Chapter 11: The Prison Path

If you can stay at the end of the moment, maybe there are regrets, when you are innocent, you go back and forth like a sparrow, and when you build it, you leave before waiting for the result, you want to stay, or take you away.

"The county lord..."

"General Han, please speak up."

Master Han knelt down and burst into tears

"The county lord, the marquis led 50,000 soldiers, and the enemy in the east fought a decisive battle, can not be defeated, the bloody battle is over, please take over the seal of the Houguan of the country, we are willing to fight to the death for the new lord and the generation!"

Everyone in the hall knelt on the ground with their fists clenched, and a strategist Zhong Luo stepped forward

"The county lord is the year of marriage, and now we should marry Baimuzhen in the west as soon as possible, so that we can not only preserve the blood of the old lord, but also retain the official fiefdom of Nanhou, no matter how bad it is, it is better than being taken captive by the son of Donghai Hou on the day of breaking the city."

The crowd was in an uproar

"That's a good point! In order to save his life, he also has to sacrifice the county lord? You thief is so bold! ”

The county lord got up and walked through the noisy hall, wearing a hat and walking step by step in despair, Han Shi followed

"General Han, does my father have anything to say?"

"Back to the county lord, in fact, the old marquis wants the county lord to go to the west, that day the marquis sneaked up on the city to capture the young lord of the East China Sea, so as to force the generations to retreat, but unexpectedly, hey......"

There are a pair of dry eyes in the hood

"Is there any news of Shao Qi?"

"County Lord, Shao Qi handed over the spear cherry in front of the old marquis, all the way to the north, it is estimated that... I guess I was scared to join the enemy..."

A wry smile floated through the hat, with blood and tears in the laughter

"I grew up with him... He has nothing, not even his parents, and he has experienced life and death many times when he practices guns every day, and looking at his unrecognizable body, I hope he will join the enemy..."

The county lord grabbed the gun and ran away crying, the maid chased after him, and Han Shi knelt down and was ashamed.

……

I took the stupid and waited on the main road that must be passed south of the city, not caring what I was waiting for, promising to die for her, to fight for her, or for my selfishness, for my incompetence to be relieved. I used to ask me to read her Xiaoyu, but I never dared to, for fear that my ugliness would scare her one day, so why bother her now

"Who stopped me from the army of the southern expedition! What to do? ”

"Stop the enemy."

The laughter poured like a torrential downpour

"Haha, silver armor, white horse, young age, it's not easy, how many people do you bring?"

"I'm the only one to ride."

"Presumptuous! Watch me cut off your head and feed it to the horses! ”

The veteran who drove the black horse with unkempt hair shouted to kill, I turned around and untied the gun, one hand checked it, held it in a comfortable and balanced position, the back muscles bulged, the body twisted, threw it with all his might, staggered and almost fell down when he got rid of it, and the gun was faster than the feather arrow in an instant, the black horse was frightened to brake the front hooves, the huge bright black pupils in the gun shadow were getting closer and closer, the neighing stopped abruptly, pierced the horse's neck, and also penetrated the veteran's chest, the armor was unstoppable, even the person rode on his back to the ground, the thick blood slowly unfolded in the sand, and the yellow sand could not dilute the color, Because it's too heavy, it's too dark.

"This ...... You... Who are you? ”

They were stunned by the speed of the spear, and the horses in the front row were agitated, instinctively afraid, and frequented on all fours

"It's not going to work."

"Just you? Shoot the arrows! ”

I turned over and got on my horse, ran out, so fast that the feather arrow could only shoot my shadow, holding the reins in one left hand, lowering my right hand and dragging the spear out from the back of the miserable man, even the sand and blood, holding the extreme cold and extreme ice, but for me this ice abyss has long been accustomed to, the sun can brilliantly splendor the armor, the glow does not hit my eyes, I am like a dead man, braving the cold, my eyes are dim, the eyebrows are hanging with white frost, I leap forward and rush out of the gun, piercing the enemy general who had just asked the question, my eyes widened in fear, and my mouth in astonishment did not close until I fell off the horse and faced the sky.

I grabbed the gun with one hand and grabbed a few inches, drew left and right, quickly out of the phantom, the blade of the gun was waved, the sword and the halberd were all cut off, the spear was pointed, the armor was pierced, for a time the corpses were all over the ground, there were stumps still twitching, I felt the blood in the chest coagulated on the horse, bowed my head and roared like a tiger beast, the seven orifices were bubbling with a blue cold, the crotch was stupid, the horse's hooves skimmed and quickly retracted, the head of the horse pretended to be calm and stood still in place, everyone was frightened and trembled, the war horses turned around and ran away, all more than three feet away from me, and the sharp blade of the spear rushed at me in a panic, A bias will step forward

"Wait! My striker general has just been stabbed to death by you, dare to ask if the hero is a human or a ghost?! ”

I looked at my hands, at the gun, at the stupid spilled blood on my mane, at the blood and sand everywhere, and the cold slowly receded

"Like you, life is a miserable man, and death is a loyal and righteous ghost."

"Surrender below, retreat below."

This army returned to the north by the same route and returned to Liaocheng, which originally belonged to the south

I dismounted to touch the clumsy one, but it jumped frantically and retreated, and I saw a deep fear in its eyes, and for a long time it stepped forward and rubbed its head against my breastplate, and it never left me since.

The moon shone on Jin Ling, and my face was bruised, like the bones of a long-dead corpse crawling out of the grave, my eyes were dry, and I stood on the hillock where the moon hung above my head, and my spear was on the ground, and the sharp edge was pointed at the sky. I was like a shadow, like the bloody sand.

Walking on the boat, Yi was on the Watanabe, looking back, and then looking at the shore.