Outside the peach blossom forest, blood has stained the land, but the battle has not stopped.

Rushing to kill, blood splashing, falling, and some people rushing to kill, and some people falling, going forward and one after another, never dying.

"Defend Lao Qin, go to the national disaster together, go to Lao Qin, restore my rivers and mountains. Blood will not be shed, and there will be no truce in the death! There is Great Qin in the west, like the sun rising, the hatred of the country for a hundred years, and the vicissitudes of life are difficult to settle! The world is in turmoil, how can we get Kangning! Qin has sharp soldiers, who will compete with it!"

The song echoed in the valley, generous, tragic, this is the heart of the old Qin people. This is their home, and they will protect it with their lives, and everyone will protect it with their lives.

A flame burned brightly, in the hearts of every old Qin person. At this moment, they are fearless, at this moment, they are indomitable, at this moment, they are invincible!

The old man took up the spear, the woman took the short sword, and the child took the short sword. They are not soldiers, but they can fight hard because this is their home.

......

A Jin Army soldier was fighting a fierce battle with a disciple of the Heavenly Dao Sect. Suddenly, the Jin soldier heard a series of chaotic footsteps approaching him. He slashed and forced his opponent back, and when he looked around, he saw a young man holding a short sword, rushing towards him, with a look of stubbornness in fear. Instinctively, he swung his knife at the young man, and the knife was sharp and swift.

The boy definitely couldn't dodge, or rather, the boy didn't hide at all, his chaotic steps were unusually firm and unstoppable. Those eyes were clear and bright.

In a trance, a picture flashed through the mind of this Jin soldier - it was a grassland boy, holding a foal, smiling brightly. Those eyes were clear and bright. The Jin Army soldier was touched, and his wrist turned sharply.

With a "dang" sound, the Pu knife slashed at the short sword.

The short sword fell to the ground, and the young man froze in place, looking dazed.

The Jin army soldier shouted angrily: "Don't ...... it yet" Before the word "roll" was spoken, his voice stopped abruptly. A piercing pain came from his chest. Subconsciously, he looked down and saw that it was the tip of a sword, the tip of the bloody sword, which was his blood. He smiled sadly and slowly collapsed.

......

Two old men clenched their spears, and a woman with a short knife in her hand, besieged a Jin soldier at the same time.

The Jin Army soldier snorted coldly, and without hesitation, he slashed with a sword. In the first slash, the two spears were cut in two, the second was a short knife to the ground, the third was a woman's head to the ground, and the fourth was a pool of blood for two old men. The Jin Army soldier took a deep breath, his face a little ugly.

"Mother!"

"Grandpa!"

With two heart-rending shouts, a young man and a young girl rushed towards the Jin army soldier at the same time, and they wanted revenge. The two short swords shone with cold light, full of anger.

The Jin Army soldier frowned slightly and swung his knife again. In the first slash, two short swords fell to the ground, in the second swords, the boy fell in a pool of blood, and in the third slash, the girl also fell in a pool of blood. He has been on the battlefield for a long time, and he is used to seeing life and death. But at the moment, his hands were trembling. Because he is a soldier, not a butcher.

......

A woman with a short knife in her hand took a soldier of the Kingdom of Jin in front of the door, and two young men with short swords stabbed the soldier in both legs from the front. The three have a clear division of labor and tacit cooperation.

This Jin State soldier did not dare to make the slightest support, and took three steps back in a row, looking for an opportunity.

At this moment, a spear pierced the body of the Jin soldier from behind. The next moment, the spear was drawn, and blood splattered. An old man stood with a spear, his body was a little rickety, but his demeanor was not reduced.

The Jin soldier snorted and fell in a pool of blood.

A woman, two teenagers, and an old man, this family of four fought together, three of them feintmed, one person killed, and they cooperated tacitly, and they succeeded again and again.

......

At this time, this paradise is full of soldiers, and the old Qin people of the Heavenly Dao Sect are not afraid of life and death, and they are united, and the morale of the children of the Heavenly Dao Sect, who were originally at a disadvantage, has been greatly boosted, and there is a faint tendency to suppress the Jin army.

In this situation, Li Jinshan's heart fluctuated, and it was difficult to calm down for a long time. This is exactly what he wanted to see, and the old Qin people did not disappoint him, he saw it. But if a man is not a plant or a tree, how can he be ruthless? His heart is dripping blood. He slowly raised his head and looked at the clear blue sky. Perhaps no one would have thought that he just didn't want to let the tears flow......

Seeing that the morale of the Jin army was low, General Li looked worried. He walked quickly to Jin Wushu, arched his hand slightly, and said in a deep voice: "Mr. Jin, you can't fight like this." ”

Jin Wushu shook his head slightly, and said lightly: "When those old people, women and children pick up their weapons, they are already soldiers. Any mercy and intolerance is disrespectful to the opponent and a sign of cowardice. At this moment, there is nothing you and I can do, only blood and sacrifice can awaken the bloody nature of my warriors of the Golden Kingdom. ”

"But ......"

Jin Wushu interrupted General Li, and said, "General Li, you have to believe in me as a warrior of the Great Jin Kingdom." ”

General Li realized something, bowed slightly, said no more, and just quietly observed the battle situation.

"Defend Lao Qin, go to the national disaster together, go to Lao Qin, restore my rivers and mountains. Blood will not be shed, death will not be truce......" The war song of the old Qin people still echoes in the valley, generous, tragic, and inspiring.

The soldiers of the Jin army remained silent.

If you don't explode in silence, you go to death in silence.

Colleagues are constantly lying in pools of blood......

There is not much left of the brothers who used to drink in big bowls and eat large pieces of meat......

Suddenly, someone shouted, "Whoever fights with me today is my brother!"

This sentence exploded in the hearts of all the soldiers of the Jin Army like a spring thunder.

Many of the soldiers of the Jin Army still vividly remember that a teenager once said the same thing. But where is he at this time? There is another person, as long as he is there, the Jin army will be invincible. He is gone, he is the god of war, and he still lives in the hearts of every soldier of the Golden Army.

Scenes continue to emerge in the minds of all the soldiers of the Jin Army, the battle of Chang'an City in the past, and the battle outside the peach blossom forest today, bloodshed and sacrifice......

"Blood debts must be paid with blood!" someone roared.

"Blood debts must be paid with blood!" all the officers and men of the Jin Army echoed in unison.

"Kill!" The voice resounded in the sky, full of endless killing intent, echoing between heaven and earth.

Because there is affection, all ruthlessness.

There are some things that can only be understood if you have actually experienced them.

At this moment, all the soldiers of the Jin Army seemed to be incarnated as bloodthirsty devils. In their eyes, there is only killing......

Seeing this, General Li wanted to say something, only to realize that he had choked up.

Brother Wanyan took a deep breath, and his cold and arrogant face had changed color.

Jin Wushu's eyes were slightly closed, and his heart was full of mixed tastes. Everything was expected, but when it was really faced, the mood still couldn't be calm.

Blood splattered, flesh and blood flew everywhere, limbs were everywhere, and heads were thrown away...... The battle was so tragic that it was unbearable to look at it directly.

This battle is destined to be endless, and victory or defeat has become irrelevant. More precisely, there are only losers in this battle. Read the latest chapter of "Sword Killing Claw Book House" for free for the first time.