The companion of the fallen soldier, also a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy, saw the brother who was still laughing together yesterday, fell under the sword in the blink of an eye, and his face was still frightened and unwilling, he seemed to be crazy, his eyes were full of blood red, he screamed, the empty door was opened, and the long knife in his hand rushed to the opponent desperately, and at the same time he cut down the reckless army, and in the blink of an eye, the opponent was cut to the ground.

Under the summons of the adjutant general, thousands of soldiers under his command let out an earth-shattering roar, like a landslide and a crack, and the sound shook for nine nights. The soldiers rushed away like a tide, the flat-ended spears in their hands, and the fine iron at the tip of the spear emitted a bloody and cold cold light, like a monster waiting for people to drink blood, staring coldly at the chest and neck of the soldiers of the Chenguan Army.

"Phew!"

A cold arrow shot out of nowhere was deeply inserted into the chest of the lieutenant general who rushed to the front, and the lieutenant's body shook a few times, and finally fell to the ground.

Qing Yunfei and Ye Luo were at the front, and Qing Yunfei met two soldiers from Mangyuan head-on, and he waved his hand. The long knife slashed the necks of the two men alive with a gust of wind, and a stream of blood rose to the sky and spilled on his robes.

Seeing this bright red blood, Qing Yunfei trembled slightly, and saw a young sergeant in front of him, piercing the enemy's chest and back, but he was cut through the intestines by the enemy with a knife, and blood and intestines gushed out.

"Ah......h

Qing Yunfei shouted, and with a sharp swing of the mace, he had already cut the attacking enemy army in two.

Ye Luo and his subordinates saw that Qing Yunfei was so brave, they were immediately greatly encouraged, and their combat strength doubled, although they were new army baby soldiers who had just entered the battlefield, they were also inseparable from the enemy, and the casualties on both sides skyrocketed. For a while, blood was everywhere, dyeing such a mountain lake red. Although his subordinates are not weak, but the soldiers of Mangyuan are not afraid of death to rush forward, in less than half an hour, the remnants of Mangyuan soldiers have been lost more than half, even the soldiers and horses of the dust pass, there are also huge losses.

Looking at the young bodies falling one by one, looking at their unwilling eyes and painful faces, Qing Yunfei trembled violently, bursts of blood rushed straight to his head, he felt that he was about to explode, that burning beast blood, he couldn't think of anything anymore, and there was only one thought in his stomach - kill!

"General!

A partial general rushed forward and knelt in front of the adjutant general, his face covered with gunsmoke, dust and blood stains were suddenly covered with tears. Trembling and stretching out his hand, he closed the adjutant general's eyes, the general lowered his head and wiped his tears fiercely, reached out to take the war knife in the adjutant general's hand, stood up and shouted violently: "The adjutant general died in battle, the camp is under my command, brothers, rush!" ”

"It's time to finish!"

Liu Fa slowly closed his eyes, touched the Yuan Knife in his hand that had not been unsheathed for a long time, clasped his fingers on it, and tapped it gently, gradually, the voice became quieter.

The sonic war drums beat in the sky, the shouts of killing were like a landslide and tsunami, and the gray sea of people moved rapidly, converging into a monstrous wave, ruthlessly and fiercely swept away under the city of Mangyuan.

Like the tide, the remnants of the defeated army under the city of Mangyuan were finally all killed, and the blood flowed like a river, and under the city of Mangyuan, there was a red blood. The corpses are piled up, and there are still some people who see that they have reached the end of their lives, but they are still unwilling to stretch their hands into the air, which is a kind of longing for life.

Under the city of Mangyuan, a small leader is wielding a sword, leading his soldiers to fight to the death with the soldiers of Chenguan. Due to the heavy casualties, their defense line has been broken, the army of Chenguan has completely surrounded them, the soldiers of Mangyuan are fighting separately at this time, the open space under the city is full of blood, the corpses of the soldiers killed on both sides are piled up, and the corpses are still increasing, and the battle is extremely cruel and tragic.

The strength of the Mangyuan army was less than 1,000, and 200 of them were holding on to death, bleeding incessantly, and they were about to fall, but they always stood tall and did not let the Chenguan army cross a step, and the rest of the people fought fiercely under the city with the dusty army that kept coming up like a tide.

The Commander gritted his teeth, he was covered in blood, he couldn't tell if it was his own or his enemy, and his face was cut from his forehead to his chin, and his face was covered with blood, making him look like a bloodthirsty demon king crawling out of hell, which was terrifying. The sword stabbed out, and a soldier of the Chenguan Army fell to the ground with a wail, and there was another bloody hole in his arm, and the commander wiped a handful of blood that kept coming out of his face, and glanced at the open space where he was fighting, his face flashed with a bit of despair and heroism.

The soldiers of the Mangyuan Army, now there is only so little left, everyone else has died in battle, how long can the living brothers live?

"Brothers, keep it up! Killing one is enough, killing two and we'll earn it! The Commander laughed as if he had left his last words before he died.

"Kill!"

Although they were physically and mentally exhausted and were about to collapse, the morale of the soldiers of the Mangyuan Army was still like a rainbow. Ye Luo was dressed in dark red armor, holding a spear and standing on a high place, looking at the fierce fighting soldiers on both sides on the battlefield, his eyes were full of complexity.

"Through the ages, how many unjust souls sigh!"

The surrendered people looked at the end of the war blankly, they were shocked by this bloodshed, in order to live, so many people died, is it worth it, they don't understand, they just work for three meals a day, talk about mulberry and hemp in their spare time, mumble a few times when they are busy, everyone is rejoicing, it is not themselves who die, the days always have to pass, maybe among the dead soldiers and their families, but at this time even collecting the corpses has become an unrealistic thing, many people have changed beyond recognition, and no one can distinguish it.

"Is it worth it?

Liu Fa laughed at himself, and then looked at Mangyuan City, where a big flag had been raised, brand new and tall, with a willow character written on it, which was quite domineering.

"Squeak!" With a bang, the gate of Mangyuan City was opened, and Mangyuan finally arrived in the hands of Liu Fan, and grievances and hatreds will end in this small Mangyuan City!

"An welcomes the general into Mangyuan!"

Antonye stood under the city gate, his face was flat, as if he couldn't see the fighting outside the city, the corpses all over the ground, there was no sense of guilt, perhaps, if he opened the city gate, everything would be different, but that was just maybe.

"Good work, Master An!"

The corners of Liu Fa's mouth raised slightly, grabbed the horsewhip, and said more, An Dongye had already held the horse for Liu Fa, and said naturally: "General, please!" ”

Liu Fa smiled, Antonye is a smart person, smart people do things, just to make people comfortable, this lead horse is undoubtedly to show Liu Fa that Antonye, and even the entire An family, will be the only one who will take Liu Fa as the leader.

There is no turmoil, there is no hostility, the whole Mangyuan is just trapped in a kind of depression and sorrow, on the Qingming rain, the green mountains bury the bones of the loyal everywhere, the soul-attracting flags are floating on the mountains, the smell of incense and candles is exuding in the smoke and rain of the city, the paper money is fluttering, soaring, and falling on the unknown hills.