I don't remember what my dad once said.

Lu Zhongsi lay on the ground, looking at the source of the sound with his already swollen eyes, wanting to open his eyes and try hard to open his eyes, but blood and tears blurred his vision, Lu Henian's voice was a light and a faith, so that he couldn't help but exhaust his body and mind to pursue it.

It was his own incompetence that made his family suffer humiliation and a dilemma.

Lu Yixuan choked and sat on the ground with her legs weak and could no longer be contained, Lu Zhongsi was no longer like a human or a ghost, she remembered that her eldest brother was once very afraid of pain, and he could howl for a few days and nights with a slight twist of his fingers, but now, the sword and sword shadow forced the back to be as hard as jade, like a green snow pine that could not be bent, and his eyes were full of self-blame and guilt, which was the guilt of being a son to his father and the family in the past ten years.

Lu Zhongsi wanted to open his mouth but only a few words appeared weakly, and as soon as he spoke, bloody foam continued to flow from his mouth: "Nanping Lu family...... Only killed in battle, no, not captured. "Father's aphorisms and teachings from childhood to adulthood, Lu Zhongsi has never forgotten it, as if at this moment he knew his own ending, listened to his father's sentence, did not unwilling, did not complain, he moved the corner of his eyes with difficulty, and fell on Lu Yixuan, "Ah Yu...... Big brother, big brother didn't embarrass the Lu family...... "He choked and drank hard, wanting to explain something, but the corners of his mouth froze in mid-air, the faint look in his eyes was fleeting, his whole body twitched slightly, and there was no more sound.

Le Muqin hurriedly stretched out his hand and dragged Lu Zhonghe, only to see that the kid was holding a sharp arrow in his hand that had pierced his heart, and it was the arrow that Lu Henian shot to shatter the gold plate.

Lu Zhonghei, dead, died in front of Wei Guogong and Lu Yixuan.

Many soldiers in the Beirong camp were stunned and shocked on the spot, what a little scholar, he had such a tough temperament.

Lu Yixuan was frightened, her mind was blank, and before she could recover from the scene in front of her, she asked her father to force herself up.

"Don't kneel." Lu Henian was in a deep voice, trembling suppressed.

"Don't cry." If the tear does not fall, it is not allowed to fall again.

He commanded, he scolded.

The dead do not need to mourn, the children of the Lu family will choose to make the greatest sacrifice, just like him.

Lu Henian's gaze crossed Le Muqin's camp, and floated along the line of heaven and earth to a distant place where he could not see blood and tears, and he didn't even glance at his cold-boned child.

"Ruthless." Le Muqin said that after Lu Henian was ridiculed and humiliated by cold eyes, he was more powerful and more indifferent for ten years.

Kneeling, begging for mercy, disarming and surrendering, but they are all wishful thinking.

would rather die than give in - when Lu Henian stands in front of the army, he must unite as one, and every inch of fragility and soft-heartedness are fatal wounds.

Le Muqin wrung off the grit on his beard, enough of the good show, enough of playing, it was the turn of the main master, he brushed the animal skin and the Beirong soldiers behind him raised their golden swords, even if hundreds of Yan people were brave and good at fighting, they would have no chance of winning, and today, they would have to pay for their blood debts.

"Brothers, those who have the first rank of Lu Henian will be rewarded with a thousand heads of cattle and sheep!" Le Muqin raised his hammer and shouted, but before he could finish speaking, he suddenly heard a galloping horse's hooves rushing into the front of the camp, and the little animal skin soldier fell off his horse and crawled with him.

"Report, General Baolemu, Beichuan found that an army of 1,000 people is attacking the camp!"

"What?!" Le Muqin was shocked and brought the soldiers forward, "Whose army?" "There are even thousands of soldiers marching in this desert, could it be the vulnerable Yu Clan?

"Yes, it's the Great Yan army, it must have lurked through the Yu Clan's He Yu Dao!"

Le Muqin's brain moved quickly, his eyes rolled twice, and he suddenly realized: "Lu Henian, you dare to exchange your son's life!" The burly barbarian was furious, and the copper hammer smashed on the bonfire, and the sparks flew up.

In the dry gale, with a hula, Lu Zhonghe's bones were unexpectedly connected with the campfire.

"Lao Tzu makes you unable to collect the corpse!" Burn, burn!

Le Muqin shouted angrily, a long dragon suddenly appeared on the other side of the ridge, and in an instant, the noisy sound of rushing and killing had been drowned in everyone's ears, thousands of troops and horses swarmed down from the ridge, and the fierce enemy was in front of him, why should he stay for a long time!

Lu Yixuan only saw the flag raised high in the wind, with the word "Su" inscribed, this is indeed Dayan's soldiers and horses, but it is not the Jingliang battalion carried by Feng Mingxi, nor the army of Yongzhaocheng, but the Huairong battalion.

The man who led the way—

"Capture Le Muqin, the master will count the head account for you-" The young man on the tall horse under the night had already jumped into the battlefield, but it was Su Yi Congee, "Your 1,000 rabble has already become a prisoner!" "The Yu clan of the shrunken turtle was expelled by the Beirong cavalry and could not come to help, but Beirong didn't know that behind their retreat was because Su Yicongee was not laying a trap and invited you into the urn.

Lu Yixin was dumbfounded, who was calculating whom, and Lu Henian's warm palm had fallen on his shoulder: "What are you waiting for!" ”

What are you waiting for, this is the battlefield, there is no way back for the two soldiers to clash with each other, Su Yicongee's soldiers and horses have arrived, they are no longer alone, at this time, it is the time to kill the enemy and win!

The splatters of blood only added to the restlessness of the cold night.

Su Yi Congee is the first time to see the rumored Duke of Wei Lu Henian, the little old man is thin like a monkey spirit, but his words and deeds are not fancy, he is calm and calm, and the young man's eyes are full of admiration and appreciation, which is also reflected in Lu Henian's pupils.

Talent, talent!

Lu Henian's reward gave Su Yicongee incomparable courage and confidence, and the more he fought, the more courageous he became.

Killing with a sense of pleasure.

Le Muqin knew that something was wrong, he didn't have time to entangle with these Dayan troops, a hundred catties of copper hammer seemed to have a thousand agitated gales, oh, it was easy to knock the small soldiers who rushed up a few feet away, Le Muqin's body was trembling, he took advantage of the people on his back to turn over the horse, messy and chaotic, kicked the deputy general around him to take the frightened horse and turned over bravely, raised the whip to take advantage of the chaos to escape, suddenly, the twisted braid behind his head was wrapped around something, the force of pulling made his scalp numb, and the whole person fell backwards in pain, The burly body flipped off the horse's back.

A red tassel has bloomed in front of it.

The little girl in the thorn hairpin cloth skirt.

Lu Yixing.

There was hatred in his eyes that would not be spared.

Le Muqin twisted his brute strength to tear off half of his braids, the fire rushed to the sky, the chaos and noise were like a huge net besieging everyone and could not break free, they used the Yu clan to attract Lu Henian, and used the Tibetan Nu River to enter the dry period in advance to attract the grain and grass team, they clearly took advantage of the heavenly opportunity to turn Lu Henian's elite troops into a trick to catch turtles in the urn, but this "heavenly machine" seems to be someone else's fingers.

"Little girl!" The burly man spat the yellow sand poured into his mouth, the copper hammer was lifted and swung violently, Lu Yixin took three steps back and threw the spear with skill, "Qiang", the copper hammer was suddenly pierced out of the mouth by that strength, Lu Yixuan's tiger mouth was numb, his arm was sour, and Le Muqin was also shocked, but I don't know how this slender and thin girl can have such infinite skill!

But Lu Yixin obviously didn't intend to give him any time to think, he turned his elbow and rushed straight into Le Muqin's chest, the man was in pain and grabbed Lu Yiqin's close arm to force her to let go, and the pain went straight to the limbs, Lu Yixin snorted and his shoulder was hit hard by the copper hammer that came from the bombardment, and the whole person turned backwards, seeing that he was about to throw out a few zhang away, the girl quickly "snapped" and grabbed Le Muqin's scattered braids, and with the help of force, the two hugged and fell the yellow sand.

The pain in his chest and back made it difficult for Lu Yixin to breathe, and he vomited blood as soon as the fishy smell in his throat surged, but his eyes were full of stubborn and unwilling resentment, which made Le Muqin's back cold, and the girl turned around and kicked her legs and let go of her elbows and swept over the man's burly body.

Crackling, blood stains dripping on Le Muqin's shoulder, and before he even realized that he was injured, he looked down and saw that one of his ears had been cut off by Lu Yiqin's flower spear!

The man was shocked, screaming and even more crazy, dancing the copper hammer to the wind, impatience, pain and annoyance into anger made Le Muqin full of flaws, Lu Yixuan's spear head stabbed violently but changed hands and retreated half an inch halfway, "Boom", the silver light fell into Yin Hong, and the two inches of the spear head pierced Le Muqin's chest impartially.

"This good show, I invite the general to see it for himself." Lu Yixuan's face was expressionless and almost numb, unaware of the blood stains splashed on his face, hot and cold, but they were all damned.

It's a good show - it's a cruel and humiliating word for him to take Lu Zhonghe's life.

Le Muqin seemed to understand what Lu Yixin was going to do, the dagger had pierced his wrist bone, cut off his hand tendons, clang, the copper hammer fell to the ground, Le Muqin couldn't help but be afraid under the wolf howl, the girl didn't have half a bit of weakness when she started, she even stared at your eyes without blinking to explore the pain in this dying pupil, just like an emotionless, little Yama.

The Lu family - the Lu family is a fucking madman!

Le Muqin's momentum has gone, and he is covered in injuries and defeated in the hands of a girl: "You think that you can kill me in this way, the trick of a group of clowns who jump off the beam, and you can't get into it...... Can't get into the eyes of the little prince of Hetujia! He shouted angrily, and the blood on his face was even more hideous, "People are not as good as the sky, this desert is about to blow and sand!" His eyes were bloodshot, the saliva in his mouth was mixed with red, and Lu Yixin's spear had pierced Le Muqin's chest fiercely, and with a backhand, the entire heart was picked out.

The guard of Pheasant Xin City, a whimper.

Lu Yixuan abandoned the internal organs of evil under his feet and looked at them coldly.