Zhui Xu

The iron rides on the ground and screams like a wave.

"Put it with them -"

The dragon screamed and shouted, waving his iron shovel, smashing an enemy in front of him, flesh and blood, and more resentful soldiers rushed over.

"Kill!"

The rushing of the resentful army is like hitting the reef in this small area. However, the fierce and courageous cry can't help the collapse of the entire battlefield. On the east and west sides, a large number of people are running away.

It is already unclear who the subordinates first fled. This time, the gathering of people is too complicated. The flag on the battlefield is the direction of the rebel army. The blood waves set by the first round of assaults have already caused many teams to flee and flee, and together with the teams around them, they began to run away.

Only a few small groups have been struggling to support this kind of battle. On the other side of the dragon, he led the hundreds of brothers to form a battle. Wang Chuanrong led his men to the side of the woods to kill. Ni Jianzhong's horse team, including Fu Lu and a group of green forest masters, was wrapped in the chaos of the chaos, killing all the way, almost blink of an eye, they were washed away.

It was like a street rushing to the front of the flood. In a blink of an eye, the blood of the sky was drowning.

"Old Chen! Old Cui -"

In the raging shouting, people are like the tide of the sea, and the dragon ant is crowded in the crowd by the soldiers and brothers. He is full of blood and red eyes. The rout was as fast as usual, but when such a rout appeared, he realized many things in his heart.

"...kill! Tell Xia Cun, don't come out -"

"Fulu predecessor -"

"We lost, there is death -"

"Don't you be used -"

"Notify them, don't come out -"

Above the battlefield, the roaring cavalry ran into a circle. Surrounded by the most conspicuous military array led by the dragon. As an elite in the ranks of the resentful army, these days, Guo Pharmacist did not let them fight and participate in the battle against Xia Cun. In the tragic casualties of the rest of the army, these people at most were pulling the bow and releasing the arrows, but they always took a sigh of relief. In a sense, their morale was also spent a lot in the fierceness of their companions. Until then, this elite cavalry finally exerted its strength.

The white snow has been adorned with chaotic figures. The dragon screams and screams, and shouts loudly, but there are not many people who can hear his shouts. The old man named Fulu was riding a horse with a double knife. Struggling to try to move forward, but every step forward, the horse has to be forced to retreat three steps, gradually being wrapped around and left. At this time, only a small horse team, led by Ni Jianzhong of Taiyuan, heard the cry of the dragon ant, on this violent battlefield. Struggling forward in the past...

*

"what happened……"

The afternoon has passed, and the gloomy sky has not dispersed. Xia Cun, the troops occasionally mobilized and operated, Ning Yi and others stood on the platform, doubting the changes in the army camp.

"...there is a fight in the direction of Xiaoling in the back of the army..."

"...someone may be attacking..."

"...Guo Pharmacist division..."

The cluttered speculations and estimates were occasionally passed from the side of the curtain. There were also senior scouts and greenwooders in the army, saying that they heard the vibration of the army on the ground. However, it is actually the arrival of the reinforcements, or the strategy of Guo Yaoshi, but no one can be sure.

It is possible to say that the thunderfield at the site last night gave Guo Pharmac a lot of shock, so that he had to stop there. This is possible. And after stopping. No one can predict in advance what kind of attack strategy he will choose.

It is not a strange thing to have a strategy for the arrival of the reinforcements and to lead the snake out of the cave. If it is said that Guo Pharmacist deliberately did it.

"This piece outside the city of Liangliang, like this, who else dares to come, when I am a fool!"

The faint movements have been in the invisible place for a long time, and the dull atmosphere has continued. The people behind the wooden wall occasionally look up and the soldiers have begun to whisper. In the afternoon, Ning Yi, Qin Shaoqian and others could not help but say a few words.

The war has hit the present, everyone's spirit has been stretched to the extreme, such boring, or means that the enemy is brewing any bad ideas, or that the mountain rain is coming to the wind, the optimism is pessimistic, only easy It is impossible to have it. In the original propaganda, Ning Yi said: We are facing a group of the strongest enemies in the world. When you feel that you can't stand it, you have to bite your teeth and be better than anyone else. Because of this repeated emphasis, the soldiers of Xia Cun can always keep up the spirit and stick to this step.

At this point, the flame had already burned the ground and the wall, and the whole camp was surrounded by blood and gas, and even had a rot of breath. The cold of winter can't drive away the sorrow and disgust in this breath. The piles of soldiers can hide behind the wall after hiding in the camp wall. The patrols occasionally shake their hands, and their eyes are hidden. Unbearable tiredness.

No matter what the silence of the resentment means, once the silence is over, the ones that will be ushered in here must be the greater pressure and the threat of life and death.

The only thing that can be expected is that when both sides have tightened to the limit, the other side will eventually collapse in order to preserve their strength.

"If it is the Western Army, it is not impossible to come to the aid at this time." On the upper platform, Qin Shaoqian picked up the fire with the firewood. "At this time, in the vicinity, it is still possible to fight. I am afraid that it is a small species." That's all the way."

"Small species may not come to support me, etc." He Zhicheng said.

"If it was me, I would send a team of people to pretend to be the Western Army, killing them from the side of their military camp, and enticing us to rush out..." Ning Yi turned his head and said boringly.

"In any case, it is impossible to take the initiative now..." Han Jing said. His voice fell, and suddenly a soldier rushed over: "There is a situation, there is a situation..."

Qin Shaoqian took the telescope, and the soldier in charge of the observation pointed to one of the camps of the resentment camp: "There over there! There seems to be someone rushing to the army camp."

Everyone took their eyes to look at Ning Yi, Ning Yi frowned, then stood up and held a telescope to look over there. These monoculars are hand-polished, and they are really easy to use. He looked at it and handed it to others. Far away. On the back side of the rebel army camp, there was indeed a little riot.

"Old Guo is as treacherous as Li Heng!" Someone smiled and looked at Ning Yi.

But most of them are still frowning: "What should I do?"

"real or fake?"

Ning Yi took his eyes and looked at Qin Shaoqian, Yue Fei and others. Yue Fei arched his hand: "The end will think that even if it is true, it will only have to wait and see."

Qin Shaoqian put down the telescope and it took a long time. I nodded. "If it is the Western Army, even if it is a day or two with Guo Yao, it will not be defeated. If it is other teams... If there are other people coming, go out at this time, what is the use..."

Near the camp wall, there were also many soldiers who noticed the change in the camp of the rebel army. They poked their heads out. Looking at the situation at the end of Xueling, I was puzzled and waiting for change.

At the end of Xueling, all the way to kill, rushed to the defensive line of defense, a total of twenty-six rides. They came to the blood, and the man named Ni Jianzhong had been cut open. He held a long gun and licked his stomach. Do not let the intestines fall out.

A **** red blood in front of me.

The soldiers of the resentful army greeted them.

"Kill!" He said the last words.

The charge of the twenty-six rides dragged a miserable blood road of more than ten feet on the snow, looking at the distance from the edge of Xia Cun. The body of the human body, the body of the horse... They all stayed here...

Similarly, 汴梁城, this is the most critical day.

The Jurchen soldier broke into the city twice.

In the afternoon, the division was carrying a pot of blood and was walking outwards quickly, tired as it was wrapped around her. But she has been able to dexterably avoid the wounded or running crowd.

"Teacher and sister..."

Someone suddenly came over and reached out to pull her. She subconsciously let go, but the other side stopped in front of her and almost ran into it. Look up. It was a congratulation to He Leier.

"you……"

At that moment, the division had almost a sense of confusion in the transformation of space. He Lei’s dress was originally supposed not to appear in the military camp. But no matter what, at the moment, she is indeed looking for it.

Although I was also from the brothel, I saw that He Leier ran like this, and the teacher’s heart still had the feeling of “chaos”. She walked forward with the basin: "Lie, what are you doing..."

He Leier followed quickly: "Teacher, I came to him... Did you see him..."

"He..." The division rushed out of the camp, splashed the blood, and went to play new hot water. At the same time, a doctor came over and explained a few words to her. He Leier was crying and screaming at her side.

"I don't know where he is! Lei, if you take his waist card, you shouldn't run in at this time. I don't know how dangerous it is... I don't know where he is, you are going quickly-"

The noisy and desolate shouts surrounding the wounded soldiers filled the ears, and the teacher was not good enough to pay attention to He Leier. She only vaguely remembered to tell her such words. Soon after, she was surrounded by fatigue and busyness. Get up, surrounded by blood, blood, blood, broken limbs, dead people, oh...

*

The day will be 暮.

Ning Yi and others stood on the watchtower, watching the resentful army drive away the prisoners and come in to the military camp.

In front of the camp of the resentful army, several flagpoles were set up. Several figures of red strips were tied to them. The arm in the center was broken, but it seems that several people have breath for the time being.

Some resentful soldiers waved the whip below, and the people were beaten with blood. The members of the rebel army in the big door were in front, shouting to Xia Cun and telling the fact that the reinforcements had been completely defeated.

"The middle one is the dragon ant..."

Someone stood by Ning Yi, Qin Shaoqian and others, pointing to the outside.

"I didn't expect... Someone really came..." Qin Shaoqian whispered, holding the railings in front of the tower in his hands and creaking.

Far mountains, near walls, white snow, black and white and gray, and the distant Yellow River, in the summer village, people look out through the camp wall, everyone is silent about this scene. There are more than a thousand prisoners, and the scenery is extremely bleak. Their generals are the ones that are hung in front of the camp. In this kind of weather, it was stripped of light and hung here. It will not be long before they will die, and the whip is constantly swaying underneath. However, it is to increase the severity of the situation. Undoubtedly, these thousands of prisoners will be driven to attack the city shortly after.

It is a few miles away from the snowfields of Xia Cun.

The horse is dead.

The old man stepped on the snow, and one of his arms was bleeding and shaking.

This way forward. There are a lot of dead people, blood stained the original white wilderness, and the more you go, the more dead people.

Finally, he went to the place where he had fought with the rebel army. In the mountains and snow valleys, the corpse was opened and there was no living, even if there were serious injuries. At this time, it has already been frozen to death here. They are like this, and they are left forever.

"what……"

The old man opened his mouth and made a meaningless voice in his throat, tragic and desolate. The bloodless troops can't beat each other, they have blood, as if they can see a glimmer of light, but it is still so cold and powerless. The most ironic thing is to kill to the end. He still hasn't died yet...

Cang Tianqi... But what can I do to start this situation...

汴梁城. It’s already dark, and the battle is not over.

The city was broken, and the division ran in the light and shadow of the campfire, holding a herbal bag, ready to take refuge, surrounded by the sound of shouting.

"Sister Shi..." Some faint voice came from the side. However, the voice became louder, and someone ran over to pull her hand, and the teacher turned and turned.

He Leier.

She is still a colorful dress that doesn't match the battlefield. I don't know why no one has driven her out at this time, perhaps because the war is too intense and the battlefield is too chaotic. but no matter. Her face is much more stunned.

"You..." The teacher took a brief glance, and then his eyes suddenly went sharply. "Come on!"

She twisted her eyebrows and turned and left. He Lei came up and tried to hold her arm: "Master Shijie... What happened... What happened... Teacher, I haven't seen him yet!"

"You can't see him! You stop here and you won't see him! He Lei, you don't know what it is! You know what you are doing - here! In the dead! You know what the dead is! You know what your generals are! He will take you away! Do you think about things--"

In some entanglement, the teacher had to run her hand and run, but after a moment, He Leier’s hand was a sinking, and the teacher pulled her hard: “You still can’t go –”

They walked a few more steps. He Lei’s mouth may be saying, “No...” When the teacher looked back at her, He Lei’s child fell down on the ground.

An arrow shot from the side and passed through her lower abdomen, and blood was flowing out. He Leier seems to be scared. She touched the blood with one hand: "Teacher and sister, teacher and sister..."

She lay down on the ground.

In the past few days, the teacher has been used to various injuries. He almost squatted down and reached out to touch the wound. Although there were many things that were said before, I didn’t feel it at the moment: "You, you are lying, nothing. Nothing, not necessarily something..." She reached out to tear the other's clothes, then looked for scissors from her arms and said something calmly.

"Sister, not... I am not..."

"Don't think about other things, Lei..."

"I want to find him, I want to see him again, does he not like me..."

"Lie! Don't think so much, Xue Changgong is still..."

"I have children..."

"I want to find a way to stop bleeding for you..."

When she said this, her voice screamed and turned to see He Leier: "What?" At this moment, the thoughts in the teacher’s mind were messy. The first thing she thought of was "Who is it?" "Children", but even in the towers, non-clear people, it is not casually pick-up, even if you pick up passengers, there are enough ways to prevent yourself from having children. More things, at this time, rushed into her mind, so that she could not digest.

"It's his child, I want to have his child, it's really his..." He Leier smiled. "Sister, I only tell you, don't tell him..."

Above the battlefield, the chaotic situation, the capital has been chilling for several months. The soldiers suddenly ate the incense. For the pair of He Leier and Xue Changgong, they should only say that they were hooked together because of the current situation. It should have been like this. The teacher is very clear about this. This stupid woman, who does not know the current affairs, does not know the importance. In such a war situation, I dare to bring the cakes. Is it brave or stupid?

At this moment, I don’t know why, she couldn’t understand anything. Earlier, He Leier found her in the tower. When she talked about this, she thought: "If you want to find him, go to the battlefield~www.wuxiaspot.com~ But she said: I have his children...

She has a child, but he didn't come to see her. She wants to go to the battlefield to find him, but she already has a child. She wants her to help find it, but she said: Go on your own.

So she came...

Teacher, I only tell you, don’t tell him...

The blood that came out of the lower abdomen stuck to the hand.

Thoughts are like stuck.

The teacher has been helping for many days in such a battlefield. She has seen all kinds of bleak ways of death, and has heard the screams of many wounded people. She has adapted to it all, and even her hands are cut off. The tragedy appeared in front of her, she can also calmly dress up the other side, and then bring back to the tower to heal. But at this moment, something finally came up and it was out of control.

"what……"

She was kneeling there, her mouth wide open, and she made a crying voice. After a long while, she had piled up the grief for many days in her heart, and finally she could not restrain it and sent it out.

"what--"

Not far away, Xue Changgong held a long knife and led a small number of subordinates. He looked at this side and then walked two steps to this side. He recognized the flower skirt. I can also recognize the woman who is crying next to her. His vision, the vision of Master Li, was intertwined for a moment.

He took a step, stopped, took a step back and stopped, then turned around, holding the knife in his hands, with a few subordinates, screaming and rushing to the Jurchen who had come in from afar.

The light and shadow of the flame, the breath of blood, the fight, the shouting... everything is going on.

*

At the same time, the Western Army led by the seed-skills crossed the mountain and rushed toward the direction of the city of Liangliang. (To be continued.)

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