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"Zhongren!"

Zhao Yunfei shouted angrily, like thunder! Two lines of turbid tears slipped down his face! The man didn't flick when he had tears, but he didn't reach the sad place!

Seeing his former comrades-in-arms and brothers unwillingly die in front of him, but he couldn't do anything about it, Zhao Yunfei had regrets, anger, hatred, and sorrow!

The two viscera killers who restrained him thought that there was an opportunity to take advantage of it, and sent out a nirvana, with more than four powerful skills, like strange snakes, roaring towards Zhao Yunfei, blocking all his retreats!

Powerful Fighting Saint Method!

But these potentials are so naïve and ridiculous for Zhao Yunfei. His cold gaze swept towards the two of them, and the murderous aura of essence made the two ground-level killers fall into an ice cellar.

Zhao Yunfei jumped high from the back of the King of Horses, and the Green Dragon Glaive Knife in his hand seemed to be alive, smashing the four sword monster snakes with the momentum of destroying the withering and decaying!

Crack the mountain and cover the world!

The killer who was slashed was full of horror in his eyes, he felt as if he was isolated by this world, there were sword shadows on all sides, no matter how he dodged, he could never escape the shroud of the long knife, the only thing he could do was to raise his sword to resist!

"Smack!" the silver long sword shattered, but the long knife was castrated!

There was another uproar, and the killer was cut in half, paralyzed in his intestines, lungs, and sand, and even the earth was torn apart, and the crack was more than a foot wide.

Zhao Yunfei spun around and moved several meters in the air in front of another killer. The Green Dragon Glaive Knife rose like a crescent moon, and the head of this prefecture-level killer was cut off to the ground, and the blood-stained ball rolled out

"Woo...... Whining...... Woowoo woo ......"

For some reason, the Qi army suddenly withdrew its troops, and Zhu Xiaoming just wanted to lead his troops to pursue, but was stopped by Zhao Yunfei and ordered to rest on the spot!

As a commander-in-chief, he must never lose his mind, he must always be sober, see the six directions, listen to all directions, coordinate the overall situation, and command the advance and retreat. This is also the reason why he has been sitting firmly in the center and not getting off the horse, not because he is unwilling, but he can't, because he is responsible for his own soldiers!

Zhao Yunfei held the Qinglong Glaive Knife in his hand and looked coldly ahead.

The Qi army retreated for half a mile and then suddenly stopped, lined up. Qi Fang, dressed in silver armor and riding a fiery red horse, walked empty-handed from the center of the army towards the Han army, stopping at a distance of twenty meters.

"Thank you!" The two looked at each other for a full ten minutes, Zhao Yunfei broke the silence, and the Qinglong Yanyue Knife was inserted in front of him, and he took the lead in clenching his fists and spoke.

"Even if there are millions of people to bury you, it's not enough!" Qi Fang glanced at Zhao Yunfei in a complicated manner, and said slowly, "You will be a famous general through the ages!

"I'm still defeated after all!" Zhao Yunfei shook his head, looked back at the exhausted soldiers behind him, covered in blood and mud, and said with three points of bitterness and seven points of heartache.

Qi Fang sighed and said, "I will withdraw today, and the last battle tomorrow at noon, you still have a mental preparation!" After saying this, he turned his horse's head and walked back!

"Take my head! Let them go!" Zhao Yunfei shouted at Qi Fang's back.

"I'm sorry!" Qi Fang shook his head.

"They are my soldiers, I just want to let them live!"

Zhao Yunfei looked back behind him, and suddenly smiled very gently, laughing proudly and sadly, and then

Kneeling slowly in front of Qi Fang, the golden chain mail whirled.

At that moment, he seemed to be dozens of years old, like an old man in the twilight.

The boy has gold under his knees, and in his life, except for his parents in heaven and earth, he has never knelt down on both knees, even to the king of Han!

But now he knelt down, for the sake of the less than 30,000 soldiers behind him, in order to let them live!

Because......

They are their own soldiers!

"No!" the Han soldiers roared, and everyone knelt down in unison, and the cry shook the sky!

"General!"

"General, we will always be your soldiers!"

"General! Don't! Get up!"

"General, live and die together! Stand up!"

"General......

“......”

Many people grabbed the ground with their heads, crying bitterly, in order to fight for them for that ethereal glimmer of life, Zhao Yunfei bent down his arrogance!

Qi Fang jumped off the horse, walked in front of Zhao Yunfei, stared for a moment, and sighed: "General Zhao, you are a hero, how can Qi Mou bear your great gift!"

Slowly knelt down, bowed back to Zhao Yunfei, and helped him up.

"But! I'm sorry, I can't do anything! The battlefield today is not up to me alone!" After saying this, Qi Fang flew to the back of the horse and did not look back!

"Tell me to go down, drink wine and eat meat, and I will get drunk with you today!" Zhao Yunfei took a deep look at his back, turned around and ordered......

Late at night!

The smell of alcohol wafted away from the Han army's garrison, and they drank happily and ate large pieces of meat! In a battle tomorrow, there are very few people who can survive, and they all want to open it at this moment!

No more dullness!

No more regrets!

No more resentment!

Because their god of war, their generals are with them!

When the waning moon was slanting westward, the lights in the handsome tent were still bright, and Zhao Yunfei stood in front of the sandalwood case with his hair scattered!

"General, it's time to rest!" Lu Yan walked into the tent and knelt down on one knee! Anyway, the king in front of him is admirable and worthy of kneeling!

Zhao Yunfei didn't seem to hear it, and only after a moment did he speak: "Get up! You don't have to be polite at this time! Come, study ink for me!"

Lu Yan led the order to the front of the case, picked up the ink, put his index finger on the top of the ink, and sandwiched his thumb and middle finger on both sides of the ink strip.

Grinding ink is very particular, it should be light when grinding, and slightly heavier when pressing. To sum up, it is to press and turn lightly, first slowly and then quickly, not acute. When putting water, you can't put too much at a time, put a small amount of water first, and then add water as needed after the ink has a certain concentration, which is a delicate job, and the so-called grinding ink is like a disease, which is the truth.

If you change to a man with five big and three rough, you may not be able to do it, but fortunately, Lu Yan often grinds ink for Xia Da, practice makes perfect, and it looks good to do!

Zhao Yunfei nodded with satisfaction, waved a three-finger-thick wolf pen, and wrote hard!

Extinguished

The vastness of the sky

The warrior is the world

Sage Dinglun

The emperor dominates the world and dominates the country

The prince's mouth is honey-bellied and the sword is ever-changing

The general's long knife drips blood, and he laughs drunken on the battlefield

Levy the body of the horse leather, who shed tears

It's under the remnant sun again

Blood burns clouds and weaves myths

Right and wrong, success or failure, the world

Wear gold chain mail

Ascend to the sky

Watch the stars move

Ups and downs, domination, empty words

become, also kill

Defeated, killed

When the last killing word was finished, Zhao Yunfei put down his pen, was silent for a long time, and sighed softly: "No matter what this battle is, you and Lao Hei, Longquan and others will live! You are still very young!"

"General!" Lu Yan knelt down on one knee, his voice trembling a little!

Zhao Yunfei lifted him up and sighed: "Alas, an order has been given, we will try our best to fight our way out of the encirclement, and leave life to you young people, you are just children! There are also family members, you should not die on the battlefield!" Then he said solemnly, "Remember, you must live! This is an order! Don't live up to our good intentions!"

Lu Yan's eyes were red, but he didn't say those nonsense about going to death together and refusing to leave, because he knew that only by living could there be hope, and only by living could he take revenge! Besides, he and his parents couldn't die all at once, and the obsession in his heart didn't work, he couldn't die!

Zhao Yunfei paced to the seat, rubbed his temple with his right hand and leaned down, and said a little tiredly: "You can also go down and rest!"

Lu Yan took the order, picked up the blanket, and put it on Zhao Yunfei's body, before exiting the tent lightly. Looking back at Zhao Yunfei, who looked like an old man, he sighed in his heart: "Is this the loneliness of the hero!" and then secretly swore, "In my lifetime, I will destroy the Mandarin Duck Pavilion!"

Then he stood firmly outside the tent like a dragon lance......