Xiong Er's face was covered with vertical and horizontal wounds, and he was no longer recognizable. But the soft light faded the remaining ferocity in the eyebrows and eyes, as if it was showing the appearance of the old bear in the memory of the black bear.

The identical faces of the two made Xiong Er's pain even more painful, and now that Xiong Er is dead, there is only one black bear in their Xiong family.

Without a father, without a mother, without brothers and sisters, he was alone.

The black bear's face was inexplicably changed in the shadows, and he trembled uncontrollably in his hoarse and silent crying, and then his heart was filled with an unprovoked and inexplicable anger.

He put down Xiong Er, and then put the blood-stained cloak over his face.

He said hoarsely, "Now you are not afraid of blood."

The cold wind that poured into the empty window was like Xiong Er's answer, blowing the black bear's messy hair, and he heard the deafening sound of swords colliding outside the building.

He listened to the trembling sound of the golden stone, and slowly stood up and picked up the knife on the steps.

Stepping over the cracked concave steps, he walked step by step towards the top of the attic. The afterglow swept over the sword hanging from his side, revealing mottled notches.

The black bear walked out of the attic and reappeared at the head of the city, looking around at the battlefield of desperate fighting.

The passage at the gate of the city was quite wide, but at the moment it was crowded with armor soldiers full of red passes, and in front of them were red-eyed demons who were frantically attacking the human wall.

The battle at the head of the city had stopped for a while, and Ye Hongfang was still commanding the armor to defend against the enemy. When the black bear walked through the city, he found that Jiang Baichuan was still fighting in the passage below, and seeing the demon's devastating offensive slowly advancing, the armorers seemed to be about to be unable to support it.

The black bear walked down the city, forced to retreat at his side, and he squeezed through the crowd and walked out of the city gate with the knife in hand.

"Jiang Baichuan." The black bear slashed at the oncoming demon with a single sword, "The city needs you to defend it, and I will leave it to me here."

At this moment, the scene was chaotic, Jiang Baichuan turned around and left without thinking when he heard the order, and he didn't forget to tell him when he turned around: "Hold on, we will smash the oil to stop the enemy later, and you will follow the team back!"

The black bear was silent, and Jiang Baichuan saw that he didn't answer, thinking that he was making fun of it unintentionally, so he went to the city.

But the head of the city has calmed down, and the demobilized armor soldiers are gasping with their backs against the battlements, and the corpses are all over the ground, both the armor and the demons. He glanced around suspiciously, and then ordered the exhausted armor to carry the oil.

There was not much oil left in the wheel battle, and the soldiers threw the oil under the city gate, and were about to shout at the black bear.

But at this moment, the dark tide outside the city gate suddenly stirred.

Jiang Baichuan followed his gaze, and saw that the demons in the sand far away outside the city all clenched their spears and raised them high, about to throw!

Jiang Baichuan waved his arms in a hurry, and he held on to the battlements and shouted down, "Retreat to the city gate!!

Seeing this, Ye Hong also shouted repeatedly: "Retreat into the city gate! Hurry up !!"

The armorers immediately took a few steps back, but the demons in front of them took the opportunity to approach the steps, and behind the armorers was the city gate, if they retreated together, they would inevitably be suppressed in front of the city gate by the approaching demons!

They all figured out one thing, that is, if they retreated, they would give the demons a chance, and once the gates were blocked, it would be difficult to close them, and the fierce battle would become a protracted war.

The days of bloody battles had exhausted all the armor soldiers, and they could not compare with the sleepless demons in terms of physical strength.

So this retreat will kill everyone.

"Close the gates!"

One of the guards shouted, and everyone looked in unison, and they saw the face of the black bear clearly.

"If we stay, they will hold on to tomorrow." The black bear scanned the crowd, "If we die here, they will live until tomorrow."

The armorers all showed desperate faces, some sank their faces in thought, some hesitated and determined, and some sighed deeply in regret, but they all fell silent without complaint.

"Close the gates!"

The armor in front of the city gate suddenly erupted in a deafening cry and immediately charged forward with a fierce charge, stubbornly resisting the demon's advantage

Claw!

"Close the gates!"

"Close the gates!"

"Leave us alone, close the gates!"

Liang Fenghou looked out in front of the Eagle Tower, and the earth-shattering roar of the armor reverberated in his ears. His eyes did not blink, staring at the countless steps that shook the sand, the young faces of the battle, the mottled knives dripping with blood.

Liu Shuoyun seemed to be unbearable to turn around and not take a second look, he closed his eyes with difficulty and spit out the words.

"Close the gates."

The armor bowed his head in silence, and as soon as his arm fell, the gate that was wide open in the bright sunlight slowly closed, and the soft light gradually retracted, forming a straight slit.

The armor soldiers in the city gazed at the passing sunlight, followed by a heart-stirring sound.

Bang!

The city gate was closed, and the black bear looked behind him reassuringly, then turned to the clear blue sky in the distance in front of him, and watched the dense black shadow rising.

The black shadow quickly enlarged and flew across the sky, like a dark cloud that obscured the sky, and soon roared!

Silently, the armor fell one by one, and in the end, only the black bear was left.

He was lucky to survive, but the demons in front of him all looked at him.

His aching arm clenched his sword, and he stepped forward under the gaze of all eyes, shouting loudly and proudly.

"I'm not afraid of !! knives."

He roared up to the sky, howled past the corpses of his companions, raised his sword in the reappearing sunlight, and charged!

Countless red-eyed demons surged in like a tide, their claws reflecting the edge of the sword.

In the blink of an eye.

Drowning him.

Sunset.

The demonic tide receded in its wake, leaving corpses all over the ground.

Sorting out the remains of their companions was the most painful of all, and the armorers were silent in mourning. Truckloads of corpses were transported out of the inner city gates, and they went up the hill to be a mass grave.

After nightfall, the soldiers distributed food to the soldiers along the way at the head of the city, all of which were hard cakes, and the weather was cold, and when they bit it, they either broke half of their teeth or tore off the dead skin on their lips.

But they have long been accustomed to this kind of numb itching, eating just so that they can sleep well, and when they wake up, it will be dawn.

That's when the monster comes again.

You have to wield a knife.

"More than half of the 20,000 forbidden troops in the west of the city who came to help died, and hundreds fled at night." Liu Shuoyun handed the signed scroll to the military officials, and immediately followed the pace of Liang Fenghou, "We have lost thousands of people in today's battle, and many of the soldiers were wounded. Fenghou, there may be vacancies in the garrison at the head of the city tomorrow, so you have to make arrangements as soon as possible."

Liang Fenghou's eyes patrolled the bluestone fields along the way, and there were wounded soldiers as far as his eyes could see.

"Where's Chongdu's reinforcements?" When Liang Fenghou turned around, he asked, "Have you written a letter?"

Liang Fenghou's words were very cold, but the self-suppressed expectation made Liu Shuoyun stop listening.

"I wrote, it will take time for the post house to run horses." Liu Shuoyun wanted to ease the atmosphere, and spoke very gently, "Chongdu has to see His Majesty when he receives the letter. Sending reinforcements is a big deal, we can't rush it, we're waiting?"

The anger that was pressing on his heart dissipated a little, and Liang Fenghou took a deep breath before saying, "I can wait, but they will wait until the time is approaching. Shuoyun, you have been sitting in your study writing articles for days, and you have never seen how difficult it is for them."

Liu Shuoyun was dumbfounded, he looked around at the armor soldiers sitting at the head of the city like wood, if the blood-stained armor was soaked in water, I am afraid it would not be able to wash away the stained blood. But now it's snowing near winter, and the environment is a cruel enemy, slowly playing with the will of the armorers.

"I'm writing a few letters." Liu Shuoyun seemed to warn himself, and he was also comforting the soldiers around him who heard their conversation, "I'm writing a few more letters."

When the soldiers heard him say this, they raised their scarred faces, some of them with hideous scars on their faces, but their eyes were full of hope.

"Lord Captain." The leader of the gang came over with an empty bamboo plate, and he knelt down and said, "If you are writing a letter, the villain begs your lord to present the letter written by us and others as well, and the big ones hope that your majesty will see it, even if it is a glance."

Hearing this, the two looked at the leader of the group, and Liu Shuoyun said suspiciously: "I remember that there are not many literate people in the army, and if this letter is not written clearly, it will be in vain for Your Majesty to read it."

The leader of the gang blushed with shame, and he dryly took out a slightly clean canvas from his bosom, like a military flag.

The flag had a large beam written on it, and the cloth was white, which, judging from the rough handwork, should have been written by a man.

"My lord, this is what we wrote, and the big guy really doesn't know how to read." His swarthy face flushed and showed a simple shyness, "But we will write our own names, and if we don't, we will stamp them in red, and my lords will see?"

He raised the military flag, Liu Shuoyun took the letter suspiciously, he shook the corner of the military flag with both hands, and the military flag slowly fell.

The torches at the head of the city whirred, but the dim light of the reflection made the flickering military flags shock Liu Shuoyun's eyes. Chinese Net

The blank spaces on the flag are scrawled with names, while the corners are stamped with red stamps.

But the word is red.

It's written in blood.

"You ......" Liu Shuoyun's fingers trembled and drooped, "Why did you write such a blood book?"

"My lord, if you don't write it, I'm afraid you won't have a chance in the future." The leader of the gang raised his eyes hesitantly and looked at Liu Shuoyun nervously, "These demons will come to tackle the problems as soon as they arrive in the daytime, and the brothers are getting fewer and fewer day by day. The person whose name was not written a few days ago is already dead, and we want the emperor to send troops to reinforce it earlier." As if he was terrified, he said, "Come and take our place and hold the red pass."

Liu Shuoyun's heart trembled, and he looked sideways at the armor soldier beside him who stood like a spear, and his face also had a sincere expectation.

Everyone's faces were like this, Liu Shuoyun didn't know what to answer, so he could only be silently stunned in place, his palms as if they were burned by the military flag and oozing sweat.

"You're writing a letter." Liang Fenghou suddenly walked over and said, "Go to Chongdu to see Your Majesty in person and hand over this letter."

He bit his fingertips, and the dragon flew and wrote the three big characters of Liang Fenghou on the military flag, and then the military flag went straight to Liu Shuoyun's chest.

Liu Shuoyun was pushed to a position that he couldn't refuse, but he still recklessly said, "But if I leave, who will preside over the overall situation in the rear?"