The iron ruler was slapped on the head, and the shaft of the spear swept out horizontally.

In a panicked shout.

The people at the corners of the street on both sides quickly dispersed like a low tide.

In just a few moments, the originally congested street intersection was forcibly emptied.

The left and right riders were obviously responsible for clearing the road.

After the task was completed, the four horsemen at the intersection of the street on both sides were divided into left and right to suppress the crowd of the people.

The sound of horses' hooves, which had been rushing loudly, gradually slowed down.

But the voice was getting closer, louder and louder.

A sound struck like thunder in the hearts of the people and in the hearts of the villagers.

A standard single-hooked spear emerged with a cold cold light.

After the black-clad and black-armored cavalry came out of the street on the right, they immediately spread out their formation on the long street as wide as 100 meters.

Firmly choked the way of the Qingjin torrent to the imperial city.

Seeing this, the soap-clad red-bellied cavalry that poured out from the intersection of the side street on the left automatically extended downward.

Steadily hold down half of the long street, lying between the coming torrent of green and the tide of people.

On the other side, the black-armored cavalry that continued to pour out at the right street entrance was also spread.

And behind the torrent of green water that the people can't see.

The cavalry, also in black clothes and black armor, firmly locked the back road.

Luoyang Ling's subordinates arrived almost at the same time as Zuo Yu Lin Wei.

Front, back, left, right

Surrounded on all sides

At this point, the Qingjin torrent composed of tribute students is already a caged beast.

Either stop in place, and then the whole torrent is divided and dismembered.

Reduced to ordinary tributes and taken away, after which they were beaten or banned or filled with edges, all of which were manipulated by human hands.

This is the fate that the trapped beast in the cage will inevitably face after choosing to tame.

But the advantage of this choice is that you can avoid oncoming whips and iron thorns.

The tributes didn't have to face Zuo Yu Lin Wei's blade and cold spear.

Or just fight bravely and get out of the cage.

Although the fate after breaking the cage is still sinister.

Although this move is very likely to bring blood and even pay the price of lives.

But there are always some kings of the Roaring Mountains who would rather shed their blood.

I'd rather break my bones, I'd rather die with a knife and an axe than choose to wag my tail and beg for mercy.

Except for the occasional neighing of horses, there was no sound in the long street at this time.

Just as the cicada noise forest is quiet, it is the occasional neighing of horses that also sets off the silence of the long street.

Deathly silence

But there was a monstrous killing intent coming out, rolling and pressing towards the torrent of Gongsheng.

On one side is the young man

On one side is Zuo Yulin Wei Junfeng

On the one hand, it is born of submission

On one side is the death of the strong

How will the tributes choose?

The murderous Zuo Yu Lin Guards watched the Gongsheng torrent.

The pale-faced soap clothes looked at the Gongsheng torrent, silent, and the silent people looked at the Gongsheng torrent.

They are all waiting

Wait for a choice!

The world has been peaceful for a long time, and such a scene of facing the military front has only been seen in history books for the young scholars.

The army is coercive and imposing.

The Gongsheng torrent inevitably stirred.

The rustling footsteps, which had been very neat, began to scatter a little.

But they haven't broken down yet.

One is because the more critical times in this situation, people will instinctively gather in groups.

And then because the blood that has burned in their hearts has not yet been cold, they still have hatred and resentment.

The third is because they are unwilling, they know that if they take the lead, it will be difficult to be at ease in this life, and they will definitely bear the shame of a lifetime and be spurned and despised by Shilin.

But they were really afraid, so scared that they couldn't help but look at the cold blade.

And his eyes were fixed on the icon, on the group of people who were carrying it.

They are the vanguards, they are the leaders.

At this moment, they are the soul and backbone of this torrent of youth.

If they retreat, the torrent will disintegrate, and Gongsheng will bow down.

If they advance, since they are resolutely not afraid of the forefront, how can we retreat?

Zuo Yu Lin Wei, the tolerance, and the people are all staring at the torrent of Qingjin, waiting for a choice.

The tribute students in the torrent of Qingjin were staring at the dozen or so people carrying the holy icon, waiting for a choice.

The dozen scholars who carried the holy statue focused their eyes on Li Xingzhou at the front.

They are also waiting for a seemingly simple decision.

Forge ahead or retreat?

To live in humiliation or to die in martyrdom?

The line between life and death.

On the long and silent street, everyone was waiting.

Wait for Li Xingzhou to make the final choice!

After the torrent of green water was spread out in front of it, the team of Zuo Yu Lin Guard, who had already sheathed their knives and spears straightened, was getting closer and closer.

There was little time for Li Xingzhou to think about it.

At this time, Li Xingzhou was also embarrassed.

He had no idea that things would come to this point.

At this point, he had no choice but to rush up.

Time seemed to stand still.

Finally, a hoarse voice sounded at the front of the torrent.

On the long street, which was as silent as death, the hoarse voice was so clear.

So sad, yet so determined.

"Death is lighter than a feather, and some is heavier than Mount Tai!"

"Life, what I want, righteousness, also what I want, you can't have both, and those who sacrifice their lives to take righteousness are also!"

These few words are so familiar to the Gongsheng that they are so familiar that they are rolling around their mouths and can pop out without thinking.

As soon as Li Xingzhou's words fell, the dozen or so scholars carrying the holy image were already shouting loudly.

Just like the previous sentence "Scholars must be Hongyi, and there is a long way to go".

In the blink of an eye, it has resounded throughout the torrent of youth.

"Life, what I want, righteousness, also what I want, you can't have both, and those who sacrifice their lives to take righteousness are also!"

The first time the scholars shouted in unison, it was fashionable and a little bland.

"Death is lighter than a feather, and some is heavier than Mount Tai!"

By the second time, he was already strong and energetic.

By the time of the third response, it was already a landslide and tsunami, which shook the heavens and the earth.

Rather bend than bend, sacrifice life for righteousness, this is the final choice!

It's this fierceness to the extreme.

The uncompromising choice between life and death shattered the inevitable hesitation of the Gongsheng when they first encountered the soldiers.

Immediately, the Gongsheng will have all the previous fears.

All the pressure of the soldiers felt.

Even the shame of the previous hesitation turned into a roar of anger in the sky.

It is indeed a roar, and in the roar, the holiness of martyrdom is sublimated again.

The blood that was not cold was boiling.

In an instant, the tragic and lonely anger that had just fallen for a time was full of excitement again.

unexpectedly suppressed the cold sword soldier's murderous aura completely.

One call and three responses, when the third call of the tribute students was completed.

The Qingjin torrent had come to an end, and it was facing the military formation arranged by Zuo Yu Lin Wei head-on.

Met the cold glittering blade of the spear.

At this moment, at the very tip of the torrent, a hoarse and hoarse sound sounded at the end.

The pathos is so shocking that it breaks the heart:

Lead the knife into a fast, live up to the boy's head!

In this earth-shattering call, Li Xingzhou, who was at the forefront, resolutely stepped forward.

With his bare hands, he pressed towards the forest of knives and guns.

Witnessing the life-and-death decision on the long street, I listened to this earth-shattering call.

The crowds of onlookers, but the crowds were silent, and the people suddenly felt empty in their hearts.

Immediately, a ** spicy and choking blood rushed straight up.

Rushed to the nose, rushed to the eyes, and almost instantly, the tears poured out uncontrollably.

These are the little people who have never been to school for a day.

These are busy every day for the most basic things to eat and drink.

The trivial and trivial people who have lived in life are promoted to the small people.

For the first time in their lives, these most ordinary people in Luoyang felt invisible.

I can't touch it, but it really exists in the air between heaven and earth, a kind of martyrdom.

Even, at least at this moment when their tears burst out of their eyes uncontrollably.

They even felt that this breath, this kind of festival, was even more important than the eating and drinking that made them toil.

For them, who have been weathered and suffered from life.

They don't cry when they don't eat or drink, because they know it's useless to cry.

Because the hardships of life have long dried their tears.

They will only endure silently, work silently to earn and fight.

But at this time, they moistened their already cooled blood and moistened their already dry eyes for the sake of something they could not see, touch, or eat.

They don't know why they're crying.

But they couldn't help but shed tears.

They don't know that people always need a little spirit.

They don't know that there is righteousness between heaven and earth, and it will last forever!

They don't know that the invisible and untouchable thing that makes them cry is called temperament!

They didn't know, but everyone in the torrent of Qingjin was clear, tears were splashing in their bloodshot eyes, and the tributes were already crazy, completely crazy.

Defend the saint and protect the way, what about death?

Lead the knife into a fast, live up to the boy's head!

This is a duel between a hot-blooded warrior and an iron-blooded left feather Lin Wei

It's a battle of flesh and blood

It's a showdown where either the blood will be spilled or one side will retreat

This is a duel between the will and the will to oppress

Zuo Yu Lin Weifeng was transferred out of the camp, and the horse hurried to intercept the array in front of the Qingjin torrent.

After Li Duozuo, who had led the army, let out a sigh of relief, he first turned his head and glanced at the rear.

He was waiting for orders from the rear, since he received the news from Pegasus, the servant of the Gongyuan.

Li Duozuo reported the news to the imperial city without a moment's delay.

Then he beat the drum and gathered the generals, and selected him to lead the troops to come here to complete this exhibition with the momentum of dense clouds and rain.

At the beginning of the exhibition, I saw that the torrent of youth was intimidated by the front of the army.

Under the murderous aura of the sword and spear, it began to show a loose atmosphere.

While Li Duozuo, who commanded the army, smiled proudly, he also secretly complained in his heart that he sent the news to the imperial city of Miyagi too quickly.

There is really some fuss, which inevitably weakens Zuo Yu Lin Wei's edge.

It's just a group of rotten people, and Zuo Yulin's guards will not scatter and flee as soon as they arrive?

Why worry about the Son of Heaven!

Let's wait for this group of corrupt people to flee in all directions, and then spread the victory to Miyagi after the riot in front of them subsides.

What a merit and how much glory should that be?

This heartfelt complaint is not over.

The scholars' chant of "give birth to what I want, righteousness to do what I want, sacrifice life for righteousness" has already sounded, and it has become more and more fierce over and over again.

At this time, Li Duozuo felt that something was wrong.

Standing high on his horse, he couldn't help but look back again.

Why hasn't the order from the rear come yet?

When the torrent of green jin shouted for the third time, it was already a landslide and tsunami, urging the heavens and the earth.

The tragic and lonely anger that burst out from this actually suppressed Zuo Yu Lin Wei's murderous aura.

Immersive, facing the impact of the fierce qi emitted by the torrent of green water.

Then Li Duozuo felt a sudden burst of heat on his body.

The forehead is also dry.

It is clearly a cold spring weather, but there are faint beads of sweat.

It's the third time I've turned back, and the damn order hasn't even arrived yet!

I thought that as soon as the army arrived, those rotten people would scatter and flee.

All they have to do is chase and catch people with eagles and chickens.

I thought that the soldiers pointed out that this riot must be a great peace.

What they want to do is not to go out of the camp and show off their military might.

But now, not only did these rotten people not scatter and flee.

And the more condensed it is, the tighter it becomes, and the momentum is even stronger to the point that it is striking at the eye.

Not only did the riot not last as he had imagined, but it grew stronger.

It has swelled from the previous wildfire to the current blazing oil, and as long as one more spark is added, a single injection of oil will explode.

The damn order still hasn't come!

How will I respond?

What to do?

What to do?

Today, at this moment, when the torrent of Gongsheng collided with the ironclad soldiers