Five days later, three horses roared past, and the gallop of iron hooves covered the dust behind the three of them.

With the arrival of autumn, the branches and leaves on the trees have withered, the weeds on the roadside have withered, the weather has become cooler, and the materials in the army have been dispatched and transported.

In the early morning of the previous day, Tu Mo, Luo Qingyi, and Ye Wuyang took off the armor they were wearing, and they straddled their horses and left the Qingzhou military camp.

The sun was rising, facing the dawn, and Tu Mo's departure did not alarm the army. At the gate of the barracks, there were only two people who sent each other.

"Young master, we will rush overnight, and in an hour or so, we will meet with the two rivers and lakes on the left and right. ”

The road never stopped, but the three of Tu Mo were all martial arts practitioners, and they could still adapt to the bumps on this horse. Sleepless and hurried, the war horses under him have changed several waves, and they just hope to reach Qianzhou as soon as possible.

The autumn wind, whistling by, is a little cold on the face. A white dress hunted in the wind, and a touch of tiredness hung on Ye Wuyang's face.

"Tu Mo, let's slow down, the closer we get to Qianzhou, the more careful we have to be. ”

One left and one right settled on the horse, Luo Qingyi, who was following Tu Mo's side, saw Ye Wuyang's tiredness out of the corner of his eye, although he was practicing martial arts, he could only be regarded as a third-rate master.

The closer he got, the more Tu Mo's frowning eyes were, there was only Qianzhou in the distance. Tu Mo, who is concerned about the battle situation and wants to work step by step, is in sight that day and night, and Luo Qingyi's heart will inevitably not be worried.

"It's okay, since it's almost time to arrive in Qingzhou, there's no need to rush at this moment. ”

Tu Mo tightly tightened the reins in his hand, and with the roar of a horse, the speed of Tu Mo and the three of them slowed down.

After walking for a while, Ye Wuyang's face improved.

The thirty-six Tiangang of the barren clouds have been waiting in Qianzhou for a long time, and the white painting of the Northern Desert is like a roundworm in Tu Mo's belly, knowing his intentions well, and the help he extended out pointed directly to Qianzhou, what a good confidant friend.

Blessings fall from the sky, and disasters also depend on them.

Two hours later, the two generals on the left and right led a hundred personal soldiers, and they stopped and looked forward to it. This is a main road, because of the war in Qianzhou, no one came here.

In the middle of the road, the stop of hundreds of soldiers does not seem to be ostentatious.

"Fang left, square right, see the young master. ”

The rush all the way seems to be a bit dusty. As the three of Tu Mo approached, the two generals on the left and right knelt down to greet them.

"Wait, see the young master. ”

The hundred soldiers behind the two also knelt on the ground, their words roaring, shaking their eardrums.

"Get up, for you have been waiting for a long time. ”

Tu Mo, who was sitting on a horse, his eyes swept, and on the hundreds of armors, some dust fell on them.

"Yes, young master. ”

The movements of the hundred people were uniform, and they stood up, their waists were straight. They waited on both sides, silent, waiting for Tu Mo to go first.

Tu Mo and the three of them drove the horses under them, and the two generals on the left and right also followed on both sides, and behind them, hundreds of personal soldiers, they followed on foot.

Qianzhou, surrounded by mountains, rivers meet behind it, because of the special geographical location, the people here rely on the mountains to eat the mountains, rely on the river to eat the river, the folk customs are simple and strong.

This is a giant city in the mountains, in the Taiping years, here will also be a gathering place for some chivalrous people in the rivers and lakes, drinking blood in the rivers and lakes, they laugh, cry, and then sit in the teahouse, listen to the storyteller, talking about the rivers and lakes.

The walls built on all sides have been blackened in some places, which is the legacy of the years, and there is also the blood of the ancestors, the city is the home, and the outside of the city is the country, they should guard it.

Outside the city of Qianzhou, the pressure of the Zhongzhou army, several flags fluttered in the air, and the war drums were beating, high-pitched and excited. In the eyes of the Middle-earth army, there is a burning fire, and they hold the weapons in their hands tightly, and they will also move forward under that order.

With the gathering of tens of thousands of troops, under those faces, who can accurately call out the name of each of them, whether it is the minister of the DPRK and the Central People's Republic of China, the generals of the army, or family members and old friends!

When they were dressed in armor, they had a general name, the Precursors.

In the city, the defenders of Qianzhou were in full swing, and behind the city gate, they tightened their weapons tightly, as if facing a great enemy. On the city walls, the archers were already putting their arrows on the strings.

The general of the defending army frowned, looking down with a frosty face, two white clothes, one on the left and one on the right, swaying in the wind.

"Young master, the army has been assembled, just wait for the young master's order. ”

In front of the ten thousand army arrays, Tu Mo sat on the horse, and the soldiers coming to the city were also his orders, and he didn't want to leave a chance for the enemy to ease up after rushing overnight.

The army of Middle-earth looked at the plain clothes in the center in unison, swinging on their horses. Behind him, with two swords on his back, was their king.

"Fang Zuo, Fang Right listen to the order, you each bring 5,000 troops to attack the east gate and west gate of Qianzhou. ”

Tu Mo opened his mouth and issued a military order.

"Yes, young master. ”

Fang Zuo and Fang Zuo each took orders, and they turned the heads of their horses and wandered outside the army. Tu Mo ordered the generals, and they ordered the troops. The war horses were roaring, and the 10,000 Zhongzhou sons separated from the army, and they stepped on the dust, and they also went away.

"Ye Wuyang listens to the order! You lead two thousand elite soldiers, you don't need to attack the city, you just need to defend the north gate of Qianzhou. ”

After Tu Mo gave the order, the Thirty-six Heavenly Gangs of the Desolate Cloud that came from afar disappeared.

"Yes, young master. ”

Entering the battlefield, he was also excited by the sound of drums, Ye Wuyang swept away his tiredness, and he came to his senses in an instant. When he had finished his troops, he headed for the north gate.

Tu Mo is looking at the south gate of Qianzhou, the tall and heavy city gate will be infected with blood, and he will also take the lead in the charge. Tu Mo turned his head and looked at Luo Qingyi who was sitting quietly on the horse, her Shaohua was blooming in the flames of war.

Tu Mo had a smile on the corner of his mouth, he was not alone, there was Luo Qingyi's life and death by his side, and there were tens of thousands of Zhongzhou children behind him, they were not afraid of death.

Protect your family, guard the land, every inch of mountains and rivers and every inch of blood, not give up an inch of land, and never retreat.

"Sons, where we are, where we are on our feet, what are we fighting for. ”

Tu Mo turned the horse's head, looked at the black pressure in front of him, and said loudly.

"Zhongzhou!Zhongzhou!Zhongzhou........."

Tens of thousands of chants, tens of thousands of people in unison, the loud voice instantly overshadowed the beating war drums. They clenched the weapons in their hands and held them high above their heads, the anger under the blood, and the surging battle intent.

Luo Qingyi's eyes are like autumn water, and her eyes have never left Tu Mo, this man has mistaken her for life, which is also her willingness. Life, go hand in hand, die, sleep together.

Luo Qingyi smiled, a flush flashed on her face, and she also pulled out the soft sword at her waist and held it tightly in her hand.

"A boy is born with a seven-foot body, and he should stand up to the heavens and the earth under the heavens. On the battlefield, there is no armor left along the way, and under our swords, only remnants of souls remain, and no prisoners are left. ”

Tu Mo raised his hand and pulled out a sword behind his back, he pointed at the sky with the tip of the sword, the general died in front of the battle, how could he steal his life with honor and disgrace.

"Kill, don't leave a piece of armor!"

"Kill all the enemy troops, and we will pave a road for the corpses of my king. Flowing in the sea of blood, passing through the corpse mountain, my king will definitely ascend to the throne, and we will return to our hometown. ”

The faces that were completely unfamiliar in Tu Mo's eyes, they were forgetful, and they also gave up their lives and deaths. They can't be named, but they are the solid foundation of Jiangshan Sheji.

During the peaceful years, they were the ones who suffered.

In the troubled times and wars, they took the lead, and they were the ones who returned the horse leather shroud.

Peace, they don't enjoy it.

Troubled times, but it is up to them.

In ancient times, a few people came back to fight, and the turbid wine in the cup was a cup of first tribute to the old comrades-in-arms.

"Attack!"

The horse under Tu Mo raised its front hooves, it was roaring, and then, when the front hooves landed, Tu Mo rushed out in a desperate manner. Luo Qingyi smiled, his eyes were full of autumn water, and he was also by Tu Mo's side.