Suddenly, before the corners of their mouths were cracked, they heard the mighty war horses, the earth shook slightly, and there were thunderous roars in all directions, like thousands of horses.

The arrows were like a rainforest, piercing the blood in the sky, and the dense Xitan army fell one by one like wheat, and the blood stained the land of Xining.

"What's going on!" Zhen Yue and Ji Jianxuan, who was not far away, spoke in unison, and when she looked at her from afar, she was suddenly shocked that the Yunchuan Army that was still fighting before had all disappeared!

Zhen Yue and the warriors quickly gathered together, forming an arc, and the weapons in their hands were sharp and fast, cutting off the arrows coming from **** one by one.

In an instant, tens of thousands of Dongtan troops surged from the slopes and steeps, and joined the Yunchuan army that withdrew from the battlefield, behind them was the flying and churning Dongtan Eagle Banner, and 60,000 horses formed an encirclement in an instant, with amazing combat effectiveness and bravery.

Thousands of troops roared in, like a stormy wave, tearing the bloody battlefield through a long gap, and the sound of trumpets and roars was like a mad monster.

However, the flying sword in the sky, the solemn blood, still can't stop the familiar posture, a dark armor, heroic on the horse, sharp, eyes as sharp as an eagle, the once elegant and handsome young man has been tempered on the battlefield, and has long become a brave and good fighter, tough and extraordinary king.

At this moment, Zhen Yue felt that her eyes were red, her mood was excited and sour, and even the short sword in her hand was a little frivolous, but the fierce fighting sound quickly pulled back her distant thoughts.

She rode her horse to the murderous center with her dagger in hand, and one enemy fell under her sword, blood staining her dagger red, leaving a brilliant red under her snow-white skirt, like a poppy blooming on the battlefield.

The chaotic and frightened Xitan army was caught off guard, completely unaware that they had fallen into the trap of the other party early, encircled and cracked the world, and in the face of the powerful Dongtan rescue army, they had already fled in all directions, this was already a duel without suspense.

The commander of the Xitan army had already been cut off and thrown in front of the Xitan army like a ball, and they abandoned their weapons in fright and fled, long without a trace of military dignity.

In just one hour, the vast flat land, the corpses were piled up, the blood meandered into streams, and the ravens of the sky stretched out their sharp claws, and from time to time they stopped on top of the severed heads.

The Xitan army fled, the death of the dead, the scene was bloody and chaotic, many soldiers who were trampled by horses and died, wailed all over the field, and the Xitan army, which was slightly stronger in combat effectiveness, under the leadership of the deputy general, worked together to kill a gap in the southeast corner and fled in a hurry.

The remaining Xitan soldiers wailed loudly, and all knelt on the ground, willing to become prisoners of war, as many as 20,000 horses.

However, in the middle of the battlefield, a team of 100 warriors was covered in blood, the blades in their hands had long been covered with blood, and even more, they were carrying the heads of Xitan soldiers in their hands.

In the middle of the team, a woman stepped forward, her face was covered with blood, and her snow-white skirt had already been dyed red, and if you didn't look closely, you couldn't notice that it was a woman.

She inserted the short sword into the sword, and wiped her cheek with her sleeve, her fair skin was faintly red in the firelight, and night had already fallen, and the hot and humid wind slightly lifted the broken hair on her forehead, casting a faint gray shadow under the clear eyelids.

There were many torches on the city tower, tearing the bloody night, and the 70,000 Dongtan troops fell silent together, and they were all on strong alert for this mysterious team.

I saw the man in Xuan armor on horseback gasp, his dark pupils turned over the river and the sea, too much love gushed out, surprised, shocked, confused, hurt, and happy.

He rode his horse and galloped away, the horse's hooves splashed countless blood flowers, and a sword slashed the Xitan soldiers who were still resisting, and the corpses everywhere, the blood all over the ground, and the sharp scimitars could not stop his galloping horses' hooves.

"Prince!"

The subordinates behind him were shocked, although these defeated troops surrendered, they could not completely relax their vigilance, and several generals followed closely with the Yunchuan army.

The wind blew gently, like a pair of warm and stinging hands, Qiu Sheng stopped two meters away from Zhen Yue, like a lost child, looking at her with complicated eyes, cautious and ecstatic, lest this qiē was just a sweet dream, too many nights, so that he couldn't distinguish between reality and dreams.

He was afraid that it was a hallucination brought on by the exhaustion of war, and that it would shatter at the touch of it, and he sniffed the smell of blood in the air, and became more and more afraid.

"Ah Qiu, I'm back."

The woman's voice like a clear spring came softly, penetrating the blood, penetrating the lost years, like a big wave flowing into his eardrums, his handsome face paused, and he couldn't restrain himself from turning over and dismounting.

Every step is like stepping on a boulder in the shallow time, firm and persistent, the years are like a shuttle, the past is like a tide, a year of life and death is boundless, leaving too many regrets and sorrows in each other's hearts.

"Satsuki...... Small......? Qiu Sheng's lips trembled slightly, his calm face on the battlefield no longer existed at the moment, only the most real hesitation and excitement, he stretched out his hand but didn't dare to touch her, he couldn't believe that she, who was thousands of miles away, would appear in front of him without symptoms, he couldn't believe that this qiē was real.

She smiled softly, held his hand in the palm of her hand, and as she had spent countless nights in the past, she was close to him and felt each other's safety, and she still said softly, "I'm sorry, I'm late." ”

With a bang, his brain flashed like thunder, Qiu Sheng suddenly hugged the woman in his arms, the tip of his nose was thick blood, his ears were the wails of the soldiers in Xitan, and there were corpses everywhere in front of him, at this moment, he couldn't feel anything, only the woman in his arms.

There seems to be a picture of Fengximen's helpless separation in front of him, too much sadness and emotion are cut in each other's hearts, like thorns, telling each other all the time, how painful and hurtful the separation was!

"Xiao Yue, Xiao Yue, it's really you, this qiē is not a dream, it's really you." Qiu Sheng called her name over and over again, like a fish in dry water, desperately inhaling her breath.

That day, he thought that she was dead and could never come back, only he knew that every night was spent in torment, his heart was increasingly empty, and his soul seemed to leave with her, until this moment, he was truly resurrected and came out of the cage of that Jade Dragon Mountain.

Zhen Yue's heart ached, her eyes gradually moistened, and her heart that had been hanging finally settled down, she gently patted his trembling back, responded to his persistent call, and fled from Beiying, until this moment, she really felt that it was worth it.

Tens of thousands of Dongtan soldiers looked at each other, although they were puzzled, they did not dare to disturb their gathering, the eagle falcon in the sky fluttered its wings, and it seemed that only two figures hugging each other could be seen in the blood in the sky, and the fire was sprinkled on them, like a phoenix in Nirvana. (To be continued.) )