Wave after wave of enemies surged up, and like locusts, they beat the walls.

Meng Yining held the sword and gasped slightly, she dipped her dirty hands and rubbed her eyes, feeling bitter.

The girl's eyelashes were congealed with the blood of the enemy, and her heavy eyelids were almost unable to open. After a night of fierce fighting, they lost more than half of each other. I haven't eaten for a day and a night, and my stomach hurts hot.

She covered it with her hand and wanted to rub it, but found that she had a hole in her abdomen, and she was slashed at some point. The wound that she realized immediately emitted bursts of pain, and the girl frowned and swung her sword to tear it apart.

Meng Yining caught a glimpse of Fu Chongxue like a man, babbling and shouting and slashing with his eyes closed. She is obviously afraid, but she is fearless, she is already alone, what is there to be nostalgic for?

More and more Yanrong soldiers came up, and their armor was stained with blood.

They don't have replaceable recruits, so they can only hold here.

The enemy gritted his teeth stepped over the corpses of the Great Xia soldiers, and Zhao Erze was in the wind, and his hands were bent in the crowd. Yan Rong people knew that it was a hard bone, and dozens of people rushed towards Zhao Erze together. The man shouted in his mouth: "For Beiyang!" ”

For what Beiyang? For the sake of the people who died because of Yan Rong's conspiracy!

The scimitar was like a stormy wave, slashing and slashing, Meng Yining suddenly turned around and roared: "Zhao Erze, be careful!" Suddenly, he saw countless swords sinking into the man's chest, and the man turned sharply, and threw down the three or four soldiers who were holding swords three feet away. With a brave face, he endured the pain and pulled out the blade of the sword stuck in his body, bathed in blood, and threw it straight into the chest of his enemy.

Zhao Erze's mouth was dripping with blood, and he let out a laugh that roared into the sky.

Bloody and bloody asked about his scars, and Zhao Erze stumbled to the ground, behind which were piles of enemies he had killed. When the soldiers saw Zhao Erze falling, they immediately turned red-eyed, and Meng Yining urgently ordered one of the oldest middle-level generals to lead these recruits, and Fu Chongxue urgently dragged Zhao Erze down.

Fu Chongxue burst into tears all of a sudden, she covered the blood that kept coming out with her hands, and muttered in her mouth: "You won't die...... You won't die......"

Zhao Erze smiled, and his bloody hand rubbed bright red marks on her face, "You look a lot like my daughter, but she died when she was one year old." Although it is true that it is a year older than you. ”

Fu Chongxue's feelings for Zhao Erze were unclear, she didn't know what it contained, the girl kept sobbing, "You won't die, yesterday, yesterday you said that you were going to take me to Beiyang to have a look, to see how your hometown is different from mine?" I'm waiting, you...... You can't break your word......"

"I'm sorry." Zhao Erze's scarlet eyes left tears, and hot blood welled up in his chest, "Meng ...... General Meng......"

"I'm here."

"Can my bones be transported back to Beiyang? Can you tell the king that I will bear the sins of the Zhao family alone, and don't blame my family anymore. I, Zhao Erze, am dedicated to the country, but I was deceived by others, and I am also to blame for this fate, but my family does not know about it...... Please, beg General Meng to intercede......" He pleaded with Meng Yining with the last breath.

"Okay." Meng Yining looked at him, "Your family is safe." ”

Zhao Erze smiled, he laughed from the bottom of his heart for the first time in so many days, and he was relieved.

Fu Chongxue couldn't breathe when she cried, she choked and whispered Zhao Erze's name.

"Girl, generals were born to die on the battlefield, but fortunately, I didn't insult the word general at the last moment. Under Jiuquan, facing the first king of Beiyang, I will kowtow again to apologize. The man's eyes gradually closed, and his hands drooped limply to the ground. In the past, how many heroic young men were ambitious and wanted to remain proud and wise in the world, but the twists and turns of each fate were very different, some people became Fu Jinhan, some people became Zhao Erze, and more people were like small flames, and there were blooms, which were extinguished in this sword and eyeless battlefield.

Meng Yining sighed in her heart that at the last moment of Zhao Erze's life, she re-examined this man she once looked down on. The wind is bleak, the road is vast, and all the joys and sorrows of the past have become the past flowing with blood. Fu Chongxue gasped, swinging the scimitar from Zhao Erze's still stiff palm, and she rushed into the crowd without looking back.

There is not a trace of nostalgia.

The girl looked at the gradually blurred back, the dust was flying, and the girl's long hair swayed with the spring breeze. When she first saw the girl, she was also called Yingge, snuggling up to Jing Zheng, beautiful and tender, with a tactful singing voice, like a yellow bird, but there was murderous intent behind it.

Meng Yining watched in a daze as the girl waved the scimitar, the indescribable affection between her and Zhao Erze was all for the sake of washing away the shame, for the family, and for the country.

The sword and the sword, the long wind and waves.

Meng Yining pushed aside the crowd and wanted to pull the delicate girl away, but she watched as she was besieged by several enemies, and the scimitar passed through her lower abdomen. The Fire Spirit Sword suddenly came out of his hand, and the spun shot shot away, revealing its edge, slashing at the surrounding enemy. Fu Chongxue's lips trembled, the black soil on her face no longer looked delicate, "Someone!" Take her down! Seeing this scene, the old woman who was shuttling on the battlefield hurriedly carried down the bodies of Fu Chongxue and Zhao Erze, who were seriously injured.

"Yo, what's a female doll." A man said hurriedly.

Meng Yining took advantage of this breath and tore around without realizing it, but let them hold on for another day and night, they would definitely not be able to withstand it, the original establishment had disappeared, and they were in the midst of a scuffle.

She yelled, "Herald! ”

"In!"

"There are no soldiers, if someone can go to the battlefield and receive weapons in the barracks, they can go to the north of the city, just say that it is General Meng's order, and now even if it is a woman, I want it! Gather enough 100 people and send it! ”

"No!" He hurriedly ran away, attacking wave after wave, even if it was an immortal, he couldn't hold on, Meng Yining could only count on the soldiers and horses of the Fenghua County Lord to be faster...... Faster...... She struggled to support it, cutting people when she saw them, like a Shura who lived in the daytime, her whole body was red, and she held the hair of the enemy's head in her hand, and threw it out like a hydrangea.

Junzhou fell into a bitter battle in one day, both the city gate and the south of the city suffered heavy losses, but no one shouted to retreat, there was no way back, there was no way out, this is the dilemma that Daxia is facing now.