At this time, Deputy General Chang stood on the drum cart, looking at the fearless appearance of Qiao's army, veins bulged on his forehead and neck, and he raised and lowered his arms, beating the drum more and more urgently!

Hurry up!

Faster!

As long as we can tackle the tough problem of Wuding today, the road ahead will be smooth and it will be the general's lasting achievement!

The Northern Army continued to advance, and under the stimulation of the drumbeats, their faces turned red and their attacks were ruthless. The Qiao family army was no match for the four hands with two fists, and they were inevitably caught in a dilemma, and their bodies were covered with blood.

The Yong army behind them were just worried about disrupting the Qiao family army's formation, but now they assessed the situation and rushed forward with their guns raised. Some of them shouted:

"If we are on the same battlefield together and always hide behind our predecessors, where is our enlightenment?"

"If you die, you will be a flower, and I will be a blade of grass beside the flower!"

This sentence really embodies the ruffian spirit of Qiao's army.

Qiao San grinned when he heard that, "Good boy, the young are formidable! Come! Help me block the right side!"

After Qiao San opened the conversation, the rest of the Qiao family army no longer insisted, so more and more young Yong soldiers came forward and engaged in close combat with the Northern Army.

The battle became more intense. The enemy's blood was stained on the weapons, and the fishy smell came into our noses. Both sides were blood-thirsty.

But the Northern Army had the advantage in numbers. They repeatedly squeezed the Yong Army's formation and had already vaguely seen the momentum of victory.

Mo Qiandai was guarding the rear, his brows furrowed at this moment.

The 40,000 Yong troops just now seemed to have descended from the sky, and he dared not relax his mind anymore.

He looked far away and his eyes fell on Qiao Zhongguo who was standing firmly in the center of the army.

The two sides were so far apart that he couldn't see Qiao Zhongguo's face at all, but as a fellow commander, he could clearly sense the aura emanating from Qiao Zhongguo.

The Yong army was in trouble, but Qiao Zhongguo remained as unmoved as a mountain and seemed to still have confidence.

He...what other cards does he have?

At this time, Deputy General Chang's arms were already sore, but he did not dare to rest, because he knew very well that if he kept going, he would lose strength.

Persevere, and persevere again!

Deputy General Chang gritted his teeth and the drum beat like a torrential rain. At this moment, the front army suddenly shouted loudly!

Deputy General Chang looked up hurriedly, and saw that the Northern Army soldiers in the middle had finally pierced into the encirclement of the Yong Army like a sharp knife!

When Mo Qiandai saw this scene, he suddenly straightened his upper body, a look of joy suddenly appeared between his brows, and the morale of the Northern Army soared!

Once the defensive formation is broken, the remaining Yong army will be like a turtle in a jar, and can be defeated one by one!

Deputy General Chang was like a chicken with blood pumped up. He beat the drum tirelessly and became more and more passionate, shouting:

"kill!!!"

The Northern Army was vigorous and continued to expand the defense gap of the Yong Army, and their faces flushed with excitement.

They looked up and saw Qiao Zhongguo sitting on his horse with a sword in his hand not far away. He was no longer the unreachable figure in the legend.

It turns out that the omnipotent Qiao Zhongguo is just like this. If I can take his head today, I will stand proudly in the army and leave my name in history!

Seeing the Northern Army rushing towards General Qiao like hungry wolves, the Yong Army's eyes turned red and they roared:

"How dare the northern bandits be so rampant!"

Qiao Zhongguo did not dodge or evade. He looked into the distance. After he swung his sword and cut off the head of the Northern Army that fell in front of his horse, a little golden light finally appeared in his field of vision.

Here we come!

Qiao Zhongguo's eyes suddenly lit up, and he suddenly raised the long sword in his hand, and shouted loudly with a clanging voice:

"Prince Ling, beat the drum! Welcome the army!"

"Respect the general's order!"

A clear and solemn voice sounded, but it was unclear where it came from.

The Yong troops who rushed forward to protect Qiao Zhongguo without hesitation kept moving their hands, but there was confusion in their eyes.

Prince Ling? Isn't Prince Ling still a child? Where is he? Where did the army come from?

When the garrison troops who originally belonged to Wuding heard this, they finally relaxed their brows and breathed a sigh of relief.

The Northern Army hesitated a bit when they heard this, but the next moment someone burst into laughter.

Still welcoming the army?

Qiao Zhongguo is really at the end of his rope, and he has no other tricks to come up with except the empty city plan!

"Qiao Zhongguo, die!"

The Northern Army shouted in unison. As long as they cut off Qiao Zhongguo's head, the morale of the rest of the Yong Army would naturally be in chaos and they would be easily captured!

However, just as they raised their knives

Boom——

Boom boom boom——

The drumbeats began, slow at first, staggered with the Northern Army's drumbeats, and then gradually became faster, beginning to gather strength.

This time, everyone heard it clearly!

Everyone looked up at the same time; the drum sound came from the Wuding city wall!

In the distant central army, Mo Qiandai heard the drumbeats from the opposite side and couldn't help but tense up.

Deputy General Chang's hand movements slowed down slightly. He was already nearly exhausted and the rhythm was disrupted, and the drum beats began to shake.

He looked up blankly, and then he saw a figure appear on the Wuding city wall.

Deputy General Chang widened his eyes. He could only see the upper body, vaguely a thin... young man?

The young man had a conspicuous red headband on his forehead and his long hair was combed high. He raised and lowered the red drumstick, and the drum sounds were steady and powerful, and getting faster and faster!

Deputy General Chang took a deep breath and was about to compete with the opponent, but at this time, exclamations and gasps were heard all around.

Deputy General Chang quickly turned his head to look, suddenly his mouth opened wide, and the movements of his hands stopped completely.

The drumbeats of the Northern Army stopped, while the drumbeats of the Yong Army were like the rising sun, gradually becoming heavier and faster, just like a beam of light bursting out from the mountains, illuminating the mountains and rivers!

Deputy General Chang couldn't stop shaking, and the drumstick slipped from his hand. He saw countless black spots approaching rapidly on the east and west sides of Wuding, as if... as if...

"The Wuding army is here, who dares to invade our land?"

A deep and passionate voice came from the east side of Wuding. A man was leading the way on a horse with an imposing bearing. It was Ren Chong, the commander of Wuding!

Behind him, Xiao Qianyue rode a horse, holding a flag with the word "Ren" in it, with flying hair and a stern look in her eyes.

Someone in the Yong army had already shouted, "General Ren!"

At the same time, on the west side of Wuding, Qiao Diyi rode his horse quickly, holding the "Qiao" flag high above his head, and shouted loudly:

"Raise the flag!"

As soon as the words fell, countless flags were erected on the east and west sides, fluttering in the wind, and the bright "Yong" character shone dazzlingly!

"It's the Major General!" Some people in the Yong army cried with joy!

The sound of drums was louder and louder, and the Wuding army rode forward on horseback, shaking the battlefield beneath their feet.

The Northern Army looked dazed, standing still with their swords and guns in hand, and they didn't come back to their senses for a long time.

In the distance, after seeing this scene clearly, Mo Qiandai swayed on the horse's back, his face as pale as paper.

The Wuding Army is an Army of 200,000!

They are not dead at all!

It's over.......everything is over......

Deputy General Chang came to his senses and stumbled down from the drum cart. Before he could run to Mo Qiandai's side, Qiao Zhongguo's voice rang out amid the dense drum beats:

"My men, kill the northern bandits and secure the country!"

The next moment, shouts and screams rang out, almost turning the world upside down.

"Kill the northern bandits and stabilize the country!!!"