Since the beginning of the war, either you will die or I will die.

A total of more than 3,000 soldiers of the Shu army are desperately resisting tens of thousands of Beiyuan soldiers, and the complex emotions of helplessness and chronic waiting for death may only be clear to them.

The blood was mixed with the rain that drifted down, and it looked extraordinarily vivid. The sound of swords and guns cloaking everyone's hearing.

"O my hands! Ah......" In the Jade Xiao Pass, the right hand of a Shu soldier was cut off in the chaos, and scarlet blood erupted, soaking his armor and the entire ground.

Liu Xunji rushed into the Yuxiao Pass with the army, and he rushed into the crowd of thousands of soldiers of the Shu army like an immortal god of war.

Liu Xunji straddled his horse and rushed into the crowd of Shu troops, and shot him fiercely, and then five or six Shu soldiers tightly covered the oozing scars on their necks with their hands.

These five or six soldiers stared at Liu Xunji, who was majestic and domineering on the war horse, with frightened and helpless eyes, and then slowly collapsed and turned into one of the thousands of corpses lying in this pool of blood.

"The territory of my Beiyuan Country, how can you wait for Xiaoxiao to occupy it."

Liu Xunji pulled the reins of the war horse with his left hand, and the war horse immediately raised its front feet and stood upright, and Liu Xunji's domineering and fierce general color was vividly expressed at this time.

The spear swept over, and the spear in Liu Xunji's hand would definitely carry the lives of many Shu soldiers.

The rain still hasn't stopped. The blood was still spilling with the shouts and wails of the crowd.

Looking at Xin Xiongzhuang, the pioneer general handpicked by the Emperor of Beiyuan, he did not take half a step back no matter what he promised to Liu Xunji a few days ago.

Xin Xiongzhuang held a gun in both hands, killed into the crowd of Shu soldiers, and directly stabbed the body of the Shu soldiers with a spear while rushing, running all the way, fighting all the way, and a bloody road on the side of the Shu soldier's stroke was killed by Xin Xiongzhuang.

It's morning, but there's no energy. Everything around the Jade Pass seemed to have turned blood-red, and the yellow sand was soaked with blood.

Xin Xiongzhuang ran towards some of the suppressed Beiyuan soldiers with his spear, hoping to minimize some unnecessary casualties.

Shout!

Xin Xiongzhuang's spear pierced straight into the chests of the two Shu soldiers in front of him, and as soon as he pulled it out, the blood instantly flowed down from the chests of the Shu soldiers, and the two soldiers lost their vitality for some reason.

Xin Xiongzhuang's spear was indomitable, the tip and handle of the gun were all stained with the blood of the Shu soldiers, Xin Xiongzhuang kept waving the spear, stabbing and pumping, sweeping and splitting.

The places where Xin Xiongzhuang passed were all the corpses of Shu soldiers, and at this moment, Xin Xiongzhuang was like a real blood-colored male general.

The surrounding Shu soldiers were shocked by the bravery and ruthless fighting of Xinxiongzhuang, and dozens of Shu soldiers directly surrounded Xinxiongzhuang.

"Kill him, brothers!" Many Shu soldiers were shouting that they were going to kill Xin Xiongzhuang.

"Wait for the thieves, what am I afraid of Xinxiongzhuang!" Xin Xiongzhuang shouted, and the spear danced in front of the Shu soldiers like a dragon, and the tip of the spear exuded a soul-stirring aura.

Dozens of Shu soldiers stood on the ground with swords and spears pointed at Xin Xiongzhuang, but they didn't dare to take a step forward, because they were very afraid that the next person who would be stabbed in the chest by this Xin Xiongzhuang would be themselves.

"Brothers, there will definitely be only one death today, but you can't lose the face of my Shu Kingdom, kill it!"

Then, a soldier mustered up his strength to look up to the sky and roared, and all the Shu soldiers and soldiers around Xinxiongzhuang showed the appearance of seeing death as home.

The dozens of Shu soldiers surrounding Xinxiongzhuang all knew that there was no way out, so even if they were afraid, they couldn't retreat.

As a result, dozens of Shu soldiers fought hard to take their last breath and stabbed the tip of the sword and spear in their hands at Xin Xiongzhuang.

Boom! Boom!

Xin Xiongzhuang swept the spear in his hand at the front row of the encircled Shu soldiers, and more than a dozen Shu soldiers instantly turned into corpses on the ground and lay there.

The blood was so red that it came into view.

Everyone on the battlefield knows that there is no choice but to fight, and only by fighting all the time will there be any hope of survival.

On the other hand, Liu Xunji was more powerful and domineering than Xin Xiongzhuang, he came and went freely among thousands of Shu soldiers with one person, one gun and one horse, and the blood stained on the spear kept dripping down.

Corpses were strewn all over the field, and rivers of blood flowed like rivers.

The battle in Yuxiao Pass has reached a fiery state, and nearly 3,000 Shu soldiers and soldiers have become corpses one after another. How worthless life is at this moment, and human life is the least important thing to cherish at this moment.

"Boom, boom!"

The sound of countless weapons striking and colliding resounded on the battlefield for a long time.

Blood stains and dripping rain mixed together and flowed outside the gate of Yuxiao Pass, like a blood-colored river.

Now as long as one side does not really fall, then the war will not stop.

"Kill! Kill them all. Countless Shu soldiers waved their flags and shouted, waving their weapons indiscriminately towards the Beiyuan soldiers who rushed over, everyone's eyes were already extremely red, and the killing intent was undiminished.

The beating of drums is endless, and the war is endless.

Banner hunting, war drums thundering, both sides are desperately fighting. The blades are constantly colliding, and the blood is constantly flowing......

An hour later, the three thousand Shu soldiers had all become corpses.

The generals of the Shu army were even more bloodstained and confronted Liu Xunji and other Beiyuan soldiers.

"The thirteen generals of the North Abyss, sure enough...... It lives up to its name. Hahaha......" The general of the Shu army looked up and laughed dismally, and then he slowly lifted the blood-stained long knife in his hand.

"One of the thirteen generals is so fierce, what kind of style did the thirteen Beiyuan generals gather in the past? As for the King of the Abyss, who is rumored to be a god, it is even more peerless, I really want to see it! It's a pity that I was born twenty years late, hahaha......"

The general of the Shu army looked at Liu Xunji, there was no hatred in his eyes, only a strong fighting spirit and admiration.

Poof!

Suddenly, the sword flashed, and the general of the Shu army fearlessly stabbed the long knife into his chest.

He has been able to become a generation of generals of the Shu army, and he has done a good job. Even at the last moment, he did not lose a single ounce of the dignity of Shu.

Liu Xunji looked at the blood-colored body of the general of the Shu army who was slowly paralyzed, and Liu Xunji silently inserted the spear gently on the ground.

After a long time, Liu Xunji stared at the general of the Shu army who was half-kneeling in a pool of blood, and ordered hoarsely: "Although he is an enemy general, he is a hero." Let's bury him alive. ”

After the end of the war, many Beiyuan soldiers slowly came back to their senses, and the blood red in their eyes slowly receded.