In the big tent of the Chinese army in the camp, Zhao Guangyi stared at the light in front of him, his face sinking like water.

"Report, the enemy has been killed to the Chinese army."

"Official, please move quickly."

"Your Majesty, for the sake of all things, please leave the Chinese army's tent as soon as possible. In the foggy sky, even if they have the ability to clear the sky, it is impossible for them to find His Majesty. ”

Zhao Guangyi was stunned, and he was still thinking nervously in his heart: "Who will be the enemy?" How many people are there? ”

Khitans? No way. I have thirteen layers of probe horses on the outer line, and when the Khitan army moves, even a team of 1,000 people will not want to pass through the layers of defense without me knowing.

Han Army? No way. If you can attack my own formation, even if you come with the heart of death, you don't want to break through to the formation without 10,000 people, and 10,000 horses and horses ......, where can you hide these days? Besides, it has been more than ten days since I attacked Jinyang City, how could the main force of the Han army be able to resist my army of hundreds of thousands of tigers and wolves if they were not in the city?

My camp was set up in the south of Nanying, which was Li Hanqiong's army, and the enemy was from the east, and Dongying was Dezhao's camp. Dongying ...... Zhao Guangyi secretly took a breath of cold air: "Could it be Dezhao?" No...... He didn't have the guts, he didn't have the ability. Gao Yin is my confidant, Murong Qiu is also my confidant, a supervising army and a deputy general are all my people, and the officers and soldiers of the whole battalion are all my people, how can Dezhao have the ability to instigate them. ”

"Report, the first line of defense of the Chinese army has been broken."

"The official family, the ministers beg Your Majesty, the official family is concerned with the safety of the world, please leave the danger quickly."

"Report, the second line of defense of the Chinese army has been broken."

"It's coming so fast!" Zhao Guangyi stood up suddenly.

"Official, go quickly."

Zhao Guangyi sneered: "It sounds good, let's go?" Where to go? This is my Chinese army camp, in front of ...... It's my hundreds of thousands of troops, who in the whole world can force me to abandon the camp and leave? ”

Zhao Guangyi glanced at the ministers kneeling in front of the imperial case, and said abruptly: "How do you let me go?" Where to go? Ridiculous. ”

Zhao Guangyi left the imperial case, strode to the front of the tent, and shouted: "Take my weapon, I want to see who is sacred, whether it is Jin Ma Chao who can force me to 'cut my beard and robe', or the overlord of Chu who can force me to 'get off the clipper'!" ”

"Officials can't get into danger in person, officials ......"

A bunch of officials stumbled after him, and the generals raised their weapons one after another and rushed to the front of Zhao Guangyi.

Outside the big tent, a group of pikemen and shield soldiers surrounded the big tent of the Chinese army through wind and rain, and densely discharged twenty layers.

"Official, the third line of defense ......"

A person stumbled and screamed, and Zhao Guangyi intercepted: "I have seen it." ”

The man was stunned for a moment, and then he fell to the ground, with a spear stuck in his back, the tip of which had passed through his chest, and I don't know how he managed to break back.

Zhao Guangyi didn't look at him, his gaze had already passed over the densely arranged Imperial Forest Army with a spear bowed down, and looked at the vast fog ahead, where countless killing gods had jumped out, and they came, like a bamboo, straight into the Chinese army.

"Break the formation!"

Countless large guns suddenly flew up in the air, whistling, and threw themselves into the defensive array with a strong wind. These dead men actually threw the only weapon in their hands and used it as a javelin to smash into the defensive formation. At the same time, he kept his feet on his feet, and pounced on the tail of the gun, and pounced on the enemy's sword and gun.

"Puff puff" There was a shocking sound of blades, but none of the dead soldiers who pounced on them screamed miserably, even if they were dying, they used their fists and teeth to attack everything they could touch in front of them as much as possible, this kind of lifeless fighting style immediately shook the last line of defense in front of the Chinese army's big tent.

Then countless dead soldiers rushed desperately to kill, relying on the knives and guns pressed down by their comrades, and relying on the spears they threw to shake the battle array, and carry out a second impact. Regardless of sacrifice, with flesh and blood, pounce on it, and when the spear in his hand is stabbed out with all his strength and pierce everything in front of him, he collides with his body, and uses his body to hit the sword and spear array, and hit the tiger-faced shield with fangs.

Break the formation! Break the formation!

Use the simplest, most direct, most effective, and most tragic way to break the formation!

Kill the past, and you will die! Kill the past, and you will live. To die is to survive, who can fight against those who see death as home?

"Hey! Hi! Hi! ”

The shield array shook a few times, and suddenly fell down, the dense soldiers were pressed underneath, the dead soldiers with guns rushed into the battle array, and the defensive soldiers also pounced on them, countless people were tightly crowded together, and even the swords and guns could not be wielded, and the forbidden army and Liu Jiye's dead soldiers launched a fierce hand-to-hand fight.

Zhao Guangyi clenched the iron rod in his hand, and suddenly smiled when he looked at the nearest enemy who was only a few steps away from him, but was being held by the guards. He smiled and stepped back, then took another step, suddenly turned around, and said loudly, "Go!" Retreat to the camp of Panmei! ”

He was indeed moved by the fearlessness of the enemy who came to see death as if he were at home, and even with his martial arts, if he encountered such a group of madmen who did not want to die, he did not believe that he would be able to win under the attack of his opponent. But the enemy was crazy, so tragic, and at the same time let him see through the enemy's reality: no matter who came, there must be only such a person, and there was no reserve army, no other reinforcements, so they could only make a desperate bet.

Once he understood this, Zhao Guangyi didn't care to avoid it. There is no need for him to do it himself with a group of desperate madmen, these madmen have no second chance, and he still has the capital, so why accompany them to gamble?

He's the emperor, no one deserves to gamble/gamble with him, he should also be the banker.

※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※ shouts of killing in all directions made Zhao Dezhao, who was standing in front of the Chinese army's tent, at a loss. In the fog, it was difficult to distinguish between friend and foe, and the only thing he could do was to restrain his army and try not to cause them to make a commotion, so as not to provoke suspicion himself.

In fact, he can't move if he wants to, his soldiers are Gao Yin's subordinates, he can only give orders through Gao Yin, in this situation, Gao Yin has already put away his respect and tame for his prince and general, and restrain his own army.

Deng Xiu'er walked with the Yangzi banner, and after seeing the banner stop at a camp tent from a distance, she couldn't get close anymore, the places close to the big tent of the Chinese army were the camp tents of the pro-soldiers, even if it was a soldier in this formation, she could only patrol left and right, watching the opportunity.

After a period of confusion, the soldiers of each battalion began to return to their own positions, and the guerrillas scattered and continued to wander would arouse the suspicion of others, Deng Xiu'er could only take the big tent as the center and maneuver around the periphery as much as possible.

When the fog spread, Deng Xiuer took advantage of the fog to quietly hide the big tent, and when she heard footsteps all the way, she hurriedly dodged through the tents, and used her ingenious body to get as close as possible to ...... "Lord Wang!" ”

"Ah, Lord Murong."

Although they have always been at odds with each other, but at this juncture, when he met Murong Qiu, who has always been resourceful, Zhao Dezhao was still relieved, and he felt a sense of relief, he hurriedly asked, "Lord Murong, what happened?" I heard the sound of fighting in the south camp, and the same was in the north camp. ”

Murong Qiudrunk said with a solemn face: "It's also strange to be lowly. Now that it is difficult to see in the fog, we must not act rashly, strictly guarding this formation is the first priority, where is General Zhou? ”

Zhao Dezhao said: "General Zhou has heard the alarm and moved, personally inspected the whole camp, and appeased the three armies. ”

"In this way, I will go to General Zhou to see what happened, and the prince will also return the account for safety."

Murong Qiu was drunk and retreated, and hurried away without waiting for Zhao Dezhao to answer.

"General Zhou, is General Zhou on this side?"

Murong Qiu drunk all the way to the search, shouting loudly, their east camp is the only place that has not been attacked, so the camp is quite stable, Zhou Yin inspected all places, and was about to return to the main formation with two personal guards, when he heard Murong Qiu's drunken voice, he quickly greeted him, and said: "Lord Murong, the last general is here." ”

Murong Qiu was drunk and hurriedly said, "General Zhou, what happened?" Why is there a sound of fighting everywhere, as if the enemy is everywhere? ”

Zhou Yin shook his head and said: "The last general doesn't understand, the sound of the battle is shocking, the drums and trumpets are difficult to hear, the flags are not clear, and now it is a mess, and the only thing the last general can do is to hold the formation unmoved." ”

Murong Qiu drunkenly said: "It's not a way for us to blindly guard like this, we have to send a clever person out to inquire about more accurate news, especially from the official side." ”

Zhou Yin said disapprerovingly: "The official's camp is in the rear, and there are 25,000 forbidden troops guarding it, what danger can there be." ”

Although he said this, Zhou Yin still followed Murong Qiu's drunken instructions, turned his head and said to a guard: "Tiezhu, you go out of the camp, go to the camp to investigate, the fog is heavy, it is difficult to distinguish between the enemy and me, be careful, remember the password?" ”

"Humble remember."

"Okay, go ahead, be smart, and report back immediately if you hear accurate news."

"Yes." Liu Tiezhu ran with his feet up, and Zhou Yin said to Murong Qiu drunk: "Lord Murong, please." ”

"Lord Murong, the prince's side...... Are you alright? ”

Murong Qiu said drunkly: "There is nothing wrong with the prince, the prince has an arrow sore on his leg, where else can he go, naturally he is guarding the big tent of the Chinese army." ”

Zhou Yin smiled slightly, and said vaguely: "Well, that's good, if there is anything that needs the service of the last general, even if you give the order, the last general will definitely serve the work of dogs and horses." ”

Zhou Yin knew that Murong Qiudrunk was a celebrity in front of the official family, and he was also a member of the same faction when King Jin was in the palace, and they were considered a family with each other. But the order he gave was only to make him watch Zhao Dezhao closely and wait for further orders, and the order of the next step has not come down, and now Murong Qiudrunk was sent to the army as a supervisor, he expected that Murong Qiudrunk, as a henchman of the official family, must have a more specific task, this side knock is to help him, if he can climb to the official family's cronies, it will naturally be of great help to his future.

Murong Qiudrunk heard Zhou Yin's vague words, and his heart suddenly moved: "Yes, someone attacked the camp, what a good opportunity this is, how can I let it go?" ”

Murong Qiu covered his lips and coughed twice, looked at Zhou Yin with an incomprehensible look, and said with a smile: "General Zhou is a person brought out by the official family, and he must be loyal to the official family. ”

Zhou Yin was overjoyed and hurriedly said: "Go to the soup and go to the fire, and I will not give up." ”

The smile on Murong Qiu's face became even stronger: "Actually...... You don't need to go to the soup to fight the fire, you just need a small favor from General Zhou. ”

Zhou Yin was flattered and said, "Lord Prison Army, please speak." ”

"Come here with your ears."

"Okay." Zhou Yin hurriedly leaned closer to his ear, Murong Qiu leaned over drunk, and whispered in his ear: "General Zhou, this official only borrows your head for one use, okay?" ”

Zhou Yin was shocked, and subconsciously wanted to move his strength away, but a sharp knife had already sunk into his heart, Zhou Yin looked at Murong Qiu drunk in horror, with a look of disbelief: "Why?" You...... Why? ”

Murong Qiu looked at him with pity and said, "What if...... The camp was not attacked, so how could the official attack the prince? If...... Only one prince died, so how could others not be suspicious? General Zhou, you know, the official family has always cherished feathers, if the deputy general of the battalion is also assassinated, the official family will look better on the face, do you say? ”

Zhou Yin's eyes gradually flashed a touch of suddenness, a touch of anger, he pointed at Murong Qiu drunk, gritted his teeth and scolded: "Murong Qiu drunk, you ...... You...... You old......

Murong Qiu's drunken hand rested on Zhou Yin's saber, slowly drew the knife, and said with a smile: "General Zhou, as a general who sacrificed his life for the country, your family will definitely be properly taken care of, and your son will also be an official, you ...... Just go with confidence......"

Zhou Yinyuan opened his eyes, fell backwards, and the saber came out of its sheath, making a penetrating friction sound.

"You...... You...... You ......"

Another guard saw everything that happened in front of him with his own eyes, he trembled with shock, he took a few steps back, and suddenly fled, Murong Qiu looked at his back with a drunken smile, and when he was about to flee into the fog, Murong Qiu's drunk wrist moved, and the saber whistled out, slamming into the back of the man's heart, the man disappeared into the fog with a terrible scream, Murong Qiu looked around, and quickly dodged away.

When he ran out of the sound more than ten feet away, he heard an exclamation from the place where he was standing: "There are assassins, there are assassins, General Zhou has been assassinated!" ”

※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※ Deng Xiuer touched the front of the big tent of the Chinese army according to her memory, and vaguely saw a person standing in front of the tent, looking south with his back to him, and a flagpole was erected next to him.

Deng Xiu'er stuck to the ground, patiently approaching step by step, there were other guards standing guard not far in front of the tent, if she missed, it would immediately alarm the guards, and she had to get closer.

Murong Qiu hurriedly returned to the big tent of the Chinese army, and Zhao Dezhao hurriedly said: "Lord Murong, can you find General Zhou?" ”

Murong Qiu said drunkly: "The fog is heavy, and it is really difficult to find. Now we have to wait patiently here. ”

Hearing the man's voice, Deng Xiu'er's heart jumped: "Yes...... He? King Chitose of Wei ......"

Deng Xiu'er was shocked, she never expected to come to Yang Hao with hatred to take revenge, but she accidentally broke into Zhao Dezhao's Chinese army.

Zhao Dezhao ......, the man she had secretly loved, for a while, Deng Xiuer's heart was bittersweet and bitter, and she had mixed tastes. All the things that happened after Zhao Dezhao's southern tour of Sizhou are vividly vivid: the blood that shot from his father's throat, the lonely corpse hanging from the beams of the house, the closed door of relatives and friends, and the indifferent face of the only man he liked...... Unconsciously, her eyes were clear, and Deng Xiuer bit her lip and slowly retreated. The revenge of killing her father is not shared, she has no fate with the man in front of her, and she doesn't want to see this irresponsible man again. She only lives for revenge now, she slowly moved away, turned back to him and gave him one last look, just this moment, she was so shocked by the strange scene she saw with her own eyes that her whole body froze, she saw Murong Qiu drunk suddenly approached, and stabbed Zhao Dezhao in the chest. How can it be! Is this a dream?

Zhao Dezhao looked at the knife on his chest that was straight to the handle, and then looked up at Murong Qiu in shock, surprised, disbelief, anger and despair mixed in his eyes: "It's him...... Want you to kill me? ”

Murong Qiudrunk still had a warm smile on his face, and said in a slow voice: "Chitose, as long as the official family acts cheaply, they haven't said what to do. Your death must always be done seamlessly, so that the official family can pick it up clearly, right? You also know that there is enough gossip about the official family......"

Zhao Dezhao said bitterly: "I was so naïve, I thought it was ...... I was able to hide from him, I thought that he wouldn't dare to attack me, I knew that this was the case, I should have supported him in the first place, even if there was only one soldier following me, at least ...... At least you can die vigorously, why ...... Die at your hands like this! ”

"Hehe, Murong actually doesn't want to kill Chitose with his own hands, if you want to kill someone, if you do it yourself, you will be inferior, and it is not smart to kill people with a knife, the most proud means should be to let the person who wants to kill die by himself, such as Deng Zuyang, the prefect of Sizhou, is Murong said something to persuade him to commit suicide, then it is really clean and neat, but it's a pity...... Chitose is too desperate for her life......"

Deng Xiu'er, who was lying on the side of the tent, was shocked, and her eyes suddenly shot out a terrifying light.

Murong Qiu said triumphantly: "Murong can get that Deng Zuyang to commit suicide in a few words, and that stupid person still thinks that he is a confidant of the scholar, hehe...... Stupid people are always everywhere, but his official son is too small, and he is not happy to kill, or the first emperor and the prince ......, hehe, help the official family design to trap the first emperor, and kill a dignified prince with his own hands, throughout the ages, how many people can have such an honor as Murong? ”

As soon as the knife was drawn, blood shot out, Zhao Dezhao shouted angrily, stretched out his hand and grabbed Murong Qiu drunk, Murong Qiu was drunk as early as the moment the steel knife was pulled out, and it flew away like a streamer to the guards not far in front of the tent.

The play, always be done realistically so that it can be hidden from the eyes and ears of others, now there are bursts of shouts of catching assassins in the army, if Zhao Dezhao and the first few guards in the battalion are all killed, this public case will be undoubtedly searchable, how perfect!

In the dark, Deng Xiu'er's body trembled like a dead leaf in the wind, tears blurred her eyes......※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※ Zhao Guangyi was retreating to Pan Mei's camp. Pan Mei is the first general in the Song Kingdom, which is his eldest brother's words of praise during his lifetime. Although Zhao Guangyi killed his eldest brother, his awe and admiration for his eldest brother never wavered, and he believed what the eldest brother said. As long as he arrives in Pan Mei's camp, he believes that this team that is not afraid of death will be able to endure him any longer.

But what he didn't expect was that those enemies paved the way with their lives, and the speed of breaking through the formation was not a few points slower than the speed at which he retreated to the Panmei camp, some people were fighting, some people were shooting arrows blankly, countless swords, guns, swords and halberds were looming in the fog, making it difficult to distinguish between the enemy and me, and the tragic screams kept ringing, and the enemy army was like a ghost, always biting closely behind him, and Zhao Guangyi's steps that were still pretending to be reserved finally became faster and faster.

The neighing sound came and went, the soldiers and horses of Li Hanqiong in the front battalion, the forbidden army of the camp that was forced to return to the reinforcement after breaking the formation, scurrying around like headless flies in the fog, looking for the whereabouts of the emperor, and the lost dead soldiers of the Han Kingdom fought separately, not necessarily when a monster covered in blood and even cut off his hands and legs would burst out of the fog, and attack the enemy in front of him with his weapons and teeth.

The dead soldiers of the Han army in the brigade followed closely behind Liu Jiye, who was full of gunshot wounds, knife wounds, and arrow wounds, regardless of it, and only moved forward. Wherever they passed, the corpses of the Song army were entangled with their corpses, but you could easily tell the corpses of the Han army, all of whom had died with their backs to the emperor's camp and facing the Panmei camp.

They have swords, stabbing knives, and broken spears, but their fatal wounds only come from the front, none of these Han soldiers are deserters, although they are the most humble pawns, whether they are alive or dead, no one will remember their names and surnames, but at this moment, their martial courage is enough to shake the heavens and the earth.

Pan Meizheng led his troops to rush to the emperor's camp, although it was not a good way to go to the aid in the fog, but he had no better choice.

Even if he held the barracks, all the soldiers were unscathed, but if the emperor died on the battlefield, the Song State would be considered a failure, so when he stabilized the interior and eliminated the Yang Hao's troops who broke into the camp and slashed and killed everywhere and refused to retreat, he immediately ordered the deputy general to guard the main formation, and he led a team of men and horses to rush to the emperor's rescue and drive.

Their people and the emperor's guards met in the fog, and the moment they met, the soldiers of the forbidden army who were frightened by the dead soldiers of the Han army were about to rush up to fight with this team that met suddenly, but fortunately, Pan Mei's people shouted their identities all the way, and although the soldiers of the forbidden army were panicked, they could still hear what they were shouting.

Seeing Zhao Guangyi, Pan Mei's heart was put back into his stomach, he didn't say a word, picked up Zhao Guangyi and turned around and left, Zhao Guangyi was overjoyed at first, but he couldn't help but be angry when he saw him behaving like this, and shouted: "I am not old and unbearable, I am very old, go and destroy the rebellious army." ”

Pan Mei held the knife, still holding Zhao Guangyi and walked quickly, and said very calmly: "The enemy army has no way out, and Your Majesty must not afford to lose." The minister is not afraid of death, but only afraid that His Majesty will lose. If His Majesty is not properly placed, the minister will never leave half a step away. ”

Although Zhao Guangyi was angry, when he heard Pan Mei's words, he felt very comfortable, so he no longer struggled, and took the initiative to retreat with him, and the left and right guards followed closely.

"Kill! Kill! Kill! ”

Liu Jiye roared, like an angry lion, he has rich experience in battle, although there are many injuries on his body, but he can always avoid the key at a critical moment, so the injuries are many but not serious, but he killed all the way, because of excessive blood loss, the injury will not be fatal, he is also exhausted, dizzy, and now he just rushes forward instinctively with a strong will, rushing straight forward, and his mind has become blurred.

The soldiers who followed him closely behind him were only more than 100 people left, all of these soldiers were wounded, all of them were panting like oxen, they just instinctively followed their generals, when Pan Mei carried Zhao Guangyi and quickly turned to the rear of the camp, Liu Jiye was stopped by a team of forbidden troops for a moment, and when he killed all the forbidden troops, he could no longer distinguish the whereabouts of Zhao Guangyi, he continued to rush forward, all the way forward, blood smeared all over the ground...... Yang Hao and Cao Yuguang were touching Pan Mei's military camp at this time, Cao Yuguang walked in front, and shouted in fear as he walked: "Where is General Pan Mei?" Martial arts to Wu Yilang Cao Yuguang is here, and the officers and soldiers in the battalion must not be injured by mistake. ”

Pan Mei is a battle-hardened general, Yang Hao saw that someone deliberately provoked the melee of the battalions, Pan Mei naturally saw it, but the soldiers who had fallen into the melee could not be appeased no matter what, the only thing he could do was to mobilize his elite to defend the camp, and the chaos in the camp would subside in the battle, and when he eliminated the crazy rebels, he immediately rushed to the emperor's camp.

Although Yang Hao's side deliberately delayed the time and tried to create opportunities for the assassins who did not know where to come from the emperor's camp, after all, he could not drag it on indefinitely, when Pan Mei's side showed signs of controlling the situation, Yang Hao immediately made a decision, and immediately luckily "found" the musician, restrained the soldiers and horses of the headquarters with the sound of Ming Jin's order, and then asked Cao Yuguang to lead him to communicate with Pan Mei.

Yang Hao was protected by the guards with shields in the middle, and there was a Cao Yuguang in front of him, walking forward cautiously, a blood gourd-like person suddenly flashed out of the fog, with a broken gun in his hand, and stabbed with a loud roar, Cao Yuguang was careful early, for fear of being killed by mistake, when he saw someone break out, he couldn't help screaming, a rolling gourd flashed away, and the bloody man like a mad demon didn't care about him, and continued to rush forward with the broken gun, Yang Hao's two guards raised a big shield and swung away the broken gun. Yang Hao jumped forward with an arrow step, pierced the bloody man's shoulder with a sword, and kicked him to the ground with a flying kick.

That man's strength has long been exhausted, at this time it is the end of the strong crossbow, this fall, the strength of the whole body seems to have been taken away, and he can no longer get up, at this time, a few people covered in blood rushed out of the mist, Yang Hao's guards did not wait for the order and quickly met them, with a shield in one hand and a knife in the other, fighting with them.

Yang Hao jumped forward in one step, stretched out his foot and stepped on the right shoulder of the man on the ground, and stabbed the sword in his hand downward, but when his lightning chasing sword could be stabbed into the throat of the bloody man, he suddenly paused stiffly, and the sword momentum was stunned, because the force was too fast, the blade of the sword let out a dragon groan, and the dragon groan was endless, Yang Hao stared at the person who was stepped on by himself in shock, and his eyes were about to pop out.

Liu Jiye! This person turned out to be Liu Jiye!

Liu Jiye is a hero he has long been familiar with in his previous life, in this world, even if he only sees it once, he will remember the other party's appearance clearly, not to mention that he has seen Liu Jiye in the secret room several times and three times, and wants to persuade him to submit to himself, how can he not recognize his appearance?

Yang Hao was stunned, Cao Yuguang got up, and stepped forward in shock: "Yang Shuai, he ...... Who are they? This uniform...... Yes! They are actually Han soldiers? ”

"yes, he's ...... Han Army! ”

Yang Hao's words fell out of the sword, the sword in his hand was like a poisonous snake, and suddenly handed it forward, Cao Yuguang never imagined that Yang Hao would suddenly attack him, and when the sword passed through his chest, Cao Yuguang still had an unbelievable expression.

Yang Hao pulled out his sword with a swish, Cao Yuguang pointed at Yang Hao, and finally fell to the ground, his throat gurgled and blood foam slowly seeped out from the corners of his mouth, and when the charm in his eyes gradually dissipated, he was still full of doubts: "He...... Why kill me? ”

※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※ "The Chinese army was attacked, Chitose died, Chitose died. ”

A small colonel who rushed to the Chinese army to report the death of the deputy general Gao Yin was shocked to find that the people lying on the ground in front of the big tent of the Chinese army, Zhao Dezhao was impressive, not only the deputy general died, but the main general also died.

Hearing the news, more and more people rushed to come, and the military academies gathered in front of the dead bodies turned pale and were silent. The deputy general Gao Yin is dead, and the crockpot is difficult to break from the wellhead, and the general will inevitably die before the battle, but ...... But Zhao Dezhao is the prince, the prince, and the first emperor, he is dead, how can the official family give up?

"What's the matter? What happened? ”

Murong Qiu stumbled drunk and stumbled, looking at his current appearance, he was simply an old man who didn't know martial arts.

"Chitose! Chitose! ”

Murong Qiudrunk saw Zhao Dezhao's deathless appearance at a glance, and couldn't help but rush up to hug him and beat his chest and cry loudly, Murong Qiudrunk cried, but the faces of those commanders and commanders looked better, no matter how the supervising army was still alive, the main general and deputy general were all dead, the biggest official in the camp was him Murong supervising the army, and the anger of the official thunder was carried by him, and our little officials were much better.

The generals had their own thoughts, and Murong Qiu was drunk and cried bitterly while stroking the corpse, while also secretly thinking: "It's a pity that I couldn't find a few assassin corpses and threw them here, after all, it is not seamless, I can't say it, I have to send these people to the battlefield tomorrow, borrow the sword of the Jinyang Han army, and extinguish their mouths, then it is ......foolproof."

As soon as he thought of this, a huge pain suddenly spread in his body like a tide, he wanted to stand up, but his legs suddenly lost their strength completely, his eyes slowly moved from Zhao Dezhao's body to his chest, in his chest, a sword blade more than a foot long, and blood was flowing down the sword blade to Zhao Dezhao's body drop by drop.

"Who are you? Arrest him! ”

Song Jun, who was surrounded around, watched one of the soldiers among them draw his sword very neatly, and stabbed it into the back of Murong Qiu, who was squatting there crying, without hesitation, and they were almost crazy: what is going on today, they have never fought such a foolish battle in their lives, let alone seen such a strange thing.

They immediately drew their swords and surrounded the mad soldier, and the soldiers behind them raised their spears in response.

The soldier who pierced Murong Qiu's chest with a sword was still standing there quietly, he turned a blind eye to the swords and guns that were everywhere, and just looked down at Murong Qiudrunk quietly.

Murong Qiu bowed drunk, slowly fell sideways beside Zhao Dezhao like one, raised his head with difficulty, and when he saw the delicate soldier in front of him, he was also at a loss, just like the expressions they showed him when he killed Gao Yin and Zhao Dezhao: Why did he kill me? ”

The soldier stared at him silently, and suddenly smiled, and the smile was actually very charming. Then he raised his hand slightly, and as soon as his hand was raised, the colonels and soldiers who were surrounded immediately took a step back vigilantly, but the swords and guns in their hands tightened.

The soldier reached out and took off his tasseled hat and threw it on the ground. Then he tore up the cloth towel that tied his hair, and let the long hair pour down, and then, he stood up straight, pulled his hair, wiped the mud marks on his forehead, and his movements were very elegant, and with a very feminine taste, the Song soldiers who watched his movements quietly suddenly realized: The soldier in front of him was a woman.

The person with long hair is not necessarily a woman, and the person with such handsome facial features is not necessarily a woman, but the person in front of them, they almost intuitively decided: he ...... It's a woman, it must be a woman. ”

"Lord Murong, you don't recognize me, do you?"

Murong Qiudrunk closed his lips slightly, he wanted to speak, but he couldn't make a sound, his pupils were gradually dilating, he looked at the soldier standing there tall in front of him, his figure seemed to be like a fog that gathered and dispersed, but his voice Murong Qiudrunk still heard clearly, although it sounded far and near.

"I ...... is the daughter of Deng Zuyang, the prefect of Sizhou! ”

Deng Xiu'er's pale face slowly bloomed with a flush, she raised her head slightly, looked at the Song soldiers around elegantly, and said loudly: "I killed Murong to get drunk because of ......, it was he who forced my father to death, and my father is not a common enemy!" ”

Murong Qiuzui felt that the last trace of his life was quietly passing through his body, and when he was about to fall into eternal darkness, a self-deprecating thought suddenly flashed in his mind: "The killing games I designed seem to be perfect, such as this one...... It's the same way, this time...... It's finally seamless......"

Murong Qiu's eyes were wide open and he exhaled his last breath, Deng Xiu'er watched him breathe, and a beautiful and moving smile escaped from his lips. She slowly pulled out a sharp dagger from her sleeve, and looked down at Zhao Dezhao, who was lying there quietly.

Zhao Dezhao's father was also killed, but I avenged my father, but he didn't. Who says daughters are necessarily inferior to men?

She raised her long neck like a proud swan, slowly put the dagger on her neck, slowly turned around, and said loudly to the Song army soldiers who had gathered more and more in front of her, and who were not in sight: "My father is a good official." Although he was deceived by his relatives and did some foolish things, no matter how much sewage was poured on him by others, he ...... Really a good officer! ”

The blade slashed, and between the hands and the knives fell, the blood was like a little plum blossom, splashing, and dying......