But the king of the world, won the name before and after his death. Poor white happens!

What a magnificent phrase!

Hearing the words, it is as if watching the lonely smoke of the desert and the magnificent scenery like the tide on the sea, and even the mood becomes passionate and passionate.

At the end of this sentence, even the saints above the heavens couldn't help but let out a sigh of admiration, "Good! ”

At this time when the situation is changing and the hidden dragon is rising, there seem to be thousands of troops and horses surging behind Song Lanyi like rolling waves.

And in this wave, a tall and mighty, with the air of a brave man, but also without losing the elegance of a bamboo, robes hunting, stepped into the air.

At this step, the demon barbarians present couldn't help but look up, looking at the man who looked like a god, and felt that he had a feeling of coming from the depths of the universe of time and space.

The smell of blood on his body, even if they ...... I couldn't help but feel scared.

The man's expression was indifferent, and only when he looked around did his eyes fluctuate slightly.

The moment he drew the long sword behind his back, the sword qi that rushed to the sky stirred up the clouds, forming layers of clouds like fish scales.

Drawing the sword and slashing, the man screamed, "Why don't you draw the sword!" ”

He expressed his chest, and this sound of "drawing the sword" set off the boiling blood in the hearts of countless people.

When the eldest husband is alive, why don't you dare to draw your sword and swear to fight to the death?

If a woman does not lose to a man, how can she show her cowardice on the battlefield?

Boom!

The chaotic battlefield, at this moment, there was the sound of swords ringing together.

The leading demon barbarian, his eyes were frozen for a moment, and his face was ugly, "Retreat!" ”

Now the Terran has a town and country poem, and the luck is inclined to the side of the Terran, which is invincible.

Although luck is illusory, the stronger the person, the more he believes in this illusory thing.

Seeing the demon barbarian slowly retreating, Xin Qiji, who was standing between heaven and earth, opened his eyes and pulled his bow, and when the bowstring trembled, an arrow pierced into the chest of the demon general.

"You!"

The demon clan was furious, turned around, looked at Song Lanyi, and his eyes almost wanted to breathe fire, but he never dared to take a step forward.

Xin Qiji finally showed a smile, waved his hand to disperse the bow and arrow, and smiled at Song Lanyi, "Lord, fortunately, I am not dishonored." ”

Song Lanyi pretended to nod calmly, but she was screaming in her heart.

This Xin Qi disease...... It's amazing.

In fact, in the original world, Xin Qiji was also such a character on the battlefield.

He personally participated in the rebel army, and later participated in the first Northern Expedition since the Song Dynasty's southern crossing.

If it weren't for the detachment of the generals from morality and jealousy of merit and ability, the upper ruling class of the Southern Song Dynasty would not have been weak and incompetent, and the Northern Expedition would not have failed, and such a proud and brilliant figure would not have been depressed for life.

Looking around, blood stained the vast land.

On this ancient city, Song Lanyi almost had an illusion, as if blood was flowing out of the cracks in the city wall.

She looked at the wall at her feet and was silent.

Xin Qiji seemed to be able to feel what she was thinking, walked to her side, patted Song Lanyi's shoulder, and said like a teacher and friend, "Don't be afraid, even if the road ahead is dangerous, there is always a glimmer of life to follow." ”

Song Lanyi just shook his head, "Mr. You'an, it's not that I'm confused and desperate in my heart. I'm just thinking that my life is my life, the life of a warrior is also my life, and the life of all the people is even more life. How much more blood will be shed to save the rest of the people from the troubled times? ”

As she spoke, her expression gradually became firm, "Even if it's not for me, I want to be an executioner for everyone, for the people of Beiliang!" ”

Xin Qiji smiled.

The world is truly extraordinary.

Even this seemingly excessively young lord cannot be underestimated.

Seeing Song Lanyi take a leap, he jumped lightly from the city wall, walked and turned several corners, and then mysteriously came to a junction.

With a special technique, she oscillated in the air a few times, and a thin film-like ripple rippled outward.

In the ripples, a person who was wrapped in a black robe walked out, and it was difficult to distinguish gender.

When I looked around, I could only see her naked, her slender and slender hands, the back of which was so pale that there were even lilac meridians slightly raised.

When Song Lanyi saw the black-robed man, he solemnly removed the look on his face, "Mirror Saint, the blood of the demon spirit has been collected. ”

Hearing this, the black-robed man raised his head slightly, and his hood fell off in response.

It's a strange woman.

She had ear-length hair with a bluish glow in the sun.

Mirror Saint has a pair of fox eyes, but they are not seductive, and when she gazes at someone, her dark pupils are like a dark and boundless black hole, which can grab everyone's heart.

The moment Song Lanyi met her eyes, she couldn't help but lose her mind for a moment.

She subconsciously bit the tip of her tongue, and the tingling sensation instantly recalled her senses.

The Mirror Saint glanced at her, pulled his hood up again, and his eyes were hidden in the darkness.

Before leaving, she seemed to hesitate for a moment before speaking, "Don't be stressed. Racial strife, it's not that you die or I live, you did the right thing. ”

Song Lanyi smiled, her smile was hearty, as if there was no haze in her heart, "Don't worry, Jingsheng, I'm just pretentious, I can still tell the difference." ”

Hearing this, the Mirror Saint nodded slightly, "I have sealed the space around me, and there are waves in King Qi, coupled with other pressures, the saints within the human race are hindering each other, and I am afraid that the help given to you is limited." After ten days, the demon will retreat! ”

Ten days?

This is easy to say, but for the soldiers and civilians of Beiliang City, every day of perseverance requires countless corpses and bones.

However, Song Lanyi only took a deep breath, "We will do our best." ”

Under the hood, Jing Sheng glanced at Song Lanyi deeply, and in the next second, his figure dissipated in place.

On the battlefield ahead, the sound of Mingjin withdrawing troops sounded.

At this point, the first battle to defend the city can be regarded as over.

Song Lanyi leaned against the city wall, hidden in the shadows, looking at the corpses on stretchers one by one, even the white cloth was reluctant to be covered.

It was only when the last body was transported away that she wrote a line on the book in her hand:

"On the first day, wounded: 11,789, dead: 3,120."

At the end of the writing, the pen is sharp, as if it wants to penetrate the rice paper.

It's night.

The demon barbarian launched a surprise attack again, building a ladder with great power, and was menacing, wanting to break through Beiliang City.

Fortunately, everyone has their own strategies in their hearts, and there are two good hands in the army, Huo Quzhi and Xin Qiji, which are not sad.

Day 2.

Song Lanyi was dressed in a green coat full of blood, and the blood scabbed on his face, coagulating into brown blood clots.

She dipped her pen in some of the blood on her body and wrote down a line again:

"On the second day: 15,789 wounded, 3,650 dead."