Because of the attack of the wolves, the defense of the Imperial Army was messed up from the inside, and the human wall composed of shields outside had no defensive effect, and it was tilted and could not form a formation.

"Raise the shield for me!" The Imperial Guard general rode on the horse and shouted at the Imperial Guards who were fleeing under the sharp claws of the wolves. Unexpectedly, his mount suddenly screamed and couldn't help it. The general also landed on the ground and was soon bitten by a giant wolf.

"Boom--!" At this time, the Dragon and Tiger Guard had already rushed to the Imperial Guard, and the horses wearing soft hedgehog armor knocked away the Imperial Guard holding a long spear shield.

The sound of weapons colliding, the sound of men shouting and killing, the sound of horse hooves, and the sound of Yanbei's long sword slashing into the body of the imperial guards, suddenly filled this vast suburb.

"Zhang Eryou, shrink your formation and protect the emperor to the mountain in front!" The deputy of the Imperial Army shot through the wild wolf's belly, and shouted at the Imperial Army Captain next to him with a wolf blood on his face.

"Yes! General, be careful!" The captain named Zhang Eryou called out the elite troops of the Imperial Army under his command, protected Song Shijun and the civil and military ministers, and led them to escape to the high ground not far away.

Because the wolf pack received Yue Qiyun's instructions in advance, they only attacked the Imperial Guards wearing black and red armor, and did not even look at the ministers in official costumes.

Poor, the Imperial Guards who were raised in the capital and never knew what the war was. With wolves biting inside and dragon and tiger guards fighting outside, they had been defeated after less than half a stick of incense. They left behind the corpses that were bitten by the wolves, and the wounded soldiers who were dying by Yanbei's long sword, chased their emperor and fled around without a life.

"You bunch of wastes, waste!" Song Shijun was supported by the imperial guards and fled to the low-high mountain, while cursing at the Imperial Guards who protected him around: "Two thousand people can't beat hundreds of people, what's the use of Is I raising you?"

"Your Majesty, your Majesty, your Majesty!" Zhang Eryou kept comforting the emperor while commanding the remaining imperial guards to make the final defense.

Soon, the archers of the Imperial Guards put their bows in their hands and kept firing arrows at the dragon and tiger guards that followed one after another.

Round after round of arrow rain shot out. Unexpectedly, the Dragon and Tiger Guards wearing black armor were not affected by arrow rain. Instead, most of the defeated troops of the Imperial Guards sandwiched between the two armies were killed and injured.

In less than half an hour of battle, there were only a thousand people left in the Imperial Guard, and there were all unrecognizable wounded soldiers bitten by the wolves. There were only a few hundred people who had combat effectiveness.

However, the two hundred imperial guards, because their clothes were different from those of the imperial guards, were not attacked by wolves, and they did not lose a few people with their own fists and feet.

At this time, the Dragon and Tiger Guard lost more than a dozen brothers because of the fierce battle at the North Gate, the encounter at the South Gate, and the close combat just now. Seeing his brother die in battle, the Dragon and Tiger Guards' eyes turned red and bit the escaped imperial guards fiercely until they forced Song Shijun and their civil and military ministers to the highest peak of the hill.

"Yue Qiyun, Yue Yi's soul is about to be scattered. Are you still chasing me and shouting to kill me?" Song Shijun stood on the rock on the top of the mountain and shouted to Yue Qiyun who was running wildly on the mountainside:

"You unfaithful and unfilial traitor, look back, the Taoists of Baiyun Taoist Temple are trying to suppress your father's soul! In a moment, Yue Ni's soul completely dissipated and he could no longer enter the six realms of reincarnation!"

After hearing Song Shijun's words, Yue Qiyun was shocked and pulled the reins of the horse and looked out of Fengbo Pavilion, looking at the high platform made of wood.

On the high platform, a group of Taoist priests wearing seven-star Taoist robes were sitting on it in a strange position, muttering in their mouths. There was also an old Taoist priest with white beards floating in the face, holding a whisk in front of his hand and walking quickly among the Yin-Yang fish composed of Taoist priests.

The fierce battle here did not have any impact on their rituals. The Taoist priests were concentrating on doing mysterious rituals, with steady and peaceful expressions on their faces, as if they were in a quiet Taoist temple, rather than such a bloody battlefield.

In the flash of lightning, Yue Qiyun saw an illusory shadow. He followed closely behind the old Taoist priest. Looking at it, it was indeed a trend of becoming increasingly weak!

Seeing the familiar figure, Yue Qiyun's eyes suddenly became hot, but when she saw him following the old Taoist every step he took, her figure became more transparent. She couldn't help but be so scared that she had a broken heart!

If Qi Yun had not traveled from the distant and strange modern times to this unknown ancient times, she would not have believed in the sayings of ghosts and gods in the world. However, after that mysterious time travel, the remnants of modern souls mixed with the remaining will of ancient Yue Qiyun, which forced her to believe such a mysterious existence.

"General Zhou Lang, you will continue to chase after you with your brothers first, I'll go downstairs!" How could Yue Qiyun sit down and watch his father's soul be harmed by the emperor again? He just gave a simple command and was about to hit him.

At this moment, the clear eagle song of the clouds sounded in the sky!

"Master, don't disturb them!" Chuanyun's voice came to Yue Qiyun's ears through layers of night. "That old Taoist is very capable. He is not harming your father's soul, but is cleaning up the anger of the soul of the wronged and dead. The soul can fly to the heaven of the heaven of the dead if it is completely transparent!"

In Chuanyun's heart, the definition of gods is the immortality in the mouth of the grassland people.

Without Yue Qiyun's instructions, Zhaoyue stopped and stopped in place to wait for Yue Qiyun's decision.

With a lingering gaze staring at the shadow that gradually became transparent at the foot of the mountain, Yue Qiyun seemed to have returned to her childhood. She sat on her father's saddle, leaning on her warm embrace, walking through the mountains and rivers.

Her nose was slightly sour, and the itchy throat appeared. She lay on Zhaoyue's body and coughed violently!

"Dad...cough cough cough..." The heart seemed to be tightly clutched by a big hand, and then twisted and stirred. The heart-wrenching pain made her almost unable to breathe.

A large amount of fishy and sweet smell surged into her throat. She opened her mouth and a mouthful of blood spurted out, dyeing Zhaoyue's snow-white mane red.

"Master!" Zhaoyue sniffled uneasily, and it keenly felt Yue Qiyun trembling violently.

Another violent cough, another mouthful of blood spurted out, and Yue Qiyun lay weakly on the horse's back, as if she had completely lost her vitality.

"Ha, ha!" Yue Qiyun's appearance made Song Shijun, who was standing on the huge rock on the top of the mountain, see clearly. He stroked his palm and laughed: "Yue Qiyun, you dare to assassinate me just like you? Do you know that I am the true dragon emperor, and assassinating me is against the will of heaven!"
Chapter completed!