The rivers and lakes are like that, and every moment and every place flashes from time to time the swords and swords that belong to the rivers and lakes! June is fleeting in such an atmosphere, and then the summer vacation arrives.

The summer breeze blows through the green treetops, gently blowing away the tiresome heat! Zhou Yi hummed a small tune in such an atmosphere, and walked quickly towards the place in the studio, and his thoughts had long since disappeared.

In these days, there are so many things happening on the rivers and lakes that even Zhou Yi doesn't know how to talk about it.

Li Hao's forces that Li Hao finally gathered reined in, and re-launched his troops in Taiyuan under the banner of Jialan Temple, and fought a tug-of-war with Wu Chongye.

Murong Chunqiu was also silent for a long time, and finally took his invincible Xiaoxiang Pavilion to shock the eyes of the entire Jianghu again, and a large-scale uprising of millions of people broke out in the entire Jiangnan within ten days, and the Manchu court was wiped out in the palm of his hand in an instant, and the capital was Suzhou, which was called Nanyan, and held most of the entire Jiangdong and Jingzhou, and the prosperity of the army was even more irresistible for a while!

As for Concubine Tear Ming, the Ming Dynasty King Zhu Jian'an, who was selected by the heirs of Cihang, was not idle, and completely recruited the Nujiao Gang, and when Murong Chunqiu founded the country, he defeated the Southern Yan Water Army several times and blocked an iron bucket defense line on the Yangtze River.

In addition, rumors such as the high-level infighting of Longmen, the alliance between Heluo Central Plains and the Qingzhu Gang in Shuzhong were also very noisy for a while, and the entire rivers and lakes gradually showed a situation of great contention.

Of course, these have nothing to do with our Zhou Yi, if you want to say that it is important, it is better to say that all the disciplines of Zhou Yi this semester have passed!

Hee-hee! Thinking of Zhou Yi, he couldn't help but feel even more refreshed in his heart, and even the steps under his feet gradually became cheerful.

And at this time, in some small corners that no one pays attention to, many small butterflies that can set off monstrous waves are also quietly vibrating their wings.

The situation on the grassland is not very stable, the Turkic and Khitan people, the battle for the hegemony of the grassland has gradually entered a white-hot stage, and even the third major force such as Tibet and Tibet has silently chosen to take sides, not to mention the rest of the small tribes such as the Western Xia and the Hui Hui, black and white, all the grassland tribes are quietly waiting for the victory or defeat between the two behemoths.

And then there are some exceptions, isn't there?

In the north, on the endless Mobei grassland!

The sky was dark, the wind and snow were whimpering, the boundless snow had submerged the entire grassland, and the visibility was barely three meters in bad weather, and the sound of the wind and snow cutting across the cheeks could be faintly heard like a knife blade.

The gaze slowly cruised forward, close to the ground, the corpse and blood came into view, the person died not long ago, but the blood was already cold, and began to condense in the wind and snow.

It's not just a corpse, but the corpse that catches your eye extends out in a variety of different ways, with hands and feet cut off, body pierced, arrows shot into the brain, blood and minced flesh gathered together, and quickly dried and frozen under the boundless snow, the whole scene seemed to be hell on earth.

The flags scattered on the ground show the identity of these people, they are a team of about 300 people of the Great Liao Golden Cavalry, the elite of the elite, it is this army in Yanmen Pass and the Xuanjia Elite Cavalry led by Murong Chui for more than ten years, they are the pride of the Great Liao, the trump card of the million Khitan army.

And then such an army actually disappeared silently in this desert grassland? Can't even find a single enemy corpse on the ground? Is such an enemy a human or a ghost?

The field of vision continued to extend, in the wind and snow, there were still living people in the field, and there were four people running towards the front desperately, they were wearing the clothes of the Liao State, obviously the survivors of the Liao army on the ground, judging from the clothing, I was afraid that the official position was not small.

Their feet kicked up puffs of snow underground, but nothing was visible in front of them, and suddenly, an arrow flew out of the snow. Hearing only a "poof", the man running on the side was pierced by an arrow through his chest, his body flew up, and he fell to the ground with a bang.

In the faint field of vision, a huge silhouette appeared in the wind and snow on the side, and the other three had already run over, but there was no way to escape, but they were afraid that more enemies had come up in a steady stream, they knew very well that this was a signal for the army to besiege and kill, how many times had they slaughtered other tribes outside the fortress in this way, and now it was about themselves.

The man running in the back suddenly stopped, waved the knife in his hand, and looked at the rear, he looked like a Liao general, in this situation, he naturally had his own pride, he looked into the distance and gradually became clear, and shouted: "Who are you!" Which tribe's! How dare you kill in vain?"

Suddenly, the wind and snow swept in, the war horse neighed, and a thunderclap seemed to fall behind him, and at the same time there was the screams of his companions and the sound of his body being crushed into flesh. The moment he turned his head, in front of the side of his vision, the huge black war horse raised his double kicks and stepped on it with a bang, crushing his companion's entire body, and before he could finish his words, something swept through his throat!

He felt the wind and snow stop, and he seemed to fly up suddenly, constantly rising, and even finally he could see his body, and then slowly fell down again, rolling on the ground a few times, fluttering and blinking his eyes twice.

?“ You Khitans, it's over. ”

The man on the war horse condescendingly looked down at the last Liao soldier, like a demon announcing the demise of the Liao State. Soon, more figures converged in this direction, like the entourage of this demon.

When he rushed to kill, due to the obscuration of the wind and snow, until now the Liao soldiers completely saw the people who defeated the golden cavalry on their side, he had already overestimated the strength of the enemy, but when he officially saw it, he realized that his estimate was far from enough.

There were only ten enemies in total, of all shapes, and each of them had that chilling look on their faces, as if they were beasts that chose to be devoured, and they couldn't help but let out a look of surprise when they looked at their prey.

The kind of momentum exuded by them has far surpassed the level of soldiers, not to mention their golden cavalry, even if it is the Diansu guard next to the Great Liao Emperor, or the pride of the Turks, the invincible Jinlang army on the grassland is definitely not worth it in front of these ten people!

"You, what kind of person are you......" Liao Bing spat blood out of his mouth, and his mouth just subconsciously repeated.

"Xiao'er is only ......" The blood is really cold, this is the last voice that General Liao heard, the wind and snow howled, his pupils were dilating, and he couldn't hear the last three words in the wind and snow.

“…… Iron! Wood! True! (To be continued.) )