Luo Xuan didn't pay attention to Gu He's words, he rode towards the city gate, his face was flat, and his eyes showed a crazy gaze. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Gu He saw that Luo Xuan didn't speak, he didn't speak anymore, but just followed behind Luo Xuan as if he was sworn to death, killing the surrounding Yu army and retreating.

When they were about to feel the city gate, Peng Chu and Fan Tie led the army to fight out from the flank, but they fell behind Luo Xuan and his party. The two of them were angry, roared on horseback, and continued to ride their horses towards Luo Xuan.

"Open the gates quickly!"

Gu He roared at the Xuanguo soldiers in the city, but in response to him, several miserable white human heads were thrown under the city and rolled down in front of them.

Luo Xuan and Gu He stopped at the gate of the city, looking at the somewhat broken heads rolling down on the ground, those people were the other people who were arranged by Luo Xuan to guard the city.

Wang Li walked up to the top of the city, squinted at the military horses under the city, and did not speak, but smiled coldly.

"Wang Li, you horseman, what are you doing?" Luo Xuan raised his head, and couldn't help but burst out foul language, and the war horse under his crotch was a little uneasy and spun around in place.

"You are a rebellious person, but the rebel ministers of Jiang Xun in Handan City plan to make an appointment with you to join forces with the outside and make a rebellion together. Wang Li was above the city, and he said coldly.

"Wang Li..."

Looking at Yu Ze's army, which was about to chase to the bottom of the city, Luo Xuan shouted hysterically in the sky, his hair was messy, and his eyes were bloodshot.

Wang Li turned a deaf ear on the city wall, and looked coldly at Luo Xuan under the city.

Luo Xuan was angry, pulled out his feather arrow, and shot the arrow at Wang Li. Frightened, Wang Li immediately squatted down and hid under the battlement, not daring to poke his head out.

"Heaven will kill me, heaven will kill me!"

Luo Xuan raised his head and shouted, his hand grasping the bow and raising it, his mournful voice

Spread out under the city, the tigers and leopards behind them were all moved after hearing this, and each bowed their heads and sobbed.

The armies of Yu Ze and Li Ziqian, Xiang Yiming, and Peng Chu gathered together and stopped not far from the city, the smoke and dust behind the horses rose high and fell, they looked at Luo Xuan who was crying with their heads up, their eyes showed a touch of awe and sorrow.

Although the fighters are defeated, the blood is not cold!

"The road is long, and the life and death of the fighters are boundless. Luo Xuan turned his horse's head and turned around, tore off the snow-white robe covered with blood stains, and smiled sadly at Li Ziqian.

"Senior Brother Ziqian, if you meet on the battlefield, if you are alive, can you bring my bones back to Danyang?"

"Galloping on the battlefield, drinking and admiring the moon with friends are the two most fortunate things in life. It's a pity, it's a pity, I drink and admire the moon with you today, and I have to fight on the battlefield in the future. ”

"Senior brother, I respect your talents, but people like us should see each other's shortcomings. ”

"Bo Luan.." Li Ziqian looked at Luo Xuan on horseback from afar, remembered the past, and gently called out the words of the other party as an adult.

"I should go away, the mountains are heavy, the water is heavy, and I will be separated from the king. Luo Xuan laughed when he was lost, he rode out on horseback, and shouted at Li Ziqian in front of the two armies, "Senior brother, can you come and give me a ride, and don't pretend that you and I will get acquainted." ”

Yu Ze and Xiang Yiming, who were in front of the formation, heard Luo Xuan shouting at Li Ziqian, they turned their heads and glanced at Li Ziqian suspiciously and complicatedly, but did not speak.

"Spirits. ”

There was no room for hesitation, Li Ziqian solemnly spoke, with cloudy tears in his eyes.

"Bring the wine!" Yu Ze instructed a soldier, and the order was passed down all the way. Ten miles away, the best liquor was carried on the shoulders of the soldiers and transported under the city of Changping.

Li Ziqian took two jars of wine, he rode alone, swept out of the front of the formation with the ink ruler on his back, and headed towards Luo Xuan.

Wang Li at the head of the city wanted to pull out the big bow at this time and shoot towards Luo Xuan, but he was seen by the sharp-eyed Xiang Yiming, and he immediately shot towards Wang Li on the head of the city, hitting his arm.

After a while, the two were half a meter apart in front of the two armies, and Luo Xuan looked at Li Ziqian, who handed him the wine jar. He took it, his hair was messy, like a lion with his head drooping, and he poured the liquor down with his head up:

"When I was born, I was in troubled times, and I fought with a sword.

Twenty-eight boys, how many people are there today?"

Li Ziqian heard Luo Xuan drink and moan, and he felt bitter. On the day of the meeting, he entered the battle gate with a sword on his back, wanting to point his sword in all directions and ask the princes of the six countries. In the darkness of this year, there are a few troubled young people who used to have ambitions like him, and a few of them are still alive.

The wine jar touched, and the two bitterly opened the corners of their mouths to look at each other, and each raised their heads again to pour the wine in.

There was silence all around, and the soldiers in black armor silently looked at the two people in front of the two armies.

There was a long wind howling over the city, and the soldiers in their robes were hunting with their robes being pulled.

When the wine ran out, Luo Xuan shook off the empty wine jar and shattered it on the ground.

"Senior brother, before going out of the battle gate, the teacher told me that when we fight with others, people like us should not be respected, which will make us unable to see through each other. Luo Xuan opened his mouth and looked into Li Ziqian's eyes, "We used to be friends, but I can't see through you, senior brother, have you seen through me?"

After Li Ziqian heard it, he didn't speak, and threw away the wine jar in his hand.

Luo Xuan saw that Li Ziqian didn't reply, he smiled bitterly, turned the horse's head again, and looked at the surviving tiger and leopard knights, "I have no talent, the tiger and leopard ride should gallop through the six countries, conquer the city, and make people frightened." If I am defeated today, I should go with the king, and I hope that you will work diligently, and in the future, where the iron hooves pass, the momentum will be like a broken bamboo, and I will be a tiger and leopard cavalry!"

The words were generous, and the spear Luo Xuan was holding in his right hand was gloomy. All the tiger and leopard riders in front of him raised their heads in unison and looked at Luo Xuan, and I don't know who took the lead, "Military Death" sounded in the tiger and leopard cavalry:

"Punish thousands of troops and raise their might,

Raise the army and shake the nations.

Shake the invincible hands of the nations,

Fight with my son, sprinkle my blood, throw my head!"

Luo Xuan looked at the tiger and leopard riding after singing in unison, and he continued to sing on horseback:

"Strong men in armor fight in all directions,

Shoot the wolf with a longbow.

If you don't return, your life is boundless!"

After singing, Luo Xuan laughed, walked towards Li Ziqian, pulled out the blood-stained heavy sword at his waist, and looked at Yu Ze.

"You can descend, there is no point in dying?" Li Ziqian stared at Luo Xuan's face, and he opened his mouth in a low voice.

"The first king treated me well, and I should guard the territory of the four regions for him. Luo Xuan chuckled, and then glared at Li Ziqian with heroic sorrow, "Zhanmen fighters, if they meet a benefactor, they should be rewarded with death, how can they covet their heads, bow down and surrender!"

"Bo Luan. ”

Li Ziqian screamed, he looked at Luo Xuan's hand that pulled out his heavy sword, and looked at him desolately.

For a moment, Li Ziqian faced Luo Xuan, who had made up his mind, he raised his hand and clenched his fist on horseback, pushed it to Luo Xuan's chest, and roared sonorously, "Jin Ge's halberd is still broken, and the battle flag will last forever!"

"Hah... Hah..."

Looking at Li Ziqian's fist pushing towards him, Luo Xuan raised his head and laughed, stretched out his other hand, slammed his fist on Li Ziqian's fist, spread it out and clenched it tightly again, and shouted heroically, "The battle flag will last forever!

After Luo Xuan finished speaking, he handed the blood-stained heavy sword to Li Ziqian, and laughed miserably, "Cut off my head, Xuanguo doesn't need a defeated general! Take my head to Handan, there is your dream there!"

Li Ziqian's hands trembled, and cloudy tears flowed out of his eyes. He took Luo Xuan's heavy sword, his Adam's apple rolled, and he wanted to speak several times, but he choked up several times and couldn't make a sound.

Li Ziqian looked at Luo Xuan, who was smiling bitterly at him, his right hand had just raised the heavy sword, Luo Xuan's legs were clamped in the horse's belly, and he rode the horse forward, his neck brushed the edge of the sword, all the way forward.

He looked up at the blue sky, the sun was setting, the smile on the corner of his mouth rippled, a bloody mark on his neck cracked, and red and black blood sprayed out.

When Luo Xuan was dying, he clutched the reins tightly. The war horse under its crotch seemed to know that its comrades had left, and its huge eyes flashed with tears, and it let out a long neigh, and it carefully circled in place, restless.

The two armies were silent, Xiang Yiming's blue eyes had tears in them, looking at Li Ziqian and the dead Luo Xuan, he grabbed the position of his chest, where there was a jade piece left by his father, and muttered, "Battle Gate...."

Li Ziqian looked at Luo Xuan who fell to the ground, he closed his eyes, looked at the tiger and leopard riding in a choked voice, and said, "Wait, I am willing to fall!"

All the tiger and leopard knights bowed their heads, sobbed and spoke, and clenched their fists and hammered them in their hearts, "The iron cavalry will not die, and the battle flag will last forever!

A roar of grief and indignation rushed across the battlefield, and when Li Ziqian heard this, he raised his head and stared at Wang Li, who was already a little out of his soul, and raised his hand and waved it forward.

The infantry army was immediately divided into two echelons under Yu Ze's instructions, one echelon carried a ladder to attack the city, and the other echelon pushed the siege vehicle to rush to the city gate.

The soldiers at the head of the city were so cold that they had no intention of fighting, and they fled away. Wang Li couldn't persuade him, and he was afraid of death, so he took his entourage to abandon the city and run for his life towards the Upper Wolf City.