If the sky had eyes, he couldn't help but shed tears when he saw this scene.

Countless yellow-faced and thin-skinned people of Daqin cried and begged the officers and soldiers guarding the city to open the city gate and let them into the city, but in exchange for a merciless rain of arrows. Once the success will be achieved, for the safety of Qingyang City, necessary sacrifices are inevitable.

Blood stained the yellow sand, and a mother, shielding her young child with her body, had sharp arrows stuck in her back. A sturdy man tried to climb the city wall despite a single effort, but was brutally cut off half of his head by the oncoming broadsword, and his brain was full of brains.

Feng Yaoyang stood on the city wall, his eyes closed, as if he was feeling the breath of death. In front of Qingyang City, where the empty valley echoed and the wind was light and cloudy, now the corpses were all over the field, and the bones were white, and the desperate eyes and hysterical screams were all like a knife, deeply piercing Xu Jun's chest, making him difficult to breathe, and his heart was like a knife.

Wanyan Zongtian's body trembled, and he farted. He sat on the ground, his forehead covered with a layer of cold sweat. Xiao Yu'er curled up, her face bloodless. The flowers in the greenhouse will only be on paper, where have you experienced the cruelty of war. Even though Ah Niu and other teenagers, although they were born slaves, they grew up in the Qiang tribe far away from the war, and they snuggled together in fear, but they couldn't drive away the fear in their hearts.

"Stop...", the heaven-shattering roar exploded in people's ears like thunder. Xu Jun was like crazy and rushed to the battlefield regardless of it. It was probably the craziest thing he'd ever done in his two lifetimes. He did not belong to any side, neither the officers and soldiers defending the city nor the barbarian army besieging the city would show mercy to his men, and his actions were tantamount to suicide. But true heroes are often those who don't think too much about it at critical moments.

"Three Yin Corpse Hand" Xu Jun descended from the sky like a god, blocking in front of countless Qin people. Seventy-two barbarians flew out with their chests clutched, but more barbarians rushed up.

When two armies are at war, unlike a heads-up contest, individual force is not worth mentioning in the face of thousands of troops. But Xu Jun had no choice, he could leave and watch thousands of Qin people being killed. He could have ignored it and waited for the barbarians to retreat before entering the city, but he could not violate his conscience.

The purpose of the war is to let the people live peacefully from now on, not to conquer the city, if he returns to ancient times, he has to behave in the world according to the ideas of the ancients, only for the purpose of winning, ignoring the life and death of the people, and even distinguishing between black and white, right and wrong, then what is the point of his life? Could it be that when you travel back to ancient times, your outlook on life and values can be changed at will, so this kind of person who has no faith still lives in fiction.

Feng Yaoyang aimed at Xu Jun's back, sneered and pulled the Wind God Bow. Xu Jun is a key criminal in the imperial court, as the actual controller of the Baolong clan, he naturally can't let Xu Jun go, as long as his hand is loosened, Xu Jun will suffer from the enemy on his back, and he will be more and less lucky. But after a long time, he slowly put down the Wind God Bow and muttered to himself: "Idiot, does he want to die?"

Feng Yaoyang shook his head, very incomprehensible to Xu Jun's approach, which was completely contrary to the creed that his father had taught him. He hesitated, and motioned to the officers and soldiers defending the city to aim their arrows at the barbarian army, and temporarily stop slaughtering the Qin people who stormed the city gate.

The "Shura Lock Soul Twist" rained blood in the sky, and the arms were twisted into twists, and they were broken inch by inch. Xu Jun was like a mad demon, hysterically launching a battle of trapped beasts. There were more and more brute troops surrounding him, and the clothes on his upper body suddenly bulged and exploded, revealing his strong muscles.

"Ten thousand soul blood bodies, dominating the storm. Invincible and invincible. ”

The blood qi surged, and Xu Jun's body surface was strangely covered with a thick layer of blood qi. Countless spears stabbed at his body, but they couldn't pierce the protection of the blood body of all souls. Xu Jun roared angrily, his body suddenly stiffened, and the spear immediately bent, and countless soldiers holding the spear in their hands bounced into the air. The dense barbarian army fell in an instant. A long knife slashed at his head like lightning, but it shattered into pieces, and the ultimate form of the Ten Thousand Spirits Blood Body was not afraid of any sword and spear attacks at all, except for a few vital points.

"Stabbing him in the eyes and underneath..."There are many masters of the Demon Gate in the barbarian army, and they came up with countermeasures in an instant. Xu Jun sneered disdainfully, revealing Bai Sensen's teeth, jumped up in the air, kicked the head of a barbarian, and then grabbed the feet of a barbarian, and fiercely tore the barbarian in half.

The four masters of the armor-breaking army suddenly jumped up at the same time, waving the chains in their hands, and entangled Xu Jun's legs and feet. At the same time, a shamanic beast soul shaman, who turned into a gorilla, pulled a paw into Xu Jun's crotch, but it was empty.

"The highest realm of the Ten Thousand Souls Blood Body shrinks into the abdomen?" The gorilla opened its mouth wide in surprise, screamed badly, and tried to escape, but it was too late. Xu Jun's limbs suddenly exerted force, and he dragged the four masters who were holding the chains in front of him.

He viciously pinched the throat of an armor-breaking master, and pulled it with both hands, forcibly pulling out the master's throat and tongue.

The other three masters of the armor-breaking army were shocked, and pulled out the scimitar in their waists and wanted to kill Xu Jun under the knife. Xu Jun didn't dodge or dodge, let the scimitar slash at the skin of his body, and suddenly inserted his two fingers into the eye sockets of a master, and took out his two eyeballs.

The screams of killing pigs soared into the sky, and blood spurted out of his eye sockets like rain that didn't want money. Xu Jun was like a killing god who had fallen into the world, with red eyes, he kicked this master out with a cold kick, and instantly hit seventy-two palms, hitting the chests of the remaining two masters.

After solving the four masters of the armor-breaking army, Xu Jun was covered in blood and blocked the way of the beast soul shaman, and punched out lightly, hitting the heart of the beast soul shaman. The nine stacks of waves in the sea, with a total of nine layers of strength from yin to cold, each of which is twice the strength of the previous one, and the body of the beast soul shaman emitted an unimaginable sound of ice cracking, shattering into a pile of ice chips.

The sound of breaking the air sounded, and rows of javelins stabbed at Xu Jun fiercely, but they couldn't pierce the protection of Wan Ling's blood body. More and more barbarian troops rushed towards Xu Jun, and the bloody killing not only failed to stop the footsteps of the barbarian army, but instead aroused the wildness of the barbarian army. The descendants of the wolf, once they see the blood, will only become hysterical, and will never retreat in fear.

Xu Jun took a deep breath and slammed his palm to the ground. The ice lines spread out like spider webs in all directions, and the hideous-looking barbarian army turned into ice sculptures strangely. The vicious eyes were still condensed in their eyes, but they seemed so ridiculous at this moment. The cold wind blew, and a piercing cracking sound sounded, and cracks appeared in their bodies, shattering into a pile of ice in the blink of an eye.

However, after repeated vicious battles, Xu Jun's aura consumption was very large, he half-knelt on the ground, helplessly looked at the barbarian army that was constantly rushing forward, and suddenly roared, like a beast, snatched a long knife, and once again faced the tide of barbarians, cutting off the head of a barbarian with a knife.

The long knife has no traces, bringing up a cold air, Xu Jun has never learned knife techniques, but the world's martial arts, only fast is not broken, his speed is extremely fast, so fast that it is unimaginable, a simple knife, in his hands like lightning dazzling. Unfortunately, beautiful things are often poisonous. In Xu Jun's dreamy sword technique, countless barbarian soldiers were in different places and paid with their lives.

"Young master, we..." On the city wall, several generals turned pale, and suddenly knelt in front of Feng Yaoyang. Zheng Zheng iron bones, hot-blooded men, should be Jin Ge Iron Horse, horse leather shroud, how can he sit back and watch his compatriots fight to the death.

"I know what you're going to say, this is war, you can't be emotional" Feng Yaoyang looked at Xu Jun's back expressionlessly, his eyes were very complicated.

Since he was a child, the great general Feng Potian taught him that war is the game of the emperor, and the people and ministers are just chess pieces. In order to win, no matter how much people sacrifice, they will not hesitate to do so. But at this moment, his life creed was strongly impacted. Before he knew it, a seed had fallen inside him, and one day it would blossom and bear fruit.

"Open the door, let them in..."

"Open the door, open the gates..."

I don't know who took the lead in shouting, what started as a faint cry, and gradually evolved into a shout. The people within the city walls no longer indifferently watched their compatriots fight, no longer only cared about themselves, and shouted in unison. Even the soldiers on the city walls joined in the shouting with their weapons held alof.

The crowd was passionate, the people's grievances were difficult to settle, Feng Yaoyang gritted his teeth, and seemed to have made great determination: "Open the city gate, let the people in, and the whole army will fight." ”

The cheers sounded, and the crazy burning fighting spirit soared into the sky, and even the heavens and the earth trembled. Although the Great Qin Hundred Battles Lion was decayed, under the stimulation of Xu Jun, he once again rejuvenated his fierce side, rushed out of the city gate like a fierce tiger, and fought with the enemy in an instant.

A smile of relief hung on Xu Jun's cheeks, and he knelt on the ground, smiling at the steel knife that was slashing at him. He was afraid of death, but he was even more afraid of losing himself. Faith may be worthless, but it is his most precious thing. He has always believed that no one is perfect, everyone has selfishness, but only if someone insists on justice, then most people will eventually choose to be a good person.

The bald root said with a fierce look in his eyes: "Your Majesty, let the old man kill that kid"

"Morale is lost, even if you kill him, it won't help. In the future, it is not allowed to use this tactic to attack the city again, it is not difficult to defeat Great Qin, but it is not easy to conquer Great Qin. If this king can't treat the people of Great Qin as the people of the Xiongnu, then even if this king wins the world, sooner or later he will be driven back to the wilderness by the people. ”

Mao Dunshan sat on the horse, looking at Xu Jun's figure in the distance, and his heart set off a monstrous wave. When he first met Xu Jun, he had the illusion that this second brother, who was cynical and somewhat neurotic on the surface, would one day become his fierce rival. But how could a true hero be afraid that the enemy would be too strong, and he even looked forward to Xu Jun's rapid growth. If there is no strong enemy, how lonely his life will be, then how can he know how strong he really is.

"His Majesty is eloquent and strategic, wise and wise, and his forehead is willing to follow His Majesty, live and die together, and never turn his back."

The barbarian tribe has always respected the strong, and the bald root looked at Mao Dun, and his admiration was overflowing. He believed that it would not be long before the five barbarian divisions would eventually be unified by Maotun. The strong rise of the Xiongnu has become a certainty, no one can stop it, even if the iron-blooded Great Qin, one day it will fall at the feet of the Xiongnu.

The blood-colored light shattered like a bubble, Xu Jun's eyelids became heavier and heavier, and his hands didn't even have the strength to clench the long knife. He slowly closed his eyes, waiting for death to come.

Feng Yaoyang stood on the city wall, sighed, and suddenly raised the Wind God Bow and shot several barbarians who wanted to get close to Xu Jun. Like a big bird, it floated down from the city wall and landed beside Xu Jun.

"You can really make trouble for this young master, and wait for the head to be cut off with peace of mind." Feng Yaoyang took Xu Jun and withdrew to Qingyang City, he didn't know why he wanted to save Xu Jun. In fact, Xu Jun fell into his hands, which was equivalent to a death sentence. Robbery, kidnapping the princess, and killing the court officials, no matter which crime is enough for Xu Jun to die dozens of times, but he still rescued Xu Jun. Perhaps he didn't even realize it, but before he knew it, his mind was changing, and this transformation was fatal. R1152