Chapter 368: A Song of Sorrow II

Tai'an City.

The 20,000 Shenwu army has left Tai'an City for three days.

Old Madam Fan did not go with the army, and she guarded the city with the remaining 3,000 soldiers these days.

On this autumn rainy day on the ninth day of October in the twenty-third year of Zhaohua, she stood on the wall of Tai'an City and saw a large number of cavalry coming from the rain!

She narrowed her eyes slightly.

It wasn't until the tens of thousands of cavalry stood under the city wall and saw the red tassels on their helmets that she knew it was the Red Flame Army!

And what about Huaishan County?

These Red Flame Troops did not go to Yujing City, their purpose was ...... Could it be that you want to recapture this Tai'an City?

Just when Fan Taohua was thinking like this, a person came out of the Red Flame Army.

An old man in a black robe with a black scarf.

He craned his neck, looked at Fan Taohua on the city wall, and for a moment, spoke:

"Old lady, old man."

Fan Taohua's eyes narrowed, "You finally showed up." ”

"Yes, if you don't come out for a walk, you'll get moldy."

"With just these people of yours, you want to take down Tai'an City?"

"No, the old man just came to see if the old lady was here."

"And then?"

And then ...... The old man is going to Yujing City. ”

After saying this, Xi Wei turned around and left.

He's just gone!

took away 20,000 troops, but left 10,000 behind, guarding the junction from Tai'an City to Yujing City!

Fan Taohua's heart sank, if she didn't go to the rescue of Yujing City, she was afraid that Yujing City would be in danger!

But if you go to the rescue...... First of all, we have to destroy this 10,000 Red Flame Army!

Since Xi Wei dared to show up here and dare to go to Yujing City, then he must have already made arrangements in Huaishan County, I am afraid that the Shenwu Army and the 30,000 Shu soldiers in Huaishan County will not be able to rush back so soon.

Now what?

After only five breaths, Fan Taohua made up her mind.

"Order all the soldiers to assemble!"

"Go out of the city with the old man...... Fight the Red Flame Army! ”

In a moment, the gongs and drums on Tai'an City shook the sky, and the huge door slowly opened.

Fan Taohua went into battle, holding two swords, riding a war horse, and led five thousand cavalry to rush out.

Xi Wei, who had not walked far, glanced back.

There wasn't much expression on his face, just a slight sigh:

"The peach blossoms bloom in March, but the autumn is cold ......"

"Kill her!"

……

……

The battles between Huaishan County and Tai'an City have begun.

It's on this endless autumn rainy day.

On the Qi Mountain.

Xia Yunhu stood on the mountainside, looking out at the battlefield that could not be seen clearly in the distance.

He watched for a long time, took his three hundred people, and continued to move towards Changle Palace.

Another boat came to the wharf in Huaishan County.

This is the ship of Li Chenan and his entourage.

Before the ship docked, a man flew up on board.

She walked in the autumn rain, landed on the dock, and leaned on the fence of the pier, and vomited.

She is Xiao Baozi.

She was seasick.

Dizzy.

She felt like she was vomiting out her stomach, liver, stomach and lungs, and she felt like she was in hell for the past few days.

After a while, the boat docked, Li Chenan stood on the pier, listened to the shouting and killing sound from the rain, and walked towards Xiao Baozi.

Xiao Baozi hunched over.

The autumn rain soaked her Mai.

Posture...... Well, it's tempting!

Li Chenan patted her back gently, Xiao Baozi took a deep breath, just relieved, I thought that Li Chenan would comfort her with a few words, but what I didn't expect to hear was:

"It's spit, it's good to spit it."

"Pregnancy can also throw up."

"It's kind of a taste of pregnancy first."

Xiao Baozi took out a handkerchief and wiped his mouth, turned his head, and stared at Li Chenan:

"That's not right!"

"What's wrong?"

"Pregnant, no matter how much you vomit, you can't vomit the baby in your belly, right?"

"But now, all the bitter water in my stomach has been vomited!"

"In this life, I'd rather get pregnant than take a boat!"

Li Chen'an's eyebrows raised slightly, "Are you better?" When it's better, let's go. ”

"Prime Minister!"

The little black donkey ran over, and Xiao Baozi climbed on the prime minister's back weakly, "Let's go, but you be careful, because I don't even have the strength to hold the sword." ”

The team departs.

Avoiding the body of the fat man on the ground, he headed for the battlefield outside Huaishan County.

……

……

The Ten Thousand Cavalry of the Red Flame Army and the Ten Thousand Cavalry of the Shenwu Army have been slaughtered together.

The other 10,000 cavalry of the Red Flame Army also fought with Zhong Lipo's more than 10,000 Shu soldiers.

Instead, the midfield was empty.

A horse-drawn carriage stopped right in the middle of the road.

There were still three people standing next to the carriage.

Yan Jidao held Wu Xichen's ash jar, the eldest grandson Jinghong held the long knife, and Shang Di kept looking at the eldest grandson Jinghong as if he were dead.

"General Wu Mian was also influenced by Xi Wei, and he has walked towards the light."

"Eldest grandson Jinghong, you have two choices now."

"One, put down the knife in your hand, change course, and push to that wall together."

"Second, kill the old man!"

The eldest grandson Jinghong pondered for a moment, "Since it is a change, then your Jiangnan Shang clan was originally also a vested interest, how do you deal with it?" ”

"For the livelihood of the world...... They should scatter all their wealth and return to their ancestral homes. ”

"How do the five great powers deal with it?"

"Give up their identity, and give up being the enemy of the general trend, you can avoid death!"

"One last question."

"Ask!"

"Who is Xi Wei?"

Shang Di smiled slightly, "Those who hold the righteousness and those who seek the light are all ridicule!" ”

The eldest grandson narrowed his eyes, "I'm done asking, you go to die!" ”

Shang Di raised his neck, "May my blood be burned, and that lamp will be known!" ”

"Kill!"

The eldest grandson drew his sword.

Yan Jidao took two steps back with the jar in his arms.

The long knife is sharp, breaking through the bleak wind and cold rain.

"You've forgotten the big-leaved banyan tree in the old rain building after all!"

"Qiang ......!"

The long knife was cut down, but it was blocked by a knife.

Come, Wu Mian!

"Eldest grandson Jinghong, you are still obsessed...... Die! ”

Arrows came from the rain.

Not an arrow from a great grandmaster.

It was the Red Flame Army that was fighting, they gave up the enemy on the opposite side, and they all turned around and shot an arrow at the eldest grandson!

That's thousands of arrows!

Dense as locusts.

The eldest grandson frowned, he didn't block those arrows!

He swept away Wu Mian's knife with a single sword, and the moment the first arrow entered his body, his momentum skyrocketed, and the knife in his hand was exceptionally bright in the rain!

He swept through like lightning.

A second arrow shot into his body.

His knife slashed through Shang Di's chest.

Shang Di hung his head.

Look at the torn clothes, look at the torn skin, look at the blood gushing out of the skin.

He raised his head, and then looked at the eldest grandson Jinghong, who had several arrows in his body and slashed the ground with a sword.

"When you die, the place of the devil will be bright."

"I'm dead, it's just that there are some new tunes missing from the world."

"This is a good deal!"

Shang Di raised his head, let the autumn rain hit his face, and he suddenly chanted in a loud voice:

"Drunk to pick up the lamp and look at the sword, dream back to blow the horn company camp!"

"Eight hundred miles under the command,

Fifty strings flipped outside the plug,

Autumn soldiers on the battlefield!

The horse-made Lu is fast,

The bow is like a thunderbolt.

But the king's affairs are in the world,

Earn the name before and after your death.

Poor white ......! ”

Shang Di fell to the ground.

Look up at the autumn rain sky.

"It's a pity that this song hasn't been written yet."

The long knife in the eldest grandson's hand fell to the ground with a "clang".

His body also fell to the ground.

He also looked at the same autumn rain sky, and suddenly smiled:

"But the king of the world, won the name before and after his death, poor white ......"

"What would that hellish place look like if it was bright?"

Two died.

Eyes not closed.

I don't blink my eyes, and I want to take another look.