The wind is howling, and the smoke is billowing from the battlefield.

Vice General Qin spat out the last mouthful of blood and died of exhaustion.

"Old Qin!"

King Xiliang's fierce face screamed bitterly, and his hands were trembling.

"Boss, the soldiers can't hold on."

Da Sikou's face was scorched black by the sea of fire, and his voice was hoarse, he looked at the towering and tall palace gate, and looked at the soldiers who were fighting.

"It can't be consumed any longer, the five of us are responsible for breaking down the palace gate, and it is important for the boss to escape with his daughter."

"Yes, we are guarding the palace gate, we should be able to hold out for a while."

"Boss, get back Xiliang, take our Xiliang army, enter the capital, and avenge us!"

King Xiliang had red eyes, waved his blade numbly, and scolded.

"Fuck you! Shut up! ”

Decades of fighting side by side, decades of killing enemies on the battlefield.

How can you give up your brother's life and death and run for your own life!

"Boss!"

The Grand Priest endured the bruises in his chest and interrupted him loudly.

"Now is not the time to be angry."

"Get out!"

He's not old!

Such a little person!

He can still kill!

He can still fight!

He's still able to protect it!

"Lao Tzu, but the king of Xiliang!"

He let out a loud shout.

The strong internal force swept the audience, and it was bound to open the door for his subordinates.

Fight bloodily to stop killing!

"King Xiliang can't stand it!"

"This internal force can't be consumed!"

"Hold on a little longer, brothers!"

The lethality swept by this internal force is no longer as strong as it was at the beginning.

Masters, there are old times.

The King of Xiliang, who was powerful in Xiliang back then, only fought for half an hour before he dried up.

They excitedly rushed up.

Above the Wumen City Tower, a new round of fire oil was ready to be put in place.

The old minister of Dayue couldn't stand it.

Master Mi followed the Shangshu of the Dayue Rite Department and killed many heads.

He's old.

I was so tired that I couldn't even swing the knife, and I was slashed on my body.

I can't hold it anymore.

He sat in the corner of the wall, pulling another secretary of the Ministry of Rites to chatter.

"This lord, the official is probably not going to be able to do it, if you can live, this Ministry of Rites, you can help the official take care of it."

He cried all his life.

As soon as there is a grievance, I want to howl when I see Su Liuyu.

Ask her to stand up for him.

He also competed for favor all his life.

Everything big and small, like to invite merit.

I'm afraid that no one will know how good he is.

But nowadays.

His old black face was just a distant and affectionate glance at his emperor.

"The emperor is slamming the door, and he is not willing to give up any of his sons, and the accounts of the Ministry of Rites cannot be fully reported."

"The official is the most familiar with the household department, just make fake accounts and find him, and the Ministry of Industry, those are all official brothers."

"These two are honest people, and the matter of inviting pets in the future will be handed over to you, otherwise they will be squeezed out sooner or later."

"Our Great Wei Dynasty, the competition is fierce."

After he finished speaking, the old man was very proud in his eyes.

"However, when it comes to favor, this official is the most favored."

He was bought from the puppet emperor.

I wanted to be an idle job, but on weekdays, I relied on gifts to make some connections, and no one looked down on him.

But I didn't want to wait for the emperor to come.

The second grade officer said that he would give it, and he scolded the emperor for having no political opinions.

In order to keep this official, he donated silver, he understands, as an emperor, who doesn't want to squander it, donate it.

But I didn't want to, this little emperor changed hands and gave it all to the people, and didn't keep a single son for himself.

It's different, he thought at the time.

This emperor is really different from the puppet emperor.

But how can he be this second-class master?

He knows a few big characters, what rules and etiquette, and he doesn't understand fart.

Every day, except for giving gifts to protect the official position, there is no use at all.

But the little emperor said.

This son, he should sit, left and right, those Wenchen, not as powerful as him.

has been looked down upon all her life, and suddenly, there is someone who values her, how can he let her down.

Others laughed at him, saying that the emperor only valued his silver.

They don't understand.

The emperor has already spent all his money, but every time there is a new policy, he knows the fastest.

Your Majesty, is she an ungrateful person.

Never.

The emperor is Mingjun.

He wanted to too.

Become a capable minister......

He looked at the burning sky.

In this life, it's worth it.

But to say regret......

His cloudy old eyes suddenly burst into tears.

If so, give the minister another chance.

He must be!

Let the emperor ascend the throne in a glorious manner.

No more envying others.

"Mi-sama, hold on!"

Lord Li, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, saw him close his eyes and called hard.

Just the battlefield of the fight drowned out his words.

I can't stand it.

I really can't stand it.

It is estimated that the next moment, he will also die.

His body trembled, and his old arm picked up Master Mi's knife on the ground.

But because of exhaustion, he just picked it up and fell to the ground.

"Click-"

The tip of the knife hit the ground, and the sound of the sword in the distance collided in unison.

Yuan Ge swung his blade and roared.

"Your Majesty, the last general will protect you, rush out, and you can't fight anymore."

Yuan Ge carried the prince with one hand on his back and Su Liuyu with a knife in the other, and he had already exhausted his strength.

"With the king of Xiliang protecting the emperor, there will be no regrets about the death of the general."

Meng Heng and Old Zhao nodded wildly.

"Your Majesty, let King Xiliang protect you, and you will die without regrets."

They are old.

I can't protect it.

The younger generation is full of talent, and sooner or later they will have to retire.

But this time, let them protect it, one last time.

No regrets in death!

"Meet first, everyone will break open the city gate together, and we will go together."

Su Liuyu gritted her teeth.

"Uncle Yuan Ge, you said it."

Seven words.

Such as thunder on the top of General Yuange's head.

You said it.

Will accompany me.

Look at me, the world is unified.

"The last general, I'm going to lose my words."

The bitter words shocked Su Liuyu's heart.

A line of blood was cut on his arm in an instant.

The blood was splashed in the sky like a red silk sprinkled on the ground.

She hurriedly covered her arms, and her voice became urgent.

"I can still fight, I can rush out!"

Great Wei, I will defend it!

Protected by me!

No one is allowed to die!

She waved the bone fan even harder.

Chiba Nagasheng swirls in a sea of fire.

Every time I returned to my hand, my burned palms were hot.

The palm of her hand had been burned by the iron blade, and the flesh and blood were blurred.

Her eyes were red.

Wave the fan, wave the fan, wave the fan!

At her feet, patches of enemy troops fell.

Behind her, one comrade after another fell.

But she won't fall!

She can still fight!

Hold on!

But people, too many.

100,000 Protector Army occupied all the square meters of the ruling hall of 1,000 square meters.

The Shroud of Ten Thousand Bones and the Ten Thousand Hosts.

The encirclement is getting smaller and smaller.

"Whoa—"

Suddenly, the fire phoenix cut through the sky, split the sword shadow, broke through the sea of fire, and spread throughout the field.

Not good!

made the blood-stained faces of the soldiers in the audience reveal a sense of despair.

Die!

Su Liuyu was shocked, she rose up, and her strong internal force was like a black dragon breaking through the air to meet her.

But she's fast, someone is faster than him.

The back, as burly as a mountain, directly pulled up a few feet tall and blocked in front of her.

No!

"Little rabbit cub, flash Lao Tzu behind."

The hoarse voice cursed angrily.

Su Liuyu's tears burst out of her eyes instantly.

Stop it!

Stop it!

Stop it!