Ghost doctor: Princess please come to the throne

Chapter 574 Meet in a narrow road!
Chapter 574: Encounter on a Narrow Road!
When the generals of Xilan heard this, they were instantly in a dilemma.

Both the body and the heart instinctively wanted to retreat, but the remaining rationality told them that they could not retreat.

However, no matter how the Empress Dowager Xiao struggled, it would be difficult to save. Although the Shenyu Army only had less than 30 people, but at this moment, it was like a rainbow, sweeping in waves like waves, and the coalition forces of the two dynasties had no power to fight back. It is the harvesting state of pressing and beating.

The odds of a comeback are slim!

"Empress Dowager, the enemy's attack is too fierce, we'd better retreat to the city." A general knelt down in front of Empress Dowager Xiao, covered in blood and bruises, earnestly said, "As the saying goes, if you keep the green hills, you don't have to worry about no firewood. We must temporarily avoid the sharp edge, if we continue, we may be wiped out!"

They have tried to counterattack with all their strength, but the facts have proved to be useless, so they should retreat bravely!
All the soldiers looked at each other, and their hearts began to shake. Looking at the chaotic coalition forces of the two dynasties, they felt a little desperate.

"You bastard!" Empress Dowager Xiao flicked her sleeves fiercely, "Speaking such a bastard thing will boost up other people's aspirations and destroy your own prestige!"

"Empress Dowager, I don't dare." The lieutenant general is also a straightforward person. He has already seen that Empress Dowager Xiao is unhappy, and he still bites the bullet and persuades, "Empress Dowager thinks twice, we still have time to think about countermeasures if we continue to withdraw our troops and return to the city. If the battle continues, I'm afraid it won't last for a few hours..."

"Shut up! What do you know?" Queen Mother Xiao stopped.

She glanced over with cold Ruo Qiushuang eyes, her attitude was firm, "The Ai family has already said, you are not allowed to withdraw, are you going to disobey the military order, or are you going to rebel?"

At this moment, Empress Dowager Xiao is obviously sincere.

There was a slight anxiety on her expression, but there was a little bit of dim light in the depths of her sharp eyes. After speaking, she raised her eyes and looked at a distant position, as if she was waiting for something.

"I dare not..."

The soldiers will bow their heads in response.

The military order is like a mountain, and I have to follow it.

Empress Dowager Xiao stood tall on top of the car, looking deeply into the distance with charming eyes, "Xiling Moqian, if you slip up and lie again this time, the Ai family will definitely tear you to pieces!"

"Kang kuang -- bump --"

"what……"

Swords collided, sharp blades pierced into flesh, blood spattered, roars, screams... the sound was chaotic and mixed, the battlefield was filled with gunpowder smoke, looking at the past, amidst a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, thick flames and smoke rolled and twisted.

In the dark night, it's like a picture of purgatory!

The ghost-faced general wielded the long sword in his hand, and the knife was fatal, splitting the soldiers attacking around him, killing them red-eyed.

The scarlet and ruthless eyes stared at one place through the thousands of troops, as if he had lost his mind, and at this moment, he didn't care about anything, and rushed towards her.

Ling Xiyue quickly rushed to Bei Chenyan's side, shouting Sha Zhentian around. After a quick exchange of glances, the two turned to the depths of Xilan's army.

Looking back at each other, they nodded silently.

Obviously, the two wanted to go together.

Capture the thief first and capture the king, since killing the coach is useless, then change it!
With Bei Chenyan's arm hanging down, Ling Xiyue stretched out her hand and held the man's big palm. With the strength of Bei Chenyan's pulling it down, she turned around and flew behind him, sitting firmly on his horse's back.

The cooperation between the two does not need any words at all, and the tacit understanding is perfect.

However, just as Bei Chenyan leaped out of the ground with a galloping horse, a maroon war horse appeared in front of him, stopping in front of them and forcing the two of them to stop.

"Bei Chenyan, Ling Xiyue, this general has been waiting for this day for too long, let's end it today!" Guimian waved his blood-stained hand, pointing his long sword at the two of them.

The face under the mask was so angry that it was almost distorted.

Ling Xiyue glanced up and down, turning aside the ghostly face in front of her that seemed to be extremely excited.

What kind of song is this singing, and what kind of deep hatred is there, as if he killed his whole family.

"Who is here, tell me your name, my sword will never cut anyone who is unknown." Bei Chenyan looked over coldly, staring at the blocker that suddenly jumped out in front of him, feeling a little familiar.

The veins in the ghost-faced sword-holding hand suddenly bulged, and he roared, "You actually asked who this general is, hahahaha..."

Blood was flying everywhere, and on the Asura Field, where the flames of war were burning, this maniacal laughter sounded, as if a ghost crawled out of hell, and there was no sense of disobedience with this sound.

"You forgot, but I won't forget. I've dreamed about it all because of you!" Guimian waved his sword and pointed at Bei Chenyan, then pointed at Ling Xiyue at the back, "And you!"

Ling Xiyue frowned and couldn't help laughing.

Brother, can you stop saying such nonsensical words, so you don't have to be responsible?
You rushed out out of nowhere, said something inexplicable, and laughed like a fool there, the devil knows who you are!

But this tone, this feeling, really reminded her of someone.

The ghost face's teeth were almost bleeding from biting, but when he looked at Ling Xiyue, apart from the resentment, there were some other indescribable colors in the depths of his eyes, which were entangled and painful, making people a little incomprehensible.

He's had enough, he's in too much pain and doesn't want to wait any longer!
"Bei Chenyan, die!" The ghost-faced sword pointed at the sky, and galloped towards Bei Chenyan.

Bei Chenyan looked back and Ling Xiyue looked at each other. At this time, the ghost's face had already rushed to the door. , The long sword in Ghost Face's hand has been broken in two!

Vulnerable!
These two are not on the same level at all.

"Ang—" The war horse under Ghost Face was frightened, trembling and neighing towards the sky, he was thrown to the ground at once, and rushed into the chaos army with hooves, the rolled Ghost Face rolled several times on the ground, and it was stable down.

"call--"

The sound of the wind waving the long sword.

As soon as the ghost face raised its head, a sharp sword pointed against its neck.

Bei Chenyan straddled the horse, holding the sword in his hand, as if he hadn't moved, just looked down at him coldly.

The ghost-faced general's eyes were crimson like a ghost, and his hands were bloodied from rolling to the ground. He grabbed the sharp blade sharply and gritted his teeth, "Bei Chenyan, if you want to kill, kill it, don't want to be humiliated again!"

He knew that Bei Chenyan's skill had improved, but he never expected that he would reach such a state, and after working so hard for so long, he couldn't stop the opponent's move in the end, how ridiculous!
By now, apart from being filled with resentment, Ghost Mian felt more hopeless.

How can he take revenge, and when will he wait?
Ling Xiyue raised her eyebrows, "I do have a bit of backbone."

Seeing the heroic appearance of Ghost Face going to death, Bei Chenyan's cold face of Shura remained unchanged, he drew his sword and swung his backhand upward at his neck, saying coldly, "As you wish."

Blood was splashed, and with a "touch", the ghost face fell to the ground.

(End of this chapter)