Murong Lan ran like a flying horse, and with a long neighing sound, she had already rushed to the city tower. The more than two thousand soldiers left outside the city heard her arrival, and a cheer sounded, and a side general guarding the door came forward to salute her: "I have seen Princess Lan."

Murong Lan recognized that this person was Helan Lu's confidant, named Helan Bada. She had seen him many times. She nodded to Helan Bada: "Where is Lord Lu?"

Helan Bada pointed to the city tower and said, "Mr. Lu was injured and could not command on the front line. He could only go to the city tower first. The soldiers in the city wall were still fighting, but I was afraid they would not last long."

Speaking of this, he frowned slightly, stepped forward, and whispered: "Princess Lan, Lord Lu issued an order before. Half a moment ago, the last batch of wounded soldiers in the city had been evacuated. The back city was only allowed to enter and not leave. When the last two thousand soldiers entered the city, they were also all the people who could still fight in our Helan tribe, so he closed the city gate. He wanted to fight bloody battles."

Murong Lan's expression was calm: "I'll go and meet your Lord Lu."

Helan Bada saluted: "There is a passage to the city here. I will clear the Princess Lan and let you alone..."

Before he finished speaking, he felt a flash in front of him. Murong Lan bent his bow and shot an arrow, and he was impartial. On the beams and pillars of the city tower in front of him, half of the arrows, one foot and three inches long, were sank into the beams and pillars, leaving only a little rod and tail feather outside. After the tail feather, a leather rope more than three meters long was tied, and the arrow was moved. Murong Lan actually took advantage of the power of the arrow and soared into the sky. Like a white phoenix, he went straight to the city tower, pulling the rope in the air, and with a few large swings, the person directly climbed to the city wall more than three meters high.

Such skills are elegant and elegant, full of beauty, and a perfect combination of strength, speed, skills and difficulty. The soldiers who were running down the city even forgot their mission, and they all stopped and looked up, even opened their mouths wide, unable to speak. It was not until the elf queen who was swinging and flying in the air landed steadily on the city tower, and there was a burst of thunderous cheers coming out of the city above and below.

In front of Murong Lan, a man dressed in an ordinary soldier, wearing a leather helmet and cloth robe, with red cloth covering his face, leaving only a pair of eyes outside, but the eyes were filled with fatigue, and his left shoulder was wrapped with wound belts, and three or four blood spots were clearly visible. Murong Lan frowned slightly: "Mr. Lu, why are you so seriously injured?"

Helanlu took off his face, showed a big beard on his face, and shook his head: "The archers of the Jin army climbed up to the city wall. At that time, I was commanding in the urn city. The target was too conspicuous. If it weren't for the few guards who sacrificed their lives to block my arrows, I'm afraid I would be a dead person at this moment."

Murong Lan glanced at the other side of the urn. Xu Chite, who had a ponytail soaring as high as a meteor, nodded: "It's Chite. Now I'm afraid it's the top three archers in the Northern Palace Army. It's really not easy for you to escape under his arrow."

Helanlu's face changed and he looked at Xu Chite: "So that kid is Xu Chite you mentioned? No wonder he would have shot an arrow at a distance of 200 steps. If I hadn't moved at the time, the one that hit the arrow would have been the throat. I was blaming me for being careless and not being so pierced like this, otherwise I wouldn't have been like this..."

Murong Lan looked at the battle situation in the city. The array of armored infantry of the Northern Mansion Army had advanced more than half of the urn city. The corpses of the Helan soldiers in the city were everywhere, with blood flowing everywhere. Only more than a thousand Northern Mansion soldiers advanced like walls with equipment and formations. The spears like forests were pricked like poisonous snakes, making every Helan soldier who tried to come up to break the formation immediately tied into a crowd. From this perspective, there was no possibility of victory in this battle.

Murong Lan frowned: "Helanlu, you are a general of all battles. How can you use this kind of fighting style? There is no one in this world who can beat them when attacking the insurgent formation of the Northern Mansion Army in front of you!"

Helanlu curled his lips: "I have a plan to do this. Now Nancheng is very dangerous, especially at the Ghost Wall. Because the damn Gongsun Wulou left his post without permission, the Jin army had already broken through the city wall. Helangang, a fool, was also fooled by Gongsun Wulou. Even if he could defend Guanggu this time, he would die at the hands of the black robe. All I could do was to make up for his merits, relieve his sins, and replace him with his life."

Murong Lan sighed: "It's also my fault. I left there early. Maybe I can't bear to see the ghost soldiers raging around the world."

Helanlu shook his head: "Princess Lan, you have tried your best. If you hadn't dispatched the ghost soldiers turned into by Dingling people, the ghost wall would have fallen now. However, those ghost soldiers have been eliminated now. The Jin army's attack on the city wall cannot be stopped. I can only find a way to make the Jin army break through from me more and reduce the pressure there."

Murong Lan frowned: "In other words, you are still capable of launching powerful ambush or counterattack. Now this is just a sign of weakness. Want to lure the Jin army into the city?"

Helan Lu said seriously: "Yes, if I really can't defend it, I don't need to die in this urn city. The design of this urn city is originally a killing trap. The flying stones of the Jin army can destroy most of the mechanisms on the front wall, but they cannot attack the urn city. If thousands of soldiers and horses in the Jin army swarm in, these mechanisms can have great lethality. This is our opportunity."

Speaking of this, Helanlu sighed: "However, the general of the Jin army is very good. It seems that the iron bull Xiang Mi is the one who commands the attack here. He has not sent a large army to kill him. He has only maintained a thousand men fighting in the city. When fighting, he is step by step and advances steadily. However, he has invested a lot of men and horses on the city wall and expanded to all directions. He is really worthy of being a little brother who has fought with Liu Yu for a lifetime. Our Dayan is known as a strong army, but if we really have commanding the generals, there are probably not many who can match Xiang Mi."

Murong Lan said calmly: "I feel relieved to see you like this. If there is nothing else, I might have to go to another place."

A strange roar came from the air, accompanied by the exclamations of the soldiers under the city. It was different from the amazement and cheers that Murong Lan had just come to the city. This time it could be said to be a scream, revealing an irresistible fear.

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Murong Lan didn't look back, and a wicked aura rose behind her. She said coldly: "Mingyue, it's not yet evening, what are you doing now?"
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