Hou Dejing has good martial arts, wearing black armor and carrying ***, with a strong and restrained momentum on his body, with the swing of the long knife, the momentum exploded like a mountain torrent bursting the embankment.

With a crisp sound, Fang Changping raised his gun and took Hou Dejing's knife hard, the sweat and blood under his crotch were a little unbearable, and the four hooves took a few steps back before they could barely stabilize.

Fang Changping's pupils narrowed slightly, this war horse followed him from birth to death for many years, and later went up the mountain and fell to the grass with him.

This is no longer a war horse, it is his brother!

Seeing that his brother was injured, Fang Changping's whole body exploded, and he violently bounced off Hou Dejing's offensive, and with a loud shout, he pulled out the gun fiercely.

There was a muffled sound, Hou Dejing also picked up the knife and hit it hard, but after taking it, he regretted it, the hands holding the knife cracked, and the blood stained his hands red, and he couldn't even hold the long knife in pain.

The most lethal thing is that Fang Changping has just made a move, and after a hard shot, he followed up as soon as he pulled the reins, and the sharp tip of the spear was like cold lightning pointing directly at his heart.

Hou Dejing secretly said in his heart that it was not good, and in the face of such a fierce offensive, he didn't dare to take it hard, so he pulled the reins and turned around and ran.

"Where will the thief run!" Fang Changping's offensive failed, and there was a murderous surge on his face, but as soon as he clamped the horse's back and prepared to pursue it, the war horse had a weak front foot and directly tripped him down.

"Black Wind!?" Fang Changping glanced at the war horse that was paralyzed on the ground, and the whole person was stunned.

"General!" Zhou Zhuoyun and the others saw Fang Changping fall off the horse, and their faces changed suddenly, and they immediately swarmed around.

Seeing this, Hou Dejing took advantage of the situation to gather the remnants and shouted: "Withdraw, withdraw quickly!" ”

"General, are you okay, General?" Zhou Zhuoyun knelt beside Fang Changping and hurriedly confirmed the situation.

Fang Chang hurriedly pushed Zhou Zhuoyun away and said angrily: "Bastard, who asked you to come over, immediately raise the flag for me to catch up, go quickly!" ”

"Whoa!" Zhou Zhuoyun glanced at Fang Changping, then at the war horse that collapsed to the ground, gritted his teeth, picked up the tooth flag and chased after him.

Fang Changping couldn't accompany him, his war horse Heifeng was lying not far away, foaming at the mouth and nose, obviously caused by exhaustion.

"Black Wind!" Fang Changping looked at the old guy who had accompanied him on the field for many years, a string of mist rarely appeared in his eyes, and he went up and gently stroked his forehead with the black wind, full of guilt and reluctance in his heart.

He forgot that the old fellow was no longer young, and had followed him since he was a teenager for nearly twenty years.

Like him, this old man accompanied him in his youth to fight in the northern nomadism, but at his peak he was in the mountains to raise his fat, and now he is late to comeback.

Coupled with the long-distance march and overnight march in the past two days, Black Wind was already at the end of his crossbow, but he struggled to support him to the point of exhaustion.

Thinking of Hou Dejing's knife just now, which shook Hei Feng's hooves, Fang Changping's heart suddenly stabbed like a knife, and he lowered his head and said with guilt: "I'm sorry Hei Feng, I shouldn't have taken you back to the battlefield, it's all my ......."

It seemed that the other party was quite dissatisfied with Changping's words, and the dying Heifeng struggled to stand up.

"Black wind, you ......" Fang Changping was stunned, looking up at the black wind who was squirming and shaking his head, and the tears in his eyes finally slipped down uncontrollably.

He knew that Black Wind didn't blame him, but wanted to continue to ride him on the field, but ......

"Hoo ......" Hei Feng raised his head and hissed, walked a few steps to Fang Changping's silver spear, and trampled restlessly on the ground with his four hooves, obviously signaling Fang Changping to pick up the gun and mount his horse.

Fang Changping has been with Hei Feng for nearly 20 years, and he knows Hei Feng's temperament and temperament, so he wiped his tears, lifted the silver spear weighing one hundred and eighty pounds and turned over and got on the horse.

Black Wind trembled under his feet, staggering in place for a moment, and finally barely held on.

At this time, there were several hooves behind him, and Chen Tong led people to hurry over and shouted: "General Fang, General Fang, the lord's military order, poor Kou Mo chase!" ”

"Why don't you chase it, the lord knows that Jing Ce Nian is not far from here?" Fang Changping was a little angry, and stomped the ground with the spear in his hand, angry and wanted to kill.

At this time, we should gather most of the troops to pursue the victory, and solve the future trouble of Jing Ce Nian in one fell swoop, how can we not chase?

Chen Tong said with a bitter face: "General Fang, Jing Ce Nian is a famous place in the world, the lord means that Jing Ce Nian can't die in Yong'an wherever he dies, don't be rash!" ”

"Famous and famous, do you just let Jing Ce Nian do whatever he wants in Yong'an?" Fang Changping was unwilling, and he wanted to immediately ride his horse and gallop out to pursue the enemy, but the black wind under his crotch twitched his head, and he turned around and slowly walked two steps towards the road he came.

Fang Changping's heart tightened, and he looked at Zhou Zhuoyun and the others who were holding torches and turned back not far behind him, and his expression suddenly became even more gloomy.

Zhou Zhuoyun rushed over and dismounted and reported: "General, the enemy army has been arrayed in the area of Guankou, and the last general is worried about the ambush ahead, so he has to bring the brothers back first to ask for instructions, are we still chasing?" ”

"That's it, the lord has an order, withdraw the army!" Fang Changping was stunned, and he wanted to take the black wind to the front of the battle again, but at the moment, he didn't even have the last chance.

The team slowly retreated, and the battle was quite successful, and only more than 300 of the enemy's 2,000 men and horses escaped in the end, which can be said to be a complete victory, but the atmosphere of the team seemed a little sad, as if they had just finished losing the battle.

Everyone didn't dare to speak, everyone could see Hei Feng's embarrassed state, and the white foam between his mouth and nose had turned bloody, which was completely dependent on obsession.

But even so, the black wind carried Fang Changping with steady steps, until the team successfully returned to Hupan Mountain, and the black wind could not support it after the last four or five miles of travel, and slowly knelt on the ground as soon as the four hooves were soft.

Fang Changping hurriedly dismounted to check, the dying black wind collapsed on the ground and blinked, making a hoarse hissing sound between his mouth and nose, as if he was saying a final goodbye to Fang Changping.

Chen Ziqian, who rushed to hear the news, happened to see Fang Changping kneeling in front of Hei Feng, quietly stroking Hei Feng's head, the data flashed in front of him, Hei Feng's physical strength was only the last 1 point, and he had reached the point of not being able to return to the sky.

sighed helplessly, watching Fang Changping accompany Hei Feng to chat and pull, and finish the last journey of his life.

Subconsciously glanced at Fang Changping's attributes, and the stunt column unexpectedly awakened out of the peerless LV1.

"I'll go, is it possible that the unequaled stunt will only awaken when there are violent emotional fluctuations?" Chen Ziqian wondered in his heart, the awakening of this thing is a violent emotional fluctuation, and the release seems to be the same, so how should the level be improved?

Chen Ziqian pondered for a moment in his heart, seeing that Hei Feng was completely breathing, he also felt a little sorry in his heart, especially looking at Fang Changping who was choking and sobbing, this feeling was even more heart-piercing.

"General Fang's Day condolences!" Chen Ziqian stepped forward and patted Fang Changping on the shoulder and said: "The common feelings of birth, old age, sickness and death, the same is true of war horses, Heifeng is fortunate to be able to follow the general to gallop across the field, this life is not in vain!" ”

"Hei Feng still wants to continue to fight with me, but he has been running around and working hard many times recently, plus there are many old troubles on his body, I am sorry for it, I am tired to death, I blame me, I blame me......" Fang Changping felt quite remorseful, a man in his thirties, but at the moment he looked like a helpless child.

People are not grass and trees, Hei Feng has followed him for nearly 20 years, and this relationship can be said to be closer than relatives.

Chen Ziqian knew that Fang Changping had always been bold and loyal, and when he heard this, his heart was also quite shocked.

Seeing the surrounding soldiers lighting torches and watching, whispering one by one, Chen Ziqian's heart was even more angry.

In their eyes, this may just be a war horse, and if it dies, it will be dead, and it is not too much to cut meat and eat, what is there to cry about, and it is still a general with troops, what is this like?

Ordinary soldiers obviously couldn't understand the feelings, but Chen Ziqian could.

War horses are the second life of soldiers, and Hei Feng has followed Fang Changping for many years, and he has made great contributions.

"Pass my military orders!" Chen Ziqian took a deep breath and said: "Hei Feng went out with the army this time, loyal to the lord, hard work, today the pursuit of thieves unfortunately died, should be buried in the name of the general, after the battle with the rest of the fallen soldiers to build the temple into the temple!" ”

"The lord loves soldiers like sons, and even war horses can get this honor, which is really my luck!" Gan Youzhi followed Chen Ziqian for a while, and also knew that Chen Ziqian was good at boosting morale, so when he saw this opportunity, he knelt down and shouted: "My lord is benevolent!" ”

Seeing this, the surrounding generals responded to the salute, even the generals of the military division, and those soldiers were even more in awe.

Fang Changping was also quite moved in his heart, and sincerely thanked him: "Thank you for the black wind!" ”

Chen Ziqian nodded and said: "This battle is not over yet, the thieves have invaded Yong'an, we will continue to kill the enemy if we are alive, although the black wind is dead, but the spirit will live forever, I want you to be like the black wind, as long as there is still a breath left, you will never give up!" ”

"I am willing to swear to follow the lord to the death!" Fang Changping took the lead in expressing his position, and everyone immediately responded in unison, and the voices of 10,000 people suddenly resounded in the sky.

"I am willing to follow the lord to the death!"

Chen Ziqian nodded, quite satisfied with the current morale, this is the lord, you have to pretend, even if some words are pretentious, but as long as you can boost morale, you can't let it go!

"Get up." Chen Ziqian picked up Fang Changping, and then ordered someone to carefully dispose of Heifeng's remains, and the matter was settled.