Zuo Yin swung out with a knife, and the invisible aura gathered around Shen Mufeng, like a whirlpool, absorbing the surroundings fiercely, and under the rolling of the wind and snow, only one after another screams could be heard!

The cavalry on both sides, everyone showed surprise, but the momentum of the war horse charge has risen, and they can't retreat, only forward!

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

……

The sound of continuous flesh collisions continued to sound here, and the flesh wrapped in iron armor was as fragile as paper at this moment!

The cavalry at the front had no choice but to move forward, and there was still a vacant field to come from behind, and after turning the horse's head a little, they left the center of the battlefield to attack each other from the flanks. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

After Zuo Yin swung the knife, he was instantly weak, as if the knife just now consumed the last potential of his whole body, he gasped for breath, his chest kept bullying, and the meridians and blood vessels of his body were like countless ants crawling, sore, numb, swollen and painful, and even the knife was about to be unable to hold it.

"Phew—"

Shen Mu let out a long shout, quickly grabbed Zuo Yin from his waist, and instantly fell to his back, Guo Shixiong took Zuo Yin, and put Zuo Yin in front of him with a smile, "I said Battalion Commander Zuo, you young people still need to practice, don't get up once or twice at a critical moment." ”

Listening to the ridicule in the words, Zuo Yin scolded with a smile: "Brother Guo, hurry up, I have to watch the end of the war with my own eyes!" ”

"Haha, don't worry, this battle is over, don't believe it."

Zuo Yin's heart moved, he turned his head slowly, but saw that after the snow fell on the ground, Shen Mufeng's figure was standing on the ground, a little rickety.

A huge gap suddenly appeared, connecting from Zuo Yin's side to Shen Mufeng's back.

A huge ice cube pierced Shen Mufeng's body.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem—"

He kept coughing, and the blood from the corners of his mouth was constantly flowing.

And the people of the Jiangxi Army, seeing the defeat of the capital, most of them seemed to have lost their last fighting spirit and threw away their weapons in a dejected manner.

If even most of their capitals are defeated, how can this battle be won?

Can you still fight?

Zuo Yin glanced at Guo Shixiong, who understood, slowly drove the horse, came to Shen Mufeng's side, and gently helped Zuo Yin off the horse.

In the surrounding Jiangxi army, there were still people who were unwilling to give up and wanted to recapture Dadutong, but unfortunately, they were just suddenly sent to death.

One moment, everyone's blood was boiling, waving their arms high, and the next moment, they were trembling and full of despair.

The battlefield is ever-changing, cold and unforgiving.

"Plop!"

Shen Mufeng lay on the ground all of a sudden, he looked at the gloomy sky, and muttered, "General Zuo, have you ever seen the great drought in the Western Wilderness?" ”

Zuo Yin was silent.

Shen Mufeng didn't care whether Zuo Yin responded or not, he just continued to talk to himself: "The great drought in the Western Wilderness has killed many people, many people, so many people that there is no place to bury the bones, but most of the people are not starving to death, but in the famine, when they lost order and lost the prestige of the empire, the people killed each other and died, for food, or for the ugliness of their character and brazenly raised their knives, what happened later?" The army of the Jiangxi Army arrived, and the iron blood suppressed the rebellious madmen, which gave the Western Wilderness a peace. ”

"Wow!"

Shen Mufeng spit out a mouthful of blood again, directly staining his neck, the dark neck that was burned by the flames of war was mixed with blood and snow, but he didn't have time to care about these anymore.

"In the current northern land of the empire, the relationship between the Shi clan and Lu Xuanlang, the king of Yan, has deteriorated sharply, and Li Yuanqing, the commander of the northern land, brutally killed four thousand people, why, because there is no order in his heart, he has lost order, and it is still civilians who are damaged, General Zuo, even if it is such a 'Shura Road', do you insist on walking?"

Zuo Yin tilted his head, thought about it seriously, and then grinned: "Order? I don't want such a pitiful order, and I won't want the rebels! ”

He slowly raised his knife above his head.

Just now, the clouds dispersed, and the sunlight shone down through the circular gap, and at this time, it happened to reflect Zuo Yin's shadow and projected it onto Shen Mufeng's body.

projected onto this skinny monkey-like man.

He sneered: "Believe me, power and money are enough to corrupt a person, and when the rebels become rulers, you will become the same as the empire." ”

Zuo Yin looked at him like an idiot: "I'm sorry, that guy Yang Zi'an, it seems that he is not short of money and power." ”

Yes, if Yang Zi'an stays in the Caijun Yang family, then he will be the second head of the Caijun Yang family in the future, looking at the entire empire, even if it is the Shangshu of the six departments, he has to be courteous.

This is the transcendence of the five sects of the empire.

And to have it is not very attached to the pursuit.

Shen Mufeng said: "The rights of the world, the wealth of the world, that is the existence of everyone in the world, he will go to great lengths to protect his rights and protect his money, in the future, I am looking forward to your rebellion." ”

In a word, into a prophecy?

Nobody knows.

Shen Mufeng was still chattering to himself, "When the poor see the rich at first glance, what they think of is often injustice, but almost no one thinks about it, is this injustice due to their own reasons, and they are not interested in understanding how the rich get rich?" General Zuo, the empire already has order, for three hundred years, the world has been peaceful, everyone just needs to live within their own rules, why bother to break the order and make the world chaotic? ”

Zuo Yin nodded, seemingly agreeing with Shen Mufeng's opinion.

Shen Mufeng's eyes lit up, as if he had discovered Zuo Yin's inner wavering, and he smiled kindly, completely ignoring the blood-soaked smile on his face, how terrifying it was.

As long as the seeds of "doubt" can be planted in Zuo Yin's heart, then his lingering breath and groveling are all valuable.

Shen Mufeng inhaled slightly, forcibly squeezed out the last strength of his body, and planned to continue to use the power of his tongue.

"Phew!"

Zuo Yin's arms fell, and the long knife was directly inserted into Shen Mufeng's face, and it was stabbed deep through his mouth cleanly!

Blood splattered.

"Ho-ho-uh-ah, ah-ah-"

The continuous severe pain made Shen Mufeng go crazy, his body was like a lobster in hot water, constantly tumbling, he didn't expect that this Zuo Yin would be so stubborn, and he wouldn't listen to him!

And today's fiasco, how could he be convinced!

He still has a lot of things to do, the afterglow of the empire still depends on him to continue, he obviously has everything under control of the situation in the Western Wilderness, but because of the separation of Qinshan, he has no news of Cangnan, and there is no early warning of the fire tiger attack, so he has this situation.

And Zuo Yin, who commanded all this, was just that Lin Xiuwen's pawn, rampage at the critical moment, fighting without any rules, losing to such a little kid, he Shen Mufeng ...... Unwilling!

"Uh-huh-"

Shen Mufeng stretched out his hand and stretched out to Zuo Yin fiercely, his eyes were as round as a full moon, countless blood were densely covered, and even blood flowed out from the corners of his eyes, and on his forehead, the green tendons burst out like snakes, and the whole person was as hideous as a ghost!

Zuo Yin turned his head, no longer looking at Shen Mufeng's struggle, he left directly step by step.

walked very slowly, but at this moment, the figure of this young man attracted the attention of everyone on the battlefield.

Like a king's royal expedition.

Guo Shixiong smiled, feeling the weight of the gold-backed machete in his hand, and then swung it out.

Chopped off Shen Mufeng's head. (To be continued.) )