Chapter Ninety-Four: Blue Blood Pill Heart

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"Save!"

"Protection!"

"Go!"

The cold touch of the fingertips could not extinguish the blood in their hearts, and the soldiers looked up to the sky and roared, fierce and fierce, and like a thunderbolt bursting in an instant, the blue blood pill heart emitted from the chest shocked the soldiers of the First Army who had just come down from the mountain shook.

My heart was moved and surging.

Tears oozed faintly from the corners of Gu Changge's eyes, she stood upright, and the corners of her lips once again bloomed with a smile of relief.

"Yan Xiao, you go to the city to inform Qiao Yu that the war has changed abruptly, and send troops and horses quickly. Gu Changge opened her mouth towards the void where Yan Xiao was hiding in the shadows, her clothes cut a sharp arc in the wind, and the long sword slashed through the air like a ghost crying.

"The rest of the people, if they can stand up, go with me, go to save people, and protect the country!" accompanied by her long roar, the sword light was dazzling, and the snow was compelling.

Then, together with the voice, it is straight to the heart.

The soldiers were silent, but they stood up with all their strength, the tips of their guns ready to stab the sky.

As soon as the sky brightened, it seemed to tremble, and the tip of the gun was also bright.

Bloody, hideous, tempered in the firelight, frozen in the ice and snow.

......

Song Yi and Chen Qianling ran wildly all the way, chasing the defeated and fleeing Nanfan soldiers to the east.

Running for thousands of miles and pursuing all the way, Nanfan, which had already lost nearly one-third of its soldiers and horses, had only 5,000 men and horses left at this time, and in Northern Qi, there were more than 18,000 people.

The big black bird that had been hovering overhead had flown away at some point, and there was no scream like a ghost crying wolf, and there was no red rope as red as blood in the corner of his eye.

The corners of Chen Qianling's eyes were red, his dark eyes were staring at the defeated army in front of him, and the tense bow and arrow in his hand were eager to shoot out, and his eyes gradually became crazy.

The horses galloped behind them, and the Nanfan soldiers, who had long been exhausted, did not dare to turn back, only afraid that the last glimmer of hope in their hearts for survival would be pierced by the rushing arrows.

The rain of arrows poured and rushed in.

The figures patrolling in the blood light, and the people who ran were still running desperately. They were ragged, covered in blood and dust, and stumbled a few steps from time to time, their eyes frightened and desperate.

Suddenly, someone froze in place, his pupils constricted, he lowered his head with his mouth open for a while, his eyes touched a blood-colored black arrow on his chest, and the darkness in front of him replaced the darkness, and finally, with a "bang", the Nanfan soldier's body fell to the ground.

Behind him, Chen Qianling held a bow in one hand, put the other hand on the bowstring, looked up at the dark sky, behind the dark clouds, he seemed to faintly see a glow of light, sharp as electricity, and he smiled.

"Soon, it's over..."

He muttered under his breath, squinting to get a closer look at the faint light of the sky.

Suddenly, there was another blackbird with a red rope around its neck, and it flew by in his sight. The blackbird's cry was still so sharp, and between the lightning and flint, Chen Qianling only felt a trance and uneasiness in his heart.

Suddenly, Chen Qianling, Song Yi, and the entire Northern Qi army all heard the shouts from the southern army in front.

The shouts came from the front of the Nanfan army, one after another, high in the sky, with an uncontrollable ecstasy as if they had been reborn after death.

This is, the southern reinforcements are coming?

At the front of the Northern Qi army, there were soldiers with trembling lips and frightened eyes, "Nanfan... There are reinforcements in the south... Let's get it... Ahh

Before he could finish his sentence, he was pierced in the chest by a spear, and the roar poured out, with a horror that had not yet dissipated.

Song Yi didn't look at it, his wrist was hard, and the spear was withdrawn with a "poof".

Scarlet blood mixed with swirling flesh foam sprayed on one side of his face, adding another three points of evil energy.

"Those who disturb the morale of the army will be killed. ”

The Northern Qi army temporarily stopped in place and no longer pursued.

The morale of the Nanfan Army, which was greatly boosted by the arrival of reinforcements, was quickly reorganized.

Once again, the two armies confronted each other.

In the distance, there was a "boom" thunder sound, the sound was calm, thick and majestic, as if even the air at the moment had been shaken out of cascading ripples.

The dark earth was littered with weapons, stained with red blood.

Beneath the weapons and blood, there were dead men and bones.

Most of the eyes of the people who had just died were not closed, and the green light was faint and deep, staring at the sky hollowly, and the white skeletons of the forest, which had long since died, lay messily and lonely across the wilderness.

After a few years, it turned into smoke and became dust under the feet of the superiors.

The cold wind wandered on all sides, whistling and crying. The eyes of the soldiers were fierce, and although no one moved, there was a silent and gloomy murderous aura that permeated the battlefield where the two armies were fighting.

Only the dead are as calm as ever, with their heads bowed, as if contemplating the eternal and insoluble proposition of life and death that connects the past and the present with the universe.

Song Yi and Chen Qianling glanced at each other, the corners of their mouths were smiling, but their eyes were as hot as fire.

Even if there are reinforcements again, according to the current situation, there are at most 10,000 people in Nanfan, not to mention that there are 5,000 deserters who have just been beaten among these 10,000 people, and 18,000 people in Northern Qi whose morale is rising.

Although it has been exhausted for a long time, nearly 20,000 people against 10,000 people, if there are no variables, the odds of victory are stable.

At the front of the confrontation of the southern army, the new 5,000 soldiers had been replaced. At the end of the entire army, the sneering leader sat firmly on his horse.

The smile is mocking, disregarding, sneering, contempt, and finally calming down. A kind of determination and contempt of those who have been in power for a long time, and maintain a strong absolute coercion at all times.

The lieutenant general who was waiting beside him noticed his sneer, stepped forward and said, "Childe, what do you think now?"

"The fish has been hooked," his voice was hoarse, and then he whispered faintly, "Just fish in peace." ”

The newly joined Southern soldiers were overwhelmed by the Northern Qi soldiers who had been trekking for a long time and were depressed due to the ambush.

The sound of hooves rushed, the smoke and dust were filled, the collision of knives and guns made a sonorous roar, the sword light flashed, and the cold light shone through the armor.

In the face of the retreating Northern Qi army, Song Yi bit his silver teeth, and the spear in his hand pointed at Changtian.

The black clouds in the sky became thicker and thicker, and the deeper they appeared. In the gap between the black clouds and the black clouds, there was a trace of bending, like a ghost face, watching the battle on the ground with cold eyes.

"What are you afraid of!" Song Yi shot straight at the Nanfan soldiers under the horse, the spear penetrated the chest, and the rolled flesh and dripping blood on the chest fell into everyone's sight hideously and fragily, and he then shouted, "Could it be that my 20,000 soldiers and horses in Northern Qi can't beat them less than 10,000?"

The war continued to develop as Chen Qianling and Song Yi envisioned.

Nanfan's offensive gradually weakened, and by the time Gu Changge led a thousand people to finally arrive, Nanfan had lost two thousand troops.

The Northern Qi Dynasty lost nearly 5,000 people.

The figure flashed, and Gu Changge gently landed on a tree behind the battlefield, and looked coldly at Nanfan, who had retreated again.