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Chapter 508 My Great Proclamation, Dead 32
But it's just that they can only see what's coming. By the time they react, the arrow feathers have already reached the subordinate officials.

As soon as the saber in the officer's hand was raised to the front, the arrow feathers had already pierced into his throat.

It's just that the strength was a little weak, which prevented the subordinate officials from being killed immediately.

But death from such fatal injuries was only a matter of time. The subordinate officer covered his neck and stared, his expression became more painful, and his breathing became short of breath.

Compared with the two Gohas who were killed in one blow, if the injuries of the subordinate officials are treated in time and treated by people with superb medical skills, they can also save their lives.

However, the subordinate officials obviously did not have such an opportunity.

After excruciating pain, the subordinate official closed his eyes unwillingly.

Meng Bing witnessed the long struggle of his subordinates with his own eyes, and his fear was even worse.

The Mongolian soldiers in the west city were leaderless for a while, and the remaining officers retreated one after another. The sharp arrow was obviously aimed at them.

Who knows who will die next?
The officers put their knives in front of their necks one after another.

"Shield protection! Find out who shoots the arrow!"

The officer ordered the Mongolian soldiers to raise their shields and form a group, which protected them tightly.

Qi Yuan looked at the tortoise shells on the city wall and smiled even more.

Only when two or three of them die can they have a long memory.There is a huge difference between the Mongolian soldiers in Ancheng and the elite soldiers in Ulimu.

However, it is enough to solve the herdsmen on the grassland.

It was indeed difficult to kill sharp arrows under the shield, but the sight of the Mongolian soldiers was also blocked.

"master?"

Qi Yuan tightened the reins, and the wolves who were lying prone around him stood up one after another.

An Jiu spoke and looked at Qi Yuan who was about to make trouble.

"Come closer to the city gate, you can prepare for the next step."

Hearing this, An Jiu raised his head and looked at the many eagles circling above his head, nodded and walked in front of Qi Yuan.

Everyone inside the tortoise shell was very anxious, so they could only let the soldiers on the outside observe the situation through the gap.

"Wolf pack! It's a pack of wolves!"

"The god of death is coming, the god of death is coming!"

Meng Bing's voice penetrated into everyone's ears.

Qi Yuan and An Jiu wore hoods and were dressed in black, surrounded by a dense pack of wolves and staring at them.

"The wolves surrounded them!"

Meng Bing saw joy in the voices of the Central Plains people surrounded by wolves.

"real??"

The officer saw the two surrounded by wolves through the gap.

The wolves rushed towards the two with gloomy eyes, and the horses lay down. The two kept waving bows and arrows to disperse the wolves, apparently unable to take care of themselves.

The officers were overjoyed to see this.

"Quick, archers get ready! Shoot the arrows, shoot the arrows!"

The officer ordered his men, and the tortoise shell opened to reveal the surrounding crowd.

Qi Yuan looked at Meng Bing and smiled even more.

The circling eagle rushed to the city wall, and the clay pot smashed on the archer.

Meng Bing looked at the eagle and saw the oil on his clothes, and his expression changed drastically.

"It's a fraud, hurry up..."

A rocket came through the sky, and the archer who spoke fell to the ground.

The fire snake sprang up along the oil, and soon spread to the nearby Mongolian soldiers.

The tortoise shell with a gap was completely crushed by the fire, and the Mongolian soldiers gathered in a group were in chaos due to the sudden fire.

More people spread fire between stampedes.

The rockets continued to strike and ignite, and the clay pot smashed into the turtle's shell.

The officer who was protected by Tuantuan turned into a shackle at this time.

There was a sea of ​​flames on the city wall, and the screams of the Mongolian soldiers wafted over Ancheng.

Looking at this scene, An Jiu put away her bow and arrow and looked at Qi Yuan in shock.

Where did these eagles get their pots and oil? ?
What oil can burn so fiercely?

Qi Yuan took off his hood and looked at An Cheng not far away with satisfaction.

"It's God's will."

An Jiu saw that Qi Yuan avoided talking about it and did not dare to ask, after all, he had seen more than one strange thing.

The more you know, the sooner you will die, this principle is regarded by An Jiu as a standard.

The flames on the city wall shot up into the sky, and the Mongolian army in Ancheng became chaotic.

Qi Yuan held the rein with one hand, and the wolves walked out in the night with him.

Like a king descending, all living beings regard him as the master.

Eagles circled high in the sky above Qi Yuan, and the wolves raised their heads and howled.

Such a scene was like the descending of a god, which shocked the remaining Mongolian soldiers in the city.

No matter how many times An Jiu watched this scene, his heart would be agitated, let alone this group of Mongolian soldiers whose inner defenses had been broken.

"Go out of the city and surrender, don't kill if you sacrifice the city."

Qi Yuan took off his hood, and the handsome young man's brows were full of domineering arrogance.

From Qi Yuan's eyes, it seems that he can already see that it is only natural that the world is in his hands.It seems that this person is born to be the master of the world.

Qi Yuan's words fell into Meng Bing's ears, and Meng Bing, who had already been so frightened that his liver and gallbladder split open, dropped his scimitar one after another.

They were climbed out of the city with hands and feet from the dead horses at the gate of the city.

The Mongolian soldiers who left the city kowtowed for mercy.

"God is above, I am willing to serve my Lord for the true God believers for life!"

"Forgive me, spare me, we are willing to surrender and beg for mercy!"

……

An Jiu looked at the black and kneeling Meng Bing in front of him, momentarily at a loss for words and subconsciously looked at Qi Yuan.

He just couldn't understand Qi Yuan's indifferent expression.

"Very good."

After a long while Qi Yuan showed a warm smile and rode towards the city gate.

And the Mongolian soldiers knelt on both sides, looking down at the wolves following the young man in front of them.

The corpse of the horse had already been moved away by the Mongolian soldiers, and the Mongolian soldiers who were left behind by Qi Yuan still maintained a submissive posture while lying on the ground.

An Jiu faced the Mongolian army protecting Qi Yuan into the city, and Qi Yuan himself didn't even look at the man kneeling on the ground.

These Mongolian soldiers are not the same as Zaha's herdsmen. Those herdsmen are also victims of the war, so Qi Yuan can show them a way out.

And these Mongolian soldiers prostrate on the ground, heh!

When did they not have the blood of the people of Ancheng on their hands?How could they be kind when they burned, killed, looted and enslaved the people of Ancheng?

Now it is not on the grassland, but on the battlefield.

Kindness to them is an insult to the people of Ancheng!

With a faint smile, Qi Yuan left behind the boy's not-so-broad back.

Meng Bing, who lowered his head, saw the figure of Killing God disappeared, and immediately got up from the ground and ran to the grassland with all his strength.

For a while, the people who had been serving Qi Yuan as the master just turned their heads and ran wildly.

How can it be tolerated to let a Central Plainsman ride on their heads, they can't beat them, and the elite soldiers and generals of the leader Urimu will surely conquer this place!

The Meng soldiers fled in all directions, sneering at the ridiculous kindness of the Central Plains people in their hearts.

Qi Yuan boarded the tower and looked at the fleeing Mongolian soldiers. He unhurriedly took out the banner of Daxuan from his arms, arranged it and hung it on a high place.

The flag was fluttering in the wind, and the wolves outside the city also started hunting.

The fighting power of Hungry Wolf is beyond doubt.

In front of Qi Yuan, they are well-behaved pets, but in front of Meng Bing, their nature of hungry wolves is fully exposed.

massacre?

Since he was regarded as a totem, he was buried in the belly of a wolf.

Qi Yuan took off the black cloak, revealed the white robe inside and hung the jade pendant around his waist.

Ring Pei Linglang, Daxuan's Jiangshan map will start from here.

Qi Yuan looked at An Cheng, who showed his whole face under the sky, and tightened his hair tie.

Now is the time to turn around.

(End of this chapter)