Yang Jizhou kicked her to the ground, grabbed the clothes on her back with one hand and lifted her up, holding her under his arm like a child. "Who dares to stop me!" The golden soldiers outside the tent heard the sound and rushed over, but were shocked by Yang Jizhou's roar. He danced his halberd with one hand, knocked down the two approaching golden soldiers, and stood in the wind and snow in front of the tent with Wanyan Wuzhu in his arms, his white robe fluttering in the wind, like a god descending to earth. When the Jin soldiers saw that their general had been captured, they immediately became confused. When Wanyan Wuzhu saw two golden men being killed, he was struggling under Yang Jizhou's armpits. His helmet fell to the ground, and he saw only a head of black hair hanging down like splashed ink, flying in the wind and snow.
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