"Mo Li's behavior is like a god. This time, he killed all the Sui Dogs, which is a great achievement. He will be ranked above Prime Minister Wende of Yizhi in the future, and is just around the corner."

A group of Goguryeo generals immediately flattered and spoke nonsense.

It made the general laugh even loudly...

"Mo Lizhi, look over there!"

A small school rushed to Tushan and shouted: "The fire in the willow forest on Mudan Peak, and the Sui army gathered the defeated troops in the Nanshuiyuan..."

"Nanshui?"

The generals of Goguryeo changed their expressions, but they immediately relaxed.

He waved his hand to signal the generals not to be nervous, and said in a deep voice: "Sui Gou has some skills to gather troops on fire. However, it is better to ignore the defeated soldiers. Lai Hu'er is still trapped in the city, and even if he gathers together, it will be difficult to make a climate. I am telling me that if Sui Gou wants to run, he will run with them... The three armies attacked the city of Pyongyang. Be sure to capture Lai Hu'er alive... Even if he can't be captured alive, he will still be killed in the city."

After saying that, he waved his hand, and more than ten riders rushed down the dirt mountain, raised the horn in his hand, and started to play.

The unique Korean snail sounded particularly clearly on the battlefield. The Goguryeo people immediately shouted in unison, forcing the Sui army toward Pyongyang step by step.

As for the Sui army that fled in all directions, the Goguryeo people ignored it directly.

Yan Qing led Zheng Xing, fought out of the riot army, and retreated to the foot of the Tushan Mountain.

The willow forest on the mountain is still burning, and the sound of magic snails in the distance are heard, and the shouts of killing from the Goguryeo people suddenly resounded through the sky.

"What's going on?"

A Sui soldier sat on the ground and gasped and said, "This is the trumpet of the Goguryeo people, which roughly means to launch the final attack."

Last attack?

Zheng Yanqing was stunned for a moment, and saw Zheng Xing’s embarrassing look, and swallowed the words he said.

He glanced at the group of soldiers and generals brought out by Zheng Xing, and there were about 200 to 300 people. However, after careful identification, at least half of them were Zheng Jiaxiang Yong. Yan Qing couldn't help but feel surprised when he didn't find Zheng Hongyi.

"Zheng Xing, where is Hongyi?"

"I don't know!"

"Aren't you... together?"

Zheng Xing said: "The incident happened suddenly, and the Goguryeo dog thief suddenly came out. I just wanted to lead people to break through... Maybe, I'll be trapped in Pyongyang."

"Hongyi is trapped in the city?"

Zheng Yanqing was suddenly a little panicked.

Before leaving Xingyang, Zheng Renji repeatedly advised him to take good care of Zheng Hongyi. Mrs. Cui even gave up her face and asked Zheng Yanqing to protect Zheng Hongyi in peace. Moreover, Yan Qing also promised to protect Zheng Hongyi and let him return safely.

Zheng Yanqing has little feelings for the Zheng family, but he has a great friendship with Zheng Hongyi.

After all, they grew up together since childhood. Although the two did not have a long time to get in contact, every time they met, Zheng Hongyi always called him "brother is long, brother is short". Now that he heard that Zheng Hongyi's life and death are unknown and he is trapped in the city, Zheng Yanqing immediately became nervous.

"Why don't you look for him to break through?"

"Who can take care of these among the chaotic troops?"

"You, you, you... bastard!"

Yan Qing was so angry that he slapped Zheng Xing on the face, "I am the same clan, and I should share life and death. I can ignore my slander in front of the general. But Hongyi... is the only one under Anyuantang. You actually don't care about him. Could it be that you want Anyuantang to cut off his bloodline?"

"you……"

Zheng Xing was about to have an attack, but under Yan Qing's burning gaze, he couldn't speak.

Zheng Yanqing took a deep breath and asked sternly: "Does anyone know where Hongyi is camping in the city?"

"I know..." A Zheng family brave man stood up and shouted: "I remember Young Master Hongyi set up the camp next to Luozheng Suikong Temple. By the way, he seemed to be stationed with the Feng family. However, the Goguryeo people seemed to be killing the generals from Luozheng Suikong Temple..."

"Shen Guang, follow me to pick up Ying Hongyi...

The rest immediately retreated to the Nanshui Camp. Captain Xie stood there, stabilized his position first, and then killed the general and returned to capture Pyongyang City."

After Zheng Yanqing finished speaking, he turned over and ran away quickly.

Shen Guang and other tiger guards also boarded the horse without saying a word. The local tyrant who had previously told the people that Zheng Hongyi's whereabouts also snatched a horse and then chased after him.

"Master Zheng, I know where Luo Zheng Suikong Temple is. I will take you there!"

After his movement, more than a dozen local warriors followed him. Yuzhe looked at Zheng Xing in unison. A child from the clan stepped forward and asked, "Young Master, should we follow us too?"

Zheng Xing was slapped by Yan Qing, and his eyes were filled with a hint of resentment.

Hearing it, he curled his lips and said coldly: "Are you going to die? These Goguryeo people from all directions, and they have launched a general attack. Now, there is a dead end... If you want to die, just go there. Then Zheng Yanqing wants to be a hero, but I don't want to."

Everyone was silent when they heard this!

Glory and life...

Although they are eager to gain merit and glory, it is not very cost-effective to pay their lives for it.

"Don't you go?"

Zheng Xing said coldly: "Then let me retreat to the Nanshui Camp, stabilize the position first, and then make plans."
Chapter completed!