It is necessary to know that when he was young, Ling Yunzhi was once the first class in the world. I don't know that the years have passed, and there is still no fame and fortune. - "The Biography of Chu He Jin"

The light snow falls on the old eaves, the new furnace is hot and old, the moon falls on the mountain, and the old man is angelica.

When later historians traced the dusty history, they recorded the characters in this complicated and troubled era one by one, and called Qi Yue, Zhang Gou, and Wang Zhong the "mighty three tigers" under the command of the mighty general He Jin.

And Zhang Gou, an iron horse who had been silent and silent all his life, ended the tragic battle of Shanhaiguan by the southern princes with his passionate death.

Afterwards, after Tang Hou, one of the southern princes, saw such a magnificent scene under the city, his expression was silent and solemn, and he personally leaned down and dismounted and climbed to the top of the city.

He covered Zhang Gou's body with a "meteor fire rain" Tang Hou family emblem battle flag behind him, and poured fire oil on it with his own hands, giving him a great respect.

On the tower, relying on the railing, overlooking the back of the remnants of the mighty general He Jin who led the remnants of his army unwilling to run to the imperial capital, Tang Hou looked at this scene and sighed faintly: "Chu Hou, you should know now why you and I are above He Jin in terms of military formation and strategy, but we still can't seal him today, right?"

The spearmen under your command of the Marquis of Chu could serve you to the death like this? ”

"I can't."

Chu Hou, who was holding the scorched black city wall on the side, was speechless for a long time, his face darkened, and finally muttered.

"I just hope that we will make the right choice to put this tiger back to the emperor!"

Tang Hou's crimson soft armor shone more and more in the afterglow of the setting sun, and his lonely and upright back stood motionless in the evening breeze, standing against the railing.

"Who knows what the future holds, but there's no doubt that every step we've taken has been right!" , Chu Hou patted the blackened soil on the city wall and smiled lightly.

"Every step in the future will definitely not go wrong, and we will be able to reach the haunting imperial capital step by step!" , Chu Hou stretched out his hands, as if hugging something, and said with unfinished emotion.

Wang Chong watched from afar as the remaining soldiers at the head of the city jumped off the city wall with Zhang Gou, and he couldn't say anything, but the corners of his mouth trembled slightly, and his face was sad.

"Let's go!" He Jin turned his horse around sharply and turned his head. The thousand-man team he was in was already the last army under his command that had not yet left the Shanhaiguan land, and it must join the main army as soon as possible.

At this time, the battlefield was empty, and only the corpses of robes were left all over the ground.

Wang Chong didn't look back, took the lead in driving the war horse under him, galloped at the front of the horse team, and retreated to the south.

He wiped his face with the sleeve of his armor, and when he turned his head, he did not meet He Jin, who was sitting on the horse, and Wang Chong, who was sitting on the horse.

"I don't know if I can exchange the golden baht for Zhang Gou's bones," Qi Yue on the side lowered his head and sighed lowly, "Zhang Gou is the old department of the Great General, and the few of us who are left can accompany us from the original Nine Yuan Land to fight to today's Pao Ze brothers, if the corpses can't be buried in their hometown, I'm afraid ......"

"No need," He Jin, who was pale, waved his hand and said coldly, "One day I will take down the Eastern Continent, and it will be nine yuan everywhere!" Everywhere is our hometown! What is the difference between being buried and not being buried in nine yuan? ”

When he had said this, he struck the sword, grasped the reins in his hand, and galloped his horse.

The last army also followed He Jin and the others on their way back to the imperial capital of Sanfu, where they would next have a new battlefield to clean up some traitors and old accounts.

The raging fire on the Shanhai Pass was still burning, Chu Hou's white robe was dyed red by the firelight, and the black armor of Ming Hou, who was also on the top of the city, seemed to be smeared with a layer of scarlet blood.

Both of them looked at the back of He Jin's army and were silent.

"We've done our best." Chu Hou smiled, but there was no joy.

Minghou, who had a calm face, did not answer, nor did he have any expression.

"Bow!" Suddenly, his eyes flashed, and he snorted.

The black-clothed sergeant under the agile Ming Marquis behind him immediately held a silver-backed horned bow.

The horned bow was four feet long, and the body and string of the bow glowed with a silver-gray sheen, emitting a faint silver glow in the dark sky, but it was not known what material it was made of.

The bow was accompanied by several silver-gray arrows, which also shone with a palpitating light, but the length of the arrows was a foot longer than that of a normal horn bow.

Ming Hou was murderous in his heart, and he violently lifted his long clothes, and his body swept down the city like lightning, and the armor soldiers under his command had already tacitly pulled out his war horse, a war horse as black as the armor on his body.

He rode out of the battle alone, galloping wildly on the corpse-ridden avenue, his figure seemed to be walking against the wind, and the respected Ming Marquis did not bring any personal soldiers at this time, and rode alone to chase He Jin, who had led the retreating cavalry in front.

Chu Hou, who was still standing at the head of the city, changed his face slightly, followed downstairs, jumped on his white horse Qingxue, and closely chased after Ming Hou who was galloping in front.

The thunder cavalry under He Jin was already full of exhaustion at the end of the fight, and the war horse under him was also exhausted at this moment, and the Ming Hou had been recuperating for a long time, and one person and one horse were like lightning, but in an instant, there were only five hundred steps left from the cavalry of the mighty general He Jin's team.

Ming Hou's eyebrows were full of murderous intent, and when he raised his hand, he had already opened his bow and arrows, and with a sweep of his eagle eyes, he aimed at the black big coat that was galloping in front of the cavalry.

However, the cavalry in front of them only rushed in panic, and did not notice the approach of the enemy behind them.

"Minghou!" Chu Hou chased after him and shouted in a low voice.

"You have to think about the overall situation, Minghou!" , Chu Hou said with a little anxiety, Ming Hou had hesitated a little when he heard this, but he still opened his bow, but he didn't hold it, but he closed his eyes slightly at this critical moment.

"He Jin!" Minghou suddenly shouted, "Please take my arrow from Minglou!" ”

His shouting was like a boat sailing against the current, sending straight out, and for a moment it overwhelmed the sound of thousands of horses' hooves in front of him.

At the moment when Ming Hou's words came out, he suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze was bright, and the feather arrow in his hand drew a silver-gray light mark, shooting straight at He Jin's vest that was galloping in front of him!

Tang Hou watched from the city tower, but his eyes just caught the traces of this arrow.

He had become famous for his archery when he was a teenager, but at this time, he couldn't believe that there was anyone in this world who could shoot such an arrow, it was simply a silver-gray light that pierced through the dark sky!

"General!" Qi Yue on the side also yelled when he saw the movement.

In the blink of an eye, the silver-gray light was already imminent!

He had never seen such a terrible arrow in his many years in the army, and after flying four hundred steps, the castration of the feather arrow was still unexhausted, and the power of the arrow was still endless.

Wang Chong only saw the Ming Hou behind him open his eyes and shout, and when his eyes came, the arrow would also arrive!

Qi Yue on the side leaned out of his horse desperately, trying to use his body to block this extremely cold arrow.

He was completely unsure of receiving the arrow, so he could only gamble with his life, and at the moment when everyone didn't have time to blink, the accident was in vain!

Qi Yue's body on the side was kicked away, and he fell straight off the war horse!

And in the next moment, I only saw a thunderous sword light slashing into the air, and the silver-gray long-feathered arrow was divided into two sections by a knife in the air, and the castration of the broken arrow was endless, and they pierced straight into the land on both sides of the war horse under He Jin's command.

He Jin waved the long knife in his hand and raised it high, and then instantly retracted the knife back into its sheath, He Jin looked at Chu Hou and Ming Hou who stopped in the distance with a little indescribable smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Okay."

Ming Hou saw that moment in the rear, and he couldn't help but be stunned for a while, at which moment He Jin pulled Qi Yue's collar with one hand and kicked him out, and then when the arrow was forced to a step away, he swung his knife and slashed the arrow again.

Ming Hou shot arrows, He Jin swung his sword and broke arrows, all of them were short moments, incredibly fast, but too many changes had occurred in this short moment, and everyone's mood was like a bamboo tube hitting water.

It's like a ghost with a bow, and then a ghost swings a sword.

"General, let's go!" Qi Yue hurriedly climbed onto the horse, frightened, "It is rumored that the bow and arrow of the Marquis of Ming are unique in the world!" ”

He Jin, who was sitting on horseback with his knife away, glanced at his generals and waved his hand: "No need, the two of us have been facing each other for a while just now." I have heard that a good hand with a bow and arrow, like an assassin, kills people to be sure to hit with one blow, and if he fails, he immediately retreats, and he is a thousand miles away. Na Minghou missed an arrow and will not shoot again. ”

"But......" Qi Yue and Wang Chong rode their horses in front of He Jin, and the two of them were still extremely alert.

"I've heard you have a rule that if you miss a hit, you won't continue!

Save the rest of your arrows for the future!

And the blood of the soldiers under my command, Ming Hou Chu Hou, between you and me, it is not so easy to end! ”

He Jin's face was grim, and he shouted loudly, and then with a wave of his sword, the banner of the Thunder Flower gradually disappeared in the darkness.

And the Ming Marquis, who was standing in place, really didn't chase after them anymore, and let them go away.

"You're good to go." He turned to look at Minghou beside him. "Are you really going to kill him?"

"I told you a long time ago!" Chu Hou shouted in a low voice, "It's not the same year anymore!" You have to focus on the overall situation now, the situation is turbulent at this time, and if you are not careful, you will be overturned, and no grudge can be left in the future! ”

"yes, it's not like I don't know."

Minghou sighed leisurely, he knew that the person next to him would say this answer, but he still didn't want to hear it with his own ears.

After being silent for a while, after glancing at his friend's face, Minghou shook his head: "This is the first time in my life that I have lost an arrow." ”

Ming Hou turned around his horse and whispered, "When I lose my arrow again one day, maybe it will be the day I die in battle." ”

Chu Hou was slightly stunned, not knowing what to say, looking at the back of the person who had returned to the camp, his face darkened.