Chapter Ninety-Five: There Is No Return

In this night with strong winds and torrential rain, mud mixed with the smell of blood, everywhere is full of death, and a game of cat and mouse arranged by Xia Xuehan is finally about to close the net.

Summer snow is cold and white clothes are better than snow, even in this thunderstorm night, there is not a trace of dust, the detached temperament is the same as in the past, and the clothes are flying up and down under the blowing of the wind, like soaring clouds and fog.

Just standing quietly in the rain......

He stood alone on a bare boulder in the high mountains outside the Valley of No Return, holding an umbrella in one hand, and looked at the Great Xia soldiers rushing into the valley in front of him expressionlessly, without joy and carelessness, as if this matter had nothing to do with him.

Standing in the rain with a white coat and a white umbrella, his handsome face and detached temperament like a fairy almost make people mistakenly think that he is the true immortal of the Nine Heavens.

But he just stood quietly in the rain......

Xia Xuehan squinted slightly at the dark clouds that were about to collapse in the distance, and there was an inexplicable look between his eyebrows, and he whistled softly, the sound was like a Zen sound outside the Nine Heavens, deep and distant but cleansing people's hearts.

Seven black shadows passed through the windy and rainy, stepping on the treetops swaying with the wind, and came behind Xia Xuehan for only a moment, lowered their heads and whispered, "Childe!"

Xia Xue didn't reply, her eyes still stopped at the mouth of the valley that looked like a bloody mouth, and said coldly: "There is no need for the four generals to make a move here, take my Snow Shadow Order to recall the four of them, lead 100,000 cold shadows to ride out of the Meridian Valley, capture Tianshui Lintao, and stand on the right side of Long, and when I finish dealing with this side, I will go to meet them." It's time to fight with Sharon!"

"Yes, Childe!" Seven ghostly voices drifted away in the wind, and as the voices disappeared, several people disappeared with them, as if they had never been there.

Xia Xuehan sighed lightly, as if stepping on an auspicious cloud under his feet, he moved out lightly, the white clothes danced, and the internal force slightly released surrounded his body, and the rain that poured down changed its trajectory and moved elsewhere when it was close to his body.

Cao An led the army to hide in the valley of no return, the valley was like a gourd, the entrance was small, but the inside was very wide, tens of thousands of people gathered in it did not seem crowded at all, and there were huge rocks in it, revealing a vast atmosphere.

"Damn, when is it going to rain!" Cao An scolded in a low voice, took off the already soaked clothes on his body, just twisted it slightly, and then dripped into the water with a "whoosh", as if he had just climbed out of the water.

"General, let's hide here for a while, and then go out when the rain is lighter!" the general next to him wiped the rain from his face and said.

But before Cao An could speak, he heard a loud noise, and a big stone seemed to be smashed from the sky, shaking the ground and shaking the mountains, making people shake their feet and almost fall straight down.

A large stone more than ten zhang high fell from the top of the mouth of the valley of the valley of no return, and the entrance of the valley of no return was tightly blocked.

"How...... How...... What's going on...... "Cao An's heart, which had eased a little, was almost torn apart with fright, and his face became snow-white.

A soldier ran to investigate, and after a while, he reported back: "General, a big stone fell from the mouth of the valley and blocked the entrance!"

"What...... What!" Cao An was so frightened that he sat on the ground, no matter how muddy and dirty the ground was, he was too frightened tonight, and he was scared to death first if he was not captured alive by Xia Xuehan.

Cao An swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said, "Quick, find out if there are any other exits, we ......"

"Boom ......"

Before Cao An's words were finished, he was interrupted by an earth-shattering loud noise, like Thor swinging a giant hammer and smashing it into this valley.

This valley of no return is like a gourd, the huge sound wave cannot be transmitted quickly, it has been reverberating in the valley, shaking people dizzy, and the eardrums are like plucked strings.

The Chinese soldiers were ordered by Xia Xuehan and did not attack, but just pushed the huge rocks above the Wuhui Valley into the valley, and the large and small boulders on the Wuhui Valley were pushed down one by one.

Sometimes it may be easy to defeat a person, but it is not easy to surrender without a fight, and Xia Xuehan wants to destroy the dikes in the hearts of the Great Xia soldiers one after another, completely releasing the fear, cowardice, and raw desire in their hearts......

The Great Xia soldiers were almost in a frenzy, they were like rats trapped in a secret room, being ruthlessly played with by the old cat, but they were not in a hurry to kill them, just watched them scurry around in the closed cage, watching them collapse step by step.

The heavy rain is still pouring in general, the next one does not stop, the whole valley without returning is like a big jar, constantly pouring water into it, because several valley mouths are blocked, where is the speed of water flowing out compared to the speed of flowing in, but a stick of incense, the flood is full of legs.

Watching the raindrops of stones in the sky continue to fall, from time to time a soldier who fled in a panic was smashed to the point of splattering his brains, and the blood stained the soldier next to him, but the stinking and hot blood was washed away by the rain in just a moment.

The Great Xia soldiers, on the other hand, watched as the water level became higher and higher, the corpses of their companions floated at their feet, their brains mixed with blood surrounding their bodies with the flood, and they had no way to go to heaven and no way to go to the ground......

And the Huaxia soldiers never spoke, even if they said something similar to "surrender is to avoid death" at this time, there would be countless Great Xia soldiers who put down their dignity and exchanged for a broken life, but they didn't.

I don't know if many Chinese soldiers want to avenge the deep hatred formed by years of war, want to drive all these tens of thousands of soldiers crazy and then kill them, or they have received some kind of order to wait for the opportunity.

In short, every Chinese soldier with cold eyes stared coldly at the beast-like enemy army below, maybe those soldiers were not called "beasts" at all, in their eyes they were just ants with no power to resist.

Xia Xuehan stood aside and watched coldly, there was a trace of pity in his eyes, and there was a helpless struggle, the hand holding the handle of the umbrella couldn't help but tighten a little, sighed lightly, and muttered: "War will die after all, this cause and effect is to let me carry it alone......"

It's like making excuses for yourself, so that you can be more stable in your heart, and it's also like laughing at yourself......

No one can clearly know how he feels at this moment, including himself.

"Marshal, it's not good!"

Only at the moment when Xia Xuehan was slightly distracted, a purple-clothed lieutenant rode a horse and galloped, perhaps too urgent, too late to catch the horse, and fell straight off the horse, regardless of the mud and dirt on the ground, climbed behind Xia Xuehan, and prayed on one knee.

Xia Xuehan frowned slightly, turned around, and held the umbrella handle in his hand a little stronger, almost crushing the bamboo umbrella handle.

He knew that man, a small leader of the Purple Feather Guard, but the wounds on his body spoke of a fierce battle he had just experienced.

This soldier who had just escaped from the Yama Temple, his fish-scale wounds were terrifying.

The most hideous wound was cut by someone from the left shoulder with a sharp weapon, the wound was deep to the bone, all the way to the lower abdomen, and the abdominal part could even be vaguely seen bloody abdominal viscera, and the face was as white as a piece of paper under the rain.

Xia Xuehan stepped forward and moved with both commands, sealing several large acupoints around him and stopping the blood gushing out of his spring-like eyes. Immediately, the palm of his hand pressed against his Heavenly Spirit Cover, and a soft internal force poured into the purple-clothed captain's body like a tide, temporarily controlling his injuries.

"Thank you, Childe!" The purple-clothed lieutenant felt warm all over his body, although the pain was incomparable, but he thought that this fate was saved.

Xia Xuehan's brows twisted slightly, waved his hand to stop the purple-clothed lieutenant who was about to get up and salute, and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

The purple-clothed lieutenant coughed lightly twice, not wanting to pull the wound, so painful that he bared his teeth, and after a while he held back the pain, and said: "General, that Great Xia Commander Xia Yu, escaped in a hurry, panicked, and didn't want to meet Zi Yuwei, who was returning to Yangping Pass after completing the task, and it happened that the general's snow shadow order transferred Zhong Liran to lead the army. Xia Yuhe ...... Ahem......"

Xia Xuehan didn't wait for him to finish speaking, he also guessed what happened, although Zi Yuwei was carefully trained by him, and he was much stronger than ordinary soldiers, but when he encountered a real master, he would inevitably suffer heavy casualties.

It's just that I didn't expect Xia Yu to be so powerful, and he made three hundred purple feather guards suffer such a big loss alone, although he could guess that he had paid a huge price, but this kind of courage and martial arts were also rare in the world.

"Although Xia Yu is powerful alone, how can he let the three hundred purple feather guards be injured and injured so far, he was also seriously injured after killing more than twenty people, and he was about to be captured by his subordinates, who knew that there were dozens of black-clothed masters, each of them was enough to rank among the first-class masters, it was them, they ......"

"It seems that Xia Lang attaches great importance to his younger brother, and he hasn't given up on him even after encountering this kind of failure!" Xia Xuehan's eyes revealed a touch of murderous energy.

Each of the three of them has hole cards, and they will never be easily shown until the moment when it is absolutely necessary, today Xia Lang actually took out some of his hole cards in order to save a defeated general, which shows that even Xia Lang has a soft heart!

"Okay, you can rest here for a while, and someone will naturally pick you up later!" Xia Xue said coldly.

"Then general, ...... you" The purple-clothed lieutenant stopped when he was halfway through his words, and secretly scolded himself for talking too much, how could he ask about the whereabouts of a character like Xia Xuehan.

But Xia Xuehan was not annoyed, but sneered: "Xia Yu beheaded me with three hundred purple feather guards, then I should naturally give him a big gift in return!"

When the words fell, the people drifted away like a gust of wind......

The east gradually spit out a glimmer of light, and the rain finally stopped, and after a night of fierce fighting, perhaps it should be said that it was a night of slaughter, it ended in the complete victory of the Chinese army, and the 150,000 army of Great Xia was wiped out after experiencing the two heavens of ice and fire.

Later history books record that in July of the fifth year of Huaxia Yanxing, Huaxia and Xia will hunt Yangpingguan, Shangzhu State used a plan to trap and kill 150,000 Xia troops, the commander Xia Yu did not know what to do, and the deputy marshal Cao An led the remnants of the army to retreat to the valley of no return, and was defeated, killing 10,000 Xia troops in the valley, descending more than 20,000, and Cao An died in the chaos......

As for Xia Xuehan, because of this battle, his prestige has been raised to a higher level, and when people mention Nanxian, what they think of is no longer the atmosphere of floating out of the dust and not causing red dust, but also faintly reading a trace of "war" and a trace of "blood" in this name.

It turns out that even the immortals are not above the nine heavens, they are also inseparable from "blood" and "killing".

Long after this battle, others knew that the heavy rain was not accidental, the place where Xia Yu camped was surrounded by mountains and in the hollow, and the fire rose together, forcing the cold air in the air to form raindrops.

The incredibly hot air from the burning of thousands of barracks tents was unimaginable, so the heavy rain poured down overnight.

People can't help but admire Xia Xuehan's combination of time, time and place so mysteriously that later generations praised him as the "soul of soldiers".

After a heavy rain, the sky is exceptionally blue, like a lake reflected in the sky, a few faint white clouds lazily embellished, the shallow seven-colored rainbow bridge arches against the dazzling sun, and even the air is filled with a fresh and bright smell.

The 100,000 Cold Shadow Riders were like a white cloud floating in the vast mountains, carried by the wind and running towards Longright.

On the other side, the 150,000 purple-clothed celestial riders were like a purple lightning bolt slashing out from Chang'an City, tearing the heavens and the earth, and also converging towards Longyou.

At that time, the world's two pinnacle combat forces converged at the same time to the treasure land that the soldiers must fight, and this battle will surely collapse the sky and the earth, and the mountains and rivers will be washed in blood.

Longyou, the two famous horsemen compete for the ups and downs of the world, whether it is success or failure, it will inevitably go down in history and be expounded by future generations......

The first book of the Book King novel