In Qingshan County, there is the original site of Feng Tower.

On the ruins, the common people, county police officers, and surviving defenders were working together to treat the injured soldiers, busy and orderly.

To the people of the Ming Dynasty, war was not far away, but rather very close and within reach.

"Come and help."

"Here, I have a few people here to help. Someone is trapped under a rock."

"Hurry and carry it to Jishi Hall first."

Sounds like this kept ringing in my ears.

Gongsun Yu was lying on the ruins, with a gray face and long hair hanging messily on both sides of his shoulders.

His legs were severely fractured and were crushed by boulders.

only,

'It's good to be alive.'

Gongsun Yu's face was filled with joy of surviving.

He turned his head and looked not far away, sighing from the bottom of his heart.

There, there was a pool of rotten flesh and mud, and fragments of vermilion official robes could be vaguely seen.

In the end, the Qingshan County Magistrate still failed to save his head.

In comparison, his injuries are not bad.

"This way of death is more dignified than being escorted to the execution ground and beheaded. In the eyes of others..."

Gongsun Yu thought to himself:

"I wonder how Li Kui is doing? Did he go after the pig demon?"

The battle situation at that time was so chaotic that Ji Yuan could just grab gravel at will and cause an attack that was no less powerful than a cannonball. Hundreds of them were instantly defeated. He was also pressed under the rocks. He could only rely on the constant collision of fighting sounds to judge whether Li

Kui is still fighting!

between thoughts,

Gongsun Yu suddenly saw himself enveloped by a shadow and looked up.

Familiar faces came into view.
Chapter completed!