The night breeze blew away the heat of the day, and a few black shadows faintly flashed at the ferry of Jingkou, looking at the black and secluded river, and after a while, the black shadows turned back to the small crossing not far away.

"Young master, something must have happened, otherwise with the speed of the waterway we are traveling, Uncle He should have arrived a long time ago. Rong Bo handed over to Mo Han to report the situation of the ferry, Mo Han sighed lightly, raised his eyes to look at the sky, thought for a while, and made a decision: "I can't wait, Wu Feiyun's men and horses are already close at hand, let's not leave now, I'm afraid we will be blocked here, Rong Bo, choose a reliable person to stay and wait for Uncle He, and the others will follow me as soon as the city gate opens tomorrow morning." ”

"Okay, I'll go and make arrangements, it's dark at night, the young master should go back and rest early, and I'll go to the horse market to pick up a few capable horses in the morning, and we'll set off after we come back." ”

"Go ahead. ”

Rong Bo and his subordinates escaped into the night, but Mo Han still stood in place for a long time before he bowed his head and stroked the brocade bag on his waist.

"Brother Luo Leng, you are okay now, it is Mo Han's incompetence that will let Miss Zi Ene die in front of my eyes, if I take her away at that time, you will not be separated by yin and yang, and the two will not see each other. Now that the falling snow cliff is gone, you are alone in this thousands of miles away, how can you survive! I hope that the little marquis can move you, let you abandon those things that have been insisted on but are difficult to achieve, whether you go away from home, incognito, as long as you can live, Mo Han will have nothing else to ask for. That sigh contained too much sadness and helplessness, and at this moment, Mo Han didn't know that Liu Luoleng had died on the battlefield and dissipated with the wind. He thought that no matter what, even if that person had hatred in his heart, he would be strong to live, but he forgot that when a person loses everything, life is the greatest pain.

Mourning is greater than the death of the heart, and the heart is gone, how can you still live.

The clear jade pendant was repeated in his hand, and it was warm because of the rubbing, Mo Han raised his head, remembering that night a few years ago. On the night of that moon, everyone gathered in Yunwu Villa, at that time, everyone did not have so many helpless pasts; the Yingluo girl next to the little marquis was still alive, the prince Shuchen was just a childish child, Princess Baicha bravely expressed her love for the bow, and Nangong told Xianyi her heartfelt feelings; he and Luo Leng speculated on the identity of the flawless, and the flawless was under the cooperation of the commander Bai Ze, and the flawless man played tricks over and over again that the little marquis who wanted to get an affirmation from his mouth, until he himself was drunk, and he couldn't let the little marquis get the sentence he wanted, and now he and the little marquis have eliminated all difficulties together, but others are……

Thinking of the life and death of Baicha and Gong, the celestial side of Luo Leng and Zi Lene, Mo Han couldn't help but sigh again.

All kinds of things in the past are like a passing cloud, irretrievable, the dead are gone, I just hope that the living can still go on well.

Several arrows suddenly rang out, shaking the heavens and the earth, Mo Han turned around in surprise and looked at the city gate where the rockets were like locusts.

Oops! It's the rebels attacking the city! I didn't expect them to do it so quickly, and it seems that they can't leave.

The body moved with his heart, and in an instant, Mo Han's figure had reached the end of the path, and he walked all the way to the direction of the city gate, but his heart gradually became uneasy.

This Jingkou garrison is Zhong Chongxiao's old department, subordinate to the Jiuyuan Army, Zhong Chongxiao and himself did not have much contact, only heard that this person is pedantic, if it sounds good, it is loyal, if it is not good, it is brainless, he is resisting the order to go out of Beijing, the emperor must have issued a secret order, not allowing the local departments to obey him, he went to see Zhong Chongxiao, if he blindly resisted, how could he use his troops to resist the rebels?

"Wu Feiyun's people are attacking the city, young master, should we go now or what?" Rong Bo turned around to look for Mo Han, because the city gate was steep, but with them, they couldn't turn the tide at all, so he opened his mouth to ask if he was leaving. Mo Han stopped and looked at the shape, seeing that although the soldiers in the city were a little flustered, no one evacuated, thinking that although Zhong Chongxiao was pedantic, he was not greedy for life and afraid of death, so he stopped for a moment and then got up again, and rushed forward without hesitation.

"Keep up!" Rong Bo beckoned, and led the rest of the group towards the city wall, only to realize that the situation was worse than everyone thought. The other party is obviously made all the preparations to come, whether it is the strength or material resources are difficult to match, at this moment the night is sinking, the fire outside the city is shrouded, it has stretched for dozens of miles without interruption, just this momentum has been overwhelming the Jin soldiers defending the city, when the rhythm of the siege became more and more intensive, the soldiers on the city wall began to rout, for a time blood splashed, corpses everywhere.

"Young master—we can't stop it! If we don't leave, we won't be able to leave!" Seeing the enemy army rushing up to the city tower like a tumbling torrent, Rong Bo shouted at Mo Han who was fighting in the battle in a hurry, Mo Han glanced back, and saw the soldiers around him fall one after another, his heart twitched, and he twitched.

Although this Jingkou is not big, but the people say less there are more than 10,000, because the rivers are surrounded, so only two city gates pass, and now the rebels will surround the city, the people have no way to avoid it, if the rebels rush in, they can only let it be slaughtered, fill its gluttonous desire.

"Where is General Zhong! Where is your general? What about the people-" The people in the city were already in chaos, Mo Han couldn't bear to leave them like this, so he grabbed the soldiers around him and asked about Zhong Chongxiao's traces, but unexpectedly, the man cried bitterly and pointed his hand forward, knelt on the ground with a "poof", and bowed down to the other head: "General, he-is dead!"

Only then did Mo Han see a figure frozen in the flames, still maintaining a posture of leaning down, his whole body was densely packed with arrows, but he only clenched the female wall with both hands, and he didn't let go until he died.

Mo Han suddenly tilted his head and almost burst into tears. He didn't expect Zhong Chongxiao to be killed, it seems that the enemy army had already gone up the city wall as soon as he arrived, and because he didn't want the soldiers to leave first, he chose to live and die with Jingkou City.

"General go well...... Mo Han, a battle on behalf of the general!"

Mo Han took a deep breath, and suddenly bowed down to take off the armor of the dead soldier under his feet, Rong Bo already knew his thoughts the moment he saw his movements, and wanted to open his mouth to stop it, but he couldn't say anything.

The blood-stained armor covered the heart that never yielded, and the moment the rebels poured up the wall and attacked the city tower, Mo Han's hand flashed coldly, and his body was like an arrow from the string, and he entered the chaos in an instant.

"Who's that guy?!"

As soon as he got on the city wall, Ling Feng's eyes narrowed, and he looked at the place in the battle by the light of the fire, Xiao Ba moved his eyebrows when he heard this, took a few steps forward to take a closer look, and suddenly turned around and exclaimed: "My lord, it looks like a person." ”

"It must be the group of people who borrowed the coffin out of the city that day, like who?"

"Major General, Mo Han!"

"Really?"

"That's right, the person next to him is Rong Bo. ”

"Ha, hahahaha-" Ling Feng smiled when he heard this, and he couldn't hide his excitement: "God help me, it turned out to be him! This Jingkou Jin army has long been defeated, and he still hasn't given up, okay, open the city gate to welcome the young master into the city, and tell him, we have a big gift for him!"