"Report --!" Tanma's panicked cry came to Princess Jinxiu's ears, "Tell Her Royal Highness the princess that the three thousand personal guards outside the main tent have been attacked and suffered heavy casualties, and the enemy general Peng is hopeless about to enter the main tent!"

"What?" Bashanhe, who was standing behind Princess Jinxiu, was furious, "Are these pro-soldiers all waste? Three thousand men can't stop an enemy general."

Princess Jinxiu's eyes showed a look of understanding, smiled slightly, and did not speak.

At this moment, a hoarse and frightened cry came from a distance, and hundreds of guards of the main tent threw off their armor and retreated from the main camp, rushing towards the rear camp one after another.

"Bastard!" Bashanhe shouted loudly, and led dozens of guards in front of the tent to intercept the hundreds of guards who had fled in defeat, "Are you not afraid of military law when you escape?"

"General, that's ...... That's a youkai, we mortals, how can we stop youkai?" One of the leaders of the guards said with a shudder.

"What nonsense?" Bashanhe wanted to scold again, but he saw a black light from far and near, suddenly coming, only one hovering, and more than a dozen human heads went straight into the sky with fireworks-like blood light.

"Mom, run!" The brave aura of those guards was swept away by the cold murderous aura brought by this black light, and only the thought of fleeing for their lives was left, and they desperately fled towards the back camp regardless of the obstruction of the mountains and rivers.

"Kill!" Bashanhe shouted, the five-foot-long knife in his hand flashed, killed several people in a row, and scolded, "Coward, it is a capital crime to escape from the battle, it is a man, so he turned around and fought with that monster." At the same time, the group of handsome tent guards flashed their long knives and ruthlessly drove the group of defeated soldiers towards the black light.

"Mountains and rivers," Princess Splendid suddenly whispered, "you let them go."

"Princess!?" Bashanhe exclaimed.

"In front of Hengzhou City, we have already lost too many men, so we should leave some seeds for my Turkic tribe. Let them go."

"Hey!" Bashanhe gritted his teeth fiercely and led the main tent guards to get out of the way.

As if they had been granted amnesty by the emperor, they shouted in unison and fled in droves. When the overlapping figures in front of them disappeared, Bashanhe and the main tent guards exclaimed at the same time. In front of them, there were more than 1,000 corpses of the guards who had died in a terrible state, with severed heads and feet, torn apart, and covered with blood and stumps and internal organs, which was unbearable to see.

The soul-destroying black light froze in midair, but it turned out to be a strange and gorgeous magic knife like a demon eye.

"God of War!" Everyone exclaimed in a low voice.

The god of war heavenly soldier screamed triumphantly and threw himself towards the splendid princess in front of him.

"Princess, be careful!" Bashanhe screamed in surprise, and frantically brandished his long knife to block in front of Princess Splendid Beauty.

At this moment, a jade palm slapped lightly on his shoulder, and Bashanhe only felt a surging force surging wildly, lifting his body high and falling far backwards.

"Princess, what are you doing?" Bashanhe was shocked.

At this moment, Princess Splendid stretched out her hands flat, blocking in front of the God of War Heavenly Soldiers.

"Princess --!" Everyone shouted anxiously, Princess Splendid was like a god in their hearts, and everyone was worried about her safety.

The roaring God of War Heavenly Soldier quickly circled around the splendid princess who was standing with her hands stretched out and her eyes closed, and her smug chirp gradually became low, turning into a disgusted and helpless moan, and after a few more circles, it let out a strange sound like a hiccup, screamed, and flew back towards the road.

There was silence in the whole field, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief silently, no one expected that the God of War Heavenly Soldier would stop in front of Princess Splendid Beauty.

Suddenly, there was a sharp sound of gold hitting the ground, followed by another one. Everyone's nerves, which had just been relaxed, tensed again. In the afterglow of the setting sun, a blood-colored figure, holding a long knife in each hand, supported the crumbling body, limped towards the main tent. When he staggered to the torches in front of the main tent, his appearance was finally visible to everyone. It was a face covered in blood and scars, every part of the face showing a cold blood, only a pair of eyes as bright as stars, which made people barely find a trace of brightness and a faint sadness. Drops of blood fell from this person's body, more than a dozen wounds were intertwined, the flesh and blood near the wounds were violently rolled outward, and the wolf's fangs and arrows stuck high on the shoulders and arms were surging dark red. The wounds of the arrows on the legs and the blood holes pierced by the spears gushed red blood, and the traces of blood dripping on the ground spread all the way to the front of the main camp. The formidable God of War Heavenly Soldier hung diagonally on his left waist, adding to the monstrous murderous aura. Strangely, there was a yellow flower on his chest.

When Princess Splendid saw the figure of this hairpin, she only felt soft and tender, bitter and sour, and mixed feelings in her heart one after another, tumbling and surging, making her dizzy and almost unable to help herself. After several years of careful preparation and painstaking efforts to create the Saishang coalition army, trying to bring the dead back to life and make the majestic strategy of the first Turk to regain hegemony, he was stationed in the city of Hengzhou, and the end of the Turkic tribe came early because of the blood-forged Hengzhou city wall. He should have hated him, but he couldn't do it, and he couldn't do it more and more.

Seeing the bright and moving eyes of Princess Jinxiu, Peng Wuwang suddenly felt a burst of anger. In front of his eyes, familiar but distant figures flashed in turn, Lei Yechang who died in battle, Li Xiaotian, Lu Wuwu, Zuo Lianshan, Master Wei, the eldest brother who died in battle, Liu Xiongyi, Zheng Juechen, the old people of Hebei who broke into the enemy camp in the rainstorm, and the Jinyi Tang soldiers who shouted to kill the joint camp. One by one, these old friends died in this war. And the protagonist who set off the storm of this war is the person he loves the most. How ironic the world is.

"You must have waited for me for a long time, exhausted and worried. But I came alive anyway, because you are the only one in this world who can kill me, and you are the only one." Peng Wuwang only felt comfortable and relaxed, as if the soldiers who had been stationed at the border for a long time had finally waited for the day to return to their hometown. He took a deep look at Princess Splendid Beauty: that heroic woman who pointed out the world snatched his heart on the first day he met him. When he first fell in love, he fell in love at first sight, and he could no longer fall in love with the second person. Peng Wuwang smiled slightly, threw the knife in his hand aside, and slowly plucked the blood-stained yellow flower on the hairpin on his chest. He took off the golden helmet on his head, took off the golden pheasant feather from the helmet, threw it far aside, and then carefully inserted the yellow flower into the helmet. He raised his head, looked at Princess Fairlight, stretched out his hand and pointed to his heart, and then pointed to the flowers on his helmet, and smiled slightly.

Looking at Peng Wuwang's finger of flowers, Princess Jinxiu only felt a sour feeling in her nose: "I thought that I had sacrificed countless innocent lives for the hegemony of the Turks, and I would die alone and early in this life. Who knew that he would have such a vigorous love affair with such a hero. In this life, all ambitions and ambitions are sinking, and what a pity." She stretched out her hands tremblingly, slowly pulled out the Zifeng Qingluan Sword in her waist, and held it upside down in her hand. His slender jade palm suddenly exerted force, and the blade pierced into the palm of his hand, and blood slowly dripped down the bright blade. On Lotus Peak, she held her sword tightly like this, revealing her deep love for Peng Hopeless. At that moment, the joy of all catastrophes, putting aside all the happiness, seems to be back in my heart at this moment.

"Ah Jin, I'll take you away." Peng's hopeless body began to spin like a whirlwind.

Princess Splendid muttered to herself silently, her hands gradually raised, and the bright blades of her hands shimmered with blood-colored brilliance in the setting sun.

The terrible sound of breaking wind sounded from two places, and the purple phoenix Qingluan sword and Peng Wuwang's hairpin helmet rose in the air at the same time.

"Protect the princess!" Bashanhe's heart-rending roar sounded in mid-air, and his body chased after Peng Wuhope's helmet and grabbed it, but only scratched the ribbon on the helmet.

Hearing the roar of Bashan River, Princess Splendid and Peng Wuwang showed a helpless smile at the same time.

There was a loud bang, and the helmet slammed into the top door of Princess Fairlight, and then it was raised high and fell far away. A streak of blood slowly slid down her forehead. In the mountains and rivers in front of her, the joint venture beacon fire gradually began to blur. She felt only that she was falling lightly towards a long, narrow and dark track, and at the end of the track was a quiet and serene that would never be troubled. "Is this what eternal sleep feels like? I'm so tired, I should take a break." A cheerful and relaxed smile tugged at the corner of her mouth, and she slowly closed her eyes.

The Purple Phoenix Qingluan Sword that rolled over like an ice tray came to Peng Wuhope's chest in just an instant. He let out a long breath, puffed out his chest, and waited quietly for the final moment to come. The twin swords struck him in the right and left chests accurately, but not the tip of the sword he had expected, but the hilt. He only felt a sharp blow to his chest, but he was unharmed.

He watched blankly as the Zifeng Qingluan Sword fell helplessly to the ground, and his mind went blank. He looked up blankly, only to see Princess Splendid smiling shallowly, closing her eyes, and falling to the ground.

"Ah Kam --!" Peng Hopeless roared frantically, and crawled towards the corpse of Princess Splendid Beauty.

Dozens of wolf-like guards of the main tent pounced on him from all sides and threw him to the ground. He frantically threw several big men away from his body, and pounced lifelessly on the corpse of Princess Splendid Beauty, but was ruthlessly pulled away and pressed to the ground.

"Ah Jin--! Why don't you keep your word! Why don't you keep your word?" Peng Hopeless yelled frantically, helplessly dragged farther and farther backwards.

In the distance, he saw the serene-looking corpse of Princess Splendid being gently picked up by the weeping Bashanhe, and walked towards the tent, and then he fell into a coma in a dark.