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"Qian Mingguang!"

Huo Quzhi's angry roar resounded all around.

Champion Hou had red eyes, and dragged Qian Mingguang, who was kneeling on the ground and holding the corpse of the old quartermaster and crying, looking at Qian Mingguang's sobbing appearance, and then looking at the corpse of the old quartermaster covered with feather arrows, Huo Qubing was angry, shocking anger!

He came very late, so he didn't know what had just happened, but the scene in front of him almost told Huo Qubing a fact in disguise.

Qian Mingguang was afraid of the battlefield, so he hid behind the old quartermaster, and in order to protect him, the old quartermaster used his old body to block feather arrows for him.......

Although Huo Quzhi didn't know what was going on, his guess was very accurate, and he almost guessed most of it, but it was just ...... It was not Qian Mingguang who took the initiative to hide behind the old quartermaster, but the veteran who took the initiative to give him the chance to survive.

Holding the placket of Qian Mingguang's neck, Huo Qu was furious and roared loudly at Qian Mingguang, who was still crying.

"How many more will you drag to death before you will be willing! Are you going to drag us all to death?! ”

Huo Quzhi stretched out his hand and pointed to the corpse of the old quartermaster, his voice trembled, "Do you know that Old Man Wang has joined the army since Emperor Jing was five years old, and in terms of qualifications, even my uncle is far inferior to him, but now, it is such an ancestor who has fought for my Han Dynasty for decades, and he actually died like this....... 'Cause you're dead......"

Huo Quzhi said this, Qian Mingguang, who was lifted by his hand in front of him, suddenly shook his head, choked up, and cried.

"No, Grandpa Wang...... He...... He ......"

The words that Qian Mingguang wanted to explain for himself rushed to his throat, but he swallowed it back.

How did he explain, how did you ask him to explain, the old quartermaster died because of him!

But Qian Mingguang still said it, and completely told everything that had just happened.

From being besieged by the Huns and almost dying in battle, to the old quartermaster coming to save him, pacifying him, and telling him not to be afraid, and finally ....... He's dead.

Qian Mingguang choked, slowly, and said everything just now, during this time, Huo Quzhi didn't do anything, just listened so quietly, the soldiers around him, including Zhou Xing, went to kill the enemy, so on this battlefield full of corpses, there were only him and Qian Mingguang.

Qian Mingguang spoke, and Huo Qubing listened.

Finally, Qian Mingguang finished crying.

And after listening to everything Qian Mingguang said, Huo Quzhi's eyes also appeared with crystal tears.

"I can't hold ...... now"

You're not moving.

Huo Quzhi turned to look at the corpse of the old quartermaster, looked at his face that still retained a smiling face until death, looked at his withered white hair, looked at the wrinkles on his hands, Huo Quzhi looked up at the smoke billowing sky with tears, Huo Quzhi blinked bitterly, and a line of tears flowed down like that.

At his feet, Qian Mingguang was still holding the corpse of the old quartermaster and crying.

Exhaled heavily, Huo Quzhi shed tears, pursed his lips, and looked at the corpse of the old quartermaster who was held in Qian Mingguang's arms, Huo Quzhi immediately knelt down on one knee, and the long sword in his hand was heavily inserted into the ground beside him.

Bloody fighting, there was a trace of blood flowing on his handsome face, and his hair was messy, but he was still such a heroic champion Hou Huo Quai, and at this moment, he lowered his head that he never wanted to lower.

Facing the corpse of the old quartermaster, with tears in his eyes, he let out a sad roar.

"Huo Qubing will never live up to the trust of Wang Lao!"

You can't hold on, it doesn't matter, but there is still me, and countless hot-blooded men in my big man, Wang Lao, you can rest in peace, open your eyes in the sky, in the future, my big man will not let anyone like you die on the battlefield, because ....... There will be no more wars.

I'm sick, and I'm going to end this battle with my own hands!

After the scream, Huo Quzhi raised his head, refocused his eyes on Qian Mingguang's body, and looked at Qian Mingguang who was still crying bitterly, Huo Quzhi's heart was very uncomfortable.

I just seem to be ...... Misunderstood him, in fact, he ...... It's really good.

Huo Quzhi took a deep breath, reached out and grabbed Qian Mingguang's shoulder, looked at him who was crying with some expectation and said: "Mingguang, don't cry, come with me, follow me to kill the enemy, let's go to avenge Wang Lao and them!" ”

Qian Mingguang, who was holding the corpse of the old quartermaster and crying bitterly, was so crying that he couldn't even say anything at this moment, just shook his head vigorously, the death of the old quartermaster made Qian Mingguang's already scarred heart insert a knife again.

Seeing this scene, Huo Quai's heart sank, and then a loud cheer sounded

He grabbed Qian Mingguang's shoulder, shook it vigorously, and shouted anxiously, as if he wanted to wake up Qian Mingguang, who was in pain at this time, from that terrifying nightmare.

"Don't cry, crying won't solve any problems, Qian Mingguang, Qian Mingguang!"

"Wake up, wake me up!"

"Smack!"

A crisp slap sounded.

Seeing that no matter how he shook Qian Mingguang, that guy ignored him, Huo Quzhi simply didn't do anything, raised his hand and slapped Qian Mingguang in the face, this slap went down, completely sobered Qian Mingguang, and stared at Huo Quzhi in front of him in a daze.

Qian Mingguang stopped crying, Huo Quzhi hurriedly spoke, he wanted to awaken the blood in Qian Mingguang's heart, the fighting spirit in his heart, and everything in his heart, he wanted to make this guy completely crazy, because only in this way could he have a chance to survive on this tragic battlefield.

After being slapped by Huo Quzhi, Qian Mingguang, who was in pain, seemed to be much better, and soon, Huo Quzhi was in a hurry, but at that time, it seemed to him that it was a slap like an initiation of words that poured into his ears.

Huo Quzhi grabbed Qian Mingguang's shoulder, and shouted loudly in the other party's stunned expression, as if he wanted to wake up his soul, "Mingguang, think about Sun Ming!" Think about Elder Wang! Why did they all die? They all died for you! Go, pick up your weapons, rush forward, kill those Huns, take revenge, we want to live to avenge them, Qian Mingguang! ”

Hearing Huo Quai's words, Qian Mingguang once again couldn't control his tears, and his head kept shaking, "I...... I can't....... I'm not as good as them, I'm afraid, I'm a coward! ”

Huo Quzhi scolded, "Fart, do you want them to sacrifice in vain, do they want to see the person they saved by sacrificing their lives to be a waste!" Do you understand, do you understand or not, are you ...... Their hope, bastard! ”

"I'm ...... Their....... Hope ......."

Seeing that Qian Mingguang heard this, his crying immediately stopped, and Huo Quzhi immediately added the last fire to him!

"Do you want to go back to see your parents, do you want to apologize to them for what you did in the past, do you ....... Do you want to go back to see Xiaofei! In the last sentence, Huo Quzhi shouted out with a roar.

It is precisely because of this sentence that Qian Mingguang began to transform.

He muttered to himself as he stared blankly at the ground beneath his feet, stained red with the blood of the old quartermaster.

"Yes, I want to go back alive, I want to go back alive to apologize to my parents, I ...... I want to go back to see "Xiaofei" alive! Qian Mingguang hugged his head, trembling all over, and roared!

"Okay." Huo Quzhi looked excited, "You want to go back, you have to go back to see them alive, so you can't just die, you can't just fall like this, live, live!" Not only for yourself, but also for those who see you as if they were hoping for! ”

"Ahh At this moment, Qian Mingguang raised his head and let out a heroic roar!

In an instant, Qian Mingguang's mind played the past scenes like a slideshow, he saw his parents, he saw Xiaofei, he saw Sun Ming, and he saw the old quartermaster.

He saw Sun Ming, who was besieged and killed by the Huns, and he saw the old quartermaster who was hit by several arrows but still blocked his stubborn figure.

He saw the headless Sun Ming, and he saw the old quartermaster lying in a pool of blood.

Qian Mingguang's body began to tremble violently, and the eyes that were full of sadness and helplessness not long ago turned into blood red at this moment, and the beast-like gasp came from Qian Mingguang's mouth, and the deafening roar resounded through the heavens and the earth!

"I want to live, I want to live back to see them, I want to live to avenge them!"

"Kill!" The roar that shook the heavens and the earth resounded in the nine heavens.

Qian Mingguang jumped up from the ground, his blood-red eyes, crazy and hideous face, rendering him so frightened, and the ring knife in his hand bloomed with a dazzling light.

Qian Mingguang went crazy, he had jumped to the war horse beside him at an unimaginable speed, his legs urged the horse's belly hard, and he swung the ring-headed knife and rushed straight to the nearest Huns.

"Die!"

Like Shura returning from hell, the ring-headed knife in Qian Mingguang's hand was as fast as lightning, and it slashed heavily at the Huns in front of him.

The Huns, who were fighting with the Han soldiers in front of him, only heard an astonishing roar from behind him, and then he lost consciousness.

The huge head flew high in the air with blood, and the viscous blood sprinkled on Qian Mingguang's heroic face, but he seemed to be unconscious, and even a crazy smile appeared on his face!

With this knife, Qian Mingguang slashed very quickly and mercilessly, and even killed his first enemy in the most brutal way.

Immediately afterwards, Qian Mingguang once again brandished the ring head knife in his hand and rushed towards the Huns closest to him.

"Kill! Kill! Kill! ”

One after another, the Huns fell under his crazy knife, and in front of the mad Qian Mingguang, the Huns were like a thin layer of window paper, which shattered when stabbed.

"Poof," the Huns in front of him shot an arrow into Qian Mingguang's left arm, but the madman-like Qian Mingguang raised his hand and pulled out the feather arrow of his left arm and plunged it into the throat of the Huns in front of him!

The Huns slashed him once, and he slashed back with two knives and three knives, and now he could no longer feel the pain, and the endless bleeding wounds on his body seemed to never exist.

Pain, exhaustion, Qian Mingguang can't feel anything, all he knows is to kill, only to live!

Kill, kill, I can't fall, I'm going to live, I'm going to live!

Brother Sun, Grandpa Wang, I'm not a Han person, so I'll never understand your obsession of sacrificing life and forgetting death for the Han, it doesn't matter if I don't understand, I don't need to understand, I just need to do it, from now on, your obsession, your wishes, are all handed over to me to guard, I will complete!

Because....... I am the hope you bought with your life!

"Kill!"

Qian Mingguang rushed into the Huns, opened a killing spree, and the blood-stained sword did not know how many Hun heads were carried.

The boy has finally grown up, from today on, Qian Xiaopang has officially become a thing of the past, bloody fighting, would rather die than retreat, inherited countless soldiers to protect the family and defend the country, nine deaths without regrets, and swore to guard the glory of my Han Qian Mingguang, was born.

........

Looking at Qian Mingguang's crazy appearance of harvesting the heads of the Huns, Huo Quzhi smiled with relief, he finally drove him crazy, hehe.

Champion Hou stood up on the ground little by little, looking at the battlefield around him, and in an instant, a girl seemed to appear in front of him smiling at him, and he seemed to see the scene of the girl crying and saying that she was always waiting for her to come back before leaving.

Just inspired Qian Mingguang, Huo Quzhi was reminding him.

Qian Mingguang wants to go back alive to see his loved ones, and he is not like this.

At home far away, there are still people waiting for him to go back.

I must not fall here, I want to go back, I want to go back to you alive!

Suddenly, Huo Qubing drew his sword to the sky, pointing directly at the several Huns who rushed towards him on horseback in front of him, and a touch of madness also appeared on his handsome faces!

"Meng Yao, I must go back to see you alive and kill!"