A black falcon cut through the dry wind at great speed, swirled in the half-dark air, and finally fell steadily into the hands of Hatur. Pulling aside the claws, he found the letter hidden in the bamboo tube, slowly unfolded the paper, and saw the contents inside, and read it several times in disbelief, before closing the letter and letting the falcon go.

"The sky is going to die," Hatur muttered indistinguishably from joy and sorrow, "The sky is going to die in the south."

The letter, which was about to be destroyed by the flames, read:

"The South Tart Mountain collapsed, and no one survived. The northern part of the grassland is a hundred miles in circumference, and there is no grass. ”

It's night.

Gerry held a long knife in his side, vertical and horse, and behind him were the twelve parts of the grassland, the iron horse and the glacier, breaking through the barrier, as if entering a no-man's land.

"Meet again, young king" Wei Sheng stood on top of the long steps, and there was also heavy armor behind him.

Gerry looked up at him, smiled very lightly, and said in a deep voice: "Meet again, the new emperor of the Northern Dynasty"

Wei Sheng walked down the stairs one by one, unhurriedly, with a calm expression, "I really admire you, Gerry." At the age of his early twenties, he has such strategy and courage. I just hate that we met too late, alas, alas. ”

The armor behind him walked down the stairs quickly, like a tide surging, and there were bows and arrows on the long steps, and the spearhead was directed at the Xuanjin boy.

Gerry sat firmly on his horse, his eyes pale in the moonlight, "I don't like meaningless vanity and wrongdoing"

Wei Sheng just smiled when he heard this, and pulled out the sword in his hand, and the sword body quickly cut off the cold air in the night and made a sound, and the sword intent and himself figured it out, and they were all gloomy and cold.

Gerry's long knife turned sideways, his eyes changed suddenly, and his killing intent was fully revealed, "Kill!" ”

The two soldiers fused together, and the latter stepped on the corpse of the former, the weather was warm but cool, splashing blood under him, hot and stinging. Gerry slashed his horse and knife, and fought his way out with his strength, but no one dared to step forward to stop him, one man and one horse, approaching the sky.

The chess game is a must-win game, but the black son is not the black child, the white child is not the white child, and this chess game is a delicate and dead game. Gerry stretched out his long knife and reached Wei Sheng on the long steps. Wei Sheng is like a dexterous snake and scorpion, the cold sword borrowed his strength, dodged the long knife, and made a few quick moves, wanting to break through the realm of the long knife of Geri.

Gerry defended with one hand and attacked with the other, occasionally interrupting the black arrows that followed, the rhythm was not panicked, and his face did not change. Seeing the flaws in Wei Sheng's swordsmanship, he attacked decisively, and with a "dang" sound, he brushed the sword and picked off Wei Sheng's head guard. Wei Sheng subconsciously dodged, and was pierced in the forehead by the tip of the knife, and the blood flowed down quietly, blending with the sweat droplets, harmonious and ghostly.

Wei Sheng changed his strategy and attacked Gerry's mount. The momentum of Gerry's long knife, Wei Sheng is difficult to get close. He looked at Gerry viciously, his hair was scattered, and he approached with his sword, but Gerry blocked it. Wei Sheng lifted the two of them to the side, one in each hand, and skimmed directly to Gerry. Taking advantage of this gap, he turned around and disappeared into the crowd. When Gerry raised his eyes again, he could only see Wei Sheng's back walking down the steps.

Wei Sheng stood still and turned his head, looking at Gerry with a smile, his eyes winning, and with mockery and contempt. The situation suddenly changed, it was a confrontation between the two armies, but a large number of men and horses suddenly appeared in the darkness around them, shouting and approaching the middle, and united with the Northern Korean army to surround the grassland tribe of Gerry. After looking at the soldiers, it was the Qiangyi country in the west.

Outside the city, Chongyu led the forbidden Northern Plains Army to move closer to the capital. Unable to find Aris, Gerry consults with Chongyu to remake the siege plan. Half of the forbidden Northern Plains army went to Tengtian Pass to block the sudden outbreak of other passes in the north, and half of the forbidden Northern Plains army surrounded the capital outside the city to prevent other forces and the guards in the city from escaping.

"You are guarding outside the city, and I will enter the city to seize power. Regardless of success or failure, when the time comes, I will sound the fireworks, and with this as a signal, you will lead the army to retreat to Tengtianguan. If I can't fire the fireworks before the time or when the child has passed, I will immediately retreat and abandon the car to protect the car. ”

Chongyu looked at the closed gate of the capital and frowned.

In the city, Wei Sheng deliberately led Gerry into the encirclement. At this moment, Gerry and his men were surrounded by the soldiers and horses of the Northern Dynasty and the Qiangyi State. Gerry looked around, although it attracted the help of the Qiangyi country, but this country's soldiers were weak, not as brave and good at fighting as the northern plains, as long as the troops were well deployed, it was not difficult to fight out of the encirclement. It's just that... Gerry looked at the man behind him in shock.

At some point, Hatur stood behind Gerry and held a broad knife against Gerry's throat. The coolness of the weapon instantly spreads through the thin skin of the neck to the whole body.

"Crazy?" Gerry said coldly.

Hatur looked into the terrible eyes of Shangger, "It's the sky that is going to die!" Our ministry is just in accordance with the will of God. ”

Looking to the side again, the soldiers of the other tribes of the steppe all turned their weapons and pointed at the south tart, and the encirclement instantly shrank. There were only more than 1,000 soldiers in the southern tart, and there was no chance of winning this battle against the three forces.

"Idiot!" Gerry said angrily: "For your own selfish desire to cooperate with the Central Plains, have you calculated Wei Sheng?" There is no scum left to be eaten! He calmed down his tone again and persuaded, "It's still too late to regret now, fight with me, the Qiangyi country is weak, and it is by no means the opponent of our grassland twelve." ”

"Gerry! Today is your time of death! Hatur's eyes were full of scarlet, "Nan Tart has been king for too long!" It's long overdue! ”

Wei Sheng clapped his hands with satisfaction, "I will cooperate with the tribes of the grassland to get rid of the fishy stinger of the southern tart, and in the future, the family of the Central Plains and the Northern Plains" and said in a long tone: "Everything is negotiable"

Gerry didn't even look at him, his eyes fixed on Hatur.

After Wei Sheng finished speaking, he fell into silence. He smiled awkwardly and added, "I said, Gerry, I admire you." If you lose this game, you have to admit defeat and surrender to me obediently, and I will save your life. Having said that, he didn't dare to take a step closer to Gerry. The bloodthirsty wolf king, with his fangs out, is a deadly guy who can bite off people's necks in one bite.

While!

Gerry raised his long knife and cut Hatur's broad knife directly, and then kicked him in the chest, flying ten feet away.

This moment happened too quickly, and everyone didn't react, and Wei Sheng was directly frozen in place.

Gerry took out the flower cannon, pulled the ring into the air, and flew out with a "boom", briefly illuminating the chaotic battlefield.

"I'm a Nan Tart Erlang who swears not to be a crotch minister!" Gerry roared angrily: "If you have a backbone, kill me out!" ! ”

With a wave of the long knife, he kicked up a cloud of dust, standing tall on the long steps, and his momentum was so majestic that people couldn't help but want to follow him and surrender to him.

Shout!

Chongyu raised his head in response, it was a firecracker. Just after the hour, before the time came, now Gerry released the fireworks, but the situation inside has changed. Gerry's words echoed in his ears over and over again, abandoning the car and protecting the car... Abandon the car to protect the car.

Chongyu clenched the reins in his hand, feeling the violent rise and fall of his chest, his decision was a matter of life and death for tens of thousands of people. Listen to Gerry, the best way to go.

"General! The fireworks have gone off, and it's time for us to retreat. Jin Nian rode up to his side and reminded.

Chongyu's hoarse voice seemed to be blown away by the wind, but Jin Nian still heard it, "General Jin, this time my Song Hejun is in the city"

Jin Nian looked at Chongyu, it was too dark at night, and he could only see the tense jaws of the person in front of him, as well as the green tendons on his hands.

In the silent silence, Chongyu spoke, this time there was a voice in the government, "It is my king who is trapped in the city, and the Northern Plains army is forbidden to retreat, and Chongyu wants to break through the city gate." "Talking about riding horses first, I am used to asking for power and pros and cons before making a choice every time, this is the first time, just follow your heart.

Jin Nian silently looked at the back of Chong Yu's horse, and then ordered: "Forbidden Northern Plains Army to listen to orders!" ”

In the darkness of the night, the sound of armor wrying was too clear.

"Siege!"

They are all people with hot blood, sprinkled with poetry and wine, and pride.

Jin Nian caught up with Chongyu and tried his best not to let his voice be blown away by the wind, "General Aris said a word!" ”

Chongyu suppressed the heat in his heart and didn't look back.

"For the general, not afraid of power, but for righteousness!"

The gates of the capital are dyed with bright red lacquer, which is the new emperor's accession to the throne and re-colored and whitewashed. On this desolate night, it was extraordinarily bright.

The gates were wide open, like performers who were ungreeted. The good shows are all in the middle door, and the clamor is the most enthusiastic there.

But there was a long queue at the martial gate between the city gate and the middle gate, as if they had been waiting for a long time.

"Hitta!"

Chongyu raised his sword and pointed it at Rida, and said angrily: "It turns out that the accident is your Lakshen tribe!" ”

Rida rubbed her beard and said leisurely, "No! It's the whole steppe. ”

"Don't talk nonsense with him, kill him, go to the king's aid!" Chongyu said towards Jin Nian.

Jin Nian nodded, and the spear in his hand moved, "Kill!" ”

The two phases of war are another good show of bloodshed. Chongyu stabbed with a sword, and Rida didn't dodge, and punched directly at Jian Bing. Chongyu was shocked in the arm, the sword fell, the kick and the lift, the left hand took the sword, and the reflexive was a stab. Passing through Rida's beard, he tilted his head back and dodged Shigeha's quick sword. After a few more rounds, Chongyu pierced Rida's shoulder, and Rida didn't seem to feel pain, and his shoulder slammed forward, and Chongyu was knocked back a few steps even with a sword. Chongyu narrowed his eyes, and with one move of the left and right foils, it was so fast that the ghost, and the approaching Rida retreated again and again, and the heavy feather attacked the corner in the middle. Chongyu spun in the air, swung his sword upside down, and stabbed Hita in the right shoulder. Hita stretched out his hand to break the sword, and Chongyu turned over in the air again, standing behind Rida, sealing his throat with a sword.

After the death of Rida, there is another strong man, and he is also a general who is familiar with Chongyu. After a few rounds of fighting, killing, and killing, a steady stream of soldiers blocked the martial gate, just to block Gri's retreat.

Jin Nian's spear is windy, people and guns are one, and everywhere he goes, blood is splashed and broken. Jin Nian leaned back against Chongyu and breathed steadily, "This soldier is not like a soldier of the grassland"

Chongyu raised his arm and wiped the corner of his lips, "Qiangyi Country" looked at the fighting guards, Chongyu knew that the situation in Zhongmen must not be optimistic. There are more than 1,000 troops in the south, and there are Qiangyi and Northern Dynasties in the front, and the remaining eleven tribes in the grassland in the back. Gerry, hold on.

Swing the sword to kill the enemy, the sky is full of red, full of people's eyes. Once the same enemy, he had a different fate.

Chongyu carried the sword, and hatred filled his body. Why betray Nan Tart! Why is Hatur willing to submit to the Northern Dynasty rather than follow the Southern Tart!