Seeing Lei Tengfeng gradually calm down, Lei Zhenting walked to the side and sat down. Mo Xiuyao's sudden resurrection was also a big impact on him, forcing him to start thinking about all this. Mo Xiuyao would never have been able to pretend to die for no reason, and even abandon all the advantages obtained by the Mo family army in the early stage. At this point, Lei Zhenting could naturally see a little name. If he continued according to the original situation, it would have to be at least three years and five years before he could decide the victory or defeat. Now it seems... Mo Xiuyao's trick to kill him was obviously to solve such a deadlock as soon as possible. And it was obviously very effective, at least... Mo Jingli was probably solved by him now. Otherwise, the Mo family army would not have crossed Liyang so quickly. There was also the army of nearly one million... that must be Mo Jingli's original troops.

"That waste Mo Jingli! I really look down on him." Lei Zhenting said in a deep voice.

"Father, Mo Jingli is not Mo Xiuyao's opponent." Lei Tengfeng frowned. Lei Zhenting sneered: "Adversary?! If I guessed right, that waste was destroyed by Mo Xiuyao without even fighting with Mo Xiuyao. Otherwise, where do you think Mo Xiuyao's army of hundreds of thousands came from? Mo Xiuyao is not a god. The north has been wars for years and is already sparsely populated. What method should he use to transform an army of 700,000 or 800,000 people in such a short time?" The army is nothing else, it can be used as a person. It must be a young and strong man, and it must undergo some basic training. Otherwise, if so many people go to the battlefield, they will be able to step on their own without killing their own people.

"What my father meant is that Mo Xiuyao's 800,000 army was taken from Mo Jingli?" Lei Tengfeng said in shock.

Lei Zhenting sneered, "Is there any other possibility? You just said... Murong Shen and Nan Hou are not in the army?" Lei Tengfeng nodded. Although he did not understand this, Lei Tengfeng still felt something was wrong when contacting Mo Xiuyao's sudden appearance. He reported everything to Lei Zhenting one by one. Lei Zhenting frowned. Not to mention Lei Tengfeng, even he himself could not understand where Nan Hou and Murong Shen would not wait to return to Feihong Pass with Mo Xiuyao. If they could not understand, they had to temporarily go.

Shi Zhenting ordered his subordinates to pay attention to the movements in Mo Xiuyao and Mo Jingli and Nanchu, and then locked his eyes on Feihong Pass. At this point, at Mo Xiuyao's speed, it was too late for them to retreat. What's more, if he just retreated Xiling in shame, which one would put it? If Mo Xiuyao was still chasing him back, it would be even less beneficial to Xiling. In addition, Lei Zhenting had a vague premonition that this time... would be the last time he would fight with the Mo family army.

At Feihong Pass, the Mo family army was still covered in white and was ready for battle. At Feihong Pass, the Xiling army was also very powerful and eyed. On the city tower, Ye Li and the old general Yuan Pei stood side by side, and Feng Zhiyao, Leng Haoyu, Han Mingyue, Qin Feng and others stood beside him. General Yuan Pei smiled and said, "It seems that Lei Zhenting is determined to capture Feihong Pass. Look at this formation... He will not retreat if he does not capture Feihong Pass." Feng Zhiyao frowned and said, "What medicine did Lei Zhenting take? His injuries have not healed yet?"

Ye Li nodded and said calmly: "In less than two or three months, his injury will not heal."

"Look at that side..." Han Mingyue, who was standing on the side, raised her hand and pointed lightly. Everyone looked in the direction he pointed. A tall man in armored robe stood in the place where the battle flags fluttered behind the army. Feng Zhiyao frowned and said, "That's... Lei Tengfeng, why is he here? He shouldn't be with General Murong and the others... Could it be..." Ye Li said decisively: "No, Lei Tengfeng can't deal with Nan Hou and General Murong alone. Lei Tengfeng's face was not very good, and something should have happened there." Han Mingyue raised her eyebrows and said, "The princess is so confident? If so, why has General Murong and Nan Hou not come back yet?" Ye Li frowned and shook her head and said, "This... I don't know."

Han Mingxi touched his forehead, moaned and pointed at the bottom, saying, "I said, what we should be worried about now are the people below. More than 600,000 troops... They can even smash Feihong Pass with stones, right?"

Yuan Pei glanced at Han Mingxi dissatisfiedly and said, "Boy Han, what are you saying? As long as I have a breath, Feihong Pass will not be broken!"

"Then you must live for a long time," Han Mingxi smiled with a smile on his lips.

Everyone on the city tower was happy, and the generals of Xiling under the city were in a bad mood. Especially when they saw the large white clothes, they were originally desolate and heavy in the eyes of Xiling, but now they were shady in the eyes of Xiling. A general of Xiling with a hot temper rushed out first, pointed a spear in his hand on the city tower, shouting: "The Mo family army has not come down to kill him!"

On the above, Feng Zhiyao glanced at the corner of his lips and said, "It seems that all the people in Xiling have taken the wrong medicine today. OK. I will meet you." Feng Zhiyao supported his right hand on the city wall, and his swaying red clothes floated down from the top of the city. On the battlefield, Feng Zhiyao also put away his usual folding fan, spread his sword in his hand and stabbed the general. The general was also a famous general in the Xiling army, and had deep hatred with the Mo family army. Among the people Mo Xiuyao killed in the Xiling imperial city, there was his family. At this time, he saw Feng Zhiyao rushing over and stabbed Feng Zhiyao without avoiding it. In a blink of an eye, the two of them passed seven or eight moves and no one took advantage. Feng Zhiyao's thin lips curled up slightly and murmured softly: "It's interesting. I want to see what you have to ask the Mo family army to die."

"Princess, no..." Yuan Pei, who was watching the battle, narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice: "Call Feng San back!" Unfortunately, it was too late. Before Yuan Pei finished speaking, thousands of arrows in the Xiling army shot towards Feng Zhiyao. Everyone on the upper floor couldn't help but exclaim: "Feng San?!" Suddenly, Feng Zhiyao was shocked and was still shocked. He swept forward and landed on the horse's back of the Xiling general who wanted to take the opportunity to withdraw from the battlefield. The Xiling general turned over and wanted to knock Feng Zhiyao off the horse, but he didn't expect a cold neck and fell off the horse's back. Feng Zhiyao killed the Xiling general and did not dare to stay for a moment. He flew toward the direction of the city tower, and finally threw himself into a circle of barriers built in front of the city gate at the last moment when the feather arrow shot him, avoiding a disaster.

Lying on the ground, Feng Zhiyao was panting and sweating heavily. He had clearly felt the feather arrow penetrated his forehead and shot it. He could dodge this sudden attack, which was really a blessing.

Just as Feng Zhiyao was breathing, he secretly cursed Lei Zhenting for being despicable, the soldiers and horses on both sides had already started fighting. Soon, the city gate opened and countless Mo family soldiers rushed out of the city gate. The Xiling army was too many. If they did not leave the city to resist the enemy, once Lei Zhenting sacrificed his life to fill the city wall and climbed the city wall with his life, sooner or later, Feihong Pass would not be able to defend it. The best way was to make the Xilin army unable to get close to the city tower of Feihong Pass. However, this would be too much to cause the Mo family army to be able to persevere. It was an unknown number to be able to persevere. But at this point, they could not do anything but defend.
Chapter completed!