MTL - Lord Seventh-Chapter 76 The final battle [End of text]

Chapter 76 The End of the Final Battle ...

In the early hours of the morning, the final showdown came-

Geshe Ulmu has come this far. If you return, how can you explain it to the people? How to explain to himself? He just didn't expect that the Daqing people could get the white wolf, or ... some people learned so much, pointing directly at the place where their people were most taboo.

Despicable, but it really made him succeed.

Before Gesi siege, he gave an order, set aside a team of the most elite cavalry, and touched along the Moon Moon River, he must find this troublemaker.

Mud covered the flesh and blood, God cried.

The sword came head-to-head, Jing'an lay down on the horse's back, and firmly held the blade of the machete with a steel gun. The saber at the waist had already fallen. Naturally, her arms were not as strong as men's, and the other side was pressed down by the force of the split. The blood on the saber was washed down by the rain and flowed to her chin. She bit her teeth quietly, a pair of hers on the sword. The hands trembled pale and blue.

Suddenly, a person fell from the sky, carrying her sabre, who did not know where to drop it, and the horizontal knife cut the saber holder's waist. The pressure above was relieved, Jingan breathed a sigh of relief, tilted the gun, and took it off. The saber with his hand smashed up, just hitting a Wagge's head, and the doctor with a watermelon-like head split open, and sent him to Xitian.

Jing'an spit a **** rudeness, and the princess style carefully educated / taught by Shen Gongji for so many years was lost within a few days. He looked up and nodded at the thick-eyed young man who had saved his life.

Liang Jiuxiao laughed loudly: "Hi lord, let's all watch you act, even if we are desperate, we must take care of ourselves."

Jing'an doesn't speak very loudly. Even in all kinds of military forces, she always keeps the inherent soft voice low, and it doesn't matter whether other people can hear or not. Authentic: "The emperor has a command, the lord is dead, the vice general is on top, the lieutenant is also dead, and the army, and the captain, the most unfortunate, and the centurion ... it would be better if there was only one person left. , Make your own decision, kill one without loss, kill two to earn ... one. "

She paused twice in one sentence, and the spear was alive. Even the horses and horses that had rushed over the two Wage Tatars who had rushed through had broken their stomachs and eyes without blinking. Liang Jiuxiao laughed and said, "If the enemy is outside the city, His Royal Highness will return to the palace, but who would dare to marry you?"

Jing'an smiled softly, and the two walked side by side, which had a rather improper meaning: "If I die here, you go back to Jing Beiyuan's little white face and say that the palace still doesn't look down on him. "

Liang Jiuxiao gave a subtle pause and said with a smile: "You don't know him, Lord Wang is not a small white face ... Your Highness, if I die here, and I bother you to bring a message to my brother, say-just say Jiuxiao's life It's worth it. "

Jing An glanced at him very quickly, a little puzzled.

Liang Jiuxiao continued: "I dreamed about the peach blossoms of Manshan that day, and my brother said that taking me along the rivers and lakes, I felt satisfied when I was dead, although it was just a dream ... and if I die here, I will It's fair to be Lord Jiang. I'm not afraid to see Xiaoxue when I go to Huang Quan. "

"Brother?" Jing'an frowned slightly, pulling the steel gun from the dead forcefully, shaking the blood on it, quite a bit unpleasantly, "Even if you die, you are crooked. Although you are not white, you are essentially A little white face. "

Liang Jiuxiao laughed silently.

Helianji worried about Jing Qi for a whole night, and then finally relieved after the war began. He was relieved, not because he confirmed that Jing Qi was safe, but that he himself was in danger like any other.

He wiped the rain and mud on his face, Zhou Zishu was on his side, holding a very thin and soft sword in his hand, and swept away Liu Yan, three feet away from her, which was still the same For the first time, Zhou Zishu showed his weapon in front of people. I never imagined that such a frightening and undulating person would have such a clear sword.

Hellendar suddenly asked, "Zishu, are you still worried about your younger brother?"

Zhou Zishu said: "If you get out of the way, no one will worry about it. If you deserve it, it's good to die together."

He Lianchi was silent for a moment, and shook his head: "Dead? I'm dead, but Beijing can't die, Daqing can't die." He raised the volume in vain, "The left and right wings slanted into the enemy army, and the army dispersed! The archer prepared After the stone rolling machine was behind, when the barbarians came in deeply, they called them into meat mud! "

Zhou Zishu frowned: "The Chinese army is spreading out, for your safety, please retreat to the city ..."

Hellenchi interrupted him: "I said that the gates would be closed at the beginning of the war, and no armored person could withdraw."

Zhou Zishu said: "But ..."

Hellenchi chuckled: "If you are not, why would you entice the enemy to go deeper?"

When he was young, the military methods of talking on the paper told him to practice it at such an inappropriate time. Maybe he was born a commander in general, or maybe he had to endure it for too long, and he needed such an opportunity to vent.

Zhou Zishu frowned openly: "It is a great honor for that subordinate, there is such an opportunity to be loyal to the country on the side of you."

The rain didn't know when it stopped, only one or two thunderous thunders were left, the sky was already bright, and it was still cloudy, without the sun. In the late autumn and cold weather, the fierce battle has been half a full night, and will continue to fight, like endlessly ... It is like unwilling to not kill the other person.

When the arrow shot out, he went up to the rolling stone and swallowed Wagyu's elite for 20,000 to 30,000 people. Herense yelled loudly. It was no longer His Royal Highness, who was cautious and cautious in the court: "Let the barbarian go back!"

I do n’t know where the companion came from, the bodies were stacked, and the room for command was getting smaller and smaller. Outside the entire city, it became a melee and slaughtering Shura field.

Suddenly, there was an uproar in the distance. The smile on Helien's face paused, and he wiped the rain on his forehead, squinting his eyes, as if something had appeared behind the Wag Tatars. The entire Wag Tatar cavalry regiment suddenly Confused himself, Helianchi paused for a moment, and some wooden brain quickly woke up.

A skylight crossed thousands of horses and rushed down to Helian's horse: "Your Majesty ... Your Majesty, reinforcements!"

For a moment, Helianchi failed to respond: "What did you say?"

"Your Majesty, it is the Southern Frontier Defense Forces. I heard that there are men and horses brought by the Southern Xinjiang Witch in person, and they have covered the back road of the Wag Barbarian!"

At that moment, Helianchi knew that the plight of the capital was solved--

But he didn't feel ecstatic, but he was still unbelievable. He always felt that something was not true. He had the idea of ​​dying, but was suddenly told that he didn't need to die, and he couldn't believe this luck. . The corner of his mouth was raised uprightly, and he muttered to himself: "I didn't expect them to come so fast."

Fighting for a long time, and both sides have been exhausted, the arrival of reinforcements has become a heart-strengthening agent of the Daqing garrison, Wagge finally could not control the decline.

Looking at the familiar and unfamiliar man on the black war horse, Helianchi felt that he no longer knew the man.

Wu Xi and him crossed the road, and Helian blurted out: "The upper reaches of the Moon River."

Wuxi immediately knew, and rushed away without looking back.

A stab wound on Jing Qi ’s chest crossed his shoulder. He could barely see the ribs, the flesh turned up, and the dark clothes were tattered on the body covered with blood. He seemed to feel no pain and leaned on After a dead tree, the bow and arrow in his hand were full, as if there were only the cautious target in the forest in his eyes.

He slowly adjusted the tip of the arrow and suddenly let go. The arrow shot out from a very angle, and the man flew forward silently. The Wag Wa people immediately shouted in a language they did not understand. Jing Qi knew that he was going to change his hiding place, and waved around.

Several equally embarrassing shadows followed him withdrawing meticulously, leaving only two or three people left in the skylight. One was better than the other, but still trained.

Jingqi didn't know how much blood he had bleed. The wound was washed away by rain and it was difficult to scab. As soon as he moved, there was blood flowing out again. He just felt that his blood was almost drained. His lips were blue and his eyes were getting more and more Dull, gritted his teeth, and whispered, "Withdraw, change places."

In this small dense forest, in this another killing, it was crueler, but also more silent. The goal of both sides was to kill all the other people. Skylights are experts in assassinations, but the Wagger Cavalry, who fights nature all the year round on the grassland, is more keen and has more people.

At this place, everyone had more than a dozen lives on their hands, and they knew that if they wanted to live, they had to continue.

Jing Qi shook for a moment, suddenly there was a feeling-that was not unique to others, the coldness unique to those who were about to run out of light, and a skylight reached out to help him: "Master."

Jing Qi leaned on his arm, and for a long time, he found the point of strength of his body, pushed his hand away, and stood still. He straightened his eyes and looked carefully for a while before he could see the person in front of him clearly. Biting his lips, but the pain was already numb, which could no longer stimulate his nerves.

Holding his skylight, he said, "Master, do n’t support it. You ca n’t move if you ca n’t move. Brothers ca n’t move. We have enough money to fight with them here!” — He ’s only left. The next arm.

Jing Qi closed her eyes and smiled suddenly: "Yeah ... you're right, we have enough books."

What terrible is death? At that time, he "dead" for 300 years, treating Naihe Bridge as his own courtyard, so he laughed: "At the Naihe Bridge, I will show you what Sansheng Stone looks like. I and Meng Po nodded and said Maybe she can give me face, and ask you to warm up with a drink ... "

The skylights thought he was joking, but they all laughed.

The screams and hooves of the Wages were approaching, and Jingqi pulled out the last arrow and wound it. He shook his hand so hard that the arrow almost slipped from his hand. Jing Qi thought that there was nothing terrible about death, but in this life, he would never see the little poison again ... but what can he give back?

He seems to linger in the flowers, without heart or lungs, but he is not very used to expressing his mood. When he liked Hellendar, he did countless things for him silently, carrying a lot of black pots for him, but his face was still not salty, but it was like Hellenhead was more in the maintenance of this period relationship. The most, the most, but I still put you in my heart when I was alive. After I died, I was waiting for you by the Naihe Bridge.

Or Wuxi felt that if he was leaving, but if he was leaving, why would he never go to the fireworks place because of his word, and if he was leaving, how could he make up his mind to send him out of the city? , At the expense of the female and the future relationship with that person, calculate a little room for turning around?

But this room seemed too redundant ... Jing Qi laughed bitterly in his heart, knowing that he would have asked him hard and hard that day, so that he would not be alone on Huangquan Road and then regret it.

The footsteps of Wages are getting closer and closer, Jing Qi thought, anyway, he has been a frequent visitor to the bridge anyway, this time, do you have to wait for another person? Not more than six or seventy years ...

He raised his hand, his eyes were clear, and the last arrow was released. The first Wagger was caught off guard and fell off his horse. The war horse still ran on, and he didn't even have the strength to go aside open.

There seemed to be a hustle and bustle in his ears, but when he heard it, the sound seemed far away, and even the shouts next to the skylight were too blurry to hear. The long bow fell to the ground, and Jing Qi even showed a smile on his face—

Between the flashes of fire, a hand stretched over and actually chopped him up. When he strayed off, he slashed off with a knife. The rushing war horse continued to run forward a few steps, his head fluttered to the side, and he fell to the ground. Jing Qi thought he had hallucinations, but the temperature of his palms shaking and holding him was so real.

Jing Qi squeezed an arm against Wuxi's chest, lifted his finger hard, just touched his chin, smiled, his lips moved slightly, and no sound was heard, but he felt like he said, "It's you what……"

Then the vision completely darkened, disturbing the world, and gradually left him--

The final defense battle was completely ended because of the arrival of the South Xinjiang reinforcements. The Wage Tatars finally broke up. Geshe Ulm was shot in the chest by the streamer. I do n’t know if it was dead or alive. However, for most people, it has already been It doesn't matter. How to negotiate and make a treaty afterwards is something the city officials and the emperor have to figure out little by little. Others are busy dealing with corpses, dealing with injuries to living people, and then in a numb In joy, my mind was empty.

Zhou Zishu could n’t care for his wolf howling and injuries. He asked for a horse and went straight to Chongwen Gate. His heart beat faster and faster, and he almost rushed into Princess Jing'an's account. Fortunately, in the end, he stopped his steps and reluctantly pressed His Majesty's mind, and said outside the account: "His Royal Highness Princess, Zhou Zishu ..."

Before the words were finished, a nice girl's voice came out softly and softly: "Come in."

Zhou Zishu hesitated for a moment and walked in. Princess Jing'an Feng Xiaoshu had taken off her armor. Although her clothes were neat, she could see the bandages on her neckline, her face was a little pale, her hair was scattered, and a few girls like the palace girl were Wipe it little by little with a kerchief. Showing her true colors, she is just a gentle and beautiful young girl.

Jing'an looked up at him and asked, "Are you looking for that little brother named Liang Jiuxiao? Are you his brother?"

Zhou Zishu said busyly: "Yes, please tell His Highness ..."

Jing'an interrupted him: "You don't have to look for it. He asked me to bring you a word. He said that he dreamed of the peach blossoms of Manshan in Wangfu that day, and you said that you would take him to the rivers and lakes. Satisfied. Now that he is dead on the battlefield, he is worthy of Lord Jiang. He also feels that Huang Quan will not face his face to see Xiaoxue, it is worth it. "

Zhou Zishu looked at her silently, and then looked at the man quietly—the human skin mask on his face was soaked by rain in some places, and looked horrible and ridiculous. She knew that face was Fake, just looking into his eyes-he felt that he had actually died once.

Although Jing'an's face was faint, she couldn't help lowering her eyes and didn't want to look at him anymore.

"I dreamed about the peach blossoms of Manshan that day, and my brother said that taking me along the rivers and lakes, I felt satisfied when I was dead, although it was just a dream ... and if I die here, I can be considered worthy of Master Jiang. , I'm not afraid to see Xiaoxue when Huang Quan is gone. "

Jiuxiao ... Liang Jiuxiao ...

Helianji was forcibly advised to return to the palace, and surrounded by a group of super doctors. He was irritated by bandages, but he was still restless. In the end, he was annoyed, and drove everyone out, leaving only one sentence. Someone from the southern Xinjiang witch came and immediately returned in return.

From the afternoon to the night, no one waited. This time, Helianchi refused to let Kui persuade him to go to sleep, and stayed for a whole night, until the dawn of the day, the talent was completely unable to support, crooked on the collapse for a while, half a dream was all chaotic, I do n’t know Awoken by something, my heart trembled.

I saw that Kwai came in three steps and two steps: "Emperor, the witch is back!"

"Hurry up!"

When Helian got up when Wuxi came in, he couldn't help but stand up and stared straight at him. Wuxi paused, without a word, slowly put his hand into his arms, and Helian's eyes fell on his For a while, he stopped breathing.

Wuxi took out a small piece of **** cloth from his arms and put it in front of Helianchi.

It took Helian a full sip of incense for a while before the soul floated back, slowly reaching out to pick up the cloth and holding it in his palm, mutely said, "What about others?"

Wuxi Muran shook his head.

"Well ... you have to see someone alive, you have to see a dead body! Come, come!"

Wuxi felt that he had nothing more to say to him, and in the chaos of the Taiyi doctors turned around and went out.

Another three months later, the negotiations between Nanjiang and Daqing ended, and Nanjiang officially broke away from the status of a Daqing state. Wuxi took the samurai and left the capital.

The carriage was newly set up in Beijing, and the interior is extremely gorgeous. There are cushions on the four walls, and the space is large. There is a small table in it.

There were two people in the car.

With a book in his hand, Wuxi was very silent. If he did n’t turn a page occasionally, it would look like a statue. The other person's face was not very good. Most of the time, he could only lie down. When I got up, I felt very bored, scratching up and down, still boring, so I tried to make Wuxi talk.

"Where did you find a corpse and tricked the emperor into believing it was mine?"

Wuxi didn't lift her eyelids, just when the sentence was air.

Once again, I failed to find words-Jing Qi was a bit frustrated, and I knew that this little poison was vengeful, but I didn't want him to avenge it like that. For three months, a full three months, he healed himself, took care of his daily living, but never told him Said a word.

He wanted to get up, and this movement touched the wound, causing a pain in the corner of his mouth, which was nothing at all. Suddenly, when his eyes turned, he covered his chest exaggeratedly, his shoulders bowed down, and looked very painful.

Wuxi really gave a reaction this time. He let go of his hand, checked the place where he was wound, and found that nothing was happening, so he went back to sit still. Jing Qi busy eyes grabbed his wrist quickly: "I Speaking of small poisons, you still have no end? Tell me how to make you suffocate, you have to draw a way. "

Wuxi patiently opened his fingers little by little, didn't look at him, and sat back in silence.

Misfortune-defeat.

Jingqi lay back with a "thump", and Wu rolled his eyes, thinking about a new scheme.

Wuxi was picking at the corner of his mouth where he couldn't see—it was only three months. What's the matter?

Lord Wang, you owe money to pay off your debts, but you can say that you have a lifetime.

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The author has something to say: I ’m going to go, it ’s too dreamy ... This article started fishing in June, and officially started writing in July. I actually finished it in September ... mosquito-repellent eyes, and the hands waved ... … Tomorrow will be another day and I will take a vacation on October 1st! !! !!

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