Chapter 102: The Battle of the Spirit River I

"Zhao Jun is not far away!" The general said excitedly to Murong Nanming. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

Murong Nanming secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, if he continued to march rapidly in the harsh environment of Wulu Mountain, he would lose his morale when he couldn't keep it. Thankfully, they've finally arrived.

"What's the situation with Zhao Jun now?" Murong Nanming asked the detective.

"Young Master, now Zhao Jun is on the bank of the Ling River, because there is no boat to cross the river, he can only stay on the bank." The spy replied.

"Although Feng Shaoyang chose the right route, he ignored the fact that boats were needed to cross the river. I have already emptied all the dockyards near the Spirit River, and no one can bring a large number of soldiers across the Spirit River quickly. Murong Nanming looked proud.

The general beside him also flattered with a smile on his face: "Young Master Nanming is really wise and martial, it turns out that he has already counted this." Where will this wind be the opponent of the young master! ”

"You're a good fit." Murong Nanming snorted coldly, and the general's old face turned red and lowered his head.

"However, even if Feng Shaoyang is a little clever, he can't escape from the palm of my hand. You go and clean up the wounded soldiers in the march, leave the elite soldiers and strong generals, and this time you will destroy Feng Shaoyang and Zhao Jun at once! Murong Nanming did not forget the backbone of the main body, and said solemnly to the generals......

Zhao Yun hasn't returned for a long time, and his qi yuan is getting weaker and weaker, and Shao Yang on the shore is a little uneasy, could it be that Zhao Yun has something wrong?

The more Shao Yang thought about it, the more cold he became, he hurriedly calmed down, and comforted himself in his heart: "No, with Zhao Yun's strength, even if he encounters a strong enemy, he will definitely be able to run, and he will not lose his life." ”

Shao Yang looked at Zhao Jun lying on the shore again, and he didn't dare to fight with Murong Nanming, so he would get nothing except for losing his life in vain.

Shao Yang suddenly thought of something, and turned to Tianxing and said, "Since this black tiger knows about the frog, it must know how to subdue the frog." ”

Tianxing shook his head and said, "The Black Tiger has already told me that although he knows that there is this frog in the Spirit River, he doesn't know how to submit it. They have never fought with each other, the frog occupies the Linghe, it occupies the Wulu Mountain, and the two do not offend each other. ”

Shao Yang felt that the qi on Murong Nanming's side was getting closer and closer, closer and closer, while Zhao Yun's qi in the water was getting weaker and weaker.

What else can Shao Yang do at this time, he can only prepare for the worst.

So Shaoyang called all the army commanders and said to them: "Now the Murong army is constantly approaching, and our army is blocked by the water of the Spirit River. Although the brothers have different names and surnames, we have come together because of the glorious title of Zhao Jun. It's not easy for all of you, but the Zhao family's military merits are to those who can really defeat themselves, defeat strong enemies, and defeat the impossible! Now Murong Jun is looking at us with fierce eyes, wanting to slaughter us like meat! We are seven-foot men, we are all mortal bodies, and no one was born to be trampled on! Pick up the sword in your hand, pick up the knife in your hand, pick up whatever weapon you can use in your hand, and swing it fiercely towards Murong Jun, towards those who look down on us, and towards those who want to trample on us! ”

Zhao Jun got up from the ground one by one and gathered around Shaoyang, with light in his eyes and his fists clenched tightly.

Shao Yang paused and continued: "Affection is reserved for those who are kind, but ruthlessness is reserved for those who are hateful!" Now those hateful Murong soldiers are thinking about how to devour our land, occupy our lives, and forcibly rob us of our happiness. At this time, we don't stand up like a man, is that still a man! ”

Unexpectedly, everyone shouted in unison: "No! ”

The voice resounded through the Ling River, and even Murong Nanming could hear it slightly. And that majestic momentum runs through the long Spirit River and the towering Wulu Mountain!

"Now, we are going to fight with Murong Jun here! For yourself, for your friends, for your family, and for everyone on Zhao Land! We use our strength to carve out a bloody path for our future! ”

Shao Yang said it impassionedly, and Zhao Jun below listened to it passionately, and the dying morale was suddenly ignited by Shao Yang's words!

"Victory or death!" Shaoyang took the lead in shouting the slogan again, and the soldiers of the Zhao family also shouted: "It's better to die than to win!" ”

After Shao Yang remobilized the momentum of the Zhao family's soldiers, he asked the commanders of each regiment to take their soldiers to repair and prepare for a fierce battle!

But until now, there was still no news from Zhao Yun's side, Shao Yang looked at the Linghe River, feeling Zhao Yun's qi, but found that Zhao Yun's qi disappeared suddenly!

"Could it be that something happened to Zhao Yun!" Shaoyang's heart was shocked.

Seeing Feng Shaoyang's stiff face, Tianxing asked, "Brother Feng, what's wrong with you?" ”

Shao Yang looked at the churning water of the Spirit River as if he hadn't heard it.

Tianxing went up, held Shaoyang's arm and said, "Brother Feng? ”

Only then did Shao Yang come back to his senses, settle down, and said, "I don't seem to feel Zhao Yun's anger anymore." ”

Tianxing nodded and said, "I could still feel his faint qi just now, but I can't feel it now." It's not him......"

Shao Yang said with a solemn expression: "If Zhao Yun really suffers an accident, we will have a fierce battle with Murong Nanming. At that time, you will take away my demon bone sword and go back to your master He Yun. ”

Tianxing felt that something was not quite right with Shaoyang, and said, "Brother Feng, what do you mean by this?" ”

Shaoyang habitually patted Tianxing's shoulder and said, "Although you and I haven't known each other for a long time, you and I have also experienced a lot of things, and I have regarded you as my own brother." Now that the war is coming, I don't know what the outcome will be. I don't want you to continue to risk with me, now I will hand over the Demon Bone Sword to you, if I die here, you will take this Demon Bone Sword back to your demon clan, and you can do what you want with this sword. ”

Tianxing became excited all of a sudden: "No, Brother Feng! You are the patriarch of the demon clan, how can I run away by myself and leave you here! Even if you want to die, you must die first! If you are going to drive me away, then I will die before you!" ”

As he spoke, Tianxing picked up the big copper hammer and slammed it on his head!

Shaoyang was shocked, hurriedly reached out and pressed Tianxing's arm, and said, "Why are you so impulsive!" ”

"Brother Feng! Patriarch! Do you dislike the stars? Tianxing actually made a little mournful sound, and there were tears in his eyes!

Shao Yang grabbed his arm with one hand, stroked Tianxing's back with the other, and said, "I didn't mean that, I just didn't want the demons, and the hopes of the demons would be ruined by my hands." I don't want you and me to find yourself in this desperate situation again. You bring this demon bone sword back, at least there is hope for the demons. If we all fall here, and the Demon Bone Sword falls into the hands of others, do you think there is still hope for the Demon Race? ”

Shaoyang could only try his best to comfort Tianxing, but Tianxing was still stubborn: "No! I'm not going! No matter what, I'm going to stay with Big Brother Feng! ”

And the black tiger beside Tianxing also roared......