Chapter Fifty-Nine: The Battle of the Forgotten Hearts (I)
High in the sky, countless flying eagles formed a dark cloud.
Phew! Phew!
With a burst of cries piercing through the clouds and cracking stones, it was flying at extreme speed, through the dense and constantly flapping wings, the air flow swirled, the light and shadow were distorted, and a faint figure flashed inside.
"The world has changed, and the energy has increased!"
"The world has changed, and the energy has increased!"
A huge mechatronic synthesis sound kept resounding in my mind.
Among the flock of eagles, Zhou Wuwu's eyes were swirling with birth and death, and the surrounding light and shadow were distorted and intertwined, and he was opening the method of spiritual illusion, controlling the flock of eagles to keep him in the air and fly quickly.
At this time, his mind moved, and suddenly a light curtain appeared:
[System Energy Reserve: 18932]
Zhou Wuwu sneered lightly in his mouth, looking a little confused: "The battle of the Jin Dynasty has just ended, why did it suddenly rise so much energy, this increase is no less than the gain from destroying a country." ”
"What happened?"
Zhou Wuwu's clothes were blown by the violent air currents in the sky.
His eyes swirled and disappeared, his long black hair danced like a snake in the distorted light and shadow, and his whole person was hidden among the eagles, looking like a demon.
"Check it out."
Zhou Wuwu thought about it, and suddenly the flock of eagles flying at extreme speed around him suddenly hissed.
Phew! Phew!
With the piercing chirping in the sky, the eagle flock rolled in the sky like a black oppressive dark cloud, as if splashing countless black waves, scattered and gathered, and then flew away in another direction, gradually disappearing into the sky.
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"Swordmaster!"
Yu Qian stood in the middle of a mountain of corpses and blood at this time with his sword.
The armor on his body was covered with criss-crossing scars, and there was a wound in the corner of his eye that was oozing blood, but he didn't bother to wipe it, his expression looked extremely tired, and he said to a thin old man in light armor on the side: "I can't hold it anymore." ”
"Yu Qian, have you ever regretted it?"
Gongsun Daoguang's hair was like snow, and he was simply tied up with a headband and draped on his back.
There was an unusually cold look in his expression, and his eyes were depressed, staring into the far distance, where armies were pouring up like a tidal wave, and the swordsmen who resisted, though extremely brave, continued to die with all their men.
"No regrets!"
Yu Qian's answer was categorical: "It is the highest glory for me to shed the last drop of blood for Da Chu!" ”
"Haha! Hahahaha...... Ahem, ahem! ”
Gongsun Daoguang first chuckled, and then burst into laughter, until he coughed with laughter, laughed and shed tears, his body trembled faintly, and there was an indescribable desolate sorrow.
"Adult ......"
Yu Qian's eyes flashed with tears, and he felt the tip of his nose sour.
Bang!
Gongsun Daoguang suddenly knelt down on his knees at this time, he looked up at the sky, and the old man burst into tears: "The old man is ashamed of the first king!" Da Chu's hegemony is now completely lost......"
"My lord, get up!"
Yu Qian looked frightened and hurriedly stepped forward to help.
It's just that he has been fighting one after another since the king of Jin left the city, and at this time he has lost some strength, and his body is suddenly unstable when his feet are weak, and then he barely stands firm with his sword.
Since the night of the violent death of the king of Chu, the Chu army was ready to withdraw the camp and return to China before dawn.
The hateful princes had already laid an ambush, taking advantage of the time when the army pulled out of the camp and slaughtered violently, the army was scattered in the panic, Gongsun Daoguang escorted the coffin of the king of Chu, led three thousand swordsmen and nearly ten thousand warriors to break through, and the remaining Chu army was scattered and scattered countless times in the dark night.
In the midst of the continuous breakthrough, the princes spread the news again.
A piece of bad news came:
The army of the princes has advanced into the hinterland of Chu and is marching towards the royal capital!
At first hearing this news, and with the spread of the news of the violent death of the king of Chu, the army of Chu in a foreign country suddenly mourned all over the field, although Gongsun Daoguang turned it into a mourning soldier and fought to break out of the encirclement, but at this time it was already the end of the road.
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"I didn't expect the state of Chu to die so quickly."
In the middle of the army, Ning Qi rode a high-headed horse, standing side by side with all the brothers and sisters, holding the reins at this time, and sighed a little as he spoke: "It's just that in the blink of an eye, it is the overthrow of the country, which is really terrifying." ”
"It's hard to react to elbows and armpits."
Xie Yun had a coldness on his face.
Now that he has a great revenge, the enemy Kou family and country do not exist, and the general trend of the world at this time is almost like a passing cloud for him, not lingering in his heart, and his whole body faintly exudes a dusty temperament.
"You see, the swordsmen of the Chu State can't hold it anymore."
Amber's eyes were staring, and he looked out at the battlefield in the distance.
There is a mountain field, the terrain is slightly uneven, withered yellow and slightly blackened, the grass and trees are endlessly depressed, countless armor soldiers are layered, holding swords and weapons, like a big wave overwhelming.
The swordsmen of the Chu State who fought hard ahead.
Although the sword light was invincible and the bravery was unstoppable, the number of armored warriors who accompanied the surrounding cover was too small, and they were extremely weak, and they were defeated and retreated under the rush of the princes' army.
From a distance, it looks like a dam that is about to burst at any moment under the impact of floods.
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"Yu Qian."
Gongsun Daoguang's eyes rose with a strange brilliance at this time.
He took out a scroll from his arms and said: "This is the edict of the first king, the princes are treacherous, and the big families in the country are all wolf ambitions, don't be gullible, now the old man has ordered you to carry this edict, lead the crowd to break through, and quickly rush back to the royal capital to help the prince succeed to the throne." ”
"Adult ......"
Yu Qian looked anxious and wanted to say something.
But he saw Gongsun Daoguang waving his hand to interrupt his next words, and then said to him: "Now that my ancestor Wang's coffin is here, under the siege of the army, insisting on escorting it will only wipe out the whole army. ”
He shook his head and sighed: "Yu Qian, now the old man can only be handed over to you." ”
"It's not easy for me to be a swordsman in Dachu, and now it's a heavy loss, if you continue to hesitate, this last hope will be gone, you can't bear to see all this hard work in vain?"
Yu Qian fell silent when he heard this.
The three thousand swordsmen of Dachu, although it was taught by Gongsun Daoguang, was created by his soldiers and soldiers, eating and living together, and being like brothers and sisters.
"My lord, my subordinates must swear to hand over the edict to the prince!"
For most of the generals are hard-hearted, Yu Qian has calmed down at this time, he said categorically, and then asked: "My lord, why don't you come with me and others for this breakthrough?" ”
"Hahaha!"
Gongsun Daoguang laughed when he heard this: "Yu Qian, if the old man doesn't stay, how can you break through?" ”
As he spoke, he slowly pulled out the sword weapon from his waist, his slightly curved back gradually straightened, and there was a faint sound of wind and thunder in his thin body, and he sighed lightly: "Although the old man is a warrior, he is a sword saint of the Great Chu Protector Country, and after that, he has to be taught by the heavenly people of the Taishang Palace. ”
"Now that the family and country are dying, it is the time for the old man to prove the way of heaven and man!"
He has cultivated swords all his life, and after being taught the Taishang Forgetful Swordsmanship by the master of the Taishang Palace, although he is extremely moved, he has not been able to make up his mind, because his family and country are too deeply fetted.
At this time, the family and the country were in turmoil, and the army was besieged, but they had to use this supreme swordsmanship to break through and save the country.
"Yu Qian."
Gongsun Daoguang's eyes were condensed, and he said: "You order the rest of the soldiers to shrink the battle line, and when the old man comes out of the battle, he will break through immediately, without delaying for a moment, and not close to the old man!" ”
"Your Excellency!"
Yu Qian looked anxious when he heard this.
Immediately seeing Gongsun Daoguang's cold eyes, he suddenly didn't dare to say any more, and responded in a deep voice: "Yes, the last general will take the order!" ”
"Those who are too forgetful are the least emotional."
Gongsun Daoguang closed his eyes when he heard this, sighed in his mouth, and then untied his hoops, let his white hair spread out, his expression seemed to be sad and joyful, and he walked away with a sword and sang: "The one who loves is ...... in my generation"
At this time, he was already ready to enter the last level of that supreme swordsmanship: Taishang Forgetfulness!
Yu Qian stood in place for a long time.
His expression was as cold as iron and stone unmoved, but there were two lines of clear tears, and when he heard the song of Chu Yun that the old man had desolate, there was a faint trace of sorrow in his heart.
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