Etihad was running away with a desperate sound. With a crisp clang, he finally took off the eight-petal helmet on his head when he was about to die.

This exquisite steel helmet that Etihad likes very much on weekdays was thrown away like he spitting.

Crazy! The skirt and arm guards on his body were also thrown all over the floor, but this was not untied by Etihad himself, but by his personal guards.

After the armor was taken off, Etihad finally looked less conspicuous and had a lot of relief all over his body, so his mind became more flexible.

He knew that he had a big problem this time, and it was a foregone conclusion that Shule City had broken down, but there was no chance.

Etihad half-squinted his eyes and ran wildly with the support of his personal guards. He began to think in his mind that a fire had ignited in the east and north of the city just now. It must be that those pagans in the west of the city were motivated by someone.

They also opened the East City Gate located at the moat, but fortunately they could only open the East City Gate, where the passage was narrow and the Khotan army was in the north, so there would be no more people coming in for a while.

So Etihad still has a chance. As long as he runs back to the Governor's Mansion, he can run from the secret passage behind the Governor's Mansion to the edge of the royal city. Shule Royal City is the residence of Shule Town, the former Peach Blossom Stone Mansion.

But it was called a mansion, but it was actually a solid city. After Saktu Prague Khan regarded Shule as the real capital, he strengthened it again, and stored enough food in it, so he might be able to stick to it.

The screams kept ringing, and the crowd behind him boiled like boiling water. Etihad saw countless Askar and the God Warrior who were only wearing a tight-fitting clothes, running away frantically, much faster than his governor.

Suddenly, a huge force came, and Etihad, who was running out of breath, was pushed to the corner of the street by a strong god warrior. It turned out that he thought he was running slowly and blocked the road in the middle of the road.

If anyone dared to offend him like this on weekdays, Governor Shule, and Dayilic, Etihad would not mind letting him go to the prison and slowly rot.

But at this moment, he was very wise to have no extra moves and didn't even scold him, but got up and ran away quickly.

But he still couldn't understand. The Golden Armored Man opposite him only brought dozens of people over, but there were thousands of people here. How did these thousands of people scatter after being rushed to pieces?

‘Dui huh!’ The crisp sound of horse hooves came, who dared to ride a horse while running? Could it be that there was a warrior who came from the conscience of the warrior who came to attract firepower and cover him, the governor?

But as soon as I looked up, Etihad knew that he was thinking too much. On the horse was a general of Khotan wearing a phoenix-winged helmet, the golden-armored man whom Etihad could not forget.

The golden armored man ran to them and then dismounted directly at the end of the street. He had no weapons in his hand and stood there with his own might. At least hundreds of fugitives on this path, he didn't dare to go there.

"Where is Etihad? As long as he lives, tell who Etihad is Etihad, the rest can leave!"

Zhang Zhao said, taking off an well-made eight-petal helmet and a skirt armor from the horse's back, and then threw it to the ground with a bang.

"I am the Duke of Fengtian County, Jin Kingdom. The wall in the west of the city was collapsed. I keep my word. Everyone here, I will only kill Etihad, and the rest can survive, but I can't imagine being deceived!"

Zhang Zhao was covered in blood, even his face. He just used dozens of people to directly disperse the last line of defense of the God Warriors, but Etihad also lost his trace at that time. Fortunately, he followed Etihad's golden armor on the ground and chased him all the way.

However, the people here almost took off all their armor, and everyone was wearing a few single clothes. He really couldn't recognize who Etihad was.

"It seems that I don't want to say that I admire your dedication very much. I am willing to give up my life for the so-called noble person who is arrogant and calls you all the time!

Then come on, whether you can live or not depends on whether you have the ability to escape from some sword!"

Zhang Zhao slowly pulled out the horizontal knife on the horse's back and put the diamond face armor back. Although there were hundreds of people opposite him, Zhang Zhao was not afraid at all, and they dared not come over!

The crowd seemed to have been imposed on a fixed posture, and indeed no one dared to go up.

Just kidding! Don’t say that they are now so brave that they just want to escape. Even on weekdays, they are not the ones they dare to provoke.

In the silent confrontation, the shouts of killing in the distance were getting closer and closer. It seemed that part of the Khotan army was also rushing in from Ximen.

Finally, the dispersed people who did not dare to attack Zhang Zhao gradually gathered together. Instead of resisting, they emptyed Etihad and his three guards.

"Kill him!" Etihad roared. Even if the people around him didn't betray him, he couldn't wait.

Because the Khotan army was almost here, he had to run back to the Governor's Mansion as soon as possible, otherwise he would not be able to enter the royal city at all, and he would not be able to organize and hold on.

While roaring wildly, Etihad quickly picked up a broken knife from the ground that he had thrown away by someone. The three guards also pulled out the short swords and other objects on their waists. Four people howled and rushed towards Zhang Zhao.

Zhang Zhao took a long breath. Although he had been fighting for more than two hours, he seemed to not feel tired at all. The only thing he wanted to do was chop Etihad in front of him into meat paste!

The sword first slashed out at a guard holding a short-handled axe. The horizontal knife soaked in blood, with a dark red light, slashed from top to bottom.

The short-handled axe guard screamed, and a huge blood groove cut from his right shoulder to his chest and abdomen, and a piece of green intestine slid out.

The second knife pointed to the stabbing. Zhang Zhao did not stop at all, and his speed had reached the extreme. "Puchi!" The guard holding the short knife was stabbed to a deep heart.

Zhang Zhao was so happy that he pulled out the horizontal knife, because the third guard didn't dare to come up at all. He held a short knife and was wearing a single dress, trembling in the cold wind.

Hundreds of people ran away from him with their hands and feet. Even though so many people walked by Zhang Zhao, no one dared to give Zhang Zhao a chance, and there was not even anyone close to him, and everyone was running for his life.

"roll!"

Zhang Zhao turned his head and the third guard was as if he had been pardoned. He threw away the short knife in his hand with a jingle, and fled like flying, without even looking at Etihad.

Etihad breathed heavily, and he wanted to say a few tough words to make himself die like a character, but it was like someone blocking his mouth with something. He opened his mouth twice, and no sound was made.

"Put down the knife, you can't beat me. Put down the knife, I won't kill you!"

Zhang Zhao's voice was a little lazy. He seemed to be a quiet afternoon in the warm sunshine, holding a bag of bread in his hand and coaxing the two Qiao families.

Etihad's breathing sound became louder, and a look of despair appeared in his pale green eyes, because he saw no slight kindness from Zhang Zhao, but was full of jokes, just like he had dealt with other pagans who refused to convert.

"Kill you, Kafir!" Finally, the Great Irik of the Karakhanate, Governor Shule, mustered up the courage to act in line with his identity.

Zhang Zhao grinned, he inserted his horizontal knife into the soil, picked up the short-handed hammer on the ground, and then kicked Etihad to the ground with one kick.

Then he pulled up the tough governor who wanted to die and smashed his knee with one hammer.

"Want to be a hero? It's not that easy!" Zhang Zhao said to Etihad, who was rolling and screaming on the ground.

"I think those believers in Shule City who have been persecuted by you must be happy to see a living governor!"
Chapter completed!