After a night of desperate escape, Li Ling led the few remaining remnants of the defeated generals, ran to an inconspicuous ravine, and took advantage of the dense woodland around to rest, and at this time the east had already broken dawn, white clouds and mist covered the sky and the sun, the desolate scene made this once high-spirited general also silent, he didn't know why, the enemy's stubborn resistance and his subordinates' defection had forced this man with heavy troops to the point of exhaustion.

The few remaining members of Li Ling's department sat around and rested on the spot while nibbling on the few dry biscuits in their backpacks. Several people looked at each other with a wry smile on their faces, and silently recovered their strength.

The sun gradually rose, the sun shone on everyone's faces, and they finally saw the tragic situation of the defeated army. Among the remaining more than 13,000 people, there are countless people who have lost their armor and abandoned their armor, four or five out of ten of them have feathers in their bodies, and countless people have been slashed by swords, and even the right general Li Ling's left leg has been slashed by the rebels, and the bones are deeply visible, and Bobo's blood still can't stop flowing out, but he doesn't feel it at all, maybe this is called heart death.

"Hey. After a sigh, Li Ling closed his eyes and lay down on the grass tiredly, thinking about the reason for this landslide-like defeat.

Suddenly, the faint sound of breaking wind came from far and near, and a figure volleyed with his back to the red sun in the east, and stopped above the valley in an instant.

"Where is Li Ling!" a loud shout exploded from the sky and reached the ears of everyone in the army below.

Li Ling, who was still lying on his back, stood up in an instant and looked up at the source of the voice.

"General. ”

"General. ”

More than 13,000 people below knelt down in unison, and the grief in their mouths continued one after another.

It turned out that it was the general Xiao Yun who rushed over in a hurry.

"General, it is hard to escape the blame for all deaths. Li Ling looked at Xiao Yun standing proudly in the air with tears streaming down his face, and as soon as his legs were weak, he knelt down suddenly.

"Ten thousand deaths! Do you also know that you have committed a great crime? Let me ask you, who made you slaughter 250,000 people in Yanxing City! Who told you to ignore the general's ban and drive out the Yanxing City Lord's family! Who told you to leave behind our wounded soldiers and escape from the encirclement by yourself!" Xiao Yun looked at Li Ling below, his teeth rattled, and he wanted to immediately behead the culprit under the sword, but what he didn't understand was who lent Li Ling the courage to dare to violate his repeated orders and prohibitions, and finally caused this catastrophe.

"General, the last general is guilty, please punish... Li Ling, who was five big and three thick, was crying like a child at the moment, and he finally found the answer he was seeking, the reason why tens of millions of soldiers and civilians in the Northern Regions of Silver Moon swore to resist to the death.

"Punishment, do you think General Ben can't bear to kill you!" With that, Xiao Yun pulled out the broad-bladed sword he was carrying behind him and rushed towards Li Ling.

Li Ling below did not dodge, but slowly closed his eyes, looking back on the days that accompanied Xiao Yun in this life.

About twenty years ago, Li Ling, who was only fifteen years old, came to the Imperial Capital General's Mansion alone, intending to devote himself to the military camp with his own martial arts cultivation and make a contribution to the empire. At that time, he was fledgling and heroic, and he dared to recommend himself to Xiao Yun for the position of general. However, in addition to his own martial arts cultivation, he was quite unexpected, and he didn't know anything about marching and leading troops to fight, but Xiao Yun saw his former shadow from him.

From that day on, Xiao Yun left Li Ling in the General's Mansion, and carefully taught him all the war skills and the qualities he should have as a general and the state of mind that calmly analyzed the battlefield situation, and in this way, the two lived together as teachers and friends for ten years.

Ten years later, Xiao Yun personally sent Li Ling to the barracks and asked him to start as an ordinary soldier, and the relationship between the two was only known to them.

Eight years have passed in a flash, and Li Ling has been promoted to the position of a partial general of the right army by virtue of his rank as a great martial artist and the fortitude and calmness of the army when marching and fighting. Half a year later, the old general officially gave way and returned to the field, and Li Ling also became the commander of the right army in one fell swoop, becoming Xiao Yun's real right-hand man.

Every time he thought of this, Li Ling would feel honored by Xiao Yun's kindness.

And today, he had to face this great general who was also a teacher and friend, and the fierce sword wind that he slashed down in the air.

"Poof. ”

With a soft sound, Li Ling's head was still there, but there was a sharp pain in his ankle, and at this moment, his kneeling body also fell to the side softly.

And Xiao Yun did not stop the big sword in his hand after slashing, but unbiasedly saw it three times before putting the broad-bladed big sword behind him again.

Li Ling, who was so soft that he was on the ground, also understood his current state at this moment.

"Li Ling, it's not time for you to want to die, at least General Ben won't let you die worthless like this, break your tendons and tendons today, and tomorrow I want you to go with me outside Huangling City to repent of your sins. With that, Xiao Yun dodged and volleyed into the air, and flew in the direction of Huangling City.

Li Ling lay on his back on the grass, feeling the sunlight shining on his face through the leaves, and a trace of tears of remorse slowly slipped down the corners of his eyes, but at this time it was too late to say anything.

。。。

It only took half an hour for Xiao Yun to come to the sky above Huangling City, and in full view of everyone, he descended to the gate of the Taishou Mansion, and said to the soldiers who guarded the courtyard.

"The two little brothers, I have something important to ask to see Lord Taishou Taoqian, and I would like to ask the two of you to speak up. ”

"Lord Wuwang, you are so polite, dare to ask what the lord is called, and I will return to my family Taishou. The first person replied respectfully in the face of Xiao Yun. This person is also a master who has eaten and seen, and he knows that the one who can volley in the air must be the strong man of the Martial King, so how can he dare to hold it up.

"Under the surname Xiao Mingyun. ”

"Xiao Yun... What! Are you Xiao Yun?" Hearing Xiao Yun's self-registration number, this person was taken aback, and took off the horn behind him as soon as he took it off.

"Woo~Woo~" One long, two short and three military horns were passed out, Xiao Yun looked at him quietly like this, and did not stop him.

In less than a moment, neat footsteps and deafening shouts of killing came from both sides of the Taishou Mansion.

"Kill! Protect Lord Taishou!"

In the blink of an eye, Xiao Yun was surrounded by this group of silver-armored soldiers, and a bright big sword and spear were all around Xiao Yun.

Xiao Yun still didn't react, just looked at the door of the mansion with a faint smile. Because in the Taishou Mansion opposite, there was a white-haired old man walking towards him.