Four-four

Liu Yun chased in the direction where the sergeant's carriage had left, and the reason he gave himself was that he wanted to ask them for directions. Ask where there are people.

The sergeant's carriage has been gone for a day.

But, is that really the case?

If he really wanted to find people, why did he keep walking in the deep mountains and old forests? Why didn't he take the official road when he saw it, but just recognized the southwest and rushed vigorously!

If he really wants to find people, he will definitely be able to find people if he walks down the official road.

He also wanted to see the woman in the carriage.

Take a deep look, so as to firmly imprint the woman's face in the Jiangnan town into the bottom of my heart.

He can never forget again, because he doesn't want to forget.

This is a debt he owes and must be repaid.

He comforted himself that this was originally a magical world, and maybe the woman was really resurrected, but she had forgotten the past and herself.

His figure rushed like the wind on the official road.

His brow furrowed suddenly, for he heard the neighing of men and horses as weapons clashed.

Between the two mountains ahead, the official road extends into the shadows of the two mountains, like a prey entering Shekou.

The mountain is steep and steep, with straight cliffs and exposed gray rocks.

This is indeed a very suitable place for ambush.

Liu Yun's steps suddenly quickened, and the sound of the swishing wind passed by his ears.

The shouting and killing sound in the distance became clearer, as if it was boiling, as if it was burning, echoing and echoing in people's ears!

A terrible roar, a cry of despair, this is the saddest trumpet!

The blade-curling weapon was still chopping, and the dull sound came from the collision of bones and blades.

The almost disgusting noise of gold and iron makes the people under this sound even more crazy!

Their eyes were red as if they were dripping blood, and in their eyes, there were only enemies! Everything else was nothing!!

At this moment, there are only two kinds of people in the field, one is the enemy! The other is the dead! No one wants to become a dead man, so they are crazy to kill the enemies around them!

At this moment, they had no pain, no sense, and all things were not significant to kill the enemy in front of them!

There is no pity, no sorrow, perhaps, after the death of the enemy, they will grieve for their dead comrades, weep for them, but it is by no means now! At this moment, there is only themselves between heaven and earth, only the enemy in front of them!

Terrifying, bloody breath swept through the sky, like a roaring dragon, like a galloping horse.

Between the two mountains, there has long been a river of blood.

Stumps and severed arms, flesh and blood, stained the dirt brown.

It was noon, but, still cold.

Liu Yun jumped lightly, and was already on the treetops, and in the process of running rapidly on the treetops, his eyes frantically searched for the location of the gorgeous carriage.

At the foot of the mountain, at the foot of the mountain leaning against the gray rocks on the edge of the cliff, the carriage was there!

On the side of the carriage, the young general and dozens of the most elite soldiers defended there to the death, refusing to give in an inch, refusing to leave an inch!

They swear to the death to protect the princess!

The enemy is **, layer by layer, stacked and surging, as fierce as the most violent waves, slapping and slapping!

The roar, a roar that was enough to crack the eardrums, kept roaring out of the young general's mouth, and the muscles on his arms bulged out, knotted like the most reckless poisonous snake.

The enemy's thieves' cold eyes are like sharp knives, vowing to tear the enemy in front of them apart, because they are not thieves, they are soldiers!

If you can't kill the enemy in front of you, the only thing that awaits them is death!

The words of the master, no one dares not to listen, there are examples, living examples in front of their eyes.

When I saw that the enemy was the Imperial Guard, one of my brothers was timid and scared. They fled, they rebelled, but none of them could escape from the mouth of this canyon, and none of the masters around the master were vegetarians!

Only by rushing, only by killing the enemy in front of them, can they have a chance of survival!

There is even the possibility of adding an official to a knighthood!

The master said that as long as he killed the people in the carriage, he would be promoted to knighthood!!

The pressure spread like wind and frost in every corner of his body, and his body, swaying and shaking with the tide, almost unsteady on his feet!

His armor, cheeks, and skin were covered with blood, and he couldn't tell whether it was the enemy's or his own, but every bit and every drop of fishy smell was so pungent!

The armor, the brocade robe inside, has long been soaked with sweat, and I can't tell whether it is sweat or blood, but every trace is so cold.

The comrades-in-arms around him fell one by one, unwillingly or painfully, and his eyes were almost shattered.

The spear poked out again and again, blocking or sweeping, and at this time, his arm was almost mechanical to kill crazy enemies, endless enemies!

With every shot, an enemy falls, and with every blow, a rain of blood is spilled, he is a strong martial artist, but what's the use, what's the use!

He glanced at the dense enemy, and there were no more than ten people standing beside him!

The enemy is still coming!

His gun poked out again.

A dozen spears, still dripping with blood, struck at him fiercely!

He looked back and smiled at the carriage behind him, the ornate carriage, still extravagant in this chaotic battlefield.

The muscles in his hands twisted into the most powerful steel rope again, and he let out a loud cry, and with all his strength, he frantically swept towards the spears that were spitting bright red letters.

As long as there is still breath, as long as he can stand, he will not let the enemy, these lowly enemies, succeed!

These bastards with their heads and tails hidden, do they think that if you change your outfit and remove your armor, I won't recognize you?!

It's an army, you're an army, otherwise how can you form a battle formation?

Otherwise, how could there be such a piece of equipment that the people never have.

How can there be such an imposing force that only a soldier has!

Although it was only the most crude battle formation, the most rudimentary equipment, and the weakest momentum, it was all condensed into the deadliest weapon at this moment!

Although he disdainful, he had to be serious!

They were sent by the Prince, they.

The saint had already seen that he had bad intentions with the prince, so he sent so many royal guards to protect it. But is it still underestimating the power of Prince He?

He wanted to blame Goryeo and provoke a war between the two countries, so that he could fish in troubled waters.

More than a dozen spears were swept away by him, and his spears poked out again, blood almost covering his eyes.

He looked left and right, already, no one was still standing?

Seeing that all the brothers on the left and right were killed in battle, a miserable smile appeared on his face, and loneliness and pain filled his heart.

His eyes were misty as he looked at the enemies who continued to rush, and dizziness and tiredness attacked him, but, there was also a princess!

Can't fall, can't fall! Absolutely can't fall!!

"General", who is shouting, how is it so familiar?

He looked up in the direction the voice had come from.

Ah Yu! Ah Yu is not dead yet! He smiled with sincere relief, this brother who has been fighting side by side with him.

However, Ah Yu responded to him not with the same smile, but with a deep and cold dagger, a dagger that pierced into his body.

The young general's eyes were puzzled at first, and then he saw Ah Yu's armor that had not been stained with a trace of blood.

He suddenly realized, but there was no unwillingness or anger in his heart.

Looking at the enemies swarming past him, watching their spears pierce the carriage little by little, piercing the walls of the carriage, watching the situation become more and more dangerous!! he sighed softly, weakly, and helplessly, but alas, it is a pity: Princess, I have done my best, and it is a pity that I have not been able to see you in your pretence! Although, groom, it is not me.

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