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The Yanbei army has surrounded them, the hand-to-hand combat is so fierce that it is unbearable, on the snowfield stained red by blood, the front troops of the Yanbei army and Zhuge Yue's men and horses are in one place, the two waves collide head-on, the battle knife is bright, and between the charges, there is a large area of blood gushing out, like hot magma sprinkled on the slush and fertile soil. 【Latest chapter reading. 】

The wind howled, the sound of killing shook the sky, the neighing of the war horses and the screams of the soldiers when they were seriously injured and fell, the scene was like boiling hot water, and any strategy and strategy were no longer useful. At this moment, everyone seems to be crazy, waving their swords at each other with red eyes, broken limbs, splattered blood, and severed heads fall like rows of autumn grass. The murderer was immediately killed, but the dying man still did not forget to hold the enemy's thigh to buy time for his comrades to attack.

Even though the Yanbei Army had the upper hand in numbers, it could not break up the small camp of Yuewei. The warriors on the periphery fell, and the inner ones immediately pounced. They stood there with their swords swinging their swords, as if they were about to fall in one battle after another, but they still stood stubbornly, like a dogskin plaster that could not be shaken off, defeated but not broken. Even if the comrades-in-arms around him have fallen, he is the only one who is still fighting for himself, fighting alone. Even if the flesh and blood are blurred, even if the limbs are broken, even if there is only one breath left, they will still fight, and even if they are stabbed, they must open their mouths to tear off a piece of the enemy's flesh!

These people have followed Zhuge Yue since he was a child, as the son of the Zhuge family's long house, since he was four years old, the family has invited dozens of martial arts masters for him, and he is equipped with 500 personal dead soldiers. For more than ten years, they followed Zhuge Yue to fight in the north and south, and after hundreds of wars and killings, they never flinched and timid. Today, they once again showed the bloody loyalty of the so-called imperial "son-in-law" in front of the Yanbei soldiers.

Yan Xun's new chief of the guard, Nie Gu, waved his knife and shouted, "Kill!" Kill them! ”

Yuejiu was covered in blood, and a sword pierced the throat of a Yanbei army, and there was no more calm and calm demeanor on his face, so he wiped the blood off his face and said loudly: "Brothers! Rush out of the bloody road! ”

There were corpses everywhere, knives everywhere, there was almost no place to stand, and the warriors swung their knives and kicked the stumbling corpses to the side, the sounds of killing and screaming were deafening, and the blood mud was scattered scattered with meat sauce.

A Yanbei soldier cut off the thigh of a moon guard with a knife, the young moon guard not only did not scream, but a sword pierced the chest of Yan Beijun, and the warrior of Yan Bei hugged Yue Wei's waist with all his might before falling, and the two seriously injured and dying people rolled on the ground, like two wild dogs, tearing and biting each other, as if they had a terrible deep hatred. However, before they could bite each other to death, more than a dozen war horses galloped over, and the soldiers on the horses were still fighting, and the two people below were trampled by the horses' hooves and shattered their skulls, and the brains spurted out and splashed on the hooves of the war horses.

The battlefield formed a crimson vortex around the three hundred moon guards, the formations of the two sides were completely chaotic, and the Yanbei army outside could not rush in, so they fought horses and roared on the periphery, and rushed up from time to time to replenish the fallen companions. At this moment, the moon guard in the northwest corner was suddenly rushed open, Nie Gu cheered, and the warriors followed him with bloody sabers, screaming like wolves and tigers.

"Protect the General!" Yue Jiu snorted, his young face was blood-red, and he couldn't see his true face for a long time. The moon guards' eyes turned red at the same time, and they all turned around and wanted to rush, but they were entangled by the enemies around them.

Nie Gu shouted, "Rush! Kill the Zhuge dog thief! ”

Swish! As soon as the words fell, a white sword light suddenly struck, and a blood line was suddenly drawn between Nie Gu's neck, and in the next second, the head of the young guard chief flew high, his body straightened, and he fell into a pool of blood with a thud.

Zhuge Yue stood with a knife in his hand, his face was as smooth as jade with a long cyan fur, his deep eyes were like deep pools, and he looked at the messy battlefield with a bright eye, a drop of blood slowly flowed down his forehead, sliding meandering across the contours of the side of his face. Behind him, there are tens of thousands of corpses, farther away, there is an ancient city emitting black smoke, and further back, there is the land of Yanbei and the devastated land of Great Xia.

The war was raging, the people were wailing, Simon was shaking, the heavens and the earth were bleeding, and he stood in a pool of hideous blood with a knife, even though he was killed, he was still proud like a towering snow-capped mountain.

"General!"

"Well done!"

The thunderous cheers followed, and Zhuge Yue stood in the middle of a pool of blood, his voice as clear as a bell, and shouted loudly: "No one is allowed to die!" All rush with me! ”

"Yes!" The soldiers shouted in unison, Zhuge Yue rushed in front of the people, took the lead, personally led the team, his skills were so agile that it was dazzling, the blade rolled up the snow, like rolling white waves, and everywhere he passed, people turned over on their backs, and it was a mess.

The last remnants of more than 100 people in Yuewei were greatly invigorated, and the shouts of killing were deafening, and the invincible Yanbei Army in Yanbei couldn't help but be deterred by this crazy momentum, and the battle suddenly became stalemate. The officers in the rear were so angry that they cursed, but no matter how much they scolded, the high ground that was uplifted by corpses could not be taken, and no matter how many troops were invested, the more than a hundred people who looked like leaves in the rain were still slashing with their knives like immortal machines.

Yan Xun's face remained unchanged, but his eyes gradually narrowed, Zhuge Yue finally came out, he stood at the forefront of the fight, Qingqiu Xue knife, and his posture was like a vigorous dragon. In a trance, Yan Xun seemed to see the flickering golden light on his body, like the splendor of the Ninety-Five, dazzling, which made people dare not force their eyes.

A hint of coldness crossed his eyes, Yan Xun's voice was low, and he said slowly: "Bring a bow and arrow." ”

The guards hurriedly turned around to get Yan Xun's golden bow, the golden light was shining, dazzling, Yan Xun was wearing a long black coat, his eyebrows and eyes were not as clear and gentle as they were back then, at this moment, he was like a god of killing in the chaos of war, and his body was black and soaked in blood. The fingertips slowly rubbed the crossbow arrows, the four fingers were together, the thumbs were clasped, the arrows were touched, the bow was built, the crossbow was bent, the rope of fate was reversed at this moment, and the picture of the past rushed through his mind again, Yan Xun exerted his strength with both arms, and the crossbow arrows were like cooked shrimp on the back of a bow.

The wind was whistling, blowing through the flames of war and the cooling corpses, the dark clouds in the sky were rolling, the snowflakes were flying all over the sky, and the galloping horses' hooves were gradually approaching from behind. Yan Xun's eyes were like frost, his back was straight, he stood surrounded by thousands of troops, and with absolute superiority and attitude, he suddenly let go of the fingers holding the arrow!

The golden crossbow arrows swooped off the string and swept towards the vigorous body on the battlefield!

Thousands of pairs of eyes froze on it in an instant, and under the halo of the noon dusk sun, the arrow of fate shot out, towards Zhuge Yue's chest, like a bloodthirsty hungry wolf.

Zhuge Yue swung his knife and slashed over a Yanbei sergeant, scarlet blood spraying on the back of his hand like hot oil. He didn't need to look at it, but he listened with his ears, and the sound of the arrow piercing through the north wind reached the ear drum, and his body was like a swift lightning, and he dodged quickly with his senses, and the arrow was sharp, and it grazed his arm fiercely, carrying up a thick layer of clothing and a large patch of blood. However, before he could stand up, another arrow had already come in an instant.

Lianzhu crossbow, Yanbei Chu Qiao's famous stunt! At the state banquet on a snowy night, on the battlefield in the northwest, he had learned Chu Qiao's archery skills many times, and he was no longer a stranger. However, at this moment, this arrow is from Yan Xun's hand, but it has a different taste, the subtlety may be insufficient, but the strength is far surpassing.

Seven arrows in a row, the arrows went straight to the point, Zhuge Yue was like a swimming dragon, dodging them one by one, and finally his body shook and stood up in the fierce arrows of the storm. The eyes looked at each other for only a second, as fast as lightning, but it seemed to have gone through a lifetime of two people fighting each other.

In an instant, Zhuge Yue's body was like a full moon, his round arm was bent, and he threw the knife, and the snowy blade was like a white lightning, and he returned fire like thunder.

A short exclamation sounded not far behind him, and the corners of the man's mouth curled slightly, bringing out an imperceptible smile. He didn't dodge, not even a hint of panic on his face, but picked up the last golden arrow, suddenly drew his bow, and shot it away.

Heaven and earth seemed to be quiet for a while, and the two of them looked at each other in silence, sending out the final blow with all their might, no one dodging and dodging, just waiting for fate to make the final judgment on their lives.

"Your Majesty, be careful!"

"General!"

Before the exclamation could penetrate the eardrums, a long neighing of a war horse suddenly sounded, the snowy sword was like a shining star in the dark night, the sharp sword pierced through the vast snow mist, roaring from behind Yan Xun, and at the last moment when Zhuge Yue's war knife pierced Yan Xun's heart, it hit the back of the war knife!

It's just an ordinary war knife, how can it be against this glorious and floating divine weapon? The two forces were combined in one place, the war knife shattered, but the sword still maintained its previous speed forward, Yan Xun's sharp arrow shot through the crowd in his chest, followed by it, the sword suddenly plunged into the tail of the arrow, straight down, and a sword pierced Zhuge Yue's chest. The blood meandered down, flowing through the slanting blood wave lines of the sword body, until it flowed to the two small ancient seals at the end of the tail, and between the scarlet and hot spots, the word "breaking the moon" was faintly visible.

Zhuge Yue's mouth suddenly spurted out a big blood flower, and his body staggered back, but he couldn't bear it. The moon guards rushed forward in a daze, guarding him all around. Yuejiu's eyes were red, kneeling in front of him, tears rolling down his eyes, and the young swordsman turned his head suddenly, his eyes full of madness and rage, looking at the team of pitch-black armor in the heavy snow from afar.

Chu Qiao sat on horseback, with two thousand beautiful troops on his side, and the horse's hooves stepped on the snowfield, making a rumbling sound. Her pupils widened, and she finally saw a face in the snowstorm, the whole person was like falling into an ice abyss, her limbs were numb with cold, and her heart seemed to have been pulled out and thrown into the ice and snow.

Yan Xun smiled faintly, stretched out his hand to flick off a snowflake that fell on his clothes, walked forward slowly, stretched out his hand to Chu Qiao, and said warmly, "You are here." ”

Zhuge Yue was covered in blood, the wound on his chest was hideous, and there seemed to be a rolling black tide in his eyes. The truth once again bloodily shattered his pride and self-esteem, and the corners of his eyebrows and eyes were cold, and he watched the man and forcibly suppressed the blood in his throat.

Zhuge Yue, how much do you want to despise yourself?

The man sneered, his voice low and hoarse like a hellish ghost, and muttered, "After all, it's my own wishful thinking. ”

His cold gaze fell on Chu Qiao, Chu Qiao only felt that her breathing had become difficult, she couldn't move, she couldn't speak, and she sat on the back of the horse with heavy breathing. She can no longer see Yan Xun's hypocritical and smiling face, she can no longer see the corpses as high as a hill, she can no longer see the ancient city of Yuegong emitting black smoke, she can no longer see the rolling wind and snow between heaven and earth, only Zhuge Yue, only the scarlet blood on his green fur, like a piercing arrow, hit her chest.

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