Martial Sage

The noise of the city was gradually rising, and the air of truce and surrender spread across the city.

In this buzzing city, it seemed that something was collapsing and disintegrating in the heart.

Seeing the momentum of the soldiers, the military division was frightened and angry.

"The war is coming! What are you doing?"

"Datang, it has already been attacked!"

An angry roar resounded throughout the city.

Clang.

There was the sound of a weapon falling to the ground.

"I dropped! I don't want to die..."

A small voice came from the corner of the city.

哐哐~

More voices came from the end of the city.

Some people mustered up the courage to drink.

"Fell! I want to go home!"

On the head of the city, all the generals saw the sword still on the ground far away from the city wall.

The army's heart is scattered, the general situation is over, this time the battle of siege, the defeat is set.

Looking at the figure standing in the attic, all the generals had mixed feelings, and they didn't know what to persuade.

As a general who has conquered for several years, I still don't want to admit the fact of defeat.

Perhaps at some unknown moment, I had forgotten the original ambition of benefiting the people and peace in my heart, and unknowingly moved far, far away.

"You...you are a rebellion!"

The military commander's voice suddenly rose, pointing at the turbulent soldiers on the city wall, grabbing the general beside him, and roaring.

"Look! These are your soldiers, let them pick up their weapons, come on!"

Seeing that the generals were indifferent and standing still in place with complex expressions, the military commander grabbed the military commander's arm.

"General, you have given an order!"

The figure of a black war horse standing a hundred steps away from the city was reflected in his eyes, and Tieling's eyes were slightly narrowed, as if a light flashed.

brush.

The blade came out of its sheath.

Chengtou's voice suddenly rose up.

"Puhu!"

The figure on horseback under the city looked up at the figure on the tower blankly, a little surprised.

Tieling took a breath slowly, his voice hoarse and low, and tears flickered faintly in his eyes.

"You disregarded the friendship with me day and night for several years, colluding with the generals of the Tang Dynasty..."

"Today...this friendship is over here!"

The sword pointed towards Puhu in the city faintly trembled, and tears gathered in his eyes, making it particularly conspicuous.

The complexion of the figure in the city suddenly changed, and he flew off his horse, fell to his knees with a ‘poof’, raised his head, looked at the figure on the city gate, and shouted violently.

"General Iron!"

The lieutenant's face paled on the head of the city, and he grabbed Tieling's trembling arm, and tears slid across his face.

"General, don't say these words..."

Tieling opened the lieutenant beside him and drank tearfully.

"Go away!"

In the red eye sockets, tears overflowed and slipped down his jaw. Tieling's face was extremely serious, and the horizontal sword came over, making the surrounding generals involuntarily withdraw two steps backwards.

"And you!"

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Qinghui split off.

The hem of the wide sleeves fell in response to the tearing noise.

Tieling's voice shook the city.

"Today, I and you wait for grace to sever righteousness, no longer have anything to do with you, as proof!"

The wind blew across the city, blowing loose sleeves and falling down the city.

The generals and soldiers all around were shocked when they saw the unbroadcasting scene.

After Pu Hu under the city was stunned for a while, looking at the breezy cloth, teardrops slid down from the red eyes of the tiger, and he opened his arms and shouted hoarsely toward the city.

"General!"

"Stop it! Don't be afraid to fight again, my subordinates please!"

"Go back to our hometown with me, where the uncles are waiting for you to return."

"We are still the sons of the rich family among the squires, this military attaché... let's not do it, we will not do it!"

Looking at the closed city gate, Pu Hu hissed in pain, leaned on the ground, his forehead touched the ground, hissing and sobbing.

"Can not go back!"

The figure on the top of the city glanced at the figure kneeling on the ground, holding the sword, and walking staggering two steps forward, supporting the top of the city.

A bleak smile was pulled on the tearful cheeks of the old man, his shoulders trembled, and he laughed loudly.

"Pu Hu, you and I have been playing in the water and mud in the country to now wearing armor and swords. I have you in my life."

"In my whole life, I have gone through many things from north to south, and never made me shrink..."

Pointing at the figure standing on horseback in front of the Datang Army, he said in a sad voice.

"Time urges people to grow old, look at this kid from Datang, he is young and ambitious."

"Old, old, my white-haired man on the temples, after all, is no match for these rising stars."

The wind blew across the mottled hair and beard, the sun shone through the thin clouds on the old face of the city, and there was a smile on the tear-stained cheek.

The figure with mud on the forehead under the city was staring blankly at the unstoppable crying of the city. The Datang Army Formation, who was stepping in order, also stopped at this moment and looked up at this end-of-life general who had experienced the vicissitudes of life.

With a hint of panic in the voice of the military commander, he shouted out.

"General! Don't be discouraged, Tang Hao... Tang Hao is just exaggerating his words, intending to mess up the military's mind."

"Let's... we work hard together, and we will definitely be able to hold..."

The figure leaning on the head of the city slowly stretched out his hand backwards, blocking the pace of the military division's approach, and slowly shook his head.

"just forget it……"

"I chose this path myself."

The sharp sword lying flat on the wall was grasped.

The next moment.

Under the scorching sun, a smear of blood flew out of the neck.

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