Li Xin of the Song Dynasty once wrote a poem saying: The tiger can be carried in his life, and his anger does not fall to Xianyang. The children of Jiangdong are tired, who knows that the national scholar Yuan is unparalleled. One night, Chu Ge rose from all sides, and Bertus did not take the people. Since ancient times, there has been a re-elevation, why not endure the Wujiang River.

The poem exhausts the bright and short life of Xiang Yu, the overlord of Chu, and also mentions the story of being embattled that day.

Xiang Yu finally killed himself because he was embattled and helpless, and Sun Jian, the Jiangdong tiger, and his Jiangdong disciples also ushered in the same situation as the overlord of Chu that day.

The opponent's sad song hit the softness of their hearts, and they suddenly remembered the anti-waiting eyes of the old mother when they left home, the tearful eyes of the new daughter-in-law holding their hands, and the little hand of the child holding the corner of their clothes, the tears flowed down like a river bursting the embankment, and the weapons in their hands also clanged at their feet.

The sword has fallen, the sword has fallen, there is no sword in the hand, and there is no sword in the heart.

The Jiangdong warriors were bare-handed, but their opponents had already opened their minions and revealed fierce eyes, firmly locking them.

Sun Jian's heart was cold, he and Wang Li have been friends for more than ten years, from the initial crusade against Dong Zhuo to the common enemy Yuan Shu, and then from the rescue of Da Xian Mountain to the alliance of Danyang, his understanding of Wang Li is definitely far from being comparable to Yuan Shao, Liu Bei and others, it can be said that he knows very well.

However, he also did not expect that Wang Li's power was already so strong.

He bravely crowned the three armies, rose Jianghuai with his own strength, and beat more than ten counties in Jiangdong with an ancient ingot knife, all surnamed Sun.

He thought that Wang Li's power was only similar to him, and he might even be inferior in terms of territory and troops. Therefore, when the king of Chen Liujun commanded the world and Wang Li suffered from the enemy, he chose to betray Wang Li's affection and resolutely sent troops to Lu'an, intending to get involved in the Central Plains and strive to seize an opportunity in the future world disputes.

Unfortunately, in the end, he realized that all this was just an illusion. Wang Li's advisers are like rain, and his subordinates are only Zhou Yu; Wang Li is surrounded by fierce generals on the left and right, but he only has a few veterans and a few budding newcomers in Lu Meng.

Rao is like this, that Tai Shi Ci and Wen Chou still have to sprinkle a handful of salt on his wounds, Jiangdong's rising stars Chen Wu and Jiang Qin lost to Tai Shi Ci in this battle, becoming the only two generals who have suffered casualties since his expedition to Lu'an.

The warriors are no more, and the school star has fallen, but the hunters have already smeared the sharp arrows with poison and aimed at them, Sun Jian is not surprised?

"Sons, in the past, when Sun Mou took you on the expedition, he promised you to wear a golden helmet and armor, and return to your hometown with a tall head and a big horse, and also promised your parents, wives and children to hand over all your beards and tails to them.

Today, Sun mistakenly fell for Wang Li's treacherous scheme, causing the two generals Zilie and Gongyi to be martyred, and many brothers died in their hometowns. Sun can no longer let them return to their hometown, but Sun still promises you to take you back to your hometown immediately.

Brothers, pick up the swords on the ground, move forward with Sun Mou, and rescue the generals to kill back to Jiangdong! ”

Sun Jian's determination to win is no longer firm, but he knows how to save the heart of the army that is about to collapse, and he also knows how to avoid evil and preserve his power as much as possible.

Jiangdong, this is a vast and no specific place name, it includes more than ten counties such as Poyang, Yuzhang, Luling and Jian'an, but it is extremely sacred in the minds of Jiangdong children, and it also has incomparable attraction.

Because, that's their hometown!

The son is not ugly to the mother, the dog is not to be poor, and the two words make the Jiangdong sons and daughters feel shocked: yes, they are all sons of Jiangdong, their parents, wives and children are in Jiangdong, how can they spill this handful of blood in a foreign country?

"Rush!"

"Rush! Follow the general back to Jiangdong! ”

A roar roared out of the mouths of the Jiangdong warriors, their eyes refocused on the front, their hearts may still be a little lacking in confidence, maybe a little timid, but their eyes are already clear.

As a Jiangdong person, be a Jiangdong ghost!

Everyone picked up the swords on the ground again and followed Sun Jian to stride forward.

"Kill!"

Seeing that Sun Jian dared to lead his troops forward and take the initiative to brush the tiger's beard, Zhao Yun, Gan Ning, Huang Zhong, Tai Shici and others were furious, and with a wave of the weapons in their hands, dense arrows and spears flew like locusts above Sun Jian.

The Great War has broken out again!

……

The sun finally set completely on the other side of the mountain, and the afterglow was completely covered by a large black curtain, and a crescent crescent crept up the treetops.

Another hour was gone, but the great battle on the plains continued.

Sun Ce defeated Tai Shici and Wen Chou, Han Dang, Huang Gai, Cheng Pu, Lü Meng and Zhou Tai fought against Zhang Liao, Huang Zhong, Gan Ning, Wei Yan and Han Meng, while Sun Jian worked hard to wield the ancient ingot knife and fight Zhao Yun non-stop.

For a while, Jin Ge was in a formation, and the war horse neighed.

Suddenly, the bright silver spear in Zhao Yun's hand shook, and thirty or twenty pear blossoms and flying snow also detached from the tip of the spear, swaying in the air, and covering the top of Sun Jian's head, quite like a god blocking and killing gods and Buddhas.

This is gun intent!

Zhao Yun's pear blossom gun intent!

The meaning of the gun, noble, arrogant, and sharp, points directly to the heart and goes straight to the source.

The meaning of the gun may be like an antelope hanging its horns, which is imaginative and has no trace to be found. Its grace is clear and exquisite, and it cannot be both; Or like the Hell Shura, who intends to kill heavily, and the murderous aura is full of blood and violence.

The gun is cut face.

Sun Jian was suddenly terrified, although the bright silver spear was not close to his eyes, the muscles on his face had already felt the sharp edge of the wisps of gun intent, and even the blood vessels on his face were about to burst under the stimulation of the gun intent.

However, he couldn't find the flaw in Zhao Yun's gun, the gun was like lightning and thunder, and its speed was definitely not something Sun Jian could stop!

Sun Jian is in danger!

"Lord!"

"Father!"

With a roar, Sun Ce, Han Dang and Huang Gai all gave up the opponent in front of them and rushed over.

It's a pity that far water can't quench the thirst of the near, even if Sun Ce and the three of them have the intention to rescue Sun Jian, but with their speed, their distance, and even their martial arts, how can they easily shoot a mortal person under Zhao Yun's bright silver gun?

"Bang dang!"

Sun Jian slowly closed his eyes, and suddenly his body shook, as if he had been hit by a boulder, and flew out sideways, landing in the arms of a personal guard. Immediately afterward, the sound of swords hitting the bones and a scream that stopped abruptly came into my ears.

Sun Jian's heart trembled, he raised his head and looked at him urgently, his eyes were frozen and demented in an instant, and a thin figure stood firmly in front of him, holding the bright silver spear tightly with both hands, the tip of the bright silver spear had penetrated from his chest to his back, and blood dripped down the tip of the spear, like a delicate and poignant rose.

That person is Sun Jian's half-brother Sun Jing and Sun Youtai!

"Second brother, let's go!"

Sun Jing turned his head and said to Sun Jian, a stream of blood spilled out of his mouth again, and his eyes were closed tightly, unable to open them again.

"Youtai!"

Sun Jian's eyes were slightly moist, he stretched out his hand in the direction of Sun Jing, and suddenly turned the horse's head away from Lu'an like an arrow, and an angry shout spread far behind his back: "It's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years, soldiers, immediately withdraw from the battlefield and return to Jiangdong, today's revenge will be avenged one day!" ”