Depressed speech

The world knows autumn, and it is almost winter in the battlefield.The dry and restless wind breaks the white grass, and there are not even half a goose in the desolate place.The evening mist glowed purple-orange, covering the faint glow of the sun.I don't know whether the sword is splashed with blood and stained the sky, or the legendary heaven is also indulged in endless killing just like the human world.

Zhan Yin was alone staring at the setting sun in a daze, with eyes of different colors on one side of the sky and the other on the other side of the sea. The setting sun reflected the water and the sky, just like the beautiful and warlike Asura girl in the talk of the monk.

"Ah Zhan, what are you looking at?" Someone patted Zhan Yin's left shoulder afterwards.Ah Zhan, such an intimate title, probably only a familiar person like Gong Yu can call him.Gong Yu, Zhan Yin knew her very well for some reason.Sometimes Zhan Yin thought that it was probably because Gong Yu was born so much like Luo Tianyi, from eyebrows to body shape, it was like a craftsman had carved a mold for Luo Tianyi and put it inside to print it out.When Zhan Yin first arrived, he thought of her as Luo Tianyi.However, when it comes down to it, compared to Luo Tianyi, Gong Yu is always less elegant and luxurious, and more warrior-like.

"I'm just thinking, when night falls, it's time to launch a surprise attack." As he spoke, Zhan Yin frowned unconsciously, and he didn't know what to say to that guy, would he be caught off guard?She didn't want to... that's all.

"Oh, Ah Zhan was originally scouting the terrain." Gong Yu nodded seriously, and glanced at Zhan Yin's expression.She is too familiar with that kind of unfocused gaze, she knows that there is a person at the end of that gaze, and Gong Yu has also experienced that feeling, as long as he calms down, someone's figure will float in his heart, before the horizon.Therefore, Gong Yu, who has always been outspoken, would not point it out.

Zhan Yin lowered his eyes, turned around in silence, and didn't intend to pay any attention to Gong Yu's intentions.

Gong Yu stood behind Zhan Yin, watched her return to the tent, and then followed Zhan Yin's gaze just now, and cast his gaze into the distance.The thin lips were raised in an unnoticeable way by others, that person of Ah Zhan might not be able to speak.

The setting sun was sinking into the sand dunes in the distance. It was time to prepare. Gong Yu wanted to imitate the sound of war and turn around silently, but he sighed after all. When will this battle end?If the success is not successful this time, and if it continues for a long time like before, or if there is nowhere to report her death, someone in her should be heartbroken.

Suddenly the wind blew up, and the place with clear and shallow footprints was buried, and only a lone goose was left flying in the dark purple sky.

Enemy lights can be seen from a distance.

"Stop," the voice of the battle suddenly stopped as it got closer to the enemy camp, and he called out, "Follow me to attract the attention of the Xiyan army, Gong Yu, lead the rest of the hundred people to find a place to store food and grass."

What?When Gong Yu heard that his name was suddenly mentioned, he gave Zhan Yin an extremely weird look, "It's agreed..." She led the soldiers in different costumes to call the formation in front of the Xiyan camp.

However, Zhan Yin stared back at Gong Yu's words.

Speaking of cross-dressing is a helpless move.Long Ya was too cautious in using troops, and he only sent 200 people to Zhanyin, because he knew that a surprise attack was a dangerous move, and the fewer people he sent, the lower the loss, but he forgot to count, such a failure More likely.Zhan Yin is not a well-behaved and obedient person who will die. Facing a million enemy troops, what Long Ya said would not work.If you want to succeed, you have to be wise, so you have to order hundreds of people to wear the clothes of the Chu warriors in advance.

Fortunately, God helped Zhanyin, there was a lot of dust in the border area, and the wind raised the sand, covering the whereabouts of the team.This made Zhan Yin and his party quietly appear in front of the Xiyan camp, helping Gong Yu and his party sneak into the enemy camp safely.

The cross-dresser who followed Zhan Yin smeared horse blood on his body, and the smell of wind and sand was stronger and choking than the oldest wine.It seemed that he really carried the boundless resentment of the warriors of Chaochu.

Zhan Yin was dressed in black and armored, with a black hood covering his face, with the double blades behind his back still covered by the cloak, and standing in the front with only the eight-foot Mo knife in one hand.

"We, the scholars of the Chu Dynasty, were framed by the old thief of Xiyan, and died in the dawn of the eighth year of treachery. Today, we are reborn and wiped out the enemies to comfort the souls of the dead." Strange syllables echoed between heaven and earth.The soldiers following Zhanyin couldn't understand Chaochu language, so they didn't know what she was talking about, and could only faintly feel that her words were quite angry.And Xiyan borders Chaochu, and the soldiers of Xiyan can clearly hear the words of war.Deceitful and conspiratorial, it was the reign title set by Zhan Yin himself, but it only lasted for eight years, and there was no court for Chu in nine years.

Even the common people in Xiyan have heard of the coveting of the king of Xiyan waiting for the court of Chu, let alone the army.Some believers in gods and ghosts panicked because of this, and even those who were skeptical lined up in front of the camp in armored soldiers, but they dared not move rashly.Soon, some people surrounded a man with purple hair and silver hair and walked in front of the soldiers.That man was much taller than Zhan Yin, his bronzed face was sharp and angular under the firelight, and his eagle eyes shining in the shadows were full of arrogance.

Zhan Yin raised his hand, and the soldier with a feather crown behind him stepped forward and spoke, using the Chao Chu dialect that Zhan Yin taught him, "I haven't seen you for a few years, but General Shenwei still remembers us."

Shenwei was stunned for a moment, glanced around, and then immediately showed anger on his face, "Luo Shi's lackey, don't play tricks on this general here."

When the speaking soldier heard this, he immediately sweated coldly from his back, thinking how he got through so quickly.But Zhan Yin became more and more calm, shouted back at the soldiers, raised her head and let out a long cry to the sky, and the soldiers behind her also made a long cry, and within a moment, several eagles flew in the night sky.The skill of controlling birds originated from Chaochu, and only warriors from Chaochu were eligible to learn it.

The eagle circled around the soldiers of Xiyan, Shenwei took a step back unconsciously, his verbal temptation just now was obviously ineffective, and even made him believe that this group of people was abandoned by him when he evacuated back then to show his favor to the Luo army. son.

"You guys... don't play tricks anymore, no... otherwise I will show no mercy." This sentence, the voice of the dignified seven-foot man trembled a little.To cover up his panic, Shenwei turned around and slapped the pawn beside him, "What are you looking at, why don't you hurry up and ask the Seventh Highness to come down."

Seventh Highness please come down?This Xiyan, really, is gone.Zhan Yin looked at the loose sand in front of him and felt it was funny.Turning his head, he saw the gradually smaller wind and sand, most of the Xiyan soldiers' attention was attracted by his side, Gong Yu and the others were coming soon.

Can't fall short, Zhan Yin thought, squatted down and pulled out the dagger from the side of his boot and threw it towards the opposite side. Shenwei dodged, but the dagger was nailed to the vest of the pawn who was ordered to find Yanhe.

Shenwei looked at Zhanyin with disbelief in his eyes, but he still didn't dare to act rashly.

There was silence all around.

Suddenly, the red light lit up in the depths of the enemy camp bit by bit bit by bit invaded the dark blue sky, like the sunset glow rekindled under the setting sun, and the burnt smell blew along with the wind.Zhan Yin knew that Gong Yu's side had succeeded.

"General Zhanyin." It was Gong Yu who led Zhanyin.

The soldiers of Xiyan looked back at the flames all over the sky, and their faces gradually became ferocious.

"Brothers, we have been deceived, kill them!" Shenwei spoke, and regardless of whether Yanhe would come, he first launched an offensive against Zhanyin. Seeing this, the Xiyan sergeant also raised his weapon.Although people like Xiyan are not very smart, but after all, they are tall and powerful, and they are very good at killing people.

Zhan Yin and others had to fight with their swords.

However, among all kinds of people, dead soldiers have always been the most terrifying, and the red-eyed Xiyan sergeant at this moment is a group of dead soldiers.Even though they have no food and grass, if they don't surrender, they will have to fend for themselves in the next few days, but they are still full of energy now, at least, the 200 people who rely on the sound of war cannot resist.

"Go back to Luoying." Zhan Yin gave an order to the remaining three or forty people including Gong Yu and his party, threw away the Mo Dao, and held the double blades to cover Gong Yu and lead them away.

Seeing that the last person walked away, Zhan Yin also quickly stepped forward to catch up.

But before he ran very far, Sergeant Xiyan had already caught up.At the very moment, Zhan Yin stretched out a hand from behind her, strangled her neck through her hair.The tip of the nose is surrounded by the strange fragrance of the Western Regions, and a cold long blade pierces into the chest cavity with the flesh that has not had the sound of war.

"You, Yan..." Zhan Yin couldn't help but knelt on the ground, turned her head, her eyes widened suddenly, and just about to call out the man's name, her lips were sealed with a kiss.The bright red on the face slipped and seeped into the cracks of the lips, the smell of blood was between the teeth, salty and bitter, somewhat like tears, but more choking than it.

"They're not far away, don't talk if you don't want to die." Yan He's voice fell into Zhan Yin's ears.

Needless to say, Zhan Yin had long since lost the strength to speak.

The sand blown up by the sudden wind quickly covered the two embracing figures.

Zhan Yin fell into a coma, and Yan He couldn't hold back his heavy eyelids.Next, let's see who is lucky enough to wake up first.

The author has something to say: Maybe it's not the right time, but I still want to take this opportunity to say, Lorra, no matter what, everyone will wait for you.