The East Route Army was suppressed, and soon news came that the Middle Route Army was trapped and faced with the dilemma of running out of ammunition and food, and the Great Zhou had lost two troops, and the army led by the prince and Su Yueming became a lone army.

Su Yueming climbed to the highest position of Longmen Pass, looking ahead, the red robe on her body fluttered in the wind, swishing, and there was a heroic posture.

Looking up, the dark clouds of black pressure pressed directly against Longmen Pass.

In the distance, the battle flag of Daqin can be seen vaguely, and the name of the king of the North Courtyard is written on the flag, and the strength seems to carry his taste and domineering, slowly coming.

His black unicorn robe blinded her eyes, causing her to lose her mind for a moment.

His methods are so ruthless that he leaves no room for anything, and it seems that he has regarded this last force as a probe.

……

On the battlefield.

The prince wore a dark robe, standing on a tall red horse, and his beautiful eyes narrowed slightly to look at the long dragon in front of him.

Su Yueming sat on the top of the carriage, looking at the increasingly clear figure of the tyrant with calm eyes, she suddenly stood up and stood side by side with the prince.

The prince turned around, "Yue'er." ”

Su Yueming had a smile on his face, and this smile was like the warm sun in winter and the breeze in summer to the prince, making his heart more powerful and fearless.

Su Yueming raised his hand, held his fist, and said, "Your Highness, Su Yueming will advance and retreat with you, and live and die together." ”

The prince also smiled, in the wind, his long body was jade, his sleeves were flying, he stared at Su Yueming's eyes affectionately, and said, "Ally, with Yue'er's words, I Xuanyuan Qihuang has no regrets in this life!" ”

Murong Canghai had already arrived at the pre-battle position, his deep and cold eyes fell on the hands of the two pairs of clasped hands, and the hand holding the reins couldn't help but tremble slightly-

Su Yueming was so nervous about him, but he had never seen her worry about him Murong Canghai.

Everything that happened in Xiangyang Village flashed in her mind, everything seemed to happen yesterday at that time, but now, the two of them are already enemies of life and death, and she has always chosen to stand on the side of Xuanyuan Qihuang and become hostile to him.

Thinking of this, his eyes were slightly raised, and the corners of his lips were sarcastic, and he said, "Prince Zhou is fighting, do you like to take women with you?" Is it for you to block the sword, or is it ready to buy the king at any time. ”

"The King of the North Courtyard!" The crown prince listened to his provocative words, and said coldly, "This palace does not allow you to verbally insult my Great Zhou County Lord. ”

"This king insulted her, how can Prince Zhou endure me?" Murong Canghai was arrogant, but that gaze never left Su Yueming for half a minute.

She was able to treat him so calmly! Is it because she trusts Prince Zhou, or is it because to her, he Murong Canghai is nothing at all, and she doesn't need to be treated with other moods?

The prince's face was calm, the banner was raised high, fell, and an order was given-

"Kill!"

"Rush, ......"

"Kill......"

The soldiers received the order, one by one took up their weapons, charged into battle, the two armies faced each other, the sound of fighting, howling, resounded.

Swords and swords, flesh and blood flying.

Gradually, one corpse after another fell, the yellow earth under his feet was stained red with blood, and the air emitted a strong smell of blood.

The blood splashed on Su Yueming's robe, and the red color was even more dazzling and dazzling.