On the battlefield, on the other side of the giant pit, Zhou Jinkang and Wang Xuanhu approached each other and nodded, but before they could say anything, the almost extreme "splitting" aura came one after another!

The hurricane is over, and ten thousand trees are dormant!

It's so domineering!

Flags and guns were disturbed, and countless people squatted down, trying their best to reduce the area affected by the wind, Han Wanfeng was still fighting!

And the soldiers who originally surrounded Zhang Dagou scattered in all directions under such a violent aura. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Zhou Jinkang closed his eyes, felt the breath of the "wind", and muttered, "It's over." ”

Wang Xuanhu rode his horse side by side with Zhou Jinkang, he turned around and hesitated, bit his lip, and arched his hand: "Uncle Zhou." ”

The wind stopped.

The war is over.

Zhou Jinkang looked at Wang Lianhu's face and sighed a little.

The two of them were once bandits in Qinshan, and a year ago, they could still move around from time to time, hunt game, and loot property, and share some with each other. Zhou Jinkang is old, and Wang Xuanhu is young, but they are not much different, so in private, the relationship between the two is not bad.

Looking at Wang Lianhu's hand, Zhou Jinkang nodded, and he, who had been gloomy since yesterday, finally laughed, "Tie Hu." ”

Call each other by.

As for the matter of the old owner of Longma Village, Zhou Jinkang could guess it, but he didn't ask, and Wang Xuanhu didn't say it.

When two people meet, they just call each other by their names.

So much for.

"Huh!"

Han Wanfeng wiped her sweat and suddenly rushed over from the crowd, "Brother Zhou, Shen ...... Shen Mufeng's head was raised high! ”

At this moment, on Han Wanfeng's forehead, there was sweat, and on the armor, the blood was still falling, but at this moment, she was in full bloom!

It's so gorgeous that you can't look at it directly!

There was a hint of amazement in Wang Xuanhu's eyes, he didn't expect that this girl, whom he hadn't seen for a year, would have a new growth.

Zhou Jinkang took off his helmet and let out a long breath, as if his heart was knotted, and there was no longer a heavy burden.

To some extent, he and Wang Lianhu are the same kind of people.

He betrayed Shen Mufeng, who trusted him, and Wang Xuanhu betrayed the old owner of Longma Village, who believed in him.

As for the young man who single-handedly planned the entire layout, Zhou Jinkang suddenly shuddered.

In the world, there really is such a desperate person, which is really terrifying.

Those who are targeted by such poisonous snakes, I am afraid, no one will be able to escape.

The south side of the battlefield.

After Shen Mufeng's head was chopped off, Guo Shixiong hung this blind head on his machete, and raised it high, a helmet unique to the imperial capital, exuding a bright color under the sun.

Clear and eye-catching.

Everyone, there was a moment of distraction.

Some were overjoyed and excited, some burst into tears, and some fell to their knees, clutching the dirt and dirty snow with both hands, and weeping bitterly.

Whether you want it or not, the war is over after all.

With the rebellion of the Western Wilderness throughout the Yongshou period, at this moment, it finally reached an unprecedented height, in just one year, most of the two successive capitals of the Jiangxi Army were all killed, and the fall of Qin County was only a matter of time, without Shen Mufeng in command, facing the righteous army led by Lei Xiaotian, the remaining imperial army was just a dying struggle.

Shen Mufeng, who wanted to subdue the bandits in the Western Wilderness, was dead after all, and it didn't matter whether he was right or wrong in doing so.

Zuo Yin rode his horse and slowly headed north.

Behind him, except for Guo Shixiong, who was carrying Shen Mufeng's head, all the fire tigers knelt on one knee.

And the people of the Jiangxi Army saw the scene that they would never forget.

The young man was in red armor, riding in the winter sun, he was very tired, he was very tired, but the young man's body was as straight as a gun, and in his eyes, it seemed that there was a flame burning inadvertently.

King's Landing.

King's Landing.

At this moment, the boy is the emperor on the battlefield.

The soldiers of the Jiangxi Army looked at each other, but in the end, they seemed to have lost their residual fighting spirit, and they also fell to the ground one after another.

Bow down.

As Zuo Yin advanced, everyone got out of the way and fell to their knees on both sides of the road.

At this moment, he was like the sun, emitting a blazing glow that made it impossible to look at it directly.

At the end of the road, there were still quite a few people on horseback, not kneeling.

Wang Tie Tiger's eyes are as calm as water.

Behind him, the people in Longma Village were a little hesitant and a little cringe, as if they felt a fierce pure battle intent.

Zhou Jinkang, with a complicated face, seemed to vaguely remember the heroic appearance of a certain teenager on the battlefield a year ago.

Han Wanfeng lowered her head, her bangs slightly covered her eyes, not knowing what she was thinking.

And Zhang Dagou, who had a sluggish face, still seemed to be puzzled, not knowing why his brother Zhou wanted to betray Shen Mufeng and Shen Dadutong, who were lenient to others.

Zuo Yin slowly came to the front of these people, he looked at Wang Xuanhu first, although his body was in pain, he still squeezed out a smile and nodded lightly.

Maybe it was Yang Zi'an and Lin Xiuwen who promised something in advance, but Wang Xuanhu didn't sit on the ground and raised the price, but said calmly: "General Zuo's hard work is admirable." ”

After that, Wang Xuanhu dismounted, bowed his head and stood with his hands bowed, and behind him, everyone in Longma Village moved in unison, imitating their young master...... Or the actions of the owner of the village, bow his head and give his hand together.

Zuo Yin turned his head and looked at Zhou Jinkang, like the other party, he also sighed a little.

A year ago, he was an imperial army, Zhou Jinkang was a bandit, and later, he was a rebel, and Zhou Jinkang became an imperial army again, and the trajectories of the two people were so staggered, and at this moment, the two of them were standing on the same front.

Life is sometimes like a dream.

Zhou Jinkang moved his lips, as if he wanted to say something.

Zuo Yin leaned forward.

"Boom!"

On the north side of the battlefield, a loud bang resounded through the world!

With this loud bang, countless roaring sounds kept coming!

Boom Boom!

Like a thunderbolt exploding, a loud bang rolled in!

Approaching quickly!

Zuo Yin's complexion changed.

The people who were still kneeling on the ground suddenly felt shocked in their hearts, and there was a pure aura in the thunderous voice, clean and powerful!

Like a sharp sword piercing the sky, the edge is revealed!

"Boom!"

At the northern corner of the valley, a tall figure suddenly appeared in an instant.

It was a woman with a disheveled head, stepping on the snow with a sword, although she was embarrassed like a dog, but there was a strong meaning of "protection" in her eyes.

Heartless Ten Paths - Guard.

Through countless soldiers, through countless guns and forests, Cui Yingying saw the head that was raised high at a glance, and she burst into tears in an instant.

When I said that I would work together and promise to grow old, why did I go first?

The black-haired man sends the black-haired man, and life and death part.

Cui Yingying raised her head suddenly, and let out the most passionate and sad roar in her life:

"Ah――――――――h

There was a sudden white light on her body.

The meaning of Haoran gradually lingered. (To be continued.) )