Ning Haitang looked at the madman, and suddenly, inexplicably, he felt the madman's sadness.

That is anger, an unyielding anger.

Lin Ye felt sorry for those men. They could have lived proudly, walked on the streets of Yunzhou, and been looked up to by the people.

"General, I am humbled by my duty and go to meet General Lin."

A female general under Ning Haitang said: "If we let him charge like this again, we will rush into the enemy's heartland alone."

Ning Haitang was silent for a moment and shook his head: "No need."

She looked to one side and saw that her troops were already outflanking them. It wouldn't be long before the rebel army in front of her would be surrounded by her troops.

"Let him alone."

Ning Haitang turned around and ordered: "The Shenjian battalion is pressing forward. Take good care of him. Don't let him die in the rebel ranks. It's not worth it."

"yes!"

Following the order, one hundred and twenty female soldiers quickly stepped forward. They followed the charging team, and when they saw the opportunity, they fired arrows at the rebels beside Lin Ye.

The accuracy of these one hundred and twenty people's arrows is terrifying.

"General!"

A messenger came over on horseback, clasped his fists towards Ning Haitang and said: "The soldiers and horses of the Xiangshan Camp have already reached the foot of Fuyuan City."

Ning Haitang nodded and looked at the madman again before giving the order.

Then she turned around and ordered: "Beat the drum and advance. Use the drum three times to wipe out all the enemies in front of you."

"kill!"

As the first war drum sounded, all the soldiers and horses from Guzhu Camp pressed forward.

At this time, behind Lin Ye, there was a blood-red road.

Wherever he killed, there were corpses everywhere, a straight path of blood.

He was in the dark crowd, and the straight bloody road behind him stood out so clearly.

The soldiers and horses of Lone Bamboo Camp quickly expanded this bloody road and tore it open on both sides.

Lin Ye grabbed the spear that was thrust towards him and pressed down with one hand. The Beiye soldier holding the spear involuntarily knelt on the ground, unable to hold up Lin Ye's strength.

"Why not surrender?"

The bloody Lin Yewen.

The soldier raised his head and looked at Lin Ye, with no hatred in his eyes.

He said: "If you die, you will not be punished."

Then he yelled, released his hands, no longer wanted the gun, and rushed over to grab Lin Ye's neck.

Two arrows flew from behind Lin Ye, one from the left and one from the right, and accurately shot into the soldier's eye socket.

In the next breath, several female soldiers stepped over from both sides of Lin Ye, continuing to fire arrows as they walked.

Lin Ye stopped. He stood there, watching the soldiers and horses of Lone Bamboo Camp, like the waves crashing on the shore, they quickly smashed the remaining troops of the Beiye Army into pieces.

The blood on his body was still flowing like a stream. The ground under his feet was soaked with blood, and a pool of blood remained.

If you die, you will not be punished.

These five words were recalled over and over again in Lin Ye's mind. Those Beiye Army soldiers probably thought so. If they lingered on alive, they were sinners, and the rest of their lives would be very difficult.

Ning Haitang urged the horse to Lin Ye's side, sat on the horse and looked down at Lin Ye.

"I thought you... were really a heartless person."

After saying this, he urged his horse forward.

Amidst the shouts of death, the last Kitano Army flag standing on the opposite side fell down and soon disappeared in the sea of ​​people.

The teams surrounding him were like floods coming from all sides.
Chapter completed!