I have a lot of attachment to the world, and the fighting spirit in my heart has never disappeared, I fight with you, just for the joy of a war. This may be the last thought in Lu Deliang's heart.

The life of peace made the passion in Lu Deliang's heart fade, and it seemed that all there was in the peaceful world was a beautiful wife and a beautiful concubine and that cup of warm pear blossom brew. After tasting it, I must not forget it, and there is nothing surprising about Lu Deliang on the battlefield, but he just said that sentence very loudly: My Great Chu Army's soul will not retreat! And then died quietly like this, to say that there is a little shadow of heroism, but that kind of death may be what he pursued when he was young, but after people reach middle age, they are a little forgotten.

In the past ten years in Dachu, although there have been wars, they have all happened in the land of Liangzhou in eastern Liaodong, and Lu Deliang is imprisoned in the huge Bingzhou, and he can't see the battlefield thousands of miles away. In the first years, there may be some nostalgia, but under the stimulation of the warm quilt and spicy wine, I finally forgot the old days.

At the last moment of the battle, Lu Deliang, who had never fallen, taught the young men behind him the last lesson: bones are like King Kong, and the military soul is immortal.

Speaking of the years in Bingzhou, Lu Deliang didn't have much affection at the last moment of his death, and what flashed in his mind was the waving flag of King Chu, and the strange rhythm of the flag took away the last light in Lu Deliang's eyes.

Maybe it's better to say: "General Lu is heroic!"

No matter what he is concerned about, he will always know nothing after death, but he doesn't know whether the general should hate Chi Twilight or hate such a stable world.

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The night seemed to be hidden by blood, and gradually disappeared, and the chicken Naruto woke up.

It rained all night last night, and it didn't stop until this moment, Chen Jingcang, who was standing in the small courtyard of the Chu Palace, stretched out his hand to grab a few raindrops, he kept staring at the rain curtain like a bead line, and he calmly stretched out his palm to hold the falling raindrops, once, twice, three times... Hundreds of failures still don't see Chen Jingcang want to stop.

Later, Chen Jingcang punched, and seemed to be annoyed by this naughty raindrop, one punch, two punches, three punches... Another hundred punches.

The dim morning seemed to be brightened by Chen Jingcang's punch, but Chen Jingcang still looked a little dissatisfied and continued to punch, until a sound and shadow slowly came in the rain curtain, Chen Jingcang slowly withdrew his fist and saluted respectfully to the comer.

"Master, I still haven't been able to touch the door of the first-grade realm, I always feel that there is something wrong with the practice, I can feel a trace of the possibility of breaking the mirror before, and I have already touched that possibility on the way back to the state from Liangzhou, but somehow, now it is the same as when I entered the second grade a few years ago. I always feel that the vitality in my body is not as smooth as before. ”

"You punch with all your might. ”

Chen Jingcang's luck and the vitality in his body gathered in his left wrist, and he suddenly punched towards the rain curtain, and the heavy rain was torn open by this powerful punch, the rain seemed to slow down, and the sound of raindrops falling disappeared, and when Chen Jingcang collected his fist, the sound of raindrops falling sounded again.

Qin Huai lowered his head and thought for a moment and said, "When you look at your strength, it seems that your chest concentration is a little sluggish?"

"Could it be that he was fundamentally injured by the assassin outside the Brocade City?" Chen Jingcang said in confusion.

Qin Huai motioned for Chen Jingcang to raise his wrist, and then stretched out his hand to probe Chen Jingcang's vein, after Qin Huai probed Chen Jingcang's vein, his face became a little heavy, he raised his eyes and looked at Chen Jingcang and said, "Someone planted a sword intent in your body!"

"What?" Chen Jingcang was suddenly shocked, and he hurriedly asked, "Master, is there a way to crack it?"

Qin Huai tried to use the vitality in his body to guide the sword intent, but after encountering that sword intent, he was somehow shocked by a very domineering one, Qin Huai did not dare to use brute force to forcibly crush the sword intent in Chen Jingcang's body, he said to Chen Jingcang in a deep voice: "This sword intent is extremely domineering, I am afraid that the person who can plant this sword intent will not be under me, if you want to say that it is not impossible to forcibly erase this sword intent, but the injuries you have suffered have not yet healed, I am afraid that under brute force, you will be injured." ”

Chen Jingcang used the vitality in his body, wanting to feel the sword intent in his chest, after the vitality came into contact with the sword intent, it was very strange to bypass, as if he was a little afraid, Chen Jingcang controlled the vitality and tried to circulate it in the chest, and something even stranger happened, the vitality seemed to have a connection with the sword intent, and at this time, Chen Jingcang shouted at Qin Huai, and the urgency in his eyes had not disappeared, so he closed his eyes and sat down cross-legged.

After Qin Huai watched from the side for a long time, he found Chen Feizhu and told Chen Feizhu to take care of it, so as not to let Chen Jingcang's vitality go against the tide and cause damage to the meridians in his body.

Qin Huai also found out at this time that the sword intent that appeared in Chen Jingcang's body very inexplicably, and it would not cause harm to Chen Jingcang, his heart was a lot calmer, but now he still needed another hand of preparation, fortunately, this hand of preparation was not a very difficult thing for the crown prince of Great Chu to do.

Qin Huai left, he needed to find a sword, and he also needed to find his old buddy for many years from the Chu Palace, and when he turned around, Qin Huai's face was a little uneasy.

The information came one after another, Lu Deliang died in battle, and most of the soldiers guarding the three towns of Longying, Kongquan, and Suimu were killed and wounded, and the news that came overnight was that there were only more than 300 people who could fight now, and after all, they underestimated the combat power of the reckless heroes on the rivers and lakes.

The hundred people who rushed to Tai'an are now only more than 20 people who still have the strength to fight, Qin Huai didn't expect that this seemingly inexplicable siege would be so tragic.

Qin Huai, who had never been so uneasy, felt like his steps were staggering, or because he was old. Chen Feizhu looked at Qin Huai's distant back, and always felt a sense of vicissitudes of heroic twilight, the old back actually looked a little bent, and the spine seemed to be pressed by something. Chen Feizhu looked at Chen Jingcang, who was sitting cross-legged, and did not speak, watching Qin Huai leave.

I heard that my grandfather said that the old man Qin Huai was seven or eight years older than him, and now that his blood and qi have retreated, his energy is naturally not as good as when he was in the prime of life, Chen Feizhu has seen Qin Huai shoot a shot, just one shot, Chen Feizhu feels that there is no one in this world who can compare to Qin Huai's marksmanship.

It's strange to have confidence that arises for no reason, but that's how Chen Feizhu thinks.

Time passed, an hour passed, the sky still could not get rid of the gloom, but the rain was a little lighter, mixed with the breeze, the silver threads seemed to be fluttering, at this time Chen Jingcang finally opened his eyes, only to see an old man standing in the rain looking at him, smiling at him, and then whispered: "Catch!"

A long sword wrapped in a scabbard passed through the rain curtain very lightly, and landed on Chen Jingcang's left hand impartially, as soon as Chen Jingcang caught it, he didn't have time to draw the sword and take a closer look, he heard the old man in the distance say to him: "Don't unsheath!"

After feeling it again, Chen Jingcang bowed again to the old man who had turned around.

It's time to go up the mountain, Chen Jingcang walked towards Chen Feizhu, took her hand, and said softly, "Sister, do you think I'm a bastard?"

Chen Feizhu listened to the young man in front of her asking very seriously, she didn't answer Chen Jingcang's question, she just said: "Let's go up the mountain!"

Nameless Mountain, at this time, the shadowy people were very busy, and Chen Jingcang had just walked out of the gate of the Chu Palace, glanced in the direction of Nameless Mountain, and then looked at the few people behind him, he said softly: "Let's go!"

Qiao Ling'an, whose eyes were still chaotic, was still a long way away from the Nameless Mountain at this time, and dozens of elite cavalry around him were following his footsteps, but no one dared to go up to stop him, the young cavalrymen looked at this man with steady steps, and the fear in their hearts did not decrease, but they had seen that this man just made a move, and killed hundreds of cavalry and their war horses.

Fortunately, as long as they don't take the initiative, this person won't take action against them.

This way is very slow, after walking for a day and a night, it has only walked out of more than twenty miles, but the current position is only ten miles away from the nameless mountain, since they have not received an order from above to block, the several cavalry who followed Qiao Ling'an naturally will not do some useless temptation, just follow.

Qiao Ling'an is still too far away for many people, he became famous too early, and then he retreated like a torrent and disappeared into the rivers and lakes, far inferior to a big swordsman like Huang Ziyu, but Qiao Ling'an's terrifying strength really makes people have to be afraid.

Seeing that the sword god in front of him stopped again, the cavalry hurriedly stopped the horse's hooves and quietly waited for his next move.

Chen Jingcang walked out of the palace and walked in the direction of the nameless mountain, and Chen Feizhu, who followed behind him, changed into a very neat men's clothes, and his hair was all tied behind his back, tied by a slender red thread, which looked very sassy.

Chen Jingcang still held the long sword handed to him by Qin Huai in his left hand, Xie Ningyuan, who was standing behind Chen Jingcang, had never seen Chen Jingcang holding a sword, in his impression, Chen Jingcang should be Qin Huai's old man's marksmanship, in the early years, he often saw Chen Jingcang practicing marksmanship in the palace, but he was beaten a lot.

The deepest impression is that the young man shouted bitterly in his mouth: "How do you make the dragon raise its head?" Later, I learned that this agreement was made by the young man for himself, and he still remembered that the little prince had not eaten dinner for more than half a month.

Xie Ningyuan didn't know why the young man insisted, such a prominent identity but was so ruthless to himself, maybe it was his eldest lady Chu Luoli who was the reason why the young man insisted from the beginning, Chu Luoli, the eldest lady who was always a little sick in those years, still has a lot of regrets in Xie Ningyuan's current thinking.

The children of the heavenly family are always different from other families, in addition to the regret in his heart, the old housekeeper does not want the eldest lady's son to suffer a lot of torture.

Of course, Xie Ningyuan didn't know much about the secret affairs of previous years, Xie Ningyuan had been in the palace for decades, and he had been conscientious and conscientious, like an elder who didn't care about the world, but after knowing that Chen Jingcang was going up the mountain to worship the eldest lady during this time, he heard that many people wanted to kill him, so Xie Ningyuan did some of the arranged matters himself.

There are also many resentments against those people in my heart.

The little prince grew up in front of his eyes, and his personality is always gentle, how can he provoke so many enemies, the old housekeeper is a little old, these things need too much energy to think, and it is already very difficult to arrange many matters in the palace every day, and this time he personally arranged many things, and he felt more and more that his body was a little unbearable.

Xie Ningyuan looked at Chen Jingcang beside him, with a lot of reluctance and uneasiness in his eyes, he opened his mouth and said: "Little prince, let me accompany you up the mountain, I also want to go to see the eldest lady." ”

"Grandpa Xie," Chen Jingcang turned around and shouted, "There are many things in the palace that you still need to worry about, so don't follow them." ”

The old steward's eyes were full of worry, and finally he didn't continue to speak, looking at Chen Jingcang's turned back, and sighed heavily.