from outside the tent and collided violently with the sword light.

"boom!"

After a loud bang, the red light and the sword light disappeared into thin air at the same time.

The curtains of the big tent rustled and a strong airflow raged in the tent.

"Who?"

Zhen Gang let out a low shout, and they all looked in the direction where the red light came from.

I saw a middle-aged man in a golden robe slowly walking into the tent, with a dignified face and sharp eyes.

There is a powerful aura exuding from his body.

It turned out to be the only Taoist soldier under the command of Yan King of Yanzhou, the leader of the Huolin Guard - Huolin Saint.

"Fire Scale Guard!"

Looking at the Taoist soldiers covered in fiery red scales behind the Fire Scale Saint.

A hint of surprise flashed in Chu Wenji's eyes.

"The six sword slaves of Luowang actually dared to assassinate the Daqian garrison. How audacious they are!"

The leader of the Fire Scale Guards took a glance and shouted coldly.

After saying that, he flashed and instantly appeared in front of the six sword slaves.

The long sword in his hand turned into a red light and swept towards the six sword slaves.

The sword energy was so powerful that it seemed to tear the entire tent apart.

The six sword slaves did not dare to be careless. They quickly formed a sword formation and worked together to resist the sword energy.

However, with the added strength of the Taoist soldiers, the leader of the Fire Scale Guard was far stronger than them, and his sword energy was like a rainbow, unstoppable.

All I heard were a few loud bangs.

The six sword slaves were blown away one after another, and retreated repeatedly on the Guanlou.

"withdraw!"

Looking at the Fire Scale Saint opposite him, Zhengang's eyes flashed, and he left with the other six sword slaves.

"General Chu was frightened and came down a step late. Please forgive me."

The leader of the Huolin Guard, Wei Linchao, did not pursue.

He turned and walked in front of Chu Wenji, bowed and saluted.

"Thank you for the rescue, Saint. If you hadn't arrived in time..."

"I'm afraid I've already died."

Chu Wenji helped Wei Linchao up and said with emotion.

"No, the General is wrong."

"You still have to die!"

Wei Linchao shook his head and suddenly laughed.

Chu Wenji was stunned. He opened his mouth and wanted to ask something, but found that he couldn't speak.

Wei Linchao's betrayal seemed unexpected, yet also expected.

In other words, they had already prepared for this moment.

"It seems the general is ready."

Wei Linchao chuckled when he saw Chu Wenji's reaction.

After saying that, a red light flashed in his hand, and a long sword appeared in his hand.

This long sword exudes a sharp sword energy, as if it can tear apart all obstacles.

Chu Wenji was shocked, but he also knew that he had no way to escape today.

"Alas, it seems that the King of Flame, or the three kings of different surnames."

"I've finally taken that step!"

He gripped the sword tightly in his hand, ready for the final battle.

However, he could not conceal the fear and despair in his heart.

His eyes revealed endless sadness and helplessness. Wei Linchao did not give Chu Wenji any chance.

He flashed and appeared in front of Chu Wenji in an instant.

The sword in his hand was as fast as lightning, and each strike was aimed at the vital points, as if to put the general to death.

Chu Wenji fought hard, but he was still in front of Wei Linchao who was already at the level of a god of war.

Seems so weak and powerless.

He had already suffered multiple injuries from the siege by the six sword slaves.

Blood stained his battle robe red, and his vision gradually became blurred.

However, at this moment, Wei Linchao's swordsmanship suddenly changed.

The long sword in his hand drew a strange arc in the air and directly cut through Chu Wenji's throat.

It was so fast that people couldn't react at all.

Chu Wenji's eyes revealed endless fear and unwillingness.

The figure fell down with a loud bang, and there was no sound anymore.

Wei Lin looked coldly at Chu Wenji who was lying on the ground, without a trace of emotion in his eyes.

This general, who was once a powerful figure, also had comrades who fought alongside him.

And so he died by his sword.

The tower fell into deathly silence, with only Wei Linchao's breathing echoing in the air.

He slowly put away his sword, turned around and left the gatehouse.

The figure gradually disappeared in the night, leaving only blood and mess on the ground.

at the same time.

Overnight, the Luowang assassins shuttled between the checkpoints of Yanzhou like ghosts.

The generals stationed in Yanzhou of the Daqian Dynasty were assassinated one by one.

As several generals garrisoning the Daqian Dynasty in Yanzhou died one after another.

The situation in the entire Yanzhou suddenly became turbulent and unpredictable.

The news of the death of these generals was like a bombshell, causing an uproar in all walks of life in Yanzhou.

And as the garrison generals continued to die.

The Chiyu Army under the Yanwang Mansion began to move out.

Riding on flaming war horses, they march towards each checkpoint in a mighty force.

Take over those checkpoints that have lost their garrisoning generals.

The Chiyu Army, as the most elite army in the hands of the Yanwang Mansion, has always been the barrier of the Daqian Dynasty's Xiyu Daling.

They wore crimson armor, helmets decorated with crimson feathers, and flaming red cloaks draped over their backs.

Every soldier of the Red Army is an elite who has undergone rigorous selection and brutal training.

Not only does he possess powerful military force, he also possesses firm beliefs and loyalty.

At this moment, the Chiyu Army was lined up in an orderly manner and marched towards the checkpoints that had lost their garrisoning generals.

The sound of footsteps shook the earth, and the clanging sounds of armor colliding echoed in the air.

From a distance, it looks like a long red dragon winding forward, majestic and awe-inspiring.

With the arrival of the Akami Army, order gradually returned to the checkpoint that had been thrown into chaos and panic due to the death of the garrison general.

The soldiers of the Akami Army quickly took over the defense of the pass.

They arranged the defense lines in an orderly manner, checked weapons and equipment, and ensured that every corner was under strict defense.

However, the original reaction works were from Qianzhou to Yanzhou.

At this time, it's the other way around.

From Yanzhou facing Qianzhou.

The Daqian Dynasty lost all the checkpoints where generals were stationed.

Now there is no leader and everyone is fighting on their own.

Facing the arrival of the Chiyu Army.

Some of the defenders of these checkpoints chose to surrender, while others insisted on resisting.

However, in the face of the powerful military force of the Akami Army, the resistance seemed so pale and powerless.

The soldiers of the Chiyu Army fought with a force as powerful as thunder.

The rebellions at these checkpoints were quickly put down, and the situation in Yanzhou was firmly under control.

(End of this chapter)