"Traitor! Die!" Xin Qiji flew down from his horse, shouted, waved his knife and cut off Shao Jin's head, and picked up Zhang Anguo with his backhand and threw him on horseback, knocking him out with the back of the knife.

At this time, the Jin army guards surrounded one after another. Xin Qi turned his head sharply, his eyes froze, and his long blood-stained hair threw out beads of blood, covering his face. At this moment, he is more like a killing god from hell.

"Tanfu ......" At the first moment Xin Qijian entered, Dang Huaiying recognized him. At this moment, Dang Huaiying stood there in a daze, looking at Xin Qiji, looking at the man in his heart, descending from the sky.

Xin Qi spun around to block the guard's sword, turned on his horse, and shouted, "Golden thief, next time, I will still come on my own and take your head!" and rushed out again.

"Brothers, rush out with me!" Xin Qi shouted as he raised his sword, and the blade reflected bursts of cold light.

Fight, shout. Screaming, neighing. This moment resounded in the sky. A whole half of the incense, Xin Qijian led the crowd to rush out. More than fifty people entered the golden camp together, and at this time, under the moonlight, even if you count the shadows, there are less than fifty people.

"Brother Geng, I'll avenge this revenge for you. Xin Qiji placed Shao Jin's head in front of Geng Jing's monument, and his blood armor was still dripping with blood.

"You'an, how should this Zhang Anguo be handled? Will it be handed over to the imperial court?" Wang Shilong kicked Zhang Anguo, who was slumped to the ground, and asked.

"Hmph, why bother. With that, Xin Qiji wiped Zhang Anguo's neck with a knife, and the blood that splashed out stained Geng Jing's wooden tablet red, and also stained the military flag in front of Geng Jing's tomb.

"From now on, I, Xin Qiji, will lead everyone to drive the golden dog out of the Great Song Dynasty!" Xin Qiji waved the blood-stained military flag and shouted.

"I'm willing to follow General Xin!"

In the winter of Shaoxing 32, Xin Qiji led a thousand people to attack the gold camp, but unexpectedly the enemy calculated and almost wiped out the whole army.

The sun is shining, and the morning dew is full of frost. More than 40 rides, the horse stepped on the shadow, and the black pressure behind him was overwhelming, and the sound of hooves was like thunder. "You go first, I'll stop them!" The leader of the formation rode up, abandoned his crown and scattered, turned to look at the pursuers, and turned his back to gallop.

"You'an! no!" Wang Shilong saw that Xin Qijian actually turned around, and hurriedly shouted to stop.

"Go, leave me alone!" Xin Qiji rode alone, his voice resolute.

"Drive!" Wang Shilong took a deep look at Xin Qiji, raised his whip to urge the horse, and the blood on his face was a little wet.

Xin Qiji took off the hard bow on horseback, put on three feather arrows at a time, and with a "bang", the feather arrows flew out, and the three Jin soldiers fell in response.

"Ride!" Xin Qi galloped his horse, took another arrow, leaned on his horse, and shot through the front horse of the Jin army. After only a few dozen zhang, Xin Qiji shot all the feather arrows in the quiver.

"Drive!" As the distance was pulled, a rain of arrows suddenly shot out, and Xin Qi's sword shadow flew, separating more than a dozen flying arrows. But even if Xin Qiqi is sick, he still can't stop this rain of arrows. Only a "poof" was heard, followed by the terrible neighing of the war horses.

Xin Qiji turned over on the ground, looking at the Jin army who was coming from the sky, Xin Qiji's heart was sad. "Even if I have countless swords, I can't cut them all down; even if I am dedicated to the country, I can't save the lonely king! Even if I have a love in my heart, I can't solve the ...... of you and me?" From the beginning of the chant to the last sentence, Xin Qiji's voice was almost like a dream. "In the next life, before the king!

After that, Xin Qiji swung his knife and wanted to commit suicide by slashing his neck. But before Xin Qiji could exert his strength, a feather arrow shot out suddenly, piercing his left arm, shaking the war knife alive.

"Tanf...... With me, go north. Dang Huaiying looked at Xin Qijian distressedly, put down the bow and arrow in his hand, and rode up......

"General, this person is really not simple. In the Jin Army's military tent, An Rutian poured a glass of wine for Wanyan Junli with a smile and said.

If this man is truly God's talent, if he cannot be used by us, then he cannot be kept. Wan Yan Jun raised his head and drank it, and slammed the wine glass on the table.

"I don't know what the general is bothering about? Although we were unable to completely annihilate the rebel party this time, we have captured this person alive, which can be described as a great achievement. ”

"Hmph, it's not ......" Before Yan Junli finished speaking, the curtain was opened. "Wan Yan Junli! This person, I want to take it away!" Dang Huaiying walked straight in front of Wan Yan Junli and put the portrait of Xin Qiji in front of Wan Yan Junli.

"You go out first. Wan Yan Junli seemed to have expected all this, and commanded indifferently. Seeing An Rutian leaving, Wan Yan Junli looked at Dang Huaiying.

"It really was him. Wan Yan Junli was seriously slightly angry, "It's okay if you want me to let him go, but, I want you to exchange it for yourself!"

"Are you crazy!" Dang Huaiying said sharply, "This person, I must take it away today!"

"Hmph, don't forget, I'm the general! Even if you have Your Majesty's grace, do you think Your Majesty will continue to let you in this matter?" Wan Yan Junli raised his eyebrows, "I don't want more, just one night." ”

"You ......" Dang Huaiying glared at Wan Yan Junli angrily, and his nails pierced his palms and couldn't stop trembling. "If he refuses, then I will put him to death tomorrow." Wanyan Junli saw Dang Huaiying's appearance, and smiled even more gloomily.

“...... Okay, but give him to me first. Dang Huaiying closed his eyes tightly and did his best not to let tears flow.

Outside the camp in the eastern suburbs.

"Tanfu ......" Dang Huaiying held Xin Qiji's hand tightly and wanted to say something, but he could only call Xin Qiji in a choked voice.

"Shijie. Xin Qiji withdrew his hand from Dang Huaiying's hand and turned around resolutely. "This time, it's you who wins. Also, I have already changed my name to You'an. Tanf, it's not me anymore. ”

"Tanfu!" Dang Huaiying pleaded sadly, "Go north with me! Is it worth it to defeat a ruined country?"

"Isn't it worth it?"

"You're going to die!" Dang Huaiying was already crying. "Tanf, just beg you, go north with me!"

"Thank you for saving me this time. However, from now on, you and I should have never met, you can be your Jin official with peace of mind, and I will be my Song general. In this life, your fate is over. The two lines were bleak, silently flowing on Xin Qiji's face. He whispered in a voice that only he could hear, "Even if I bury my iron bones in the yellow sand, I still have three points of feelings for you to come with the wind." ”

"Tanfu ......" Xin Qiji's words, Dang Huaiying's whole person froze in place, "You, what are you talking about......"

"I've told you!My name is You'an!" Xin Qiji suddenly snorted, "From now on, I hope you don't pretend to be sentimental again." I already have a wife, and you are a seven-foot man, but you are not a man or a woman, do you still expect me to have any feelings for you? Ridiculous! From now on, I will not see you in this life!"

"Tanfu!" Looking at Xin Qiji's departing back, Dang Huaiying's chest was stuffy, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Under the starry sky, Dang Huaiying was alone, alone, and let the cold wind of Saibei mixed with the smoke of the desert carve one after another on his body, and he never moved half an inch.

"Let's go. I don't know when, Wanyan Junli came to Dang Huaiying's side and put on a robe for him. Suddenly, Dang Huaiying followed Wanyan Junli to his military tent. Suddenly, he lay down on his couch. ......

"Tanfu ......" Feihua's shoulders are up and down, holding an umbrella at someone's house, pulling green silk, haircuts, and smiling at your green shirt and horses. Recalling the old years, Dang Huaiying couldn't help but smile sadly, and softly called Xin Qiji's name.

"Hmph, it's all at this point, and you're still thinking about him. Wanyan Junli frowned, Xuanji smiled fiercely, and tore Dang Huaiying's clothes......

After three years of tossing and turning, Xin Qiji finally fled back to the Southern Song Dynasty from Saibei. After Dang Huaiying returned to Jinguo, he resigned and lived in seclusion, not asking about world affairs.

Xin Qiji has been an official for 30 years, and he has been degraded, although he has made some achievements, but because he is too upright and the means are too strict, he has never been allowed to reuse. Dang Huaiying was appointed by Emperor Jin to compile the "History of Liao".

In the autumn of the third year of Kaijubi, Dang Huaiying's residence.

"Excuse me, is this Dang Huaiying's home?" On this day, a ranger-like man knocked on Dang Huaiying's door and bluntly said that he wanted to find Dang Huaiying.

"I am, what are you looking for me? Even after decades, Dang Huaiying, who is in her sixties, still has a unique softness, and does not have the decadence of an old man at all.