Dragging Helian Yue's already silent body, Jiang Du slowly ascended to the high platform. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info The moonlight shone on his body, shining brightly, he looked at the people fighting in the audience, looked up to the sky and let out a palpitating beast roar, and the soldiers on both sides couldn't help but stop their movements and look at the high platform.

The high platform was empty, a tall and strong figure, standing in place, full of strength and beauty, long light blue hair messy in the wind, a corpse full of armor was carried in his hands.

When the allied soldiers looked suspicious, the tall figure suddenly spoke: "Your commander is dead!" ”

The voice was low and hoarse, but it was like a thunderclap in their hearts.

In the past five years, Helian Yue, the great commander who led them to fight in the east and west, has he been killed now?

The coalition soldiers became a little confused, they didn't know what to choose, whether they wanted to continue fighting!

Kill him and avenge the marshal!

Under the high platform, thousands of guards were stunned and roared, they were not effective in protecting the lord, and after returning to the clan, they had no luck. Rather than this, it is better to kill the half-human and half-beast enemy in front of you, even if you are not defeated, and die in battle, it can be regarded as repaying the favor of the family.

They turned around and swung their swords to attack the high platform, but the coalition forces behind them fell apart at this time, and the commanders of the two countries of the West Island and Rus' decisively chose to lead their troops to retreat after consideration, they were ordered to come, only for the benefit of their own empire, and now that the commander is dead, the opponent is big, they naturally will not stay here, risking their lives to avenge an Assyrian commander.

The Western Island and the Rus' Empire withdrew, and in an instant, tens of thousands of Assyrian soldiers were left on the battlefield of Nuoda, who could not defend themselves against the excited civilians, and the defense line finally collapsed completely. Unable to compete with these civilians, the Assyrians fought and retreated, trying to join up with the soldiers in front of them and then wait for an opportunity to break out.

The guards rushed towards Jiang Du on the stage, ignoring the feather arrows shot behind him, and the soldiers of the Yan Legion naturally did not waste the opportunity and kept shooting with their bows. In just a few tens of meters, it was extremely difficult to walk, and the guards threw down the corpses and rushed to the high platform in front of them.

The tall figure on the stage quickly threw down Helian Yue's corpse, showing a double cone, and constantly stabbed these guards under the cone, just like the ghost of life-seeking under the moonlight.

The guards continued to die, and the dark golden double cone was full of blood, faintly exuding a strange red.

Jiang Du was brave and invincible, and the guards couldn't fight for a long time, so they lifted Helian Yue's body and let him lie flat on the ground, and then stood in a circle, surrounding Helian Yue in the center, and one of the guards said loudly:

"The lord died at the hands of the enemy, our guards are not careful, and we know that it is difficult to escape the blame, and now I am willing to use my body as a grave to follow Jiuquan, so as to live up to the kindness of the clan. This heart is a lesson from the moon! ”

After thinking about it, hundreds of guards swiped their necks with swords, and they all committed suicide.

Jiang Du looked at the guards who were calmly going to death in the audience, his face was expressionless, and the corpses of the guards were scattered in a circle, wrapping Helian Yue in the center, like a huge "flower", which was extremely shocking.

The passionate and melodious war drums and horns disappeared at some point, and the soldiers who were besieging the city suddenly felt silence behind them. They were wondering in their hearts, but suddenly they heard the exclamation of their comrades from the city: "The handsome man is dead!" ”

The soldiers on the head of the city and on the ladder were stunned all of a sudden, and the commander died? How could the handsome man die!

Seeing that victory was imminent, there was amazing bad news from the rear, could it be that Beiyan's 500,000 reinforcements had broken through the rear of the coalition army?

It was like a basin of ice water poured on their heads, making these soldiers' hearts instantly cold and their fighting spirit completely lost.

The Beiyan soldiers, who were fighting with the enemy, were excited, ignoring fatigue and pain, and launched a fierce counterattack on the city.

The remaining Assyrian soldiers, as well as the besieging soldiers, saw the swarming crowd and either died in battle, fled, or surrendered......

As for the Lu Yang Army, which was sent by Helian Yue to the north shore to grab grain, seeing that the situation was not good, they had already run away.

At the end of the battle, the Beiyan soldiers at the head of the city, as well as the civilian army under the city, suddenly woke up from a nightmare, and after standing silently for a long time, they broke out into a landslide and tsunami-like cheers, which lasted for a long time in the sky above the Red Dragon Fortress. The war drums were also beaten again, and a cheerful drum beat was made, and everyone hugged tightly together despite fatigue, either roaring to the sky or crying loudly, expressing their emotions in various ways.

Subsequently, the gate of the Red Dragon Fortress was opened, and a team of Beiyan soldiers with open fires and rods began to clean up the battlefield overnight, clear the enemy camp, treat the wounded, and take prisoners.

The city was lit up with brilliant firelight, Zheng Xiong looked at the rows of corpses on the city with red eyes and a solemn expression, He Jun, Zhang Liangzong, Zheng Kui, and Su Dazhi...... Watching his good brothers leave, Rao is a battle-hardened heart, and he can't help but fall into a deep sadness......

More than one million people on both sides participated in the battle, and excluding the dead, there were nearly 200,000 prisoners of war alone, and if they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, Zheng Xiong, Jiang Liao and others would not have believed that this result came from the hands of 500,000 civilians. They really wanted to ask Jiang Du face to face at the moment, how did he do this, but the Lord Jiang Du in the mouth of the common people was lying on a certain bed at the moment, sleeping soundly.

The Beiyan soldiers could only transport the wounded to the fortress for resettlement first, and then clear out the coalition camp to hold prisoners of war. As for these corpses, they had to be put aside for the time being, leaving them to be disposed of again in the morning. And the more than 600,000 civilians who remained in the hard labor camps will have to wait until tomorrow to have the energy to resettle.

Now, the fortress is extremely tight, Zheng Xiong, Jiang Liao and others are very busy, even Jiang Que'er and other personal soldiers also help those wounded to bandage their wounds, Ji Tieyi, Zhang Tiaoyue, these seriously injured people who have long been unconscious, have already been properly placed, and there are special military pharmacists to take care of them.

Finally, there is one of the biggest troubles, which is the problem of eating. Because of the fierce offensive of the coalition forces, including Zheng Xiong and Jiang Liao, the 30,000 soldiers in the fortress only ate breakfast, and then fought until now, dizzy with hunger, and their stomachs rumbled. What's more, there are now hundreds of thousands of civilians, who also have not eaten.

The more than 300 men in the fortress were so busy that they couldn't finish their meals, even if they were busy until dawn.

Jiang Liao, who was unbearably hungry, was pouring cold water with a water scoop, but suddenly found that those civilians took out an extremely thick piece of something from their arms, broke it and chewed it.

"What are you eating?" Jiang Liao saw that they ate extremely sweetly, smashed his mouth, and asked curiously.

When those civilians saw that he looked young, they thought that he was Jiang Du's "adult" subordinate, so they did not shy away from saying:

"When Lord Jiang Du saw that we had no armor, he baked a cake for each of us, which was thick enough to block weapons, and I could eat two bites when I was hungry."

"You're a pie?" Jiang Liao stepped forward and looked at the things in their hands, a little crying and laughing. The "cake" was shaped like a small pot, almost two fingers thick, and looked like a knight's arm shield.

"That's right! The adults said that this bread not only saves life but also relieves hunger, so it is called a blessing cake! A civilian's mouth was stuffed with bread and his speech was a little slurred, he looked at Jiang Liao, broke a piece of it, and handed it over: "Do you want a piece?" It tastes good! ”

"Yes, yes!" Jiang Liao stretched out his hand to take the cake, couldn't wait to take a bite, chewed it carefully, and then frowned slightly, the first reaction was that it was hard, and there was no taste, and because it was too thick, there was still some pinching inside.

"No wonder you can block the sword!" Ginger Liao tastes like chewing wax.

"What's going on? The taste is okay, right? The civilian asked him as he chewed bread.

"Well, it's delicious!" Jiang Liao looked at the appearance of the civilians gobbling up, and his heart was slightly sour. The taste of this bread is not even as good as that of the nest, but this man has eaten it so sweetly that you can imagine how they have been doing all these years.

"yes, I'll just say it's delicious!" When the commoner heard him say that it was delicious, he smiled all over his face:

"Now, I'll give you another piece, let's eat it!" (To be continued.) )

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