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"Bang bang."

In the dark night, in the chaotic Hun camp, an extremely piercing sound of gold and iron clashing sounded one after another.

Huo Qubing and King Luhu, the two generals, fought in the camp for more than 20 rounds in a row and failed to distinguish the winner, but they ...... from beginning to end King Luhu was the one who took the initiative to attack, and his golden sword had almost been able to cut off Huo Quai's head several times.

But after all, it was a little worse, and he was missing an arm after all.

But Rao is like this, and by now, Huo Qubing can't even parry King Luhu's onslaught.

The long sword was covered with dense gaps, and terrifying cracks appeared in the sword body, and the sword of the champion Hou was about to be cut off by King Luhu, and he himself was almost unable to support it.

Normally, Huo Quzhi is definitely not King Luhu's opponent, he can't even go ten rounds in King Luhu's hands, but in the current situation, he held on, held on, gritted his teeth, and bled out.

He cannot be defeated, and he cannot fail those who are fighting hard and giving their lives for it.

Qian Mingguang is the hope of Sun Ming and the old quartermaster, and he is not the hope of this 10,000-strong Han army!

The tiger's mouth had already been shaken by King Luhu's golden knife, and even cracks had appeared in his internal organs, and the corners of his mouth were constantly bleeding blood, but the fighting intent in his eyes and the desire for victory had never dissipated.

Huo Quzhi resisted King Luhu sword after sword full of anger, but he had never messed up the sword technique, this king of Hexi was really too powerful, and he was too brave, even in the current situation, his knife was still so indestructible, so no flaws to be found.

It's no wonder that he was once known as the King of the Golden Sword.

A golden knife, it's really powerful!

"Bang!" Another sword impact sounded, and Huo Quai, who swung his sword to block, finally spurted out a large mouthful of blood under the huge force carried by King Luhu's golden sword, and dark red blood beads spurted onto King Luhu's mighty and rough cheeks, and the long sword in his hand was broken in half....... Champion Hou can't hold it anymore.

Huo Qubing fought King Luhu alone, this feels like Zhang Liao fighting Li Yuanba alone, although the former is also brave, but compared with the latter's perverted force against the sky, it is not worth mentioning at all, and the gap between the two is like a gap between heaven and earth.

But it was this Huo Quai, who could be beheaded under the horse in just one round under King Luhu, who survived more than 20 rounds alive, I have to say, it was a miracle.

As a fierce general, how could King Lu Hu not see that the reason why Huo Qubing was able to withstand until now was entirely because of the belief in his heart, or completely relying on a willpower to support his onslaught.

This couldn't help but make King Luhu awe the young man in front of him.

When the mouthful of blood spurted out of Huo Quai's mouth, looking at Huo Quai, who was already crumbling on the battlefield in front of him, King Luhu briefly stopped his attack, because he didn't need it anymore, and with the next knife, he could cut off his head.

Looking at Huo Quai, who was shaking his head on horseback, and his right hand holding the broken sword was trembling vigorously, King Luhu regained his composure and spoke.

"You....... But is it the commander of the Han army, Huo Quai? ”

"Bang bang." The right hand kept trembling, causing the broken long sword to emit a sound like a mournful sword sound.

Hearing King Luhu's question, Huo Quzhi stretched out his left hand quite weakly and held the right hand that was constantly trembling, and it took more than ten seconds for Huo Quzhi's right hand to stop trembling.

Raising his pale cheeks and the corners of his mouth that were still spilling blood, Champion Hou opened his eyes with difficulty, and soon, he shook his head in confusion.

Because his eyes had been beaten by King Luhu, everything seemed to be covered with a layer of white mist in his eyes.

Finally, half a minute later, Huo Quzhi's eyes were much clearer, and the corners of his bloody mouth slowly crossed a trace of arc.

"Yes, I'm Huo Quai."

At the end, the champion Hou added.

"I'm the one who came to take the heads of your four kings of Hexi."

King Luhu's pupils shrank, and he slowly narrowed his eyes, and soon, he smiled, shook his head gently, and said leisurely while looking at Huo Quai, who was already dying, on horseback.

"You can't do it yet, you're too tender, look at you, at most you're a young man in your twenties, you want the lives of our people, it's too crazy."

The blood on his face covered Huo Quzhi's handsome appearance, but at this time, the champion Hou also smiled.

It's age again, I didn't expect that not only his own people looked down on him because of age, but even his opponents were the same, is age really that important?

For others, age is really important, because it represents a kind of ups and downs and accumulation, but for Huo Qu's disease....... Age is just a joke.

King Luhu was silent for a while, and then continued: "But it is undeniable that you are a talent, if you are given enough time to grow in the future, maybe in the future, you will really bring great harm to our Huns, but it's a pity......"

The one-armed King Luhu shook his head rather regretfully, as if he was distressed by the fall of Huo Quai's illness not long after.

Under the premise of the king of Hexi, King Luhu is still a brave general, the general's mind is far from being so complicated, they can express their thoughts and feelings at will, appreciating a person is appreciating a person, whether you are my enemy or not.

King Luhu said softly: "It's just a pity, you still have to lose today, or you still want to die, and this king can't spare your life," King Luhu looked up at the stars in the sky, and the expression on his face was very deep.

"My intuition tells me that if you don't die today, tomorrow, it may be me who will die, our Huns."

"Strangling danger and cradling it is something that each of us should do," King Luhu shook his head regretfully at the end, "It's a pity that you are still so young, if you fight with the two armies of this king in three years, this king will not dare to guarantee victory, alas, you are still too tender after all." ”

"Really? I'm still too young, but King Zhelan just died at my hands? ”

Champion Hou Na's words sounded with a hint of provocation.

Hearing this, King Luhu no longer had the previous blandness, he frowned suddenly, and the golden knife that was originally placed on the side of his body in his hand was also raised involuntarily, and the murderous aura in the eyes of the pair of tigers was uncontrollably surging, and in the next moment, an angry roar sounded.

"You're looking for death!"

King Luhu urged the horse's belly, and waved his knife to Huo Quzhi again, just now he just saw that Huo Qubing was a rare general, so he wanted to have a good chat with him, but this Han general dared to uncover the bloody scar in his heart, it was simply unforgivable!

King Luhu is still a military general in the end, a military general with a very hot temper, Huo Quai's illness angered him, which means that King Luhu will definitely ask him to pay the price of blood.

.......

Looking at King Luhu who was wielding a knife at him, and listening to the wheezing and galloping sound of the war horse under his crotch, Huo Quzhi felt that he was very tired now, very tired, his hands seemed to be filled with lead, he couldn't lift them, and his body seemed to be heavily pressed by a mountain.

The broken sword in his right hand inadvertently slipped from his palm, Huo Quzhi looked up at the stars in the sky, his eyes were illusory, his lips opened slightly, and he muttered quietly.

"No........ No, I really ...... Is it still too reluctant? ”

"This battle ....... Do you still have to lose in the end......."

"Do those people still have to die in vain after all........

"I ...... Can't you go back to see her again? ”

King Luhu had already rushed to Huo Qubing who was looking up at the night sky, in the eyes of King Luhu, Huo Qubing had been beaten into a dead man by him, and he had no power to fight back, only the last knife was missing, and he would completely become a real dead man.

"Suffer death!"

King Luhu's golden sword was raised high and slashed at Huo Quzhi's raised head.

The sound of breaking the air carried by the golden knife whirred in Huo Quai's ears, but the eyes of the champion Hou were still so illusory, as if he didn't know that King Luhu's golden knife had slashed at him.

At this moment, looking at the golden knife in his hand getting closer and closer to Huo Quzhi's neck, and looking at Huo Quai, who had not eased up until now and seemed to have accepted his fate, a smile crossed the corner of King Luhu's mouth.

But at this moment, a faint word came into his ears.

"This battle ....... Do you really want to lose? ”

"Those people........ Is it really going to die in vain? ”

"I....... Is it true that you can't go back to see her again? ”

In the next moment, King Luhu only saw that Huo Quzhi, who had already stepped into the ghost gate with one foot in front of him, suddenly retreated in an instant, and King Luhu saw that Huo Quai's eyes had regained their former brilliance at this moment, becoming so bright and heroic!

But his big knife still fell, but it didn't cut at Huo Quzhi's neck, but his left shoulder, and the sharp golden knife slashed deeply into Huo Quzhi's shoulder, and even almost chopped his shoulder bone.

"Poof." Another mouthful of blood spurted out of Huo Quai's mouth, but now the feeling he gave King Luhu was so terrifying.

Because he's laughing, he's laughing, with a mouthful of blood, laughing maniacally!

The young man who was slashed in the left shoulder by himself, between life and death, opened his blood-covered lips, smiled madly, and the unwillingness in his eyes almost turned into substance!

How can it be so, how can it be so!

"How can they die in vain, how can they let those souls who died in battle not see the victory they bought with their lives!"

"How can I let down the person who has been waiting for me at home!"

"Meng Yao, how can I Huo Quai's illness fall here!"

With three yells in a row, Huo Quzhi was completely insane, and his right hand slammed down the golden knife that was cut into his shoulder, and even, under Huo Quzhi's strength, the golden knife almost sank deep into Huo Quzhi's shoulder.

In the next moment, King Luhu only saw that Huo Quai, who looked like a mad demon, opened his blood-red eyes and let out a deafening roar for the last time!

"In this battle, I will definitely win!"

In the midst of that thunderous roar, King Luhu heard a deep sense of confidence.

As the words fell, Huo Quzhi violently pulled out the feather arrow that was shot into his thigh with his left hand, and the feather arrow left his body, bringing out a splash of blood, and his invincible belief that he would never be defeated, and stabbed heavily at the key to the decisive victory in front of him.

The feather arrow followed Huo Quai's hand, and in King Luhu's stunned eyes, it quickly stabbed into his heart.

In the next moment, the feather arrow pierced King Luhu's heart and pierced through his back.

"Poof." Drops of blood dripped gently from the corners of King Luhu's mouth and dripped on Huo Quzhi's left hand, which he stabbed into his chest with a feather arrow.

Before death came, King Luhu saw the most unforgettable scene in his eternal life.

Huo Qubing in front of him slowly raised his head, and his fierce eyes like wild wolves made King Luhu unforgettable for life.

The blood-stained young general, fierce and full of confident eyes, he said the last word he had heard in his life.

"So it's only you who will die!"