master and servant

In September, the war in the northwest can be described as changing rapidly.

The King of Jin led the army to beat the few single troops in Rouan, which made the troops on the front line feel uneasy. The Khans of various ministries argued endlessly over whether they should withdraw to rescue their compatriots. Into water and fire.

On the southwest front line, since Yang Suqian led the resistance, Rouran's army has suffered even more, and they have not gained anything for ten days in a row.

However, there is something in the dark that makes the two armies doomed not to confront each other this autumn.

On September [-]th, Rouran Khan was assassinated before Wanjun!When the flag of the Chinese army fell, Rouran's army was broken, and they all fled to the northwest.

"Hold me up!" The woman in red is holding a person, riding on a black steed, and pulling another white horse with loads with a rope behind her, and galloping wildly, "So many people, how could you The boy took advantage of it, if you dare to die like this, see if my aunt will not peel off your skin!"

Ji Wuyou flicked the whip, hitting the horse's belly with bloodstains; the horse was in pain, and there was wind and thunder under its hooves.

Her face was covered with blood, black and brown in a messy mess, and only two tear stains came down, revealing the true whiteness of her face.

The person she was holding coughed, and replied in a low voice, "You are all laymen, assassination and plotting, how can you compare with me."

Ji Wuyou stared at him fiercely, but couldn't stop the tears from falling down.

There were 19 people in this group, most of them were teenagers from well-known and respectable families in Jianghu, and the only elder was Su Ran.

They sneaked into Rouran's central army, stabbed at Da Khan, and fought to the last moment with one enemy against one hundred, regardless of life or death.

Su Ran was hit by hundreds of arrows, and he hacked until the knife broke. He drew the arrows and stabbed the enemy.

He was finally able to wash away the shame brought by that half of Rouran's blood with his blood, and died with a smile on his face.

Hong Lie's white clothes turned into red robes, and his right thumb was broken, so he changed his left hand to use the sword.

He blocked a spear for Gu Zhi at the end, turned his head halfway, and said with a little childish pride, "Ah, I remember you, you are the kid who looks better than me."

Zen Master Rubei from Shaolin, with the glaring eyes of a vajra, with the seal of fearlessness in his hand, resigned suddenly, no one dared to go forward to find out whether he was alive or dead.

They rushed to the tent of the Chinese army, retreated sweating profusely, fell to the treasure platform, and hurriedly wanted to get on their horses to avoid this group of monster-like enemies.

Unexpectedly, a long whip flew out of the sky, wrapped around his ankle and dragged him back. The surrounding guards rushing forward to rescue him were isolated by a big yellow umbrella with sharp edges all over the edge. Like the mouth of a hungry ghost, it greedily tears the flesh of those who dare to get close.

Gu Zhi also saw a foreign man in a fancy dress clambering forward while desperately grasping the withered grass on the ground, without thinking about it, he slammed a sword with his hand.

Pass through.

Many years later, the legend of the most evil and powerful monster is still circulating among the survivors of Rouran, which can stop children from crying at night.

He was dressed in black, and with every step he took, he would brand the blood marks of burning will-o'-the-wisps on the ground. He just slaughtered and devoured the limbs of the bravest Rouran men, and walked step by step in front of their great Khan, gouging out His heart was crushed, the gluttonous food was exhausted, he turned and left, no one could stop him.

On that day, the sun was covered by dark clouds, the day was like night, the stars fell from the sky, and the gods wept loudly.

In fact, it was more difficult for them to leave than when they went, and only three of them got on the horse in the end.

Qing Xiaozhong hugged Ji Wuyou's waist from behind, urging her to hurry up; Gu Zhi rode alone, and had to run while resisting the stray arrows shot by the pursuer behind him.

They galloped for hundreds of miles like this, Gu Zhi still fell off his horse; the wound on his left shoulder was bone-deep, and the buttocks on his right abdomen were just randomly stuffed with a piece of cloth to stop the bleeding. After escaping, he relaxed, his mind was shaken, and he fainted past.

Ji Wuyou panicked and wanted to jump off the horse, but found that the fingers clasped around his waist were stiff and cold.

She turned around.

Qing Xiaozhong's silk umbrella had a big hole in it, a feathered arrow stuck in the back of her heart, and there were dozens of wounds she had blocked for her, all of which had been drained of blood.

Her smiling lips rested lightly on the hollow of her neck, and a wisp of dried blood was drawn between the corner of her mouth and her skin.

Ji Wuyou could only tie Qing Xiaozhong's body to the horse, hug the seriously injured Gu Zhihuan, and drive the two horses side by side to the Tianshan Mountains in the northwest, where they agreed with Yang Suxiu before they set off.

Behind them was the fleeing Rouran army, overwhelming the sky like the last crazy locusts in autumn.

King Jin cut Rouran's rebellious army in the south of Tianshan Mountain, with a number of 20, and buried [-] enemy bones.

At the end of autumn in the north, the green grass withered and withered, which was the same color as the yellow sand; after this battle, the white grass was completely red, and the bone hills became hills.

Jin Wang was also seriously injured in this battle, his heart was damaged, Yang Suxiu died in front of the battle, and closed his eyes in the direction of Tianshui.

The remnants of Rouran fled to the deeper northwest desert, and because of the heavy blow they received this time, they were devastated.

All the six border cities were taken back, and even the entire Tianshan Mountains were returned to the land of Dayan.

No matter what happens next, this battle is over after all.

When Gu Zhi opened his eyes, his whole body felt numb, painful and itchy, and felt that this scene seemed familiar.

"How dare you leave me behind and run to do such a stupid and dangerous thing as taking the head of a general among thousands of troops!" Xie Yusheng was furious, his hands trembling, it was difficult to decide whether to pour the medicine he was carrying on Gu Zhi's face , or poured the medicine down his throat, so that he could pinch his neck with his hands free; with that pale face and bruised lips, which had just recovered from a serious illness, he looked pitiful and terrible.

Gu Zhi also stretched out his only movable left hand, and pressed it on his lips, "Put the sword on the enemy's chest, and watch him so invincible that his eyes are tearing apart, and he just missed the victory. ,And you?"

Xie Yusheng's teeth were shivering, he almost lost him.Happy what?

However, his blood boiled like boiling water at the bottom of a red-hot pot when the locust-like enemy was pushed down from the city wall and turned into meatloaf. Qiantang River tide on August [-]th.

He opened his mouth, closed it again, repeatedly, and finally squeezed out a few words unwillingly from under the fingers that gently covered his lips.

"Me too."

Gu Zhi laughed softly, and Xie Yusheng couldn't help laughing with him too.

The laughter grew louder and more joyous.

In this world, to be able to do such a happy thing with this person, what more could I ask for!

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