Gao Jin couldn't wait for the support of Xia Fengguo's army, and he was also very anxious, not only worried about the safety of the Lin Mansion, but also worried that if it dragged on, the army's morale would be unstable, and the grain and grass would be even more scarce;

Both armies were waiting for their respective reinforcements to arrive, so every day was just a confrontation, and there was no intention of attacking first.

On this day, Gao Jin was a little impatient, so he ordered the army in the direction to take the initiative to attack, as much as possible to attract Li Tong'an's attention, he could carry out a sneak attack in the west, he did not think that such a means were shameful, because on the battlefield, never talk about despicability, only victory and defeat.

Song Jingran was pressed by the enemy, and finally had no way to retreat, and launched the last battle attack in front of Liangcheng.

The drums of war were raised, the scene of wolf smoke was once again staged, the air was filled with the smell of death, and the breath was wrapped around the grievances of the soul, and the grievances became more intense in the blood. The Grim Reaper quickly shuttled through the battlefield of tens of thousands of people, wantonly leading the lives of each other.

Although death is everywhere, the soldiers still maintain a heroic battle, they can't see the direction of death clearly, they dare not stop their movements, if they are not careful, they may unfortunately be descended by death;

Therefore, they can only rush forward regardless of their bodies, and the belief in their hearts, the enemy, is their real death.

Song Jingran led an army of less than 20,000 men to resist more than twice as many military horses as himself; In the evening, the battle finally stopped, and the two armies suffered heavy casualties;

Song Jingran's soldiers and horses were almost in a state of annihilation, and the enemy suffered heavy casualties, but they already had more men and horses, and now they were enough to send themselves into hell.

Fortunately, the enemy army did not force each other, but surrounded them under Liangcheng, it should be with the psychology of victory, rest for one night, and then wipe them out, after all, after a day of war, no matter what kind of physical strength, it is difficult to consume.

Song Jingran took less than 5,000 men and horses left, and under the siege of the enemy, he chose to set up a simple tent camp closer to Liangcheng; The wounded men and horses all took care of each other and drugged each other;

Song Jingran is also scarred, the shadow and the dark guard and Lin Mo are also the same, the arm injury in the dark night has gradually healed and improved under Lin Mo's conditioning, but in this battle, Song Jingran did not let him be the main force, so he did not suffer any injuries.

At this time, Lin Mo had dealt with his injuries and was helping Song Jingran deal with his wounds; Stripped of the bulky battle armor, Song Jingran's body was obviously weakened a lot;

He sat at the table, between his white and exposed chest muscles, a broken arrow was deeply pierced into the flesh, and the surrounding area was already a blur of flesh and blood.

Lin Mo was beside him, holding a sharp and flashing dagger in his hand, and then burned it twice on the lamp on the side, and said with a solemn face, "It may be a little painful, bear with it." ”

Song Jingran nodded heavily, there were already beads of sweat on his forehead, his sword eyebrows were solemnly frowned, his face was as gray as ashes, ordinary people couldn't imagine the feeling of a sharp arrow being stuck in the flesh for a day, and he had to use force to fight and kill the enemy.

Lin Mo picked up the small bowl on the table, drank the wine, and sprayed it on Song Jingran's wound with arrows;

Although Song Jingran made a sound, the already frowning sword eyebrows deepened some depth, Lin Mo glanced at him, held the handle of the arrow, and simply pulled out the arrow neatly.

Song Jingran rubbed his teeth tightly, his face was as white as paper, the joints of his hands were obviously white, the beads of sweat on his forehead were like yellow, he took a deep breath, and slowly spit it out after a long time.

Lin Mo took advantage of the numbness he was still in pain, and used the fastest speed to remove the infected dead flesh around the wound, apply medicine, and do a careful bandage;

After everything was dealt with, he felt afraid, if the arrow was a little off, it would hurt the heart, and the divine doctor would not be able to save him.

Lin Mo took out a small porcelain bottle from his arms and handed it to Song Jingran, saying, "This is for you, take one pill a day." ”

Song Jingran nodded, and took the medicine bottle casually, he was too tired to think about the war anymore, because he had no way to retreat; If Gao Jin can't open the city gate and let them enter the city, then they will only die on the battlefield.

"Amo, thanks to your help these days, I really don't know what to thank you."

The corners of Lin Mo's mouth outlined a hint of amplitude, "It's a brother, don't say thank you." ”

Song Jingran showed a smile of relief, and then disappeared from the bottom of his eyes, "Amo, the current situation, you also know it, I don't want you to accompany me to death here, take good care of Xuan'er, give her the life she wants as much as possible, and say a word to her for me."

Song Jingran paused, and the sentence 'I love her' in his mouth was swallowed back again, "I'm sorry." "It's as if there are a thousand words, but each time they are replaced by a 'sorry', or a generalization.

"Why don't you tell her yourself?" Lin Mo's cold voice glanced at Song Jingran, who was speechless, and said, "You never knew what Lu Dao wanted from her." ”

And he was inexplicably happy in his heart, just because there was love between them, no matter how long or later the love was, as long as it was just right.

Song Jingran glanced at Lin Mo thoughtfully, and kept asking herself in her heart, what did she want? What can I give her, once I rejected her indifferently, and then ruthlessly asked her, and then there were misunderstandings again and again, which deeply hurt her and pushed her into the arms of others;

Now that everything is clear, she is someone else's wife, and what else can she do, if repentance is a punishment for herself, then let yourself be painful, and after this night, when the sun rises tomorrow, it will be the time of liberation for his life.

Lin Mo couldn't bear to see him in such pain, but he didn't mean to stimulate him, he just wanted him to face the true emotions in his heart, love or not, they shouldn't be so indecisive, it's irresponsible for each other.

"I will take care of Xuan'er, not because of you, but because she is my sister, I can't give her the life she wants, but I will try to make her happy, I won't bring anything to her for you, because" Lin Mo looked at Song Jingran and said, "You don't deserve to have her good." After saying that, Lin Mo got up and left, hoping that his words would touch him, and this was all he could do.

Song Jingran sat in a daze, the pain in his heart had already overshadowed the pain in his body, and he was silently frightened in his heart and decided that if he was lucky enough to be alive after the end of this war, he would be brave and selfish for her once, even if it was unkind to Gao Jin, Gao Jin should be sad to fulfill them.

After Lin Mo left, he was distracted in the dark night, the silver mask was particularly dazzling in the night, after understanding Lin Xuan'er and Song Jingran, he really hoped that they would face each other, for Gao Jin, he believed that he was sincere to Lin Xuan'er, but the relationship is in love, if you are only in love or being loved, it is not only two people who are destroyed, but even more.

At dawn the next day, Lin Mo took Song Jingran's military token and appointed him to lead the army on the grounds that Song Jingran was seriously injured; Although some people are confused, they mainly rely on military orders and dare not disobey them.

Lin Mo then led the rest of the men and horses to the battlefield, after a night of careful consideration, he decided to give the hopeful person a chance, for a person like him who has died, 'death' is no longer a fear, as long as the living person can be happy, even if it is death, it is also a worthy death.

The early morning sun shone into the tent through the gap in the tent, Song Jingran woke up slowly from drowsiness and tiredness, got up with difficulty, shook his heavy head, this night, he slept so groggily.

At this time, a soldier opened the curtain and walked in, and Song Jingran, who was blinded by the dazzling warm sun, couldn't open his eyes.

"General, you're awake." The soldier placed the basin of water in his hand on the table.

"What time is it?" Song Jingran asked, only to realize that it was a little redundant, the sun was shining, far beyond the time when he usually got up.

"Back to the general, it's almost time." As he spoke, the soldier put the water-soaked brocade on the ground.

Song Jingran took it thoughtfully and wiped it on his face, and suddenly realized that it was exceptionally quiet outside, "How is the situation of the army today?" ”

The soldier was slightly stunned, "The army has already gone out with General Zhong." ”

Because Lin Mo deliberately concealed his identity, he showed himself as Zhong Achou.

"What?" Song Jingran got up excitedly, touched the wound, and made a 'hiss' sound, this is really like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, no wonder he slept all night, thinking about it, it was Lin Mo who moved his hands and feet, it seems that he was prepared.

General Zhong said, "Before the soldier finished speaking, Song Jingran had already left, "Hey, General, you can't go." The soldier grabbed Song Jingran, who was still a little unsteady walking.

"Get out" Song Jingran threw the soldiers away, walked out of the tent camp as fast as possible, there was an empty place everywhere, there were only a few soldiers left behind, and his Humvee was nowhere to be found, it seemed that Lin Mo was determined to die for himself, he was anxious and worried, too much, he couldn't describe it, as long as Lin Mo was fine, he could die immediately, he couldn't owe Lin Fu any more, otherwise he would be restless forever.

Suddenly there was a piercing cry, and Song Jingran wandered anxiously back and forth here, his Humvee was spiritual, and he had already had each other's codes for so many years;

It was just a moment of effort, a Humvee appeared and galloped over, and when it reached Song Jingran's body, it stopped its pace in time, and Song Jingran jumped and drove away.

Lin Mo's side had already been killed, and there were corpses everywhere, and the thick blood made people sick.

The number of people on the battlefield has decreased significantly, but the shouts of killing are still continuous; In the chaos, Lin Mo's mount and the Dark Guard's mount fought in the middle end, with Shadow and Night on the left, and General Wang and several lieutenants resisting on the right.

Seeing that the strength is gradually decreasing, everyone is under pressure, holding the original thought, born on the battlefield, died on the battlefield, and will not retreat.

Gao Jin had already heard the sound of fighting outside the city in the city, and now he was sending troops to take down the city gate; Because the sneak attack on Li Tongan's army a few days ago was successful, it can be regarded as turning back the war in the city.