A hundred years of history is written in one volume, some people stand on their own in the history books, and some people have a few strokes in the book, or even are outlined by one stroke.

The history books and biographies of the dynasties of the past dynasties have been handed down to future generations, and have been revised and carved by later emperors in combination with political needs, and the few original strokes may have disappeared.

This is true, people today do not see the ancient times and months, but this month used to shine according to the ancients.

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The soldiers of the Hirata Army under the mountain saw that the silver light carrying hope on the middle of the mountain gradually disappeared from big to small, from there to nothing, and they were silent.

At this moment, a meteor fell to the earth, signaling the fall of Sebeili, and suddenly, the three armies wept and the birds wept.

Because they know: The generation of heroes who have been in the rivers and lakes for 20 years Sai Beili died in Fuling Mountain tonight.

Later generations, every time they mention 'chivalry', in this era of masters, the Han Li of the Mo family and the Sai Beili of the Tiger Gang will always be on the list, in terms of realm, they are not the strongest at that time, in terms of achievements, they are not the highest in the world, the reason why later generations give them a very high evaluation and respected status, only because they do what the people want, what the righteousness wants.

A person who has a heart for the country, the people, and the distress of others can be a hero.

The endless period of flowing water, the morality is endless, and the 'chivalry' and 'righteousness' contained in the Chinese civilization have been passed down for thousands of years in the hands of groups of people like Sai Beili, immortal!

Sebeili, worthy of the great man!

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The fall of the hero Saibeili is the sorrow of the Han Dynasty and even the people of the world.

However, tonight's story did not end with Sebeli's hatred.

After the undead zombies lifted the alphabet curse,

Still faithfully fulfilling the orders of their master Situ Xiangtian, but seeing the remaining hundreds of undead zombies as if they were ownerless ministers, they shouted to kill the middle army of Hirata, which was definitely a force that could wipe out Liu Yi's army.

The soldiers of the Pingtian Army and the soldiers and horses of the Zhao family looked at death one by one, and clenched their swords and guns.

Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!

Liu Yi was full of tears, his hands danced on the war drums, tonight's battle, too many people left him, he didn't know what to say, and there was nothing he could do.

At this moment, he was so small and helpless.

At this moment, he was extremely looking forward to a strong realm and strong strength.

A seed of pursuing strength was planted in Liu Yi's heart tonight.

With the sound of war drums in the Hirata army again, Zhou Fu shook his head vigorously, he strengthened his spirits, stepped on the war horse, replaced it with a new knife, and took the lead to become the last vanguard general of the Hirata army, ready to make the final charge against the enemy.

It seems that today is not going back, the poor old man has no one to support, and the great cause of fame has not been realized, thinking about this short life, it is really sad!

But that's fine, wouldn't it be nice to be able to live and die with your brothers!

Liu Yi, who was standing on the lookout, looked sideways at the vast sea of fire burning at the foot of the mountain, he bit his lip tightly, beat the war drum fiercely, and didn't dare to stop for a while, even if his hands were bleeding profusely, he didn't care.

He was afraid that once he stopped, the breath he was holding would be broken.

Cheng Lao sent me purple qi to the east, the master died Ling Yuan for my life, Master Han Li died on the bank of the Tianluo River, the realm of Xia Boss was lost on Taibai Mountain, and Lao Zhao Yao stayed in Fu

At the foot of Lingshan, there are still those soldiers who can be called by name, and those who can't be named, and they don't even have to return to their hometowns.

Taiping growth, how can it be said that today's war!

The rumbling sound of war drums roared in his ears, and after the intense grief and indignation, his mind suddenly became extraordinarily clear.

Liu Yi looked at the situation in the field, and suddenly smiled, the laughter was mixed with desolation, resentment and infinite sorrow, he turned his head to look directly at the puppets and the five hundred Jiang family troops who were rushing to kill, and laughed fiercely, "Haha! Hahaha! There is a lot of help for the righteous and little help for the unjust, second uncle, today, I fuck it, I have to win! ”

The mountains and ravines lead to the long wind, and the long wind raises ten thousand ravines because of me.

The long wind should help me today, and I will live up to the fast wind.

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On the mountain, Jiang Ruisheng was lying half-dead on a tree, sweat oozing from his forehead, his limbs were limp and he was moaning constantly, not daring to urge a trace of qi.

Sai Bei Li's finger qi sword is domineering, just one blow completely destroyed his dantian and mind, under the blessing of the unique pulse breaking effect of Han Feng's sword technique, now he is already very difficult to breathe normally like an ordinary person, and he can't stand up, so he can only barely survive.

Hearing the sound of war drums again, Jiang Ruisheng squinted at the battlefield, hundreds of undead zombies were charging fearlessly, Cheng Kaijia led the army behind and pressed up, and was about to reach the place where the Pingtian army ignited the fire.

Looking from afar, the soldiers and horses of the Jiang family, like a flood that has opened the floodgates, poured towards the fragile line of fire of the Pingtian army.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Ruisheng licked his lips, and grinned a little bit on his mouth, "It seems that tonight is a sure victory!" ”

As for his injury, Jiang Ruisheng believes that this is not a problem at all

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As long as he succeeds in surviving to the moment when the entire army of the Pingtian Army is completely dead, his cronie Cheng Kaijia will naturally take him back to Taihao City, and his father will find the best doctor in the world for himself, use the best pill in the world, hey, and suck the best human marrow in the world, even if he wants to be reborn, with the strength of the Jiang family, it is not a problem. () ()

When the time comes, isn't it a matter of seconds for you to recover your vitality and regain your life?

Thinking of this, Jiang Ruisheng's mood suddenly relaxed.

He was about to appreciate the seemingly one-sided slaughter at the foot of the mountain, when suddenly, in his ears, a gust of wind blew inexplicably, and before Jiang Ruisheng could find out the situation, an old man loomed in the wind and stood in front of Jiang Ruisheng lightly.

Jiang Ruisheng's heart was frightened, he couldn't help but be weak at this time, if the old man in front of him was an enemy, he was afraid that he would really be buried in Fuling Mountain.

Seeing the old man standing still, Jiang Ruisheng swallowed a mouthful of saliva, forced the horror in his heart, and asked, "Senior, are you here to take my life?" ”

The old man did not answer Jiang Ruisheng's question, his sleeve robe swelled slightly, and a bit of scarlet qi flowed out of his sleeve, Jiang Ruisheng saw it, and actually had a sense of déjà vu.

I saw two scarlet qi machines as thin as gossamers, surrounding the whole audience at an extremely fast speed, and after several rounds, they returned to the old man's sleeve, and the old man's body couldn't help but tremble violently.

Jiang Ruisheng was very surprised, but he didn't dare to speak.

The old man was silent for a long time, and then, he looked at the battlefield, then at Jiang Ruisheng, and said calmly,

"Situ Xiangtian is dead?"

His words were not like asking, but more like confirmation.

Jiang Ruisheng suddenly realized, this is in front of him

It is very likely that the person is the disciple of Bliss Fengdu, and the exercises he uses are actually in the same vein as himself.

Jiang Ruisheng didn't speak, he vaguely guessed the purpose of this person's coming.

Seeing that Jiang Ruisheng was silent, the old man said softly, "My son is dead, you have to be the old man's dumpling for him." ”

Jiang Ruisheng immediately guessed who this person was, at this time, he had no energy, and there was no helper around, so he could only smile reluctantly, and said admittedly, "Master Situ, I don't have the slightest blood connection with you, and it doesn't meet your requirements for changing bones and marrow, so you better find someone else!" Or, when the younger generation recovers, he will offer a thousand boys and girls to the master of Situmen, do you think it is good? ”

The old man with the surname Situ was expressionless and said, "This is not something you should think about. ”

The old man surnamed Situ didn't give Jiang Ruisheng a chance to bargain at all, and another gust of wind blew, and Situ Xiangtian's body and Jiang Ruisheng ascended to heaven at the same time, and disappeared into the brilliant galaxy with the old man.

In the hole of the tree where Jiang Ruisheng rested, Jiang Ruisheng's last lament in the world was left: I knew that today was the last day, and I would definitely wear the big flower jacket given by my father! Otherwise, the underworld is vast, where will my father go to find me?

This scene, everyone present, did not see it!

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The waning moon was like a bow, and just when the undead zombies were roaring back and forth around the fire ring arranged by the Hirata military and did not dare to step forward, on the back of Fuling Mountain, an insignificant horse neighing sounded, and a torch quietly appeared on Fuling Mountain.

Subsequently, hundreds of horses, thousands of horses, thousands of clusters, a spectacular line of fire was connected on the Fuling Mountain, and after the first horse was gaining momentum, he took the lead in riding slowly

Slowly descending the mountain, the speed is from fast to slow, and the group riders follow, such as crossing the Yangtze River at dusk.

Halfway up the mountain, the leader of the man roared and shouted, "Captain Hirata, Wang Dali, is here, and you are waiting to die." ”

Only then did everyone see clearly that the huge military flag behind Wang Dali was embroidered with the two red characters of "Pingtian".

The morale of the army is greatly invigorated, and the morale of the army is greatly invigorated!

Liu Yi couldn't hide his excitement, everything was in his calculations.

Liu Yi first used the two armies of Pingtian and the rain of arrows to consume the Jiang family's iron cavalry, and then the rear army galloped to the left and right, and then used Zhao Yao's soldiers and horses as a surprise soldier, invited out of Saibeili to strangle Jiang Ruisheng, and survived his life according to the method taught by Li Yanfeng, and finally, used 1,200 strange soldiers from Lingyuan City to help the chess game with Wang Dali.

I have to say that the tactics set by Liu Yi and his little thinkers are interlocking and leaky.

Although the process is tortuous and sad, the balance of victory seems to have fallen to Liu Yi.

Liu Yi clenched his fists, with his cleverness, he had long expected that there would be heavy casualties today, before the battle, he was even ready to charge with his own knife, and the battle has been fought until now, and the masters of his own camp have lost more than half, although it is sad and heartbroken, but there is no way to do it.

After all, the death situation between the father and the second uncle, the commoner and the clan, naturally has to be solved by the dead!

At this time, Liu Yi couldn't say that he was in any mood, he only felt that his soft heart was cold-blooded.

Eat a trench, grow a wisdom, eat bitter gall, hard heart.

"Before going south to Zhaofu, my father once said, 'As a chess player, the willingness of every chess piece is very important'." Liu Yi gritted his teeth, feeling remorseful in his heart

"Next time, next time, you will never lose so many chess!" ”

Liu Yi was depreciating himself at the moment, but every time future generations talked about this battle, they all regarded Liu Yi as a god who was good at attacking the heart and could grasp the time.

In the world, only teenagers cannot be bullied!