Zhou Xiao followed Huo Feng's side, and he thought for a long time before he spoke: "Boss, poor Kou Mo chase." Huo Feng stared back at Zhou Xiao, and the anger in his eyes was something that Zhou Xiao could detect. He told the deputy battalion commander very seriously: "Next, we will be defeated, and we must be defeated." At that time, you will lead the guard battalion to protect the retreat of the army. ”

Zhou Xiao was shocked, he didn't understand that the battle could still be fought like this. Huo Feng said lightly: "If you are not defeated, you can only be wiped out." "It's the beginning of autumn now, and the cool wind blows Zhou Xiao's body cold, and his heart is cold, it's because of that King Lin.

The mouth was dry, and his heart was sour, Zhou Xiao missed the sweetness and sourness of the sugar gourd. The familiar voice echoed in his ears, "Xiao Zhouzi, do you think the general is so good?" He remembered the kiss before leaving, and he remembered Qingyan's greeting to the general.

Gripping the spear in his hand, he knew that the road ahead was full of murderous opportunities, but he could only go on. In the sachet on his body, the red stone shone brightly.

In the land of the Southern Barbarians, it rained heavily, and black clouds covered the sky, and Zhou Xiao's mood was heavier than this dark cloud. The speed of the army's march slowed down, and there were mountains and forests on both sides, and sometimes flashes of thunder illuminated the four directions. In the thunderstorm, Zhou Xiao's scalp was numb, and the shouting of killing sounded from the mountains and forests, Huo Feng shouted to withdraw the army, Zhou Xiao stood with a gun, and his shouting was not weaker than the Nine Heavens Thunder Yin "Guard the battalion, face the battle!" More than 10,000 elite soldiers, blocking the ambush on three sides, Huo Feng led the troops to break through.

Zhou Xiao was already in front of the battle, taking the lead in meeting the barbarians, the rain and blood soaked the land, even though more than 10,000 elite soldiers desperately blocked it, the rest of the army was in a mess, and the breakthrough was slow.

The thunder light illuminated Zhou Xiao's blood-stained face, and it was quickly washed away by the rain, and more than half of the guards battalion were killed and wounded, one general was killed in battle, and another general was wounded. The soldiers who blocked the attack were also slowly retreating, if the army broke through and the guard battalion was trapped, everyone around Zhou Xiao would definitely die.

The iron spear swept and repelled several people, the sachet on his waist was broken, Zhou Xiao sensed it, and held the fiery red spar in his hand. The flames rose, not afraid of the pouring rain, burning fiercely on Zhou Xiao's body, like the dawn of this rainy night. "Retreat!" Zhou Xiao's shout attracted everyone's attention, the army broke through, and the barbarians did not dare to pursue. Just because the man with the spear was on the horse, and the iron spear was filled with flames, and the barbarians watched the man in the flame ride away.

After today, who doesn't know the power of the heavenly general!

The southern army, which suffered heavy casualties, returned to the South Gate Pass, and more than half of the troops in this southern expedition suffered more than half of the casualties. But Huo Feng in the city stared at Zhou Xiao deadly, and there was a murderous intent in his tone, "That's the source of the fire god." Zhou Xiao's spirit was still a little trance, and the first use of that divine source had an impact on him. He replied to Huo Feng in a daze: "Someone else gave it." ”

Huo Feng was silent, he sent Zhou Xiao back to rest, and ordered the news to be blocked, and not to reveal the awakening of Zhou Xiao's unknown divine source.

Shenyuan Huo Feng also has it, but he can't awaken it. The most lethal thing for a dynasty is the so-called Mandate of Heaven. Huo Feng slapped his anger on the table, and the sturdy wood shattered directly. "This generation of King Lin is a waste, he can't open the source of the country, and he is obsessed with women all day long. After being angry and scolding, Huo Feng sat back in his chair. "And those two dog minions. The murderous look in his eyes made people chill.

The news of the defeat of the Southern Army came back to Lin Du, and Lin Li sighed, his ambition to expand the territory was in vain. Hu Liang accused Huo Feng on the side: "King, Huo Feng didn't try his best to crusade against the Southern Barbarians, he left the army in Nanguan, and he only entered the barbarians with a small half of his troops, how could he be undefeated?" Lin Li nodded, he felt that there was some truth.

On the second day, a minister defended Huo Feng, the southern army had been fighting hard for three months, and they were tired, so they should not have rushed south, please execute Hu Liang who was in trouble. But someone jumped out and said: "Huo Feng's improper leadership led the army, which led to the defeat." In the end, King Lin decided to reward Huo Feng with a beauty, one hundred taels of gold.

He thinks that everyone else he likes must also like it, and the so-called beauty is a woman with an average appearance, and the good-looking ones are all in his own yard. Huo Feng, who got the news, sneered, accepted the result, and distributed the gold to his subordinates.

And Zhou Xiao, who performed well in this battle, did not report to the DPRK. Now Zhou Xiao has become the battalion commander of the Guards Battalion, and began to organize the training of new soldiers in the battalion.

But a transfer of officials broke the due calm, and someone told Hu Liang: "In that rainy night, I saw Zhou Xiao wearing flames to block the barbarians. When Hu Liang heard the news, he laughed wildly, "Okay, you Huo Feng, you dare to hide the Mandate of Heaven in your body, this is to disrupt the country." However, he didn't move Huo Feng, and decided to take Zhou Xiao into the national capital for interrogation first.

When the officials with the instructions came to the Southern Army barracks, they were arrogant and shouted: "Thief Zhou Xiao, come out and be arrested." An arrow flew out of nowhere, piercing his robe and nailing it to the ground. The petty officer holding the arrest warrant trembled all over, his legs trembled, and he felt Wang Ling's courage to strengthen his courage, pulled out his arrow and fell to the ground. There was a sneer all around, and the people who came felt shameless, so they hurried into the barracks.

After entering, the two legs couldn't stop, their feet were vague, and they were weak. Listening to Huo Huo's sharpening of the knife, he felt that he was sharpening his backbone, and he was angry and afraid.

When he saw Huo Feng, he didn't dare to say anything about arresting people. After pondering for a while, he still spoke: "Huo Shuai, the king ordered Zhou Xiao to return to the capital." Huo Feng didn't look up, "Oh." The one who held the order didn't dare to move, and they didn't know that it was Zhou Xiao from left to right, thinking that it could kill themselves.

In the end, Zhou Xiao stood up and chose to follow this person, Huo Feng also sent a team of people very intimately to escort the envoy back to the capital, and the envoy was also very happy, and happily took the person away.

After walking for two days, Zhou Xiao looked at the dim night sky and felt that his ideals had come to naught, what a general, he was already a prisoner.

But at this time, an accident happened, and after a slight noise, someone came to untie the rope for him. It was a soldier from the former personal guard battalion, and he helped Zhou Xiao up and said, "Battalion commander, you go quickly and leave Lin Guo." Zhou Xiao was shocked, and sure enough, the messenger had been killed.

Zhou Xiao looked at the soldiers beside him and left tears, "What should you do." The soldier smiled, "Huo Shuai has already arranged the back road for us, the battalion commander doesn't have to worry." Zhou Xiao was relieved, and the soldiers urged him to leave quickly, and he couldn't delay.

Having taken his rations, he took one last look at the soldiers and turned to leave the place, the place where dreams had been shattered.

When Zhou Xiao walked away, these people were silent for a long time, and when the first person picked up the knife in his hand and wiped his neck, everyone followed suit, and all the soldiers committed suicide. Their families were generously compensated.

Although I don't know their names, history will remember their deeds, it was they who broke the first shackles for Zhou Xiao, and it was they who protected the sprouts of the new era. Zhou Xiao entered the Nanban alone, not knowing that the blood-stained mountain behind him.