Inside the door opening.


    The violent man held his bloody head in his hand, and the warm blood fell on the flat ground in front of him.


    The broadsword stained with red plasma was raised, and the blood red eyes looked around at the soldiers with a spear three steps away.


    "Close the city gate?"


    "Dog! Do you want to shrink in the city and be a shrinking turtle?"


    "My Lord is still outside the city! My brother is still outside the city! What do you want? Abandon it?"


    The angry hiss quickly suppressed the noise in the door.


    The big man took a step forward, pointed the horizontal knife at the head of the city, frowned and glared at the figure, and shouted.


    "Che! Don''t fucking rely on your master''s name!"


    "I''ll say it today! The gate can''t be closed!"


    "If the soldiers of Datang are coming, let''s have a good time! Let''s show our momentum of guarding the border!"


    After that, he cut the blade on the cross bar with thick legs in front of him. The blade was tight and embedded with deep marks. The remaining strength did not disappear. The blade trembled and hummed.


    He picked up the blood dripping head in his hand and threw it on the ground. He rolled twice, showing his frightened face before death.


    "Who dares to approach the crossbar today? Don''t blame my sword for not having eyes!"


    "This is the best end."


    Pooh.


    With a mouthful of spittle, the strong man pulled out the broadsword that cut into the crossbar, held it in his hand, and the bloodthirsty light flashed in his eyes.


    "I''m dying! I''m fucking dying! Don''t be a deserter or a running dog."


    The chariot on the head of the city is very important. It is clear that it is pointing at the mulberry and swearing at the locust, making fun of itself, relying on its master''s name, but rushing to a timid job.


    "Who is this?"


    There was a gnashing of hatred in his low voice.


    The guard on his side frowned and came up.


    "General Shen''s escort."


    "It is said that general Shen was very loyal to him because he was saving his life."


    Che enwu''s face twitched and his heart was angry.


    A martial arts man, regardless of the overall situation of the whole territory, dare to talk here!


    If the Great Wall is not to block the soldiers of the Tang Dynasty, why mobilize 100000 people to build it!


    Even if it is not connected to the front line, we must let the officers and men of the Tang Dynasty Cross Mountains and create many ambush fighters for Koguryo.


    But this foolish man only knows to fight and collide. He doesn''t need to have this solid natural moat. Instead, he wants to show his courage?


    Che enwu''s face was gloomy and terrible. The shrill screams outside the city were getting closer and closer. He brushed his cloak and shouted loudly.


    "I need you to teach me how to do things?"


    "Disobey military orders, block combat strategies, kill!"


    Brush.


    When the swords came out of the scabbard, the soldiers at the head of the city poured down.


    "Coming! The cavalry of Datang rushed in!"


    I don''t know who screamed in the doorway.


    After a short stay, the crowd suddenly burst into a pot, and the crowd pushed and pushed again.


    "Hahaha! The dog general guarding the city was still barking. How did he shrink his head like this?"


    Amid wild laughter, Yuchi Jingde had straddled the jujube red war horse and ran to the door of the cave.


    Blood stains flowed on the cold and glittering heavy knife, and Yuchi Jingde, who was bathed in blood, added a point of prestige to the panic at the gate of the city.


    Like the ghost who claimed his life, the heavy knife chopped at the heads that were squeezed together, and the bloody rain fell at this moment.


    The warm blood spattered on the crowd in front of the road, and the thick bloody gas filled the nostrils. Vaguely, the soldiers seemed to see the shadow of the king of hell.


    The hysterical screams, the bitter pain of eating, and the urging sound of tearing heart and lungs were in a mess in the whole city cave.


    Unexpectedly, like cutting leeks, the taxi soldiers fell slowly in front of Yuchi Jingde. The headless body was mixed with the surging taxi soldiers and surged forward. Seeing this strange scene, the taxi soldiers hissed and screamed again.


    With the barrier of these crowded crowds, the advance speed of the Tang cavalry suddenly stagnated, and they could only clean up the soldiers in front of them.


    "General! Missed! Run!"


    The guard pulled enwu''s sleeve on the car and dragged it back crazily.


    Che enwu forced blood out of his eyes. Looking at the man covered with blood and still tenaciously protecting the crossbar behind him, he burst out a spark of resentment in his heart.


    "I''m so angry!"


    With a brush, he took out the cold blade from his waist and stepped out.


    "Reckless man, do me a great deal!"


    "I''m going to chop the dog''s head myself so that I can work for the master."


    The guard suddenly hugged the previous body from behind and hung it on Che enwu''s waist. There were tears in the corners of his eyes and hissed to dissuade him.


    "Calm down, general!"


    "These soldiers at the gate of the city have become cattle and sheep stretching their heads to be slaughtered! They can''t hold the Tang cavalry for too many hours!"


    "When they enter the city, we''ll be too late if we want to go again!"


    The angry body seemed to turn a deaf ear to the roar in his ears and ran away.


    "This son will never die! I hate him!"


    "If I miss the border, I lose all my face. How can I face to see my master?"


    "Let me die! Let me die!"


    The hands around the waist were tightly bound and didn''t want to loosen for a moment.


    "Keep the green mountains, don''t worry about no firewood."


    "If you miss the border, the city is still there, and the king''s city is still there!"


    "The general can also do meritorious service for crimes!"


    The voice fell, and the hand knife cleaved to Che enwu''s neck. In an instant, it was dark in front of him.