The vast and sorrowful day is slanting, and the knife points to the east to return to his hometown.

At this time, Chen Yi trembled, holding a war knife, blocking in front of General Chang Mao's wife and children, his snow-white robe was dyed like the remnant sun that was about to fall.

The headband on his head has long fallen, and the scattered strands of hair are swaying in the wind.

This is destined to be a massacre, whether in terms of cultivation or numbers, the black-clothed assassins are far superior to the old soldiers.

Looking at the old comrades-in-arms who fell one by one in front of him, Chen Yi felt a heart-rending pain. He hates, hates himself for being powerless!

At this time, there was a sad cry behind him, and I saw a woman with pear blossoms and rain, hugging a five or six-year-old boy and saying, "Adjutant Chen, hand us over!" ”

"Sister-in-law, I'm fine. You don't have to worry about dying on the battlefield as a soldier of the Empire. Die well deserved. It's just a pity that after I die, I can't protect my sister-in-law and nephew. Chen Yi turned around slowly, with a look of regret in his eyes.

"It's my sister-in-law who hurt everyone!" Hearing Chen Yi's parting voice, the woman's tears were like a river rushing down.

"Sister-in-law, don't say that, how can you blame your sister-in-law? To blame, it's also the fault of the old dog in Dongchang! Chen Yi said softly, with a vendetta in his eyes.

"Liu Laogou, you can't die well!"

Chen Yi clenched the sword in his hand and turned to face the black-clothed assassin team in front of him again.

Seeing that there were only three people left, the black-clothed assassins turned their horses' heads one after another, and the siege that was originally in a circle was now merged into a row.

Now that this last round of impact is about to begin.

Suddenly, a person's voice sounded from the back of the black-clothed assassin team, saying: "It's a man, as long as you return to Dongchang and Liu's father-in-law, not only do you not have to die, but also protect your glory and wealth." ”

"Huh!" A disdainful smile appeared on Chen Yi's face.

He knows his destiny, the mission of a soldier, and the backbone of being a man.

"Zhumen's wine and meat stink, and there are frozen bones on the road. Life and death are close to each other, and the melancholy is difficult to describe. ”

The disdain in Chen Yi's eyes became more and more serious, and in the end, he couldn't help laughing: "Thank you for this adult's kindness, but it's a pity that I'm a cheap person, I'm afraid I will be dyed with the name of Dongchang." ”

"Hey!" sighed, "Dongchang never leaves enemies, so I have to ask you to go down to accompany your old comrades!" ”

Chen Yi smiled wantonly: "Then I want to thank your whole family!" ”

There was not the slightest fear of death on his face.

"Send him down!" The indifferent voice is like the frost in winter, and the words are piercing.

After receiving the order, the man in black pulled the reins of the horse, and the silver hoof "stepped on" and stomped back.

"Kill!"

Seeing this, Chen Yi took the lead, picked up the old guy in his hand, and with a trace of hatred, regret, and relief, he waved it and killed the camp of the man in black.

"Rush!"

Dragons and horses gallop, guns break the world.

"Bell"

Suddenly, the knives and guns collided, and a little spark was sparked.

Chen Yi exerted the sensitivity of his body to the limit, jumped into it, and slashed at the head of a man in black.

The man in black was not weak, and hurriedly raised the spear in his hand from vertical to horizontal, making a defensive state.

"It's late!" Chen Yi seemed to have predicted the next move of the man in black, and between changing hands, he turned from slashing to stabbing.

"Whew!"

The man in black didn't react for a while, and the steel knife stabbed him in the stomach.

A mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and the man in black instantly fell from his horse.

"Yu Yu!" The black dragon horse, which lost control, let out a panicked neigh.

Before he could land, seven or eight spears cut through time and space from all directions, going upstream.

The enemy is outnumbered, although Chen Yi's cultivation is higher than that of the man in black, but seven or eight people go together, or use the method of cavalry impact, he has no choice, so he has to twist his body hard to avoid these spears.

"Poof, poof, poof!"

The gun broke into the flesh and set off a ripple of blood!

On Chen Yi's two thighs and chest, there was a silver-shining spear tip, embedded in the flesh and blood.

The vermilion blood flowed down the barrel of the gun to the palm of the man in black, and finally accumulated in the palm of the man in black, turning into small drops of blood, and fell on the armature.

The spear was raised high, and Chen Yi, who was nailed in mid-air, roared like thunder, and after a few breaths, the spear was thrown down violently, and Chen Yi was slammed to the ground.

"Ahem!" Chen Yi, who fell to the ground, was bleeding more than once.

Seeing that all this was about to end, Chen Yi, who had fallen, slowed down and stood up again!

The blood flows like an infusion, and the blue sea is dan's heart.

There was no pain on his face, only calm, only tenacity.

Lift the knife and move forward again.

"Kill ......"

"Although I am dead, I am still a soldier of the Empire!"

At the last moment of his life, Chen Yi let out a tragic and tragic roar, which was the swan song of his life and his lifelong belief.

"Although I am dead, I am still a soldier of the Empire." Ordinary and great!

In fact, the greatest sorrow of soldiers is not to die on the battlefield, but to die at the hands of their own people.

Chen Yi fell, and blood stained the earth!

He lay quietly, his eyes were hazy, he saw the white clouds of his hometown, he saw his wife silently watching at the entrance of the village, and he saw the family having a reunion dinner together.

He was homesick, missing the beautiful scenery of his hometown, missing his wife's green waiting, and missing the appearance of the family reunion.

At the last second of Chen Yi's life, he was still asking himself, is it worth it?

When I recall the love of husband and wife, the house full of children and grandchildren, and the ability to live together in peace and stability, what is the point of death?

He doesn't regret it, he doesn't regret being a soldier.

Although he died, the country was safe and prosperous.

Although he died, the spirit of the soldier lives on.

He is dead, but the eyes of the sky are still there.

Chen Yi smiled and closed his eyes, serene and quiet, in the grinning northwest wind, with his snow-bright sword, shining with golden light.

At the same time, the Hidden Dragon Villa, thousands of miles away, ushered in a strange guest.

This person is dressed in military uniform, majestic and heroic, like a poplar in the northwest, standing proudly, and his eyes are blazing, just like two heavenly fires, destroying the withering and decaying.

The fire dragon under the crotch is a fierce horse, the four hooves are churning, and the long sideburns are flying.

All the way, I rushed to the door of Hidden Dragon Villa.

I just wanted to go in, but I heard someone stop me and said, "Who is coming?" ”

I saw two guards, stepping on the wind and breaking through the air, gurgling ripples under their feet, and flying out of nowhere.

"I am Jin Zhong, the vanguard officer of the great general Changmao, and I was ordered to come to King Jing for help, this is our general's handwriting!" After that, Jin Zhong took out a cowhide envelope from his arms, and the center book was engraved with four big characters written by Chang Mao himself.

"Humph! Hidden Dragon Villa, directly under the Imperial Palace! If you don't have a warrant from the Son of the Present Day or the Prince, you will not see it! ”

"Human life matters! Please be accommodating! Jin Zhong saw that the guards did not have the slightest intention of letting go, and he was anxious.

"Let's go!" The guard showed no mercy and said again.

"You guys?"

Jin Zhong glared at the two fiercely, his eyes burned with a trace of murderous intent, and he pointed at them with his finger, looking anxious and unwilling!