"It's raining..."

Inside the city, the young general felt depressed for no reason, the corpses outside the city had not been disposed of, and if they were piled up there for a long time, I was afraid that a big epidemic would occur.

Except for him, all the city guards, including the common people, were busy cleaning the battlefield outside.

Wang Conghua sat under the tent, watching the torrential rain outside, feeling tormented at the same time, but also a sense of security.

This feeling has always existed since she met Wang Yu, making her addicted to it and unable to extricate herself.

The young general walked over, crouched down beside her, and asked, "What's your name?"

"Sweet onions. ”

"What is your relationship with Wang Yu? What kind of person is it?"

Wang Conghua turned her head and glanced at the young general, her mouth was tightly pursed, and she refused to speak.

"Do you think he can come back? You know, it's the main army of the Northern Yuan. ”

"Childe will definitely come back, don't ask me again, I won't answer you. ”

Wang Conghua turned around, unwilling to pay attention to the man in front of him who had a lot of problems.

The young general was helpless, stood in the tent for a while, and walked into the rainstorm, the depression in his heart became more and more intense, making him want to vent out but couldn't find a partner.

Wiping his face fiercely, he walked out of the city, and got busy with the soldiers.

......

Blood flowed through the crevices, and corpses piled up all over the ground to form a small mountain.

Xiao Xiao fell to his knees with his head scattered, looking at the scene in front of him in distraction, the man sitting at the top was looking down at him.

The gaze like a god and demon made him feel a palpitation.

"You... You... Who is it. ”

Xiao Xiao spit out a few words with difficulty, and the torrential rain sprinkled down, making his already old body a little overwhelmed.

It's all over, and the army he led, the most elite cavalry in the Northern Yuan, was all slaughtered by that man.

"I won't kill you, go and tell your king, don't think about the next step in this life, otherwise I don't mind going to your king's capital in person. ”

Wang Yu threw down this sentence lightly, jumped down from the "mountain", and disappeared with one jump.

Xiao Xiao wanted to stop him, but found that his mouth seemed to be out of his control, and he couldn't say half a word.

With a dejected sigh, he struggled to his feet and walked towards the camp's stables.

"Handsome..."

Xiao Xiao, who was about to ride back, suddenly heard a shout, he turned his head to look at it, and his expression was stunned.

It turned out that the one who stopped him was the most courageous vanguard general who killed the enemy in the past.

"You..."

Xiao Xiao opened his mouth, but finally didn't say anything, and said dejectedly: "That's it, let's go back." ”

This veteran, who has been through a hundred battles and crawled back from the ghost gate many times, never thought that his army would be defeated by one person.

The frightened vanguard general climbed on horseback tremblingly, and the slightest movement around him would tremble in fright, for fear that the demon would change his mind and come back to take his life.

Wang Yu returned to Pingcheng, still with that breezy appearance, he came to the side of the young general who was already dumbfounded, "Beiyuan will not go south, you can release the news and let the people who fled come back." ”

There was no grandiose words, and when he threw this sentence, Wang Yu hugged Wang Conghua, who ran out of the tent.

Fortunately, the rain had stopped at this time, and he put the little girl on his shoulder and slowly left the outside of Pingcheng.

The young general only came back to his senses at this time, his lips trembled and he didn't know what to say, and the city guards beside him who heard the news were full of suspicion.

Even if Wang Yu proved his strength yesterday, he still didn't dare to believe it.

It wasn't until they saw the appearance of their leader that they slowly came to their senses.

They all looked up to the sky and yelled, venting their inner excitement.

The Northern Yuan was blocked from going south, although it had nothing to do with them, but as long as they could live, it was already an extremely difficult thing.

......

In mid-September, a message was recited from north to south until the whole Great Zhou was boiling.

Wang Yu, the first person in the new world, fought against hundreds of thousands of troops of the Northern Yuan Dynasty alone, killed corpses all over the field, and beat them back alive.

At the same time, King Yan, who had been waiting for news, had no worries and began to mobilize a large army to go south to crusade against the traitorous King Qin in the name of the Qing monarch's side.

King Yan, who mastered the soldiers and horses of the Great Zhou Dynasty, was not something that the imperial court could resist at all.

In just two months, the army came to Shenjing City.

During this period, Emperor Ji Wuchang sent many assassins to assassinate King Yan, but they all returned in vain. In the end, he was forced to have no choice but to find the killer organization and offer a high reward.

But no one dared to take the business.

Because there is that back figure standing behind King Yan, it is enough to dominate the world.

If it was in the past, such a rebellious act, there would definitely be many so-called righteous people to help the court.

But because of Wang Yu's existence, they had to hold their minds and stay honest.

The remnants of several countries wanted to take advantage of the situation, but unfortunately the follow-up was weak after all, and almost no one on the rivers and lakes dared to argue with Wang Yu, and when King Yan freed up his hand, he could destroy them with his backhand.

During this period, the Yin Demon Sect master and apprentice bewitched people and wanted to target Wang Yu, but they were besieged by people who wanted to please him, and finally died in the mountain gate.

Where it all began, in the town of Ebony.

Wang Yu returned here with Wang Onion.

Chen Dazhui is still striking iron every day, and after marrying Yang Qinghua, he has not let go of this craft.

The villagers didn't understand the affairs of the rivers and lakes, so when Wang Yu came back, they only thought that he was still the offspring with great ability.

But no one went to him anymore to apprentice or something, because his master was here.

"Alas, you've reached a level I can't even imagine. ”

In the blacksmith shop, Chen Dazhui drank wine and said with a sigh: "What are your plans in the future?"

Wang Yu rubbed Wang Conghua's head, "I'm going to go to retreat, and she'll teach you to her master." ”

The little girl had obviously cried, her eyes were red, and her skin was much fairer than before, which was a bit delicate.

Chen Da Hammer felt the pure and strong sword qi in her body, and said in surprise: "Is it really okay for you to give these to a child?"

"It's okay, there are some things I don't bother to do, but I can give them to others, she is one, and An Zhi is one. ”

Wang Yu said softly: "I hope that by the time I leave the customs, the world has become a new one." ”

Hearing this, Chen Dazhui smiled bitterly, his apprentice can be said to have changed the pattern of the Great Zhou by himself.

Now that Shenjing can no longer support it, it is only a matter of time before King Yan ascends the throne, and those opposition forces will not be able to make any waves at all.

"Alright, I'm going to go first, the retreat is urgent. ”

Wang Yu threw down these words, walked out of the shop, squatted on his knees, and the next moment the whole person rose to the sky and disappeared.

Chen Dazhui followed, looking at the ground as if it had been ploughed by oxen, and scolded: "Little rabbit, there is a kind of you don't come back, otherwise you have to ......."

Speaking of this, he suddenly paused, because An Ren and Mr. Chen were rushing this way.

"Old man Chen, where is Wang Yu, where did he go?"

An Ren, who already had the temperament of a scholar, shouted from afar, and there was a little girl beside him, who looked like Zhou Zheng, much more beautiful than Wang Conghua.

"Find a place to retreat, and talk about what to do when he comes out. ”

An Ren sighed in disappointment.

The two little girls looked at each other, and they both felt the hostility from each other, and after snorting coldly, they turned their heads one after another.

"It doesn't matter if you leave, the rivers and lakes don't need a god, and the world doesn't need a god. ”

Mr. Chen tapped his palm with a fan, and stood in the sunset with his hands, and his shadow was stretched long, long.