"Write our names ......"

Master Ban's expression was indescribable, and he glanced at the Qin soldiers in the Valley of the Remnant Moon, even if he was killed by Gai Nie, under the majesty of Qin Law, no one dared to turn around and run away.

The discipline of the Qin soldiers can be seen, they are not the most powerful army in the world, Wei Wushu can be one enemy and four when he is at his peak, and he has broken the Qin army many times.

However, the discipline of the Qin State, the speed at which the Qin State cultivated soldiers was unparalleled in the world, and the entire country was mobilized and became the most terrifying war machine.

The most elite Wei warriors were exhausted in one great battle after another, and then there was a complete decline.

Cutting off a head and upgrading the title by one level, such a duke system makes the entire Qin State like a war machine, from Bai Qi from a Qianshou in twenty years, growing into the highest title of the Marquis of Qin, and being named Wu Anjun, you can see the system of the Qin State.

It really takes extraordinary courage to confront such a country head-on, kill three hundred Qin troops, and leave your name provocatively.

Although the remnants of the noble families of the Six Kingdoms were dissatisfied with the rule of Qin Shi Huang, no one had ever dared to act openly and rebelliously.

Zulong is still alive, they don't have the guts, that person is a real god-like figure on this land, the people of the Six Kingdoms hate him, but they are also afraid of him, and dare not look directly at his light.

Master Ban hesitated to look at the Mo family giant, but the handsome middle-aged man had already drawn his sword and rushed towards the Qin army's team without saying a word.

The cold blade flickered with cold light, and the Qin soldier in front of him fell to the ground holding his throat, his eyes were dim a little, his body was like a broken leather bag, and dark red blood flowed out little by little, infiltrating the earth.

Battles for thousands of years have been like this, cold, brutal, and never so victorious.

Master Ban gritted his teeth, the mechanical arm in his left hand spat out crossbow arrows, and his right hand casually picked up a handful of Qin soldiers from the battlefield, knocked an arrow away, and pounced on the Qin soldiers who were like wolves and tigers.

The entire battlefield was silent, except for the sound of weapons clashing, except for the occasional scream.

Gai Nie's sword light became light, no longer as fierce as before, but with each sword, a Qin soldier fell, and the teenage child beside him was ignorant, but not uneasy.

His nerves seemed to be naturally thick, and he seemed to be filled with infinite courage under the encouragement of force.

“...... They are far outnumbered by us, but they are afraid, they are restless......"

"Are they afraid of your sword, uncle?"

Tianming asked ignorantly.

Gai Nie shook his head and casually stabbed a Qin soldier who was close to him.

"No, they are afraid of the consequences of standing in my way, this is the weak, and you should never be like them. ”

"Well, I'm going to be a strong man, a strong man like my uncle. ”

"Phew!"

The sword soldiers were eyeless, and as soon as the stray arrow pierced Gai Nie's chest, his movements paused, and the surrounding Qin soldiers suddenly rushed up frantically, killing the character in front of them, and they could all be promoted to rank and rank higher.

And if the character in front of him escapes, not only will he be deprived of his title, but his family may also face cruel punishment, which is the law of the Qin State, and there is no way to dodge it.

"Kill!"

The Qin soldiers closest to Gai Nie secreted adrenaline frantically, making the fear in their hearts disappear, and the death of their comrades one after another by their side made them extremely angry, and the roar of the military judge resounded behind them, so that none of them retreated.

Burst!

Gai Nie's sword light was still so fast, and the soldiers closest to him fell one after another beside him, and the man's face was always so cold, as if he was slaughtering a herd of livestock.

His right hand holding the sword did not tremble in the slightest, and his left hand broke the arrow feather in his chest that was still shaking, leaving only one arrow in his body, so that he would not be affected much by swinging the sword.

"Quack ......"

Scavenging crows were already hovering in the sky, feeling the strong aura of death, singing death songs above the heads of a group of people.

The blood-colored remnant sun disappeared little by little, and the entire battlefield gradually quieted down, and all the soldiers of the three hundred Qin army died here.

Gai Nie held Tianming's hand, the blood on Yuanhong was dripping drop by drop, as if he didn't notice it, he stared at the two figures in front of him with indifferent eyes, just like he looked at the eyes of the three hundred Qin soldiers before.

"Your names and origins?"

"Mo family!"

Gai Nie's pupils contracted, his right hand holding the sword couldn't help but tighten, the wound on his chest became more and more painful, and the scattered wounds on his limbs also made Yuanhong, who was originally like an arm, become heavy.

"Why?"

"Not for you!"

"Not for me!"

"Yes!"

The conversation was as short as a sword in their hand.

"Tianming, let's go!"

"Oh!"

Gai Nie's body stood straight, and the blood from the wound on his chest kept flowing, down his sword-holding arm, little by little to Yuanhong, and then slowly dripping to the ground, just like he had killed before.

Tang Xuanming quietly watched as the two figures, one large and one small, slowly moved away, the sun in the west completely set, the last trace of light disappeared, and the two figures, one large and one small, disappeared into the darkness and disappeared.

"We'll see you again. ”

Tang Xuanming lowered his head and muttered quietly.

The Mo family giant and Master Ban are collecting the blood on the battlefield and carving words on the rock with sharp weapons - the Mo family killed the Qin soldiers here.

Rattle!

The crows crowed incessantly, and the most fearless animals had descended from the sky with red eyes, and they didn't care that there were still living people on the battlefield, so they began to devour food.

Tang Xuanming stared at the battlefield deadly, and the entire land turned bloody.

The broken battle ge, the bronze sword stuck diagonally on the ground, the scattered and tattered armor, the Qin soldiers lying on the ground, staring at the sky with godless eyes......

The originally mighty and neat battle flag had been leaning on the chariot, the Qin character on it was dyed with blood, and the tallest Qin soldier fell on the side of the battle flag, with an arrow on his head, and it was it that took the life of the strongest Qin soldier.

But this Qin soldier with a big sword still grabbed the battle flag with his arm, and looked angrily in Tang Xuanming's direction.

Tang Xuanming's eyes were lowered, looking in front of him, and he didn't know whether to say it to the dead Qin soldiers, or to himself: "War is like this!"

"Bang!"

The battle flag that was placed diagonally fell heavily to the ground, startling several crows, Master Ban stood up and cut it off with a hateful gaze, put away the Qin-character flag on the flagpole, spit on it, and said, "This is my trophy." ”