Chapter 3311 He Is Not the King of Qin, nor Is He Mingwei

The surrounding soldiers did not dare to answer.

For some reason, they felt a little panicked when they looked at the vast expanse of dark green opposite.

I always feel that this time will be a little different from before.

But no one dared to speak out.

We are about to face a head-on confrontation. Anyone who dares to say depressing words and shake the morale of the army will be in big trouble.

The general will definitely kill him.

Mingcheng took a deep breath and said loudly: "No matter if he is a human or a ghost, we must kill him until the sky is dark and the earth is dark, and return our territory of Northern Qi to a clear sky! Whoever can take the head of the enemy leader will receive a reward of one thousand taels!"

Upon hearing this huge reward, the soldiers' eyes immediately turned red and they all howled.

The Northern Qi soldiers were already brave, but they were even more brave after being stimulated by the bounty. Following Mingcheng, they rushed madly into the green opposite.

The other side is also accelerating.

Boom, boom, boom!

The east wind blows and the war drums beat!

The sound of killing shook the sky!

In an instant, soldiers from both sides rushed together.

The melee and fighting began.

Yun Dai and Hui Yuan stood on the city tower of Canglan Town, watching the war below the city from a distance, without speaking.

To be honest, it doesn't feel good to see people slaughtering each other like animals that have lost their minds.

In particular, Huiyuan has been a monk for forty years and has been reciting sutras for forty years.

Although he has returned to secular life, he still closed his eyes and muttered something.

"What are you talking about?" Yun Dai asked.

"To save the dead souls."

"You have returned to secular life."

"..." Huiyuan sighed and opened his eyes.

Yun Dai's eyes followed that streak of silver.

Zhao Yuanjing is riding on horseback, as if he is in a deserted place, and is extremely brave.

Soon, he and Mingcheng met.

Mingcheng looked at the opponent's martial arts and figure, and he felt inexplicably familiar.

It reminded him of King Qin.

He became more and more confused. While killing the enemy, he approached the man in the silver mask and shouted: "Who are you? Wearing a mask, hiding your head and tail!"

Zhao Yuanjing's eyes flashed with cold light, and he stabbed with his sword.

He is not the King of Qin, nor is he Mingwei.

The enemy is the enemy.

He will not be merciful just because Mingwei is the grandson of the Hou family.

In his eyes, Mingcheng was just the son of that traitor Zhao Yuanqi.

How could Zhao Yuanjing's martial arts be matched by Mingcheng's?

Mingcheng could hurt Mingwei only because Mingwei couldn't attack him.

Zhao Yuanjing stabbed him with his sword. Mingcheng sneered and dodged easily. He was about to taunt a few words, but found that the opponent's sword power had not weakened and was still moving forward——

Mingcheng's heart suddenly went crazy.

He realized he had made a huge mistake.

Before he could react, the sword had already stabbed his horse in the butt.

Zhao Yuanjing held the reins with his left hand and leaned his upper body forward, almost level with the horse's back.

He stabbed the sword and immediately retracted it.

The horse was frightened, raised its head and neighed, and threw Mingcheng off the horse.

Mingcheng rolled a few times on the ground, tried his best to rush onto Zhao Yuanjing's horse, and risked being killed, tearing off the mask from his face!

At an extremely close distance, he could clearly see the other person's handsome, familiar face full of coldness.

It turned out to be him.

The huge impact left Mingcheng stunned on the spot for a moment.

Zhao Yuanjing stabbed his neck with a backhand sword.

He wants to kill Mingcheng.

Yun Dai promised Ming Xiuwen to take Mingcheng back, but he did not agree.

However, he didn't hit it.

One of Mingcheng's lieutenants suddenly rushed over and pulled Mingcheng away. He was exposed to Zhao Yuanjing's sword and was pierced through the chest with the sword!

Mingcheng rolled to the ground.

The deputy general spit out a large mouthful of blood, grabbed Zhao Yuanjing's sword without fear of death, and shouted: "General, leave quickly!"