The whole world has been fighting in the Tang Dynasty, and the war has lasted for several months, as the viewer was cut down by Ning Que with a knife, but many changes have occurred, and this change may be accidental, but some are inevitable.

On the Xiangwan Plains in the north, more than 1,000 Tang troops who desperately held on to the retreat, at the moment when they thought they were going to die, finally saw the dust drifting from the south, and waited for the cavalry to come to help.

The trend of the battle suddenly changed, and thousands of Tang cavalry of the Zhenbei Army rushed towards the cavalry brigade of the Golden Horde like an avalanche, and the cold blades took away countless heads in the silent sunlight.

At the end of the war, the blood-stained meadow turned the light cast by the sky into red, and the Pu knife in Situ Yilan's hand had already been broken in two, she wiped the blood off her face, looked around the battlefield, and found that most of her subordinates on weekdays had died, but she and them finally won the victory.

Outside the Qingxia in the south, it has also reached the most dangerous moment, Jun Mo is holding an iron sword in his hand, looking tired, like a green mountain in late autumn, quiet and beautiful, but the yellow leaves will fall.

The disciples behind the academy all stood behind him, watching the smoke and dust raised again on the field, listening to the sound of iron hooves, silent, waiting for the last moment to come.

Mu Yu stretched out his hand and held Jun Mo's empty right sleeve.

The fourth senior brother, Fan Yue, had been fighting against it with his whole body cultivation after catching the void sword of the Guan Lord with the river and mountain plate, and at this time, even he was struggling to get out of the iron tent.

Since Simen, he should naturally live and die together.

The cavalry of the Xiling Temple coalition army came to Qingxia again.

In the past seven days, the disciples of the academy have repelled the Xiling Temple coalition army many times, and both they and the temple alliance have become familiar with this kind of picture to the point of being a little bored.

This time it must be a little different.

This time will probably be the last.

At this moment, the fourth senior brother suddenly felt that the river and mountain plate in his hand had become much lighter, and he felt it for a while, and was shocked to find that there was no trace of the void sword in the sand table and the mountain!

The people in front of Qingxia didn't know what happened in Chang'an City, but there was only one possibility that the virtual sword of the Guanzhu disappeared, that is, the Guanzhu died or was abolished.

The fourth senior brother was very aware of the academy's preparations in Chang'an City, and knew that the senior brother and sister and the junior brother were trying their best to kill the Guan Lord, but he actually didn't have much hope for it.

Because he was good at arithmetic, no matter how he calculated beforehand, he couldn't understand how the academy could kill the master.

However, at this time, the void sword in the river and mountain plate disappeared without a trace, so whether he believed it or not, it showed that something must have happened in Chang'an City.

He said in a hoarse voice, "The Lord of Observation has been defeated." ”

The reason why his voice was hoarse was not only the exhaustion caused by the days of struggling under the false sword, but also the uncontrollable excitement and disbelief that brought about it.

Everyone in the academy heard this vernacular.

There was silence.

Suddenly, Jun Mo raised his iron sword and pointed at the field, laughing loudly.

Beigong Weiyang laughed loudly and plucked the strings.

Simon laughed loudly and slapped his palms with Xiao Guan.

The sixth senior brother smiled innocently and tightened the hammer in his hand.

Wang Zhi smiled slightly, and the black flowers on his sideburns seemed to be more distracted

Teak is a woman, and she doesn't need to be heroic, so she didn't laugh, but wet her eyes.

The cavalry of the Xiling Temple coalition army was already close at hand.

The disciples of the academy looked at it as if they were nothing, laughing loudly, and they were extremely happy.

Hearty laughter echoed in front of the Qingxia and spread far away along the green mountains.

Today, whether it is dead or alive, whether it can still hold Qingxia, as long as the Guan Lord is defeated and Chang'an City is safe and sound, then the academy and Datang will be able to maintain the last hope.

They guarded Qingxia for seven days with their lives, and what they guarded was not hope?

And there is no hope, it is in their hands.

More precisely, in the hands of the fourth senior brother.

In the puzzled gaze of his fellow disciples, the fourth senior brother walked to the front, looked at the cavalry surging like an iron stream, looked at the sword light that loomed in the air, and raised the river and mountain plate.

The fourth senior brother's face became extremely pale, and his cheeks instantly thinned a lot.

He poured all his mental power into the rivers and mountains.

The river and mountain pan is a sand table, and inside it is the finest yellow sand. There are rivers and mountains in the plate, and every grain of sand is a mountain peak and a stone bridge in the great rivers and mountains.

Before the yellow sand danced wildly in the green gorge, Tian'an was covered, and the field became extremely dark.

The cavalry of the Xiling Temple, when they entered the yellow sand, lost their eyes and misunderstood.

In the yellow sand, there were terrible screams from time to time, and the sound of heavy objects crashing.

I don't know how long it took, but the yellow sand gradually fell.

The slash of Qingxia returned to calm, and there were many corpses of cavalry and war horses in the field.

The river and the mountain cannot change the fate of the disciples of the academy.

Because the Shrine Alliance, after a little formation, is ready to charge again.

At this moment, among the reckless mountains, a Tang soldier suddenly came out.

The Tang soldier looked very wolf-like, unkempt and covered in mud, his armor had long been thrown into the mountain stream, and his clothes had been cut into strips of cloth by the thorns in the mountains.

This Tang soldier ran towards the people of the academy, stumbling all the way, and almost fell down several times, it can be seen that he is extremely tired, but he still runs, and then shouts out a word.

His voice was extremely hoarse, as if he had not drunk water for many days, but when it fell on the ears of the people in the academy, it was as crisp and moving as the clearest spring water.

"Wang Wu of Group B of the Scout Battalion of the Zhennan Army was ordered to come to help!"

After saying this, the soldier of the Zhennan Army, who was the first to arrive in Qingxia, could no longer support it, and fell heavily on the field, constantly gasping for breath, and could no longer stand up.

Wang Zhi walked up to the Tang soldier and hurriedly took his pulse.

Jun Mo saluted solemnly to the most ordinary Tang soldier and said, "It's hard work." ”

An ordinary Tang Army scout has no effect on the situation in front of Qingxia. For the people of the academy, the arrival of this Tang soldier meant a lot of things.

The academy is the academy of the Tang Dynasty.

Datang is the master of the academy.

No one is alone.

Immediately after, another Tang Ping walked out of the reckless mountains.

Then more Tang soldiers walked out of Qingshan and came to the field.

They held each other up and cheered them on.

They were already exhausted, and when they walked out of Qingxia, they sat on the ground, unable to stand up again, and even if they were allowed to pick up their weapons, it would be impossible to meet the enemy.

There were even a few Tang soldiers, the moment they walked out of the mountains, their spirits suddenly relaxed, and they fell to the ground.

This was something that was hard to imagine for the well-trained Don Army.

More and more Tang soldiers continued to walk out of Qingshan and came to the front of Qingxia.

They walked for days and nights, sleepless, and finally came here.

The Zhennan army has arrived, and that is enough.

Appearing before Qingxia was a tired division.

But no one dares to deny that they are a mighty army.

At this moment, in the southern wilderness, the sound of Mingjin was heard.

The cavalry of the Xiling Temple coalition army, looking at the Tang troops in front of Qingxia, their expressions were extremely complicated, some unwilling, some in awe, and finally took the rope and returned to the camp.

(Yesterday to the body of the Lord sprinkled dog blood is too hi, today is depressed, plus yesterday reported in advance, some housework to deal with, so there is only one chapter, but less than two thousand, is not appropriate, then Sunday will write seven thousand words out, I wish everyone a happy weekend.) ）