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Under the vicious and ferocious offensive of the Jin army, the allies were caught off guard and died in batches......

There were less than 100 people, and they were at a disadvantage, more than a dozen rounds of arrows were shot, and most of them were killed, and at any moment, Yang Zhicheng went to lure away Liu Jun's ambush and folded half of them, and only Xiang Qingfeng and other seven or eight people were left around Yin'er......

Behind him, the sky was full of ashes and corpses. To read the latest chapters, please lock in Aishang Novel Network biquge.info{Aishang Novel Network biquge.info} In front of you, there is no recklessness and silence.

On that long and dark road, no one was in the mood to exchange half a sentence anymore. Silence, of course, the Allies have never suffered such a tragic defeat......

Maybe it was because Lin Qian's side had too many victories for too long, and he didn't hone the psychological element in the face of death, Yin'er ran all the way with tears in her eyes, no, it's not like this, in fact, the alliance has been accompanied by sacrifice and bloodshed since its inception, and life and death have already been countless...... However, there has never been a time when the people who have to pay for their lives have been so close, saluting, sincere, and Zheqin, all of whom are indispensable people in the process of conquering Sichuan and Shu and cross-border gold cutting...... Without them, how could the story be complete, and without them, the Allies would not be complete...... Yin'er gritted her teeth, that inner ghost, who is he, Yin'er finally tasted Lin Qian's bitterness, Tian Shouzhong, Feng Guangliang, Qian Shuang's feelings for Lin Qian, are equivalent to the allied generals to Yin'er.

There is no respite, the pursuers will definitely come, and when the pursuers come, it means that they are sincere...... Yin'er mourned in her heart, suddenly felt weakness in her limbs, and knew that the yin and yang lock was about to attack, so she naturally sighed unfortunately, the person who was in the yin and yang lock with her, why didn't she go crazy at this time sooner or later?!

"Mistress. Xiang Qingfeng hurriedly stabilized her, and after this defeat, the acupuncture and moxibustion things were no longer complete. He couldn't bear to see her hard, but if he stopped to rest now, it would be too late for him to change.

"Keep walking. Yin'er's face turned pale when he said, and the generals naturally cared about it and said to stop, Yin'er smiled bitterly and said, "Only then do I understand, why Lin Qian doesn't want a calf - it really shouldn't be, at the critical moment, I can't even run." ”

The generals' tense expressions relaxed, and Xiang Qingfeng secretly admired her, and transferred the harm of the yin and yang lock to the little calf, so that everyone would not worry about her.

"Keep walking, but slow down. "Give orders to Qingfeng, of course, take care of her body.

So, Yin'er was supported by him, staggered a little way, and was moving forward, when suddenly a river appeared in front of him, although the river was vast but only knee-high, but somehow it was still cold. Because Yin'er was pregnant, she avoided cold water, so she couldn't go anymore, just for fear of delaying them, and was thinking about how to be good, Xiang Qingfeng had seen her psychology, and said "Master, offended", picked her up by the waist and took her to wade away.

"Thank you, General Xiang. "The loss of Yang Zhicheng made Yin'er feel very bad, but fortunately, General Xiang was still by his side. Yin'er felt that God was really kind to her and Lin Qian, and there were so many loyal people accompanying them along the way...... However, why can't God be good to the end, and have to take one or two away halfway? Shengnan, Shengnan, it would be nice if you were right here. I miss you very much, I want to see you, no longer the Cold War, no more exile, no longer accept the fact that the soldiers are leaving one after another! Only when Lin Qian is around, the friends around him are there, killing and deciding, talking and laughing, Yin'er, Yin'er, why do you realize this now?

It was raining, the rain was not heavy, but the wind was fierce.

If it had been dark and dim, who would have expected that in this long night, the torches of the enemies finally approached one after another.

More than 100 golden soldiers rushed up, and the tips of their blades were all bloody.

"There is no mercy for killing!" these golden soldiers all had Liu Jun's orders, resolute, cruel, and left no room for error.

"The general will go first! We will break off!" is another sentence. But this sentence is no different. Yin'er was reluctant in her heart, but she could only be protected by Xiang Qingfeng and go backwards together.

"I can't kill this group of golden dogs!" The seven hot-blooded men, with the momentum of one battle and ten, relied on this sentence to make their last words.

Golden dog, golden dog, even I'm going to scold you. Yin'er laughed miserably twice and didn't look back.

"Song bandits, where are you going to escape!" Finally, there were more than ten golden soldiers left, and they chased after each other, and surrounded Xiang Qingfeng and Yin'er, the last two "Song bandits".

Xiang Qingfeng has accumulated a long amount of combat power, which is more than enough to deal with the leisure, and before they can stand firm, the long knife quickly came out of the sheath and slashed, wiping the necks of three people in an instant, and the rest of the Jin soldiers saw that his martial arts were stronger, so they didn't dare to slack off. Xiang Qingfeng held Yin'er behind his left hand, and on the other hand, he made a ruthless move with his right hand, which was bound to kill the stubborn enemy in the shortest possible time.

Yin'er stood beside Xiang Qingfeng, listening to his sword wind becoming more and more urgent, and suddenly remembered the chance encounter in the Feng Qiwu period - that time, General Xiang was also like this today, saving her from danger and taking her to see the lord...... That time, she met the legendary lord, majestic and unparalleled in the world...... That time, although there were obstacles and bloody storms along the way, ...... It worked......

On weekdays, Yin'er would laugh when she thought of Lin Qian, but at the moment, her nose was sour, and she hoped that General Xiang would take her to see the lord this time...... To be successful...... Definitely!

Hate only hates his stubbornness, if he didn't keep the calf at the beginning, maybe he can help General Xiang fight a few people now...... However, now it is still possible to not fight without fighting, because of selfishness, because I don't know how long I can live, because no one knows when I will come back in such a catastrophe - then I have to leave descendants for Lin Qian, even if it is really missing arms and legs......

"Suffer death!!" More than a dozen golden soldiers all died, but the crisis has not passed. When the words fell, it was another group of black-clothed people who fell to the ground lightly-the members of the Moon Fishing Sect, unlike those golden soldiers and generals, their martial arts were stronger.

Faster than that, it was the offensive launched by this group of people before they landed, a total of eight people and eight swords, half of which threatened the left side, and Xiang Qingfeng and Yin'er were caught off guard. Qianjun didn't even think about it when he shot to Qingfeng, so he grabbed Yin'er and responded to the left side first, and struck four knives together, all of which were cut off. However, the four people on his right side have all slashed him, Yin'er listened to his muffled snort, knowing that these four knives were not lightly injured, under the firelight, he was shocked to see that his clothes were stained with blood, as if there were more than these four knife wounds, and I don't know who was injured by Shicai, the fire flashed away, leaving behind the blade.

After several rounds of hard fighting, the outcome is still unclear – perhaps not a victory or defeat, but a matter of life and death. Every blow, every friction, every round of attack and defense, is life and death, no turn. The air was filled with mud and sand, flesh and blood were flying, and the smell of fish was pungent......

Recruiting people is so pitiful, exhausting their own strength, just to exchange the opponent's life. \

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