The moonlight did not show, but a little starlight shone, and the city seemed a little dark.

Almost all the entire Yanyi city was controlled by the Yan army, and the city walls were filled with Yan army.

Not only that, there were also patrol troops in Yan State on the streets of the city, and the order was in full swing.

Only the people gathered, where there was still noisy, and even the Yan army did not patrol.

It was just because some time ago, the soldiers and civilians in various cities in Zhongshan flocked to the county, and because the time was too short, they could only be placed together in chaos.

This also makes the place with a large population density and the living environment is not very good.

In addition, Zhao Jia repeatedly warned Li Fu not to let the Yan army disturb the people in the city. After Li Fu sent people to find out that they were all people, he strictly prohibited the Yan army from harassing them.

On the other hand, because the defenders of Zhao Guozhenyi gathered here, they were surrounded by Yan's army outside.

Obviously, for the sake of his own and the security of the three armies, Li Fu controlled all the armed forces in the city.

In the courtyard, the lights are brightly lit.

The banquet continued, and the general of Zhao State was initially depressed and failed to completely let go.

However, as time goes by, led by many Yan Jiangs' passion, they finally walked out of depression.

The generals of the two countries fought fiercely, which allowed the banquet to last until late at night.

"belch."

Li Fu stood up, burped, feeling dizzy, and almost fell to the ground.

Fortunately, the guard beside him was quick-eyed and quickly stepped forward to support him.

"Prince Jia, Prince Jia, Prince Jia!"

Li staggered, walked towards Zhao Jia's location, shouting incoherently.

"Prince, Prime Minister!"

Zhao Jia's face turned flushed, and when he stood up, he staggered, and came to Li Fu.

The two soon forgot their identities and mixed up with each other.

"Li Xiang."

"After this battle, your achievements will even surpass those of Le Yi in the past and will be honored in history."

"It's just a pity that, as the prince of Zhao, has become a clown who contrasts the prime minister."

"Every time I think of this, I feel very uncomfortable and wish I could whistle to the sky."

"Li Xiang, do you think I should hate you!"

Li Fu laughed loudly when he heard this, and his laughter was full of pride and arrogance.

He patted Zhao Jia on the shoulder hard and said proudly: "The hero in the eyes of the Chinese people must be the enemy in the eyes of the enemy."

"Zhao Jia, the more you hate me and the more hostile you are to me, the more you make me credit, the more you contribute to Yan State, and the more you receive the support of the people."

"So, just hate me desperately. The more you hate me, the happier I am!"

Li Ku, who was already a little drunk, finally put down the mask on his face completely and began to show his complacency.

Zhao Jia howled when he heard this and suddenly said, "Have you ever thought that if Zhao won this battle, you, the prime minister of Yan, will be nailed to the pillar of shame forever and be infatuated for thousands of years?"

Li Fu laughed loudly, but because she was laughing so hard, she fell to the ground.

The fallen stolen stuttered, simply sat on the ground, holding the wine in his hand far away, and still laughing wildly.

"The brave men of Zhao Kingdom all died in Changping, and their lonely people were not strong."

"I, Yan, attacked Zhao with all my strength. How could I lose to the State of Zhao, which is all the elderly, weak, women and children?"

"My chest is destined to be recorded in history forever and will be remembered forever!"

"I am destined to be the greatest prime minister in the history of Yan State, and no one can surpass it!"

The other drunk Yan generals also applauded and praised Li Fu.

Zhao Jia's eyes became clear and there was an inexplicable smile on the corner of her mouth.

"Li Xiang has the ambition of a swan. Jia should shoot a swan with his own hands, pluck the hair on the spot, remove the internal organs, and congratulate Li Xiang!"

Everyone laughed when they heard this, got up and said, "Zhao Jia, you are drunk."

"Don't say that there are no swans in this season. Even if there are really, can you cum in such dark sky?"

Zhao Jia shook his head and said unhappily: "Li Xiang can insult my alcohol tolerance, but please don't insult my ejaculation technique."

"Even if there is no swan at this time, even under such a dark sky, you can still shoot down the swan. Do you believe it!"

Li Fu and Yan were all laughing.

Everyone cheered and said, "Then you shoot quickly. If you can't shoot down Honghu, you will be punished with three jars of wine!"

Zhao Jia held his head up and shouted: "Don't talk about three jars of wine, if someone can't shoot down the swan, even if he has thirty jars of wine, he is willing to drink it!"

"Get the bow, bring it!"

All the Yan generals were making excuses. Although the guards of Yan State who were standing next to him knew that the generals were making trouble, they still handed the bow to Zhao Jia.

Zhao Jia took the bow and arrow, and actually started to pull the bow and arrow into the air.

Just when everyone was eager to see how Zhao Jia made a fool of himself, Zhao Jia suddenly put down the bow again.

"Although I am unparalleled in the magical shooting, the sky is too dark and I can't see where the swan is."

Everyone burst into laughter, and Li Fu even said, "Aren't you boasting just now, saying that even if the sky is dark, can you still shoot the swan?"

"Can you do it?"

Zhao Jia stumbled his neck and shouted: "Men, you can't say it can't!"

"Come on, wrap the arrow with oil cloth and light it on the fire. There is fire on the arrow. After shooting into the sky, you will not get lost. You can definitely shoot the swan!"

When everyone heard this, they burst into laughter.

They were all drunk and shakingly. Now they were just thinking about watching Zhao Jia jokes and almost lost their ability to think.

The arrow wrapped in an oil cloth caught fire, and Zhao Jia took the arrow calmly.

He first looked at the sky, then looked at the Li Fu, the many Yan generals, as well as the Zhao generals in the courtyard.

Zhao Jia suddenly laughed, laughing very happily.

This smile seemed to come from the Shura Hell in Li Fu's eyes, which made his groggy brain feel a little clear.

"Please see, my arrow will shoot down the swan with the great revenge and turn him into a roasted chicken!"

At this time, Zhao Jia was not intoxicated at all, but her whole body was filled with fierce murderous intent.

At the same time, the Yan Generals who were all drunk and even couldn't stand firmly, even straightened their chests in an instant.

The drunkenness in their eyes dissipated, and the inspiration of fighting emanated from their eyes.

"What's wrong with me? I feel something is wrong."

A certain Yan shook her head and rubbed her eyes and muttered.

The originally groggy Li Belly, after hearing the Yan general's muttering, he suddenly felt cold sweat behind him.

"Stop him!"

Li Fu shouted wildly, wanting the guards to stop Zhao Jia from shooting arrows.

Unfortunately, Li Fu was slow to speak and move because he drank too much.

In addition, the guards behind him did not feel any warning at all. Even when they heard Li Fu's shouting, they thought the other party was talking about alcohol.

"Thirt!"

A cloud-piercing arrow, thousands of troops will meet.

The arrows soared into the sky, and the fire on the arrows was so eye-catching in the dark sky.
Chapter completed!