A loud bang rang across the sky, and a dragon-like thunderbolt split the dark clouds, followed by countless lightning bolts like dragons going out to sea, shooting at the capital at the same time.
The torrential rain poured into the ground, and the water in the sky poured frantically toward the ground, dousing the fire in the whole city.
Duan Ling coughed and got out of the ruins, turned a few alleys, and returned to Qionghua Courtyard, which was quiet.
"Xunchun!" Duan Ling said, "Someone killed the driver..."
He hurried across the corridor, his voice suddenly stopped, and saw two people standing in the front yard in the rainstorm.
Xunchun's gorgeous robe was soaked through the drenching, with the hair on the temples sticking to his face, holding the slashing mountains and seas.
Lang Junxia was wearing a top hat, standing in the courtyard, holding a Qingfeng sword, and the two faced each other from a distance.
Duan Ling slowed down and walked to the courtyard, staring blankly at Lang Junxia.
"It's me." Lang Junxia said, "I'm here to pick you up, it's too dangerous here."
"Don't go with him!" Xunchun said, "Your Highness!"
Duan Ling was at a loss for a while.
Lang Junxia: "Shangjing will definitely be breached today, and we can no longer stay here."
Xunchun: "Your Majesty ordered that no one can take him unless he comes in person."
The torrential rain was overwhelming, and the sound of the rain was so loud that it was impossible to hear anyone talking. Another thunderclap sounded, and Duan Ling shouted, "Stop!"
Before he finished speaking, Xunchun made a sudden move, but Lang Junxia's sword turned a very small angle, reflecting the white light of lightning, which reflected Xunchun's eyebrows.
Xunchun's eyes narrowed slightly, and he lost the chance. Lang Junxia took Xunchun's throat with his sword, and then Xunchun turned around and stepped on the water. The red robe swayed and spun with rain.
Thousands of drops of rain seemed to freeze at the moment of lightning and thunder, and the crystal raindrops were incorporated into the world. Every drop of water seemed to lock the world. Duan Ling drew his sword, Xunchun returned to defend, and Lang Junxia stabbed straight.
Xunchun took out the hairpin and threw it.
Lang Junxia stabbed Xunchun in the chest and abdomen with a sword, and the hairpin of Xunchun broke through the air, piercing the water droplets along the way, raising broken water, and nailing Lang Junxia's ribs.
The next moment Lang Junxia drew the Qingfeng sword, but Xunchun struggled to accept the danger of the sword, fit him and pressed against Lang Junxia's chest at the same time, the internal force exploded in Lang Junxia's body, but he was able to endure it in the acupuncture point blocked by the hairpin. The resistance, immediately shocked Lang Junxia's internal organs.
Lang Junxia turned around and stepped on the wooden post, and rushed towards Duan Ling. Duan Ling suddenly drew out his long sword and faced Lang Junxia. Lang Junxia was obviously seriously injured. caught him.
At this time, Lang Junxia spat out a mouthful of blood, and Duan Ling's sword was full of the blood he spat out. Then he escaped from Qionghua Courtyard and disappeared. Before leaving, Lang Junxia and Duan Ling looked at each other for the last time, which made Duan Ling feel something acutely, but couldn't say it.
The torrential rain poured, and Duan Ling chased after a few steps, but stopped and turned around.
"Looking for spring!" Duan Ling said anxiously.
Xunchun's lower abdomen was pierced, and the robe was soaked with blood. Duan Ling hurriedly helped her into the room. Ding Zhi came from the side, screamed, and hurriedly stepped forward to check Xunchun's injury.
At the same time, the Nanchen army was approaching the Xishan Mountain, two hundred miles away from the upper capital. The rain started suddenly and became heavier and heavier. The bottom of the mountain was full of mud.
"Report—" The detective rushed in.
"The Yuan army has arrived, and outside the capital, a total of 100,000!" said the report.
Li Jianhong was covered in water, and the rainwater flowed down his armor and soaked his whole body, making him extremely cold.
"The city is broken?"
Li Jianhong only felt that the voice was very far away, as if it was not his own.
"We are fighting in the streets." The detective gasped and said, "The vanguard, on the Benma Plain, rescued a group of students who were fleeing in the Biyong Hall. They said that Yelu Dashi was dead."
"Bring people up." Li Jianhong said.
Several students were covered in mud and water, and when they got close, they threw off the water and knelt in front of Li Jianhong.
"General!" the student cried, "General help—"
"How many people escaped?" Li Jianhong asked breathlessly.
"It's just us!" the student cried, "Let's all run away at the sacrifice and be shot to death by the Yuan army..."
Li Jianhong felt dizzy, and he marched in a hurry for several days. His spirit was stretched to the peak. When he heard this, he felt dizzy.
However, a sudden change occurred in an instant. One of the students suddenly raised his head, flipped his lips and tongue, and several dark needles flew through the rain, flying through the air, and nailed to Li Jianhong's right hand. Li Jianhong suddenly retreated, drew his sword in his left hand, and turned sideways. , the assassin disguised as a student just pounced at this moment, and was pierced by Li Jianhong's throat with a sword.
"His Majesty!"
The left and right turned pale with fright, swarmed forward, and shot the "students" into beehives in a short time. Li Jianhong struck the needle in his right hand and broke for a few breaths. The numbness spread to the entire right arm, and the ring finger that was about to be struck by the needle. Pressing on the sword, the entire finger was cut off, and black blood was released from the fracture. The black blood turned dark red, but the toxin invaded the entire arm.
"Find a medic!" someone shouted.
"No need." Li Jianhong said, "I ordered to go down, pull out the army and set off, and tell the Liao army in our team that the city has not been broken in Beijing, and there is still a chance to let them go!"
In the afternoon of that day, Li Jianhong led 10,000 soldiers and horses of Liao and 40,000 cavalry of Chen to cross mountains and mountains, enter Xishan, ventured across the broken wall of Daoxia, and took a shortcut to Shangjing.
"Report-"
The forward troops made a change, and one person came on horseback in the heavy rain.
"There are soldiers in ambush ahead." Wu Du took off his helmet, his face covered in mud, and said to Li Jianhong, "Nearly 10,000 people are guarding the important roads in the dangerous valley of Xishan. Let's take a detour, Your Majesty, it's too dangerous."
"Crush over." Li Jianhong said, and then categorically shouted: "The Liao army will send troops with me! Be the forward! I will follow the troops! Within an hour, pass through Xishan! The archers keep up!"
Wu Du was stunned, but Li Jianhong threw two long knives at him and rushed into the valley.
Immediately afterwards, the Liao army, who was attached to Shangjing, rushed into the Xishan Canyon and rushed into the Xishan Canyon. The ground collided with the Yuan army defense formation.
The Yuan army had already laid down the traps of mountain torrents and broken trees on another road. As soon as Li Jianhong took a detour, he would launch the deployment. Unexpectedly, Li Jianhong was trying to break through. Come, cut the Yuan army together with the shield in half, and the flesh and blood flew. Li Jianhong, wearing a scarlet cloak, flew like a meat grinder.
The Liao army rushed over, followed by 40,000 soldiers and horses of the state of Chen. For a while, the charging formation turned into a torrent and broke through the defense line of the Yuan army. Li Jianhong slashed his arm, and he could barely see what was in front of him. The heavy rain blinded his eyes. A blur, in the heat of battle, the toxins that have not been dissipated spread along the arms and invaded the heart.
His lips turned pale, but he was still trying his best to kill in the battle. Seeing that he was less than a thousand paces from the end of the canyon, the exit was close at hand, and the wind sounded from the cliff, and one person fell towards the army like an ape.
At that moment, countless critical junctures of life and death gave Li Jianhong an almost intuitive premonition. He instantly leaned up, stepped on the back of the horse, turned over and jumped into the air. Immediately after, an assassin flew down, holding a giant sword, and cut the Liao soldiers who had rushed to the position in half!
The corner of the assassin's mouth twitched slightly.
The ground shook, the rainstorm rumbled, and the lightning flashed. The two sides could no longer hear each other's words. In this army, the assassin was extremely flexible, locking in Li Jianhong's position, stepping over the horses and soldiers, carrying the broad shoulders. The sword chased all the way, Li Jianhong turned over to the cliff, the assassin chased after him, and pulled out the sword.
Li Jianhong walked out of the mountains and rivers, and the assassin pulled out a giant sword and slammed into it. With a loud bang, the symphony of gold and iron echoed in the valley, and was immediately covered up by the shouts of killing.
Wu Du rushed to the exit of the valley among the army, recognized the voice in the rainstorm, raised his head suddenly, and looked at Li Jianhong.
Li Jianhong didn't speak again. The two sides made more than ten moves in front of the cliff like a whirlwind. For the instinct on the top of martial arts, in the vast world, a flash of lightning flashed, and only the sword was reflected in Li Jianhong's eyes.
Breaking the dust-
Life is too short, let it go.
Li Jianhong roared and fought recklessly with the mountains and rivers, but his heart was twisted like a knife in an instant, causing his left hand to tremble violently. The two swords collided again, and the tip of the sword touched, and Li Jianhong slashed straight along the edge of the dust. The assassin jumped back hard, and his four fingers were immediately cut off!
Duan Chenyuan rubbed Li Jianhong's armguard across, and his left hand was dripping with blood. Li Jianhong fit in and threw himself on him. Just as he was about to kill the assassin with the sword, the assassin suddenly opened his mouth and spewed out a jet as thin as a cow's hair. Needle.
Immediately after Wu Du finally arrived, he threw his hands and pushed forward, the dark magnetic wheel at the palm guard appeared between the two hands, sucking all the flying needles all over the sky, and hitting all the "ding ding ding" on the magnetic wheel in the palm, Li Jianhong rushed forward, but the assassin had already fallen off the cliff and fell into the midst of thousands of troops.
Li Jianhong held the ground with his sword, and his eyes were pitch black.
"Your Majesty?!" Wu Du shouted loudly.
"Let you atone for your sins." Li Jianhong said, "It's one of the few correct decisions I've made in my life..."
Wu Du said: "Your Majesty, I have received their hidden weapon. It should be snake venom, so I will go to dispense the medicine."
Li Jianhong gasped for a moment, feeling the toxin spread to his body along with the fighting, which made him feel a little paralyzed.
"Let me rest for a while." Li Jianhong said solemnly, staring at his own troops under the valley, panting slightly.
Wu Du didn't dare to speak. After waiting for a while, Li Jianhong recovered his strength, collected the mountains and rivers, and said, "Let's go!"
The army rushed out of the canyon and could already see the Shangjing City in the distance. Under the heavy rain, the city wall had been destroyed piece by piece, and the Shangjing City was billowing with thick smoke, rising into the sky.
"Report—" The messenger rushed forward and said, "The Xiliang road has been opened, Princess Helian has returned home, and the Zhongjing Road soldiers and horses have passed Xiliang, and they are rushing towards here!"
"Where is it?" Li Jianhong looked at the blurred upper capital. Under the pouring rain, the Yuan army had noticed the reinforcements, and they moved from the back to the front, and called out nearly 50,000 people to deal with them.
"Two days to go!" said the messenger.
"Where's Wu Du?" Li Jianhong's voice was hoarse and low.
"Going to dispense medicine for His Majesty." Left and right said, "I went to Altun Mountain and can return in half a day."
"Yes, follow me to the formation." Li Jianhong said, "Go to Shangjing!"
The final decisive battle finally unfolded before the words fell. Forty thousand Nan Chen Yuan army and ten thousand Liao army, led by Li Jianhong, rushed into the great formation that the Yuan army hastily assembled.