"You see I'm useless, he has already died." Jing Zhou said lightly.

Long and Yu Zhong are different, born in Chu State, grew up in Chu State, his father is the commander of the Dragon Teng Army, and the whole person has been integrated with Chu State, such a person has no possibility of surrender.

Ryuge let out a breath and closed his eyes.

The sword fell, and blood spurted three feet.

"Bury him."

Meng Tian put the sword back into the sheath and said in a low voice, and a few golden fire cavalry came up from behind, dragging Long Ji's body down.

Meng Tian's gaze turned to Zhong Li, "General Zhongli, how was the result?" ”

Zhong Li took a long breath, suppressed the sadness in his heart, and bowed his head and said: "General Huiyu, one hundred and thirty-five enemy soldiers were captured, except for more than twenty horsemen, and the enemy army was all cut off under the horse, but the black-armored young general was rescued by the people in the rivers and lakes halfway, if not, the brothers would definitely be able to capture them together!" ”

Speaking of this, Zhong Liwu's face was full of unwillingness.

More than 200 cavalry pursued the remnants of dozens of people, but they could not capture them, if it were not for this heavy rain, the enemy army would have been completely annihilated at this time.

Meng Tian's face sank, and a cold light shot out of his eyes, "Who dares to go against the empire and stop the Golden Fire Cavalry?" ”

Zhong Liwu bowed his head and said, "I don't know." ”

"The first one is dressed in black and wears a hat on his head, and the other is dressed in white and holds a blue sword, and is about thirty years old."

"The last general is derelict in his duties, please punish the general!"

If it weren't for his own experience, if someone said in Zhong Liwu's ear that just two people could stop hundreds of golden fire cavalry, he would have thought it was a joke.

The Golden Fire Cavalry is not only well-trained, but also the best equipment in the world, it is carefully built by the Gong Yi family, more than 200 Golden Fire Cavalry, in the open field, enough to kill several times their own enemies.

"One Sword Alone"

Even the Imperial Sword Saint Gai Nie had personally said that in the face of a hundred golden fire cavalry, he was not sure of victory.

Meng Tian's tone couldn't help but raise a few points, "Only two people can intercept the Golden Fire Cavalry?" ”

Zhong Li said: "Although it was two people, the man in black didn't make too many moves, but the man in white froze the rain on the ground into ice with the sword in his hand and stopped the brothers. ”

"Shui Han Sword, the Mo family still made a move", Jing Zhou sighed softly, after Jing Ke's death, Yan Dan did not give up the anti-Qin plan, but continued to shield the anti-Qin forces of the Seven Kingdoms and secretly implemented the so-called Qinglong plan.

Meng Tian couldn't help but turn to Jing Zhou and asked, "Do you know who these two people are?" ”

Jing Zhou nodded and said slowly: "The Shui Han Sword was forged by Master Xu of the Mo family, and the person who blocked it must be a member of the Mo family. ”

"Although this sword ranks seventh on the Wind Beard Sword Spectrum, it is only the top ten swords in the Sword Spectrum, all of which have infinite wonderful uses, not based on rankings, if this sword is about good use, even Gai Nie's Yuanhong is not comparable, so it is not Zhong Li's crime to let the enemy flee."

Meng Tian was secretly surprised in his heart, Gai Nie's Yuanhong was made by the master of sword casting ordered by Ying Zheng to mix hardware on the basis of the remnant rainbow, and he was the king of swords, ranking only below Tianwen. It's just that Tianwen is the sword of the Son of Heaven, with the Seven Kingdoms as the edge, the mountains and seas as the backbone, the five elements, the opening of yin and yang, the holding of spring and summer, and the line of autumn and winter, which is a symbol of power, although it is located at the head of all swords, but it is not because of its power.

Meng Tian was puzzled: "My lord, I don't know what the magic of this water cold sword can stop a group of golden fire cavalry?" ”

Jing Zhou said: "This sword is just as its name suggests, the sword is cold, and there is a strong cold aura hidden in the sword, which can be urged by internal force, which can instantly freeze the sword qi." ”

"At this time, the heavy rain had just passed, the ground was muddy, and the power of the Water Cold Sword was more than three points. If the terrain is narrow, it is not difficult for one person and one sword to block the way of a group of golden fire cavalry. ”

"Even if it's not in a narrow place, if the sword-wielder has deep internal strength and uses Yi Shui Han, the lake can be frozen, let alone blocking the golden fire cavalry."

I have never heard of a sword that can be so praised by the national teacher. In this way, Meng Tian felt a little better in his heart, this battle is not a human sin......

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Xiang Yan was killed in battle, and the Chu army was defeated.

Changping Jun was martyred in the capital of Chu.

Chu died.

The sun is dusk and the twilight is blank.

There was a little afterglow in the western sky, staining the dull sky red, like a long bloody grief.

Flocks of crows hovered over the devastated land, and their mournful cries cast shadows on people's hearts.

Yingcheng, the prosperous capital of Chu in the past, fireworks are everywhere, and there are constantly homeless people dragging their families and fleeing in all directions.

Under the city gates, the people who fled in a hurry hugged me, and everyone had panic and despair on their faces.

The king was martyred, the general was defeated, and the word Chu has become history. The next moment, this land will usher in a new owner.

In troubled times, human life is like ants. In order to survive, no one dares to slow down half a step at this time.

Perhaps, the next moment the Qin army will arrive.

What remained in Yingcheng and awaited them was either a spear or a horsewhip.

Suddenly, the crowd under the city gate began to riot, and the coachman, who was mixed with the crowd, drove the car as if he were crazy, and a whip fell on the neighing horse, and the crowd retreated in the opposite direction like a tide.

The earth shook, and looking far to the north, you could vaguely see smoke and dust rising from the ground, drifting in the last rays of western light.

"It's Qin Jun, run!"

"The Qin army is here!"

"Wow......"

"Get out of the way, get out of the way!"

The shouts, the scolding, the cries, all mingled in an instant.

In the face of life and death, morality and righteousness seem insignificant, and they are even thrown on the ground by others, trampled on at will.

"Get out of here!"

Suddenly, there was a bang, and a man in the crowd pulled out his waist knife and slashed forward.

Screams ensued, and the smell of blood wafted into people's noses.

A knife falls, and a knife rises again.

The sword shadow that exuded the aura of death caused the group of people to open their mouths in panic, and there was a dead silence in the screaming crowd for a moment.

In the vast twilight, a touch of knife light reflected the remnant sun, which was particularly dazzling, and above the blade, a line of blood slowly flowed down from above.

Seeing that someone was about to die again, everyone was in shock, a golden peony suddenly appeared under the blade, followed by a "bang", as the last trace of the sun faded, the long knife fell to the ground, and the man with the knife killed people covered his neck with one hand, his eyes were wide open, and his face was horrified, and he slowly fell to the ground.

At this moment, the sound of the horses' hooves became heavier and heavier, and the earth trembled more and more, and even the gates of the city began to shake, as if they were about to fall.

Thousands of cavalry galloped like a bolt of lightning, and in a blink of an eye, they crossed a distance of more than 100 zhang and came to the city gate.

In the face of the wolf-like cavalry, the homeless people under the city gate forgot to flee and scream at this time.

Even the air fell silent under the entire city gate.

Breathing is clearly audible.

Several women held the child in their arms tightly, their bodies trembling like a sieve, and no one knew what was waiting for them in the next moment.

In a carriage mixed in the crowd, a girl held the box in her arms tightly in one hand and a dagger in the other, and her body trembled slightly. Suddenly, a hand reached out from across from her and grabbed her wrist.

The man on the other side whispered in the girl's ear: "With Ji Bu here, the princess doesn't have to worry." ”

The girl pursed her lips and bowed her head in silence.

At this time, the country is broken, the family is dead, how much difference is there between living and dying? Rather than falling into the hands of the Qin army and becoming a plaything, perhaps death is a relief,

Before the carriage, Ji Bu had already put his hand on the hilt of the sword at his waist, he didn't expect the Qin army to come so quickly.

Ji Bu was silent, his eyes were condensed, and he looked at the Qin army in front of the city gate, only to see that on the high-headed horse, a soldier with black helmet and black armor, like a waterfall, and several large flags were embroidered with the word "Mongolian".

"This is Meng Tian's Golden Fire Cavalry!"

Ji Bu said secretly, and his originally calm expression was a little more solemn.

He looked from afar, thousands of golden fire cavalry lined up in a line, like a flame burning from the edge of the sky, and the boundless momentum, like a sea of fire, seemed to burn everything in heaven and earth.

Facing the golden fire cavalry that was like a wolf and a tiger, and the murderous aura condensed into a waterfall, the homeless people under the city gate felt as if their necks were choked. When the chest was full of pain, many people raised their hearts to their throats again, and even many people closed their eyes and prayed to the heavens in their hearts.

Ji Bu's heart sank, and he felt a gaze like lightning fall on him.

The gaze came and went quickly, like a gust of wind, if it weren't for the sound of a popping heartbeat echoing in Ji Bu's ears, he would have thought that he was dazzled.

"General Meng, send someone to evacuate them."

The sound is not loud, but it falls on everyone's ears, but it is like a heavenly sound.

The homeless people gasped for breath.

The hands of several women among the homeless people also dropped from the mouths of the children in their arms.

A few others even sobbed quietly.

In just a moment, everyone felt that they had walked between life and death.

Ji Bu also breathed a sigh of relief, in the face of Meng Tian's golden fire cavalry, he was not completely sure that he could lead people to escape, let alone that there were two people in the car? And the general on the white horse made him feel a sense of oppression that he had never felt before. It's just that Ji Bu's right hand is always on the hilt of the sword, and he doesn't dare to be careless.

The two people in the car, one is his sister Huaying, and the other is the princess Ripple of Chu. Either way, it's more important than life for Jib.

Meng Tian waved his hand backwards, Zhong Liwu turned over and dismounted, and led dozens of people to evacuate the displaced people blocking the city gate.

Kakage couldn't help but glance out the car window, wanting to see what the speaker was like, and would give such an order.

Even with the torches held aloft by the Golden Fire Cavalry, she still couldn't get a good look at the face of the man who was the leader on the white horse.

"This voice sounds so familiar, where have you heard it?"

"It's just that I've never been in contact with the generals of the Qin army, so how can I hear about it? Probably because I was too nervous. ”

Flower Shadow silently comforted herself, and then she felt the golden fire cavalry outside the car keep retreating, she looked ahead, the homeless people dispersed, and the carriage had passed the city gate.