"Boss...... Oh no, boss! Just when Wu Ping and the others had not taken any measures, a panicked voice came from outside.

"What's going on!" Wu Ping's heart was panicked by this voice, and a feeling of uneasiness invaded.

"The officers and soldiers have hit!"

"What did you say!?" Wu Ping Huo Ran got up, anger flashed in his eyes, and everyone present also exclaimed, all of them were as white as earth, Wu Ping suppressed the panic in his heart and asked, "How many people are here, and where are they from?" ”

"There are people on both the east and west sides, and it is initially estimated that there should be tens of thousands of horses!" The man who came to report spoke with trembling lips.

"Bang......" Wu Ping stumbled and sat on the chair, his eyes glazed and he still couldn't believe his ears.

"Hiss......" The others were shocked beyond measure, and gasped, really not knowing how to describe their feelings at the moment.

"This time it's really ...... It's a bloody ......" Wu Ping shook his head with a wry smile and said: "Jun Mo regretted that he really made a move on us, and as soon as he made a move, he didn't give the slightest room to turn over, and the soldiers guarding the border pass actually mobilized more than 10,000 people to suppress the bandits!" Haha......"

Wu Ping smiled.

"Big brother, what should I do now?" The slightly chubby fourth man was anxiously circling on the side, more than 10,000 men and horses, what kind of troops were that, and it was not at all what their small cottage could resist.

"Let's go check it out." Wu Ping lowered his head slightly, took the long sword on one side and strode out, the cottage is in the middle of the mountain, looking down from a high place, you can easily see all the torches below, Wu Ping and a group of brothers are standing on the side of the stone in the middle of the mountain at the moment, looking at the countless torches below, even if they are prepared in their hearts, they are still suffocated by the shock in their hearts at this moment.

"Tens of thousands...... Sure enough, it's tens of thousands of horses......" Wu Ping's eyes showed a look of pain, and for the first time he felt sad for his powerlessness.

"Big brother, are you still fighting?" The third child standing behind Wu Ping swallowed his saliva and asked.

"Hit? What to fight? Wu Ping paused slightly, stared at the extinguished torch and said: "More than 10,000 soldiers, our brothers are also going to die." ”

"Big brother, look! There is a fire burning due south! The fourth child stared at the sudden fire in the distance and exclaimed, and everyone standing behind Wu Ping also exclaimed, obviously this is to force them to a dead end!

"It's so ruthless......" Wu Ping clenched his fists tightly, his eyes bloodshot.

"Big brother! Let's fight! The second child, who had been silent, looked at the growing fire under the mountain, with a sense of resoluteness in the flat tone, Wu Ping was stunned when he heard the words, and the noise in his ears seemed to be far away, leaving only this sound.

Let's fight!

Big brother, fight with them!

Big brother, let's fight!

Wu Ping closed his eyes with difficulty, what a similar scene, at that time his answer was...... War!

In the end, it was the lives of countless brothers who were buried!

"Big brother......" The second child screamed in a hoarse voice, Wu Ping slowly opened his closed eyes, turned to look at the more than 1,000 brothers who had already gathered behind him, Wu Ping's gaze slid over the faces of the brothers one by one, as if to engrave their faces into his heart.

"Brothers! Let's fight! ”

"Send your chest to the enemy's sword!"

"Buy time for your wives and children to escape, this battle is a feast for our death!"

"Brothers! Let's be a companion on Huangquan Road! ”

It was obviously a sad funeral, but it ignited everyone's fighting spirit, they were outcasts, they learned to fight and kill in order to survive, they were afraid to be wicked when they were fighting, but they never harmed a good person except for snatching food, but at this moment, it seems that these things are not important anymore.

This battle was to buy time for their wives and children to flee.

There is no resistance, only bearing.

Jun Mo Xi stood at the bottom of the mountain, looking at the shouts that suddenly resounded in the sky at the top of the mountain, and his heart was shocked, looking at the fire that rose to the sky, but it was the house of the bandits.

"Your Royal Highness, the bandits have set the house on fire, and some old and weak women and children have fled from the back mountain." Shang Zi rode close to Jun Mo Xi and said loudly, Jun Mo Xi heard the dark eyes of the unknown look deepened, and he didn't answer for a long time, as if he had never heard it.

Shang Zi followed Jun Moxi's gaze, but he didn't see the slightest clue, and turned his head with some doubts, thinking about whether to repeat what he just said again.

"They're here to die." Just when Shang Zi was entangled, Jun Moxi's bland voice came, Shang Zi was slightly stunned, and didn't understand the meaning of Jun Moxi's words, was he satirizing those people to send them to death? Or is it that they are coming to die?

Shang Zi frowned, are you here to send him to death? Or to die?

Aren't they all the same?

"Let's go, let's go up the mountain." Jun Moxi tightened the horse rope and headed towards the mountain, and heard the chaotic fighting sound in the distance, the bright red blood was so terrifying and terrifying under the light of this torch, Jun Moxi was completely shocked by the scene in front of him.

Swords flickered and fluttered under the torches, and this scene should not be called a fight, but a slaughter.

Those ragged people rushed towards the swords of the soldiers, and were cut into the body by the knife but did not dodge, but hugged the soldier with his backhand, the soldier was furious, and slashed one by one, but the man did not let go, obviously vomited so much blood.

Broken hands and feet are everywhere, and as long as they can stop the soldiers' steps, they don't care about their wounds at all.

"Shang Zi, did you see that?" Jun Moxi's voice was hoarse, and his dark eyes were burning at the heroic men in the battle circle.

I see it.

I saw their persistence and faith.

The raging fire was still burning, Wu Ping no longer knew how many people he had killed, or how many wounds he had on his body, his head was temporarily paralyzed, the long sword in his hand gradually slowed down, and the sound of shouting and killing in his ears was far away, and he seemed to smell death again.

It's been four years.

Once again, I felt the passage of life.

It's just that this time death took him, not his cherished brothers.

"Stop!" Qingli's loud shouts exploded in his ears, Wu Ping opened his eyes that had been fascinated by blood with difficulty and looked forward, the figure that appeared in the firelight, he saw the front hooves of the horse flying, and also saw the tip of the woman's arrow glowing with cold light flashing with cold temperature.

"Whew!" The arrow flew straight at him, but he didn't dodge, and he was finally going to die.

"This palace tells you to stop!" The woman in black and red clothes sat alone on a horse, carrying a long bow in her hand, and her face was full of fierceness.