Under the cold moonlight, Tian Li pulled out the boxwood longbow that was as tall as a person, the moon was full like a disk, and the bow was full like the moon.

When the sharp arrow whistled away, the husband who was high on weekdays was waiting for death with his eyes closed, for him, it was really unfavorable, he just came here on a whim, and under the opponent in chess, he happened to have a trick with the Mo family master who guarded the city, who knows, it will attract the disaster of killing, and it is still in the heavily guarded camp. As for the green lion, his eyes narrowed into a slit, and he stared at the sword in Tie Chuli's hand, but his mouth was slightly open, perhaps, for him, this was a great humiliation. And the device that was missing half a nose and rode on a horse, his pupils were deeply inverted, as if a needle was hidden inside, he was thinking about the consequences, obviously, the consequences were unimaginable, because this husband lost is no one else, it is the teacher of Le Ning, the general of Qi State, if the husband loses and dies, Le Ning pinched him to death, just like pinching an ant to death.

Static, moving to the extreme and turning into stillness.

The sharp arrow grazed next to the neck of the green lion, destroying the frenulum on his back, the belt was broken, and before the sword fell, he heard a crisp sound of "ding", sparks splashed, and the iron sword pulled by Tie Qiuli touched the sharp arrow, and the powerful force suddenly broke through the trajectory of the iron sword, and the sharp blade pulled up a blood mark on the neck of the husband, and a trace of blood rushed out. However, caught off guard, the iron sword in Tiechuli's hand flew out of his hand and fell into the reeds along with the sharp arrow.

Hurry, everything came too fast.

The big puff on the back of the green lion slowly fell, like a mess of rags wilted to the ground, but he didn't notice anything, turned his head to look in a daze, and saw that fifty steps away, on a raised dirt slope, stood a long Tian Li. At this time, the strings in Tian Li's hand were still trembling, and his gaze was as cold as ice, and he couldn't help but make the young lion shiver. However, the green lion was a big man who often controlled the life and death of others, and he quickly drove away the inexplicable fear in his heart, and picked up the big coat on the ground, the tie was broken, and he could no longer put it on his shoulders, and he handed it to a soldier. Then, the green lion turned around and said coldly to Tie Qiuli, who had been surrounded by soldiers, "You deserve to die." Then he ordered the group of soldiers: "Kill him." ”

The soldiers rushed up with their halberds, and were about to stab Techuli, who had lost his weapon, to death on the spot.

"Wait, he's my slave."

At this moment, a cold and soft voice sounded. The green lion frowned, looking for a voice, only to see a person walking not far away, his figure is not tall, if there is no armor and the foil, it will look very petite, his pace is as his voice, it looks very slow, but every step is the same, not more than a minute, not less than an inch, his walk to the crowd, the crowd is like water in two, the night wind stirs up his tattered red daze, the moon shines on his bright eyes, he came to the crowd, glanced at Tie Chuli coldly, and said to his husband: "The old man, Frightened you. He turned back and faced the green lion: "My slave belongs to my private property, and you have no right to dispose of him." "Seriously.

The green lion took a breath and said coldly, "He is an enemy, not your slave. ”

"No, he's my slave." The man in the red coat repeated.

The green lion shook his head and said, "No." ”

"Who's to say it's not?"

At this time, a group of people came from the moonlight, and they walked behind the man in a red coat, and the black and thin Gongsun Yibai shook his husband and said, "The old man is frightened." As he spoke, he instructed the two swordsmen beside his husband: "It's not early, please take the old man to my tent to rest, and the tent has twenty years of Qi country old brew." ”

Old instead of dying is a demon, although my husband has just turned off the brink of death, but what kind of character is he, if he is not an old and scheming person, how can he be the teacher of the general of Qi State? I saw that he pressed the blood line on his neck, and took a deep look at Tie Qiuli, his eyes were still frightened, and his body was still trembling, but he put his hands behind his back and strode towards the depths of the camp, saying as he walked: "Gongsun Yibai, if it is not twenty years old, if there is less than one year, the old man will come to you to settle accounts." ”

"Slow down, Boss."

Gongsun Yibai raised his hands and waved at the back of his husband, and after seeing his husband lose and disappear into the dense tent like a jungle, he turned his head slowly, looked at the green lion fixedly, and said with a smile: "Leader, it is true that this person is an enemy, and he is also guilty of holding the boss of the public loser." But now he is our slave. As for why it is different, why don't the chiefs take a look at this place and look around? This is our camp, and the person who saved the boss from archery just now is also one of our people, so tell me, why is he not? ”

Gongsun Yibai, who was as black and thin as firewood, was still smiling, smiling lightly, smiling confidently. However, the surrounding atmosphere changed in an instant, the riverbed and the dense forest were like two cities with strong barriers, and the slope was the dividing line, and on the slope stood a dense group of soldiers, who looked nervously at the green lion and the instrument, holding a bow and a halberd in their hands, but the expression on their faces was at a loss. At the same time, the torches in the riverbed lit up one by one, and in the distance, there were bursts of shouting, followed by the sound of iron armor.

"After I am the Tieqiu clan, my name is Tieqiu ......"

Although Tie Qiu Li is not a nobleman, he is not a slave, and the Tieqiu clan cannot be a slave, the old blacksmith's teaching to him is engraved in his bones, and he subconsciously screams. However, his screams stopped abruptly, and he only felt a flower in front of him, and then his neck was cold, and a strange weapon was already on his neck. The hand holding the strange weapon was white, as white as the first snow, and at the same time it was cold, as cold as winter snow, and the man's voice was even colder: "So far, you have no surname, no name, you are just a slave. If you say one more word, I will cut out your tongue and gouge out your eyes. Feed the birds. ”

"Whew, whew......" Techuli trembled his lips and panted heavily, but he didn't dare to say another word, because those big bright eyes were staring at his tongue, and it was obvious that as soon as he spoke, his tongue would be cut out and his eyes gouged out, and he was not afraid of death, but he was afraid of losing his tongue and eyes, and in that case, life was better than death.

The little blacksmith is young at the bottom.

More and more soldiers gathered at the dividing line between the riverbed and the dense forest under the gaze of the cold moon, the people in the dense forest did not dare to come down, the people in the riverbed waited quietly, the temples of the green lion were rolling with sweat, the tail finger was trembling, and the tail finger was wearing an emerald ring, which was both like a firefly, and like a little ghost fire shaking endlessly, the people in the dense forest stared at the ghost fire, as long as it was raised, then they would not hesitate to shoot the arrow in their hand. As for the consequences, no one thinks about the consequences, and many things are often sudden.

Gongsun Yibai tilted the corners of his mouth to look at the green lions, and behind them, half of the three thousand iron warriors held torches, and half stood like ghosts.

"Tweet, tweet......"

In early autumn, the moon is full, and the fields are full of slaughter.

Even the autumn insects in the riverbed were not lonely, they whispered among the reeds, which was originally a very low sound, but now it sounded so harsh. The green lion couldn't help but look at the grass, but saw the instrument riding on horseback, the blood-red eyes flashed with a strange light, he followed the gaze of the instrument, but saw just to see Gongsun Yibai's neat smile, his tail finger jumped suddenly, slowly turned his head, casually glanced into the dense forest, but his heart seemed to be stabbed by a needle, the sting made him tremble all over, however, the more so, the more calm his expression was, calmly took the big in the guard's hand, and held it in his arms, Covering the emerald on his tail finger, he smiled faintly: "It is indeed the green lion who lost his word, since the big leader said that he is a slave, then he is a slave." Who's to say it's not? Chief, don't you say? ”

"Yes, it's not ......" The interface of the device hurriedly looked at the green lion.

"Of course."

Gongsun Yibai said.

……

The moonlight shone on the crumbling walls, and the night wind blew the heads on the tips of the halberds.

Yu Lie stood in the moonlight, on the city wall.

It is always easier to destroy than to build, more than two months have passed, but this fortress that will never fall is still scarred, and the two sections of the city wall that were burned by fire and splashed with cold water have no time to be repaired, and they are filled with some stones and rotten wood, and they are particularly eye-catching when viewed in the moonlight, like two large patches on a gorgeous robe, which is unsightly. The autumn night breeze was gentle, and it slowly blew across the desolate and endless plains, and along the mountain beams up the city walls, raising the great skulls behind Yu Lie, and at the same time, gently shaking the heads on the tips of the halberds.

A thick rancid smell crept into his nose.

Yu Lie was not a murderer, but he was used to the smell, he pressed the sword tightly on the sword bag, and stared into the distance, the two rows of heads swaying in the wind beside him were like dead lamps with oil. Most of the skulls were dry, with hollow and horrified eyes, but some of them were fresh, still dripping blood, drop by drop. Killing, since the appearance of those Dongyi people, killing has been everywhere. Sometimes, they would crawl in through the two broken walls, doing all kinds of evil, and of course, the end result was that Yu Lie was stuck in the tip of the halberd. Sometimes, they would appear on the plains, slaughtering the scattered civilians and slaves who had not had time to evacuate, like poisonous snakes devouring panicked rats, and at all times, the flaming light horse scouts would slay them like long-awaited goshawks, and then stick their heads in the tips of their halberds.

War, never mercy.

I had to do this, or my head would be stuck in the tip of the halberd, and so would the people behind me.

Yu Lie, you don't have the right to be merciful.

Kindness, like luck, is the path to death.

"Bang bang."

Behind him, there was the sound of shaking and heavy footsteps, and Yu Lie didn't need to look back to know that it was Zicheyu. The middle-aged lord has a wide waist and a wide body, a majestic figure, and he always walks like this, stepping on a pit, when he was at the source of the glacier, it was because he was too heavy, he stepped into the snow pit, and he couldn't pull it out, and he was almost cut off by Di Ren, but fortunately, Yu Lie rescued him.

Zicheyu walked to Yu Lie's side and looked into the distance with him: "Stinky boy, we have no food, if these damn Dongyi don't come, we will starve to death." Where did you die? ”

Yu Lie said: "The enemy and the wind will come at night, how many days has Xingluo been gone?" ”

"It's been seven days, and it's only a hundred and twenty miles from the Tenshii Fortress to Izumo City, even if you take the food slowly, two days back and forth is enough! Xingluo must not have asked for food, then damn Yu Jun wants to starve us to death here! The middle-aged lord gritted his teeth, his eyes were full of hunger and cruelty, he tilted his head to look at the heads on the tips of the halberds, and said, "Most of the civilians and slaves have also run away, but it is better to run away, so as not to waste food." ”

Yu Lie was silent, gritting his teeth secretly, his cheeks bulging.

"Stinky boy, you say, if General Yan is here, how will he deal with it?"

"Old fellow, believe me, the enemy will come soon, believe me, the final victory will only be ours!" Yu Lie looked at Zicheyu without blinking.

"Smack!"

The middle-aged lord patted Yu Lie's shoulder heavily and laughed: "Stinky boy, I'll obey you." Back then, the 80,000 army of Qi suddenly came to Zhongli City, and General Yan only had 5,000 defenders, and Dayong detoured to the back of Zhongli City, and General Yan, who was in a desperate situation, said the same thing as you. Besides, I don't believe you, who do I believe? We all have to go back alive, and when we return to Yanjing, let Fanzi serve you a bowl of good wine! As he spoke, he licked his chapped lips with his tongue.

Yu Lie also laughed, his eyes brighter than the stars in the sky.

"Rolling ......"

At this moment, a strange cry came, and Yu Lie turned his head to look. Under the vast moonlight, a little black approached the fortress.