Chapter 679 (1/2)
The first cavalry to enter the imperial city and the flag bearer standing next to him just had time to raise their heads amid the screams of the rebels.
The tiny silver needle ran through the cavalry's eyebrows. The cavalry saw a flash of silver under the scorching sun. The next moment they had lost their lives and fell off the horse's back.
With a loud crash, he finished his sentence at the beginning of summer: ”die...”
Many people haven't reacted yet. Tens of thousands of people, including the rebels and the soldiers in the Imperial City, looked at the scene foolishly and couldn't believe their eyes.
I saw a thin young man in blue coming in the wind.
The cavalry fell to the ground for no reason. He hit the ground and hit his head with blood foam.
So no one saw the silver needle at all.
Except... The flag bearer next to him.
Because his hand was also shot by a silver needle, and the Dragon flag fell to the ground
Dead silence and cold horror spread treacherously in front of the Danfeng gate.
The rebels looked at the cavalry in front of them foolishly and didn't know how to react.
But the horse was different from people. Even the one in a million war horses saw this scene and felt the killing intention of the silver needle. The biological instinct made the horse hiss up to the sky, and then ran away to the side and rear.
The flag bearer, however, had a different mind from everyone. He neither looked at the fallen cavalry nor paid attention to the galloping horses.
He... Recognized the beginning of summer when he approached with a blue shadow.
This flag bearer is Si Bairong, the former Minister of foreign affairs.
Bai Rongxing just wanted to lick his merits in front of Xiao Yanjun. He could not lead the army and fight.
As the former three grade general secretary who defected from the palace with Xiao Yanjun, Bai Rongxing can only seize the opportunity to introduce himself to the position of flag bearer.
However, at the moment, he seemed to be suffering from a loss of heart madness in an instant. Regardless of the Dragon flag falling to the ground, he ran away and ran away. While running quickly, he shouted: ”the wronged soul of the young marquis is coming...”
”Here comes the wronged soul...”
As he turned around, he stepped on the Dragon flag on the ground. The Dragon flag rolled up under his eyes and looked very unbearable.
Tens of thousands of soldiers in the imperial city were still dead at this time, but their eyes had moved from the cavalry who fell to the ground in the square to the flag.
The Dragon flag that represents the royal dignity of the state of Xiao and the will of the rebels, the flag that should always fly in front of the rebels, and the flag that doesn't fall down, unexpectedly fell to the ground
At the beginning of the summer, he was hit by a blow. He had already turned around and shot the left and right horizontal bars in the sky feather arrows from the rebels and jumped back to the roof.
He flicked his toes and soared again.
No arrow... Can catch up with his speed!
At the beginning of summer, he was generous and gave full play to his lightness skills.
When the rebels heard the call of the flag bearer, Shi Fuqiu waved his right hand, and the archers in Shi's army opened their bows and arrows, pouring out round after round.
But the feather arrow couldn't even wipe a corner of his clothes in early summer. The rebels were shocked by his shocking lightness skill. They couldn't help but roar with Bai Rongxing's words: ”the evil soul is coming...”