She saw the figure she had been thinking about, the man she had just encouraged to go to the battlefield, and she believed that he would come back well, and she supported this man to be a bloody man. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Even on such a moonlit night, the figure was more tall than ever, the blood on her right hand and the white silk handkerchief bandage, the bow and crossbow had been put away, and she could not fight side by side with him, and she wanted to tell that person that she was there, never left, never abandoned, stood here firmly, they triumphed together, and returned together!

Maybe it was realized that this would be the last moment, the Jiaozhi soldiers on the city of Duobang fought back very fiercely, the warm tung oil poured down, and the Yan soldiers who climbed the city gate were wiped out wave after wave, blood, fire, and human heads, in such a dripping battlefield, some people sang the oldest war song.

Ning Hao, who was standing under the city wall, burst into tears, this was his Xiaoliu supporting him, and also encouraging all the soldiers of the Yan Kingdom, the last horn had been sounded, and victory or defeat was in one fell swoop!

Tears blurred their vision, Ning Hao reached out to wipe the tears on his face, gritted his teeth, climbed the ladder, and the stones thrown by the catapult hit them one after another, rushing forward, with no way out.

Hua Jin put away the horn in her hand, watched the figure climb with difficulty, tears had already wet her clothes, she wiped away her tears with a blood-stained silk handkerchief, reached out and picked up the bow and arrow, and looked at her younger brother beside her, "Xiao Gong, come again?"

Hua Cheng laughed, "Come!"

On the battlefield that was originally quiet and with a solemn atmosphere, I don't know who to start, and sang the ballad that just sounded, "How can you say that you have no clothes, and the same robe with the son, how can you say that you have no clothes, and you are in the same clothes with the son......" Different people, different voices, with an indomitable momentum, rushed forward!

The first to climb the tower used the last of their strength to stop the enemy, buying a little time for the comrades behind, they were comrades, they were fighting side by side. No one cares about sacrifice, just for a common goal, to charge.

Hua Jin and Hua Cheng put on their bows and arrows, and the flaming arrows flew to the opposite side, igniting tung oil, the smell of blood, the corpses lying on the ground, and the loud singing, constituting the most magnificent scene of the war in front of them.

War has always originated from ambition, whether it is an active attack or a passive defense, it is true, maybe for the people of Jiaozhi, this day is just a simple page in the history books, maybe for them it is an unforgettable national hatred, no matter what it is, for everyone who has personally experienced this war, this is a hellish place, from the initial hesitation, to the final killing red eyes.

Attacked by three sides, coupled with a whole day's attrition, the resistance of Duobang City, which was originally impregnable, has become weaker and weaker, but even so, there are still people who resist stubbornly, and Hua Jin They watched more and more people from Yan Kingdom climb the city gate.

At first, it was the singing of the warriors mixed with the metal sound of the collision of weapons, and the screams and shouts of people, and finally slowly only the singing of the soldiers of the Yan Kingdom came slowly.

The gate of Duobang City finally opened, Hua Jin looked down at the direction of the city gate, and standing at the front was the familiar figure, covered in blood and standing tall.

Yang He waved his hand, and everyone entered Duobang City together, and they won the most difficult part of the western expedition.

Not far away, in the green mountains and green waters, the young man and a group of guards stood there, looking at the battlefield here.

"It's late at night, the master should rest first, and when there is a result, the minister will report to you immediately!" the purple-shirted young man walked to the young man's side and saluted.

The man wore a black gold silk embroidery, and fiddled with the jade pendant in his hand casually with one hand, "Do you hear it, what are these people singing?"

"How can you say that you have no clothes, and you are in the same clothes as your son......" The youth looked at the direction of the battlefield lightly, and hummed this war song together, "This is the battlefield, this is the soldier of my Dayan Kingdom, the good soldier led by Yang He!"

"Your Highness......" The purple-shirted young general wanted to say something, but was stopped, "Go and see, who wrote this song, and, see how the battle turns out now!"

Escorted by a group of soldiers, Hua Jin and several people also walked to the gate of Duobang City, Ning Hao stood there quietly, and the other young generals also led people to fight against those Jiaozhi soldiers who resisted in the city, Ning Hao saw Hua Jin walking to his side, his eyes looked at her without blinking.

Hua Jin stood at the gate of the city, couldn't help but look back, looking at the part of the road they had walked behind, but in such a short distance, they had walked for so long, giving up everything, pressing everything, and desperately came here.

By this time the sky had turned pale white, and the night of fatigue and darkness had passed.

Ning Hao seemed to feel Hua Jin's emotions, and went over to hold her hand, but only to touch the silk handkerchief wrapped in her hand, and frowned, "Are you injured?"

"It's okay, I was careless when I shot an arrow, it's much better, what about you, are you hurt?" Hua Jin shook his head lightly and asked Ning Hao, who was covered in blood.

Ning Hao felt sorry for Hua Jin's injury, and shook his head, "I'm fine!" Although he was attacking the city with everyone, many people knew his identity, and several people blocked the sword for him, and exchanged his flesh and blood for his life, thinking of this, Ning Hao's eyes turned even redder.

Even if it is defeated, now everyone's mood is very heavy, Yang He first entered Duobang City, and temporarily stationed in the City Lord's Mansion "Integrate the three armies, count the battle damage, collect the corpses of the sacrificed, part of them continue to exterminate the soldiers who resisted, and the other part rests, one rotation for an hour!"

There was no rest for a day and a night, everyone was very tired, Yang He used this way to get a temporary rest, although Duobang City has been captured, but the road to the west has not ended, and then it will continue to attack until there is a real result, but at least, the future war will not be so tragic.

"Senior brother, rest first, this is for you, and sleep after drinking!" In a courtyard of the City Lord's Mansion, Hua Jin took out a bottle of spring water and handed it to Ning Hao.

Ning Hao nodded, drank the spring water in one gulp, and then went back to sleep, he was really tired and tired, although he didn't have a big injury, he was already exhausted.

Hua Cheng came over and pulled his sister, "Sister, you are also tired, take a rest first, and then things will be much simpler, this time we will win!"

When Ning Hao had already entered the door and heard Hua Chen's voice, Hua Jin couldn't help but cover his mouth, hurriedly ran to a corner, endured a whole day of nausea, and finally vented uncontrollably.

Hua Cheng didn't expect that her sister, who had always been calm and calmly accepted such a tragic battlefield, would suddenly be like this, and came over in a panic and patted Hua Jin's back, "What's wrong?"

Hua Jin waved his hand, "I'm fine, just spit it out!" Seeing that Hua Jin had been retching until the end, and couldn't spit out anything, Hua Jin finally reacted, it turned out that when she saw those scenes before, Hua Jin was not uncomfortable and disgusting, but she had been holding on.

"Sister, you always ...... like this" Hua Qian looked at Hua Jin's back distressedly.