Zhao Changqing is going to use his own strength to pass through millions of enemy troops and assassinate Zhao Hao!

As long as the commander of the other side dies, the enemy army will inevitably be in chaos, and at that time, the war can end as soon as possible.

Although it is a desperate risk, Zhao Changqing is willing to take such a risk!

Soon, Changhong approached Zhao Hao more and more.

Zhao Hao, who was on crutches, looked at Changhong, who was gradually approaching him, with no waves on his face.

Some soldiers wanted him to retreat.

Because anyone with a discerning eye can know that the real purpose of this Changhong is actually Zhao Hao!

Now, Zhao Hao is the soul of this army, the spiritual support, if he falls, then this army will be self-defeating.

Therefore, even at all costs, the safety of the marshal must be guaranteed.

However, when Zhao Hao heard the admonition of others, he was unmoved, and even muttered to himself: "Is this the strength of the Great Wei Emperor? It is really amazing, even if it is the heyday of the old decay, I am afraid that it is nothing more than that, but don't they all say that the Great Wei Emperor has the imperial fire? To deal with the old decay, relying on this wisp of Changhong alone is not enough to see!"

Zhao Changqing's sword swing gathered momentum, shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye, gradually converging in the human emperor sword.

This sword, the whole body began to bloom with dazzling brilliance, shining him as if it were sacred.

A sword stabbed and approached Zhao Hao.

This old man, at the age of 100, resisted this sword with ease.

I saw that his dark iron staff exuded a simple and heavy aura, as if it made people in the wilderness, and when it collided with Zhao Changqing's human emperor sword, there was actually an energy rippling like a lake ripple.

Taoism has a saying, goodness is like water.

His defense, which seems to be harmless without any sharp weapons, is the most incomprehensible.

Like water, soft and weak, it can alleviate all killing attacks in the world.

It is also under this strange energy fluctuation that the Human Emperor Sword has not been exhausted!

This made Zhao Changqing very surprised, he didn't expect that this Zhao Hao would have such ability, "You met with my prime minister and died that day, why do you say that you are not my opponent, for fear that I will kill you?"

When the two were fighting with each other, Zhao Changqing had a question.

This Zhao Hao seems to have been hiding all along.

Zhao Hao didn't answer his question.

There were generals beside him who killed Zhao Changqing, but before he could get close to him, he was incinerated by the flames released around him.

Zhao Hao looked at the appearance of this strange flame, and involuntarily gave birth to a feeling of admiration in his heart, and soon, he used his own willpower to quickly suppress this feeling, and in his eyes, he had already revealed a strong sense of jealousy for this flame,

"Is this the Emperor Fire?"

He sighed.

According to legend, only Qin Shi Huang can control the imperial fire, this Great Wei Emperor actually has it, is it really the Mandate of Heaven in Wei?

He doesn't believe in fate, but all this seems to be too coincidental.

It is said that under the command of Qin Shi Huang back then, he was also a fierce general and a strategist like rain.

and today's Wei State is full of talents, almost the same as withdrawing.

However, there is a miraculous thing, it is said that after the death of Qin Shi Huang, the famous ministers and generals who followed him almost all died overnight, and their souls dissipated, and there was nowhere to find them.

I don't know if it's true or not.

Later, some people said that those people followed the First Emperor into the tomb, intending to protect him for generations.

Straight to the point.

During the struggle between the two, Zhao Hao asked, "Where did you come from?"

Zhao Changqing sneered: "What qualifications do you have to ask me?"

He began to gather all his strength and adjust the strength of the alien fire to the maximum.

He wanted to use the strength of the alien fire to incinerate Zhao Hao to slag!

'Boom!'

An earth-shattering explosion rang out.

The Great War ended.

The two sides ended in a draw.

The next day at noon.

Zhao Changqing sat in the carriage, as if he was injured, and Daji had been taking care of him.

Zhuge Liang stood outside the carriage and said, "Your Majesty, are you leaving?"

Zhao Changqing nodded, "Let's go, it's time to go back to Luoyang." ”

With the end of that shocking explosion, the war ended.

Now that this war has been fought in the past, it is time for it to end.

This war is going on, and there is no need for it at all.

Zhao Changqing let out a long sigh, "Where did the Tang army retreat?"

Zhuge Liang shook his head, "Your Majesty, the scouts from all over the country have been withdrawn. ”

Zhao Changqing nodded, closed his eyes, and coughed a few more times.

In the last duel with Zhao Hao, he decisively chose to burn life and resisted the attack of the alien fire.

This is something that Zhao Changqing did not imagine.

Before he was again, he didn't know anything about Zhao Hao, who was hiding his strength.

Unexpectedly, he was also proficient in the supernatural power of burning life.

Daji suddenly saw blood staining the emperor's chest and abdomen, and was shocked, and hurriedly asked, "Your Majesty, you"

Zhao Changqing shook his head and hurriedly said, "It's okay." ”

Regardless, it was the first time he had been injured so badly.

still underestimate the world's heroes.

Don Jun.

Hundreds of thousands of Don troops began to return home.

None of the officers and men of the whole army thought that this war would end in a draw.

Zhao Hao burned his life last night, and by now, it is already a mud bodhisattva who crosses the river and cannot protect himself.

Like Zhao Changqing, he also sat in the carriage, but the difference was that the latter had a dry cough and the former coughed up blood.

His life was in danger, as if it were a candle flame that could be extinguished at any time.

"Stop. ”

Zhao Hao, who had just coughed up a mouthful of blood, had a whim and wanted to get out of the carriage and take a walk.

The few remaining Kowloon generals and Deng Qi looked at the old general cautiously.

They were really convinced of this old man.

If there were no old generals, I was afraid that this war would end in the defeat of the Tang army.

"Marshal"

Deng Qi saw the old general get out of the carriage and hurriedly asked with concern.

The old man smiled at him, "It's okay, Deng Qi, the art of war I gave you, you have to study it in the future." ”

Deng Qi solemnly clenched his fists and said, "Don't worry, old general." ”

Among the Kowloon generals and Deng Qi, the old man only nodded and praised Deng Qi.

He walked on foot to a small hill in the distance, carrying a bench in the other hand.

"You don't have to follow me, let the army rest in place for a while. ”

When the soldiers heard this, they were speechless.

Just looked at the back of the old general, and some people's eyes even had a sense of haze.

A hundred-year-old man has to resist the heavy responsibility of his family and country, and it is really not easy to come here.

The old man put the bench on the ground, backed by the green hills, facing a small stream under the green hills, and murmured: "The general dies in a hundred battles, and the strong man returns in ten years." ”

The old man sat all afternoon.

No one dared to go up and disturb.

This old man, who is still working for state affairs in his old age, has been lonely all his life and has no children under his knees.

He didn't dare to have children.

Kowloon General, there can be no more Zhao family.

Sunset.

Gradually descending the mountain.

Where the sun sets, there is a scarlet sunset.

It's like blood.

In the eyes of the elderly, it is more like a battlefield in youth.

Suddenly!

"Kill!"

The old man used all his strength and used his own cultivation to say this word.

When the officers and men of the three armed forces heard this word, everyone was excited.

The old man closed his eyes, faced the sunset, and passed away with a smile.

When he was dying, he was also alone.

Zhao Hao is an old man worth remembering.

(End of chapter)