In late November, Qinzhou.

In recent days, Jingning in the north, Sun Jixiao, Gu Tingxian, Wanyan Yonglian and Ling Dajie were intertwined; Dingxi in the northwest, Guo Zijian and Gao Fenglei fought fiercely; Longcheng in the northeast, Li Haoyi and Li Gui were also with Wanyan Jun, and Wanyan Jun was unable to get along. In addition to the Chu Fengliu and Shuhu Gao Qi who had been stationed in Qin'an earlier, Song Heng was eyeing Chu Fengliu and Shuhu Gao Qi, the dispatch of Jin troops from all over the country was increasing, and it was brewing a large-scale attack on Sichuan and Shu.

There was also good news during this period. The soldiers used them to make fun of their suffering. One was that the lord, who had been in danger of life and death in the battle of Hezhou, finally had news. The second was that the genius was said to have helped General Zhao Chun gain a foothold in Xiangyang. Third, Song Heng and Chen Caiyi, who had just recovered from their injuries, simply had a happy event, and the lovers finally got married.

In view of the urgent military situation, everyone just drank a few sips. At night, Han Zeye went to the garrison building alone. Listening to the vague sound of the flute on the Long River, he was sighing when he suddenly saw that Song Heng, who should have accompanied the bride, had not slept. He was standing here and looking at the stars and moon and Guancheng.

"Why don't you sleep?" Han Zeye was stunned.

"Happy, relieved." Song Heng thought for a long time and said with a smile, "So I can't sleep..." Looking back at him: "Zeye, why didn't he sleep?"

"I'm afraid of making a mistake, so I come to sober up..." It turned out that Zeye was here to come and have a breath of wind.

"Just a few drops? I can't get drunk." Song Heng laughed and was about to follow him, when suddenly the two of them were stunned.

In the northwest, the northeast, everything is as usual, clouds hide and undercurrents are expected; on the contrary, in the southwest, fires shine on the mountains, unexpected smoke rolls...

"Wushan, Lintan, Yanchuan, who are guarding each?" Han Zeye frowned, still thinking.

"Hao Ding, Shi Si, Shen Jun and Zeng Rong." Song Heng replied immediately.

Han Zeye is familiar with these people, individual soldiers or cooperation, so there should be no problem. However, why do you always have an ominous premonition in your heart?

It was soon learned the information that it was in Wushan area. A Jin army cavalry bypassed the Song army's defense line and raided Minzhou in the south at night, giving the local Southern Song official army a warning. At that time, Hao Ding had already fought with Wanyan Lin. In order to prevent the Wushan rebel army from being transferred from the mountain, Han Zeye ordered his family generals to go to Minzhou to rescue. Along the way, they happened to encounter a white army commander leading troops to escape. The family generals brought these defeated generals back to Fuqiang City to settle.

One wave was not settled and the other wave was rising again. The next morning, the morning mist had not dissipated, and Chu Fengliu once again led the crowd to attack Beitianshui with more than 10,000 troops.

There is no doubt that the decisive battle on the Western Front began, but Han Zeye and Cao Xuan had differences in the focus of defense. Cao Xuan believed that: "The Jin army, from soldiers to generals, all the Tianshui River was added to the north, and they would definitely want to help Chu Fengliu break through Zaojiao and drive straight to me from north to south."

Han Zeye felt: "Minzhou has been invaded by surprise troops. Our army should increase garrisons in Yanchuan, Lintan, Wushan and other places on the left to prevent the Jin army from detouring from west to east to Sichuan and Shu."

"Minzhou is only 200 cavalry attacking, but Tianshui has over 10,000 troops. In addition, there are experts like Sima Long and Wanyan Li Bashan to help." Cao Xuan said that Minzhou is just a trick. "If the Jin army really wants to win a surprise, it should not be alarmed."

"Minzhou is real and solid, Qinzhou is virtual and solid." Han Zeye shook his head and insisted on his own opinion, "Sima Long, Wanyan Li, has the banner here, but people may not be."

Song Heng and others were unable to intervene because both possibilities were present.

Although the Southern Song Dynasty had the sea rising to Mingyue as a spy, the other party's head coach was Chu Fengliu after all. What was her actual intention in this battle? The "soul-destroying" lineage had no progress after a long time of investigation. Fortunately, the Jin Dynasty, who was already average in strength, made a detailed "龙龙" and was even closer to Han Zeye and Cao Xuan's body, so how did the Song Fang defend, Chu Fengliu was also blind, and perhaps she had to prepare for both hands.

In the end, Cao Han decided to focus on defense "to the north, and to the west": there were many officials and soldiers, resisting more than 10,000 troops and horses from Chu Fengliu; there were few elite troops in the Allied Army, and they supported Lintan Yanchuan and other places. "Song Heng, you and me are flexible and maneuverable." Han Zeye told Song Heng on the way back. Where are Sima Long and other masters? It is really an unsolvable mystery. They can only work harder and look at each other on the west and north, and go wherever they need to.

"I understand." As the strongest master here, Song Heng naturally took the initiative.

Twenty-three, Chu Fengliu started a war on both sides. On the one hand, she and Shuhu Gao Qi, Luo Lie and others personally attacked Beitianshui, but unfortunately they could not break through Cao Xuan, Han Zeye, and Song Heng; on the other hand, Wanyan Gang, Shi Ma Zhongwen, and Wanyan Lin attacked from Wushan, Yanchuan and Lintan. Although Shi Ma Zhongwen was dragged by Shen Jun and Zeng Rong, Wanyan Gang and Wanyan Lin all gained. That night, the Jin army successfully occupied the southeast of Minzhou, and some other troops really attacked the Song army in Fuqiang City.

"I'm in the north, you can fight the west, go." Han Zeye heard that there was indeed a Jin army rushing to the west, and unfortunately, even Hao Dingshi Si was unable to completely stop him. Over the years, the Longshan Jin army was so angry that it was so angry.

"However, Wanyan Zhan is here, what should I do..." Song Heng saw that the eldest prince had sent twelve souls to help Chu Fengliu, and what was worse was that Cao Xuan had been injured and retreated from the second line.

"I can resist it." Han Zeye was as always, and his face was still calm.

"Okay." Song Heng ordered the ban and had no worries.

"Chu Fengliu has too much appetite." Han Zeye realized that Chu Fengliu focused more on "on the surface of attacking Beitianshui, but actually launching three strange troops to avoid the real and go to the weak, and penetrate directly from the west to the rear of our army. In this way, a huge encirclement will be formed and a large-scale battle will be fought in depth." However, the Song army was prepared. As long as Song Heng reinforced quickly, he might not be able to attack Hao Dingshi Si on both sides of the Jin army and turn defeat into victory. Therefore, Han Zeye believed that although Chu Fengliu had a big appetite, he was "dreamy."

When they were fighting fiercely with Han Feng Whip and Wan Yan Zhan’s fierce sword, they really didn’t know which battle it was tonight. As one of the twelve souls, the opponent was a rare Confucian general in the Jin army with both civil and military strength. Unfortunately, when they met these nine-pointers of the world, even the fierce sword was almost frozen and lost, and there was still a lot of gap in strength.

Wanyan Zhan and Han Zeye, one is extremely beautiful, with murderous aura, and the cold light is soaring to the ghosts and gods. The other is cold and crazy, blocking the sea of ​​clouds, and the depression brings wind and snow. If it were not for the battlefield, they would have to fight to the death, and they would have been able to appreciate each other if they really compete in the arena... They would appreciate each other? Han Zeye has never been a person who cherishes talents. They would die of all those who threaten their lords, so Wanyan Zhan was quickly sucked by him and covered in bruises and blood. Fortunately, Han Zeye was not in his best condition. He was barely killed by Wanyan Zhan to save his life. In an instant, Han Zeye's left shoulder was also bleeding.

Just as he was approaching, Chu Fengliu Wanyan Zhan finally retreated due to setbacks, and Han Zeye also received a letter from the Soul-Destroying Feige. The letter said that Chu Fengliu's focus was in the west, which coincided with Han Zeye's idea. He was not worried after reading the first few lines, but was surprised at the end. The letter said: After the defeat of Minzhou, Wang Xi, the commander of the White Army, may have secretly communicated with the Jin army, that is to say...

"General, Fuqiang City stronghold, I don't know who opened the village gate. There are traitors and Jin army that cooperate with each other and outside..." Nie Zilan, one of the four saints, came to report with a dusty face. Han Zeye realized that the camps in the north, including Tianjing Mountain and Zaojiao Fort were finally guarded, but Song Heng was ordered by him to go to the dangerous land west! "Traitor, it's that Wang Xi." As soon as Han Zeye finished speaking, he saw the valley to the west, and countless fire tornado collections blocked who had their way of life. He was anxious and hurriedly wanted to leave.

"General, what are you going to do?" Nie Zilan was shocked and bandaged him halfway.

"Chu Fengliu still wants to kill Song Heng the most!" Han Zeye understood that Sima Long and others must be there, so he had to get on the horse while stopping the bleeding.

Thousands of drums and thunder are everywhere, thousands of flags and fires produce wind, Qinghai is surrounded by clouds, and the black clouds are rushing toward soldiers.

As expected, while going west, he was defeated and repeatedly. When he met the scattered soldiers who fled eastward, he was panicked and lost his soul. Seeing this, Han Zeye had to intimidate them. "If you don't wipe your tears, it's okay, Tianjingshan and Zaojiao Fort will never accept you." He didn't want these people to disturb the morale of Tianjingshan and Zaojiao Fort.

This attack therapy is very superb. In order to survive, the defeated soldiers quickly looked normal and obediently took them to the safe place. Han Zeye went against the road. Seeing the fire in the valley, it turned out that Hao Ding and Shi Si jointly released it for Wanyan Lin. Although the Jin army had reinforcements, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief: "Where is the Lord of Song Castle?"

"It is said that before the Songbao Lord arrived, Wanyan Gang had already attacked Fuqiang City, and many soldiers here were killed and injured. The Songbao Lord said that he would lead the masters away to buy time for the orderly evacuation of the official army." Shi Si told Han Zeye that most of the elite Red Ao Village behind him were elite troops, with flags and grass and horses everywhere.

"Shi Si and I were begging for a moment. We can only use the terrain of this place to capture turtles in a jar on the basis of the Song Fort Lord leading the elite. "Wanyan Lin was designed to catch turtles in a jar while Hao Ding replied, and ordered the Jin army to drive away all the crossbows and shoot arrows continuously. At the same time, we have to pay attention to the siege of the other Jin army.

"How could you two come here to make up for it..." Han Zeye was of course surprised. Hao Dingshi Si, Longyou, and Jingning did not turn the tide? Why couldn't even stop Wanyan Gang and Wanyan Lin? He was obviously so outstanding that he didn't seem to be stunned by the united Jin army. Why did he have to be defeated all the way here? Before Han Zeye had time to ask in detail, he changed his mind because he was concerned about Song Heng, "Where did the official army come from? Aren't they allied troops here? Could it be that Wang Xi, the white army?!"

"Yes..." The people from Songjiabao had no time to tell him that before Song Heng came, Chen Caiyi, the commander of the Allied Army who was responsible for resisting the Jin army, was already defeated by the Jin army and was swept away by the soldiers. His whereabouts were still unknown.

"Idiot, use my words again and again as a wind in my ears!" Han Zeye was furious. Song Heng, how long should you be pure and honest? It's not for Wang Xi and the others, you can fight head-on and wait for Shi Si and the others. As a result, you will get angry for their safety! But how much do you know about them? You don't know if you are sold by them! Where does the Jin army need a rogue in this battle? The fission within the Song army is the most terrifying!

"General Han..." Neither Shi Si nor Hao Ding could hold him back, and it was not the first time he took the risk of going to the corpse to dig out Song Heng.

The mountains are high and birds are walking together, and the sky is visible to the dangerous plate and the ladder is very clear. When the clouds collapse, they face the back, and the sound of water is sobbing like an easter. The wind and rain blow people's faces, and the stones and ice ridges block the horse's hooves.

Although Song Heng led dozens of masters away, not many people could really catch up with him. When Song Heng led the last few people to a remote place, he thought that he would not suffer any loss by fighting against three: Wanyan Qi Ge, Wanyan Gang, Wanyan's power to pull mountains, but in fact, only the last twelve souls were tricky, and the other two also dragged the power to pull mountains from time to time. Although the power to pull mountains has a strong ability and a simple mind, Song Heng is famous for being braver than strategy, but he can also use the environment to play the three of them.

In this way, the first 100 rounds were enough to fight. The hammer that had pulled the mountain almost hit them several times to save their comrades. Song Heng was agile and worthy of the third place in the Yunwu Mountain competition. He walked freely like a loach in the siege formation, and was calm and erect on the edge of the cliff, moving with a light and agility.

The Jade Dragon Sword, known for its exquisiteness and elegance, teaches Wanyan Gang to watch it as an enemy. He was just immersed in the magnificent and rich sword technique. He was suddenly locked in the throat with a sword. With a roar, he fell back. Fortunately, Wanyan Qi Ge held a gun to help him with parry. When the weapon was almost knocked away by the hurricane, he had not yet reacted, and the armor was almost opened by Song Heng's internal force. Although he did not bleed, he was dizzy. After more than ten rounds of danger, Wanyan Gang and Wanyan Qi Ge were still in shock, and were abandoned by Wanyan Li to fight alone.

Wanyan Gang wanted to step forward, but Wanyan Li rang the mountain and said "leave". Those who didn't know thought it was to protect them, but the subtext was to tell them to get out. Wanyan Gang's face was exhausted, and Wanyan Qi Ge was a little calmer, and he looked for the angle with his hidden weapon.

At that time, Song Heng was a little struggling. The mountain-shaking hammer was accurate and it took him a lot of effort to turn. Fortunately, the Jade Dragon Sword was extremely sharp and thrust nineteen consecutive swords, making him splash water in the face. At the same time, the enemy was defeated. Outside the thirty rounds, Wanyan Li was no match for him at all. He relied on Brother Wanyan's hidden weapon to interweave him. However, at that time, Wanyan Li had already hit the sword, but Song Heng was unscathed and could not help but exclaim that such masters would be chasing Lin Qian!

But Song Heng took into account both battles and was not in the highest state. Such a quick attack was to quickly fight and decide. However, he fought uncontrollably until sixty moves, and his strength was almost wiped out by a fierce man like Li to pull the mountain. He had a plan in mind and concentrated his advantage, "stepping on the sky and cutting purple clouds" and "peaches falling like red rain" all at once. The sword edge was desperate to sweep the key points of Wanyan Li to pull the mountain. The colorful color was the most courage and the soul-chasing death!

Seeing that the deadly sword energy was about to hit Li Bashan, suddenly rushed into the slanting road, and the lightning was too fast to cover the ears, and the lightning was in the trap. The rabbit rose and falconed back, helping Li Bashan to turn defense into attack in one go. Song Hengda was shocked and failed to respond in time. He was hit by the old wound on his right chest. At the same time, he recognized who was coming: "Sima Long..."

Because she was caught off guard, Song Heng was almost crushed by the evil energy circle of the Broken Step Sword. Fortunately, his body instinctively stressed his full defense when he was in danger, so he barely saved his life. However, his chest numbness and his eyes were invisible.

"General Sima, you are finally here!" When Song Heng was tinnitus, he knew that Sima Long was Chu Fengliu's Tibetan soldiers, and he deliberately waited for him to attack when he was alone. Because he wanted to hide, he couldn't help but snorted: "Sneaking, what kind of general, villain!"

"If you can send Lin Qian's arms to hell, what kind of generals are you concerned about?" Sima Long looked cold and completely different from the past. Since the bad news about Qi Liangchen came from the middle line, he wet his front more than once. How could he feel good when he cried more than once?

"I am the lord's arm..." Song Heng was still happy when he heard this. He almost forgot that this was a critical moment of life and death. He was pulled back to reality in a moment. He had struggled with Sima Long's more than ten swords, but could only stand on the second level of the Broken Step Sword. He was in a dilemma and exhausted. Yu Guangsau and Wanyan Li Bashan seemed to be about to recover. He was sad and shouted: "Fight with you!"

The murderer at the end always burst out with extraordinary combat power, "the cloud building is half open and the wall is slanted white", "the cloud flows through the silver pool and learns the sound of water", "the light of the armor opens to the sun and the golden scales", which are unparalleled and rare in the world.

In Sima Long's eyes, he was at the end of his strength, waiting for the end of being swallowed by the third level of the Broken Step Sword Realm: "It's a pity that such a good sword finally became Guangling San..."

"I feel sorry for myself, but it's really desolate." A cold voice suddenly sounded on the slanting road, and at the same time, a sharp sound was heard. Sima Long's sword circled from Song Heng's chest without saying anything.

The silver armor and white robe, the blue hair is graceful, and the eyes are evil. Compared with the handsome and sunny Song Hengyi, it really makes people feel that he is so bad at first glance.

In contrast to Song Heng's magnificent sword technique, as soon as he arrived, he whipped and chased, the wind was blew everywhere, and the snow was dark all over the mountains and fields. It turned out that it was the cold winter season. Wanyan Gang and Wanyan Qi Ge only felt cold hands and hearts, so they were not willing to be spectators, and they were completely reduced to fish and meat at the slaughter! It was this hand that killed countless people. In recent years, he has guided the army of Short Knife Valley to march northward, allowing Song Banners to be spread throughout Longshan, allowing Xu Yuan to sit in Sichuan and Shu with peace of mind, and allowing Lin Qian to open up territory without any effort in Huanqing, Hedong, Shandong and other places.

"Han Zeye..." Wanyan Gangyu shivered and couldn't help but shrink back again. He almost fell off the cliff in a daze. Fortunately, Brother Wanyan pulled him away: "Stay!"

Han Zeye first swept away Sima Longli to pull out the mountain, and supported Song Heng who was about to fall: "Hold on!"

"I...I'm fine..." Song Heng couldn't help but see that his arms were bleeding, and realized that the situation was dangerous. Fu Qiang City was full of defeated battles or ambushes that were intended to equalize. Even if anyone could notice their mark, they didn't come to support. Song Heng knew that he had to recover as soon as possible, but his damn inner breath could not be adjusted.

"You are so wise, please watch, the captive is mine!" Han Zeye smiled coldly, pushed Song Heng away, and trembled again.

To deal with ordinary people, you can use the "solidification" move. The cold maple whip is the first time. The enemy knows the coldness of the year and feels the coldness of the year; but to deal with Wanyanli's level of mountain pulling mountains, it is naturally a "split" style. When the whip takes action, the pine is the maple, and the jade turns brown; however, what Sima Long sees must be the effect of "blining the eyes". The whip sweeps the sky, sinks into the evening forest, and the leaves cover the Taishan Mountains. It is calm and vicious to defeat the opponents.

Although Sima Long had long lost the flaw of "striking the front line", he was inevitably regressed because of Qi Liangchen's death. In this battle, he was blinded by Han Zeye's whip technique and was almost disturbed again. Fortunately, he finally woke up at the last moment and tried his best to eliminate the flaws, sucking Han Zeye and the others onto the sword.

However, Han Zeye's internal strength is not much worse than Sima Long. Moreover, he has always been good at sharp turns. He took a different approach before taking risks. Not only did he make a move on the other side, but he also returned to defend in time, and the whip was dancing in front of him. Sima Long was frustrated in the offensive, and blood was gushing. Seeing that Han Zeye seemed to be injured by evil spirits, he finally found some comfort. Sima Long chased forward several swords in succession and soon reached the upper hand. Just thinking that Han Zeye should be equal and should not have defeated so quickly, he suddenly found that Han Zeye seemed to be poisonous and really taught Sima Long's surprise.

Seeing that Han Zeye Ye was slowing down, she knew something was wrong. In a moment, she saw that Wanyan Qi Ge was using another hidden weapon. Song Heng didn't care about so many things and suddenly jumped up. He tried his best to open the hidden weapon in the air with one sword. Wanyan Qi Ge and Wanyan Gang were both lined up for several steps. Seeing this, Wanyan Li, who was also resting, came to stop him. Song Heng immediately fought with him, and fought with Han Zeye with two against two soon.

Although the blood was intermittent, it flowed through the tendons and veins and became so hot that it was so hot. Zeye, you and I were all ranked nine parts of the world. It is often said that you whip the method of Sichuan and Shu, but you can compare to me with Jiangxi and a sword to win the world. Song Heng laughed out loud. Although he was not able to respond, the explosion was stronger than him: "I didn't show off my power, and the enemy's skull belonged to me!"

Han Zeye couldn't help but be stunned. Although his peers felt that he was so young and energetic. Even though the sky was dark, his eyes were all for the young man. His eyes seemed to say, Zeye, you can't steal me after all. After a slowdown, Song Heng really snatched Sima Long over, and replaced Wanyan Li, who was struggling to pull the mountain to Han Zeye.

"Okay, I have a bad memory recently, so how do you remember how to hit him." Han Zeye reminded him a little, and Song Heng remembered that Han Zeye drew pictures for himself in the camp and taught him how to crack Sima Long: "Remember!" On Tianjing Mountain on the fourth day of last month, eight of his ten moves could cause Sima Long to have problems with the third level of the sword realm. Unfortunately, in a heavy rain, Sima Long was rescued by Qi Liangchen, causing the lord to miss the captive... Song Heng blushed, and Han Zeye had a heart-to-heart relationship: "Avenge the shame!" "Yes!" Song Heng once mentioned it and took another breath to fight Sima Long.

Han Zeye could just adjust his breath and relieve the sudden poisonous hair. While returning to normal as much as possible, he was pulling the mountain to Wanyan Li. In the bloody storm, Han Feng whip was calm and calm. When he slashed, the cloud dragon suddenly came, and when he was rolled and wrapped, the cunning rabbit suddenly felt cold and dazzled. Under his attack, he only knew that the murderous aura was stacked and surged, and the death breath was wrapped. As the physical strength decreased, Wanyan Li's physical strength dropped faster. The mountain hammer was only brute force, and there was no room for fighting back.

What a cold maple whip, the vastness of the chaotic times is on the side of the whip. On the other hand, the Jade Dragon Sword is full of prosperity in the sword. Sima Long actually has to deal with more than one, so he naturally does not dare to be neglected by any one, and there is no chance of distracting. At the disadvantage, he can only turn grief and anger into strength and use his Break Sword to the extreme. The four people's melee suddenly became hot. Due to the tight entanglement and the steep terrain, it is easy to hurt his own people by mistake at this moment. Therefore, Wanyan Gang and the other two could only raise the torch to illuminate it. However, there is no need for light here. Whether the internal force explodes or swords and swords, they are illuminated by the battle soul everywhere.

The combat power of the four people was completely unbalanced. Among the three top masters, Li Bashan, who was slightly inferior in strength, left the field first. At this moment, when Han Ze Ye Songheng swapped his opponent twice to give the opponent a rest. Li Bashan didn't know whether he was whipped and hit by the sword or they defeated him together. He took several steps in a row, vomiting blood, and shouted "Okay". These two are really the best partners, and their cooperation is impeccable.

"Then let the horse come over!" Sima Long was in great shape and was prepared. At this moment, he directly fought with fewer opponents, and he really had the style of a master. He made up his mind to give full play to the absolute advantage of his internal strength and attacked Han Song and the other two at the same time with the third level of the Sword Realm of the Broken Step Sword, hoping to suck them to the sword edge together. When that was the case, Han Song and the other two realized that Sima Long was indeed the same as the lord said, "Experience is snowing." Last month, he could defeat his Jade Dragon Sword Technique with eight moves last month. Song Heng had tried five moves without any success: "He really made rapid progress, and when he encountered strong ones, he would be strong..."

"You can't keep such a person..." Han Zeye thought to himself that Song Heng had difficulty, and used Han Feng whip to make a transition move, but he still failed. Song Heng failed again after fighting the seventh move. He was covered in scars, his eyes suddenly dimmed, and his face was much less stubborn...

"Is this giving up?" Han Zeye seamlessly connected to his position with a hint of sarcasm. The eighth move quickly took advantage of his strength. Song Heng's eyes lit up and he clearly saw the fighter plane. He shouldn't give up. The eighth move is still useful!

Thinking that Han Zeye had a toxin attack, this move was only 50% of the time. Although Song Heng also killed the blood man, he did not hesitate to deliver his strength to his whip because he was unable to miss the opportunity. The sword whip traveled together. He actually saw the spread of the battlefield, felt the war drums staggered, and the gods exchanged each other's first half of their lives. In an instant, it was all over the sky and the earth, whether it was a jade dragon or a cold maple. Whether it was a roaring or falling, the colors were all like blood and fire...

Sima Long did not expect that he would be destroyed in this unexpected last move. Seeing that Han Zeye and Song Heng had been sucked into his sword energy, it was only a slight difference, but he was himself who could not hide... The two boys had the same determination as Tian Ruoning a few years ago. He would rather die than destroy him first!

Of course it is the same, they are all the rebels of the Dark Knife!

In a moment, the smile of victory moved from his face to Han Zeye's lips and Song Heng's eyebrows. No, no, I, Sima Long, cannot die, and I have to avenge my elder brother! I can't die here! He roared mournfully, and the soldiers will win, and fight to the death. Although Han and Song suddenly rushed away by him, they both turned back with a sense of death. No matter how the internal organs were hurt by his internal force, they would die without any mercy and block him. The tacit understanding was so great that one covered his eyes with a whip and the other cut his neck with a sword...

Where did you die? Isn’t it you said!

It is the winner's saying!

The wind and clouds were surging, the mountains collapsed and the earth cracked. The blood belonging to Sima Long burst out from his broken body. Han and Song felt that they had revenged the most tragic hatred and shame since the battle in Shandong. At this moment, they laughed in unison and completely despised the other three, and even didn't know when and how they escaped.

Both of them stood upright with the Han Feng whip that almost interrupted and the Jade Dragon Sword that had been rolled up with blades for a long time. It seemed that they could fight for another 300 rounds, so they scared the three away? However, it has to be said that killing Sima Long was too difficult. Their combat power and their weapons were also emptied. After a moment, the laughter gradually stopped and the two fell to the ground together.

One was exhausted, the other was as angrily as a slept, but he was still quite sane. He waited for a long time but didn't see anyone coming. I don't know how Shi Si Hao Ding fought, and I don't know when Cao Xuan and Li Haoyi will reinforce Fu Qiang City...

"Why, no one has come yet, will it be defeated..." Song Heng said intermittently, his lips turned purple and pale.

On a cold winter night, who can withstand the rain and snow when he was seriously injured? Han Zeye saw that Song Heng lost too much blood, and was unable to cure his injuries, but how could he let his life fade gradually? Thinking of Song Heng's strong vitality, he forced himself to endure the blood in his throat and said to him: "Song Heng, I have the first battle of following my lord from Qianxi, and I have such a belief in my heart: even if I get a disadvantage in any battle, as long as my lord is still there, I will not lose."

"Well... lord, I'll know from Kuizhou..." Song Heng smiled miserably, "He is a strange man who despises military tactics and goes against the trend on the spot... But he is on the Eastern Front after all."

"When you go back alive, you will definitely meet him again." Han Zeye saw that he was still drooping his eyelids and had no fighting spirit, and remembered how Tianjiao comforted him when he was seriously injured. "I heard from Tianjiao that the reason why he resisted the Jin Dynasty was to wash away his father's shame. The great cause of his predecessors had not been fulfilled, and the ambitions of the younger generation remained unchanged. I originally wanted to win the power of the weak, but later, the lord ignored the past and pointed at him with his sharp edge. I eliminated all the harmful things to him...Why are you, why are you resisting the Jin Dynasty?"

"I..." Song Heng suddenly choked up. At this moment, he didn't look like a boy, but like a child. "I, Songjiabao, Jiangxi Province, there is a stream at the entrance, which is very beautiful. There is always light smoke floating on the stream, just like a fairyland. After I left there, I always miss it. I thought, how great it would be if there was such a scene everywhere in the world."

Han Zeye thought about it and was more determined than me and closer to his lord.

"I know that the lord is the same as I thought. He should not be the only one who can bear all this. It's good to have a beautiful hair. The lord needs arms, just like a genius, a mistress..." Song Heng closed his eyes and smiled. He had such a good understanding, and he immediately had a desire to survive. Han Zeye's smile froze on the corner of his mouth. Song Heng and I felt distressed: "Yes, that's it, alive, Song Heng!" Before he finished speaking, his throat sweetened. I didn't know if it was a poisonous or an internal injury, but he was dizzy and vomited blood.

In a daze, I don’t know when Song Heng sat up, but seemed to have gathered his life to pick him up: “The lord’s arms have always been you, Zeye…”

Han Zeye trembled, but he didn't expect that he was so kind-hearted, and he only heard his true feelings say: "If we continue to waste this way, the enemy will wake up and kill you, and we will not be able to escape. Why don't you leave alive? Qinzhou can still maintain it until he comes back..."

Note: The chapter title comes from the ancient song "Not Worry"
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