Time turned, and three years flew by.

Yang Su has grown from the original black and thin hairy boy to a sturdy and slightly civilized beautiful boy. In the past three years, he has learned advanced sword forging techniques while studying, and has gained a lot. Li Wuyi was also transferred from the Cadet Army to the Forward Battalion, and it was he who took the initiative to ask for his life, and he said that the Forward Battalion had many opportunities to make meritorious contributions.

The news of the change in the north spread all over Cloud City, it is said that more than a dozen scouts died, all of them were elite warriors who were one in a thousand, someone watched a red war horse gallop into Izumo Pass from outside the fortress, causing a lot of commotion, the scout lying on the horse had more than a dozen feather arrows stuck in his back, and the blood was drained, and the guard of Izumo Pass searched for a sketch from him.

Yang Su obviously felt that the security in the city was more stringent, and the neighing war horses came in and out, and Li Wuyi rarely showed up, just entrusted him to make a brand new armor. There are more and more carriages going out of the city at the south gate, the gentleman who teaches in the school is also gone, and the large and small Gelou shops have closed down, and the once prosperous Cloud City has suddenly become depressed.

Two days later, in the evening, Li Wuyi went to the blacksmith shop to get his new armor, and Yang Su asked him if he was about to go to war.

"Tomorrow we will go on the expedition, and the urgent documents of Izumo Pass are flying everywhere like snowflakes, and the generals have to make a decision as soon as possible, if Izumo Pass is lost, the gap in the north will be opened, and the consequences will be unimaginable. ”

Blacksmith Wang packed up his bags overnight and said, "We'll leave tomorrow morning." ”

Yang Su was a little worried, so he asked, "Master, will Cloud City be lost?"

"Most of the time, the generals in the city are not in harmony with each other, the marshal is a person with great ambitions and talents, and the major families have ghosts in their hearts, and one day someone suddenly surrenders the city, I won't feel strange. ”

"Isn't it dangerous to be unclothed like that?"

"This is their fate, if he wants to make meritorious deeds and become a general, he will go to the battlefield, and whether he can survive or not depends on his luck. And we are just two inconsequential blacksmiths, we can't hold weapons, we can't protect ourselves, and one day the city is broken, but there are two more unjust ghosts under the knife of foreigners, so it is better to get out as soon as possible. ”

Yang Su also helped pack up his things, and the next day, the two drove the carriage out of the city gate, all the way south, and half a month later, they came to a small town at the foot of Qixia Mountain. When Yang Su lived on Tianjian Mountain, he had heard Liu Yun say that the right path of the world's immortal gates was headed by the seven immortal mountains, and Qixia Mountain was one of the seven immortal mountains.

The blacksmith said: "Let's settle down in Qixia Town, on the one hand, we can inquire about the affairs of Cloud City, and on the other hand, the Xuanjing produced on Qixia Mountain is also an excellent material for forging swords." ”

Qixia Town is not big, the only blacksmith shop in the town is very simple, and the business is also cold, the owner of the shop has long wanted to go to the city, but no one has taken over. The blacksmith easily took down the shop, rearranged the stove, and began to work as a blacksmith again.

The Xuanjing on Qixia Mountain is really a rare good material, Yang Su began to add Xuanjing to the boiling molten iron, and the furnace fire was refined day and night for more than 40 days before the Xuanjing was completely melted.

Blacksmith Wang was very satisfied, the texture of Xuanjing was heavy, and it was perfect to make a heavy sword, and it was more powerful to swing, which was very suitable for fighting on the battlefield.

The news came from the city in the clouds, there was a rebellion in the city, the marshal fled back to the capital overnight, the rebels colluded with foreigners, and the inside and outside broke the Izumo Pass, the door of the Central Plains was opened, and everyone fled south day and night, but how did people run past the war horse?

The people of Qixia Town also began to pack up their belongings and prepare to run away, and in a few days, the foreign war horses would set foot on this land. Yang Su held the Heavenly Dao in his hand, but he couldn't control his fate, whether it was his own or someone else's, he was suddenly a little unwilling, it stands to reason that he was not such a stubborn person, but at this time, he just wanted to send this sword to Li Wuyi's side, even if it was as a sacrifice.

Blacksmith Wang began to pack his bags again.

"This time, let's go to Canghai City, the southernmost city, maybe we can live a few years of peace, and when the whole world is gone, let's find a big mountain to live in seclusion. ”

"Master, I want to go back and have a look. ”

"You don't want to die?"

"Master, I think that many people have died in this war, they are all as innocent as you and me, but they just ran a little slower and died, is it really their fault that they didn't run fast enough? No, it is the barbarians who start the war that really deserve to be judged, as long as the barbarism exists, we can't run, and one day, their horses will catch up with us, and then kill us and plunder our belongings. ”

Blacksmith Wang was silent for a long time, and finally he smiled with relief.

"You have finally grown up and have your own ideas, you are right, we can't run away, but before rebelling against fate, it is better to be fully prepared, otherwise you will die in vain. ”

In the past two days, Yang Su has created a pair of armor for himself, and Wang Blacksmith has found him a good horse, and before parting, Wang Blacksmith has rarely shed tears: "Try to take the path, don't fight to the death when you encounter the enemy, I will wait for you in Canghai City." ”

Yang Su traveled all the way north, walking on the remote trails in the mountains, after more than 20 days, he finally came to the city in the clouds, the city wall has been replaced with the green wolf flag, several huge pits were dug outside the city, they drove the captives to the giant pit, and then cut off their heads, those who were timid saw such a bloody scene, so they made a surrender, and raised the butcher knife to the original companion.

When Yang Su raised his eyes, the scar-faced young man was standing on the city wall, changing into the general's iron coat, and looking indifferently at the slaughterhouse below. On the city wall at the foot of Scarface is Li Wuyi, who is hanging with iron locks, not knowing whether he is alive or dead. Finally in the second half of the night, most of the enemies were already asleep, and the soldiers on patrol were also a little slack, Yang Su took the sword and touched the city wall, he softly called Li Wuyi's name a few times, Li Wuyi opened his eyes slightly, he was not dead, and muttered to himself: "I will not surrender." ”

Yang Su felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, he swung his sword to cut the iron lock, helped Li Wuyi up and wanted to leave, but he couldn't go anymore. Scarface surrounded them with hundreds of soldiers.

"I knew someone was going to come to his rescue, but I didn't expect it to be you. Scarface looked like a victor and raised his head proudly.

Yang Su rushed to his head with a sense of pride, gritted his teeth and said, "You traitor, one day you will die without a place to be buried." ”

Scarface was enraged, and with an order, dozens of swords were cut down, and Yang Su swung his sword back, and these swords broke in response.

"Good sword. Scarface couldn't help but blurt out admiration, it was the first time he had seen such a good sword, he had just been promoted to a general, and he was lacking such a good sword.

Li Wuyi stood up suddenly, snatched the sword from Yang Su's hand, and saw the inscription on the sword, and his eyes shone again.

"Walk the way of heaven, good! good! good!" Li Wuyi laughed wildly, shocking everyone.

Li Wuyi swung his heavy sword vigorously, opening and closing, and the soldiers around him fell one by one, and after a long time, he finally fell to the ground with all his strength and never got up again.

Everything was over, Li Wuyi was really dead, and these soldiers rushed up and cut Yang Su down.

General Scar smirked, and he was about to pick up the "Heavenly Dao" that had fallen to the ground, when suddenly a gust of wind blew the crowd to the ground, and by the time the wind was gone.