In the vast grassland, the shouts of killing were everywhere, the withered yellow grass was dyed blood-red, Zhu Mingyang waved the crow nine sword in his hand and kept waving, if it wasn't for Xu Yue'er who had let himself kill rabbits and livestock before, he really couldn't do it, the blood kept falling on Zhu Mingyang's clothes, and after a while, the white robe was bright red. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Zhu Mingyang has only one belief in his heart, hurry up and make peace with Cuicui, he must live, otherwise he doesn't even understand who killed him, he doesn't want to be a ghost.

"Husband! Where are you? Xu Yue'er protected Cuicui as she shouted as she wanted to retreat into the depths of the grassland, the bright red blood falling on her fiery red coat, but the color was even deeper.

"Yue'er! I'm here! Zhu Mingyang followed Xu Yue'er's voice and finally found Cuicui and Xu Yue'er.

In less than a stick of incense, only a dozen of the more than 100 forbidden troops were still resisting, and most of the forbidden troops were stabbed into a hornet's nest with spears by the Tibetan soldiers. Seeing that Zhu Mingyang and the others were still resisting stubbornly, the Tubo soldiers gradually changed their formation, and after a while, a huge encirclement was formed, surrounding more than a dozen people.

Everyone faced the huge encirclement back to back, Zhu Mingyang clenched the crow nine sword in his hand, and waved hard, the edge of the crow nine sword flew out under a head, maybe the crow nine sword was too sharp, maybe the sword was too fast, after a short period of time, the headless soldier fell down violently, the Tubo soldier was frightened by this momentum, and actually suspended the attack, but surrounded Zhu Mingyang and everyone tightly.

Zhu Mingyang glanced at the black and oppressive Tubo soldiers, it seemed that today was a catastrophe. It's just that other people are suffering from themselves, maybe without this trip, Cuicui is still a fisherman's girl, Yue'er is still living her heroine's life on Chang'an Street, Li Chunfeng is still her squire in the Ministry of Works, Gao Yanyan will still be her female king on the mountain, and these soldiers will still stand guard leisurely in Chang'an.

"I'm sorry, I'm the one who bothered you!" Zhu Mingyang turned to look at everyone, and his words were actually a little choked.

Although Zhu Mingyang's words were short, they were very deep, as if he was saying goodbye to everyone.

"Childe, I, Li Chunfeng, have never regretted following you. In this case, we will have a fish to death! Li Chunfeng, who has always been cautious, also clenched his fists excitedly at this time, looked at Gao Yanyan and nodded, the two had already held the determination to die.

"Husband, Cuicui and I are the same, we have a big scar on the ground, we are not afraid!" Xu Yue'er raised the short sword in her hand.

"Husband, we will be husband and wife in the next life!" Cuicui's eyes welled up with tears.

"No, it's none of your business, they just want me to die! Yue'er, Yanyan, you protect Chunfeng and Cuicui to break through together, I managed to lure them away ......! Zhu Mingyang instructed Xu Yue'er and Gao Yanyan.

Zhu Mingyang understands that it is not difficult for himself, Xu Yue'er and Gao Yanyan to break out, but it is very difficult to protect Cuicui and Li Chunfeng to break through safely, so he can only sacrifice himself in exchange for Xu Yue'er and Gao Yanyan's breakthrough time, after all, this group of people is coming for him.

"Childe, what are you talking about? Are you Li Chunfeng a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death?" Before Zhu Mingyang finished speaking, Li Chunfeng retorted.

"No, I'm not leaving. Husband, do you remember when you promised me that you would take care of me for the rest of my life? Even if I die, I will die with my husband. Cuicui said stubbornly.

Zhu Mingyang looked at everyone, and suddenly felt that death was not terrible, maybe life is only once for people, but Zhu Mingyang thought that this was the only time that life was worth it, with such a beautiful confidant with him, he was fearless of life and death.

"What are you still doing, don't you go up and kill them, whoever can kill Zhu Mingyang will be given a thousand taels of gold." Suddenly, the old man squeezed out of the soldiers and said.

As soon as the old man's words came out, the Tibetan soldiers circled around again, after all, this reward was too tempting. Zhu Mingyang didn't have time to say goodbye to everyone, he said that his eyes were locked on the old man's body, the old man has been participating in the battle, and he has been hiding behind the soldiers during the battle, it seems that this old man's martial arts skills are not very good, the so-called "capture the thief first capture the king", join can successfully subdue the old man, and use the old man to coerce these Tubo soldiers, maybe there is a chance to survive.

Zhu Mingyang's eyes locked on the old man, for fear that he would run behind the soldiers again.

The old man saw Zhu Mingyang's goshawk-like eyes, and a chill suddenly rose up his spine, as if he was the prey in the wilderness, and he could never escape the eagle.

"Come on!" Zhu Mingyang struck a blow and tried all his strength to drive the horse towards the old man.

The horse was sprinting in the encirclement, Zhu Mingyang only heard the wind whistling in his ears, and the Tubo soldiers were stunned by this sudden scene, and by the time everyone reacted, there was already a pitch-black sword on the neck of the old man in the single room.

"You ......" The old man glared at Zhu Mingyang angrily, he didn't expect Zhu Mingyang to come directly at him.

"Who the hell are you? Why do you have to take my life? Zhu Mingyang asked loudly.

"Humph! Do you think you'll be able to live if you kill me? The old man said contemptuously.

"Answer my question!" Zhu Mingyang roared, and he pressed the Crow Nine Sword against the old man's neck, and there was a trace of blood on the old man's neck.

"I ...... I am the great Tibetan Treatise on Tsidor Rodob, and it was Zangpu who asked me to take your life. The old man looked down at the sword around his neck and said.

"The Zampu you are talking about is Songtsen Gampo?" Zhu Mingyang asked strongly.

"Yes, that's him!" The old man said cautiously, for fear that the sword in Zhu Mingyang's hand would miss.

"Nonsense, how could Zampu kill me who ordered me!" Zhu Mingyang glared at the old man angrily.

Zhu Mingyang understood that he had never even seen Songtsen Gampo, how could Songtsen Gampo order to kill him, not to mention that Zhu Mingyang came this time mainly to escort the Garqin Mausoleum back to Tibet, and Songtsen Gampo had no reason to kill himself.

"I, I'm not talking nonsense, if you don't believe me, you can kill me!" The old man closed his eyes with a horizontal face, as if he was testing whether Zhu Mingyang really killed himself.

Zhu Mingyang saw that the old man didn't seem to be lying, and thought that everything was only when he saw Songtsen Gampo talking, and it was the most important thing to break through first.

"You let them get out of the way first!" Zhu Mingyang scolded at Zanxi Ruodobu.

"You're all deaf, don't get out of the way!" Zansilodob scolded at the soldiers.

The soldiers obediently retreated, and a gap was opened in the encirclement. Zhu Mingyang took the opportunity to drag the old man from his horse to his mount, and led everyone out of the encirclement.

"Listen, when we go away, we will naturally let go of your great theory, if you dare to catch up, we will die together on this grassland, to see if our lives are worth anything, or your great arguments are worth their lives." Zhu Mingyang withdrew from the encirclement and said to the soldiers who caught up behind him.

After listening to Zhu Mingyang's words, the soldiers obediently stood in place, and sure enough, they no longer chased forward, and Zhu Mingyang held Zanxi Ruoduobu hostage and led everyone to disappear into the vast grassland......