The suburbs of Yizhou are full of mourning, and the corpses of men, women, and children are lying miserably on both sides of the official road, and the bubbling blood is pooled into a pool of blood on the low-lying road.

Peng Wuwang clutched his blood-stained knife tightly and leaned against the trunk of a smoky bald tree, wheezing with difficulty, a half-foot-long wound on his chest, blood staining his snow-white undershirt. Around him, the corpses of more than a hundred Turkic warriors lay down. Beside him, Lei Ye Chang lay on his back on a pile of bloody corpses, snorting and panting, as if he had exhausted his last bit of strength. Lian Feng, the son of Yijian, endured the pain of the new wound on his back, knelt on one knee in front of Xiao Liejian, and bandaged the wound on his leg with the strip of white cloth torn from his long robe. Xiao Liechen leaned on the bald tree trunk as weakly as Peng Wuhope, coughing violently, and every time he coughed, a stream of blood foam spurted out, and the shape was terrible.

"Now you know it's amazing?" Zheng Juechen, the only intact of these people, stood in front of them like a javelin, and said angrily, "This is a war, not a vendetta in the rivers and lakes. In front of thousands of troops, you are covered in iron, how many silver nails can you twist? As soon as the Saiwaihu people entered the Central Plains, it was common for them to burn, kill, and loot, and they didn't think about how to escape for their lives, but they repeatedly clashed with the Turkic elite soldiers, and now they can have half a life left, which is considered lucky."

"The surname Zheng is less barking there," Lei Ye said angrily, "Those Turkic dog breeds are just robbing, they actually rape ** women and kill the whole family, it is tolerable, which is unbearable." As long as it is a man, he will never be a turtle with a shrunken head in this situation."

"You think those Turkic Striker Scouts are easy to deal with?" Zheng Juechen said angrily, "That is the most elite warrior among the Turks, who is good at assassination and assassination, and his martial arts are also the strongest. Even if you are in a team of more than a dozen people, if you want to regret it, you have to think about it. It's good for you, a scout team of 200 people, if you don't want to go out and bump into each other, it's just nonsense."

"So what, haven't we been defeated yet?" Lei Ye raised his face and said smugly.

"Now, as long as a heavy army of Turks passes by, it can easily stomp us to pulp." Zheng Juechen shouted.

"Forget it, Brother Zheng, why are you so angry, when you killed the enemy just now, if you talk about fighting bravely, you are not weaker than anyone." Lian Feng still maintained his leisurely smile, not at all like he had just experienced a fierce battle to the death.

Zheng Juechen's face flashed with color, he coughed, and said in a deep voice: "Self-preservation is the best thing in battlefield combat, only by saving yourself can you kill and injure the enemy to the greatest extent, your tactics just now are too reckless and rash, and most of them deserve to suffer so many injuries. Look at me, is there half a point of damage?"

"Brother Zheng, when you faced the enemy just now, you ...... You blocked the Turkic captain's slap for me, or take a little more rest...... One is the best." Xiao Liechen reached out to wipe the blood foam from his mouth, and said intermittently.

"Hey, that slap isn't worth mentioning, I didn't take it to heart." Zheng Juechen sneered and said lightly.

"Brother Zheng, you better sit down and rest, don't be strong, if you let the injury even your heart, it will take a lot of trouble." Peng Wuwang said softly.

"You don't have to worry about it." For some reason, Zheng Jiechen couldn't stand Peng Wuhope's tone, and under a surge of qi and blood, he involuntarily opened his mouth and spewed out a stream of blood. The blood caused a low, weak laugh from several people around them.

"Hey, by the way, just spit it out, it's too hurtful to hold it back." The happiest person was even Lei Yechang, who laughed almost breathlessly.

Peng Wuwang glanced at a few people, smiled bitterly, and said, "Everyone, in fact, what Brother Zheng said is very reasonable, we are all at the end of the crossbow now, and we really can't entangle with the Turkic soldiers and horses anymore. More than 100 miles ahead is Hengzhou City, where my eldest brother is stationed, and his command is full of elite soldiers, enough to resist for a while, and when the time comes, we should have some use. If you can hold on, you might as well get on the horse and hurry as soon as possible."

"It should have been done a long time ago." Zheng Juechen snorted coldly and said.

The rest of the people looked at each other and nodded helplessly in agreement. The five of them staggered to their respective mounts, flew on their horses, and galloped away in the direction of Hengzhou. In the distance behind them, a creepy faint smoke slowly rose.

Fang Mengjing, Hong Sixue and other people from the Flying Tiger Dart Bureau escaped from Youzhou City by night, experienced the loss of Yizhou and Yingzhou, mixed with the scattered Tang soldiers, day and night, and finally arrived in front of Hengzhou City, which was still standing.

After several days and nights of desert escapes, everyone was exhausted, and they just wanted to go into the city quickly to rest and recuperate. When the crowd, overwhelmed by the Turks, gathered in front of the north gate of Hengzhou, all their expectations were shattered like soap bubbles.

On the towering city wall of Hengzhou, there are black Hebei battle flags fluttering in the wind, rows of red-armored soldiers with white cloth wrapped in their arms standing high in front of the city gate, and countless arrows ruthlessly pointing at the scattered Tang soldiers and the Flying Tiger Dart Bureau gathered in front of the gate.

"Could it be that Hengzhou Jiang Chongwei betrayed the Tang Dynasty?" All the defeated soldiers of the Tang Dynasty outside the ant gathering city talked about it, and they didn't know what to do.

Hong Sixue hurriedly urged the mount to Fang Mengjing's side and asked in a low voice, "Sister Jing, what's going on?"

"Well, it is rumored that Jiang Chongwei was a former minister of Hebei, and later surrendered to our dynasty and became the assassin of Hengzhou. Could it be that he heard the news of the southern invasion of the Turks, and raised troops here to respond, wanting to cooperate with the Turks inside and outside to subvert the Tang Dynasty?" Fang Mengjing muttered in a low voice.

"Then what's the matter, Sister Jing, is there a solution?" Hong Sixue hurriedly said, "There is no way forward here, there are pursuers behind, and the eldest brother does not know where to go. Could it be that Heaven wants us to die here?"

Fang Mengjing tightened her eyebrows, muttered, and silently thought about various countermeasures. At this moment, a Tang soldier general said in a loud voice, "May I ask where is Lord Hengzhou's assassin?" The Turkic army invaded the territory, Youzhou, Yizhou, and Yingzhou all fell, and the soldiers pointed directly at Hengzhou, the situation is urgent, please let us and others enter the city to discuss countermeasures."

There was a commotion among the soldiers on the city walls, as if they had just learned of the astonishing news. Immediately, several sentinels disappeared behind the city walls, presumably to report the earth-shattering news. After a while, General Guide Zhonglang, when Jiang Wang, the champion of the martial arts, was dressed in gold armor and wore a red coat on his shoulders, and strode to the city gate tower.

"General Jiang," Seeing Jiang Forget appear, the Tang soldier general seemed to see a glimmer of light, and hurriedly said, "Please open the city gate quickly, let me wait inside, the Turkic army is about to be killed."

Jiang Forget glanced at the Tang generals under the city with an indifferent face, and said in a deep voice: "General Changsun, Jiang and the Hengzhou garrison have rebelled against the Tang Dynasty and become self-reliant, and they will not accept the jurisdiction of the Tang Dynasty from now on, it is really inconvenient to let you wait to enter the city, please leave."

"The surname is Jiang, you are so bold!" The eldest grandson general was furious and shouted, "Where is Brother Jiang of Hengzhou, let him come out to see my eldest grandson Yue."

As soon as these words came out, Jiang Wang's face showed a trace of gloom, and he said sharply: "My father-in-law has been killed by the tyrant Li Shimin, and together with Dou Gong Liu Shuai, he owes me the blood debt of my Hebei deceased people to one day have to be repaid with his blood."

"Dare Jiang forget, dare to insult the saint with words, don't you want to live?" General Changsun Yue was furious, raised his whip and pointed at Jiang Wang, and scolded. As soon as he finished speaking, an arrow hit his head, right in his helmet. He only felt a light on the top of his head, and the heavy battle helmet spiraled, and fell heavily to the ground, smashing the hard ground in front of the gate of Hengzhou City into a deep pit. He gasped, involuntarily reached out and touched the top of his head, and looked up: he only saw that Jiang Wu didn't know when he had already held a pair of quaint treasure carving bows in his hands and looked at him coldly.

"General Changsun, Jiang Forget is no longer Tang Chen, and Li Shimin is no longer my king, if you say evil words again, don't blame me Jiang Forget for not remembering the old feelings. Northeast of Hengzhou City is the recruit camp, you can go there to rest and make plans. Hengzhou City, don't think about coming in." After saying this, Jiang forgot to lift the treasure carving bow and walked down the city tower without looking back.

The recruit battalion in the northeast of Hengzhou City accepted all the Tang Dynasty generals who had retreated from the front line and the cadres of the Flying Tiger Dart Bureau. The leader of the 4,000 recruits, Liu Xiongyi, met General Sun Yue, the commander of the defeated army, and the two looked at each other helplessly, and sighed at the same time.

"I didn't expect Jiang Forget to betray Tang and become self-reliant, and he simply destroyed his future." Eldest Sun Yue shook his head vigorously and sighed, "I thought he was a talent, and I wanted to convince my brother to marry his daughter to him. Thinking about it now, I was really dizzy."

"General Jiang is a respectable general, and after receiving more than years of training from him, the recruits we led are all reborn and have a new look. The last general thought that he could follow him to fight in the north and south, and do something good, but who knew that this was the end." Liu Xiongyi said with a sad face, "General Jiang can't care about anything in order to avenge his father-in-law."

"Hey, he's not a descendant of Hebei, so why bother." The eldest grandson snorted angrily, "Now we are waiting for death outside the city, he is waiting for death inside the city, and everyone goes to Huangquan together, which is also lively."

Liu Xiongyi nodded yes, his face gloomy.

Hearing their conversation, Fang Mengjing and Hong Sixue glanced at each other, both of them knew that the big thing was not good, but there was nothing they could do for a while.

The twilight sun dyed the sky west of Hengzhou a red color, like blood dripping in the sky, shocking. Looking at the black battle flags flying in the wind like spirit flags on the city wall, Peng Wuwang felt the blood all over his body turn into ice in an instant.

"Damn, the people in Hengzhou City are crazy?" Lei Yechang recognized the once prominent battle flag of Hebei at a glance, and under the anger, he couldn't help but scold.

"How is this possible?" Zheng Juechen and Lian Feng glanced at each other and couldn't help but lose their voices. At the same time, the silver spear held horizontally in Xiao Liechen's hand hung down weakly, and the sharp tip of the spear silently inserted into the land in front of the gate of Hengzhou.

The news of Hebei's rebellion against Tang and self-reliance is like a thunderbolt in the sky for these fugitive heroes in today's stormy situation.

These exclamations were followed by a long silence. The Hebei warriors at the head of the city held bows and arrows, and looked at the bloodied flying tigers and darts under the city with expressionless faces. And the knights under the city also looked at the soldiers in the city dumbfounded, unable to say a word. The two sides looked at each other like this, and there was not a sound, except for the occasional chirp of a few nesting chaffinches on the city walls.

For a long time, for a long time, it seemed as if centuries had passed, and finally a man began to urge the mount. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, as if there was a sense of relief. The sudden silence just now made people feel almost cruelly oppressive, almost suffocating everyone here.

And this person who broke the silence was Peng Wuhope.

"Qingzhou Peng is hopeless here, please ask Hengzhou Guide Zhonglang to come out and talk about General Jiang Wang." Peng Wuhope's shout still implied the roar of the Buddhist lion, and the voice was clear and clear, piercing through Yun Han. However, everyone who was already familiar with his voice could clearly hear the melancholy contained in this Qingyue howling.

None of the warriors at the head of the city moved, all the bowstrings were pulled to the fullest, and every carved arrow with the bowstring pointed at the vital point of his body. Peng stood on his horse hopelessly, ignoring the archers all over the city, and stood still.

"Collect the arrows." A deep voice came from the silent city, and Jiang Wang, who was dressed all over his body, came to the gate of Hengzhou again.

"Big brother!" Peng Wuwang raised his head and shouted loudly.

"I'm not your big brother!" Jiang Forget shouted.

"I'm sorry, General Jiang,...... I don't understand," Peng Wuwang felt a sour look in his eyes, he lowered his head sharply, and muttered for a long time before he raised his head again and said in a loud voice, "Why do you want to betray Tang?"

"Avenge my father-in-law Jiang Chongwei, who died in vain. I also avenge Dou Gong Jiande, who died in Chang'an, and Liu Shuai, who died in vain." Jiang Wanghong said, he turned his head, looked at the soldiers on both sides, and said, "The people of Hebei swear to avenge this."

"Take revenge!" The Hebei soldiers at the head of the city shouted loudly.

"General Jiang, you are not an old man in Hebei at all, and you have never even seen the face of Dou Gong Liu Shuai, why do you want to do such a stupid thing?" Peng Wuwang shouted loudly.

"Jiang was rescued by his father-in-law in the mountains, and he has been carefully taught for several years, so that I have risen to the top, and I have become an official and a knight, until I am the champion of the dynasty today. The grace of the father-in-law is high and the earth is thick. Now that my father-in-law has been humiliated and died, if I can't uphold his old man's will to seek justice for the old lord of Hebei and avenge him, I will become an unfaithful and unfilial person, and how can I stand between heaven and earth with my head held high." Jiang Wangshen said in a deep voice. After he said this, he couldn't help but be stunned, only then did he realize that there was no need for him to bother so much with an unrelated Tang dart master to explain the ins and outs, cause and effect of the rebellion against Tang self-reliance. At this moment, he only felt as if he was stating his grievances to the people closest to him.

"General Jiang, since ancient times, the word loyalty and filial piety, is the most foolish, and a thousand sins have been born since then. The great husband acts but seeks righteousness. What loyalty, benevolence and filial piety are all words of deception, no matter what he does. Do you do such unrighteousness because of the death of a father-in-law?" Peng Wuwang was furious and said loudly.

"Bastard, Dou Gong, Liu Shuai, and my father-in-law killed Li Shimin unjustly, and it is a matter of course for my Hebei people to avenge him. Jiang asked himself if he was worthy of heaven and earth, how could there be injustice. You are so young, you should not make such a rebellious statement." Jiang Forget was angered by Peng's hopeless words, and said angrily.

"General Jiang, you are so confused. Do you think that if you rebel against the Tang Dynasty and stand on your own here, Li Shimin will put on his armor, pick up his sword, rush to the city, and fight you to the death? Hey." Peng Wuwang looked up to the sky and smiled sadly, "Put on the armor, pick up the sword, and rush to the city are all innocent and innocent Tang officers and soldiers, and the ordinary people who were still plowing the fields and herding sheep in their hometown a moment ago. Just because of the name of loyalty and filial piety you covet, the corpses of these people will cover the moat of Hengzhou City in a few days. When the time comes, even if you die a thousand times, how will you pay for your sins?"

These words, frank and open, like a morning bell at dusk, hit the hearts of all Hebei soldiers, including Jiang Wang. Jiang forgot to hold the head of the city, and for a while, he couldn't speak. And the soldiers beside him, one by one, their hearts were shaking, and they couldn't help themselves, and they involuntarily lowered the arrows in their hands.

"General Jiang, we are here to tell you that the Turkic army will be here in one day's time, even in Youzhou, Yizhou, and Yingzhou. Let's go to the recruit camp in the northeast of the city and fight against the enemy army with the Tang officers and soldiers there. In the face of national crisis, how to choose, general, please decide for yourself." Peng was hopeless to shake off this sentence, lowered his head, couldn't bear to look at Jiang Forget at the head of the city anymore, turned his horse's head, and rode towards the recruit camp in the northeast of the city.

The four people behind him, including Lian Feng, glanced at each other, and at the same time followed him on a horse, galloping all the way, and disappeared into the night of Qingdai in a blink of an eye.

In the recruit camp, in the camp where the Flying Tiger Dart Bureau was stationed, Peng Wu's whimpering cries came intermittently from the tent, and all kinds of people in the dart bureau stood or sat outside the tent, and everyone was sad and didn't know what to do. After a while, Fang Mengjing walked out of the tent and let out a long sigh. Hong Sixue, who had been guarding the door for a long time, strode up to her side and asked softly, "Sister Jing, what's wrong with Wu Wu?"

Fang Mengjing smiled bitterly and said softly, "What else, still dead and don't believe that his own eldest brother actually betrayed Tang, crying to death. He is a martial arts practitioner, and if he cries like this, he will fall ill in a few hours, and I really advise him not to move. It would be nice if Brother Peng was here."

Hong Sixue stomped her foot lightly and sighed, "The three brothers who were originally good, why did God play such a trick on people. I can't imagine what it would be like if my eldest brother came to Hengzhou City."

At this moment, there was a commotion in the crowd, and Zuo Lianshan and Lu Wuwu and other dart masters of the Flying Tiger Dart Bureau stood up one after another, and shouted in surprise: "Mr. Peng, are you back?" Then came Luo Mingxian, and Zhao Yixiang shouted happily, "Master, you are finally back." The crowded crowd slowly parted a road, and the expressionless Peng Wuwang led Zheng Juechen, Lian Feng, Xiao Liechen, and Lei Ye to the camp of the Flying Tiger Dart Bureau silently.

"Big brother, you...... You're alright." Although Peng Wuwang's face was expressionless at this time, Hong Sixue still keenly captured an indescribable pathos from his eyes.

At this moment, Peng Wuwang only felt that the world was spinning, and the whole world was crumbling in front of him, hearing Hong Sixue's greeting, he reluctantly shook his head, wanting to say something, but suddenly felt a burst of Venus flashing in front of him, and he just wanted to faint to the ground.

In a trance, Fang Mengjing's soft words floated into her ears: "Brother Peng, your fourth brother has been crying in the tent for a long time, he is crying like this, it hurts his body, we can't persuade him no matter how much we persuade him, you go and see him."

"Fourth brother? ......" Peng Wuwang tried his best to barely brace his spirits, "I...... Call...... I'm going to see, I'm going to see." He didn't dare to look at anyone again, so he struggled to lift the curtain and rushed into the tent.

Peng Wuxing knelt on his knees, holding the ground with both hands, whimpering and crying, when he saw Peng Wuwang walking into the tent, with a big mouth, he staggered to his feet, and cried and threw himself into his arms: "Third brother, what kind of evil has my Peng family created, why is the eldest brother so decent...... but for irrelevant people...... Woo...... Rebel against the Don. Daddy...... If Daddy had heard this letter, he would never have been better. Mother...... Mother is miserable enough, it's time to ...... What to do...... Woo...... What should I do?"

Peng Wuwang felt a top-heavy ache rush into his mind, and he held his fourth brother tightly in his arms, and said in a dumb voice, "Fourth brother, don't cry. Men bleed without tears, good boys...... Don't cry."

"Third brother, who will save the eldest brother, who will save the eldest brother--! Peng Wuxian choked and howled loudly.

"Now it's like this, I'm ...... I really don't know how to save it." Listening to Peng Wuxing's heart-rending cry of helplessness, Peng Wuwang only felt that the sourness that hurt into his heart seemed to turn into an iron vertebrae, chiseling in his brain, and the pain made him almost crazy, "Third brother, third brother is useless, third brother...... It's useless." It was as if the sky was collapsing at this moment, as if the earth was collapsing at this moment, he fell to his knees weakly, hugged his fourth brother tightly, and big tears poured out of his eyes along with the overwhelming soreness. At this moment, the man who was so stubborn that he never seemed to give in to fate finally couldn't help crying.