The sword in Zhao Yi's hand glowed with bloodthirsty light, and everywhere he went, his limbs flew sideways, and one enemy after another fell in front of him, and one voice after another wailed in his ears.

Not far behind him, Guangzhu's figure appeared, and he also killed his side one after another.

The two of them took care of each other, killing the enemy together, the blood had stained the corners of their clothes, and after going deep into the enemy formation, as their physical strength gradually weakened, the fierce sword momentum became weaker and weaker.

Looking back, he saw his own soldiers lying in a pool of blood with screams under the shadow of the enemy's swords and swords, and each soldier had to face at least two or more sieges.

The enemy is strong and I am weak, the battle situation has become a one-sided situation, Zhao Yi's eyes are bloodshot, and he is unwilling.

Gripping the sword in his hand, he was full of evil spirits, and he buried himself in killing the enemy.

Gradually, he also began to suffer frequent injuries, and was slashed by the enemy's knife during several fights. This kind of battle between tens of thousands of people, but he alone could not save the situation.

The dawn is in front of him, but hope is getting farther and farther away, is this how to lose this battle?

But at this critical moment, the earth shook. In the dust, another group of men and horses appeared in the distance, holding high the banner of Zhao State, rushing towards them with shouts of killing, and finally merged into the battlefield to kill the enemy with them.

Zhao Yi looked at this army of 10,000 people in a daze, and his heart was full of doubts.

Where did they come from, he didn't remember that Zhao still had such an army.

It wasn't until Zhao Yi saw an acquaintance, Han Yuchen's second uncle, Han Tao, the person who saved his life in the first place, that he understood everything!

I saw that the man was riding a tall war horse, and he went straight into the battlefield with many iron horses, killed in front of his eyes, stopped, and said leisurely: "Little brother Zhao Yi, don't come unharmed if you don't see you for a few days!"

"What are you?"

"A few days ago, Zhao Qian went to see my eldest brother, and the two talked about the future development of Xixiang?"

Han Tao said: "And my eldest brother agrees with some of Zhao Qian's views, so no, I specially came to help you, now there is no 'Han Dynasty', only the Han family army of Zhao State." ”

Other generals said: "I'll wait a step too late, and I hope General Zhao won't blame him!"

"No delay, no delay, you came at the right time!"

Zhao Yi waved his hand and said, "Now the enemy's victory is only in numbers, but with your joining, there is no advantage for the convenience." Besides, since the start of the war, the other party has exhausted its strength, and your army is still at its peak, I, Zhao Yi, have seen the dawn of victory!"

"Okay! Then let's end this last battle together! Burn the last blood!"

Zhao Yi nodded, used all his strength, and shouted loudly on this killing field: "Brothers, after this battle, there will be no more gunsmoke, peace is in front of you, for the sake of a beautiful country, kill the enemy army!"

Soon, Zhao Yi's words were echoed by the remnants of the army, "Defeat the enemy......!"

The remnants of the remaining army regained after the arrival of a new army

Cheer up, rush towards the evil enemy, and there is a great tendency for the tiger to descend the mountain.

The previous decline was no longer in an instant, and the two sides fought fiercely again.

The situation on the battlefield is changing rapidly, and Zhao Yi's side has shown the appearance of defeat before, but now the enemy army has been pressed and beaten, and the state of the winner is undoubtedly revealed.

In a short time, Han Jiajun and Zhao Yi's army defeated the opposing army, broke the army, and rushed to the enemy's hinterland with a broken bamboo.

"Retreat! Retreat!", Zuo Xiangsheng looked panicked and fled towards Feiyun Pass with the remnants of the defeated army.

Han Tao watched the other party abandon his troops and abandon his armor and flee from the battle, so he said to Zhao Yi: "Little brother Zhao Yi, my army will be handed over to you to command the pursuit, and I still have important things to talk to the people on the city tower." ”

"Okay!", after Zhao Yi responded, he led everyone to continue to chase after the remnants of the enemy.

Han Tao took one person around him and returned to Yancheng and met Zhao Qian, but it is unknown what they talked about.

After seeing Zhao Qian leave, Han Tao's face slowly became ugly, and he seemed to be breathing a sigh of relief in his heart.

His ears still echoed with what Zhao Qian had just said, "Your eldest brother has obeyed me unconditionally, do you still want to resist?" You must know that if a person is too smart, he is often not far from death. ”

"This time, you deliberately postponed the reinforcement time, I can ignore it, but next time, I dare not guarantee that I will have such a good temper. Think about it yourself when you go back, after all, people who keep to themselves tend to live longer. ”

Han Tao's face was a little gloomy, "Old Yun, how does your cultivation compare to him?"

The old man who hid his body in the black robe leaned over and said hoarsely: "It's not comparable, he has already stepped into oneness with half a foot, and the old man is not an opponent." ”

When Han Tao heard this, he couldn't help but be gloomy, "Is it really as he said......"

On the other side, Zhao Yi was chasing the remnants of the enemy with a mighty army.

In the end, in front of Feiyun Pass, they caught up with the enemy again, and the two sides fought again, but all the remnants of the other party had lost their fighting spirit, and killing them was equivalent to sending them to death.

Zuo Xiangsheng didn't care about the life or death of the soldiers behind him, and shouted urgently above the city gate, "Quickly release the drawbridge and open the city gate!"

Click~

As the rope turns, the drawbridge is slowly lowered. One after another, the ten-meter-high gate was slowly opened.

Zuo Xiangsheng and several soldiers who were greedy for life and afraid of death were the first to flee into the pass, and before all the Wei soldiers entered, he hurriedly shouted: "Quickly pull up the drawbridge and close the city gate,"

Then he came to the city gate and commanded the defenders to fire arrows downward.

But the general defending the city looked embarrassed and said, "General Zuo! Our people are still down there!"

Zuo Xiangsheng lifted each other with both hands and roared angrily: "Who is the general!"

"You are!"

"Then you're going to disobey military orders?"

"Don't dare!"

"Then you don't hurry up and release the arrows!"

"Yes!", the general defending the city shouted loudly with a hint of trembling: "The archers are ready to ~ release the arrows!"

Woo Woo Woo ~ Patches of arrows rained down, taking hundreds of lives in an instant, both from their own soldiers and from their enemies.

In the chaotic rain of arrows, I could only hear Guangzhu pointing at the slowly rising drawbridge and shouting, "General Zhao, go in quickly, otherwise you will be blocked from the pass, and it will be difficult to attack it!"

Immediately, he threw away the sword in his hand, raised his shield on his shoulders with both hands, and half-crouched in front of the drawbridge.

Zhao Yi immediately understood the other party's intentions, swung his sword to block a few arrows, used his legs hard, ran in a few steps, and jumped onto the shield set up by the other party.

Just as his feet touched the shield, Guangzhu pushed upward, and Zhao Yi also jumped upwards again, and the two of them used their strength almost at the same time.

With a volley tumbling in the air, Zhao Yi jumped onto the drawbridge, slid down from the other side, and slashed several soldiers who were collecting the drawbridge with his sword, while blocking the huge city gate that continued to close.

When he looked back, Guangzhu had already been shot in the atrium by Zuo Xiangsheng with a hidden arrow, and blood was spilling from his mouth and he fell to the ground.

Until he was dying, he didn't tell Zhao Yi the secret buried in his heart. In fact, he really wanted to tell Zhao Yi that he had no choice but to send someone to assassinate him at that time, but now it seems that there is no chance to explain.

At the last moment when the flame of life burned, he was still muttering a few words, "You must take care of my family."

Zhao Yi felt a burst of sadness in his heart, then turned to anger, and killed the city tower alone, and finally killed Zuo Xiangsheng with a sword.

Immediately, the city gate was opened, and the Zhao army entered one after another, and the enemy soldiers began to disarm and surrender.

The banner of Zhao was hung on the city gate, and everyone was shouting, "Victory~Victory~"

Six standard-bearers stood scattered on the tower, waving the battle flag in their hands.

The chains at the tip of the flag and the small pieces of iron that were wound around them often collided with each other under their swing, making a crisp and exciting sound—the sound of triumph

It is also known as the voice of victory, Zhao Yi has been longing to hear this voice, how many years? Count carefully, it has been nearly five years!

At his age, he should have lived a carefree life. But he fought on the battlefield like a veteran. Looking at his face, he has long lost the immaturity of a teenager, and some are just the vicissitudes that have brought him in the past few years.

Did he complain? Yes, he complained, why can't he be like ordinary people, working at sunrise and resting at sunset? But his sense of mission made him shoulder this responsibility, and he gritted his teeth and persevered.

The six battle flags continued to be waved by the flag bearers, making bursts of triumphant sounds, not only Zhao Yi was immersed in it, but all the soldiers and generals were immersed in it, all the people were red-eyed, tears were faintly revealed, and they were all thinking about their families.

How much has the child who used to be fed grow up? Will he cry out to himself?

The wife at home is looking forward to her return day and night, and the resentful eyes often appear in her dreams, is she doing now?

And the old mother who has withered her years, worried about herself and a little haggard?

Everyone listened silently to the loud sound of triumph.

Zhao Yi closed his eyes, and a dead knot in his heart was untied...

He hadn't really rested in these days, and he was so relaxed, and he fell to the ground with a relieved smile in the sound of triumph.

Before he fell unconscious, he heard a few hurried shouts.

"General Zhao!"

"General Zhao!"

"General Zhao, what's wrong with you!"

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