The ruins of Firefox City have a history of more than 200 years, one year longer than the history of the Great Sui Kingdom. Here, the Sui army fought the most brutal battle before going north to attack Chang'an. All the elites of the Zheng army gathered here to resist the Sui army's offensive. Zheng Jun, who was superior in strength, had Firefox City as his reliance, but lost in the end.
That's because everyone in the Sui Army at that time, from Yang Jian to the soldiers, had a feeling of anger in their hearts.
An unyielding spirit.
More than two hundred years later, Yang Jian came to Firefox City again. It's just that now he still doesn't have the courage of the past, only one breath is left.
Fang Jie was in a hurry to chase, and he was also in a hurry to escape.
For so many days, from Jiangnan to Jiangbei, Fang Jie did not stop for even a minute. Yang Jian knew very well why Fang Jie chased him so hard, it was because Fang Jie didn't allow him time to recover. Fang Jie knows that his cultivation is not as good as Yang Jian's, and the only way to win is to fight hard. Forcing Yang Jian to have no chance to breathe, so Yang Jian has no way to recuperate and recover.
This is the only condition for Fang Jie to win.
Even if Yang Jian was given a day to recover, Fang Jie was not sure if he could still win. Therefore, the anger that the Sui army would destroy the Firefox City was not on the Yang family, but on Fang Jie.
In the ruins of Firefox City, the running speed of the two people was actually not as fast as before. The road was thousands of miles long, and the two of them ran over while fighting like this. As an ordinary person, I don't know how many times I have died of exhaustion, even if it is a BMW produced in the grasslands of the Western Regions, I don't know how many times I will die of exhaustion.
But they are still holding on.
Yang Jian didn't expect Fang Jie to be so persistent at first, he fought and retreated just looking for a chance to recover his cultivation. However, Fang Xie's endless relentlessness forced him to flee to Chang'an City. Only by returning to Chang'an City can he get rid of the embarrassing situation he is in now.
Only when he returned to Chang'an City could he regain his confidence.
"If you keep chasing like this, you will die in the end."
Yang Jian was out of breath, which was already a rare thing for a practitioner, let alone a great practitioner. Running non-stop during these days, even though his body has already been tempered by Wan Xingchen's half of the cultivation base, it is still a bit unbearable.
Fang Jie, on the other hand, seemed more relaxed than Yang Jian with his abnormal physique. However, it is not easy to catch up with Yang Jian.
"In the end, no one can say!"
Fang Jie slashed at him, Yang Jian staggered out of the way. Where the blade passed, a piece of masonry was split open. Such power seems to be beyond what Fang Jie can display. The saber qi was less than two meters away from the saber, if it had been done in the past, Mo Ningzhi would have laughed at him.
But at this time, if Mo Ningzhi was present, he might not be able to utter a single word.
"Even if I don't chase you now, won't you kill me in the future?"
Fang Jie squeezed out a few words, his lips were already chapped. He didn't even remember himself, he hadn't eaten or drank water for several days. If it weren't for his amazing physique, he would have already collapsed to the ground at this time. The same is true for Yang Jian, the heroism of this battle even far exceeds any battle he fought when he led his army to pacify the world.
Along the way, when passing water, I took the opportunity to drink a few sips. Pick up a fish casually, and eat a few mouthfuls raw without caring about removing the scales. Both sides have to guard against the other side's sneak attack, and also accurately calculate their remaining physical strength.
The most important thing is that the two of them haven't slept for a long time.
With their cultivation base, if they close their eyes at this moment, they will faint immediately.
While running, Yang Jian casually picked out half of the city brick from the broken wall, turned his head and threw it at Fang Jie. Such moves, where there is still a bit of the demeanor of a great practitioner, are more like a fight between two rogues on the street. At this moment, he didn't dare to expend any more energy, he had already run here, not far from Chang'an City. At least... It feels like it's not far away.
Fang Jie didn't choose to split the half of the city brick with the Zhaolu knife, because every time he raised his arm, he was consuming energy. He watched the city brick fly over, then tilted his head to one side, and the city brick flew past his ear by a hair's breadth. Even with such a simple dodge, Fang Xie had to accurately calculate his movements.
"I have given you the surname Wang, what else do you want?"
Already said while running, this is the only thing he has not given up. Because he knew that Fang Jie was the same as him at this time, only running with one breath. In case a certain sentence of his touched Fang Xie, perhaps Fang Xie's perseverance would be slack at a certain moment, which would make him unable to continue chasing.
Fang Jie didn't speak.
"As long as I am alive, it will be of great benefit to the Central Plains. If you hate foreigners, then you can fight them... I hate them too, and I will fight them as long as I am alive. You have the Black Banner Army, and I can call in hundreds of thousands more. Is it good for you to kill me to fight against foreign enemies?"
"You and I join forces, there are no enemies in this world."
"Shut up."
Fang Jie kicked the ground vigorously, and swung the knife again. The saber energy could reach Yang Jian's back, without the iron armor or strong armor, the clothes on Yang Jian's back were cut in a straight line, and the skin was opened, but not much blood flowed out. When he was in Jiangnan, Da Zizai said that Yang Jian needed to exchange blood constantly to maintain his life. Now Fang Jie is convinced, and he understands more and more that Yang Jian has come to an end.
If he didn't know that he was almost exhausted, why would he not give up trying to persuade
"You didn't bleed much."
Fang Jie said something calmly, but he saw Yang Jian's body tremble involuntarily.
"I know that you are going back to Chang'an. The descendants of the Yang family you brought with you are all dead. This is one of the reasons why I fought you... I also know that you are in a hurry to go back to Chang'an because you must be in Chang'an city. Whatever you left behind, you can only restore your cultivation if you go back."
Fang Jie threw the Zhaolu Knife again, and the knife flew towards the Yang family's neck, leaving a cracked mark on the Yang family's neck. But Yang Jian didn't dare to reach out to pick up the Chaolu Knife, because he knew that Fang Jie would never make such a mistake easily, as long as he picked up the knife, maybe the golden flame would burn all over his hand in an instant. whole body.
Yang Jian still remembers what Da Zizai looked like in the fireball.
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A team of cavalry scouts rushed from a distance. Although their tasks were boring and hard, every time they thought that the soldiers in front were attacking Chang'an with arrows and rocks like landslides, these people couldn't help but feel a little lucky. . The mission of this scout team is at the border of Gyeonggi Province, which is still far away from Chang'an City. When the rebels attacked Chang'an, the team set up thousands of troops every 100 miles after entering Gyeonggi-do to prevent accidents in the rear.
to be honest
These soldiers are a little lazy. For so many days, the army has not made any progress in besieging Chang'an. It is said that every time they attack Chang'an, thousands of corpses will be left behind. With such a tall and solid city wall, ordinary people will feel a complete sense of powerlessness when they look up.
However, the people above didn't know what to think, they just refused to give up.
The rebel army couldn't even encircle Chang'an for a hundred miles, so they had to divide their troops to block all the city gates. But even if there is no traffic jam, will the people in the city come out by themselves
Relatively speaking, although these scouts had to work hard every day, they had no complaints. What's more, it's been a long time since they inspected seriously. Every time I leave the camp, I run to Firefox City as fast as possible, and turn back immediately after checking if there is nothing wrong.
The leader was a team leader, who led a dozen or so scouts along the official road and rushed all the way to Firefox City. Scouts must remain on guard when marching, and they are divided into three teams. Or because they have been slack for too long, they are too lazy to take precautions. No one thought that the god of death would come on this day.
When the team saw someone running over from the official road, he didn't care at first. In this world now, there are many beggars and refugees. He shook off the horsewhip, intending to knock the beggar down with a whip as before, and every time he did this, everyone would laugh.
But this time, before he could pull out his whip, the beggar pointed at him, and just as he felt his heart go cold, he fell off the horse. A bloody hole the size of a fist appeared in his heart, the front and back were transparent, and the heart had been shattered into a pulp.
The beggar got on his horse, turned around and rushed towards the north. Then he shot in an instant and killed all the war horses.
Fang Jie frowned, but the determination in his eyes became more intense.
The horses were all killed by Yang Jian, so he could only continue to run.
However, he never thought of giving up.
Yang Jian kept waving his whip, and the horse was neighing in pain as it galloped forward. Fang Jie bit his lip, quickened his pace and ran after him.
ran through the villages.
Ran through the woods.
Ran over a hill.
Already entered Gyeonggi-do, this time, Chang'an is really not far away.
The people in front ran crazily on horseback, and the people chasing behind were even crazier.
after dark
Yang Jian pulled the distance between him and Fang Jie to 20 meters. For a whole day, he didn't get rid of Fang Jie while riding a horse! What annoyed him the most was that even Fang Jie chased the horse on foot without giving him time to recover. Unceasingly launched offensives, and Fang Jie's every attack would be divided into two groups, killing people one way and killing horses the other way.
When it got dark, Yang Jian, who was riding a horse, seemed to be even more tired. Because not only did he have to avoid Fang Jie's attack, but he also had to protect the horse he was sitting on.
However, even with protection, the war horse still couldn't hold on and fell down.
"What good is it for you to kill me!"
Yang Jian jumped off his horse and continued to run forward. The war horse finally neighed, fell to the side of the road, and died not long after. Fang Jie chased after Yang Jian, and there was no sweat in his body. When he passed by a dead horse, he spun off a horse's leg with a knife, then gulped down the stinky horse's blood, took a few bites of raw meat, and then threw the horse's leg away.
"It's no good, I have to kill it."
Fang Xie felt that his eyes had begun to turn black, which was by no means a good sign. When his vision became dark, Fang Xie knew what kind of terrible end it would bring.
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Thirty miles behind two people
Xiang Qingniu moved forward step by step, he couldn't run anymore.
He raised his head with difficulty and looked ahead, but he saw nothing, just a vast expanse of whiteness. He didn't know how many more steps he took, but he finally couldn't hold on and fell down. The black and white fish hovered beside him, looking a little uneasy.
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One hundred and twenty miles behind Xiang Qingniu.
Shen Qingfan and the others were as exhausted as they drove a carriage, discussing that several people would take turns to rest. Their biggest reliance is that they have a large number of people and can be rotated. However, they don't have Xiang Qingniu's Dao heart, so it is even more difficult to catch up with Fang Jie. If it weren't for Mu Xiaoyao, I'm afraid he would have lost track of her long ago.
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barracks
An endless barracks.
When Yang Jian saw the barracks, he raised his head subconsciously, and then saw the eternal and immortal city wall stretching between heaven and earth like a mountain.
Chang'an
arrive