"Close!"

The mournful shouts resounded, startling the birds in the distance, but they couldn't move the formation in their hands.

Riding a horse galloping, it can still be stopped in front of the cliff, and flying high, especially can be shot down in the sky.

But how can the mountain and rock collapse, how can it be restored?

This power may exist, but it does not appear here.

So, the end is doomed.

The leader of the Blood River Dragoon, a heroic young man who has maintained a serious face all the year round, is not very old and strong, but because of his family past, he is full of admiration for Liu Wu, a senior. Seeing that "Liu Wu" called on everyone to rescue their comrades-in-arms in the enchantment, he did not hesitate to take over the most important task - presiding over the formation.

Who would have thought that the world could be so cruel that he would be able to turn the chief to ashes with his own hands?

"Don't!" he realized that something was wrong, felt regret, and tears that had not appeared in front of people for more than ten years were surging like opening the floodgates.

But the formation in his hand gathered the majestic power of the whole army like an angry dragon, how could he be at the mercy of his little second grade?

"Move me!" The young man was originally personable, but in an instant, he turned into a miserable appearance that was unclothed, the skin on his arms was constantly cracking, spurting out blood, and he looked miserable.

"Introduce yourself. "Liu Wu", who was standing in the crowd, suddenly got up, smiled all over his face, and bowed around. That kind of appearance is inexplicably filled with a kind of kindness like an old man looking at a child in the afternoon sun.

With such a scene, the Dusk Yuan soldiers were stunned, how could they not understand whether his identity was true or false?

"I, Chief Hao Lian, will always guard the land of Dongli. The impostor said this, drew out his long knife, and cut it extremely viciously on the wrists of several golden archers around him who were unable to resist due to excessive consumption of the formation, "The old man has always shown no mercy to the enemy. ”

Faintly, it seemed that a golden light flashed and fell on the palm of his hand, and he shook his body and disappeared in place.

The pillar of light fell with a bang, like a divine punishment from heaven, almost gasifying the onlookers.

Everyone took a few steps back and stared blankly at the place, but there was no movement for a long time.

What no one knew was that General Liu gritted his teeth, crushed the jade pendant, and believed the little fox's random nonsense.

......

"Welcome in. Su Meng grinned and put his hand on his shoulder, his face full of sincerity.

Liu Wu, who was still a little confused, looked up at the sky, then looked at the stunned appearance of the golden armor void god on the side, and then looked at the silver-eyed young man's very unflat face, he turned his head, and when he landed, he was a big mouth pasted on his face.

......

"The sin is mine. ”

In front of Xingxing Gorge, the remaining nearly 500,000 soldiers were densely packed, all kneeling on the ground.

The young Blood River Dragoon Commander whispered, blood streaming from his two arms that had just been bandaged.

He slammed his head to the ground and choked up.

But on the battlefield, who is exempt from sin?

Su Meng sighed more than once, 500,000 is too much.

If you just want to kill, things will be very simple.

But how can things in the world ever be simple?

The mass destruction spells he can cast can't be counted on one hand, and he even has some disposable magic weapons on his body, so he can easily throw forbidden spells.

If in order to stop this war, the soldiers of the Dusk Yuan were slaughtered on a large scale, what was the difference between letting the soldiers of the Dusk Yuan poison the people of the Li tribe?

Kill the enemy as the bottom, attack the heart as the top.

That was his answer to the man in the palace.

After the war, the adjutant counted the casualties.

It was found that no one was killed on the battlefield that seemed to be splattered with blood and severed limbs.

On the contrary, the soldiers who were trapped in the enchantment all died under the formation.

Including a considerable amount of excellent archers.

The most troublesome thing was that the material management personnel were also killed by the devastating attack. All the belongings on his body, including the storage ring containing siege equipment and spare bows and arrows, were vaporized.

Ge Qing involuntarily covered his forehead and wanted to cry.

No one expected this to happen, so how could they make an alternative plan?

After arriving in Dongli, did the siege battle depend on human lives?

Silent, he stepped forward, knelt down heavily in front of the general's clothed mound, kowtowed twice, and said in a deep voice: "Let's go back." ”

The young leader of the Blood River Dragoon turned his head violently as if he had been stepped on by his tail, and his face showed a fierce light.

"I said, let's go back!" the adjutant also stared at him like a wild beast with red eyes, "Our siege equipment is all destroyed, and our arrows and reserves are almost gone, do you want your soldiers to take their lives to fill the city? What's more, Chief Hao Lian is still alive! Do you understand?"

Yes, Chief Hao Lian, the man who has supported Dongli for three hundred years with the power of just one person.

But in this way, are you really willing? Many generals closed their eyes and clenched their fists tightly.

"He's dead!" the young commander stood up, knelt down for a long time, and staggered a little, but he grabbed the adjutant's armor and shouted, "The general killed him in the palace of the king of Qi with 10,000 garrison soldiers, what is there to be afraid of!"

Ge Qing patted him away and read word by word, "We were all in the city at the time. ”

Yes, why should they deceive themselves? As they watched things develop and ferment, they naturally understood that the obscure truth would not be at least not what His Majesty had proclaimed.

But can Liu Wu's prestige only be built on that fragile virtual image?

You know, before this, he was in the first place in the garrison of the Imperial City!

"Ge Qing, I respect the glory you have walked with the general. The Commander turned his back and drew his spear from the ground, and the sound of breaking through the air was violent and unfurled.

"Tuoba Hong!" realizing that something was wrong, Ge Qing shouted his name sharply.

But he didn't want the young man in front of him to be young and frivolous, how could he take him as a mere adjutant to heart?

But when he heard this, a thunderbolt exploded in the sky, and the Tuoba Commander said angrily: "Where is the Blood River Dragoon!"

The sound of preparation, mounting, and pumping guns sounded, and the sound of five hundred and three pins exploded like thunder!

"I am willing to follow the commander and sweep away the enemy!"

A neat call sounded, and Ge Qing slowly closed his eyes.

There is no two orders for the army, let alone splitting and acting alone?

"Where is the Golden Bow Camp?" he shouted.

But a sigh sounded behind him.

The golden archers did not give him any answer.

Ge Qing opened his eyes and looked there, slumped in shape.

"Tuoba Ming!"

Covered by the black cloth armor, the man who had a seven-point resemblance to Tuoba Hong looked full of struggle, but he fell to the ground on one knee and said loudly: "The last general, please fight!"

Ge Qing looked at the familiar figure, and his heart was inexplicable.

The man lowered his head, and could only see the shadow on his face.

"Your Majesty has an order to destroy Dongli. As the generals of the Twilight Yuan, we still have 500,000 soldiers in our hands! How can we cower because of the death of one person?"

Your Majesty, what a banner.

knew that the two brothers of the Tuoba family were the descendants of the general's lineage, but this explanation made no one find fault.

The 500,000-strong army is still intact, and they still have confidence in their hearts.

Suddenly, a general fell to his knees and slammed his right fist into his left chest, making a muffled sound.

"The last general asks to fight!"

This is a certain high-ranking general of an infantry battalion.

Ge Qing followed his gaze and found that it was not himself as far as his gaze could see, and he pointed to the place where the great general behind him died.

There, there is a mound of clothes, which was erected by Tuoba Hong, the leader of the Blood River Dragoons.

Before returning to Beijing to receive the next order from His Majesty Emperor Heng, they all had only one great general.

As if a landslide, as if a surge, the sound of fists and armor intersecting sounded one after another, and the generals knelt on the ground one after another, venting their battle intentions in unison.

Ge Qing, who looked at everyone with a slightly confused face, didn't know how to speak.

It was the general of the cavalry battalion, with a resolute gaze.

It was the general of the bow battalion, and his expression was unyielding.

......

This small mound, where no one has been buried, has become a place where the military hearts of the Twilight Yuan army are united.

After a moment of silence, Ge Qing also turned around and fell to his knees.

From sadness, to hesitation, and finally to perseverance.

"In that case, I am with you. He looked at the empty mound and heard his own voice ring.

The wind howled, and large dark clouds covered the heavens and the earth.

The Great War is coming.