Time seemed to confirm that what Qin Wushuang said was true, and the four of them returned to Li Junyan's side, followed by the scarred Flying Fish Guard, and then the original armor of this pass, and now there are only a few hundred people left.

Until the last moment, the people who still have the combat strength never dared to send down the weapons in their hands, for fear that if they put it down, they would never be able to lift it again, but as time went by, except for a few gluttons who were howling with stumps and broken arms, there was really no new threat in everyone's field of vision.

Everyone had such a thought in their hearts, but no one went to shout, no one cheered, everyone slumped and slipped to the ground, and some people who moved faster had already sounded a slight snoring at this time.

Looking at the vast snoring around him, Li Junyan suddenly laughed, feeling that this was the truth.

"Is this what my father said about picturesque landscapes?"

Li Junyan suddenly turned his head and asked the prince beside him.

didn't expect Li Junyan to suddenly ask himself a question, Pugong was stunned for a moment, and then squinted his eyes and smiled.

"This is Your Majesty, your country is picturesque!"

When Pugong lowered his head and looked into the distance, he found that the wind and snow had not stopped, but he no longer felt cold.

Dan Gonggong has watched the spring and winter for decades, but it is the first time that he finds that these snowflakes in front of him are falling, so white and so beautiful. Maybe in a few days the sun will come out and every snowflake will disappear. Next time, there will be a lot of snowflakes, but the snowflakes were different from today!

Hulukou, the noisy fighting has been masked by the smell of blood in the air, and the silence here is hard to imagine the earth-shattering battle half a day ago.

Trapped in the camp, this is the most proud armor in the life of the old Tang King, with a Mo knife on his waist and a big horse spear, this was once the supreme combat power of the Tang Dynasty, far better than Li Gongqiu's Shenji Battalion. But now, Wang Cexuan estimates that His Majesty has trapped himself in the camp, and now there is no one in ten.

The once famous trap camp was buried in his own hands, and Wang Cexuan's heart was full of bitterness one after another.

Qin Wushuang had already led a group of men and horses to report the news, Wang Cexuan believed that one day he would be trapped in the camp in the hands of a general, but it was a pity that he couldn't see it.

Looking around, there are corpses of brothers trapped in the camp everywhere, and of course gluttonous corpses, two for one, such a record is proud everywhere, but because of gluttony, almost the entire trapped camp was buried, and Wang Cexuan still had mixed feelings in his heart.

Wang Cexuan has thought about launching a counter-charge alone, there are no generals who flee for their lives in the Tang Dynasty, only soldiers who die on the way to the charge; Wang Cexuan has also thought about taking the head of the enemy general in the chaotic army, but the guy called the overlord, Wang Cexuan is not sure enough to defeat him, plus there is still gluttony, His Majesty's trapped camp is buried in his own hands, Wang Cexuan naturally will not let the gourd mouth behind him be thrown away in his own hands!

Wang Cexuan has thought about this and that, but he has never thought about self-punishment and apology.

Death is not the solution to the problem, only cowards will use death to liberate. As long as you live, as long as you have determination and courage, no matter how difficult and difficult things are, there will definitely be a way to solve them.

Wang Cexuan was already very tired, but he still shook his spear and turned the gluttony that rushed towards him behind him one after another, and unconsciously, there was already a mountain of corpses made of gluttony behind Wang Cexuan.

The corpse mountain not only blocked the way of gluttony, but also blocked all the retreats of Wang Cexuan.

kept retreating, until Wang Cexuan stood at the highest point of the corpse mountain. I can't remember how long time has passed, the armor on Wang Cexuan's body is already covered with scratches, and there are blood stains all over his body.

Standing on a high place, taking in the panoramic view, Wang Cexuan only found that the gluttony was really getting less and less, just like Qin Wushuang said, the Guanwu King already knew about the chaos in the world, and he would definitely intervene.

Wang Cexuan could clearly feel that his body was getting stiffer and stiffer, and he struggled to plunge the spear in his hand into the throat of the last gluttonous one, and Wang Cexuan, who was almost powerless, almost slipped and fell down from the corpse mountain.

After a few stumbles in a row, Wang Cexuan barely stabilized his figure, and looked up, the tyrant who had never made any moves from beginning to end had now moved!

He stomped his foot vigorously, and the corpse mountain under his feet did not change in any way, and its solidity could be seen.

Breathing a sigh of relief, Wang Cexuan was quite satisfied with the solidity of the corpse mountain under his feet. Although he doesn't know how long he can stop the tyrant, Wang Cexuan firmly believes that as long as Leng Shuai's side can solve the mocking wind and the negative gang first, this bully will be the soul of the Tang sergeant after all.

And what makes Wang Cexuan more relieved is that the movement speed of this bully is really unhappy!

Wang Cexuan's bloody face finally showed a smile, as for why he laughed, he himself didn't know very well, just like Enke and Di were in high spirits that year.

"Mortal, aren't you afraid of death?"

It took a long time for His Majesty to get closer to Wang Cexuan, staring at this human general, he had indeed reached a certain limit in the mortal world, but what could it be? Could it be that the forbearance and humiliation and stealing life that circulated in the world were just useless articles on the page?

Wang Cexuan smiled and did not answer the question of the overlord, in this situation, it is useless to say more!

Turning back, Wang Cexuan didn't grab his spear back as he imagined, and the corpses were piled up, and his spear and the last gluttony didn't know where they had fallen for a long time!

"Are you okay?"

Wang Cexuan faced the overlord and asked a question that seemed to have no brains, but the overlord understood what Wang Cexuan meant.

There was a sneer on his face, his own life could not be saved, and now there was still time to deal with issues other than life and death, mortals were really strange sometimes.

"Do you know that you will die today?"

The overlord did not answer Wang Cexuan's words, but asked another question to Wang Cexuan.

Wang Cexuan and Baxia didn't answer anyone's questions, the two of them were asking each other questions all the time, and in the end, neither of them gave the other person's answer, and then the two of them looked at each other and smiled, but they didn't extinguish the enmity.

Behind the tyrant, a mountain of bones suddenly rose, the white bones were daunting, and the countless bone spurs on the mountain of bones stood upside down, looking at it from a distance, its sharpness was self-evident.

Wang Cexuan smiled again, now he finally knew why the speed of the hegemony was so slow, carrying such a huge mountain of bones, no matter who had the ability to reach the sky, he couldn't go fast.

His ears moved, and he heard the sound of arrows breaking through the wind, but what he saw in his eyes was sharp white bone spurs.

Wang Cexuan knew that he couldn't dodge, so he opened his arms wide in the face of the tens of thousands of white bones that flew in!