Eternal beauty, leave a lifetime of fame.

A hundred years have passed, just at a glance.

"The glory of my thirteen generals in the North Abyss will not be bullied by others!" Asked Zeyu raised his gun and roared, his dark eyes flashing with endless blood.

"Even if you gamble your life, you have to save the dignity that my Beiyuan will lose!" Ask Zeyu raised his arms and shouted, looking at the Shu army killed under the city wall, and roared fearlessly to the sky.

If it was in the first few days, even if he faced 100,000 Shu troops, he would not have any worries when he asked Zeyu. First, because there are enough bows and arrows and boulders in the city, and there are enough resources. The second reason is that the Shu army at that time did not have the fighting spirit and momentum that rushed into the sky like tonight.

But tonight, when that fire burned, Wen Zeyu knew that this battle would undoubtedly be lost, and there would be no other result.

Therefore, ask Zeyu to arrange Xu Muchuan to return to Yicheng and leave this jade pass.

Death is not terrible, it is terrible to tarnish the prestige of the thirteen generals of the Northern Abyss when they fought the world in the past.

"It's just this life, fighting on the battlefield, and going on for years. I asked Zeyu, I have no regrets in this life! ”

The drums are roaring, and the bells are colliding.

The red flames were rising in the sky, the smoke was rising, and the corpses were slowly covering the snow and blood.

"Step on the Yuxiao Pass and raise the prestige of my Liang family's army!" Liang Yongfeng was as hideous as a blood-colored ghost in the fiery red night. The cold light two-bladed halberd in his hand pointed straight at the sky, melting the scattered remnants of snow.

Blood sprinkled all over the Jade Xiao Pass, and the flames burned out the white mist of the sky.

There was a loud bang and fell, and the gate of Yuxiao Pass was finally broken. The city broke into the wolf, and the soldiers of the Shu army were like wolves in the bloody night, killing them one after another.

killed, trembled the earth; Blood, splattered all over the heavens; Roared, shaking away the clouds.

One spear after another, like a scythe that hooks the soul, is constantly harvesting life in the Jade Xiao Pass.

General Blood, lives up to this name. Xin Xiongzhuang held a silver spear in his hand, and in this fiery red night, he killed one bloody path after another: "The humiliation of the past years, you will return it tonight!" ”

Life and death stand in front of the Jade Xiao Pass, especially remember Liu Xunji back then.

A year ago, one person was in the sky, and the person who was splashed with blood in Yuxiao Pass was the thirteenth general of Beiyuan, Liu Xunji.

Now, General Xuexiong has a silver spear, who dares to fight?

"I will die on the battlefield, I will not regret it!" The silver spear of Xinxiongzhuang was fiercely picked up in the crowd of Shu soldiers, and many blood lines were sprinkled in the void together.

Ask Zeyu's temples are like frost, but he can't hide the bloody battle intent in his eyes, and the dark black spear in his hand is extremely dazzling tonight: "Who can ask me Zeyu, a battle?" ”

The answer to Zeyu was just a lot of spear cold light that attacked and killed. It's just that as Wen Zeyu's shot fell, the cold mang that came from the attack was beaten into the endless abyss by him.

Liang Yongfeng rode on the war horse, the cold light two-edged halberd was held high above his head, he looked at Wen Zeyu angrily, and said to himself in a deep voice: "The pioneer of the Beiyuan generals in the past, although he is old, he lives up to the prestige of the year. ”

The cold light flickered in the night, scarlet like a beast slowly devouring the earth.

The blood-colored splendor of the Jade Xiao Pass began, like a stormy wave, rolling up a magnificent momentum.

………………………

Xu Muchuan left from the inner gate of Yuxiao Pass with his front foot, and Liang Yongfeng led the army to kill him with his back foot.

Xu Muchuan looked back and saw a raging fire quietly rising from the Jade Xiao Pass, which burned bigger and bigger, burning all over the sky red: "Yu Xiao Pass...... Jade Xiaoguan ........."

Xu Muchuan closed his eyes, and then after a few seconds of silence, he opened his deep eyes: "Go back to Yicheng." ”

Huo Qingwen withdrew his bloodshot eyes, and followed closely behind Xu Muchuan with dull steps.

In the forest far away from the Jade Xiao Pass, because the dead doctor was seriously injured and could not ride a horse, the enlightened monk could only accompany the dead doctor to move forward slowly, waiting for the dead doctor to heal and recover.

"What's that?" After looking up, the enlightened monk saw the flames in the direction of the Jade Xiao Pass, and frowned and whispered to himself.

Vaguely, the dead doctor sitting in the dark forest opened his eyes as deep as an abyss, looked in the direction of Yuxiao Pass, and muttered: "This battle is difficult to ......."

"Monk, do you have any wine?" The dead doctor's breath slowly eased steadily, turned his head to the enlightened monk, and said hoarsely.

"What? I didn't drink much before, but now that I'm injured, I want to take a sip? The monk pursed his lips with a hint of sarcasm, but he still handed the wine gourd on his waist to the dead doctor.

The dead doctor indifferently took the wine gourd, then opened the mouth of the gourd, and poured down the loess mud and sand.

"Hey, you ......" Seeing the dead doctor's actions, the enlightened monk subconsciously opened his eyes, and his body trembled to stop the dead doctor's "bastard" behavior. However, when the enlightened monk looked at the deep face of the dead doctor, he could only do it after all, and just cried out in great pain in his heart: "The little monk's good wine!" It's a shame that it's just been ruined. ”

After pouring for a few seconds, the dead doctor slowly put the wine gourd to his mouth, took a sip of mellowness, and then looked in the direction of Yuxiao Pass, and said to himself: "Old question, you and I may not see each other again, this glass of wine, let's drink it raw!" ”

I haven't seen the dead doctor's eyes show such a soft and sad emotion for many years, and the enlightened monk who scolded in his heart suddenly sank, glanced at the direction of the Jade Xiao Pass, as if he had guessed something, and clasped his hands together: "Nan no Amitabha Buddha ......"

"The Night Weeping Army...... Dead Doctor...... The dead doctor's brow was stirring with endless emotions, and he looked up at the fiery sky mixed with darkness, and muttered to himself. The experiences of the past years are like a screen movie playing back in front of his eyes......

Recalling the eventful years of the past, look at the splendid country tonight.

The Jade Xiaoguan fought again, and the city was broken and bloodstained. The long-flowing roar and wail centered on the Jade Xiao Pass, slowly spreading out in all directions; The oppressive momentum swept the hearts of countless people.

"The glory and majesty of my Beiyuan general cannot be bullied!" Carrying an inky black spear, surrounded by countless Shu soldiers, Wen Zeyu fought bloodily, raising his head and shouting without fear.

Liang Yongfeng tightened the cold light two-edged halberd in his hand, and kicked the war horse under his crotch fiercely, and the front foot of the war horse raised and snorted. Immediately, the war horse carried Liang Yongfeng and rushed towards Wen Zeyu.

"This general is the son of King Liang, Liang Yongfeng!"

Liang Yongfeng rode on the war horse, and in the blink of an eye, he jumped in front of Wen Zeyu, and the cold light two-edged halberd in his hand poked straight away.