The iron horse has a halberd, and my bones are clothes. But do your best, don't talk about life and death.

Twenty years ago, Zhao Wu'an had heard the invincible army galloping across the grassland shouting like this, and he still does not forget it.

The generals and pawns of the leaf-making iron-clad army are all resolute iron men who are iron-clad and forget to die. Even the general Yan Qibing, who was abandoned by the leaves and went to southern Xinjiang, once shouted angrily the oath of "my bones are clothes" before he died.

"Tell me, even a pawn can have such an awareness, how can I, as their master, not lead by example? ”

In front of the thousands of troops, Zhao Wu'an and Dailou Sangyu stood side by side, bloody clothes drumming.

The spring breeze hit the Cangcang mountain cliff and blew down the peach blossoms.

In the dense rain of peach blossoms, Luo Shen's six swords came out together, brazenly facing Liang Chongen's army. With a clear sword roar.

Although they were superior in numbers, how had these soldiers seen such a fierce flying sword technique before, and their faces were terrified for a moment, and they rode their horses back again and again. Although Liang Chongen had the heart to block the enemy, it was difficult to hold back the panic of the mount under him, and he also retreated with most of the troops for a while.

Zhao Wu'an stood in place leisurely, but he seemed to use his heart to induce, making the six swords of Luo Shen fight separately, shuttling back and forth from the enemy formation, leaving behind a series of sharp sword lights.

Everywhere the sword light went, there were a lot of people on their backs, although there was little blood and light bursting out, and the damage of the Song people was far less than the previous Jialan Anxu Lie's sinister killing, but their own positions were completely disrupted, even if the herald repeatedly shouted and appeased, it was difficult to stop everyone from losing their fighting spirit, and thousands of war horses were running around with their hooves spread, avoiding the flying sword that was in hot pursuit.

He really stopped nearly 10,000 Song troops with the strength of one person.

In the midst of the chaos, only one person remained awake all the time. He stared at Zhao Wu'an, who was dressed in white and stained with blood and his hair was scattered, and there was a decisive killing intent in his eyes.

Wearing this golden armor given by the emperor, he has guarded the Miao Frontier for the saint for many years, and finally waited for an opportunity to send troops, but was stopped by a second-grade ranger on the mountain road. If it is transmitted to the court, what kind of face will Liang Chongen have to wear this armor?

For the sake of the country and for his home, he must not turn back here.

Reaching out and grasping the reins tightly, pacifying the mount under his crotch, Liang Chongen took a deep breath and shouted to the sky: "The traitor is crazy! I, Liang Chongen, will try your evil way with a hundred refining spears in my hand!"

With that, he slapped his horse out, and the spear in his hand was startled like a rainbow, and he poked out like a dragon.

Poppy, Su Musha, and Magpie Treadon flew back to the rescue. Liang Chongen shook the tip of the spear and smashed the sword shadow of the poppy beauty, and then rode forward with the sword intent of the magpie stepping on the branch, his eyes were about to crack, and the armor of his whole body was shining under the sun.

The wind on his face is mixed with falling flowers, dotted with Liang Chongen's golden armor of a hundred battles, as if one person and one rider are three thousand prosperous, and with the endless loneliness of the twilight of the hero.

Zhao Wu'an stretched out his hand forward, and a weak qi machine poked out, entangled Su Musha from afar.

A golden spear smashed down on Su Musha. Above it, there was Liang Chongen's wolf-like fierce eyes.

The surrounding land shook slightly, kicking up tiny dust.

Zhao Wu'an shook his head.

Dailou Sangyu beside him was stunned, showed an unwilling look, and took a step back. And the shaking dust was quiet again.

Liang Chongen didn't know that he had already walked away from the ghost gate, and still with a desperate look, he kept waving the spear in his hand and smashed it at the unmoving Su Musha.

From beginning to end, Su Musha was pulled by Zhao Wu'an with a qi machine and firmly controlled in his hands. Although Liang Chongen is also a fierce general on the battlefield, when it comes to internal strength, he is naturally far inferior to a second-grade master.

Even though Zhao Wu'an had fought several people in the previous round, his internal strength had almost been exhausted, but at this time, he was still at ease with only one Su curtain and brute force against Liang Chongen.

Even though he slashed and stabbed countless times, Su Musha was still in place, and Liang Chongen didn't seem to have the slightest intention of giving up, just like Zhao Wu'an, again and again, he rushed forward with the gun in his hand and killed.

The lightning and stone fire seem to be lost in the smoke of this battlefield.

Zhao Wu'an's eyes were indifferent.

"Why do you bother? ”

In between waving the gun, Liang Chongen gasped and smiled: "As a Han Chinese, you are desperately guarding Miao Jiang, why bother!?"

Zhao Wu'an said lightly: "I promised others to keep here." ”

"Then I'm the same!" Liang Chongen shouted hoarsely, "I also promised the Holy Lord!

Zhao Wu'an's expression was slightly moved, but for some reason, anger appeared in his eyes.

He stretched out his hand and pushed forward, and Su Musha suddenly burst out with a vigorous sword qi, and suddenly startled Liang Chongen's white horse under his crotch and pushed it off the ground with a bang.

"You should look back, do every one of the nearly 10,000 soldiers who came with you have the same spirit as you?" Extremely rarely, there was a look of anger in Zhao Wu'an's voice, "If this is the case, I can't stop you at all, so why do you need to throw your head and spill blood." ”

One husband is in charge, but six flying swords frightened nearly 10,000 Song troops at a loss, which is indeed a fact. In the face of Zhao Wu'an's white clothes turning into bloody clothes and not daring to move forward, it was indeed something that these Great Song Dynasty soldiers did.

Liang Chongen struggled to prop himself up from the ground, spit out a mouthful of mud and sand, and snorted and laughed: "What is the appearance of the soldiers brought out by Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu himself is not clear, use you to say?"

Zhao Wu'an's face was not shocked: "Since you knew that the soldiers of the Great Song Dynasty had no intention of fighting to the death, why did you lead the troops into it again?"

"Don't ask a soldier that kind of question. ”

Liang Chongen stood up with difficulty, looked down at the spear in his hand, and was silent. The previous thrust was too desperate, and it had already cracked his mouth, but now the blood was flowing all over his palm, and the slightest exertional force was heart-rending and painful, and it was difficult to even hold the gun.

"How do I know what's going on with the current Da Song. Wen is not like Wen, and Wu is better than no Wu. ”

Liang Chongen sighed and said with a wry smile: "That's it, I have been stationed in southern Xinjiang for more than 20 years, and I thought that I could use this time to atone for my sins and return to Beijing." It's me Liang Chongen's life is not here, it's just under the nine springs, and I have no face to see the first emperor!"

He raised his left hand, drew his sword from his waist with a thud, and put his backhand on his neck.

"It's just that this golden gun, in this life, I am really reluctant to put it down. ”

In the hollow valley, the mountain wind was dignified, the six swords of Luo Shen were circling in the military array, and thousands of soldiers were turning on their backs, but almost no one paid attention to what was happening in this box. The military formation, which was still serious and neat a moment ago, as soon as the flying sword came out, the dragons were immediately leaderless, and their power was completely gone.

Dailou Sangyu clung to Zhao Wu'an with some hesitation, wanting to say something, but in the end he just opened his mouth and couldn't say a word.

Zhao Wu'an shook his head lightly: "Time has changed, it's not strange that he would do this." ”

The Song army's strong and middle-class cadres and bullying the weak had long been expected in Zhao Wuan. It is precisely because of this that he is determined to do such a feat of resisting nearly 10,000 troops and horses with the strength of one person.

But Zhao Wu'an is not a fool. He is not an ancient wizard, and it is a pipe dream to win with one enemy and ten thousand. The reason why he resolutely stood in the way here was to gamble on a possibility.

He doesn't like to bet, but things have reached the point where he can't bet, and he won't hesitate. In the final analysis, success or failure depends on one person.

Seeing that Liang Chongen had made up his mind to die, and Zhao Wu'an had no intention of interfering, Dailou Sangyu's eyes showed a trace of anxiety. She kept throwing her inquiring gaze at Zhao Wu'an, and she was about to ask.

However, at this critical moment, a voice sounded behind the two: "Wait!"

Zhao Wu'an seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and lost all his strength in an instant, and he was about to collapse almost immediately. Several flying swords in the military formation also stopped abruptly at the same time, and then slowly retreated to Zhao Wu'an's side.

Dailou Sangyu panicked, hurriedly ran over, helped him into his arms, and then looked in the direction where the voice came from.

It wasn't one person who came out there, but a team.

A scarred and exhausted team that seems to have been tossing around in this Miao Jiang for a long time. But it was still neat and quiet, and thousands of people walked towards it, barely making the slightest sound.

The silver-armored commander at the head looked at Liang Chongen, saluted respectfully, and said loudly, "General Liang." ”

Liang Chongen was stunned, opened his eyes, and saw the person coming, his sad expression loosened slightly, and he hesitated for a long time, but he still replied stubbornly: "Donkey." ”

Dailou Sangyu blinked, and repeated in a puzzled whisper: "Horse?"

"That's Xu Rong, the concubine of the Great Song Dynasty. I came to Miaojiang and went through so many things to see Dailou Duyun, and most of it was because of him. Zhao Wu'an smiled bitterly and whispered.

Dailou Sangyu looked at Xu Rong, and then at Zhao Wu'an: "Then will he hurt you?"

"Maybe?"

Zhao Wu'an broke free from Dailou Sangyu's arms, held the Luoshen sword box and stood up straight, turned his head, and looked at Xu Rong.

The moment he looked at Zhao Wu'an, Xu Rong was full of excitement, and he couldn't help but take a step back.

Zhao Wu'an's lips twitched.

Seeing Zhao Wu'an's lips clearly, Xu Rong lowered his head with a gloomy face, and after a long time, he gritted his teeth word by word and said, "General Liang, please withdraw from the army." ”

Liang Chongen narrowed his eyes, and the sadness in his eyes rose again: "Your Highness, although I entered the customs today to save you from Miaojiang......"

"I led the Feique camp into Miaojiang, indeed to find an opportunity to catch all of them. Xu Rong raised his head, stared at Liang Chongen, and said word by word, "But, I think, I found something more important." This may be much more valuable than a holy promise to marry. ”

Liang Chongen was stunned for a moment: "This ......"

"I promised this brother that if I see him again outside of Miaojiang, I will invite him to a glass of wine. Xu Rong looked at Zhao Wu'an, who was covered in blood, "Since you promised him, you can't let him die in Miaojiang." So, please General Liang withdraw his troops. Miao Jiang was originally the territory of the Great Song Dynasty, and it was really not a wise move to fight each other in such a critical autumn. When I return to the court, I will also report to the Holy Lord. ”

Liang Chongen opened his mouth, only to feel that thousands of words were blocked in his chest, and he turned into a full momentum, the world is so big, but there is nowhere to put it.

After all, he was just a general of the Great Song Dynasty. There is an order from the king, how can you not obey?

As for the little ambitions in his heart, they are just foolish dreams, a rainy mansion.

"Minister, take the order. ”

In the end, I can only turn my ambition into these three powerless words.

Liang Chongen carefully looked at Xu Rong, who was standing a few steps beside Zhao Wu'an, turned his head, raised his scarred hand tremblingly, carried the spear on his shoulder, and walked back to the military formation on foot.

And in front of the military array, there was a herald, and after Liang Chongen passed by him, he suddenly shouted like a blessing in his heart: "Welcome back to the court!"

Then, the soldiers of the entire army shouted in unison: "Welcome back to the court!"

For a long time, the soldiers of the Feique Battalion, who had been waiting in the hinterland of Miaojiang, finally showed a relieved look on their faces.

Xu Rong was not half relaxed. He hesitated for a long time and walked towards Zhao Wu'an, but was immediately stopped a few feet away by Dailou Sangyu.

Xu Rong smiled bitterly: "Zhao Jushi." ”

“...... Huh?" Zhao Wu'an lazily replied.

"What I said that day, still validates. Xu Rong said sincerely, "If we can meet again outside Miaojiang, I will definitely invite Zhao Jushi to drink Dadan." ”

"No, I don't drink. Zhao Wu'an's voice was already so low that it was difficult to distinguish, and his upper and lower eyelids frantically fought, and only by holding the Luo Shen sword box could he barely lift a trace of spirit.

He stood up straight, narrowed his eyes, and looked at Xu Rong coldly.

"Retreating from the army is just a stopgap measure. He said softly, "You know very well in your heart, you can't kill me, but you will definitely kill Dailou Duyun." ”

Xu Rong stared at him for a long time, as if he didn't react to Zhao Wu'an's sudden words. After being silent for a long time, he smiled bitterly: "Zhao Jushi, no matter when, I really never thought of making a move on you. As for who I want to kill, it has nothing to do with Zhao Jushi, right?"

Obviously, he didn't even have the strength to stand up, but those lazy eyes still looked so murderous.

Xu Rong couldn't help but feel scared for a while.

"Slow down and don't send it. Zhao Wu'an said word by word.

Xu Rong smiled leisurely: "Zhao Jushi, I don't plan to kill you, and I even want to be virtuous." It's just that if you stand in front of me next time, don't blame me for not remembering the old love. ”

After that, he took steps without hurrying, followed behind the soldiers of the Feique Battalion, and walked on the road back to Wuyang Pass.

The spring breeze dyed everyone's path into a rosé. Under the sun, the golden armor covers thousands of flowers.

Dailou Sangyu was stunned and said, "Is he here to save us, or is he here to hurt people?"

"It's very simple, Liang Chongen and I, neither of him wants to die. Zhao Wu'an said lightly, "As for not killing me, it's because I'm afraid of you." ”

"Afraid of me, afraid that I will kill him?" asked Dai Lou Sangyu.

Zhao Wu'an nodded, and said, "It's just that I really can't see if he really has the intention of saving me." ”

"Did you bet on this before?" Dai Lou Sangyu asked, "Bet on this person, will he come out to save you?"

Zhao Wu'an was noncommittal.

Dailou Sangyu puffed out his cheeks a little angrily: "If that's the case, then what you're doing is too dangerous, Brother Wu'an." ”

Zhao Wu'an shook his head and said with a wry smile: "I should have said it......, right?

Before the words fell, he lost the last trace of consciousness and fell into the arms of Dailou Sangyu.

The wind in March in Miaojiang brought a trace of warmth and blew down the peach blossoms all over the mountain.

The white-clothed layman is even more peach-colored.

No one collects the peach everywhere.