The next morning, Zhao Wushuang, who had not slept all night, was in shock.

But suddenly I heard a sound.

"Bang da."

The window was smashed open by a bird of prey.

Zhao Wushuang's eyes widened, but he saw that the giant eagle was holding a box in its mouth.

The giant eagle glanced at Zhao Wushuang and put down the box, and then left.

Zhao Wushuang hurriedly got up and ran to the window, picked up the box, and after opening it carefully, he saw dozens of talismans on display.

There is also a letter, on which it is written.

[The charm is on the boat, and when it goes to the waterway, it can keep the grain and grass safe. 】

Zhao Wushuang reacted.

"Grain and grass?"

He was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly called: "Someone!" ”

In just an hour, a procession loaded with grain and grass could set out, and ships were waiting for them when they reached the 'wicked' land.

A talisman was attached to the ship, carrying grain and grass to the border gate.

When the grain and grass are disembarked.

The accompanying officials were frightened and opened the bag to inspect the grain, but they were stunned.

"No damp or mold!"

The officials were shocked after examining them one by one.

"It's a god!"

He thought he was going to lose his head, but he didn't expect to be able to save his life, and maybe he might be credited.

"Hurry up, load quickly!"

When the grain and grass of the army of Dongyu City ran out, this batch of grain and grass that arrived suddenly relieved the urgent need.

The morale of the army was shaken, and the soldiers at the border gradually recovered their physical strength after having something to eat.

But there is only one person, and his heart is heavy.

The accompanying general asked, "Your Majesty, the matter of grain and grass has been resolved, why do you still sigh?" ”

Zhao Zhen shook her head, but didn't explain anything.

At this point, he is already poor in donkey skills.

Then it should be the final battle.

Zhao Zhen immediately said: "Rectify the three armies, Xiao Jun is coming......"

As expected.

That night, Dongyu City was attacked at night.

Outside the city, countless torches lit up, and the sound of killing rang out in the land of the other side.

"Kill!!"

The long knife was stained with blood, and the arrows rained down countless times.

However, this time, it was beyond Shang Lu's expectations.

He saw the situation of the Xiang army clearly by the light of the fire, as if he had been prepared for it, and his combat strength had not weakened in any way.

"Miscalculated ......"

At this time, Shang Lu also understood that Zhao Zhen had found another way to raise grain and grass.

Now it's time for the offensive.

"Mobilize all the soldiers and horses now!"

Shang Lu said coldly: "This battle should determine the situation of the world!" ”

The wind is loud at night.

Between the swaying firelight, there are swords and swords.

Zhao Zhen, who was dying in twilight, was wearing battle armor and stood on top of the city tower looking at the battle situation in front of him.

The battlefield is full of hideous faces.

Between life and death, it's in a flash.

The night of fighting never stopped, and the city was full of corpses, thick smoke billowed and rivers of blood flowed down.

Shang Lu stepped on his war horse and led the troops in front.

He held a long knife in his hand and drove straight in.

A knife swept away, and the knife trembled.

Under that firelight.

Zhao Zhen on the city tower looked at Shang Lu on the battlefield.

Shang Lu seemed to feel this gaze and turned his head to look.

A glimmer of morning sun rises.

In a trance, the faces of the two were illuminated.

Shang Lu and Zhao Zhen were both a meal.

Shang Lu frowned, then withdrew his gaze and continued to fight with a knife.

And Zhao Zhen on the top of the city tower was a little stunned in a trance.

"It's him ......"

Both recognized each other.

Things in the world are such coincidences.

Zhao Zhen pondered for a long time and said, "Take my longbow!" ”

Zhao Zhen pulled out his longbow, put on the arrow feathers, and slowly moved his gaze, aiming at Shang Lu, who was fighting with a knife in the middle of the battle.

Full bow pulls out and lets go immediately.

"Hugh—"

The arrow feathers broke through the air.

Shang Lu felt a chill behind him, he suddenly turned around and raised his hand to grab it.

The flying arrow feather was caught in his hand.

Shang Lu looked at Zhao Zhen, who was holding a bow on the city tower, and then held the sword in his hand and threw it at him.

"Give you back!!"

The eight-rank martial artist holds the arrow feather as a bow.

This arrow was a little faster than Zhao Zhenman's bow.

"Be careful!!"

The soldier beside Zhao Zhen was quick and held a knife to block the sword.

"Ding......

With a crisp sound, the arrow feathers shifted and nailed to the log of the tower.

And the soldier was shocked and painful, and it seemed to have cracked.

The soldier said, "The king forgives sins." ”

Zhao Zhen waved his hand and said, "He is an eight-rank martial artist, I don't blame you......"

The soldier paused for a moment and said in a trance: "Eight Rank ......"

If it weren't for the eighth grade, how could Shang Lu go into battle in person.

It is to have absolute self-confidence, otherwise Shang Lu will not risk his life.

At least on this battlefield, no one can help him.

Shang Lu saw that Zhao Zhen was fine, so he immediately turned around and continued to fight, the momentum was like a bamboo, and no one could stop his edge.

Under a battle, from the rising sun to noon, there was no winner or loser.

Shang Lu breathed a sigh of relief, and with him covered in blood, he stepped onto the white horse and returned to the camp.

"Your Majesty!"

"Your Majesty!"

As soon as he returned, he was surrounded by a crowd.

"I beg your majesty not to put yourself in danger again."

Several generals were shocked.

Shang Lu snorted coldly and said, "I have already entered the realm of the eighth grade, who can stop me?" Besides, when he came, he promised to live and die with my soldiers, so should he hide in the camp like you? ”

When the generals heard this, their faces were a little unbearable.

Shang Lu wiped the blood on his face and said: "If you lose this battle, the country will be ruined, even if you are lucky enough to survive, the Xiang army will not let you go!" Either get out of the way, or I'll cut you right now! ”

As soon as these words came out, several generals were stunned.

Shang Lu, who was covered in blood, was murderous at the moment, and no one dared to say a word.

The gap between the two sides is not big, and someone will make up for it if someone falls.

From the rising sun, to the falling western mountains.

and from that night till dawn.

In just two days, the casualties are unknown.

"Zhao Zhen!!"

A voice rang out from beneath the city.

Zhao Zhen looked over and saw the blood-stained Shang Lu.

Shang Lu stared at him and said, "After three days, on the banks of the Yingshui River, a battle of life and death, can you dare to respond?!" ”

Zhao Zhen looked at him and said, "As you said!" ”

The two armies retreated and reorganized.

Three days later, each side led more than 100,000 soldiers and horses on the banks of the Nayingshui River.

War horses tread water, and military flags fluttered.

The commanders of the two armies looked at each other from a distance.

One is old, the other is in the prime of life.

Thinking back to the beginning, the two rode the world and went south to see the Liuyun Taoist Temple.

Shang Lu couldn't help but feel in a trance, and in the blink of an eye, they actually met on this battlefield, and it was a battle to the death.

After this battle, no matter whether you win or lose, the world will also come together and become one.

"Kill!!"

"Kill!!"

In the silence, there was a sound of killing.

The two armies collided, and blood splattered mountains and rivers.

Countless figures fell, and blood flowed into the banks of the Yingshui River, staining red.

Wolf smoke billowing and war drums beating!

In a trance, it seems that the sky is dark, and the thunder is surging.