A river of water has cut off the relationship between the two sides of the strait.

The war more than 30 years ago turned the people of Lizhou on both sides of the river into strangers, and after several years of hurriedness, only hatred and pain were left. War is a dagger piercing the tip of the heart, a knife that scrapes bones and flesh, and an indelible pain that crushes bones and ashes.

The cold wind blows through the skin layer by layer like scales, with a sharp but dull pain, which can be withstanded, but it can scratch the heart and lungs to the point that people can't breathe. The dried blood trailed every wound on his body, cracking it with a single move, and the snowflakes covered the messy hair, making the frozen body look like a carving, unable to distinguish life.

The squirrel's footsteps circled around the ice-carved figure and stopped.

The snowflakes were shaded a little smaller, but they were still cold. Jingtian straightened his back and gently spat out a mouthful of blood. Liu Shaokang stood in front of him, looked at him condescendingly, and smiled the moment he lowered his head without being surprised.

It has been a day and a night since yesterday's battle, from the moment the defense line on the river bank was broken, Jingtian had no intention of living, he knew that he would lose, but he still tried his best to fight, what he was afraid of was not death, but the person who had been entrusted with it.

Liu Shaokang stroked the knife wound on his cheek, and his yin owl eyes stared at the scarred man in front of him, revealing a little mockery.

"It's also a man, and it's not in vain to follow Zheng Chexuan for so many years. Tsk, if you go down a little bit with this knife, you can achieve great fame, but unfortunately, God won't help you, just a little bit, you can't kill me after all. Now that you have left the back of your master to me, you say, how can I thank you? ”

Jingtian's lowered eyes suddenly moved, and then closed.

The Han army came fiercely, almost crushing through the barrier and drove straight in, Emperor Wu of Han invested so much, how could he resist it with tens of thousands of people alone. Now that Zheng Bing has entered the Jin Dynasty, there are more than 100,000 Zheng soldiers, and the emperor has Gongzi by his side, Yun Lan, and King Yan, who rushed to the palace by his own notice, may not lose in the formation, so there is no need to worry.

"Heh, you seem, aren't you very worried...... Liu Shaokang raised his eyebrows thoughtfully: "Your master does have good generals around him, and it is right not to worry, not to mention, there is also that person following him, that person is now vengeful, I am afraid, I am more strategic than before." ”

Hearing what he meant, Jingtian couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips, and smiled disdainfully: "Accept your wishful thinking, no matter how much Gongzi needs to fake his hands to revenge others, he will not conspire with people like you! Not only do you kill your brother, but you also can't tolerate the people around you, those who are not loyal to you will kill, and those who are loyal to you will also kill, people like you are not worthy of being emperors at all, at best, they are just a bloodthirsty and murderous tyrant with no humanity." ”

"Ha, hahahaha. Well said, very well said. Liu Shaokang didn't laugh angrily, clapped his hands very happily, thought about it, leaned down and slowly leaned over to Jingtian's ear, and said softly: "I know that you are not afraid of death, and I am not so bloodthirsty and indiscriminate, but you are the closest person to Zheng Chexuan, I will sell him face and send you back, but I am afraid that you will not be able to bring this message." ”

The sound of breathing that was close at hand suddenly sank, and Jingtian felt the wind behind him, and he scrambled to the ground, but fell to the ground in an instant. He turned back and grabbed the chain that locked his ankle, but to no avail.

One day and one night, he was tied to two iron chains and knelt here, the wind blew and froze, the iron chains were glued to the skin and the ankles, and they were torn apart when they moved, but they could not shed blood, only through the flesh of Sensen, which made people cold.

"If you want to kill, kill me—" A soldier can be killed, but not humiliated! A soldier dies on the battlefield without fear, but he will never be humiliated.

"I said that if I spare your life, I will never allow you to die!" The corners of his mouth were picked, and then a sharp pain spread from his mouth, and the salty smell filled his nose and throat......

Liu Shaokang tilted his head and stood up, holding a short dagger in one hand and half of his bloody tongue in the other.

The blood choked into his throat gushed out, Jingtian clenched his fists and fell to the ground, and the soldiers who grabbed him involuntarily took half a step back, but Liu Shaokang smiled again, squatted down, brushed the hair on his cheeks with the tip of the dagger, and said with an unchanged face: "Okay now, what I want to say will be written down for you to take back, so that you won't be able to remember and pass on the wrong words." ”

"Ah, yes. He took two steps, then turned back and said, "Go back and tell your master that I will take back everything he took from me one by one!

Blood stained the ground red, froze time, and every minute and second was hopelessly long!

In the gradually blurred vision, Jingtian saw the familiar face of "Luo Bing", he grinned and wanted to say something, but he couldn't say anything, Hanchi approached him with trembling hands, his ten fingers clenched to suppress the fear from within, and pulled him up from under his armpit.

"Brother Jingtian...... You hold on...... Hold...... Undo his chains, untie his chains!

I know that I shouldn't, and I know that even if the opponents of the two camps think of the old relationship, they can't show their feelings like this, but they don't have time to think about it!

That was his former companion day and night, with Yuanchen, with Jin Wu and Jia Shu, and the other eleven guards, they were brothers who fought together from birth to death!

"Bell!" The splashing firelight burst out at the moment when the steel knife chopped down, Yang Yuncong stretched out his hand to set up one of Jingtian's arms, and moved forward with Jingtian on the left and right with Hanchi, the snow was layered, and the blood marks dragged all the way were shocking, and the north of Yazhou, which was full of corpses, was in a mess......

In the spring of the forty-fifth year of the Zheng calendar, Emperor Wu of Han personally led the Han army of 120,000 to break through the north of Yazhou, crossed the border of the two countries into the Zheng realm, surrounded the Dan, broke through the defense line, waved the army into the Jin realm, and fought against the Great Zheng army with the momentum of choking and clamping, occupying eight cities south of western Sichuan, since then the Jin, Zheng, and Han Three Kingdoms War broke out in an all-round way, and the anti-Jin forces in Jin quickly assembled, led by Liquan Villa, and elected a new generation of leaders of the righteous army, whose people have always covered their faces with gold wire, and the former leader Leng Gongzi is quite similar, only a red scarf is tied around the neck, and the righteous army led by them are also tied with red scarves, which is called- Red Turban Army!