In the first battle of "Desperate Slope", 500 soldiers of the Zhao family army died heroically, and the blood was sprinkled all over the hillside, and it was extremely tragic to regard death as home. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info However, after the end of the war, Wuliang Tuoduo did not withdraw his troops - among the remains of the soldiers, Zhao Zichuan's figure was not found, and he saw the red war horse at the temple gate on the top of the slope, and Wuliang Tuoduo knew very well that Zhao Zichuan was still alive, and the person was in the temple.

Of course, at this time, Zhao Zichuan was still traumatized and unconscious. Li Xian, Li Gong and others donated their lives one after another, and the soldiers died generously and heroically, all of which Zhao Zichuan did not know.

In order to kill Zhao Zichuan without fail, the battle was "over", and he continued to order his soldiers to surround the hillside with a shield array. He didn't know that Zhao Zichuan was faint, and he was still waiting quietly, waiting for Zhao Zichuan to make up his mind, go out and fight to the death, and then kill him with his own hands......

It has been a long time since the end of the war, and the artillery fire with thick smoke has long since stopped, and even the Mengyuan soldiers who were waiting for the battle were also silent. Suddenly, the "desperate battlefield" that was still full of war and hustle and bustle just now, but at this time, it was silent and silent, and between the hillsides, you could faintly hear the whistling of the cold mountain wind......

In the mysterious place on the top of the slope, Zhao Zichuan was still peacefully on the stone couch......

"Where is this...... What's wrong with me......" After a long time, Zhao Zichuan seemed to gradually recover his consciousness, slowly opened his tired eyes, and muttered dimly.

The picture that catches your eye is the broken ceiling and windows of the temple, and the cobwebs that have stood for many years on the old dusty door frames, swaying in the cold wind.

"Why am I lying here...... Uh-" Zhao Zichuan's head was slightly painful, and he suddenly woke himself up for half a minute, reached out and touched his forehead, and a little blood stain flowed out -- this is the trace of being injured by enemy artillery fire when he rushed into battle before.

"Come to think of it, I should be leading the soldiers to defend against the Mengyuan soldiers...... Zhao Zichuan slowly sat up from the couch and tried to recall, "But it seems that a cannonball hit me, and then I fainted...... Then this blood is-yes, yes, I was injured, and then fainted......" This time, Zhao Zichuan had completely remembered.

I fainted, and the war naturally would not stop. However, at this moment, the outside of the temple was very quiet, not only could not hear the fierce cannon fire before, but even the fighting between the two armies was imperceptible. A few gusts of cold wind blew into the temple gate, making a "huh-huh" sound, which was heard clearly......

"Strange, why is it so quiet outside?Could it be that the war is over......" Zhao Zichuan moved his hands and feet, and couldn't help but wonder, "If it's over, with the strength of our army, it should be defeated, but why am I still lying here...... Also, where did General Li Xian and Li Gong go, not even a single subordinate by my side ......"

Looking away for a while, in the temple, only one person was left, and he didn't even see the figure of a guard, and his feeling was extremely desolate. Zhao Zichuan seemed to have guessed something, his expression froze slightly, and he had a premonition of uneasiness in his heart - the war was tense, and he had fainted, according to reason, not to mention Li Xian and Li Gong, there would be at least someone to take care of and treat the injured, but now that there was no one in the subordinate guards, and it was so quiet outside the door, there was only one possibility......

With the mentality of seeming to accept all fate, Zhao Zichuan endured the pain on his forehead, slowly stood up, faced the cold wind blowing in from outside the temple, and slowly walked towards the jujube red horse that had been waiting for him at the door.

Walking to the door and seeing everything under the "Desperate Slope", Zhao Zichuan finally understood......

The battlefield is desolate, hundreds of soldiers of the Zhao family army died in battle, and no one survived. Li Xian and Li Gong even fell into a pool of blood, stained red all over the ground. In the surrounding array, there are countless soldiers of the two armies, desperately fighting on the battlefield, and their souls return to the earth. Although there were only 1,000 dead soldiers, they were full of sight in front of the "desperate slope", how tragic and magnificent......

Zhao Zichuan knew very well in his heart that the Zhao family army had come to this day, and finally decided to die, and now he was the only one left, but what he was facing in front of him was the Mengyuan soldiers who surrounded the mountains and fields. Wuliang Tuoduo waved his troops forward, thousands of soldiers were all over the mountain, swords, shields and spears were waiting in unison, like the iron gate of the ice hell, and he was the soul of the dead soldiers who were about to break through the "ghost gate......

However, Zhao Zichuan's expression was not nervous, as if he had known that such a day would come. I have long been determined to die, but now in the face of a desperate situation, I am no longer afraid and confused. Hold the sword in your hand tightly, even if it is death, you have to make a break with Uliang Tuoduo today......

And Wuliang Tuoduo at the bottom of the slope saw Zhao Zichuan coming out to meet him, showing a hideous smile, as if he had completed his ancestral mission, killed the descendants of the Zhao family, and seized the "Qiankun Two Swords", and success was just around the corner. After a while, Wuliang Tuoduo walked to the front of the formation with a knife and echoed loudly: "Zhao Zichuan, you finally came out...... Zhao Jiajun should be the only one left, right? I think that the 'flying cavalry general' who is famous in the Central Plains is always the first to kill when galloping across the battlefield, and now the last battle is the last to face the battle, which is really ironic......"

Zhao Zichuan ignored Wuliang Tuoduo's words, and didn't bother to pay attention to them anymore. Now that he sees death as home, he looked at the jujube red horse beside him and cast a firm look.

The jujube red horse made a dull sound, the red hair was angry, the front hooves stood on tiptoe to impact, and the nose was full of momentum, as if he was willing to rush into battle with Zhao Zichuan to kill the enemy, desperately bleeding until the last moment.

And Zhao Zichuan looked at the war horse, the firmness in his eyes was slightly affectionate - this war horse is the last relic left to him by his wife Li Yuru, before he died, Li Yuru confessed, no matter how he will go out to fight the battlefield of life and death in the future, walking with the war horse is the soul of his deceased wife; Zhao Zichuan kept in mind, in his own opinion, this jujube red horse is the sustenance of his deceased wife's soul, even if he desperately kills the enemy until the last moment, he has to go through hardships and live and die together......

Sure enough, Zhao Zichuan sorted out his clothes, stood in front of the red war horse, and said with a slight smile: "Maybe this is the last battle in my Zhao Zichuan's life...... Yuru, whether it is life or death, we are all together - Wuliang Tuoduo harmed you and your eldest brother's life, don't worry, I will go to the battlefield to fight to the death with Wuliang Tuoduo and avenge you!"

After speaking, Zhao Zichuan pulled the reins of the jujube red horse. The war horse also understood for a while, and nodded at Zhao Zichuan with a firm look in his eyes.

Zhao Zichuan stared, then flew up on horseback...... "Huh" On the mountain peak, the cold wind howled, and a neighing of horses' hooves resounded through the valley. Zhao Zichuan held two swords, rode his horse down, like the god of war down the mountain, desperately went to the scene, and was rushing towards the bottom of the hillside, the position of the Mengyuan army......

"It's coming-" Wuliang Tuoduo watched Zhao Zichuan finally ride down the mountain alone, galloping down with flying swords, full of energy, and then ordered the generals in the formation to respond, "The whole army has an order, wait in formation, and swear to capture the enemy general Zhao Zichuan!"

"Drink-" shouted in unison, the sound of the army shook the sky, and the spears of the Mengyuan people's shield array came out, and they were lined up with the formation of "copper wall and iron wall piercing", wanting to pick Zhao Zichuan off the horse alone......

And Zhao Zichuan looked at the "Jedi Trap" at the bottom of the slope, his expression was resolute, not afraid, and he rode out immediately, and his soul was immortal......

"Flying Horse Zhao Zichuan to kill!-" It is still the order to charge on the battlefield, but it is the order of Zhao Zichuan's last battle of life and death......

Blood-stained, spears there, horses' hooves neighing, thunder rolling. Treading the snow and flying dust and yellow sand, the double swords in hand, the eight sides are majestic. Under the gallop of the crimson handsome shadow, Mo Dao was like this in the end, and the sound of sorrow was cold. Destiny, cut off the head, the young man will die, this life is over, there is no empty rest......

"Kill-" Zhao Zichuan flew down, and was rushing into the formation, Wuliang Tuoduo shouted, "Kill Order" under the sound of life.

The Mengyuan army was waiting for it, and the "steel long shield" immediately shrank to deal with the formation of Li Xian, Li Gong and others, and waited until they rushed into the formation again and trapped them to death.

But Zhao Zichuan flew on a horse, and his courage was unstoppable. "Ahh

"Ahh......h

In the middle of the charge, Zhao Zichuan got up, and the "flying cavalry general" immediately jumped into the sky, like galloping through the vast sky, flying over the head of the Chinese army.

"Ahh......h

"Huh-" The prancing horse fell in the middle of the formation, and there was no way to charge again, so Zhao Zichuan simply stopped his horse and fought with it in a battle of positions. Of course, it is said that it is a battle of positions, but in fact, he is only a lone general, facing thousands of Mengyuan soldiers, fighting and seeing blood, it is between the decisive death......

"Kill him for me-" Seeing Zhao Zichuan break into the middle of the battle alone, the leader of the Mengyuan soldiers saw it, and dared to order his subordinates.

The Mengyuan soldiers then went up from all around, and they were riding alone towards Zhao Zichuan in the formation - indeed, although the "flying cavalry god general" charged bravely, but now he fell into the formation alone, and there was no way to break through and escape, even if Zhao Zichuan was powerful, he could not defeat a hundred rounds, so this time the Mengyuan soldiers were brave and wanted to trap Zhao Zichuan in the battle......

Zhao Zichuan saw it in his eyes, said coldly and arrogantly, bent down and swept his sword down, striking first, and without waiting for the crowd to surround him, he slashed away first.

"Ahh......h

Riding a war horse, the courage and power are unstoppable, even if thousands of soldiers are on the same page, they may not immediately take advantage...... Wuliang Tuoduo seemed to see this in the distant formation, and immediately ordered the army to say: "Zhao Zichuan is brave and difficult to defeat, because of the horseman's divine power and amazing swordsmanship...... Order, let the soldiers pick Zhao Zichuan off the horse, without the war horse, I'm afraid he won't be able to survive a few rounds-"

After receiving the order, his soldiers were ordered to go to the military formation, intending to change their tactics......

Sure enough, after receiving the order of Wuliang Todo, the soldiers who surrounded him, under the cover of the "long shield array", used spears to interfere with Zhao Zichuan's war horse, and constantly provoked around, wanting to throw Zhao Zichuan off balance and dismount.

"Huh-" The jujube red horse was surrounded by it, and the sharp spear continued, and suddenly it was in a chaotic position, and while dodging the sharp blade of the surprise attack under its feet, it was somewhat out of control......

"......Forehead" Zhao Zichuan couldn't adapt all of a sudden, but he had long thought that the Mengyuan soldiers would come out like this, so he still tried to control the reins of the horse, and while maintaining his balance, he continued to use his sword to continuously kill the Mengyuan soldiers who were attacking forward......

However, a tragic scene still happened...... "Hoo-" a spear was impartial, stabbing the hind legs of the war horse, and the jujube red horse screamed, and the hind limbs suddenly lost strength, and fell to the ground.

The war horse arrived, Zhao Zichuan had no choice, jumped down with a light leap, and avoided the combined crowd of Meng Yuan's generals. But the jujube red horse was not so lucky, after being injured and falling to the ground, the Mengyuan soldiers who were far away from Zhao Zichuan immediately rushed up, and brutally assassinated the wounded war horse with a spear blade......

Zhao Zichuan landed and looked around, and finally glanced at the jujube red horse that was lying in a pool of blood, soaked in blood, and he couldn't help but feel a burst of grief in his heart, and even more angry......

"Kill-" Seeing that Zhao Zichuan had no war horse and landed alone, the Mengyuan soldiers in the front row were holding spears and rushed up together, trying to force Zhao Zichuan to death in the corner.

However, the war horse died, Zhao Zichuan turned his grief into strength, roared, and waited until the spears of the enemy soldiers were over, and the blades of the side were held in his arms...... "Ahh

"Ahh......h

But it's too late, and Zhao Zichuan won't give them a chance to live......

"Ahh

"Ahh......h Meng Yuan's soldiers couldn't dodge, and the armor on his chest suddenly showed bloody traces of terrifying trauma, and he spat out blood, and more than a dozen people fell sideways and blew away......

The move is fast, the killing is bloody, the swordsmanship is out, and the corpses are all over the ground. The Meng Yuan soldiers who were just about to rush forward saw that Zhao Zichuan was brave and invincible, and they all panicked and hesitated, and their limbs trembled and they couldn't advance......

Dropping the spear that had been split with his bare hands, Zhao Zichuan stood up again, looking at the dead and fallen red war horse in the pool of blood - Li Yuru's last wish to die - Zhao Zichuan's heart suddenly became angry, and he made up his mind that even if he died in battle, he would let the enemy soldiers be terrified and pay for his blood debts......

And what Uliang Todo saw outside the formation, he smiled coldly...... (To be continued.) )