It's dark and confusing, and nothing can be seen. The critical moment is delayed and soon--

A long sword suddenly came from Xielu, which supported Yin'er from Mandala's desperate attack, so that she could finally change her hand in time to block Wanyan Jiangshan's fatal knife for Lin Qian.

"Thank you!" Yin'er knew that because that man's Qingcheng swordsmanship was in the same vein as the one she had used just now, he was able to take over her unfinished sword perfectly.

"Senior sister, I will never fail to rescue my elder brother again..." The person who came was none other than Sun Jixiao. Yin'er suddenly glanced at him. Although the boy was sweating from the exertion, he gave her a friendly smile. That smile was so familiar.

, similar to Han Shu, he is Han Shu's continuation on the battlefield - yes, Han Shu said that he will protect Lin Qian on the battlefield!

"My sword skills have improved, and my temper has improved." She also smiled. Although she was moved and inspired, she was not in the mood to continue making jokes.

Wanyan Jiangshan's sneak attack was repelled by her, but what about Lin Mo's sword? How did Lin Qian perform in the previous moment? His performance was not only related to Qinzhou's gains and losses, but also enough to radiate to Longnan, Sanguan, Dingxi, and Jing

Ning and other places. Recently, all the five war zones have been at war, and the only one worthy of relaxation is probably the hinterland of Sichuan and Sichuan.

So what is the ending of Shicai? Lin Qian or Lin Mo, who wins? Who... dies?

Looking back, although soldiers and generals were still flowing in all directions, only the section of road where Lin Qian and Lin Mo were located seemed to be isolated in an alien space frozen in time. Compared with the gray and black surroundings,

The atmosphere in that place was always white-hot, and the light was so bright that she felt dazzled.

I don’t know how long it took, but Yin’er was finally relieved to find that Lin Mo did not die tragically, and Lin Qian was still awake... But Lin Qian’s long knife was pointed directly at Lin Mo without moving, and the two brothers fell into the trap at the same time as if they were looking in the mirror.

Crazy?

The movement seemed like a transfer of power through an object, but in fact, with the disparity in internal strength, Lin Mo's life was basically in the palm of Lin Qian's hands!

"Thousands of miles back, old friends will never be forgotten..." Lin Qian recited word for word with empty eyes, and Lin Mo's expression also changed slightly, as if he had touched his heart.

After a while, although Lin Qian's tone was still sad, his eyes became brighter and brighter. He was vaguely made more awake by the slightly cold wind and sand: "No, no, Xin Jiaxuan's words will never be forgotten in my heart."

…”

Lin Mo couldn't understand the madman's words immediately, but Yin'er was surprised and happy. It turned out that the life and death situation just now was at stake, and the two brothers' souls were touched. He finally completed the attack on himself in the flash of lightning.

All the torture?! He decisively found the most suitable way to deal with it for Lin Mo and himself——

That is not to turn, not to give up... not to forgive! His attitude was simultaneously reflected in his calm sword skills and firm words at this moment.

"Yin'er, I always said that I want you to accompany me to the end..." Lin Qian smiled, the Drinking Hate Knife was cold and clear, without any evil aura but invincible, intending to capture Lin Mo, "But... I don't even want to go to the end.

Who will stay with me until the end?"

"That's right..." Yin'er was so relieved that she almost cried with joy after hearing such a clear insight, "Get him!"

If Lin Qian could awaken at this juncture and Lin Mo be captured, then all hope of the Jin Kingdom's struggle to hold on would be extinguished. It doesn't matter whether the four states in Longnan can be recovered as soon as possible, or whether the Great Sanguan can be impregnable, the Song Dynasty

The army started directly from Qinzhou to wipe out Liuhe and Bahuang!

But it's a pity that when an accident comes, it always makes people's tongue almost blink——

As soon as Yin'er finished speaking, Lin Qian and Lin Mo both fell off their horses unexpectedly!!

Probably...the self-destructive force attack half a moment ago started to take effect here inexplicably?

Lin Qian was not the only one who lost his chain. Yin'er was protecting the calf and was about to pick up the sword. Suddenly, his eyes went dark and his arm went numb. Only then did he realize that in order to control Lin Qian from falling into the devil, he had hit the Xiyin Sword too urgently.

…

"Save the consort!" Mandala shouted quickly, with quick eyes and hands. Guo Toad and others immediately stepped up and used arrows to cover Wanyan Jiangshan, Mo Ni Jinzhong and others who desperately came forward to rescue their spiritual support.

"Ma Niu Jinzhong..." Yin'er vaguely remembered that Mo Niu Jinzhong's troops seemed not to be here before. They should have just heard the news and came to help. How come they came from the Jingning war zone so fast? Yin'er thought,

In my mind, I set the timeline to the basin outside the handsome tent.

Beside the fish, it suddenly dawned on her. How could King Cao, who knew all his plans, not place a controller close to Qian Yin? That ample time was enough for her to impress Lin Qian, and of course it also gave Jin Spy the opportunity to convey the message.

Give King Cao first-hand information about Qian Yin's reinforcements to Qinzhou.

That should be one of Qingluan's subordinates. Although the Allies were cautious enough, they were still unable to guard against it.

Therefore, even if Shengnan and she were not in trouble, the reinforcements of Mo Niu Jinzhong would be able to shake up the battle unexpectedly... Yin'er couldn't help but sigh.

"The princess and the princess are victorious, now it's up to us to beat these so-called reinforcements together into defeated troops!" Seeing that both Qian Yin and Qian Yin were exhausted, Sun Jixiao immediately commanded the Nine Banners of Qilian Mountain to charge into battle.

"You are not ashamed of your words..." Wanyan Jiangshan drew his sword and advanced again, and soon he and Sun Jixiao were fighting together. However, his original advantage was forever lost due to Lin Qian's relationship.

In fierce battles, days are like years with lightning and flint. From generals to soldiers, they are inseparable.

The new wind is biting and blowing wildly across the sky, the wind and sand are billowing, and the misty rain is in the desert——

Is it the bloody ups and downs in the wind, flowers, snow and moon, is it the smoke and mist dispersed in the gold and iron horses?

Thousands of mountains and rivers, endless conquests...

He woke up one day later, in a thicket of pines and bamboos in Longshan Mountain,

This solitary peak is known as the "crown of vermilion trees in the Qin Dynasty", with green pines like the sea and white clouds like formations. Looking to the west, it seems that Kunlun is small, and looking to the east, it seems that Huayue is too low.

He knew where this was as soon as he looked around, but he had no time to care about the magnificent distant scenery and nearby objects. Instead, he first asked the woman who accompanied him all the time, whether our army had been defeated from Qinzhou, and only we were left to recover from our injuries.

Still staying here?

"Yes. Mr. Duan said that it may not be a good thing for the Song army to expel all our troops." Fufeng nodded and helped him sit up.

Our army... Hearing Fufeng speak so naturally, he was inevitably startled, but in fact, he, Lin Mo, said these two words very naturally. It seemed that there was nothing surprising or sad.

"After all, we couldn't stop him from being a walking dead." After receiving the affirmation, he inevitably regretted, "He...should have woken up too."

He didn't want Lin Qian to wake up. Unlike King Cao, who didn't want Lin Qian to become a demon at all; War Wolf hoped that Lin Qian would become manic and become a demon, ruining his reputation so that the Jin Army could be defeated once and for all; he, Lin Mo, also hoped that Lin Qian would stay in a passive and obsessed state forever.

That kind of agony is what sinners deserve through the ages——

Lin Qian once swore that he was "willing to have absolute mutual trust with everyone in the world." However, from him to Feng Xiaoyin, he repeatedly gave up on peaceful evolution with the Cao Palace. Since the Jin and Song Dynasties are integrated, who cares who should be integrated with whom? It can be said but cannot be done.

Just like they would destroy family ties for the sake of justice, the two of them are equally high-sounding.

Forget it, let me do what I say for them. From now on, I will not care about home and country, but only talk about the world.

After the injury healed, he drifted with the current in a small boat, seeing thousands of rocks and gorges, and filled with smoke, which made Lin Mo unconsciously think of the weather in the south of the Yangtze River: "Wandering around the five lakes at sunset, the smoke and waves are everywhere sad, and the ups and downs of the ages, who can ask the eastward flow..."

"

Only then, when he looked at his reflection in the water, did he suddenly feel a little confused about the choice he had made.

As the sun set, Lin Qian finally woke up in the Chinese army's tent. He quickly asked the people around him, "Have I made a mistake again? How is Qinzhou?"

"..." Yin'er was sitting next to his couch and was extremely relaxed. She was about to cross her legs and swing. She suddenly stopped and turned to look at him, nervous: This kind of person who always feels that he has made a mistake... is the green-faced beast.

Or Lin Qian?

"Lord, the current situation is both gratifying and hateful." Sun Jixiao happened to come to report the battle situation to Yin'er and answered him first with a smile.

Fortunately, the Song army won a great victory and the Jin army was completely wiped out in the Qinzhou theater. The efforts in this battle were not in vain.

What's deplorable is that he could have won even bigger and more thoroughly. In the past, Lin Qian would not be like this, but now he is full of incredible things - he is full of changes in battle, giving people more surprises than joy.

That's right, Lin Qian's Yinhen Sword was much more uncontrollable than before. The Yin'er Xiyin Sword was consumed too much in this battle, and after the war, her arms felt a little overwhelmed. Next, how should Lin Qian dispatch her?

She went to Tianjiao to discuss it. She thought about it: the number of times should not be too many, because I can't stand too many times; but it should not be too few, as it can't dampen his enthusiasm that he finally found...

"Yin'er?" Seeing that she remained silent and didn't answer, he came to hold her arm with concern, "Are you hurt?"

"No." Seeing that he cared about her, she was flattered and her eyes turned red, "Shengnan, you are really back..."

"Well, it's fine. Ji Xiao, what are the casualties of our army?" He felt relieved and asked Sun Jixiao again.

"More than a hundred casualties were caused by Wanyan Jiangshan's sword skills." Sun Jixiao suddenly suppressed his smile and sighed.

Even though it was not the most critical time for the Song Army, it was still inevitable that many soldiers would be killed or injured. Lin Qian, if there is a next time, can you still hesitate?

Lin Qian subconsciously stretched out his palms full of scars and calluses to look at them. This battle clearly proved that he would not kill innocent people indiscriminately. On the contrary, he could not die or retreat, so he could only fight to end the war!
Chapter completed!