Prior to this, at any time, whether it was in the days when he was messing around in the capital, or when he was in love with Yun Sujun after practicing at the border, Jing Jiayue never thought that he would face such a situation one day-

Life hung by a thread, and the people around him fell one by one, row by row, flesh and blood flying.

It turns out that in order to be handsome, it is not only majestic and majestic, but more responsibility, and what is more needed is to use your heart and brain anytime and anywhere.

And these dead people, half an hour ago, they were still around her, guarding her, following her......

It was her negligence that killed them!

Deep guilt, strong hatred, instantly filled her chest, painful and sore, so uncomfortable that she wanted to kill these Beizheng enemy soldiers who surrounded her, slashed and rushed one after another, and seemed to be too many to count.

There are not many people left around her, only more than 20 generals and personal soldiers who have said that their martial arts are still good, and their bodies have long been painted, some are limping and supporting themselves, and some of the wounds on their bodies are gurgling with bright red blood.

Everyone knows that excessive blood loss can be fatal. But they didn't even have the time to bandage their wounds, and the swords of the Beizheng people slashed mercilessly, and no one knew if they would fall next.

Prop up? How long will it last?

However, none of them flinched half a step, and not one of them burst out with half a sentence of "surrender" between their teeth. As if they had a tacit understanding, they surrounded Jing Jiayue and the war horse under her crotch, as if this was their unshakable mission.

A battle flag, which can almost be described as broken, "popped" in the strong wind. The brocade on the flagpole has long been pierced and torn a few big holes, and only the big word "Jing" on it is faintly recognizable. It clung to the flagpole as if it were its only support in the world. The pro-soldier who was desperately clutching the flagpole had his calf cut off. He was drenched in cold sweat and trembling all over, but he still held a bloody knife in his right hand, and everyone who tried to snatch and destroy the battle flag was slashed by him like crazy.

The Lord will be there, the flag is there, and the spirit of war will not die!

Jing Jiayue's eyes were hot and sour, her eyes were bloodshot, and the silver armor on her body had turned into vermilion of the same color as her inner robe because it was stained with too much blood from someone else's blood. Her long knives flew up and down, and the enemy soldiers flew under her knives, and all of them became undead under the swords. At this moment, she is no longer the delicate Miss Sun of the Great Zhou British Mansion, she is the reaper of the enemy's life, and the bloodthirsty Shura from the blood hell!

Jing Jiayue killed a group of enemy soldiers and shouted, her voice was hoarse because of the exhaustion of her body, but the words she said were not tired at all-

"Sons! Today we are all going to die! Just kill him! Kill one without paying, kill two and earn one! This general is trapped in this place, and he will surely be bloodied with you! On Huangquan Road, be each other's companions, and you are not alone! ”

As she spoke, the long knife in her hand was raised, pointing directly at the Beizheng soldiers who were rushing up in front of her: "Death is death!" Kill and kill! Don't fall for the majesty of my Great Zhou! ”

"Drink! Kill! More than two dozen men burst out at the same time with a roar that shook the valley, as if their lost life force, along with the souls of their deceased comrades, was resurrected in their bodies at this moment!

At this moment, Zhan Yu, who had retreated to the side after fighting with Jing Jiayue for a few rounds, separated his troops and blocked in front of Jing Jiayue's horse.

"Thief!" The corners of Jing Jiayue's mouth hooked a touch of disdain, and her tone was even more disdainful.

"You're stubborn." Zhan Yu was very calm at the moment. In other words, he still has some respect for Jing Jiayue's expression.

It is said that the women of the Great Zhou are in power, but Zhan Yu has never thought so. He grew up in an environment where male power was respected, and in his mind, women should be weak, beautiful, dependent on men, with their husbands as the heavens and family affairs as the focus of their lives. Although he admires Yang Xi, he just wants to marry Yang Xi as his wife and let her live as his wife for the rest of her life, which is the greatest satisfaction for him as a man.

But today, the Jing Jiayue he saw completely subverted his previous perception of women. When he learned that his second brother died at the hands of Zhou Tingguijie's woman, in addition to his strong hatred, he also had unspeakable contempt for his second brother in his heart-

It's really shameful to die under a woman's knife!

At this moment, Zhan Yu understood, this woman was not an ordinary woman. Even if she is reckless, even if she has a fiery temperament, her fighting spirit, the love she receives from her subordinates, her unyielding, and her heroism are by no means inferior to any man who has been fighting on the battlefield for a long time.

Zhan Yu asked himself, what would happen if he was in Jing Jiayue's situation?

If this woman was not an enemy, he would have wanted to be her friend with her courage and heroism alone......

As soon as this thought appeared in his mind, he was forcibly suppressed by Zhan Yu: in front of him was the enemy who killed his second brother, and he and she were destined to die.

He shook the halberd in his hand and said coldly: "Jing Jiayue!" Do you know why you died here today? ”

"Don't talk big! Who died here, not certainly! Jing Jiayue was full of momentum.

Zhan Yu's eyes froze, and he said awe-inspiringly: "Death is coming, I don't know it yet!" Let you be a ghost! The young general who was hacked to death by you at the beginning, do you remember! ”

Jing Jiayue thought for a while, then knew what he was referring to, and sneered: "You said that unlucky ghost? shamelessly thought that I was fighting the autumn wind in the Great Zhou station, and I was cut off by General Ben with a knife? Ha! What, he's your relative? ”

Zhan Yu gritted his teeth and said, "That's my own brother!" If you kill my own brother, you will not take revenge, and you will not be a man! ”

Jing Jiayue sneered: "There is that kind of brother, it can be seen that you are not a good thing!" ”

When Zhan Yu heard this, he raised his eyebrows, "I respect your courage and courage, but I can't care so much about the revenge of killing my brother!" ”

Jing Jiayue put the knife horizontally on the horse, "If you want to fight, you will fight, what are you talking about!" ”

Zhan Yu didn't say anything more, holding the halberd, he stabbed at Jing Jiayue, and was opened by Jing Jiayue.

Zhan Yu did not get old, as soon as he touched Jing Jiayue's knife shaft, he drew a halberd and retreated, and with a spin, it swept towards Jing Jiayue's heart. Jing Jiayue was shocked and hurriedly tried to block again.

The two of them fought more than a dozen rounds in a row, including Jing Jiayue's personal soldiers who rushed up to protect them, and were picked up by Zhan Yu's painting halberd.

Jing Jiayue is getting more and more difficult to fight, Zhan Yu's combat power and combat experience are far above her, only a dozen rounds, she only has the ability to parry, and has no power to fight back.

Immediately afterwards, two more pro-soldiers fell in front of her, Jing Jiayue gritted her teeth and shouted: "I am your enemy!" If you want to fight, come at me alone! ”

Zhan Yu was already red-eyed, with a hideous face, and the halberd in his palm was as urgent as a move, and a move was as ruthless as a move, "You guys...... If there is one, no one wants to live! ”

After another dozen rounds, Jing Jiayue's robe was already soaked with blood and sweat. She only felt that her arms were so weak that she could not exert her strength, her legs were numb and could barely hold the stirrups, and a feeling of dizziness invaded her. She knew that it was a natural reaction of the body to be tired.

It seems that at this moment, he is going to die here......

A trace of desolation crossed Jing Jiayue's heart: if she died, her grandfather, father, and mother would ...... They're all heartbroken, right? Fortunately, my mother is pregnant again, whether it is a younger brother or a younger sister, it will make them feel better to be able to come to this world, right? I hope that this younger brother or sister who is about to be born will be quiet and quiet, and will no longer make the elders sad like himself...... It's just a pity, Jun'er, this life is destined to be lost......

At this moment, Jing Jiayue was especially glad that Yun Sujun was not emotional about her. At least, if he died, Yun Sujun would not be very sad.

A few years later, will Jun'er remember that there was once a little crazy girl who only wanted to marry her wholeheartedly?

Jing Jiayue was staggering on the horse, and Zhan Yu's painting halberd stabbed straight towards her heart.

A smile suddenly appeared on the corner of her mouth: This life is over like this! I hope that in the next life, I won't trouble others anymore, and don't mess around anymore......

Under the dazzling sunlight, the tip of the silver-glittering halberd was about to pierce into the heart—

"Smack"!

Something that came from nowhere suddenly flew in and knocked open the tip of the Zhan Yu Painting Halberd.

Zhan Yu was startled, his wrist couldn't help but shake, and the halberd was crooked with his strength, staggering the vital point of Jing Jiayue's heart, but it also pierced her abdomen mercilessly.

The flesh and skin were torn apart, and blood burst out from the wound, staining Jing Jiayue's saddle red in an instant. She snorted, fell straight under the horse, and fell into the layers of dead bodies that were indistinguishable from me.

This sudden change was really unexpected by Zhan Yu. When Jing Jiayue fell off the horse, he pulled back the blood-stained halberd, and after concentrating, he saw clearly what the thing that had just knocked out his weapon was-

It was a gorgeous horsewhip mixed with gold wire, no, not one, at the moment it had broken into two knots and lay in front of Zhan Yu's horse.

Who? Can you have this ability? Such internal forces......

He was not allowed to think too much, and a man and a horse suddenly attacked him in front of him, a white horse, a plain robe, and a dazzling eye.

The person who came was Yu Wenrui.

She rushed to the front first, and when she broke into the valley, she was stunned by the black pressure of the Northern Zheng soldiers and the sacrificed soldiers of the Great Zhou everywhere-

If all her subordinates are like this, what will happen to Yue'er?

Yu Wenrui didn't dare to think deeply, and swept into the encirclement, picking up the silver spear in his hand, stabbing, picking, sweeping, smashing, and even using internal force to shake the crowd open, so rushing left and right, he actually tore a hole in the Beizheng encirclement. Since she has murderous intentions, her subordinates have no mercy, with her cultivation, how can these little soldiers be opponents? Yes, in just a while, she fought a bloody way, and the Northern Zheng soldiers retreated in shock, and at this time it was the moment when Jing Jiayue and Zhan Yu were in a hurry.

Yu Wenrui saw Jing Jiayue like a blood gourd all over his body at a glance, and he was obviously about to be unable to support the enemy general with the soap-robed halberd. When Zhan Yu's halberd stabbed Jing Jiayue's heart, Yu Wenrui didn't have time to think about it, so he picked up the horsewhip hanging on the side of the horse, and flew over with all his might, so that he could smash the direction of the halberd attack, so as not to kill Jing Jiayue with one move.

Zhan Yu blinked in a daze, Yu Wenrui had already jumped his horse and galloped to the place where Jing Jiayue fell, leaned over and reached out, climbed Jing Jiayue's belt, and pulled Jing Jiayue in front of him with one arm and put it on the saddle. Immediately, she clamped the horse's belly, protected Jing Jiayue with her left hand so that she would not fall again, and the silver gun shook in her right hand-

With the sound of whirring wind, the shiny and dazzling tip of the spear stabbed straight towards Zhan Yu's face.

This qiē happened so fast! It was so fast that Zhan Yu didn't have time to react.

However, he is a battlefield warrior in the end, and his ability to adapt to the situation is extremely sufficient. The moment Yu Wenrui's spear stabbed at him, he grabbed the rod of the halberd with both hands and slammed it outward. When the air was neutral, there was a crisp sound of hard objects colliding, and both of them were secretly frightened, and they both had more knowledge of each other's strength. And Zhan Yu was even more shocked, because at the moment of the fight, he saw Yu Wenrui's clothes clearly-

Woman.

A woman with great combat power.

A woman with a five-clawed golden dragon embroidered on the sleeve of the arrow.

These characteristics, let me ask: Is there a second person in the entire Zhou Tingke?

Yu Wenrui's shot was naturally a false move, and she had no intention of entanglement with Zhan Yu. At the same time that the two weapons collided, AJIANG had already snatched half of the horse with her and Jing Jiayue, who was seriously injured and in a coma. The two horses made a mistake, and the territory suddenly jumped up, falling far behind Zhan Yu.

Yuwen Ruiyin's gun flickered, swept towards the Beizheng soldiers in front of him who were blocking his way, and secretly used internal force on the barrel of the gun. I only heard a burst of miserable screams, and then a group of Beizheng soldiers fell to the ground, all of them vomiting blood, and their bodies were almost bone, and they had fainted.

Yuwen Ruima rushed forward, but the movements of his hands did not stop. Her wrist flicked again, and the barrel of the gun swept back in the opposite direction again, and the Beizheng soldiers fell again.

Relying on her cultivation, the magic weapon in her hand and the BMW in her crotch, she broke out of a bloody road, stepped on the corpse of the Beizheng people, bathed in blood all the way, and went away.

Zhan Yu was stunned.

At this moment, Yu Wenrui rushed into the road and shouted to kill, and it was obvious that Zhou Ting's soldiers and horses had arrived.

Zhan Yu stared at Yu Wenrui's distant back, his brows tightened, he knew that now was not the time to settle grudges with Jing Jiayue. The thief captures the king first, and the man shoots the horse first. If the Emperor of Zhou Ting can be killed, even if it is just to capture her, this battle will not have to be fought again.

Zhan Yu drew a halberd in his hand, and loudly ordered his lieutenant general to lead the front team to withstand the impact of Zhou Ting's generals, while he himself took the lead, led the rear team, and went straight to the direction where Yu Wenrui ran away and chased after him.

AUJIANG is BMW, but even if it is a god horse, there is a limit. Rushing to raid, rushing to the battlefield, and now running away wildly, it is already exhausted, not to mention that Yu Wenrui is not the only one on his back?

"Overseas? What happened to you? Yu Wenrui, who was on the horse, also noticed something unusual.

He ran as hard as he could, but his body was unsustainable, and he stumbled several times, almost dismounting Yu Wenrui, which had never happened before.

Yu Wenrui was anxious: Aojiang was about to lose his ability to run; The voice of the pursuers behind him became clearer and clearer, which meant that they were getting closer and closer to themselves; Just now, she inadvertently touched Jing Jiayue's body, and her hands were full of blood......

If this continues, Aojiang will be exhausted sooner or later, Yue'er will die of blood loss sooner or later, and no one will be able to escape in the end.

If......

The wind was whistling in his ears, and the scenery on both sides had no time to look closely, Yu Wenrui was galloping on his horse, his teeth clenched.

It was close again, and the pursuers were close again, and she could already faintly hear the sound of the Beizheng soldiers shouting and shouting to kill. The foreground suddenly changed, and two forks in the road appeared.

Yu Wenrui grabbed the horse's reins violently, and "Herod" roared, and his two front hooves rose into the air.

She jumped off the horse and hurriedly untied the armor silk around Jing Jiayue's waist, and she didn't care about the blood on her hands and body, and tied Jing Jiayue's body tightly on the horse's back. Aojiang snorted and stood still.

After doing this, Yu Wenrui stretched out his arms to wrap his arms around the neck of the horse, "Be good!" Quick, run along this road with Yue'er! The faster you run, the better! ”

She let go of her arm, but she didn't move, only rubbing her arm with her neck, and her eyes were watery.

Yu Wenrui's heart suddenly twisted like a knife, endured the pain, and reprimanded: "Don't you listen to me!" How did I raise you from a young age! I let you do whatever you want! Can't I even protect myself? ”

Aurigan still rubbed her arm, and her four hooves stepped on the spot uneasily.

Yuwen Rui's heart was crossed, she knew that it would be too late if she didn't leave, so she retreated far away, and said coldly: "If you dare to delay my business any longer, I won't want you!" ”

Ojiang looked at her nostalgically for the last time, his watery eyes overflowing with reluctance, and he suddenly turned around, and there was a long howl of "Herod", and his four hooves were raised, and he rushed towards a fork in the road.

Thirty zhang, twenty zhang, ten zhang......

Yuwen Rui stood alone, estimating the distance of Beizheng's chasing soldiers. Her spear was hanging on the side of the horse, so she didn't have time to take it off, and the only one who could accompany her in battle at the moment was—

"Choking"——

The long body is jade, the green blade is in her hand, the wind in the mountain blows her long hair, and the five-clawed golden dragon dragon on the plain arrow sleeve is splashed with a little blood, as if the golden dragon is reborn from the fire.

Zhan Yu was the first to catch up, and it was Yu Wenrui who he saw. His heart tightened twice because of the person in front of him, such a woman made him, who had been on the battlefield for a long time and was still martial arts, feel that there was nothing more beautiful in the world than this.

The beauty of slaughter, the beauty of martial arts, the beauty of bloodthirst......

These words suddenly appeared in Zhan Yu's mind. Suddenly, he actually felt that his appearance abruptly touched the beauty of the world.

When he hesitated, Yu Wenrui suddenly moved. The sword light was scorching, and the "non-attacking" sword went straight to the general on Zhan Yu's side. When the Beizheng general reacted, the tip of the sword was already close to his throat, and he only had time to stare at his eyes, and the tip of the sword immediately passed through his throat. He was picked off his horse, and Yu Wenrui turned around, sat upright on his horse, and urged the horse to run down another fork in the road.

This series of actions came and went, and everyone only had time to blink their eyes twice.

That's it...... Ran away again?

Zhan Yu was really anxious, he couldn't care about anything, and shouted: "Release the arrow!" ”

At the same time as he gave the order, Yu Wenrui had already jumped out two or three feet away, and when he heard this sound, he hurriedly rushed to run.

"Whoosh" ......

Cong Cong feather arrows came in response, and Yu Wenrui used his long sword to hit the feather arrows behind him with his feelings as he ran.

The so-called "two fists are hard to beat four hands, and the tiger can't stand the wolves", no matter how high she cultivates, she can't stand the overwhelming feather arrows. Yu Wenrui bared his teeth in pain and leaned over the horse, but unexpectedly, the war horse was also hit by a stray arrow, and she stumbled on the horse.

I can't take care of it! Yu Wenrui endured the pain, and slapped his left palm on the horse's buttocks, and the horse was in pain, frightened, and ran away like crazy.

"Chase!" Zhan Yu saw it clearly and led his troops to chase after him.

What does it feel like to be cornered? Can a desperate place really survive?

Only those who are in the situation will know that at the moment of life and death, those who don't have time to think about it at all.

Behind her was a cliff, in front of her were countless pursuers, the horse on her side had already foamed at the mouth and frothed on the ground, and the left half of Yu Wenrui's shirt had been soaked with blood spilling from her shoulder, but she was still glad in her heart: she didn't let Aojiang run towards this road.

In the face of such an opponent, Zhan Yu sincerely admired. He pulled the saddle and dismounted, and his soldiers and generals approached Yu Wenrui in front of Yu Wenrui. The soldiers of the Northern Zheng army each held their blades, and there were archers with arrows on the strings, and the arrows were clustered, pointing directly at Yu Wenrui.

"Your Excellency is the Emperor of the Zhou Dynasty, right?" Zhan Yu hugged his fists and bowed halfway.

"Who are you?" Yu Wenrui's eyes were cold, and he supported his body with the tip of the "non-attacking" sword in his right hand. Just now, she was thrown to the ground by the seriously injured war horse and fell hard.

"In Xia Da Zheng Shenwei General Zhan Yu," Zhan Yu was still respectful, and hugged his fists, "Your Excellency is already like this, and you have no intention of embarrassing it, please restrain your hands and don't do useless struggles." ”

"Hah! You've got a good idea! Do you want to capture me and force me to give in? Yu Wenrui sneered disdainfully.

Zhan Yu frowned, although this Emperor of Zhou Ting was a woman, he was very tough. He respects her character and martial arts, but if this person can't be captured, he will never stay, in case the reinforcements from the Zhou court come after him......

You must not be a woman's kindness!

Zhan Yu finally made up his mind, he took a deep breath, and slammed it to the ground at Yu Wenrui: "Then I have to ...... Offended! ”

He straightened up and waved his hand, "Shoot the arrow!" ”

After that, I subconsciously closed my eyes and couldn't bear to look at it anymore.

With such a close distance, coupled with injuries on his body, no matter how high Yuwen Rui's cultivation is, how many can he dodge?

In the end, she only pushed aside a few shots to the vital point, and the plain white arrow sleeves had all been dyed bright red.

She spat out a few mouthfuls of blood, and there was still a touch of vermilion on the corner of her mouth, which made her face more and more pale, but her eyes were still cold and disdainful: "I want to take it...... My corpse to ask for credit? Think ...... Beautiful! ”

With the last of her strength, she stepped back, one step, two steps, three steps...... Every step you step on is a blood-colored footprint.

Everyone held their breath, and even the archers could not bear to pull the bowstring any longer.

Zhan Yu only felt that every step was like stepping on his heart, and it hurt. He knew what this Empress of the Zhou Court was going to do, but deep down he was unwilling to stop it.

A soldier may be killed, but not humiliated......

"Kala" –

Blood-colored boots trampled on the edge of the cliff, and the thin rocks were overwhelmed, and a few small pieces fell into the depths of the unknown abyss.

Yu Wenrui slowly raised his head, and a gentle smile suddenly appeared on his face at the dazzling sun wheel in the sky-

"Yan'er, I'm sorry, I can't protect you and accompany you for the rest of my life......"

Turning suddenly, she jumped off the cliff and was never seen again.