Chapter 440: All the jade is burned, and they are all gone

The smell of blood filled the camp, which made people feel extremely frightened and uneasy.

Shu Zhihan and Lu He walked out and saw the scene in front of them, and the two of them couldn't help but get nervous.

"What's going on?"

"We don't know what's going on."

"So what do we do now?"

"We need to find the truth as soon as possible."

The two of them hurriedly left the tent and hurriedly came to Luo Jinyu's side.

Luo Jinyu comforted Shu Zhihan, and the worry in her eyes was self-evident.

He gently held her hand, trying to convey some strength and warmth. Shu Zhihan's tense expression gradually relaxed, and she leaned trustingly on Luo Jinyu's shoulder, feeling his firmness and warmth.

Then, Luo Jinyu glanced at Shu Zhihan deeply, as if she wanted to engrave her in her heart.

His gaze turned to Meng Haowen, his eyes as sharp as a knife. Meng Haowen couldn't help but shudder, he knew that Luo Jinyu would never let go of this suspicious clue easily.

The camp was filled with slaughter, the smell of blood and the tension mingled. Shu Zhihan closed her eyes and silently prayed for all safety in her heart.

Meng Hao understood Bai Luo Jinyu's intentions, he quietly answered, and left the camp with Shu Zhihan.

The two rode through the jungle and came to the shore of Lake Qingba.

The lake water is crystal clear and sparkling, like a world of tranquility.

Shu Zhihan's mood gradually calmed down, she looked at the beautiful scenery in front of her and took a deep breath.

Meng Haowen looked at her relaxed expression, and he was also relieved in his heart. The two of them settled down by the lake and waited for news from Luo Jinyu.

At this time, Luo Jinyu was facing a crisis, his eyes were firm, and his heart was full of determination.

At this time, there was a burst of dust, and the ground in front of it was dark, and it was rapidly rushing towards the camp.

Meng Haowen's eyes were sharp, and he immediately recognized that it was a huge army, and their banners were fluttering in the wind, and their momentum was like a rainbow.

The scene in front of them confirmed Luo Jinyu's suspicion, what they encountered was indeed a vanguard army, and now, the army was coming in a mighty way.

The army pressed in like a dark cloud, the soldiers brandished spears and broadswords, and the drums of war were deafening.

Luo Jinyu stood at the gate of the camp, his eyes were firm, and his heart was full of determination.

He knew that this battle was about the life and death of countless people, and he could not back down in the slightest. As the trumpets sounded, the two armies quickly intertwined and a fierce battle began.

"Luo Jinyu, you rebelled, if you are captured now, then, for the sake of your past achievements, you can still open the net and spare your life." The leader of the other party shouted loudly, his voice full of threats and mockery.

Hearing these words, Meng Haowu shouted loudly: "Bullshit, what are you talking about, our general is dedicated to the people, and you are now speaking wildly."

Luo Jinyu's eyes were firm, and he clearly knew what his choice meant. He looked up into the distance and said in his heart, "For the sake of this land, for the sake of these people, I must fight to the end."

The soldiers of the two armies clashed fiercely, swords and swords, and flesh and blood flying. The sound of war drums, shouts, and wails are intertwined as if it were a poignant movement.

Luo Jinyu rushed towards the enemy with his sword, he slashed across the battlefield like a bolt of lightning, and every sword strike carried a thunderous momentum. His figure flew on the battlefield, his sword light flickering, terrifying.

Shu Zhihan was on the shore of Qingbo Lake, as if she could hear the sound of fighting on the other side of the camp, and her heart was unstable.

She frowned, Meng Haowen stood quietly beside her, feeling the fluctuations in her heart, but she couldn't open her mouth to comfort.

The lake breeze blew gently, as if with a faint smell of blood, as if wafting from the direction of the camp. Shu Zhihan bit her lower lip tightly, tears rolling in her eyes. She knew that Luo Jinyu was fighting, and she couldn't share his danger.

Shu Zhihan's heart still drifted to the camp in the distance, and with the ups and downs of the fighting, her heartbeat was also fast

slow.

Meng Haowen looked at her firm eyes and knew that Shu Zhihan had made up her mind.

Although he was worried, he also knew that this was not the time for hesitation.

The two mounted their horses and galloped along the lakeside path, the water rippling and sparkling under the horses' hooves. The wind on the shores of Lake Qingba seemed to carry a hint of tension, blowing in their hair, as if telling the story of a life-and-death struggle on the battlefield.

Meng Haowen silently prayed in his heart that Luo Jinyu would be safe, and hoped that they would be able to return to the camp smoothly. The sound of their horses' hooves echoed across the empty lakeside, accompanied by the rhythm of their heartbeats, as they approached the perilous battlefield.

Before they could get close to the camp, suddenly, in the distance, dust was flying, and a group of men and horses rushed towards them like wolves and tigers.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Meng Haowen immediately drew his sword to meet him, trying to fight for Shu Zhihan's life.

However, the opponent was numerous, and he was unable to resist alone, and he was forced to retreat in the blink of an eye.

Shu Zhihan saw Meng Haowen under siege, and her heart tightened, but she knew that she couldn't sit idly by.

She gripped the reins and rushed towards the group, trying to make a bloody way.

The sound of horses' hooves, swords colliding, and angry shouts are intertwined to form a thrilling picture.

Suddenly, a large hand grabbed the reins of her horse and pulled her mount to a halt. She looked up and saw a soldier with a meaty face smiling arrogantly, his eyes full of lust and cruelty. Shu Zhihan's heart trembled, she knew that she had been targeted by the enemy.

Meng Haowen saw Shu Zhihan being taken away, and his heart was anxious.

He jerked the reins, turned his horse's head, and galloped away in the direction of the camp. The soldiers along the way avoided one after another, not daring to stop the imposing knight.

At the gate of the camp, the two armies were in a stalemate. Although the army led by Luo Jinyu was small in number, its morale was high and it struggled to resist the opponent's attack. Meng Haowen saw Luo Jinyu at a glance, he was fighting with several enemy generals, the sword light flickered, and the enemy generals retreated.

Meng Haowen was anxious, he understood that he had to tell Luo Jinyu the news of Shu Zhihan's arrest immediately at this moment.

He shouted, broke through the layers of human walls, and came to Luo Jinyu's side. Before he could speak, Luo Jinyu had already noticed his arrival, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes. Meng Haowen shouted eagerly, "General, it's not good, Madame has been taken away by them!"

Hearing Meng Haowen's words, Luo Jinyu's face changed instantly, and a hint of fierceness flashed in his eyes.

He clenched the sword in his hand, and a fierce anger welled up in his heart. And the enemy troops on the battlefield seemed to hear this, and their offensive instantly became chaotic.

Meng Haowen felt Luo Jinyu's anger, and he followed closely behind the general, ready to respond to sudden changes at any time. I saw that the enemy general gave an order, and the soldiers who were originally fierce suddenly turned their horses' heads, no longer fell in love with the battle, and fled directly into the distance.

A sneer flashed in Luo Jinyu's eyes, he understood that this was the enemy's tactic and wanted to take the opportunity to retreat. He raised his sword and shouted, "Don't let them escape! Pursue it with all your might!"

They were chasing and fighting, and Luo Jinyu rode a horse to chase Shu Zhihan as hard as she could, knowing that she must have been taken to Mingjing City.

He was anxious, and silently prayed in his heart that Shu Zhihan would be safe.

As the distance narrowed, his heart grew heavier. He knew that the next battle would be even more tragic, and he had to do his best for Shu Zhihan's safety.

The gate of Ming Jingcheng slowly opened, and the enemy army embraced Shu Zhihan into the city. Look at the book

On the city wall, a middle-aged man in iron armor watched all this, and a hint of cunning flashed in his eyes. He knew that the outcome of this war was already here. The army led by Luo Jinyu followed closely and rushed into the Ming capital.

The streets of the city were narrow, and the buildings on both sides were tall and sturdy, and the enemy used the terrain to block them. Arrows rained down, and the soldiers fell. However, Luo Jinyu did not flinch, he waved his long sword, cut off one arrow after another, and moved forward bravely.

All he could see was the figure taken away by the enemy, that was his everything, and he wanted to protect her, no matter what the cost.

Not surprisingly, Luo Jinyu and the others came to the edge of the Water Palace, the saint was already standing there a little weakly, and Shu Zhihan was tied to a stake, his eyes full of horror.

Seeing Luo Jinyu, she was a little relieved.

Seeing Luo Jinyu standing there with a weapon, and behind him were countless menacing soldiers, there was a trace of nervousness in his heart. But he was a king, and he couldn't easily show fear.

He took a deep breath and said loudly, "Luo Jinyu, do you want to rebel?"

A trace of fierceness flashed in Luo Jinyu's eyes, he raised his long sword, pointed at the saint, and his voice was cold: "I came to save my wife, not to rebel, but if someone forces me, I can do it."

Their gazes met in the air, as if sparks were flying. The air around seemed to freeze, and only the atmosphere of saber rattling remained.

Those soldiers in front of the saint wanted to go up but didn't dare to go up, just because everyone knew Luo Jinyu's strength.

They stood in place, their weapons clenched, their eyes showing hesitation and fear. They used to be elite forbidden troops, but now they looked so helpless in front of this powerful man.

Luo Jinyu's eyes were cold, and he stared at the saint tightly, without flinching. The long sword in his hand gleamed in the sun, as if to speak of his unwavering determination and unyielding faith.

He only had Shu Zhihan's safety in his heart, and everything else seemed so insignificant.

The air around him seemed to freeze, and only the atmosphere of saber rattling remained.

"Luo Jinyu, even if you take people away today, do you really think you can leave here?"

Hearing this, Luo Jinyu's sword pointed directly at the saint, and his eyes seemed to be able to shoot out of the sword and said, "Your Majesty, I think I have already said before, my wife is safe, then, your throne will definitely not be threatened, but if you dare to touch her in the slightest, then I am willing to burn all the jade."

Luo Jinyu didn't seem to have the slightest negotiable posture.