The sky gradually gets brighter.
There are pine trees on both sides of the road. Occasionally a squirrel jumps over, and the cold water drops fall down, drenching people all over.
At this time, Jin Wushu suddenly heard such an obvious heartbeat, like a drum beating, and he didn't know whether it was his own or hers.
As soon as the pretense of darkness dissipated, he immediately judged that Yue Pengju's side really only had a dozen people. However, these dozen people who had fought all the way through the battle must be one-in-a-million experts. Especially Yue Pengju. And looking at his own side , the guards behind were almost all shot and killed, relying only on Wu Qimai's defense.
But, can I sustain it until that moment
He was fully focused and excited in the sound of running, and he had completely realized that either he would die today or Yue Pengju would die.
This result was long awaited.
That is your own natural nemesis.
Behind him, Yue Pengju had also seen the people running in front.
Wearing a large fur, cloak, makeshift armor, and the familiar Fangtian painted halberd, it was undoubtedly Jin Wushu. Because of the fluffy fur and cloak, he couldn't tell that there were two people at once, but he saw Wu Zui. The horse galloped as fast as a black cloud.
Behind them are a dozen elite guards.
Yue Peng touched the arrows on his back, and found that there were only three arrows left, and they could no longer waste them. He took aim, shot one arrow at a time, and then raised his spear.
Zhang Xian and others only discovered that the charred flesh and blood on his back were blurred in black and red and condensed into lumps in tomorrow's sky, which was shocking.
They had been following Yue Pengju for a long time and had never seen him suffer such a serious injury. However, he did not feel it at all. He only raised his spear and chased after him desperately, like a King Kong who knew no pain. Even if it was a real King Kong, his golden body would not be the same. It's time to be destroyed.
However, no one dared to ask him at this time. They just followed him blindly. Capturing Jin Wushu at the critical moment was also a great honor for all soldiers of the Song Dynasty. It was not just to rescue Mrs. Yue.
The distance has always remained at more than three hundred feet, but it can no longer get closer.
Ahead, there is a hillside.
After passing this pass and entering the dense forest area, it is easy to hide, but it will be even more difficult to catch up.
It was an obvious trap, but Jin Wushu was right and Yue Pengju would jump into it even if he knew it was a trap, so he just hit his horse and ran forward regardless of his life.
Yue Peng raised his spirits and shouted: "Jin Wushu..."
This shout gathered all his energy and spread far, far away.
Hua Rong heard the voice very clearly, and she suddenly opened her eyes.
Jin Wushu glanced at her in the whistling wind, but what he saw was that she still had her eyes closed tightly, her expression was numb, her face was pale, and she was weak, as if she had fallen into a coma. Along the way, she was With such an expression, she neither struggled nor resisted. Jin Wushu felt relieved. If she were awake and heard Yue Pengju's cry, she would definitely struggle. At this time, he was afraid that any struggle on her part, even the smallest one, would hinder your own progress.
She should be so obedient.
Yue Peng fully drew his bow and took out the last arrow. He had three arrows made from the horns of bamboo oxen, which were tough and had strong penetrating power. The first two had been used in early wars, and this one, It has always been with me, and this time, it finally came in handy.
He took aim and ran closer. Jin Wushu's guards were busy escorting him and had no time to look back and reflect.
The burning pain in my body became weaker and weaker, and the entire pain nerve seemed to be numb. I could no longer feel any taste, but the fire was burning in my heart.
How many times
On the way from Jinying in Liujiasi Temple to searching mountains and seas, Jin Wushu was always trying hard to rob or kill Hua Rong.
There is such a shameless entanglement in the world.
Just like the beautiful scenery of the Song Dynasty, he knew clearly that it did not belong to his Jin country, but he insisted on taking it away by force. The same goes for the woman he likes, he never cares whether it is someone else's wife or not.
Starting from Princess Maode, even if she is a married woman, as long as she is favored by the Jin army, even if she is a princess, she will be sent to sleep with the Jin man.
Yue Pengju was so angry that he almost exploded.
That is a kind of humiliation for men.
It is the humiliation of the people of the land towards other plunderers.
From Song Huizong to Zhao Deji, from his daughter to the general's wife who saved his life many times, they all made the same choice. Although Zhao Deji did not personally send it to Jin Wushu, if he had not just escaped for his own life and closed the city, Door, if you don't save him, will Hua Rong end up where he is today
If the king wants his minister to die, he has no choice but to die. However, if the king wants his wife to go and be humiliated, will the wife go
The horses under him seemed to be galloping on their own without being driven. Yue Pengju just focused on aiming his bow and arrow.
The anger and flames in my heart were all concentrated on this arrow, and on the cloak in front. The back seemed to be changing. Suddenly it was Song Huizong, suddenly it was Zhao Deji, and then, it was Jin Wushu's proud face. 's smiling face.
One arrow, only this arrow can get rid of all grudges.
Fame and glory are like smoke and clouds.
If a man can't keep his wife while he's alive, how can he protect the world
The mount was already frothing at the mouth, but his arrows did not skew at all, and he aimed with all his heart. Several Jin Army guards turned around and shot randomly, but because they were panicked, their arrows lost their accuracy and fell to the ground. On the contrary, because of this hesitation, they were Zhang Xian and others took the opportunity to shoot a few more.
Soon, there were only three or five people protecting Jin Wushu.
Ahead is the hill with difficult terrain.
He was overjoyed. The woods were getting denser in front of him. It would be easier and easier to hide and escape from the pursuers. As long as he could survive this hurdle.
He looked at Hua Rong still lying softly in his arms. Amid all the anxiety and tension, he felt a sense of joy. Perhaps, after today, there would be no such person as Yue Pengju in the world. Only then would he achieve complete success. of victory.
Soon.
With a "swish" sound, an arrow passed through the wind and passed through several heads, as if it had eyes. When Jin Wushu heard the wind, he was already unable to dodge. He tilted his head, and the arrow narrowly avoided the neck, but it hit the armor's head. Insert it into the soft part, under the armpit, along the left waist.
My body suddenly felt hot.
He clearly felt a hot blood rushing out of his body.
However, it was not fatal. But he could no longer control the galloping horse. There was another miserable neigh, and the horse was hit by an arrow. It went crazy and rushed into a dense forest regardless of what happened.
The horse ran rampant in the dense forest, like crazy. He could no longer control it. Several times, his body almost hit the trunk of a tree. Finally, the horse stopped because its head hit hard under a thick old tree.
The two people on the horse were thrown off the horse heavily.
After feeling dizzy for a while, Jin Wushu loosened his grip and opened his eyes. He didn't know whether he was alive or awake.
Opposite, a woman stood and looked at him.
Her gaze was so strange that he was speechless for a while.
He was startled and sat up. Although the injury was serious, it was not fatal. He struggled a few times and stood up straight, but he saw that she was holding her own saber in her hand. He didn't know when she took it off from her waist.
At this time, he was still holding the Fang Tian Painted Halberd, which was his main weapon and he would never let go until he fell.
However, her eyes and the way she holds the knife look like someone who has been hungry for several days and is dying.
Her eyes were so bright, flashing with the flames of hatred and anger, like a raging fire burning in the cold, dew-filled barren mountains.
She was holding the knife, and every time she took a step, he took a step back.
Before he was injured, she was obviously no match for him. But now, he was seriously injured and could not support himself. If she were an ordinary woman, she could still deal with him, but she was not an ordinary woman.
But looking at the bright look in her eyes, one can also see that she has abundant physical strength and energy at this moment.
He was startled and murmured: "Hua Rong..."
She laughed.
It’s really a charming smile, sweet and greasy, more charming than Die Wu’s smile, sweeter than Wu’er’s sweet smile, as if under the sun, looking at the white ice and snow smiling little by little, it’s indescribable Is it warm or cold.
Her voice was a little hoarse, but so sweet and soft, as if she was telling a story to her lover. Because her smile was so sweet, her thin white teeth were looming: "Fourth Prince, do you think I should have fainted? "
Jin Wushu was stunned and speechless. Isn't that right? She had been on a hunger strike for several days and was dying. Why did she suddenly become so energetic
She held the knife and stood upright, but this was different from the straightness of a man, but had a slim and beautiful curve unique to women.
She picked it up with her hand, with green jade fingers, and flicked it on the back of the knife, making a clear sound.
"If I don't pretend to be on a hunger strike, how can I relax your vigilance? I actually eat the food brought to me these days, but no matter how hungry I am, I always eat a little to maintain my life. In order to avoid being discovered by the maid, I I only moved a little bit so as not to arouse her suspicion. Moreover, I ate a little more at last night's meal because I was so hungry that I couldn't bear it..." She smiled sweetly, "But you were having fun at that time. Having fun, the maid has no time to report to you..."
Jin Wushu watched her smile and talk. Her messy hair was blown by the cold wind, revealing her snow-white cheeks, dotted with a slight blush. She was nervous and excited, like a little girl who had just eaten secretly. I bought candies for fear of being discovered by adults.
How long? How long has it been since I saw her smile like this
Or has she never smiled like this before
"Fourth Prince, there is one thing you don't know, but I have to tell you. I have committed suicide many times, so you think it is easy for me to seek death, right? However, since I was injured by King Qin's palm and narrowly escaped death, I don't want to die anymore. Why should I die? My husband Yue Pengju takes good care of me, and Wen Long is so caring to me. No, I don't want to die a long time ago. As long as there is a chance of living, I don't want to. Death..." The shy blush on her face deepened, and she sighed deeply and delicately, "Oh, people, that's how it is. After many suicide attempts, in fact, they lost the courage to commit suicide. Ants are still greedy for life, Why should I die?"
She took another step forward, and Jin Wushu took another step back.
A gust of cold wind caused the skirt of her body to fly, bringing with it a faint scent of incense. Such luxurious and exquisite clothes.
His breathing was rapid, and he slowly retreated, leaning against the towering old tree behind him. The blood stains rubbed on the branches, and immediately turned into a brown color like old tree bark, and no trace of it could be seen anymore.
"Hua Rong..."