Under the scorching sun, smoke and dust are billowing between heaven and earth.

Smoke is burning in towns and villages.

The dust is the soldiers and horses stepping on the surging surge.

The soldiers and horses were different from the iron armor and black and red rope knot uniforms of the Great Zhou, their battle robes were white, dazzling in the sunlight, and even if they came from the smoke and dust, they seemed to be clean and spotless.

The commander standing at the Daxi Pass retracted his gaze and turned his head to look behind him, and the Sheng flags behind him were densely packed, and the soldiers were wearing armor and weapons, filling the entire Daxi Pass.

But there were only 2,000 of them.

For a pass, the number of troops is not small, after all, there are garrisons on all sides, even if there is an enemy attack, it will not be the time for them to face it alone, there are always reinforcements, but this time, there is no alarm in front, there are no reinforcements on both sides, and there are forty miles behind the main camp of the army on the northwest road.

Forty miles is actually not far, and it can be reached in half a day, but now what they have to do is not to wait for reinforcements, but to prevent the Xiliang army from passing through.

Forty miles later, there were not only garrisons, but also people in the cities.

If the Xiliang army is allowed to cross over, it will be like a fierce beast that breaks the embankment and bursts out of the cage.

The commander who was nearly forty years old had a calm face, but the slightly trembling thick eyebrows revealed his nervousness, this was not the first time he had faced the Xiliang people, he had participated in many battles when he was a small soldier twenty years ago, of course, it was not that he had become timid now that he was older.

Tens of thousands of Xiliang people, there are iron horse strikers in front, and there are infantry in the back, not the stragglers in the past, this is the army of the Xiliang Royal Court.

In this battle, the stone was struck with an egg.

The Commander drew his saber and raised it in front of him.

"Fight. He said, taking the lead in his own sprint.

Behind him, the two thousand soldiers shouted in unison with their weapons in hand, and although some of them had trembling lips and some of them were trembling, they did not hesitate to rush forward without the slightest fear.

Smoke and dust billowed from under his feet, and he crashed into the white army formation coming in front of him with a roar.

"Hold the Daxi Pass!"

This is a beautiful wish after all, and the wish cannot be fulfilled because of heroism, this is the cruelty of reality.

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The town was full of shouts, screams, screams, cries, smoke and fire rising all over the city, and the streets were chaotic, with dead bodies strewn and scattered, overturned baskets, and melons and fruits that had fallen to the ground were trampled to rot and mixed with the blood and water on the ground.

The disaster seemed to have struck very suddenly, and the hustle and bustle of the market did not have time to disperse.

There were no living people, or living creatures, on this street, and the chickens and ducks in the cages had their heads trampled by horses' hooves.

One foot on the ground, as if stepping on the mud, made a chirping sound, and splashed blood on the top of his feet and the black cloak that turned as he walked.

The only sound of his footsteps could be found in the streets.

But the people of this city are not dead yet, so it is not yet time to become dead.

Soon there were muffled cries and noisy footsteps in an alley, and a group of people rushed out, and suddenly saw the people walking in the street and stopped in fright.

This is a group of seventeen or eighteen men, women, old and young, they look frightened, they don't know where they were hiding before, and now they want to flee in a hurry, the city is very large, but now they can't hide them.

"You, you. The old man at the head trembled and looked at the people who came over.

The man was wrapped in a black cloak, his face covered by a large hat, and only a fair and beautiful chin was visible.

Is it a man or a woman, and the most important thing is the Da Zhou people or the Xiliang people?

The man didn't answer, just walked over slowly, approached, passed them.

Without waiting for the old man to ask again, there was the sound of horses' hooves in the alley behind him, and the group was suddenly shocked, and they didn't have to look back to know that the Xiliang people were coming, and the sound of horses' hooves had become a nightmare.

The group screamed and stumbled past this person, and this person didn't run with them, didn't seem to react, or was it Xiliang?

The old man's thoughts flashed back, and he saw the sickle in the hand of a Xiliang cavalry who rushed to the front slashed towards this person who was striding forward.....

The old man subconsciously closed his eyes and let out a chaotic cry.

The corpses were separated, blood was splashed, he had seen too much in the short half a day, and he had never thought of seeing the scene in his life.

There was hot blood splattered on his face, there was the muffled sound of puffing flesh falling to the ground, and screams rang out in my ears.

The old man did not open his eyes, but closed his eyes tightly, no one could live under the nest, he died first and then died, this person was hacked to death, and it was time for him to be next.

They couldn't outrun the iron hooves and long knives of the Xiliang soldiers at all.

The sound of knives colliding continued to come, people fell to the ground, horses neighed, but he never felt pain, what was the matter? Could it be that he provoked someone to kill? Kill others first and then kill him? These Xiliang people never pick on killing, like cutting weeds, and when they see it, they will directly swing their knives.

The old man opened his eyes and saw the black cloak fluttering in front of him, and the man was holding a sickle in his hand, and he was slashing at an oncoming Xiliang soldier.....

With a snort, blood gushed like a spring, the Xiliang cavalry and the horse were split in half, the horse and the man didn't even have time to bark, the people and horses who lost their lives became dead things, and they smashed to the ground with a pop, and the flesh and internal organs rolled off.

The old man only felt a tightness in his chest, and covered his mouth with retching, even though he had already seen the scene of murder, but this was the first time......

This retching made his body recover his movements, and the people around him retreated, and the screaming gradually stopped, everyone looked at that person, watching him raise and fall with a knife, and Xiliang soldiers fell to the ground one after another.

His hood had fallen off, revealing his face, dazzling in the white robes of Xiliang's soldiers and horses and the splatters of blood.

It's a beautiful young man.

Beautiful, big Zhou young man.

The old man couldn't help but burst into tears, he was a very powerful person!

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This group of eight Xiliang cavalry, including horses, fell at the corner of the street.

The young man threw the scythe, raised his hand and pulled his hood on, as if nothing had happened.

"This good man. The old man hurriedly chased after him, and the people behind him also hurriedly followed, looking at the young man with trembling and excitement.

"You, are you a master, were you sent by the imperial court?" the old man asked, following beside him.

The young man paid no attention to it and walked forward.

Although there was no answer, everyone followed him closely, and at this moment, this young man was a god descending to earth, safer than those deep houses and thick walls.

The sound of hurried horses' hooves came from the front, and a group of Xiliang soldiers came in front of them, and there were more people than Shicai, and the old man and the others exclaimed, huddled together in horror, behind the young man.

The Xiliang soldiers in front saw the corpses of the Xiliang soldiers piled up on the street, and their originally indifferent faces showed surprise and anger, screaming and rushing towards this side.

The young man still walked forward, unhurried and unhurried, stepping on the blood, his hood covering his face and his vision, as if he could not see or hear everything in the outside world.

The old man and the others had no way to do this, and fear made them unable to take any more steps, and watched the young man approach the Xiliang soldiers and horses of dozens of people, and then ..... Slaughter.

The slaughter of Xiliang soldiers and horses by young people.

The old man couldn't see what was happening, or he couldn't believe it when he saw it, the young man obviously didn't have a weapon in his hand, but the Xiliang soldiers who rushed over were split and fell to the side, and then another, and then another.....

The young man with a cloak and a hood covering his face was a knife that slashed at the rushing Xiliang soldiers.

It's not a slash, it's deadly.

His movements were very fast, so fast that he couldn't see clearly, and his movements were very slow, in the chaos of Xiliang soldiers and horses, so that it seemed that there was always one movement, he walked forward, he raised his hand and flicked it, and the rushing Xiliang soldiers were like flies being beaten to the ground.

Although he looked very slow, his footsteps did not stop, and he walked out of a road among dozens of Xiliang soldiers and horses, a road covered with corpses.

His lifted foot landed on the broken corpse, and the flesh and bones crumbled over.

The Xiliang soldiers were not dead, there were still seven or eight people in front, but they did not rush over again, their faces that had always been cold and cruel were full of horror, looking at the young people who came step by step, they should be fearless, they should rush over, this is the belief they pursue, but instinct makes them retreat step by step.

"Demons. ”

There were Xiliang soldiers muttering.

This person who walked on the blood of the corpse and couldn't even see his face was a demon, a demon from hell.

They let out a strange cry, turned their horses' heads and fled backwards.

"It's God!"

The old man muttered, tears blurring his eyes, looking at the young man walking in front of him with the blood of the corpse, it was a god.

He stumbled to follow, and the others cried and followed, and this cry was the joy of escaping.

The city gate was faintly in sight, and the sound of horses' hooves around was getting denser and denser, and what happened here attracted the Xiliang soldiers all over the city, all the looting and burning stopped, and the Xiliang soldiers poured to this side.

A group of Xiliang soldiers appeared at the city gate in front.

The old man followed behind the young man and whispered, "There are also people from behind." ”

The Xiliang soldiers and horses before and after were as turbulent as ever, but the old man was not as flustered as Shicai, and felt that although there was only one young man, no matter how many Xiliang soldiers and horses could not stop him.

The young man paid no heed, did not look at the old man and them all the time, and did not say that I was escorting you with me, nor did he drive them away, as if he had not seen them around at all.

He walked forward, and the Xiliang soldiers and horses in front and behind did not rush over to slash and kill when they saw people as before, and they were stunned, anxious and hesitant at a loss.

They had seen the corpses of their comrades who had been killed in the city earlier, and had heard the descriptions of their surviving companions.

Demons, terrifying.

They are not afraid of people, but they are afraid of gods and demons.

The young people got closer and closer, and the soldiers and horses of Xiliang in front of the city gate became more restless, until someone separated and walked out of the queue.

"Is it Qi Niang?" said in a loud voice from the Xiliang soldiers, speaking the Great Zhou dialect.

The old man couldn't help but look at the young man, but the young man still didn't react.

"Qi Niang, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is waiting for you in front. Xiliang Bing continued, "Do you want to come over?"

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Qin Mei stopped, looked ahead, and said, "Okay." ”

The voice was crisp and pleasant, this was the first time he spoke, the old man listened in a trance, and when he understood what he said, he was immediately frightened.

Prince?

Waiting for you?

Good?

He, he....

Qin Mei continued to move forward.

"Hey, you. The old man blurted out, "You, you're going to Xiliang?"

Why?

This time, Qin Mei didn't notice it, he stopped and turned his head, lifted his hood slightly, and revealed that beautiful face again.

"Do you think I can save you?" he said.

Oh, yes..... The old man and the others looked at him with panicked expressions.

Qin Mei said: "Wrong, no one can save you, each of us can only save ourselves." He rubbed his chin with his finger and wiped away a drop of blood that had been splashed on Shi Cai, "I'm saving myself, if I can't kill them, they'll kill me." ”

Ahh The old man and the others trembled, as if they understood and did not seem to understand.

Qin Mei didn't speak again, turned his head and walked forward, he walked in front of the Xiliang soldiers, this time there was no long knife to cut, the Xiliang soldiers got out of the way one after another, and bowed down on the horse, respectful and afraid.

He took a horse respectfully handed over by a Xiliang soldier, and he turned over and got on the horse....

He really wants to leave with the Xiliang people, and ..... with the Xiliang people

"But, but. The old man stumbled forward and shouted, "You are from Da Zhou." ”

Qin Mei turned around again on the horse.

"Why am I from the Great Zhou?" he said, stretching out his hand and pointing to his face, "Is it because of this face?" and then he stretched out his hand and pointed at his body, "Because of this flesh and skin?"

What do you mean?

"Aren't you from the Great Zhou?" the old man muttered, could it be the Xiliang people, it is said that there are children born from the Xiliang people and the Great Zhou..... But why did the Xiliang people kill the Xiliang people?

Qin Mei looked at him and shook her head: "I'm not from Xiliang." ”

Ahh What is it? The old man was stunned.

Qin Mei raised her eyebrows and the corners of her mouth curved, and said, "You just treat me as not a human." ”

Not human..... The old man was stunned, watching the young man gallop away, and the next moment he disappeared from sight, not so quickly running away, but the Xiliang soldiers and horses that had just made way for him to separate gathered together, and a column after column blocked the view.

Their horses regained their spirits, their expressions regained their indifference and ferocity, and they looked at them as condescendingly as ants.

So, there are no immortals.

The old man's body shook and closed his eyes, if he didn't escape, he couldn't escape, he waited for death.

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"Qi Niang!"

In front of a gorgeous tent decorated with jewels not far from the city gate, Suo Shengxuan looked at Qin Mei who came over, and happily stretched out his hand to greet him.

"I thought you were killed by Young Master Qingzi. ”

Qin Mei snorted and walked past him towards the tent.

Suo Shengxuan smiled and followed: "Why did you come here so slowly, where did you go?"

Qin Mei didn't answer, walked to the door of the tent and stopped, turned her head to look at him when she thought of something, and said, "It's just attacking the city and plundering the land, the city has been captured, why are you still killing people?"

Suo Shengxuan sighed, smiled and nodded: "Okay, then don't kill." ”