A remnant sun spreads in the water, half of the river is sorrowful and half of the river is red. The sun is setting in the west, the sun is approaching dusk, and the afterglow of the setting sun is sprinkled in the water, shining brightly.

On the shore of the Han River, after a bloody battle, corpses were everywhere, and the blood flowed like a river, which was unbearable. The air was filled with a strong smell of blood, which made people secretly nauseous.

The battle was tragic and unusual, and although the victory was still lost, the survivors looked gloomy and silent.

Shi Zhongyu and Shi Xiaolong lay quietly on the ground, looking peaceful. The dead are gone, and the tears are dry. Shi Potian's eyes were firm, and a flame ignited in his heart.

Yan Shan and Yue Lin hugged each other tightly, they were both fallen people at the end of the world, and the brothers of life and death were reunited after a long absence, and their hearts were excited beyond words.

In front of the Green Willow Villa, four old men in Tsing Yi stood tall, neither humble nor arrogant, like a god descending into the world, majestic. Needless to say, if someone comes to commit an offense, they will swear to protect the homeland behind them.

Yue Lin turned his head, looked at the Green Willow Villa, and said softly, "Xiaoshanzi." ”

Yan Shan knew this in his heart, and didn't say a word, just shook his head slightly.

Yue Lin bowed slightly, and said in a deep voice: "Xiaoshanzi, the land of right and wrong is not suitable for a long time, I will go back to resume my life, and you should leave here as soon as possible." ”

Yan Shan clenched his fists slightly, and said, "Xiao Shanzi understands, Brother Yue Lin take care!"

Yue Lin smiled happily, and then turned over and got on his horse.

"Brothers, the green mountains do not change, the green water flows forever, we will have a period in the future!" Before the words fell, the Yue family's army was already far away.

Yan Shan slowly came to the door of Green Willow Villa, saluted the four old men in Tsing Yi, and said: "Four seniors, Yan Shan has something to ask for. ”

The four old men in Tsing Yi were slightly surprised.

One person said in a deep voice: "Yan Shaoxia, but it's okay to talk about it!"

Yan Shan sighed lightly and said slowly: "Today, five hundred and sixty-two brothers died here for Yan Shan, although Yan Shan died there is no way to repay it. But it is not suitable to stay for a long time, Yanshan is leaving, and I hope that the four seniors can take care of the aftermath on their behalf. ”

The four old men in Tsing Yi bowed slightly, and their faces showed a look of relief.

One person said: "Yan Shaoxia just leave with confidence, the dead are the greatest, and we will let these five hundred and sixty-two heroes go to the ground for peace." ”

Yan Shan was grateful in his heart, saluted again, and said in a deep voice: "Yan Shan has thanked the four seniors!"

The four old men in Tsing Yi bowed their hands slightly and stopped talking.

The big thing has passed, Wang Baorong and Liu Ruobai said goodbye to Yanshan and left.

The great grace is not grateful, but it will be remembered for a lifetime.

Yan Shan hugged Mo Wan'er and said in a deep voice: "Everyone, without further ado, let's leave." ”

The group turned over and got on their horses, ignoring their injuries, and galloped away.

Thirty miles west of Xiangyang City, Chenjiazhuang, the last afterglow of the sunset disappeared at the end of the sky.

Yan Shan's expression was solemn, and he said in a deep voice: "You must leave after half an hour, and you will treat your wounds as soon as possible." ”

If it weren't for the Xiangyang camp under the jurisdiction of Han Shizhong, there would be no chance of winning this battle. Today, the dead soldiers of the Jin Kingdom have been exposed, and it is impossible for Han Shizhong to ignore them, which is dangerous and self-evident. Of course, all the manpower in Chenjiazhuang must also be evacuated.

In the hazy night, the group left Chenjiazhuang, galloped on horseback, and went straight to the border between the Southern Song Dynasty and the Jin Kingdom.

I don't know when, Li Ruoxian has quietly left. Yan Shan secretly smiled bitterly, but he was helpless. Some things are simply not clear, and perhaps only time will tell.

In the vast night, torches burned brightly, surrounding Chenjiazhuang. It's a pity that the building is empty.

A young general in silver armor smiled lightly: "Act decisively, worthy of being the descendant of the Yue family's army." ”

A cavalry captain said in a deep voice: "Young marshal, according to the last general, they should not have gone far yet, do you want to catch up?"

The young general shook his head slightly, smiled without saying a word.