Killing, wailing, wailing.

In the warm winter sun, this scene in front of me is repeated. The sunrise that was originally like broken gold gradually turned into a blood-stained sunset.

Zhu Rong held Zhu Luan's hand and looked at the hell in front of him.

Suddenly, blood splashed on the young man's snow-white cheeks, Zhu Rong raised his left hand, wiped it gently, and looked at his bloodstained fingers in a daze.

The young man held Zhu Luan's hand tightly.

"Are you scared?" Zhu Luan glanced at him.

"A little." The young man looked at Zhu Luan with a pure look in his eyes, "Am I useless?" ”

He looked at his hand, "I've already killed someone." ”

"No, that's fine." Zhu Luan looked at him calmly, "This kind of thing can be familiar, but you can never get used to it." ”

She took the young man's hand back, looked at the scene in front of her with him, and then said seriously.

"Look at it, no matter how painful, no matter how disgusted, you can't look away," the girl looked deeply into the distance, as if looking at this place and elsewhere through the tragic scene in front of her.

It's like you're here, and it's like you're in the distance.

Zhu Rong let out a breath, glanced at the girl's side face, and looked ahead again.

The fierce fighting did not last long.

Even if the officers and soldiers who appeared behind were well-equipped and orderly, in front of the black-armored cavalry, there was absolutely no possibility of victory.

The heavy crossbows used by the black-armored cavalry were twice as thick as the arrows of the standard crossbows, and were connected to the hard armor of the horses, which was extremely powerful.

Soon after the two sides began to fire at each other, most of the officers and men were damaged and their morale was completely lost.

Then, the black-armored cavalry unloaded their heavy crossbows one after another and drew their huge swords.

The horse chopping knife used by the black-armored cavalry is one zhang five long and weighs fifteen catties, and the two armies can cut off the horse's head with one knife against each other, dealing with these officers and soldiers with big swords and spears, in a real sense, let everyone realize what it is to "kill chickens with a knife." ”

Under normal circumstances, with such an obvious disparity in strength, normal officers and soldiers would choose to disarm and surrender.

After all, they are all officers and soldiers of the Great Zhou, and they know that they can't be defeated, so there is no need to die in vain.

But this group of officers and men, who were obviously at a disadvantage, did not behave like normal people at all.

Rather, a group of real outlaws.

Even though he trembled with fear, his hands trembled and he couldn't grasp the sword, he still roared and rushed forward with his fist, and was slashed to the ground by the slasher.

One fell and the other rushed up.

It's ...... to look at Very uncomfortable.

Duan Lizheng clenched the hilt of the Naked Sword, and turned his head away with a smile on his face.

A large hand reached out from the side and pinched his head, straightening his head.

"Look." Duan Haochu got off his horse and walked to his side at some point.

With one hand behind his back, the look on his face was not distinguishing between joy and anger, and he commanded lightly.

"Big brother." Duan Lizheng shouted in a low voice.

"I don't understand." "Why didn't they surrender?" he said. ”

"I can understand the brazenness of these officers and soldiers in the face of these retired guards." Duan Lizheng said, stretching out his hand and pointing at the officers and soldiers who were fighting in front of him, "But in the face of the black-armored cavalry, how dare they resist stubbornly?" This is a violation of the laws of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and it is to punish the three clans! ”

Duan Haochu's eyes were far away, staring at the scene of flesh and blood flying in front of him expressionlessly, obviously a civil official, but the expression on his face had the coldness of a military general.

He glanced at his brother.

His gaze shifted to the sword at his waist.

"You have been going to Tiance Academy for two years, and you have indeed benefited." "But then, there's something you're going to learn somewhere else." ”

"What's that?" Duan Lizheng looked up at his brother.

Looking at his younger brother's clear eyes, Duan Haochu's eyes crossed with a touch of unbearability.

He subconsciously turned his head to look in the direction of the girl.

She was holding the hand of the young man next to her, her eyes unblinking.

Calmer than anyone else.

More special than anyone else.

What kind of fire is burning under this calm?

"Big brother?" Duan Lizheng's cry recalled Duan Haochu's thoughts.

Duan Haochu's big hand was placed on Duan Lizheng's head, looking at the unbearable expression of the young man in front of him, his eyes were heavy.

Even if the ambition is far better than ordinary people, this is the reaction that only young people who have not experienced much life and death will have.

"You have to learn to accept death." Duan Haochu stroked Duan Lizheng's head and said, "Although you have killed people a long time ago, you will continue to face such a situation countless times in the future, because one of your decisions may result in thousands of deaths." ”

The man's voice was thick, and he looked at the young brother's expression complex and resolute.

"The thickness of the sword is the thickness of life, this is what the former owner of the sword at your waist once said." Duan Haochu looked at Duan Lizheng and said.

"Sister-in-law?" Duan Lizheng's eyes widened.

"If you want to hurt others with your sword, you have to be prepared to be hurt by others," Duan Haochu said as he stared at the naked sword.

"No one dies without exception."

The man's voice was faint, like a sigh.

"Whether it is a scholar or a martial artist, no one can guarantee that what someone does will be right, and no one can guarantee that there is no mistake in this life and this life who has not killed someone who should not be killed."

"The only thing we can do is to abide by the rules of our hearts."

"That is, the so-called ......" The man was about to finish speaking, when he suddenly saw his brother's ears move, and a very small voice of a girl came from not far away.

"The so-called keep your own promises and fulfill your obligations." Duan Lizheng said in a daze, looking up at Duan Haochu, "Is that right?" ”

Duan Haochu couldn't hear what the girl said, glanced at Zhu Luan, who seemed to be talking to Zhu Rong, and stared at Duan Lizheng and asked.

"What did she just say?"

Duan Lizheng nodded.

"Really?" The corners of Duan Haochu's mouth showed a somewhat lonely smile, and then patted his younger brother's head, "Although it is a cliché, I hope you can remember it." ”

Duan Lizheng nodded, with admiration in his eyes, and said with admiration, "Thank you, big brother, big brother is really amazing." ”

Duan Haochu smiled bitterly.

Although he said it so high-soundingly, he didn't feel that it was for any other reason when he saw this situation.

Terrible?

Ha ha.

As for themselves.

I'm afraid I've been numb for a long time.

No, maybe it's because I don't have a heart for a long time.

Since she was gone, all the senses had been taken away, and not a drop was left.

Just as Duan Haochu looked at the Shura Field again, a young officer and soldier who was suddenly in the strangulation array suddenly threw away the sword in his hand, hugged his head and cried loudly.

"I surrender! I'm gone! Anyway, Lao Tzu's whole family has long since died, and there is no family to kill after signing the contract of Nalaoshzi! ”

Everyone present was shocked.

"What does he mean by that?" Zhu Rong frowned and looked at Zhu Luan.

Then I was surprised to find that the expression on the girl's face was unprecedentedly dignified.

A chill ran from the soles of his feet.

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