"Dad, it's been half a month."

Nalan Jing cut off the enemy's head with a sword, blood splashed on his handsome face, and his eyes were full of murderous intent: "It's been half a month, if we continue to drag it on, we will run out of food and grass, not only will we not be able to kill this group of people, but we will be exhausted on the battlefield." ”

The left side of Nalan Changqian's face is no longer as handsome as it was before.

A hideous scar spread from the corner of his mouth to the corner of his eye.

The blood had long since dried up, and the traces were brown, and he didn't know how many souls there were under his sword, and even the sword body had long since lost sight of the original traces.

"Jing'er, do you remember the military regulations of our Nalan family?" Nalan Changqian pierced the enemy's chest with a sword.

His gaze, through the fighting figures of the soldiers, fell on the leader of the enemy army.

Nalan Jing's face was as pure as an iceberg, and he was a little moved at this moment.

He was strong-willed and powerful.

"The people of the Nalan family would rather die on the battlefield than become prisoners of the enemy ranks!"

This is the military rule set by Nalan Arc after the arrest of Old Man Wei back then.

It is better to die on the battlefield than to take a step back!

It is better to die on the battlefield than to give the enemy a chance to capture alive!

Because if you fall into the hands of the enemy, you will be worse off than dead, and it is better to ...... than to suffer such torture and humiliation Death is even more painful!

"Hahaha!" Nalan Changqian's strength had almost been lost, and the long sword in his hand was slammed into the ground before he stabilized his body, and there was a long smile on his scarred face.

"All the warriors of the Nalan family, listen! This time, we won't be able to make it back alive! ”

Tears flowed down his cheeks, and his face was filled with grief.

"I know that many of you want to go home, but in order to guard the Liuyun Country, you have been like a day for ten years! In the past ten years, you have withstood countless surprise attacks and stopped countless enemies! ”

He drew his sword and rushed into the crowd again, fighting and fighting.

Every time the sword in his hand fell, another man fell to the ground.

"But now, perhaps, we will all sleep here!" His voice trembled, but his tone did not weaken in the slightest, with a flamboyance, and that ambition, "But it doesn't matter, my father sees that I haven't come home for a long time, and he will definitely send reinforcements again!" ”

"As long as we hold this time, we can protect the country and the countless Li people!"

Many of the soldiers had puffed up their chests.

They are the soldiers of the Nalan family, and they have their mission.

In the country behind him, there are not only helpless civilians, but also their wives and children.

They don't want to let their families become people who have lost their country from now on! I don't want to let countless people lose their lives.

So, this is their duty and their long-cherished wish.

Never back down!

"Nalan Changqian," Feng Qing, a general of the enemy country, had already burst into front of Nalan Changqian, and said with a sneer, "I advise you, or obediently return to my Purple Cloud Country, maybe, there is a way out." ”

"The people of the Nalan family, life is a flowing cloud, and death is the same!" Nalan Changqian laughed twice, "What's more, the Nalan family has killed me and Jing'er, as well as my father!" My dad will definitely avenge me! ”

He is convinced!

Feng Qing sneered: "Nalan Changqian, before we came here, all the masters of the four countries went to the Liuyun Country, and countless spirit martial artists went with them, and you Liuyun Country is ...... now." It's long gone, I don't know what you're still holding onto? ”