The snow is getting thicker and thicker. It was still falling, and after a while it turned into goose feather snow, fluttering in the wind, and the sky and the earth became a white expanse, like a sword, overwhelming, hazy and gradually coming, not bright, without a trace of light.

Qin Keqing looked at Gu Qingci's back, the Innocent Sword in his hand suddenly shook, and then a flash of white light appeared, flying into Qin Keqing's hand, buzzing and vibrating, but Qin Keqing grasped it and did not move in the snow.

Feeling the movement of the Innocent Sword, Qin Keqing suddenly smiled, at that moment, in the vast snow, it was like ten miles of peach blossoms, the spring breeze came in advance, she stroked the Innocent Sword, and said softly: "Innocent, actually, I am also happy, you have to remember for me, he promised me ten miles of peach blossoms......"

......

On the second day, the sky turned white.

"Woo......"

The Northern Desert army attacked again, and the black-pressed army was like a tide, surging over wave after wave, and then breaking into foam wave after wave, one after another, wave after wave.

The flames of war ignited in an instant, Gu Qingci stood on the city wall, slashed and killed a Northern Desert soldier with a sword, and shouted: "Back then, I was looking for a feudal marquis, and I fought in the border states with horses, and I will kill the enemy in the desert this year until I breathe!"

At this moment, in the barracks under the city wall, there was a brocade-robed boy who suddenly raised his head, and he heard Gu Qingci's voice.

Under the city wall of Qilingyi, there is a wilderness.

A few days ago, Ma Zhibai broke his arm to save the servant, and after being injured, he was arranged by Gu Qingci to recuperate in the barracks, and in the past few days, the two have never met, because the siege of the Northern Desert has never stopped, and Gu Qingci has almost always been on the city wall.

However, Ma Zhibai was very impressed by Gu Qingci, even if he had only seen it once, he was still very familiar with Gu Qingci's voice, and as soon as he heard Gu Qingci's voice in the camp, he immediately knew it.

"Back then, I was looking for a marquis and a horse to fight in the border states, and this year I will kill the enemy until I breathe!" Ma Zhibai gently recited the words that Gu Qingci had just read, sighed, and said: "Well said, I will kill the enemy this year, until I breathe, this is the true character of a man, this is the real reader!"

Ma Zhibai's eyes suddenly moved, picked up the saber from the side of the bed, and slowly stood up, his left hand still couldn't move, but it didn't prevent him from holding the sword in his right hand.

Sancai, who was dozing off on the bed, suddenly woke up and hurriedly said, "Childe, what are you going to do? You don't want to follow Master Gu to kill the enemy, right?"

Ma Zhibai looked at Sancai and said, "Isn't it okay?"

"No,"

Sancai didn't speak, and Dong Zhi, who happened to come in from outside the camp tent, suddenly said loudly: "Childe, the sword has no eyes, what if you are injured, you don't know any martial arts, but you can't go to the battlefield!"

Ma Zhibai shook his head and said, "Uncle Dong, are the thousands of county soldiers in Changling County all martial artists?

"It's different," Dong Zhi said: "They are all cheap, how can they compare with you, let alone ...... Gongzi"

"Shut up," Ma Zhibai suddenly said angrily: "Uncle Dong, don't say such things again in the future, what are they cheap, why is my Ma Zhibai's life more valuable than them? They are now fighting bloody battles on the battlefield, they are heroes, and my Ma Zhibai is watching here, they are much more expensive than me!"

Dong Zhi knew that he was speechless, so he had to sneer: "Yes, son, it's the villain who said it wrong, but, no matter what, you can't go, if you have a mistake, how can I explain it to the master, you ......"

"Okay," Ma Zhibai interrupted: "Brother Gu is right, why don't men take Wu Hook and collect Guanshan Fifty Prefectures, now that the family and country are in front of the world, what if I am a scholar, isn't it also a dignified seven-foot man?"

Speaking of this, Ma Zhibai suddenly pulled out the scabbard of his long sword and landed on the ground, waved his hand, and said coldly: "If any of you stop me, I will kill him!"

There was no one in the empty tent, everyone had already gone to the scene, only Ma Zhibai slowly came out of the tent and stepped on the snow, step by step, slowly walking towards the city wall.

......

Countless horses fell to the ground with their legs broken, countless streams of blood gushed out, and countless people rolled down from the city walls, some were roaring, some were wailing, some rushed to the battlefield and some fell miserably, and they were densely squeezed together, and the blood seeped out like jam and smeared on the snow in the morning light.

The people of the Northern Desert seemed to be going to fight to the death today, although they suffered heavy casualties, but they all quickly regrouped, even if they abandoned their horses and charged, they were fearless.

Gu Qingci was on the city wall and saw a person who surprised him, a sword scholar brother - Ma Zhibai!

Ma Zhibai was still tied with gauze on one arm, but he was holding a sword in the other hand, a bloody sword, walked to Gu Qingci's side, smiled at Gu Qingci, and said, "Brother Gu, I'm here." ”

Gu Qingci was surprised: "Brother Ma, you ......"

Ma Zhibai smiled and said, "I heard that Brother Gu made a poem "But let the Daxia man be here, don't teach Hu Ma to do this mountain", I, Ma Zhibai, is also a Daxia man, and now at this time, can I still be allowed to retreat?"

Gu Qingci didn't say much nonsense, nodded, and said: "Life and death are destined to be rich and noble, Brother Ma, if you and I can get together, it is death, and we also die by fighting side by side, and it is also a great blessing to have one more friend before death!"

"If you don't die, if you survive this battle, you will definitely use wine as a song with Brother Gu!"

......

The attack of the Northern Desert is becoming more and more intense, but the county soldiers of Changling County seem to have stimulated the blood in their bones, and the stones, rolling wood, and lime are all used, and many people pick up the knives and guns of the dead soldiers to join the hand-to-hand combat, and the Northern Desert paves a road with human lives, vowing to take the Qiling Station.

Not far away, there were Northern Desert soldiers rushing up with a cloud ladder, and there were still people behind who kept climbing up, fighting fiercely with the Xia soldiers, Gu Qingci rushed over with his sword, and the screams that were close at hand rang out.

There are too many fancys in the fight between the enemy and the enemy on the battlefield, and the most is the simplest slashing and assassination actions, but as soon as they fight, Ma Zhibai found that many things have been beyond his expectations, and his strength and speed cannot be compared with real soldiers at all, not to mention that he has one hand that is almost crippled.

A knife-wielding Northern Desert man rushed over, took advantage of the situation, and chopped the sword in Ma Zhibai's hand away, shouted loudly, and the big knife slashed down at his head, at that moment, Ma Zhibai closed his eyes, but there was no regret in his heart, the man died on the battlefield, and it was a well-deserved death, so what's the matter!