When the saber and shield soldiers were almost exhausted, they slowly withdrew from the battlefield, and the heavy sword soldiers became the protagonists of the battlefield.

But it was clear that the momentum that Hengjun gained on the sword and shield soldiers made the heavy sword soldiers also fierce, and the red waves and the yellow waves collided again.

This time there is no shield, there is no block, some are just one life for another, and the knife of the heavy knife soldier can split a person in half from head to toe.

Human heads, entrails, severed limbs, and blood are mixed on the plains of black soil, and perhaps soon this place will become a fertile soil.

But now Yi Heng just wanted to leave far away, he knew that the time was coming.

The detachment unconsciously dispersed to both sides, and no one realized that they were scattering, because it was an instinct that could not move forward.

Slowly, the red team became thinner and thinner, and 10,000 elite guards appeared in front of the Hengjun heavy sword soldiers, which means that the army has been defeated, and the main force is defeated, how can the whole army be spared?

Of course, the coach knows that if he doesn't withdraw, even he will have to die here.

"Bell ~ Bell ~ Bell" The golden gong sounded, and when you leave the army, you will know that the general trend has gone, and the rear army will slowly retreat from the front army, and the front army needs to block the enemy, but the slow retreat will slowly turn into a wild run.

Yi Heng also turned around and ran on the side of the battlefield, he had already observed the surroundings of the battlefield, the main force rout must have fled along the main road in the direction of Wangcheng, which was also the direction of the enemy's main force.

So he ran to the mountains and forests on the other side of the road, as long as he entered the mountains and forests, he could almost save his life, but there were still ten miles away from the mountains and forests, and this road should be his life and death road.

The shield had long been discarded, the long knife had to be kept, and there was still a place in the mountains and forests where it could be used, and he could see the main force of the enemy chasing after him with his spare eye, which was exactly what he wanted.

However, there were two people chasing after him, one tall and one short, swearing in their mouths.

Yi Heng was shocked and angry, and worked harder.

"It's really unreasonable, so many people don't chase me, but stare at me."

"Hurry, hurry up, why didn't those two people give up."

Seeing that he was getting closer and closer, he knew that even if he ran into the mountains and forests, it would be useless, and now he had to spare some strength to deal with these two people first.

Suddenly, his left foot was crooked, and his body fell to the left front, only to roll forward in the grass a few times, and then struggled to stand up, but there was a heart-piercing pain on his left foot.

I had to kneel on my left foot, squat down on my right foot, and hold the ground with a knife with my left hand, and the sweat on my face and my eyes that were trying to keep them open could not hide the look of fear.

"Each is the master of the battlefield, why are you chasing after me?"

Yi Heng shouted hoarsely, also trying to dispel his fear.

The two of them stopped panting, about seven or eight steps away from him, the short man was pale and tired with a face, and the long knife was pointed at Yi Heng.

Xiaoyan narrowed his eyes and shouted: "It's good to be your master, but I saw my second brother hacked to death by you, and I will kill you today."

Yi Heng shouted in his heart, who knows when to kill your second brother, you have to tell me earlier, I can't hide.

But Humpty Dumpty didn't do it directly after he finished speaking, it is estimated that he has not yet taken a breath, but the tall and thin face gradually calmed down, staring at Yi Heng with a cold face.

"Hu Weidong, come, send this brother on the road together, your brother must also want to have a companion in the spirit of heaven", after speaking, the tall man raised his long knife and walked straight towards Yi Heng.

"Brother Jiang, wait, this kid's feet are useless, you sweep the battle for me, let me kill him with my own hands", Hu Weidong gritted his teeth and said.

"It's fine, a quick one," the tall man said and stopped.

Hu Weidong laughed dryly, brandished his long knife and rushed towards Yi Heng with a shout.

Yi Heng clenched his teeth, and the knife he held in his left hand stretched back slightly.

"Whoever hinders my life, I will let him die."

Five steps, the hatred in his eyes, made Yi Heng's left hand holding the knife shrink back again.

Four steps, I have seen bloodshot eyes.

At this moment, Yi Heng swung his left hand forward without warning, and the long knife slashed through the grass in front of him, cutting off a few weeds, and quickly stabbing at Humpty Dumpty's chest.

"Poof", before he could react, the long knife pierced Hu Weidong's chest, but Hu Weidong still pounced on Yi Heng, Yi Heng lay back, raised his feet and kicked it, staring at Hu Weidong who was not blind.

Brother Jiang had been sweeping the formation, but with a shot from the long knife, Hu Weidong flew out, it was too fast, and by the time he reacted, Yi Heng had already run five or six steps.

"Good thief, it turns out that his feet are broken, and his fear is all pretended", Brother Jiang looked angry, and chased after him with a knife.

There are no roads in the mountains and forests, they are full of bushes and other unknown plants, and it is obviously impossible to run fast here, which is the case with Yi Heng, and the same is true for tall people.

It's been half an hour since he chased and escaped, even if he heard Hengguo Mingjin's voice on the way, the tall man didn't give up.

I can't remember the direction, but I only know where to run, one will go up and one down, one will be left and one will be right, sometimes jumping to give way to stones, sometimes getting into the bushes.

The battle uniform had long been torn, and his whole body was already injured, but in order to survive, Yi Heng was still insisting.

His mind gradually went blank, his steps were just instinct, and he was gradually weak, and the rough panting sound was estimated to be heard even by the tall man chasing behind him.

Brother Jiang did hear the sound of panting, and saw that the distance was getting closer and closer, as if he could take a few steps forward and solve him with a wave of his hand, but these few steps could never catch up.

Although his situation is not much better, at least the long knife is still in his hand, at least the battle uniform is still complete, and the advantage of age and physical strength is now reflected.

Even if this kid's escape instinct has surprised him, at most, with a stick of incense, this kid will choose a place for himself to be buried.

In fact, Yi Heng only held on to half of the incense and collapsed to the ground, he didn't even have the strength to turn his head, he knelt on the ground with his hands on the ground and gasped for breath, his bust was about to explode, his mind was blank, and death was probably much better than this.

Brother Jiang also used a knife to pestle the ground, shaky, but he was still barely standing, and he could kill this kid with a knife or two steps forward.

But the whole body is weak, coupled with this kid's cunning, although all this is unlikely to be pretended, but it's not bad to be careful, or wait for the physical strength to recover, anyway, he has a knife in his hand, as long as he guards against it, this kid can still turn the sky?

Finally, the wheezing sound of the two gradually subsided, and Yi Heng slowly turned around, leaning his back against the tree, trying to stand up slowly, but judging from the trembling feet, it was estimated that it would be difficult to succeed.

"It's a remote place, and it's a good place with birds and beasts as companions, is this brother ready to go on the road?"

"You have already collected your troops, why do you still want to chase and kill here, the military order is like a mountain, aren't you afraid?" Yi Heng said as calmly as possible, although he knew that it had no effect.

"Of course I'm afraid of the military order, but I'm even more afraid of how I will face the hopeful eyes of Hu Weidong's brother when I go back. ”

"On the battlefield, life and death are from the destiny of heaven, no one wants to kill, in order to survive, have I ever done wrong?" Yi Heng finally stood up against the tree, his strength slowly recovered, and the hope of life supported him in his heart.

"You didn't do anything wrong, but the bitter Lord is in heaven, and the murderer pays for his life, and now I can kill you without effort, I just follow the trend. With that, Brother Jiang raised his long knife and walked towards Yi Heng, who had his eyes closed.

Yi Heng didn't speak again, on the surface, it seemed that he had given up resistance, but in fact, his whole body was already tense, listening to the gradually approaching footsteps, not in a hurry or slowly, but the pressure that followed seemed to make his heart stop beating.

It is only a few steps away, but the wait before death is the most painful and painful.

Three steps, the knife up.

His eyes were staring at Yi Heng's neck, and the sweat covered the blood vessels like they were about to burst.

The knife falls.

"Huh", the long knife slashed through the air, waving the standard action thousands of times, as if he had seen the head fall to the ground.

At this moment, Yi Heng squatted down, and with a "poof", the long knife cut into the old tree, and the dead branches on the tree fell one after another.

Yi Heng's half-squatting right foot kicked the tree violently, slammed forward, and hit Brother Jiang's chest, Brother Jiang only felt that his sternum was about to break, and the two rolled into the bushes.

The long knife was already stuck in the tree, and the pain in his chest made Brother Jiang almost unable to breathe, and then he could only let Yi Heng roll down the mountain with him in his arms.

The woods here are not dense, but after rolling for more than ten feet, they are still blocked by a large tree.

At this time, it was Brother Jiang's back that hit the tree, Yi Heng buried his head in Brother Jiang's arms but was not injured, Brother Jiang's face was bloody, so it was not miserable.

But Yi Heng stood up and swung two punches at Brother Jiang's face, one in the nose and the other in the eyes, and the long-term fight made him know that this was the most vulnerable place in the human body.

Brother Jiang deserves to be a battle-hardened person, although the pain of these two punches made his nose bleed and his left eye could not be opened, but it woke him up, and then his hands instinctively parried and protected his head, but there was no more fist hitting.

Yi Heng was really powerless to swing his fists, he just wanted to lie down, and Brother Jiang stepped forward with both hands to jam the neck of the master Yi Heng, and his big hands were extremely powerful.

The neck was stuck tighter and tighter, the bloodshot eyes gradually became dull, the face was even paler, and both hands instinctively wanted to pull away Brother Jiang's big hand, but it was in vain.

Suddenly, there was a throbbing in the depths of his soul, as if injecting a force, which made Yi Heng feel a little sober, taking advantage of this sobriety, Yi Heng turned over violently, hugged Brother Jiang, and the two rolled down the mountain again.

But even in the tumbling, Brother Jiang's hand still did not relax.

Yi Heng's consciousness gradually blurred, until the back of his head suddenly hurt, and he was completely unconscious.

I don't know how long it took, Yi Heng gradually woke up.

Hearing the sound of the water running closely, I suddenly wanted to drink water, my mouth was so dry that I couldn't open it, and my pale lips were dry and crusty.

He slowly opened his eyes, all blood-red, but he was also surprised to know that he was still alive, but his hands and feet were weak, and there was a sharp pain in the back of his head.

"By the way, what about the tall man?" Yi Heng, who suddenly remembered that the crisis had not yet been resolved, tightened his heart, and casually touched a small stone on the ground with his right hand, and desperately supported the big stone beside him with his left hand, slowly turning his head to look at the blood-red world.

Rolling to the foot of the mountain, the red stream flowed happily, and the chaotic stones on the side of the stream were extremely smooth, showing that no one had ever stepped on this peaceful world.

The blood stains a few steps away on the right made this calm terrifying, and along the blood marks, Yi Heng saw Brother Jiang crawling by the stream, motionless.

Clenching the stone, he slowly walked towards Brother Jiang.

His crumbling body seemed to fall at any moment, but he would never enjoy the sweet-looking water until the threat was resolved.

Even if his throat is dry and smoky now, it's nothing compared to the temptation of life.

Step by step, staring at the back of Brother Jiang's head, this stone was smashed, and life was in front of him.

"Are you awake?"

Suddenly, Brother Jiang tried to turn over and raise his head, the blood on his face had dried into a shell, but it was still extremely pale, the sunken bridge of his nose may still make him feel a little pain, his bruised and swollen left eye was always closed, and the only remaining right eye was squinting, staring at Yi Heng.

Yi Heng put his right hand behind his back without thinking about it, feeling that the stone was cold and hard, and it was obviously impossible to make a secret move.

Because he found Brother Jiang's moist lips, he didn't know how long it had been since he woke up, but he had obviously drunk enough water.

"But I don't know what you mean?"

"That's it, leaving the country has been defeated, our army has retreated, and the final result is just like the past, cutting the land and suing for peace, and it won't help to kill you again, why don't you wait for me to rest for a while, you and I go our separate ways?"

"That's how it should be," Yi Heng breathed a sigh of relief, but the stone didn't let go, didn't turn around, and slowly retreated downstream.

Brother Jiang looked at Yi Heng's right hand behind his back and didn't stop it, "When I regain my strength, what if you hold the stone?"

"Hengguo's?" Suddenly the third voice sounded, Yi Heng and Brother Jiang were startled, and looked at the source of the sound at the same time.

The sound came from the other side of the stream, and I saw a Taoist priest in green clothes sitting in the corner of a bluestone on the opposite side.

But seeing that his face was pale, his eyes were slightly open, and a pair of sword eyebrows were sinking and ready to go.

Yi Heng and Brother Jiang both looked at the Taoist priest in surprise, they didn't expect that there was such a person on the other side, the most important thing was what this Taoist priest wanted to do?