Xue Zhao is a smart person.

Things have happened, Li Zenan's success is unstoppable, he made a big fuss, it is not good for the Northern Tang Dynasty, but for the sake of his own innermost choice, he must fight, it doesn't matter if he wins or loses, and he can't make a big fuss.

So the current scene was created.

Heibaicheng had already died in battle, and here, General Guanying was the oldest and most respected, so General Shenwu was trying to find out his opinion.

"Don't fight, let him in," General Guanying said, "It's not his will to kill as many people as he wants, he just wants to attack us, there's not much point in stopping us, who have you ever seen who fought with the Shenwu Army and only brought more than 300 people?" ”

General Shenwu looked at his broken arm worriedly, and said, "General, you are seriously injured, go back first, Xue Zhao, that guy, I'll solve it, the young man is strong, and he can't figure it out." ”

General Guanying shook his head and said: "I'm fine, if it weren't for your help, today would not be just as simple as breaking my arm, my entire life will be in the hands of His Royal Highness King Jin, although I am old, but my strength is still there, nothing serious." Xue Zhao, you are not easy to deal with, the old decay still has a little shallow prestige, maybe you can try to know it with affection and move it with reason. ”

Knowing that there was no point in holding out any longer, General Shenwu stood up and made a gesture.

The battle in the distance slowed down slightly, and the Shenwu Army released a way.

General Shenwu looked down at Li Xianyue's face, sighed, knelt on one knee, and gave a salute.

The sound of spears dragging on the masonry was breathtaking.

The confrontation is over, and there are not too many casualties.

The power of more than 300 Yulin troops is not small.

Xue Zhao is their source of strength and their faith, when Lin Rong falsely passed on Xue Zhao's order, even many people close to Lin Rong knew the inside story but willingly saddled up the horse, but once Xue Zhao made another decision, everyone would follow him without hesitation, regardless of right or wrong.

That bright red armor caught the eye under the dark sky, in the wind and rain.

That touch of red.

Xue Zhao's figure became clearer and clearer, and his face was gloomy like a black cloud in the sky.

He had never been so full of anger as he was today.

His eyes were like knives, skimming over the faces of the Shenwu Army, making people feel fearful.

He had seen all kinds of people, and he had also seen the corpse of General Shenwu and even the Great General Hei Baicheng, but he was a little indifferent.

He saw General Guanying, who seemed to have a slight wave, but it was not heavy, and it was more of a kind of anger and disdain.

His gaze slowly descended along General Guanying, and he saw the young man he respected and had a great reputation.

That body is still well-proportioned, and it still makes countless people feel stable and respected.

But it won't get up again.

It was only at this moment that his body seemed to have been struck by lightning, and his footsteps stopped, and his whole body trembled violently.

He had never been more out of shape than he was now, and it was like he had suffered a huge blow for the first time.

An indescribable feeling of grief and indignation surged through his body, and he had been angry all the time, but it had only reached its peak until now.

Li Xianyue died.

He's still a step too late.

In his opinion, it was not only a dereliction of duty, but also an unforgettable feeling that his dignity had been trampled on - he did not do a good job as a general of Yulin.

He stood there for a long time, letting the rain wash over his handsome face, motionless.

His movements brought a very oppressive atmosphere to the surroundings, so that no one spoke, and everyone looked at him silently.

Seeing his performance, General Guanying's old face showed a hint of hatred that iron is not steel.

He didn't want to see the young man he valued look like this, he looked really weak like that, how could it be called strong? To be as ruthless and unrighteous as he is, and to be shameless, is called powerful.

Li Xianyue was too weak and too open-minded, so he died.

Good people don't live long, and disasters last for thousands of years.

The strong run rampant, and the weak go against the grain.

Xue Zhao knelt on one knee and hugged a fist.

General Guan Ying knew that this would not be against himself.

Xue Zhao stood up, threw away the spear, pulled out the saber at his waist, and began to step forward.

The Yulin Army behind didn't know what he was going to do, just followed closely.

The surrounding Shenwu troops also didn't know what he was going to do, but they sensed a hint of danger, so they cautiously approached.

General Shenwu looked at him coldly, and scolded coldly: "General Xue, what do you want to do?" ”

"Kill the thief." Xue Zhao's voice was sonorous and powerful, without the slightest hesitation.

"Hmph," General Shenwu sneered, "General Yulin, I know you are very powerful, but you still can't catch up with Li Xianyue, Li Xianyue is dead, just the few people you brought, it is simply wishful thinking to kill us." ”

"I'll try it, His Royal Highness King Jin has killed so many people, I don't know how many people I can kill."

"You're going to die." General Shenmu drew his sword and gave a final warning.

He said so, but it was clear that he was a little nervous.

Xue Zhao was getting closer and closer to them, thirty zhang, twenty zhang, ten zhang......

The Shenwu Army got closer and closer, and the Yulin Army followed tighter and closer.

General Guanying gently lowered Li Xianyue's body to the ground and slowly stood up.

He was naked, and although he looked old, he still had a faint terrifying power.

In the eyes of everyone, he suddenly took a step forward.

General Shenwu seemed to realize what he was going to do, and exclaimed, "General Guanying! ”

General Guanying threw down the black ink, and the famous knife fell to the ground with a "sonorous sound", and his body seemed to flow like a cloud, heading towards Xue Zhao.

Xue Zhao raised his knife.

General Guan Ying appeared half a foot in front of him with his bare hands, and opened one arm—his other arm was removed by Li Xianyue.

His chest was exposed in front of Xue Zhao like this.

"Come on, you said you want to kill the thief, then let the old man see your courage." He said.

The people around were all stunned, and they couldn't figure out what happened to General Guanying, including the Yulin Army behind Xue Zhao.

But Xue Zhao was terrifyingly calm.

Not only was he calm, but his eyes were frighteningly cold.

The knife in his hand moved with the movement of his arm.

General Shenwu's face was particularly ugly, and he roared: "Xue Zhao, how dare you? Aren't you afraid of being scolded by history!? ”

Today, in order to kill Li Xianyue, the Shenwu General Heibaicheng was killed in battle, and General Guanying broke an arm, if General Guanying also died, then the price was too great.

Xue Zhao looked at him and said, "I really don't understand, why aren't you afraid?" ”

Knowing that it was useless to talk to him more, General Shenwu knelt down on one knee and clenched his fists and said: "General Guanying, please, for the sake of Datang, don't do such a stupid thing, what kind of person Xue Zhao is, everyone knows very well, he will really kill you, Datang can't bear today's price, the death of His Royal Highness King Jin has already caused Datang to suffer huge trauma." ”

General Guanying shook his head with a smile and said: "I'm already old, killing His Royal Highness King Jin for you is the last thing I can do, you can't expect me to do more, that's too cruel to me, I'm really tired." ”

"General, no!" In the distance, the black-pressed Shenwu Army knelt down piecemeal, and countless people cried out in pain.

Xue Zhao looked at these calmly, like none of them had anything to do with him.

He raised his knife and aimed it at General Guanying's chest.

A gust of wind swept in the rain and hit his face, causing his face to drip all the time.

He's out of the knife.

Almost everyone's faces turned pale, including the Yulin Army behind them, who didn't dare to look at it more.

Blood, dazzling red.

General Guanying's old body fell backwards, and Xue Zhao pulled out his knife, took a few steps forward, and hugged him.

"You're not strong enough, but you're smart enough." General Guan Ying smiled.

"It's not that I can't bear it, but I can't kill you for the sake of Datang." Xue Zhao said expressionlessly.

He avoided the fatal place, and the wound was not deep, maybe he was just trying to give himself an explanation, an explanation to Li Xianyue and Datang.

General Shenwu came to the front, Xue Zhao handed over General Guanying to the other party, and then turned around and left.

"What are you going to do?" General Shenwu asked with an ugly face.

"I know what to do." Xue Zhao didn't look back.

General Guanying smiled, he knew that Xue Zhao was really smart enough to know that since the matter had been done, then the only thing left was to solve it, and it was definitely not a wise move to fight with Li Zenan's forces, including him.

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(End of chapter)