[Sword Three] No Regrets

The author's name is useless, and he can afford it if he can afford it, but here he has to use six characters if he doesn't give a surname, and only three characters if he has a surname, so he has a surname.

Level 4.95 Tang Sect can bring his teammates together to become invisible.Can you bring teammates as big as Gundam?Don't make it.

5. The fat officer appeared in Chapter 24, and Zixia was killed by Qianji once in that chapter, so he called him a ghost ==

6. I have figured it out, I have figured it out with real feelings, the hero and heroine will not die in the ending, and I will not send bento if you want me to.

I made a special announcement in advance~

But what about the other characters... Cough.

☆、Chapter 34

"...It's okay, you continue to retreat!" Seeing this, Tang Xiaoyu came back to his senses immediately, gestured to General Li who was commanding the retreat in the fortress, and turned his artillery to attack the Spike Army coming from the valley floor like a tide main force.

Her aiming was excellent, and she also knew the basic layout of breaking the formation. Under the successive shells, thousands of enemy troops were killed and injured in key positions, and the forward formation almost collapsed.

However it didn't help.

Losing the natural danger of the mountain wall, the entrance to the east of this place is flat, and tens of thousands of enemy troops equipped with heavy weapons cover the ground like a gray sea.Using this only artillery can only tear a gap at most, but it can't really stop the countless iron hooves of the regular army.

The enemy overtook the retreating militia.

In just a few seconds of the confrontation between the two sides, hundreds of civilian corpses have fallen on the ground, and the opponents in heavy armor have not been injured.

At the critical moment, Ah Yue returned from the front line to help, temporarily blocking the enemy's massacre.The surviving militiamen got a chance to breathe, and finally managed to reorganize under the protection of Gu worms.

However, because she left the guarded point, the enemy army drove straight in from the northern crossing, and quickly surrounded the cliffs without the interference of poisonous miasma, thus cutting off everyone's retreat.

Although the death rate of the militiamen was slowed down, the living space of the people shrunk sharply under the pressure of the enemy forces from all sides.

"...Let's give up the original route and go to the east!" Tang Xiaoyu thought for a moment, and suggested to General Li beside him, "I will use artillery fire to open the way, and you direct everyone to the valley. Ah Yue's kung fu is more effective in the forest area. The officers and soldiers are also there, and they will respond."

The people's journey from here to the valley can also hold back the enemy's troops and achieve the effect of delaying time. Although it is not as long as using human lives to stand still, if the officers and soldiers can't even do this, the final victory will be impossible. Just don't count on it.

General Li nodded, and signaled to the main force of the army on the mountain road who was reorganizing from the state of feigning defeat.

After all, the officers and soldiers are not cruel and heartless. Although they designed a strategy of throwing pawns to save the car in order to win, if the abandoned people—a group of people who actually have no obligations—change their actions according to the situation, they will cooperate decisively.

As the commanding heights of the mountain road area, the officers and soldiers are stepping up to occupy the key points. While setting up the formation, they separate out the archer troops to continuously shoot arrows to interfere with the pursuers down the mountain, covering the militiamen to continue to escape.

Half a moment later, they even had time to transfer a mecha down the mountain, directly following the militia team.

The crisis that could have been called death without life seems to be about to be lifted.

Watching the militiamen with only a few hundred people left out of the range of the artillery cover and reaching the edge of the valley and dense forest controlled by the official army, Tang Xiaoyu on the fortress heaved a deep sigh of relief, and raised his hand to shake off the sweat covering his forehead.

However, at the next moment, under the mountain road that was blown off by Zixia, the lake where all the Spike Mechas were buried suddenly became choppy.

A huge broken arm of the mecha flew up from the lake and landed heavily before the militia retreated.

Amidst the huge waves, the fat officer jumped onto the ground at the same time.

Only now did Tang Xiaoyu see clearly that he was holding another piece of mecha in his hand—and he just swung his arm high and flung the steel several times larger than himself towards Cang Yun, who was guarding outside the dense forest, with his bare hands. army squad.

Under the shocking blow, the fortifications on the edge of the forest collapsed instantly, and none of the hundreds of soldiers escaped.

"General Zhang! Uncle Wang! Xiaoguan!—" Ah Yue, who had fought at Yanmen Pass, recognized this army. She screamed and rushed to the ruins to save people. It can block the enemy army waiting for an opportunity to invade from the gap.

This is... what kind of monster? !

Tang Xiaoyu looked at the fat man in shock.He was carrying the huge piece of iron and running straight towards the formation of the militia, as if the blow just now didn't consume any energy at all, and the steel dozens of times his weight in his hand was as light as nothing.

——It should be some kind of special exercise.

At this time, the fat man was covered with blue veins, and his complexion was extremely dark red. Presumably, such luck would have caused him great damage.

However, even though the muscles on his face were distorted due to the severe pain, his pace still did not stop, and he was about to approach the militiamen.

"Get out of the way!" he yelled, his originally joyous voice was out of tune, and he was like the most terrifying monster roaring, "I want to save my brother, get out of the way, get out of the way!!!"

In the lake, Fatty's thousands of friendly troops are trapped under the steel ruins. He wants to use bombs to open the gap and rescue them.

Therefore, his target was the official army mecha following behind the militiamen.It was in charge of breaking the back and was entangled with the main force of the Spike Army. He wanted to make a surprise attack from behind and remove the bomb that could explode accurately from it.

Tang Xiaoyu looked at the lake.Hundreds of figures are clinging to the mecha parts supported in the lake, struggling to float on the water.Her keen eyesight scanned their forms at a glance.

——Thousands of machines are not among them.

But she has no time for pain.

Seeing that the militiamen were about to enter Fatty's attack range, and they seemed to be stunned by him, no one ran away for a while, Tang Xiaoyu immediately picked up the thousand receivers.

They didn't have time to look back at General Li's command flag, only her ringing arrow could guide them.

Two arrows were shot, and the well-trained militiamen immediately retreated in the direction indicated by the signal—however, more than half of them were slow to react.

The huge iron piece in Fatty's hand roared towards them, and it was about to smash those who stood in the way into a pulp.

Tang Xiaoyu closed her eyes subconsciously.

But there was only a sharp whistle of lightning flashing.

Zixia leaped from the official formation on the cliff, and the lightning on the talisman paper between her fingers hit the iron piece accurately.

The metal conducts electricity very quickly, and the fat man immediately let go of the weapon trembling all over, and retreated several feet one after another.

Everyone finally took advantage of the gap to escape and ran behind Ah Yue's line of defense in the dense forest.

***

In the open space in front of the dense forest, Zixia is confronting the fat officer with a heavy aura barrier.

He was standing right in front of the lake.

——It made him almost uncontrollable to recall that just a quarter of an hour ago, he personally beat his best friend to death at the bottom of the lake.

Knowing that he made the right choice, knowing that the water is hard to recover, knowing that he must concentrate on fighting the enemy now, the scene of Qianji sinking underwater is still flashing in his mind repeatedly, becoming more and more intense.

The dim, swaying blood-colored shadow covered the sea of ​​consciousness with scorching heat, like the dim light of the fire pocket in Tang Xiaoyu's hand ten days ago in the cave or in front of the stone tablet.

...a mood I've never felt before.

painful.

...unbearable.

"You... get out of the way!" Zixia grasped the skirt of her clothes with trembling fingertips, swung the long sword in her hand, and slashed straight at the figure in front of her eyes.

Fatty's forbidden technique to improve his strength was blocked halfway, and he was silently adjusting his breath to wait for the next charge.He had just wrapped up his palms that had been burnt by the electric shock, when he saw the sword energy coming, he hurriedly turned aside, narrowly avoiding the berserk fatal blow.

Seeing the dazed eyes of his opponent, the fat man was taken aback for a moment, then raised his lips into a smile knowingly, and stretched out his hand to wipe away the bloodstains on his face scratched by the sword energy.

"Oh, baby Zixia looks in a bad mood - it means that she is alive and not a life-threatening ghost. Then it will be easy to deal with!"

He didn't draw the knife, but walked forward with both hands outstretched, "Little baby, let's discuss something if we don't fight. Let me go over, and I'll ask your mecha to borrow a tool so that my brother You and your elder brother Wuyu were all rescued from the lake. He was not willing to kill you that day, how could you be willing to kill him today—"

Before she finished speaking, Zixia struck out with another sharp sword.

The fat man crawled and dodged, with several wounds on his body, but his voice became clearer, "Oh no, you have already been killed, I saw you slap the talisman on his face with my own eyes, he will definitely not live Lah. Let me fish out his body and give it to you, if you put it in the water for too long, it will... oops!"

This time, Zixia shot three talisman papers directly at him. The current distance is almost a one-hit kill.

Fatty was waiting for this moment.

His breath adjustment was completed, and he activated the forbidden technique again to raise the large iron piece on the ground, and put the other end of it into the lake.

——The moment the lightning strikes him, the electric current will be directed into the lake. In this way, Qianji who has not escaped from the water will undoubtedly die.

Looking at Zixia's instantly pale face, the fat man knew that he had won.

Zixia really forcibly interrupted the move.

Because of the backlash of his internal force, he immediately vomited blood and passed out on the ground.

"Such a delicate baby... shouldn't be on the battlefield." Seeing that the heavy decelerating aura around him finally dissipated, the fat man sighed softly, picked up the iron plate, and rushed towards his original target.

A moment later, when he managed to return, he saw Zixia, who should have lost her mobility, staggered up and stood in front of him again.

Thousands of enemy soldiers were trapped by the steel ruins on the lake, and they might also be carrying heavy weapons removed from the mechs. If Fatty rescued them, the situation in the dense forest area would definitely take a turn for the worse again.

Zixia's original duty was to protect the refugees, but they had suffered heavy casualties, and only the last hundred people were left. He could not let them have any mistakes.

But now that his meridians are damaged, he can't use his internal strength, and only has entry-level swordsmanship to rely on. In front of the fat man who is very good at melee combat, he is no match at all.

...and here it is, to die dutifully.

Thinking of this, the tragic scene in the lake that haunted my heart seemed to gradually fade away, and even the strange sadness and pain that I had never had before also settled down—only a peaceful determination remained.

The young Taoist priest wiped off the blood on his lips, and shook the long sword in his hand against the wind. The sun shone sharply on the blade, reflecting his rapid steps under the shadow of the tree.

"I don't want to kill you, but I want to save people..." The fat man sighed sadly, and drew his long knife out of its sheath.

One is for protection, the other is for rescue. Under the same mind called "companion", the knives and swords with opposite positions fight desperately.The strong wind picked up the fine scraps of iron on the ground, and tore off the nameless flowers in the grass that could still bloom in winter. The petals and steel circled chaotically in the turbid gunpowder smoke, reaching the sky.

On the other side, Tang Xiaoyu and General Li had already escorted the official army squad to their fortress.

According to the layout of the army, the artillery of this fortress is very useful in the decisive battle, and it should be received by professional commanders and artillery, and Tang Xiaoyu, who are ordinary people, can also get away and go to a relatively safe valley to fight with them. companions meet.

"...Okay, let's go!" After the handover was completed, before General Li was ready to go to the sky for the first time in his life, Tang Xiaoyu had already dragged him over, and flew out of the window quickly by manipulating the mechanism wings.

She saw the crisis Zixia was facing, so she had to hurry over to save him, and estimated the distance, there should be time.

However, Zixia's swordsmanship is really bad.

After struggling for a few rounds, he was knocked down by his opponent with an easy and neat blow.

The fat officer walked over and squatted down, firmly pinning Zixia, who was still struggling to get up, to the ground.

"You are so brave, so delicate and delicate." He stretched out his hand and pinched the boy's cheek, speaking very softly, "My son is the same age as you, he is stronger than you even if he doesn't practice martial arts, but he can only do nothing. If only he had a tenth of your success."

"...What a pity." Fatty sighed again, and swung down the fatal blow.

Tang Xiaoyu was galloping in the air at an almost crazy speed. In order to go faster, she barely avoided Liu Ya. At this time, she had been wounded several times, bleeding profusely.

However, in her current position, it is absolutely impossible to catch up.

The author has something to say: 1. Unarmed Gundam series

2. The hero's combat power has temporarily declined during his awakening... ==

3. Guess who will come to the rescue in the next chapter~ Absolutely unexpected, because you must have forgotten him a long time ago... QAQ

☆、Chapter 35

Behind the bushes where the militiamen were hiding, the most impulsive man who had tortured and killed Spike soldiers was standing by the outermost tree trunk, silently watching the fat man knock Zixia down, and raised his blade at him again.

As early as a quarter of an hour ago, as soon as he heard the sound of the two fighting, he picked up his weapon and returned from the forest, and went straight to the outermost area closest to them.

——Then stood there and struggled with ideas, and finally did nothing.

So timidly, indifferently watching the 17-year-old boy fight to the death alone to protect the adults, spilling blood on his clothes until his death.

Because the sharp blade in the fat man's hand was too glaring in the sun, the reckless man subconsciously lowered his head and blinked his eyes, not looking at the scene in the open space anymore.He stared at the rusty tip of the epee in his hand, and suddenly recalled that he had known Zixia for a whole year.

On the day he met Zixia for the first time, the reckless man was following others in the refugee village to rob for the first time in his life.This stern-eyed little Taoist priest ran to stop him from afar. After killing the leader, he didn't hurt him who was so frightened that he begged for mercy repeatedly. Instead, he encouraged him to repent and start a new life.

I can't remember whether it was deeply touched, or simply afraid of following in the footsteps of the leader, the reckless man admitted his mistake sincerely at that time, and followed the other party's advice to join the militia, and the two had more chances to get in touch.

It is precisely because of this that he gradually sees through Zixia Gao's ruthless appearance, in fact, there is a simple and fragile young heart-in fact, it is easy to bully.

Just like all low-level gangsters, the reckless man has both the qualities of being afraid of the tough and bullying the soft, so although he is sincerely in awe of Zixia's martial arts and character, he never understands him.

He will no longer rob the villagers, but he will rob the lone Spike soldiers with peace of mind - anyway, even if they are in danger, Zixia will definitely come to rescue them desperately, and will bear all the costs of their mischief.

The malice accumulated because of not being able to do whatever they want can also be used to take revenge on these weak and weak "enemies" who cannot resist - even if the abuse is discovered, as long as the attitude of admitting the mistake is good, Zixia's soft personality will only make her sad , never really did anything to him.

In the past year, he has played tricks like this nearly dozens of times, and he feels that he is almost getting acquainted with others because of this.

"...So Daoist, I'm not a good person, and I've always only cheated you. You must be used to it, and you must be considerate." Behind the shadow of the tree, the reckless man still didn't move a step, he just lowered his head and silently rubbed his sweaty face. finger.

"An opponent that even Daoist himself can't win, I will die if I go, and I can't save him." He continued to search for reasons, trying to persuade himself to let go of the epee that was tightly held in his hand.

"He attaches so much importance to his duties. If I come here to die in front of him, his young mind will be hit very hard. Maybe he was trying to escape, but I disturbed him. I can't hurt him." He closed his eyes fiercely, ready to turn around and go back.

——However, at this moment, he heard a word from Fatty.

"My son is the same age as you... If only he had a tenth of your success."

The very soft and indistinct voice suddenly exploded in the reckless man's head like a thousand pounds of force.

The reckless man's own son was killed by Spike soldiers when the outskirts of the city fell a year ago.He was behind the door that day, and heard with his own ears that his son resisted the Spikes in front of the door until he died, but he neither dared to run away nor stepped forward to rescue him, and even forgot what he was thinking at that time——

He only remembered the anger that suddenly rose in his heart after surviving, and before he felt the pain from guilt, he filled his already narrow reason with hatred for the enemy, and even that memory was covered up.

After escaping into the refugee village, the reckless man practiced martial arts hard with this kind of anger.He succeeded in killing many Spike soldiers, and successfully persuaded himself that he avenged his son and fulfilled his father's responsibility. He thought that enough blood on his hands meant that he was brave enough to break away from his past self limit.

But now, what he saw in front of him severely exposed the self-deception that he had painstakingly maintained for a whole year.

He found painfully that even the Wolf Fang officer, who had always been regarded as a beast, knew how to be desperate for his rescue companions, and knew how to feel sorry for a child like Zixia, and he was clearly the child's companion, but he never gave him the slightest love. .

The enemy could have killed Zixia with one blow, but they didn't do so, obviously hesitant and couldn't bear——

It is a merciless ridicule of how cowardly he is who is watching with cold eyes, in stark contrast to how despicable he is when he abandons his companions.

——It turned out that all the hatred and cruelty in the past year were not revenge and rebirth at all.

——It’s just another form of evasion, out of the selfishness and deceit that have never improved, and the anger and hatred that should be dealt with oneself are pushed onto the weaker and weaker.

...And the opponent's little hesitation was clearly giving him one last chance, the last chance to prove that he still had hope of being a gentleman.

In a trance, the reckless man raised his head again, and the light of the knife in the fat man's hand became more and more dazzling, as if it was lighting up, and it also seemed to cut off the tripwire in the last shadow in the depths of reason.

He raised his sword and charged straight over, blocking Fatty's final blow to Zixia.

However, because there were too many flaws, the opponent easily counterattacked and stabbed him.

He didn't feel any pain, but opened his eyes wide against the light of the knife, silently looking at his epee - a piece of rust on the tip of the sword was wiped off by the fat man's blade, and it was shining golden light, getting brighter and brighter, It seems to occupy all consciousness.

The reckless man stared at the trajectory of the light, and followed it, raised his hand, swung his sword, and turned around.

The heavy sword wind spun and hit the opponent's armor, making a clang and clear sound.He saw several fatal wounds added to his body, and also saw that the rust on the epee was all scraped off by violent metal friction——

Only the brand-new steel on the inner layer remained, and as the sword swirled, it turned into a golden storm of light and surrounded him.

"I can do it too." He muttered vaguely to himself, concentrating on recalling how the Tibetan sword disciples who came to conquer the Spike Soldier wielded their heavy swords in the outskirts of Taiyuan.He has always liked this kind of kung fu, but he has never been able to imitate it. In fact, he can't even remember the appearance of those Tibetan sword disciples.

Only now, for the first and last time in their lives, their every move became clear, as if they had been waiting for him to follow and learn, but they were originally covered in a dark corner of the subconscious until the first light came in. A ray of light brought them back.

——I also remembered the phrase "A gentleman is like the wind".

An increasingly violent golden storm swirled around him, bringing up nameless flower petals from his hometown on the ground, and in Huayu's embrace, he gradually sank into eternal sleep.

The last sight he saw before he died was in the sky, under the wings of the Tang Sect, his good friend General Li, whom he had just made a month ago, was jumping straight towards him facing the artillery fire, his eyes were full of the most sincere concern and sadness.

"Look, I can do it too!" He looked up at the sky, and swung his sword forward one last time.

***

In the air, General Li witnessed everything from Tang Xiaoyu's organ wing.

Originally, he only wanted to fulfill Master Minghe's final entrustment, and guide the lost man full of evil spirits as a friend. However, in the past month, he gradually saw the light hidden deep in the other party's heart, and began to sincerely hope that he would finally awaken. In the new life when I left the Spike Army and returned to the folks, I became the first close friend who shared adversity and entrusted life and death.

Now, he finally got his friend.

——When even Tang Xiaoyu was on the verge of despair, it was the reckless man who rescued Zixia.

In the golden sword wind, in the rain of flowers all over the sky, he looked up with clear and bright eyes, as if he had seen the starlight after the rain on the hill in his hometown.

But he also lost him forever.

The reckless man used all his strength to exert unprecedented sword intent, but the opponent was still unharmed. He gave his life, but he only made the opponent look away for a few seconds. Under the premise of not wanting to kill Zixia very much.

...Is this the last imprint left by dust like them on the world?

Thinking of his useless "protection of the people" in the Spike Army, unprecedented sadness and anger came to his heart. General Li stared at the enemy on the ground, and almost involuntarily let go of the hand holding the wing of the mechanism——

They were in the sky above the fierce battle between the two armies, and the turbulent artillery fire made it difficult for Tang Xiaoyu to land for a while. Only if he jumped in that direction first, could he stop the fat man before he continued to move.

——Although with his level of qinggong, it is almost impossible to land safely from such a height amidst the flying shrapnel.

But he did.

The reckless man was still swinging his sword at the last moment before his death. When his body fell, the epee in his hand hit the fragment of the mecha on the ground at a high speed. The weapon shattered, and the fragments flew high together with the flowers and leaves scattered on the ground—it became the best springboard for General Li to land from the air.

Under the cover of the reflective blade fragments and flying nameless flowers and leaves, the former Spike Officer came all the way with the most basic lightness kung fu, and swung his knife at the fat man from an almost impossible position.

But at this moment, he finally saw the face under the hat of the other party.

That was his best friend in the Spike Army back then.

"You, you are..." He almost subconsciously blurted out the opponent's nickname, but he held it back. However, the momentary hesitation of the saber's gesture was difficult to control, and the winning surprise attack was lost.

The fat man easily blocked his attack, and looked back with a cold face—in General Li's impression, this middle-aged man who was always cheerful had never had such an expression.

The author has something to say: 1. This chapter and the next chapter are actually one chapter, because I have been too busy recently, and I have been writing with my mobile phone intermittently. After finishing writing, I found that it was quite long (especially the first half of this chapter), so I divided it into two parts = =

2. I really want to make a complaint. The main character has lived in the refugee village for two years, but he didn’t cook a whole lamb and eat it. It must be because of the aura of the main character.

3. Famous windmills, albeit amateurs

I think the windmill can be ranked as the most famous skill in the whole game, after all, whoever entered the camp has never been turned to death by the windmill ==

4. The two people mentioned in this chapter mainly appear in chapters 4, 7, and 8

☆、Chapter 36

"Hey, Xiao Li, long time no see." The fat man said hello in a cold tone, "Do you know who I hate the most?"

"—Traitor." Seeing that the other party didn't answer, he continued and shot back at the same time.

Fatty's martial arts were much higher. After a few rounds, General Li, who stood in his way, was forced back a few steps.

"Xiao Li, do you remember who accidentally injured you back then, and who saved your life?" He swung his knife and stabbed straight.

"You have been recuperating for half a year. Who will heal and take care of you? After you recover from your injury, who will teach you martial arts so that you will not be slaughtered again?" Daofeng cut General Li's skirt, revealing the previous scars.

"Brothers in the army looked down on you, a native of the Central Plains. Who punished and provoked you? Are you organizing a grand funeral?" The fat man took another step forward, his moves turning from defense to offense.

However, just as he was about to get close to the bomb-throwing distance by the lake and was about to release his companions, General Li, who had been silent and struggling to resist, suddenly raised his head and looked straight into his eyes without dodging or avoiding.

"It was the officers and soldiers who accidentally injured me, and it was your commander who saved my life." He said, "It was you who healed me, taught me martial arts, helped me punish provocations, and led me to make meritorious deeds."

"You were my best friend once, and a mentor I will never forget." General Li stood still, holding his sword in front of him with both hands, "You once pointed out to me that there is no self in the sword, even if you are skilled, you will never become a master." device, I have always kept it in my heart."

"But now, I understand." He waved his knife and made a gesture - that was the first move the fat man taught him, and it was also the move he was best at, "I am using my life to stop you today, not because of the situation. Involuntarily, but from the heart, be honest with each other."

"Come on, for the sake of the brothers behind you, fight without regrets."

The same weapon, the same moves, the knife light shining on the lakeside open space, like a pair of mirror images erected in the air.

Wherever the staggered light marks passed, blood splashed.

General Li was stabbed through the heart and collapsed.

The fat man on the other side was still unharmed.

The gap in martial arts between the two is too great. Even if the sword intent had its own self, it could not waver, and it could be called a supernormal full-strength blow, but it still failed to leave any traces on the opponent.

... Miracles do not necessarily happen as long as you believe in what you believe in.

Before he died, General Li recalled what Fatty had said to him.

Thinking of the ending of his short and insignificant life, he felt a little sad and unwilling, but he didn't regret it.

——Just quietly staring at the nameless petals blowing in the wind not far away, until the fat man closed his eyelids for him.

***

The fat man ran to the lake, blasted the ruins and rescued his brother.

Soldiers of the same color as him boarded the shore, supported each other to stand firm, and worked together to distribute the various weapons salvaged from the lake-then continued the killing as originally planned.

"There are 1000 people fighting, it's okay." Fatty nodded to them, turned around and jumped into the lake to help the injured who were unable to move.

He kept leaving the ruins and gradually went to the center of the lake.As more and more people were rescued, the water in the lake calmed down, except for a few huge steel beams reflecting on the lake surface, swaying continuously with the current.

Just to one side of the reflection, he saw a tiny strand of metal on the water.

It is a fragment of Tangmen's mechanism.

"Where is the little fox." The fat man thought.

On the day he captured Qianji, he saw through that he was an undercover agent who swindled to surrender—and also saw through that although he had a smart head and a tenacious heart, he was just a young man who had never seen real tricks—the most suitable person to take advantage of. Get up and do your tricks.

Over the past year, Fatty did not expose his identity, but instead appointed him a high-ranking position, and then released bait time and time again to force him to hand in his certificate, thus actually serving the Spike Army.

He wants to see him struggling in the narrower and narrower position gap, and stepping on the blood of his companions to take the dangerous chess game step by step, hoping that one day he will completely collapse under the heavier and heavier responsibilities and sins, Even really defected and became his companion.

However, Qianji did not.

No collapse, no betrayal, no matter how desperate the chess moves left for him, he is working hard for their "victory" - even though in the eyes of most unaware companions, he is already a "bad guy", Maybe even if he wins for them, he will be liquidated because of those forced blood debts.

Fatty hates traitors the most, so he has always liked Qianji.

Even if he finally acquiesced in blowing up the mountain road and won the overall victory in the Taiyuan area at the cost of dozens of mechas, his use value has been completely exhausted——

When he still saw his mechanisms, he almost instinctively pulled them out.

Sure enough, Qianji was underwater, as if he had been seriously injured in the landslide, and seemed to be dying.

The fat man dragged him up to the ruins in the lake and placed him beside him.

Just when he finally decided to put down the blade that was going to stab his throat and instead wanted to find some bandages for him, a short knife pierced his body from bottom to top.

"...Oh, the little fox is awake." The fat man turned around with difficulty, and looked down at Qianji's hand holding the knife.

"... I am not willing to kill your baby Zixia after all, are you happy?" He said with pain.

no respond.

"... Your strategy of blowing up the mountain road was actually in our army's expectation. We have already prepared to counter it, you see." After waiting for a while, the fat man pointed to the retreating officers and soldiers in the distance. The fort area where it was located has fallen, and the battle line has retreated to the open space under the valley.

"—But I am not willing to kill your little junior sister after all. I suggest that the general postpone the plan so that your little junior sister can go to the valley and live and die with you. Are you happy?"

Still no answer.

The dagger in Qianji's hand didn't go any further, but this kind of injury was already fatal.

"...Little fox, I'm going to die. Say goodbye to me for the last time, okay?" Fatty's voice gradually weakened.

Qianji finally raised his head to look at him.

However, perhaps due to the decline in senses when he was dying, the fat man could no longer see the emotion in the other party's eyes.

He could only see two clear and bright lights in those deep black eyes.

When he saw him for the first time, he had such a pair of eyes, and even after being teased in every possible way, the light in those eyes has never been muddy.

He'd always loved that light.

So even though Qianji killed himself with his own hands, and refused to even say goodbye, Fatty felt that he was not relieved to be able to look at him for the last time.

"...Little fox, I'm very happy that you pushed me away when Zixia laid down the talisman paper on us." He gave Qianji a smile with the last of his strength.

However, at that moment, Qianji just wasn't looking at him.

He was releasing darts towards the other side, killing all the remnants of the Spike Army who had just built a bridge with mecha fragments and were about to go ashore.

Fatty watched the corpses of friendly soldiers falling into the water one after another, and swallowed his last breath.He didn't close his eyes, but the smile he had just faced Qianji was still on his face, as if it was too late to put it away, it was frozen forever.

The fat body fell into the lake, and huge water splashed.

At this time, Qianji had already got up and walked onto the empty bridge, not even a drop of water touched it.

***

On the other side, Tang Xiaoyu was retreating with difficulty in the encirclement of the enemy with Zixia who had not yet recovered.

A quarter of an hour ago, as soon as she landed on the ground, there was a commotion in the main battlefield of the battle between the official army and the Spike Army in the west. Fatty fought to the death with Reckless Man and General Lee along the lake area.

Now, the two have been forced to retreat to the open space in front of the dense forest by the swift and violent attack.

Looking at the movement of the enemy army, it is obvious that they want to wipe out the whole area.

But this time, under the pincer attack of the thousand remnants on the shore of the lake, the people in the dense forest had no way out.

"General Zhang! Please! Let some people stay here to help us, just 100 people! Otherwise, all the people here will die—they are your fellow countrymen!" Ah Yue's scream came from the forest .

However, the general of the Cangyun Army did not agree, and only followed the banner of the official army's main formation to lead the crowd to leave the dense forest defense line.

"Sorry, Miss Ayue." He hurriedly saluted her, "The enemy army still has heavy weapons. We will follow the order to go there to reinforce. If the third team of the Feiyu Battalion, which is not suitable for dealing with heavy troops, is still there, it is just enough to give you 100 points." Human."

However, Ah Yue knew that that team—the team that Little Swallow belonged to was destroyed by Qianji as a vote in the Battle of Yanmen Pass a year ago.

Holding the silver necklace tightly, she ran towards the line of defense that had been vacated by the Cangyun Army's departure, and she just saw a figure staggering towards them on the shore of the lake.

——It’s Qianji.

The girl suddenly called out Yuchan, stomped hard on the enemy soldiers who were rushing towards him, and rushed towards him.

She sat on Yu Chan's back and drove the Gu worms to guard the defense line of the dense forest far away, and at the same time gestured to the young officers and soldiers who were defending from the side of the dense forest.

On the other side, Qianji also heard their conversation.

Seeing the nervous people deep in the dense forest, the Cang Yun Army leaving in a hurry in the opposite direction, and Ah Yue who was rushing towards him, he suddenly took two steps forward and pressed the mechanism in his sleeve.

There was a sudden roar at the bottom of the lake, which was broken by Zixia, and the geologically unstable mountain road collapsed again with the vibration, falling