When he got the words of Naba, he spit out in Ye Liang's mouth, and the momentum and palpitations on his body changed slightly, exuding a chill that penetrated people's bones, which made people daunting and trembling.

When Ji Yuheng came to his mouth, he forcibly stuffed it back, and he could only shake his head in his heart and sigh: "Alas... The general attaches so much importance to love and righteousness, I really don't know if it's good or bad. ”

In his opinion, Ye Liang is indeed smart enough, and he is indeed capable enough, if Ye Liang really wants to dominate the Nanqi Dynasty, maybe there is really a drama.

It's a pity that Ye Liang is too affectionate, just like this time, Ye Liang can obviously let go of these soldiers in Huaixiang Palace, so as to win the hearts of the people, annex this group of soldiers, and expand his own strength.

It's a pity that Ye Liang gave up this opportunity for the sake of those Beiliang soldiers who died in battle, persecuted prisoners of war, and the people of Beiliang.

Although, to a certain extent, this also has benefits, such as deterring the Quartet and making the generals more desperate to follow, but in comparison, Ji Yuheng still feels that this is a loss.

As if seeing through what Ji Yuheng was thinking, Mei Jiuweng came to Ji Yuheng's side, patted him on the shoulder, looked at Ye Liang, who had already stepped out and gone to kill the Quartet, and said to him: "Don't think too much." ”

"Pavilion Master, this is the Pavilion Master I know, isn't it?"

This...

Suddenly awakened by Mei Jiuweng's words, Ji Yuheng's heart was like a clear understanding, and he swelled: "Yes, although the general has abandoned the more advantageous method and chosen the destructive method, this is the general, isn't it?"

"It's the general who values love and righteousness, and makes us willing to believe in him with my heart, treat him with my life, and follow him with (one)'s life, isn't it?"

If Ye Liang really only does this with the struggle for hegemony in the world, power and selfishness, then this is not Ye Liang who he knows and is willing to stay with his life and accompany everyone else, right?

Feeling like this, the corners of Ji Yuheng's mouth pulled out a bitter smile: "I'm stupid." ”

Mei Jiuweng saw that although his cheeks were bitter, his eyes were more and more bright, and he smiled faintly, and said, "Okay, lead the army, end the battle here as soon as possible, help the pavilion master lead the army south, and save people and destroy the mansion." ”

"Hmm. ”

Ji Yuheng nodded, and without the slightest hesitation, he swept out with Mei Jiuweng and others, commanding the overall situation while helping each other, and killing the remnants of Huaixiang Palace.

And because Dong Chengtai and all the powerhouses in the palace fell, the group of leaderless Huaixiang royal palace troops, after several failed counterattacks, were completely demoralized and completely suppressed by blood.

After the last part of the recalcitrant soldiers were slaughtered, the Beiliang army also slaughtered the entire Huaixiang Wangfu army on the battlefield at the speed of the wind and clouds.

Although, some of them surrendered to the army, reacted, and wanted to pick up the sword again and make a last fight, but unfortunately it was easy to throw down the weapon, and it was really harder to pick it up than to climb to the sky.

Therefore, in the end, the Beiliang army wiped out the morale of this group of soldiers at a small price, and the remnants of the group of dragons and dragons were all killed.

When the battle stopped, the entire battlefield was full of blood, corpses everywhere, war blades, broken flags, and everywhere, and the scene was quite desolate.

However, if you look closely, you can find that most of the armor worn by these soldiers who died on the ground was engraved with the word 'Xiang', which was confirmed to be the army of Huaixiang Palace.

The corpses of the Beiliang soldiers are very few, and the differences are obvious.

In this way, the overall situation is gradually decided, and the strong man who has already defeated the Huaixiang Palace, Su Meier, Jian Xun and others, who cleverly captured Qi Qingrong and others, also escorted Qi Qingrong and others to come there...

Just killed the last soldier in the battle circle, the silver armor was already mottled with blood, and the whole person seemed to come out of Shura Hell, in front of Ye Liang, who had murderous intent Teng Tao.

Then, Jian Xun took a step forward and said to him: "Pavilion master, what should this woman do?"

In the face of her question, Ye Liang put away the blood-soaked Mingcang gun, took the towel handed by Su Mei'er, wiped the sweat off his face, and revealed the angular, somewhat elegant handsome cheeks, and dispersed a little terrifying blood.

He glanced at Qi Qingrong, who was unwilling and looked at him with resentment, waved his hand indifferently, and said, "Woe to people and demon concubines, harm others and yourself, kill them." ”

It was a bland attitude, as if dealing with a very ordinary prisoner of war, and he didn't pay much attention to it.

Feeling this, Qi Qingrong saw that after spitting out these words, she turned around and walked away directly, even looking at Ye Liang, who was a little extravagant like half of her eyes, the sense of shame and anger rose in her heart, and she roared at Ye Liang: "Ye Liang..."

"Stop!"

She ignored the buckles of those Xuantian Pavilion pavilion people, struggling with her delicate body, her face turned red, the green tendons in her throat burst out, and she yelled at Ye Liang: "You should hate me very much, you want to kill me, come back quickly, come back and kill me with your own hands!"

"Come and kill me!!"

Obviously, compared to Ye Liang's hatred of her and her hatred in her heart, she couldn't accept Ye Liang's easy ignorance of her like a transparent person, that feeling made her feel that she was even an ordinary soldier in Ye Liang's eyes.

Not even a passerby.

The feeling of putting in countless efforts and not hesitating to make this battle, but still being ignored by the other party, even looking at it, made her feel unparalleled humiliation.

It made her feel devastated.

As if he could hear Qi Qingrong's shout, Ye Liang's footsteps paused slightly, and after leaving a sentence without knowing whether it was good or bad, he left here: "You are very pitiful." ”

"Leaf Cool !!"

Qi Qingrong looked at the back of Ye Liang, who didn't know if she really pitied her or He, and struggled frantically and shouted: "I have done so much, you should hate me, you should remember me..."

"You should remember my Ye Liang..."

The shouting was heartbreaking, but after all, it stopped abruptly after a while, and never again.

In fact, for Qi Qingrong, whether she has ever loved Ye Liang or not, even she doesn't know, she only knows that she hates Ye Liang, so she wants to take revenge on Ye Liang.

Therefore, for a long time after she fled, she thought about Ye Liang in her mind, and even, even when she flattered Huanhao and Huaixiang Wang, she still thought of Ye Liang.

That kind of thinking made her want to take revenge on Ye Liang, and she wanted Ye Liang to regret it and remember her deeply.

Now that she is about to die, Qi Qingrong's thoughts have become a kind of desire, a desire expressed with another oath to make Ye Liang remember.

It is also this kind of desire that makes her deep hatred have a different kind of emotion, which can blur the emotional boundaries and make it impossible to distinguish the thousands of emotions.

And with the successive deaths of Dong Chengtai, Qi Qingrong and others, and the complete annihilation of the sporadic battles, this battle finally came to an end.

The sun was shining, Ye Liang was stained with blood, standing in the battlefield, the original place where those prisoners of war were slaughtered, looking at the scene that was already a mess, the corpses trampled on each other, and the scene was unbearable, the sword in his hand appeared, and said solemnly: "I, Ye Liang..."

"I owe you a life, and I should take my life as a reward, but I still have something to do in this life, and it is really difficult to abolish my life and go to Huangquan with you, so..."

The words paused slightly, and under the nervous gaze of Mei Jiuweng, Su Hengqing and others who were afraid that he would blame Hu Lai, he suddenly cut off a section of black hair with his sword finger, and said in a shocking voice: "Today, I will take the hair as the head, walk with Zhujun Huangquan, and look forward to Zhujun Haihan." ”

As he spoke, he suddenly raised his hand and threw the piece of green silk into the air, wrapped in the Nine Xuanxuan Refining Heavenly Fire, and floated away, falling in the pool of blood, burning out quietly.

Seeing this, a soldier took a bowl of wine quite smartly, came to his side, and respectfully handed it over: "General." ”

Nodding as if grateful, Ye Liang took the bowl of wine, and after pouring it heroically, he let the soldier pour it full, and poured the wine in the bowl to the ground, and saluted the heroic soul: "Gentlemen, go all the way!"

With Ye Liang taking the lead, the Beiliang soldiers and the people of Xuantian Pavilion who stopped fighting raised their wine bowls one after another, and raised their bowls to salute the soldiers who died here: "On Huangquan Road, you wait all the way!"

And they all drank half of it, and sprinkled it half of it on the ground, in honor of their comrades whose bones were buried in the place.

After drinking like this, Ye Liang slammed the wine bowl in his hand to the ground, shattering the bowl and flying crumbs, his eyes exuded two substantial silver rays, shooting directly at Ciyan Mountain not far away, and said in shock: "The whole army obeys the order..."

"Set off immediately, march to Ciyan Mountain, kill the enemy and save your comrades!"

When the words fell, he ignored the blood on his body and his tired body, the Mingcang spear in his hand appeared directly, jumped up, and flew towards the Ciyan Mountain in the first place.

Only the domineering words were left here: "Wherever you pass, all the enemies who stand in the way will not leave half a life, no half breath!"

Obviously, in order to save his own army that was trapped in front of him or whose lives were in danger at any time, he not only ignored his own fatigue, did not reorganize and rest, but also used iron-blooded means to kill the remnants.

In order to achieve, quickly converge with the former army, and rescue the purpose.

"I'll do as I was told!"

After all the soldiers bowed their hands in unison, they finally did not hesitate anymore, and set off one after another, hurrying towards Naciyan Mountain.

Only the corpses all over the ground, blood all over the ground, and the broken long flag, still exist under the wisps of sun.

In this battle, the prestige of the Northern Liang soldiers was able to be played, and Ye Liang's name of the Southern Qi Killing God was also completely confirmed, and it resounded throughout the Qiya Daozhou.

The impact is far-reaching.

...

At this moment, behind Ciyan Mountain, in the wilderness surrounded by mountains on both sides.

Ye Lie's second son, Ye Hongwen, as well as Ye Yuning, Qi Tianzheng and others, seemed to have just experienced a hard battle at this time, and they were in the center of the army that spread out in a circular state, on the wilderness and grassland, and rested temporarily.

On everyone's armor, the old blood has not been washed, and the new blood is mixed with dust and stained up, covering up their different temperaments, leaving only the embarrassed state, which can be seen by everyone.

Smack...

Tired sweat, dripping to the ground on the thin but mature cheeks, Ye Hongwen raised his eyes to look at the army with low morale and heavy losses, and said to a rugged man with thick eyebrows and big eyes who was injured in his left hand: "Huaiyan..."

"How many people did we lose in this battle?"

There was a bit of helpless sadness in those words.

Facing Ye Hongwen's question, Huai Yan endured the pain, forcibly arched his hand at Ye Hongwen, and said: "Report to the general, in this battle, our army lost 20,000 and injured 12,000. ”

"Did tens of thousands of people fall in the war again?"

Muttering a word, Ye Hongwen endured the sadness in his heart, and asked Huai Yan: "Now, how many people are left in our army that can fight?"

"If those wounded are not counted, our army still has about 100,000 combat strength left, and we can continue to fight again. Huai Yan replied honestly.

"Heh... One hundred thousand..."

On Ye Hongwen's cheeks, a bitter self-deprecating smile appeared.

His eyes were slightly red, and he made a sour self-teasing in his heart, and said with emotion: "Nearly 300,000 troops, so far, there are only 100,000 fighting forces left, I, Ye Hongwen, really have a way to unify the army!"

(End of chapter)